Chapter 51 Chapter Eighteen

In the spring of 1939, although the Hang family suffered another catastrophe, there was still an endless stream of relatives and friends who came to visit them secretly.It's just that they dare not come during the day, but come quietly at night; they dare not leave the gate, but sneak in through the gap in the fence at the back door.The backyard was originally next to a small river, with peach blossoms and willows green, and the women in the courtyard below the river walked gracefully, with bamboo baskets in one hand and wooden poles in the other, which was quite charming.Once the Japanese came, garbage is everywhere now, the river is silted up, and the stench is suffocating.This garbage trail has become the only place people must pass when they come to Hang's house.

Hang Han, who was carried back by his uncle, was able to get out of bed after lying on the small wing upstairs in the backyard of his house for three days.After all, he was young and a martial artist who had learned internal skills. Hang Han's flesh suffered, but his muscles and bones were not broken, but his eyes were hard to open, and his appearance was ugly.That day, in broad daylight, Hang Han stood at the back window, and saw a woman bouncing around those rubbish mountains, walking in the direction of his house.He looked at the figure, it looked like Fang Xileng, hurried downstairs, and called his mother who was feeding Kangpan and taking medicine to wait at the back door.Ye Zi was surprised and said: "Pan'er, your mother is getting bolder and bolder. Who doesn't know that there are people watching the gate of our courtyard during the day, how dare she come at this time?"

Hang Pan panted and said, "Auntie, how do you know my mother's current situation. Not to mention the night, it would be nice to be able to come out during the day. That person often locks her at home for fear that she will run away. Last time I When my mother came to see me, she didn't even dare to lift the sleeves of her clothes, for fear that I would see those injuries. That man is really crazy." Hang Han said: "Just ask your mother to come to our compound. First, it will take care of you, and second, it will be considered a traitor's wife. Mom, what do you think?"

Hang Pan looked at Ye Zi and said, "It's not that simple. Ten years ago, she ran out of here by herself. Does my mother have the face to come back? Will that person let her come back? Also, my father still wants Don't want her to come back..." She looked at Ye Zi again.Ye Zi understood, and said: "Pan'er, let me tell you about your father's place. You can't let your mother suffer like this. The Japanese will leave sooner or later. How will your mother live in the future?" When I was about to cry, I stopped drinking half a bowl of medicine, and quickly said, "I'm going to find your father right now. He is discussing things with your uncle in the backyard. Your mother is here, and we all persuade her."

While talking, Fang Xi'an came in with a bag on his shoulders, with a smile on his face, and said, "I'm here, what are you trying to persuade me?" "I advise you to move here and endure hardships with us, I don't know if you are willing or not?" The careful Ye Zi immediately noticed the forced smile on Fang Xi'an's face, and said quickly. "I'm afraid I won't have the good fortune to go back to the Hang family compound in this life." Fang Xilen still said with a smile, and sat beside Pan'er's bed, taking medicine boxes from the bag, all for lung disease medicine injections and tablets.When Pan'er saw it, he turned his head to the inner bed and said, "Why are you bringing me these things back? I told you, I don't accept these things even if I feed them to the dogs. I also threw all these injections back to the Japanese Dude, why did you take it back again?"

Fang Xileng said: "Turn around and take a look, is this medicine sent by the Japanese?" Pan'er just turned around, looked at the packing box carefully, smiled, and said while crossing: "Lord, the Lord has blessed me. Auntie, tell Dad quickly, just say that the church will give me The medicine is sent from the United States, so he doesn't have to worry. Mom, you don't know, Dad is worried about my illness, and his hair is half gray." Ye Zi pulled Fang Xi'an to stand up and said, "Sister-in-law, let's go together. We have to sit down and talk about Pan'er. We should have a long-term plan."

With that said, the two walked out.Pan'er looked at the backs of her mother and aunt, crossed herself lightly, and sighed: "God..." Hang Han saw it funny, and said: "It's really interesting, some of our brothers and sisters still believe in God. Yi'er If it is, I will definitely fight with you for three days and three nights, and fight until you have no trace of your God before giving up." "God is everywhere. Brother Han'er, you should thank our Father in heaven. It is God who saved you. Pray, you have offended him just now..." "I don't pray to any gods, I'm an atheist, an atheist who believes in science. If it weren't for this war, I would have gone to specialize in science. I believe in everything that is scientifically proven. The rest, Sorry, I was skeptical."

