The day before going to the hospital, Jiang Yarong fled.

A few people searched in Shanghai, where they were unfamiliar with their lives, and searched all over the streets and alleys, and finally had to go to Wang Hufang for help, and posted a notice in the newspaper and in the magazines and telegrams of Deng Mu.

Jiang Yarong couldn't run out of Shanghai alone, but in Shanghai, it wasn't that they could find it, they searched for several days in a row, exhausted and exhausted.

It wasn't until someone called the newspaper office and said that they saw someone near Fuxi Road, and several people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Wang Hufang heard this, his face turned white, and he said to Siqing that it was a gambling den, and it was chaotic, and if a confused lone woman fell there, there was a chance that something would happen.

If something happens, they have to look for it, but fortunately they went in time, Jiang Yarong was hiding next to a garbage heap at the time, half of her body was blocked by an abandoned wooden cabinet, she hugged her head and squatted, trembling.

When Siqing went to pat her on the back, she jumped out of several steps in fright.

Fortunately, she had just arrived here, and she didn't encounter anything, but she was too scared to come out when she saw passers-by shouting and shouting at every turn.

After she was taken home, she could only accept her fate, with an expression of death: "Okay, go to the hospital." ”

The few people on the opposite side bowed their heads silently, but did not act.

Her eyes looked left and right, and she was suddenly startled, pinching Siqing's clothes: "Is it disobedient, you don't care about me?"

I was unwilling to heal and was abandoned by my family, and although the result was the same, the feeling was completely different.

She was so frightened that she cried, and kept apologizing, just apologizing was still not enough, and she was about to kneel as soon as her legs bent, Siqing hurriedly supported her, frowned and said, "You have been away from home for a few days, and the expert has already left." ”

"Huh?"

"He just came to Renxin Hospital for a few days, and now he has gone elsewhere, we missed it, people refuse to accept you anymore, we didn't leave you alone, but we can only find another way. Siqing told the truth that they used a lot of ways to keep people, and they also wanted to chase after them with other people's trips, but the other party no longer gave them a chance.

Jiang Yarong reacted for a while before digesting these words, she turned her sadness into joy, and took out that unreasonable energy: "Don't find a way, I won't cure it, if you don't do it, you won't cure it." ”

Besides, it is very difficult to encounter such an opportunity now.

At the end of the month, Siqing went to work in the magazine, responsible for the art column, writing some works of art appreciation, doing a simple introduction to painting and porcelain art, and answering the questions raised by readers, it is not difficult for her, she has free time, and she can also help other columns arrange a layout, record a news letter, the salary is not low, enough to support this family, including Jiang Yarong's daily medication.

What's more, Xiang Fu is also working, he has experience, found something in a car dealership, became a warehouse supervisor, no need to be exposed to the wind and sun, and the remuneration is okay.

It's just that he was a little resistant at first, he didn't want to come, his father Xiang Zhihua was stoned to death in the warehouse, of course it wasn't this warehouse, but he was afraid of these two words for a long time.

But they always have to eat, and they can find stable and good things to do, so what are they picky about?

Siqing was also planning to find a school for Cheng'er, and they registered at a nearby school, but at this time, the enrollment time had passed, and they had to wait a few more months before they could report it.

Life seems to have settled down, and they are doing well compared to most people who have left their homes.

It's just that the past is over, Siqing can't slack off, she is not here to settle down for the rest of her life.

She did everything possible to inquire about Huai'an, and all she heard was a few words, that Burchard was good to him, that he was currently teaching them how to choose mud, and that he was followed wherever he went.

She couldn't come back for a while, but as long as she was safe, this was the only thing she begged for.

When she was idle, she was always thinking about what Huai'an had said, some of which were not casually, but were carefully considered, but she didn't take them seriously at that time.

She remembered him saying, why can't the Meng family's porcelain painting technology be inherited from thousands of families?

Is it feasible to inherit thousands of families?

If these things are made public, then the Meng family porcelain painting is no longer unique, and this type of porcelain painting will no longer bear the name of the Meng family, in other words, the title of the Meng family porcelain painting family will be removed and no longer exist.

Not to mention whether the deceased will agree, in this way, it is equivalent to leaving nothing for Cheng'er.

So, is it okay to teach these things to Cheng'er alone, and then pass them on from generation to generation?

However, who knows if Cheng'er is willing or not, he should have his own life, should he put all these heavy responsibilities on him alone?

She was in a dilemma, she wondered if she should wait a little longer, wait for Cheng'er to be a little older, to be able to think clearly about her preferences, and to have the ability to plan her life.

But how long should she wait, she doesn't even know when she has an accident, it's not to curse herself, it's just that there is insurance in life?

A long time passed, and she still couldn't make a decision.

She absentmindedly sorted out the manuscript in the magazine, and listened to a person next to her holding the newspaper and sighing, saying that there was a new general in the Northeast, and he was promoted from a small soldier to a general not long after he was transferred.

