Chapter 87 86

Pearl Harbor!In Tokyo, Shanghai, Beiping, and many other cities, the blood mouth of the devil has already been prepared in front of the sounding machine; as soon as the plane reaches the sky near Pearl Harbor, before the bomb is dropped, the blood mouth has already opened, spitting out the prepared blood. : "The U.S. Navy is completely wiped out!" The Japanese in Peking went crazy again.In order to save food, the Japanese have not been able to touch alcohol for a long time.Today, in celebration of the victory over America, everyone in Japan gets booze again.This kind of wedding wine cannot be eaten at home.Crowds of dwarfs, holding wine bottles, yelled "Long live Japan", walking, jumping and dancing wildly on the road.They beat America and they will be kings of mankind.Cars, trams, and the heads of pedestrians are all targets for throwing wine bottles.

Mixed with the wild cries of the drunks are the shouts of extra numbers.Extra, extra!The words on it were as big as the head of the king of men, and so crazy: U.S. Navy destroyed!Conquer America, conquer the world! Students, it's been a long time since we paraded in a team, and today we must come out to celebrate the victory for the king of mankind. The news did not surprise Ruiquan.As soon as he entered Beiping City, he discovered that the Japanese were trying their best to capture and destroy underground workers.This is, he guessed, in order to launch a war against Britain and the United States, the Japanese must first eliminate "internal troubles".On the other hand, he saw Zhaodi accompanies Westerners making ugly faces on the street several times.He was jealous, he hated, and he wanted to strangle her to death with a rope.However, he dared not touch her, he had to suppress his anger.Lowering the pressure, he guessed that there must be a bigger intention behind the work of recruiting younger brothers; her temptation is a spider web, which will glue all the bees and butterflies in the West, and then send them to concentration camps.

From Gaodi's report, he knew that on the one hand, the train station stepped up the search of visitors, but on the other hand, it relaxed the flow of women and children from Peiping.The Japanese want to save food, so they let their women and children run away.Accumulating grain is good for long-term warfare. At the same time, he felt that his work might be more stressful and thrilling because of the thought that Japan had set off a world war.For example, he will be responsible for spying on the military situation and news in North China, how complicated and dangerous that is!Ha, if he did go to get military news, he was in a world war!He was happy, his black eyeballs shone like two little lamps!

He suddenly understood Uncle Qian's ideal.Although the old man's experience in the war is different from his own and changes differently, their transformation from isolated individuals to being closely connected with forty million compatriots is the same.Now, the war has become worldwide, and the two of them have also become people who have relations with the world.Ruiquan's imagination soars to the future very quickly.Ha, now, the world is divided into two camps!Tomorrow, justice will surely defeat power; the day after tomorrow, people in the world have suffered from war and will always hate war, so as to build a world of eternal peace.Ha, he himself, no matter how capable he is, no matter whether his little blood was spilled in Beiping or Tianjin, he finally died for the lofty ideals of mankind!He knows that he is small, he is only one hundred and sixty pounds of flesh and blood, and his stature is five feet eight inches; however, that ideal inflates him, like a child's balloon, making him larger than himself how many times.He is no longer just a five-foot-eight-inch body, but some kind of elf that can fly; his feet stand on the ground, and his head is lifted out of the clouds.The ideal made him admit how limited the physical ability is, and also admitted that the spiritual ability can move mountains and seas.He imagined that if the British, American, Soviet, French, and... Can make the world brilliant forever.

In the sheep pen, the old woman in No. 1 shut the street door tightly and refused to teach the two children to come out. The madness of war had reduced the men of her family to ashes and the women to whores; now she saw all Japan in peril.But she dared not speak her prophecy, but closed the street and madness. All the Japanese men and women on No. 3 went to the street, dancing, shouting, and getting drunk.After making a fuss in the street, they returned to the sheep pen, staggering around, cheering and jumping around the old locust tree.Their white eyes turned red, and their faces turned red and green.Their feet couldn't find a certain place, they fell on the ground for a while, and flew into the air for a while.Sometimes, like cats and dogs, they roll around on the ground.Ah, the king of men!

Among the Chinese, John Ding is almost dead.His British house was sealed, his archangel Mr. Fushan was arrested, and his God had left him.He can believe that the sky will suddenly fall, and the earth will suddenly sink; however, he cannot believe that the British Mansion will be seized; his world will come to an end!He saw with his own eyes that Mr. Fushan was dragged out and put into a prison car!As for himself, he was kicked out of the British mansion by the Japanese soldiers without even taking out the bedding, clothes, and cans!He couldn't even cry. He began to regret why he looked down on the Japanese so much on weekdays.Today, he understands that the Japanese can wipe out the prestige of the British government, and that the Japanese can defeat the God of the Westerners.He thought he should change God's appearance; God should no longer have a high nose and blue eyes, but a yellow face and black eyes, like the Japanese.Yes, like other people who eat foreign religions, he only compares who is stronger and who is weaker between foreigners and foreigners, but has no idea what the Chinese should do.