"Don't you think you came back alive because God protected you?" "If you want to talk about a god, then you are a god. Didn't you ask Xiao Ju to release me?" "But you should know better than me. How can a devil like Koichiro obey my wishes? You don't know, he stretched out that big slap in front of my eyes. The strange thing is that he didn't even move a finger, just Let me go with you. Didn't the oracle suddenly come to him? God's will is irresistible to anyone!" Hang Han excitedly walked to Pan'er's bed, stared at his big eyes, and said with a big gesture, "What's the matter with you, Pan'er, are you really not clear, or are you pretending to be confused? Are you serious?" Don't you understand how much this guy has spent on you? It wasn't because of you, how could he let me go, how could it be?"

Hang Pan also became agitated. She had been lying down calmly, but now she sat up, and her cheeks began to flush again.She coughed and said, "How could it be because of me? How could it be because of me? Well, I have to tell you a big secret, but you have to swear to God that you won't tell it, you swear... ..." Hang Pan leaned into Hang Han's ear and said.Seeing that Hang Han's complexion changed, his eyes and mouth opened wider and wider together. Finally, he sat down on the small stool and slapped his thigh hard.Maybe he touched the wound, and while gasping for breath, he said, "No wonder, no wonder, he is just like me... No wonder he insists on me admitting that I am Japanese. This coward, coward, he is I dare not admit it, but he can also be one, one..." He suddenly turned around and asked, "Does Grandpa Sender know?"

Pan'er lay down again and said, "I dare not think about it, but I can't avoid it. I saw him wearing a Chinese gown and talking about the Japanese tea ceremony with me, and I thought in my heart, don't hide it." , you are the son of..., his son..." Hang Han sat silently for a long time before saying: "So, you are pitying him..t..." "I don't know... God said to have mercy on all... What about you? Did you have mercy on him?" "How can I pity him? Just like how can I pity people like Shen Lucun and Hang Jiaqiao? But I pity his father. He is living now, it is much more uncomfortable than dying. Don't let him know that we already know , never let him know." He walked to Pan'er's bedside, put his hand on her forehead, and whispered softly: "...Also, my little sister, I still pity you. Have you ever been in love?...No. You see, neither have I. The two of us are really blind men and elephants in this matter. This matter will be easy to handle with Hang Yi. He will explain a lot of truths to you, so that You know how it is. I can see that you have some pity for him. Be careful, the devil will get in through the crack of pity, and your God will punish you for it. . . . I argue, I lay in jail and think a lot these days, I think this war is going to turn me into a man with a hard heart. I won't let you pity him, you have to hate him as much as I do , hate him... What did you say, you said you hate him now. Of course, I know you hate him now, but your hatred is not pure. You should only have one feeling for him—hatred Got it? I'll figure out a way. We're planning to hide you in a place where he can't find you even if he's going to be able to, so you can really get rid of him... …are you going?"

