Chapter 631: Maybe, Maybe, Maybe
There is also a Yumo who made "my aunt" Shujuan hate and later became the protagonist of "The Thirteen Hairpins of Jinling".
Yumo is a good friend of "my aunt's" father, and it is precisely because of her intervention that her parents decided to travel to the United States and left "my aunt" in China;
The group of "special women" who were taken in were really "businesswomen who did not know the hatred of the country at first, and they still sang the flowers in the backyard across the river", they did not know the bloody scene that happened outside the church, but only knew from the occasional words of the priests that a bloody massacre was going on outside.
While thousands of Chinese were killed and buried alive, women were raped and disemboweled...... But they only felt the evil of this thing slightly, but did not feel the pain of the skin, only when their companion 15-year-old cardamom left the church one day in order to get a pipa to play for a soldier Wang Pusheng who crawled out of the pile of dead people, and the cruel gang rape and torture of the inhumane Japanese army turned into insanity, they knew that the cruelty of this war was not irrelevant to them, but could happen at any time.
From this moment on, they regained the kindest and holy side of human nature, and they devoted themselves to caring for the disabled Chinese soldiers who had laid down their arms and took refuge in the church, and reached a certain degree of reconciliation with the more than 40 female students in the hospital. But the neutral St. Mary's Church in the United States is not a paradise for refuge after all, and in the eyes of the Japanese army, who have no humanity and do not abide by any rules, there is no place they cannot enter as long as they want.
St. Mary's Church was finally invaded by the Japanese on the night of December 20, they searched for the Chinese soldiers who had taken refuge in the church, and finally shot all the disabled Chinese soldiers with bayonets. Early the next morning, they sang a requiem for the five Chinese soldiers who had died bravely......
The childish and holy voice of the choir schoolgirl echoed through the night sky of Nanjing, and it was full of temptation, so that the evil and lascivious claws of the Japanese army once again reached into the church.
On the afternoon of December 24, a group of Japanese soldiers led by a Japanese soldier forced their way into the shelter despite the strong resistance of Father Ingelman, and they asked the choir girls to sing for them in the barracks in the name of celebrating Christmas.
This is a trap, an evil and bloody trap, at this unavoidable moment, a group of "special women" led by Yumo stepped forward, a total of thirteen of them, under the cover of night, everyone with a certain heart of death, carrying a hidden weapon, successfully followed the Japanese army for the girls who were still in their infancy. “
"In the end, did these women survive?" Spielberg asked.
"Maybe alive, maybe ....." Speaking of this, Qiao Feng was silent.
The story of the Thirteen Pillars of Jinling came to an abrupt end here, leaving people with a space for imagination, what is the ending of this group of "special women"?
Although the story of the thirteen hairpins of Jinling is not long, and it is not a scene of the Nanjing Massacre written positively, but from the side, the fierce and cruel beast-like nature of the Japanese army is fully portrayed, and at the same time, the cowardly and heroic side of the Chinese soldiers is also vividly portrayed.
In this story, people can feel that although this nightmarish situation is bloody and cruel, it is heroic and poignant.
Whenever he imagined it, Qiao Feng had to light a cigarette, take a deep breath, and exhale the depression and pain in his heart with a long smoke. They were women, his sisters, who today sat behind his desk and enjoyed the peacetime silence in his mansion, except for the sound of rain outside the window, while they hid in the war-torn Middle East, feared and frightened, and finally could not escape the miserable fate of being humiliated and damaged. After decades of time and space, he couldn't help them with anything but sighing.
As for the ending, maybe what, in fact, nothing maybe.
Perhaps for the thirteen poor women who were either generous or helpless to die, death was the best and most acceptable outcome.
Qiao Feng saw Zhang Guoshi's Jinling Thirteen Hairpins, and he cried a lot at the time, and then he saw Yan Geling's.
Compared with movies, it may give people more room for imagination and easier for people to empathize.
Zhang Guoshi may have wanted to shoot too much, so he was a little too strong when shooting.
Although he was crying and felt that Zhang Guoshi's Jinling Thirteen Hairpins was shot very well, for a movie reflecting the Nanjing Massacre, Qiao Feng felt that Zhang Guoshi's Jinling Thirteen Hairpins did not express enough.
This is also why he is talking about Yan Geling's Jinling Thirteen Hairpins instead of Zhang Guoshi's movie version of Jinling Thirteen Hairpins.
There are different versions of Yan Geling's Jinling Thirteen Hairpins.
At the beginning, in the final ending of Zhao Yumo and others generously attending the banquet instead of female students, she wrote like this: It was completely dark, and all the candles in the Mass hall tilted, swayed, and stabilized. Father Ingman turned around and saw Yumo and her twelve sisters walking through the door.
"Father, let's go. Yumo said.
Adonado said angrily, "Where are you going?"
"Aren't they going to listen to the hymn?" Yumo smiled in the candlelight. It's not the time to be playful, but she's so playful.
"You can't fool it during the day. Anyway, it's night, and I'm afraid it's okay to pretend to be a middle school girl. Yumo said again.
The twelve kiln sisters around her didn't speak, Hongling was still smoking, taking a sip, squeezing her eyebrows, and she looked extremely greedy.
"They sang every day, we listened every day, and we listened. "Muttered.
"The tone will be, the words will not, but our mouths are not stupid, and we will draw gourds in the same way. Yusheng said.
Father Ingman looked at Yumo and then at Hongling. The two of them had changed their hairstyles, combed into two braids, curled in schoolgirls-like loops behind their ears, and tied with silk bows.
Hongling threw the cigarette butt on the ground and twisted the fire extinguisher with his foot. "I'm not blessed to be a schoolgirl, pretending to be a good girl, and having a good time. ”
Adonado felt relieved: the girls were saved. But at the same time, he felt that his relief was too vicious and sinful. Even if they are lowly people, they should never be scapegoats.
Maybe Yan Geling felt that this description was too relaxed, as if the prostitutes were used to sitting in the Fengyue field, so they longed to be a schoolgirl once. In another lengthened version, she made changes, and the prostitutes were obviously a lot more entangled.