But the two expatriates never imagined that just when they decided to go to Yahou Street in order to find out what kind of relationship Gong Heping's wife Wang Sujie had with Wen Guozheng, secretary general of the Kuomintang county party department, about the same time, other outsiders had already come to this neighborhood one step ahead of them. It's just that she is not transferred, but looking for someone, and as for the object of searching, it is Zheng Wenshu, the wife of Cen Huanian, who has just been interrogated by them.

Early this morning, Zheng Wenshu made breakfast very early as usual, and took care of her daughter Limin to go to school after eating. Although Cen Limin was not treated well by teachers and classmates at school due to Cen Huanian's reasons, she felt very depressed and said several times that she didn't want to go to school, but Zheng Wenshu still comforted her and enlightened her.

As for whether reading is still useful and when it can be used, Zheng Wenshu can't say how ugly she is, but she still remembers her husband's daily words, that is, no matter what, books still have to be read, and they can read as much as they can, even if they are useless now.

Seeing off Limin, Zheng Wenshu brought washing water to her mother-in-law, who had just gotten up, and handed over the toothbrush that had been squeezed with toothpaste and a mouthwash cup filled with warm water. At this moment, a female voice came from the courtyard gate: "Does Comrade Zheng Wenshu live here?"

"Yes, who are you?" Zheng Wenshu looked out of the door when she heard the voice, and saw a woman in her thirties who was dressed plainly and behaved generously, walking in, with a demeanor and temperament that looked like a cadre.

"You are-" Looking at the other party's handsome face, especially the naturally curly hair, Zheng Wenshu seemed to have seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Found it, found it!" After the person came in and looked at Zheng Wenshu for a while, he screamed in his mouth, looking very excited.

"Who have you found," Zheng Wenshu was a little confused when she said to herself, "There is no mistake." ”

"You don't know me anymore?" the other party stretched out his hands and grabbed Zheng Wenshu's arm, "Take a closer look at me!"

Zheng Wenshu looked at the other party carefully from top to bottom, but still didn't remember who she was, so she couldn't help but shake her head.

"I'm Xiao Mei, Mom!" Seeing this, the other party was anxious, and called out repeatedly, "My change is so big, is there no appearance at all?"

"Xiao Mei?" Hearing her say this, Zheng Wenshu seemed to remember something, but she was not sure for a while.

"You can always recognize this, right?" Seeing Zheng Wenshu like this, the other party was very confused. In a hurry, she suddenly remembered something, reached out and took something from her neck, and handed it to Zheng Wenshu-

Longevity Buddha!

Looking at this object, Zheng Wenshu suddenly remembered who the other party was: "Are you Mei Wazi?"

"It's me, it's Mei Wazi," seeing Zheng Wenshu finally recognize herself, the comer was very excited, she held Zheng Wenshu's arm again, and shouted in a stack: "Mom, you forgot my daughter, I haven't forgotten you!"

"No, I haven't forgotten, how can I forget?" Looking at the other party's appearance, Zheng Wenshu was also emotional, and the past that had been sealed for many years gradually surfaced in front of her-

That was still the 33rd year of the Republic of China. In that year, the Japanese invaders launched a fierce attack on many areas in southern China, including Lichuan, and because the Chinese army could not resist for a while, the common people everywhere had to take the old and the young to embark on the journey of fleeing. And among them, including Zheng Wenshu and his mother and Xiao Huimin.

That evening, when they stumbled with the crowd of refugees to a three-way intersection in the wilderness, they found a girl of six or seven years old standing on the side of the road crying, calling for her mother.

"Whose child is this, adult?"

"Eighty percent ran away!"

"What's the matter with her parents, such a big child has been lost!"

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the child, people talked about it, but no one came forward to greet him. They only stopped for a moment, and then hurried over again. Gai kept coming from behind, saying that the Japanese invaders had entered Lichuan City and were chasing in this direction. If you are caught up, you will have to die.

Under the coercion of the flow of people, Zheng Wenshu, who was a young woman, had already walked past the place where the child was standing. But when the intermittent cries of despair reached her ears again, she could not bear it anymore, so she turned back again, crouched down beside the child, and asked her who her parents were, where they used to live, and where they were going now.

Crying until now, someone finally beckoned her, and the girl's sorrow was a little quieter. After sobbing for a while, she trembled and told Zheng Wenshu that her name was Xiao Mei, nicknamed Mei Wazi, and her family lived in Linxian County. Who knew that just now a few planes flew in the sky to drop bombs, and people panicked, and a crowded stampede scattered her and her parents. She was so scared that she didn't dare to stop where she was, so she could only follow the crowd forward. Who knew that when he walked to the fork in the road, he still didn't find his parents, so he was shocked and scared, and couldn't help crying.

Looking at the helpless Mei Wazi, and then at the weak old lady and Hui Min, who was younger than Mei Wazi, Zheng Wenshu hesitated a little. But just as she stood up, Mei Wazi began to cry again. The girl was very smart and knew that Jung Moon-sook might leave her.

Jung Wen-sook couldn't bear it. She gritted her teeth and took Mei Wazi's hand.

Seeing her make such a decision, the old lady sighed in her heart, but did not stop her. She knew what kind of person her daughter was, and it was useless to say it.

In this way, Mei Wazi followed Zheng Wenshu on the road. Along the way, I don't know how much suffering I suffered. They often had no food to eat or water to drink, and they were on the road all day long, for fear that the Japanese soldiers would catch up. In the middle of the night, I had just taken a nap on the side of the road, and as soon as someone shouted "the Japanese are coming", they immediately stumbled forward with the crowd.

Among them, especially the old lady, because she is small, she can't catch up with the big team, and when she is so tired that she can't do it, she just wants to throw herself into the river, and she doesn't want to drag her daughter down. If it wasn't for Zheng Wenshu to persuade him to watch, he would have become an undead in the water. Among them, especially Mei Wazi, because she broke her foot, she couldn't help but be carried by Zheng Wenshu, while Xiao Huimin pulled the corners of Zheng Wenshu's clothes and staggered and ran.

"This sister-in-law, why do you carry the big one on your back and let the small one walk?" Seeing this situation, most of the companions were puzzled. Someone couldn't help it, so he asked.

"Her foot is broken," Zheng Wenshu explained, gasping, "Besides, it's my own child, it doesn't matter." ”

"When have you been with someone else's child?" people were surprised to hear her say, "what about her parents?"

"Ran away. ”

"Did you know them?"

"I don't know. ”

I see! Hearing this, the crowd was silent.

Witnessing this kind of scene, Zheng Wenshu knew what they were thinking, but she didn't regret it, and she couldn't care about it at the moment, she just cared about hurrying.

It's just that she didn't expect that her behavior would attract the attention of an old man in the crowd. From that day on, the old man led his family and Zheng Wenshu to walk together, not only that, but when the meal was served, he always brought a few cooking cakes, and often asked his eldest son to help carry the plum baby.

Seeing this family helping the poor so much, Zheng Wenshu was very moved. It's just that because of the meeting in Pingshui, it's not good to inquire about the other party's situation carefully. It wasn't until he returned to his home in Lichuan after fleeing, and one day when someone came to propose marriage to him, he found out that the client was the old man, named Cen Shilei, and the object was his eldest son who helped him carry Meiwazi, named Cen Huanian.

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