"...Go..." Pan'er nodded.She coughed while weeping, but she knew in her heart that what her cousin Hang Han said was not just alarmist talk. Ye Zi brought Fang Xileng to the big magnolia tree in the courtyard.Sereng raised his head to look at the half-blackened tree, and sighed deeply.The fire in the winter of the previous year burned many familiar things in the Hang family compound, including this magnolia tree.They just thought it was going to die, but in the spring of the coming year, on half of its trees, brilliant magnolia flowers sprang up here and there again.This spring, its growth is even better. Against the blue sky, it is vigorous and hot, and half of the branches seem to be bent.The kind-hearted people who passed by the dilapidated compound of Hang's family saw the magnolia trees standing upright inside the dilapidated wall, and said, "Look, the magnolias of their Hang's family are blooming really well." Under the magnolia tree, there used to be a well, a place with famous flowers and plants, a stone table and stone drum stool, and a pair of Go grids inlaid with broken porcelain on the stone table.Next to it is a cobbled path leading directly to the study.Now, there is nothing but a tree and a well.Under the magnolia tree, a tea field has been opened up, and some newly planted tea seedlings grow there.Fang Xileng said: "How did this yard grow these teas? I don't know when they can be picked? Besides, even if this small piece of tea can be picked, how many taels are there? It's better to grow some vegetables to fight the famine. " Ye Zi said: "Haner said that the land here is fertile, and there is a big tree, which corresponds to the theory of Yangya Yinlin. These tea seedlings are all good seeds of tea trees harvested in Jiahe before the war. It is said that they came from abroad. Tea is developing fast, even if the variety is good, we will try it ourselves and breed new varieties. We are planning to buy a piece of land in Longjing for experimentation, but we did not expect to have time to do anything, and a war broke out. Haner said Jiahe also agreed to continue working at home. You know him, he is obsessed with everything he does. Others do what they do and complain about what they do. As for him, he planned to die in the tea industry after he started the tea industry. The job is settled. Don't look at the current family ruin, he has ended up selling tea at the gate of the temple. After taking a breath, his heart is still on the tea." Fang Xi'an looked at Ye Zi and said, "No wonder you can keep it, but I can't. It's you who really understands Jiahe." Ye Zi said while drawing water into the well, "Sit for a while, just sit on that fallen stone drum stool, I really have something to tell you. Come, wash your face, spring in Hangzhou is short, once the sun comes out , It went from winter to early summer in a blink of an eye." Seeing that Fang Xilen had washed his face and became more energetic, Ye Zi said: "Why, I just saw that your eyelids were swollen again, and you didn't sleep well, but you cried again ? Or what happened to you with the surname Li? It’s hard for others to say it here, so why can’t you tell me?” Fang Xileng's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and the corners of his mouth trembled for a long time before he said, "It's not...an addiction. Ye Zi also washed her face with water, then sat next to Fang Xi'an, and said, "Just now everyone was discussing letting you go back to our Hangzhou family compound." Fang Xi smiled wryly and said, "Didn't I already return your kindness, I'm afraid I don't have this blessing." "Are you worried about what Jiahe will think? Then you will look down on him. Living like you are now, he is so anxious that he doesn't say anything. You come back first, and we will talk about the future. When you come back, you can take care of Pan’er, and you can get rid of the status of the traitor’s wife, after all, there is a long way to go.” Fang Xilen looked at Ye Zi carefully, her Chinese-style beard, Chinese-style plaid coat, Chinese-style cloth shoes, and her authentic Hangzhou dialect, and said, "Oh, Ye Zi , No matter how I look at it, I can't see that you are actually Japanese." "Why do you also say that I am Japanese?" Ye Zi couldn't bear it anymore, "How many times have I told you that I am a naturalized Chinese, and I am Chinese. If I say that again in the future, I will really get angry ." "Look at your urgency. I mean, you think that I still have a long way to go. Don't you have a long way to go? Don't hide it from me. I've heard Pan'er tell me about Jiaping." Fang Xi'an suddenly felt sad, tears streaming down his face, "You came to China across the ocean because of him, but he, in the years of war and chaos, didn't say where he went, and married another wife outside. You say you, alas, your life and mine, what difference does it make!" Ye Zi didn't expect that Xi'an would express her secret pain so straightforwardly.She was not mentally prepared, and tears welled up all at once.But she didn't want Fang Xilen to see, so she immersed her whole face in the bucket of water that was just brought up.When I lifted it up again, I couldn't see clearly what was well water and what was tears. Ye Zi calmed herself down, and then said: "Sister-in-law, you always don't understand. There are all kinds of people in the world, and you can't say that one is bad and that is good. For example, you and I, we They are people who are born differently. I am the kind of person who recognizes a road and walks to the dark. What about you, you always want to go to the bright place. That’s right, just don’t look at the dark road that reflects the light. It’s enough to be bright. Well, let’s see what we’ve been talking about, let’s talk