Before dawn, Mr. Fushan was thrown into the prison van.At the same time, the literati accompanying the Japanese army had already investigated, and Mr. Fushan had collected many Chinese antiques, so all the things in the "Little Liulichang" were also copied.They also know that Mr. Fushan's lifelong wish is to write a book called "Peking".So, they searched carefully, read the manuscript page by page, and then sealed it up, as the materials for their own book.They are robbers of "civilization". Seeing Mr. Fushan get into the prison car, John Ding wept.The Japanese occupied Beiping and half of China, killed tens of thousands of people, and burned countless cities and villages. John Ding never shed a tear.He can't afford to shed tears for the Chinese, because his livelihood and life have nothing to do with the Chinese.He often sighs for his yellow face and short nose; hum, wouldn't God love him more if he had a white face and a high nose?At that time, his God had indeed a white face and a high nose.

As if being chased by a devil, he ran back to the sheepfold.He didn't care about going home, so he went to smash the door of Qi's house first.In Xiaoyangquan, or even in the whole of Beiping, there is not a single confidant of him, except Ruixuan.This is not to say that Ruixuan usually has a good impression of him, but John Ding thought: since Ruixuan also eats the food of the British Mansion, Ruixuan is naturally the same kind as him. Although it was already winter, John Ding was sweating profusely from running.He forgot the rules of the British House, and pounded on the door with his fist as if in mourning.

Ruixuan hasn't woken up yet.Yunmei is on fire.Hearing the knock on the door, she hurried out.As soon as she opened the door, she saw a big steamed bun that looked like it had just been taken out of a steamer.That was John Ding's head. "Mrs. Qi, me!" John stepped into the door without waiting. "Where's Mr. Qi? There's something important! It's something important!" As he spoke, he ran into the courtyard.He forgot about tranquility and rules, and wanted to catch Ruixuan and cry aloud. Old man Qi had already woken up, but because of the cold weather, he was still curling up his old legs in bed, enduring it.Hearing the voice of people in the courtyard, he said: "Who is it?" Ding Yuehan replied outside the window: "Old man, we are done! We are done! We are done!"

"What's going on?" The old man sat up, put on his cotton robe, and unlocked the door.John Ding broke into the door. "British House!" he choked. "The British government has been confiscated! Mr. Fushan is in the prison van! The world is turned upside down!" "British Mansion? Mr. Fu Shan?" Although Old Man Qi doesn't follow foreign religions or food, he is somewhat superstitious about foreigners.Since his childhood, China had been bullied by Westerners, and his emperors and presidents did not allow him to resist.Over time, he got used to enduring humiliation.After four years of Japanese aggression, he did know that he should hate the Japanese, but he did not change his fixed opinion on Westerners.How dare the Japanese move the British government?The old man couldn't believe John Ding's words.Besides, Ruixuan is working in the British government, and Mr. Fushan once gave him a bag of flour during the Mid-Autumn Festival!

