Jianxiu was very interested in Wen Jianning's experience in the past few years, so in the next few days, when the two blew out candles and lay on the bed at night to talk, they talked about these things, one talked, the other listened, just like when they were girls, they often ran to each other's rooms in the middle of the night to hide in the quilt and whisper, until the night deepened, and the voice gradually stopped.

After dawn, a new day came again in the sound of air raids.

Wen Jianning is a person who has experienced the fall of Beiping, and he has some experience.

When she left from the Feng Mansion, she didn't put those exquisite satin cheongsams and big coats into her suitcase, and the few clothes she brought were mostly jackets and cotton jackets, all of which were black, gray, navy blue and other dirt-resistant and old-fashioned colors, and even a few men's roll-neck shirts, mainly to facilitate her and Jianxiu to change into men's clothes.

Wen Jianning also asked the nuns to borrow a pair of large scissors to cut a green silk into a man's short hair.

Seeing embroidery, like many ordinary girls, a long black and soft hair is left from childhood to adulthood, and almost every strand of hair is loved like a treasure on weekdays, and suddenly when I heard that I was going to cut my hair, I immediately turned red. However, she also knew the priorities, this matter was life-threatening, and she could only grit her teeth and let Wen Jianning pick up the big scissors and cut off her long hair with a click.

Although Wen Jianning swore in advance that she had practiced with several girls in the same dormitory when she was in Kunming, her skills were still very bad. Seeing that Xiuxiu saw his pitted short hair in the mirror, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while, so he had to turn his head and say, "Now it's time for me to help you cut it." ”

Wen Jianning lowered his head and touched the tips of his hair, and said with a slight smile: "I...... I won't cut it for the time being. ”

Seeing Xiu's eyes widened slightly, she said in disbelief: "You—How can you do this?"

Wen Jianning just lowered his head and smiled, and his dark eyes rarely revealed a little childish cunning.

Seeing that Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment, he immediately pounced angrily and pressed her under him, wanting justice for his poor hair.

After the fight, when the two were so tired that they were lying on the bed, Jianxiu still couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Jianning, I know that you are not a person who refuses to cut your hair because you love beauty, but at this time, you still cut it." ”

Wen Jianning sat up, combed his hair with his hands, quickly braided himself, twisted it and coiled it on his head, buttoned his hat, and said: "Look, isn't this going to be fine? If there is another melon skin hat, even if the braid hangs down, people will still treat me as the old and young of the Manchu Dynasty." ”

Seeing Xiu get up and sit, he looked at her and smiled: "Why don't I help you braid a few more thin braids, wrap them around your head, and you don't need to dismantle them when you sleep, I heard that some men who move goods on the dock are also like this." ”

So the two sisters happily began to figure out how to braid their hair.

Jokes aside, the battle outside is still not over, and artillery fire will roar down on the bustling streets of the past at any time. It's not safe to hide in a building, but people don't dare to run outside.

Although the nuns were kind enough to take the risk to take them in, the two stayed in the church and offered to help take care of the orphans taken in by the church. These days, the whole Hong Kong Island is full of artillery fire, and refugees continue to pour into the city every day, and naturally more and more lost or abandoned children are being placed here.

It's just that a few days after the two of them helped take care of the child, Wen Jianning went out to find an errand and said that he was going to the Red Cross Hospital as a nurse to help take care of the wounded soldiers. Seeing embroidery has now become her little follower, wherever she goes, she subconsciously wants to follow where she sees embroidery, and after hearing about it, she also wants to go with Wen Jianning.

But Wen Jianning resolutely did not allow her to go out: "You are not in good health, if you are really unlucky, you will encounter something, I am afraid that I will drag you away." You stay here and help the nuns take care of the children. ”

Of course, Jianxiu didn't want to be a burden to her, so she had to stay and continue to take care of the children taken in by the church.

In the next ten days, from the time Wen Jianning was sent away every morning, Jianxiu began to worry about a new day, and every time he heard a sound from outside, his eyelids would beat violently. This state of fear and fear would continue until the evening, and she would not be able to breathe a sigh of relief until Wen Jianning hurriedly returned from outside with her tired body. If Wen Jianning occasionally goes to the hospital on night shift, then he will not sleep well all night.

When the next day comes, a new round of waiting and suffering will begin.

But in just a few days, she became more and more pale and weak.

Jianxiu's health was already not good, and the previous withdrawal that almost cost her half her life had just passed, and her body had not yet recovered, just in time for the outbreak of war, coupled with the fatigue of these days, she was even more tired.

However, Wen Jianning, who went out to be a caretaker, did not go anywhere easily.