about it, and you can come back and live with us. After you pass this level, it’s not too late for you to make plans.” Fang Xijian covered her eyes with her hands, otherwise she would not be able to say the following words: "I can't come back, Ye Zi, it's not that I don't want to come back, it's that I can't come back. When I come back, I can't take back Jiahe's heart He doesn't show the mountains and dews, just like a cup of tea, he sips it carefully for a long time, and then he tastes the real taste. It's a real taste that can't be found anywhere! It's a pity that when I was young, my heart was too Qian, it is impossible to turn back now. Think about what kind of life he has lived alone for more than ten years, I am sorry for him, what is the risk of coming back..." Fang Xilen couldn't help but Wept bitterly. Ye Zi didn't expect that Fang Xilen would say such heartfelt words to her. He squatted beside her, wiped her tears, and said: "You have such a heart, what else is there to say? You still have As for the two children, the fate from the past is still there. It’s not convenient for you, so I’ll tell you. People’s hearts are full of flesh, how do you know that Jiahe doesn’t miss your old relationship? Don’t be sad, Let me talk. We grew up together, like brothers and sisters, he can still listen to what I say. Let me talk, okay?" Fang Xi'an suddenly took away his hand, opened a pair of tearful eyes, and said, "Ye Zi, what's the matter with you? Others don't know, don't you yourself know—his heart is on you since childhood. He is born different from Jiaping. The newer Jiaping is, the better he is. But the older he is, the more he misses you. You said that you went all the way to the dark, didn't he also go all the way to the dark? You don't even think about it, it's been more than ten years, why hasn't he married another? Isn't he just waiting for you?" Ye Zi stood up and walked to the well to draw water without saying a word.After hoisting a bucket, thinking about it, it fell back into the well again. After hoisting three buckets in this way, they all fell back into the well. Suddenly the rope was loosened, and they sat down on the well platform, turned their faces away, and their shoulders twitched. Fang Xilen stopped crying now, and said, "Yezi, what's wrong with us, who has more tears in the game? I won't cry, and you shouldn't cry either. Seriously, I don't have time to cry with you either." Now, I still have something important to discuss with you. I don’t know if I’m going back to the Hang Family Courtyard for the last time in this life. Let me tell you the truth, tonight, I’m going to talk to members of the Christian Church. Those pastors went to Shanghai together, and then diverted to the United States." This remark was no small matter, and Ye Zi was so shocked that she shed tears all of a sudden, and hurried to Fang Xileng's side, and asked, "Why do you just leave? Have you got your passport? What about Pan'er?" "I just found out. I wanted to ask the U.S. to wait a little longer, or to apply for Pan'er's passport. The pastor said, if you don't leave this time, it will be hard to say whether you can go next time. Although the U.S. has not yet Declared war with Germany, but sooner or later there will be a fight, and it is hard to say whether it will start tomorrow morning. As long as there is a war, it will be more difficult to go to the United States. This time I also got the honor of the church It was done. The U.S. side has my father’s old relationship, and they said they helped me find a job. I wanted to take Pan’er with me, but my passport couldn’t be approved. Her health is so bad, Now I refuse to use the medicine from the Japanese again. If I can't send the medicine back from the United States frequently, Pan'er's life will be gone. Besides, if I don't leave this time, I will be a traitor When will the status of wife be the same? If I want to leave him, he will make it difficult for you. To be honest, he is still kept in the dark when I go to the United States this time. If he knows, why should I say goodbye? Can you make it? Ye Zi, please take care of Pan’er for me, this is one. And the other two, please take care of Jiahe, you know what I mean. You should have been together long ago You don't know Jiahe, if you don't take a step forward, he will never go up in his life. When did you two suffer so much? If the Japanese say murder, they will kill, if they say set fire, they will set fire. You may be sent back to your native land whenever you say you will be sent back to your native land. Ye Zi, Ye Zi, don’t follow my old path, I’ve ruined my own happiness, so don’t let the person who loves you the most in the world hang out. If you leave it alone, I'm afraid you will never get it again, do you understand what I mean?" Ye Zi stood up and said, "Wait a minute, I will inform Jiahe right away, you two should have a good talk, there is nothing more important than this." This couple, former enemies, separated for ten years, are sitting together again today. Just now, Jiahe and Xiaozhuo have been discussing how to send out the batch of sacrificial vessels in the tool room at the back of the tea house.These days, a small group of people came back from the Confucian Temple every day, hiding a few sacrificial vessels in their coats and clothes, and they got almost the same one after another.These sacrificial vessels are now buried under the corner of the backyard of Wangyou Tea House.The fire that Jiahe set off the year before last started in the bedroom where he lived and was extinguished in time. Wangyou Tea House and the Hang Family Courtyard were separated by two fire-blocking walls, and there was a deep alley in between, so there was no fire. was affected.The tea house