"That's right, the British House, Mr. Fushan, it's all over!" John Ding rubbed his eyes, because a little sweat had flowed into him. At this time, Ruixuan came in wearing a cotton robe. "Mr. Qi!" Ding Yuehan cried with a crying sound as if he saw his relatives. "Mr. Qi! We're done!" "British Mansion! Mr. Fushan!" Old Man Qi rushed to say. "Is God really going to starve us to death?" Yunmei and her mother-in-law were listening outside the door.Upon hearing the news that the British Mansion was over, Mrs. Tianyou trembled slightly.Yunmei hurriedly grabbed her mother-in-law's hand. Ruixuan's reaction to the bad news was not as strong as his grandfather's.He had already guessed that such a day would come.His concerns were almost entirely on Mr. Fushan.Mr. Fushan is, in any case, his good teacher and friend for many years.Mr. Fu Shan was arrested and sent to a concentration camp?Ruixuan immediately thought of Uncle Qian's imprisonment and his own arrest.He wished he could find the old man right away, comfort him, and protect him.However, he is a waste and there is nothing he can do. The grandfather asked again: "What should we do? It doesn't matter if I starve to death, I have already lived enough! Do your mother, wife, and children all have to starve to death?" Ruixuan's face became hot.He could neither help Mr. Fushan nor answer his grandfather's questions.He has come to a dead end. Yunmei said something outside the door: "Mr. Ding, go back and rest! There is no unparalleled path in the sky, how can..." She knew that the sky "has" a unparalleled path, but she couldn't help but say that.She would like to persuade Ding Yuehan to leave first, so that Ruixuan can find a way quietly.She knew that the more anxious Ruixuan became, the more helpless he became. John Ding, forgetting the rules of the British government, refused to leave immediately.If he wanted to complain, he had to do it here, because he thought he and the Qi family were in the same boat.He sat down.Even if Ruixuan is not happy to answer him, he still has to talk to Old Man Qi.He guarded himself all his life, like a walnut, unwilling to reveal the flesh easily.Today, he lost everything, he had to break open the shell by himself and speak out what was in his heart. Rui Xuan walked out. For the first time, he saw his mother.She was so small, so thin, and trembling all over.He couldn't help but want to comfort her a few words.However, he couldn't find the right words.He would tell her that Japan's attack on the United States had been expected for a long time, and that it was Japan's own destruction.But is this enough to comfort Mom? Mom looked at the eldest son and smiled reluctantly.She has infinite worries in her heart, but she has to show infinite kindness.Without waiting for her son to comfort her, she said first: "Ruixuan, don't worry! Don't worry!" Ruixuan also forced a smile: "I'm not in a hurry, Mom!" The old lady sighed: "By the way, we will always find a solution! As long as you are not in a hurry, I will feel better!" "Mom, go in, it's cold in the yard!" "Okay, I'll go in! I'll go in!" The old lady looked at the eldest son again, quickly, but she was about to see it all at once, as if it was the son's heart.She walked slowly back into the house. Yunmei went back to the kitchen. Ruixuan stood alone in the courtyard.He was still thinking about Mr. Fu Shan, but soon he remembered: father, second child, didn't they all die in vain?In war, no one can control anyone like a fly! What should he do?To teach?No, he refused to register with the Education Bureau.To be honest, with his knowledge, he can teach in a university when the standard of education is low.However, he is not a person who fishes in troubled waters, and he is unwilling to get a professor title casually. writing?What to write?In newspapers and magazines, under the Japanese rule, there are only pornographic and boring words.He cannot use poisonous words to help the Japanese to anesthetize the hearts of the Chinese in order to make money; this way will not work. translate?What book to translate?A good book cannot be published, and a bad book cannot be translated. He couldn't think of a way out.He has a bit of ability, a bit of knowledge, but it's all useless.War is a matter of killing, but his ability and knowledge belonged to the peaceful era. "Ruixuan!" Mrs. Tianyou called softly in the room. He went into his mother's house. "Ruixuan!" The old lady called out again as if she wanted to apologize to her son. "What are you doing? Mom!" "I have so much to say to you!" The old lady smirked and hid "I'm afraid you won't like it". "Speak, Mom!" "Look, I know you won't want to work for the Japanese; so, in this day and age, what other way is there?" "By the way, Mom! I can't work for them!" "Okay! Let's die, and die innocent! I just want to find a way, but..." "What way?" "Hmph, sorry to say!" Rui Xuan thought for a while. "Is this house for sale?" The old lady nodded with shame. "I've thought about it a thousand times, and there's no other way but to sell the house!" "Can grandpa take it?" "That is to say! That's why I can't say it! I am a foreigner, and I shouldn't have such an idea! But, I think I should tell you, when there is really nothing to do, be cruel! The real estate is dead, people You're alive, I can't watch you die!" "Okay, Mom! It's good that I have such a foundation in my heart. But don't worry; teach me to think about it slowly, and maybe I can come up with some good ideas!" Mrs. Tianyou still had a lot to say, but Niuniu woke up.As soon as she opened her small eyes, she said, "Grandma, I don't eat Gonghe noodles!" The old lady forgot all the words in her heart.She was about to tell her little granddaughter: "Your father has nothing to do, so I'm afraid he won't be able to eat Gonghe noodles if he wants to!" But she didn't say that.She's a grandmother and can't be that heartless to her granddaughter.She lowered her head, not daring to look at her granddaughter or her son.She knew that as long as she looked at Ruixuan, he might get angry or cry because he felt sorry for Niuniu. Ruixuan walked out helplessly. Mrs. Tianyou tried her best to coax Niuniu. "Niuniu has grown up, take a fancy car and marry the most beautiful person!" "Niu Niu doesn't take a car and doesn't get married; Niu Niu wants to eat steamed buns made of flour!" Mrs. Tianyou was at a loss for words again.