The hospital is probably the closest thing to hell on earth, and every day a large number of wounded people are brought in and many bodies are sent out. Among the wounded were wounded soldiers, but more were ordinary people in the city who had been hit by stray bullets. The painful moans in the ward were heard in the corridor from time to time, and even when Wen Jianning was occasionally on duty, the faint screams never stopped.

All the schools in the city have been closed and closed, and the female students who have come to take care of them are young and childish, several years younger than Wen Jianning, and they have no place to go for the time being, so they can only come here to help care for the wounded soldiers, so as to get enough to eat.

Maybe they had never experienced war in person, everyone was a little depressed and anxious, and the relationship with the wounded was not good, and they had to quarrel every once in a while. Only when they are in a daze or picking up beans, can they see the numbness and confusion from their stunned expressions.

After returning that evening, Wen Jianning kept a calm face and went to find Mother Teresa.

In fact, there were originally two priests in this church, but after the outbreak of the war, they also took up arms to participate in the defense war, and the person in charge of this place became the eldest of the nuns, Mama Theresa.

After they finished talking, Jianxiu asked her, "I heard what you said about food, did something happen?"

Wen Jianning shook her head, her expression was still not soothed, and she whispered to her what she had seen today.

It turned out that when she was helping in the hospital these days, she saw that the meals provided by the hospital to the wounded were terrible.

In fact, not only the wounded, but even the nurses who came to help temporarily could only get rice and soybeans for food, and there was no oil star, so she couldn't help but think of going to the British people to ask about the situation.

Although Wen Jianning is a fresh face, fortunately, he donated a sum of money to them on behalf of the Feng family not long ago, and finally found the British official to ask about the situation. The other party said polite words in an official tone, saying that for the sake of that money, he could make an exception and allow Wen Jianning to take enough food for the family to eat.

Although she sneered in her heart at the time, she still followed her to the cold room of the government's government.

The staff of the agency were very impatient, because in the past few days, people have been coming to grab food with sticks, but even so, when they opened the door, Wen Jianning glanced inside, and the materials and grain in the cold room and warehouse were still piled up, but how much of them could really be distributed to the people?

After hearing this, he also sighed: "Hong Kong Island is so prosperous, and the British have been exploiting this place for so many years, even if you don't see it with your own eyes today, I don't believe that after only a few days of siege, the city will be exhausted." But I don't know when the siege will end, and if there is really no food in the city, we will probably go hungry in the future. ”

Wen Jianning soothed: "I asked Mother Trisha and them to help buy food before, and I also told the Zhong Hui family that we don't have to worry about not being able to eat in the short term." But if the Japanese army really enters the city in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult to say in the future. ”

She has experienced the fall of Beiping, and knows the posture of the Japanese army after entering the city. If Hong Kong Island falls, food shortages will be a matter of time. Rao is that she is fully prepared, and it is also a question of how long the food she buys can last.

On the 18th, when Wen Jianning was working in the hospital, she heard that the Japanese army had pushed into the area of Repulse Bay, which made her a little worried about the situation on Aunt Zhou's side.

For the first few days, they were able to talk to Aunt Zhou on the phone, but then the Japanese army outside the city probably blew up the line, and they could no longer be contacted. Although Wen Jianning had instructed Aunt Zhou to act cheaply, if it was really a critical moment, she could give some of the antique treasures they had taken away to Ri himself in order to save her life. In any case, human life is much more important than dead things.

But in this way, Wen Jianning sometimes wondered uneasily whether it was right or wrong for her to arrange for Aunt Zhou and them to leave, in order to avoid dragging them down in the future, and refusing to join them.

At this moment, however, no one could tell her the answer.

In her restless waiting, the Japanese army finally approached the area of Huang Ni Chung step by step. It is located near the central location of Hong Kong Island, whether it is close to Victoria City or repulse bay and other wealthy areas, it is very likely to affect Aunt Zhou and her sisters.

Wen Jianning didn't know if they could avoid this difficulty, so they could only toss and turn night after night.

Two or three days later, during a bombing, the oil depot on the island was blown up, thick black smoke rose into the sky, the sky of the entire Hong Kong Island was shrouded in gray haze, and the air was filled with a choking smell of anxiety, which persisted for a long time.

Wen Jianning came back from going out every day, and a layer of ash fell on his hair.

In the afternoon, the Japanese bombardment suddenly stopped for a while.

When Wen Jianning finished his day's work and hurried back to the church, he found Jianxiu sitting in front of a piano in the church, playing the piano and teaching the children to sing Christmas Eve songs, surrounded by nuns and other helpers.

The church has obviously been cleaned by everyone's hands, everywhere is neat and bright, in the melodious singing of the children, Wen Jianning slowly walked over, and the tense nerves of these days have gradually eased.

- Only then did she realize that before she knew it, the siege had passed for more than ten days, and tomorrow would be Christmas.

(End of chapter)