has been closed since the day of the fall of Hangzhou, and has never been opened again.Perhaps it was because Jiaqiao's surname was Hang after all, and she would come to take over the tea house in the future, so the traitor Japanese army had never been harassed by anyone.It is safer to bury the ritual vessels of the Confucian Temple here than to bury them in the corner of the Dacheng Hall like a time bomb.The two masters and servants have also discussed just now. On Qingming Day, they will take the opportunity of going to the grave to carry them all out and bury them in the tea field of the Hang family's ancestral grave. After Sireng came in through the small door in the back court, Ye Zi led her to the front shop.The store door, which has not been opened for several years, was so spotless in the past, but now it is covered with dust.Entering the tiled area of ​​the store, the three of them, all together, left behind three strings of overlapping footprints. The doors and windows of the store were closed, and it was dark. Ye Zi held a candle in his left hand, a kettle in his right, and two small teacups on his little finger.Almost all the things in the store have been moved, and it looks a little taller than before.The counters and cabinets were covered with fine dust, like pieces of finely woven gray cloth over the years, but round, light-colored marks could still be seen where the tea pots used to be. The door of the store has never been opened since the fall of Hangzhou.Even the large windows with thin wooden lattices were blocked by bricks. From the cracks in the bricks, thin and bright light like needles shot out, piercing every corner of the shop. The pair of couplets—practice and frugality are for the gentleman, and the so-called tea run—is still the same, but it used to be hung on both sides of the gate of the tea house, but now it is placed in a corner of the shop.In the past, no matter whether the business of the tea house was booming or not, this couplet was polished every day, so it is naturally unkempt now.When Jiahe saw this couplet, he subconsciously picked up one and put it on the big tea table. This marble tea table inlaid with pear blossom wood, the size of three Eight Immortals Tables, was handed down by the ancestors of the Hang family, and it is also one of Jiahe's most beloved things.When the door of the tea house was sealed, Jiahe wanted to move the tea table out and find a safer place to hide it, but he couldn't get out no matter how hard he tried, so he had to give up.At this moment, Ye Zi puts the candle in a corner of the big tea table, a large area of ​​dust on the table is shrouded in a faint and gentle way by the candlelight, and looks at the dust on the couplet indifferently, and contrasts with the dazzling light .The figures of the two women and one man are also flickering, faintly appearing in it, what kind of past events are revealed.The situation at this time can really be described as "the twenty-four bridges are still there, the heart is turbulent, and the cold moon is silent". Jiahe, who used to be a Jiangnan man with clean pain, now saw the dust, and couldn't care less about it. He grabbed his cuff and wiped the dust off the couplets.Seeing Fang Xileng, he quickly went to hold the other handkerchief, took another large handkerchief from his pocket, tore it in two, and threw one piece to Jiahe, and took the other handkerchief himself, and wiped it carefully. Although this middle-aged man and woman were only half-way young couples, they hadn't met each other for ten years, but now they have left a pair of children. From then on, the real labor and Yan are separated, and it must not be to the point where they don't have a word. .Those two people, except for silently rubbing the couplet, couldn't speak anymore. Ye Zi walked away quietly, and Fang Xi'an rolled up her sleeves and exposed her arms. She wanted to wipe the tea table carefully.This is why silence is better than sound at this time, Jiahe saw the bruises and bruises on Fang Xileng's arms.Ever since Li Feihuang slapped Fang Fang coldly on that day, and he had slapped Hang Jiahe in return, Li Feihuang had started killing.It turns out that anyone in this world can beat him, but he has only one person to beat—his wife.He finally understood why those car drivers often chased their wives and children all over the alley drunkenly and beat them to death. It turned out that it was a kind of spiritual enjoyment.Although Li Feihuang is a well-learned man, learning has never solved any of his spiritual and practical problems. Now he has to beat his wife to solve the problem.Although this time is not long, Fang Xiliang has already tasted the pain of flesh and blood.When she was young, she was considered a May Fourth young woman, a female fighter who fought against imperialism and feudalism. She followed Jiaping and the others to Beijing, and even opened a work-study teahouse.Later, when he entered the Hang's compound, he was also very proud.Jiahe is a gentle and gentle person, a husband and wife in bed, a gentleman in bed, never has she ever touched her a finger, never thought that one day she would fall into this situation.Thinking about it this way, only tears will fall on the "be careful and frugal is for a gentleman". Jiahe's eyes looked from the scars on Fang Xileng's hands to her head, and he remembered her black hair when she was young.Fang Xileng is still an ageless beauty in people's eyes, only Jiahe can see the traces of time on her face and hair.Not long ago, she didn't have any gray hair, but now, she also has frost on one side of her temples, talking coldly and silently by candlelight. Jiahe's hand that had been wiping the sign stopped. He suddenly thought, if he loved her back then, would