He didn't say until he finished reading it: "In order to annihilate the enemy, I don't want hundreds of people on my side, and all of them are targets, this person is powerful enough, I should go to an interview and make a biography for him." ”

Siqing glanced up, her eyes skimmed over the photo, she didn't continue to look at it, he continued to be busy with the things in hand, and said lightly: "It's quite powerful, I don't know if there are parents in those targets who are still waiting for them to come home." ”

The bystander replied: "For them, when they embark on a journey, they no longer belong to their parents." ”

Seeing Siqing's strange look, he held the newspaper and moved over: "I didn't say this, it was General Wu who said it." ”

Siqing didn't look up, but asked, "Is he still surnamed Wu?"

"What is it called, can the surname be changed?"

The surname cannot be changed, and the temperament will not change.

In the huge warehouse, during lunch time, Xiang Fu is also reading the newspaper, his habit of reading the newspaper was developed by his younger brother, there is a person who works in the newspaper at home, he wants to use the newspaper to get closer to him.

He couldn't read words, he could only look at photos and illustrations, and it wasn't completely useless, for example, the last time he learned about his brother's death from the photos, this time, he saw his son again.

He asked the guy who had read the book to help him read the content, and when they heard that this was his son, he read it carefully and carefully, not a word, and after reading it, he saw him in a daze, thinking that he didn't understand, and specially slowed down and read it to him again.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, this guy was confused: "Your sons are all generals, isn't this a good thing, why aren't you happy at all?"

"Happy hair. Xiang Fu tore off the newspaper, turned around and kicked at the goods, and couldn't help but curse, "He doesn't want me, I let him, it doesn't matter, I don't care, but what does he do, is there a person like him who doesn't take other people's lives seriously, you say, can I still let him do this, can I still care about it?"

The guy was taken aback, and it took a long time before he slowly responded: "People are fighting...... There must be a battle plan, how can there be no dead on the battlefield, you have a wider vision, don't be blind!"

"I'm still narrow-sighted, and I'm going to be blind. Xiang Fu kicked at the cargo again, took off the cover of the work, and walked out.

I just walked to the door, but I heard a "bang", and the kicked box of goods fell off the shelf, slammed into the ground, and rolled up a thick layer of dust.

The man covered his mouth and closed his eyes and coughed in the dust for a long time, and by the time he could open his eyes, the person in front of the door was gone.

Xiang Fuliushu ran away, and the book he left was written by someone else, saying that he was going to get Ayang back, and he would return soon.

Siqing didn't fluctuate, she guessed that it was unlikely to get it back, but their father and son should also see each other again, they can't really treat each other as if they didn't exist, so since Ah Yang has become a general, he should be able to guarantee his father's safety...... If even his father was used as a target, it would be hopeless, but Ah Yang was not hopeless in their eyes.

The second floor of the attic is temporarily empty.

Yun'er takes Jiang Yarong and Cheng'er out for a walk every day, sometimes scattered, and also comes to the magazine to sit for a while, as soon as you enter the door, there is the fragrance of books, it smells very good, Cheng'er and Yarong like it here, so she often leads them over, and when Siqing is free, she will talk to her.

This president Deng Mu is a big man, the employees he invited are similar to him, informal, sometimes Siqing is busy, they tease the children, and also chat with Yun'er, after a long time, they can talk and laugh, and they are more familiar, and they even help her introduce a partner.

Yun'er hadn't thought about this kind of thing in the first half of her life, and she didn't want to think about it in the second half of her life, how could she have time to fall in love.

But fate can't be stopped, and I don't know if everyone is always coaxing, the magazine has a very introverted typesetting brother, surnamed Li, who squirmed and showed favor to her, this Li Xiaoge came to the magazine not long ago, outsiders, upright, ordinary people, not rich and expensive, but also not worried about food and clothing.

The condition Yun'er is no problem, emotionally it is not good, Yun'er does not plan to get married, she became an orphan at the age of seven, was sold to a large family, said to be a maid for the young master, but the young master is a bastard, at that time Jiang Yarong desperately rescued her, at that time Jiang Yarong was also sold, serving the old lady, she was born well-behaved, knowledgeable, and knows piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the old lady likes her very much, life is not bad, she was sold several times, bullied, and finally sold to this family, just passed a little stable life, but because of saving her, the two had to escape, and then, whether it was exile or stability, the two of them were not separated。

For these reasons, she is sick now, Yun'er has to take care of her, and she plans to refuse Little Brother Li.

However, Brother Li said a word, which made her fall immediately.

Brother Li said: "Bring it over, and our family will help you take care of it in the future." After he finished speaking, he felt that it was not appropriate, and changed his words: "I mean...... I really want to marry you and don't mind if you bring someone with me. ”

Yun'er fell in love, and soon came to the point of talking about marriage, she specially waited until Cheng'er started school and didn't need special care before she came to tell Siqing that she was leaving.

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