he have the ability to prevent her from leaving him?Yes, he believed, he was capable of keeping her from leaving him--she would come back to him even without much effort.He didn't make such an effort because he didn't believe her in his bones!Why not trust her?Yes, from the day he got married, he thought he didn't love her.However, incomprehensible resentment also arises from this—if he never loved her, why did he marry her?Why do you want to have a pair of children with her?Had he really never liked her at all?When they were young, in the sunny Longjing Mountain, when the water plants danced happily under the creek, when she took off the earrings and dedicated them to their ideals without hesitation—could he really Have you never been moved by her at all? He knows that he has always been strict with himself, and his motivation also includes being strict with others.He just looks kind and generous, and rarely criticizes others. In fact, he keeps a considerable distance from others in his bones.He doesn't want to get close to their hearts, he doesn't believe them.Now that he thought about it, he almost never had a serious heart-to-heart relationship with Fang Xileng.When he found out that Fang Xileng's heart was swinging here and there and always leaning on Jiaping, he retreated without a fight. He never thought of really taking Fang Xileng's heart back—this kind of inner battle itself It's just that his self-esteem won't allow it.He is giving up, but it does not mean failure. He is winning by giving up.But did he win? He knew that he was responsible for the scars on her hands and the white hair on her head.He didn't know if the feeling he felt at this moment was love, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.But it was too late, and it was irreparable anyway. This time, it was a real parting from life to death... The death of family members one by one not only makes Jiahe strong, but also makes him weak with the death of every life.How incomprehensible this is, the stronger he is, the weaker he is at the same time, the weaker he is, the stronger he is at the same time - he can no longer rub it silently - he spreads the dusty Hands, looking at Fang Xichuan hopelessly, he has no way to prevent his daughter's mother from leaving, he has no way to let his daughter's mother stay.He walked forward in a daze like this, holding his former wife tightly in his arms—he finally restored himself to the blood of the Hang family, at this moment, how much he resembled his Father, he is Hang Tianzui's son after all... What did they say?Undoubtedly, they said a lot, with regrets, explanations, entrustments, and promises.No one cares about the achievability of these words, what matters is the process of saying these words.Among them, Fang Xileng must have said more.She mentioned the names of many people, including her two sons and daughters, Han'er, and others... She specifically mentioned two people, one was Ye Zi and the other was Li Yue.Hang Jiahe could only nod his head overwhelmed, and responded with "hmmm", and he didn't make any explanations for what he had to explain. Explain, there is no time to explain.He kept slipping short words in the gaps in her words—"you're sure"; "it'll be found"; "I'll bring him up like my own son"; "yes, of course, of course We can't let that Japanese guy bully our daughter, there will be a way"; "Of course, of course, divorce procedures must be done, as soon as we arrive in the United States"; "Where did you go, you will come back, Pan'er is still waiting What about your medicine"; "What to say, I won't die, how could I die" and so on, etc. They were each comforted by the ritual of parting.According to the practice of this family of tea masters, they used tea instead of wine, drank it all and said goodbye.The tea was new, a small handful of Mingqian Longjing tea just delivered from Wengjiashan, less than half a catty, Jiahe also distributed some to Chen Yihuai and Zhao Jike, and the little that was not much at the moment was distributed to Xi cold. "Go to the United States to eat, we will send it to you later..." Jiahe said. They squeezed out a pinch and made two new cups of tea.Xi'an carefully took out a small paper bag from his bosom, which contained four candied flowers in the shape of acacia flowers.She divided them into two halves, put two flowers in Jiahe's cup, and put two flowers in her own cup.She said solemnly: "They are in pairs." "I saw it." Jiahe said. "I brought it on purpose today." "I get it." "I made you drink singular when we got married, that wasn't on purpose..." "I see..." Jiahe picked up the cup, "Look, I ate them all." "I ate them all too." Francia even laughed, she has nothing to regret now. That night, Hang Han couldn't sleep.He got up again, walked to the back window of the attic of the wing, and looked at the garbage river outside the backyard.No, it's a mountain of garbage now. However, the electric poles that were pulled up by the river in the past are still there, and a few lamps like egg yolks are lit here and there.Hang Han saw two people walking towards their house vaguely.It looked like they were walking carefully, avoiding bright places as much as possible.These two people are quite courageous, and now it's time for the curfew, and they will be in trouble if they are hit by a Japanese patrol.Thinking of this, Hang Han returned to his little bed. Half an hour later, he heard the sound of a person coming upstairs gently.He hastily lit the oil lamp, and almost at the same time, his unlocked door opened, and a noble lady appeared in front of him. Hang Han almost exclaimed softly; "I didn't expect it to be you..." The noble lady smiled indifferently: "The person who came with me, you would never have thought of it."