There has been some chaos in each refugee settlement, big or small. Although the country is weak, Shanghai has gathered many elites, and the elites still have some conscience and benevolence, so they can barely survive.

Du Dashuai is still in a stalemate with Wang Dashuai in Bizhuang.

The newspaper ushered in another wave of sales**, and those who dared to go to the battlefield in person to collect intelligence for everyone were only a few. However, newspaper contributors are mostly good at talking on paper. It can even depict the battlefield in a colorful way.

For example: "The enemy army has been defeated, and our army has advanced for several miles." "Fresh war reports are available every day.

"Zheng'an is lost, Bizhuang may not be reliable."

"Probably this aspect is very negligent about the South Road, and the loss of Zheng'an is proof of this."

"That aspect is the most convenient to attack Bizhuang from Zheng'an, maybe they have succeeded at this moment. If so, it's unimaginable!"

"If that's the case, it's going to be erosive here!"

However, Commander Wang in this regard is not a mediocre and incompetent person, he is famous for being good at using soldiers, and he can see this level, and there is always a way to resist it. Maybe the defense is the offense, and the momentum is like a bamboo, and it goes straight to the nest in that side. ”

"The use of soldiers is all taking advantage of an opportunity, and the opportunity is changing from moment to moment, perhaps not as we expected."

(Ye Shengtao, "Mr. Pan in Trouble", 1924)

Zhang Meixi is too lazy to read the newspaper, no matter where she is, she will definitely not come to the concession. Thinking of this, it is inevitable to sigh that we cannot do our part for the country and the people, and we must regard the "concession" set up by the invaders in Shanghai as a "holy land" and "paradise" for the preservation of ourselves.

What a desolation and sorrow it is.

Two million people are stealing joy and stealing peace, what can she do?

The second young master of the Zhou family personally drove the car and came over to deliver a few barrels of gasoline in lead barrels to the Huangsi Mansion.

The coachman of the Huang family bent down and thanked:

"The young master of the Zhou family really has a way, and our eldest master can't get it."

On Tuesday, the young master waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

In the battle ahead, there will always be some casualties, and Chinese medicine and Western medicine will also be picked up and sent back by the soldiers, and they will also find medicine factories to collect medicinal materials, so he does have a little way. It's better than ordinary people who sit at home and read newspapers.

Zhang Meixi walked to the living room to entertain him and poured a cup of tea herself:

"It's been a hard time for you these past few days, and I'm really useless."

On Tuesday, the young master smiled and drank tea:

"There's nothing hard to work for, after the war, Mr. Shandong is actually quite profitable."

Zhang Meixi frowned:

"It's always the small people who suffer hardship, I'd rather not have such a national disaster and wealth, and still send it out."

Young Master Tuesday laughs:

"In any case, we have a lot of benefits, and it is easier to recruit literate workers."

Zhang Meixi was speechless and only drank tea.

On Tuesday, the young master talked about another plan:

"This Ping An cram school should also be expanded, and I want to make it a school directly. It's easy to find a piece of land now. Just look for something bigger. The land in the concession is always only rising in price and not falling. ”

Zhang Meixi is also a little interested in running a school, and is about to discuss it carefully.

Aunt Huang Wu rushed into the living room with her hair scattered, sat on the sofa and cried.

Miss Huang Liu took her two younger brothers to stand beside her mother at a loss, and the three sisters and brothers were all dressed in tatters, and they looked very cute.

Aunt Huang couldn't dodge, so she had to come out and ask what was going on.

In fact, there is nothing, but it is a big event for Uncle Huang's family, because there is a war outside, Uncle Huang has an outer room and brings his two sons to find him.

Uncle Huang Wu originally had a concubine in his family, and there would be such a thing outside. If it's just that there are women outside, it can also be said that the past, but two sons, so it's a big accident. Sons always have to divide the property.

"Two, there are two, it turns out that I am a fool."

Aunt Huang Wu shouted hoarsely.

The messenger maid who was watching on the side secretly said in her heart:

"You're a fool."

Aunt Huang Wu rolled around again, only saying that if she didn't kill the outer room and the two mongrels, she would die.

Aunt Huang Si was touched with some snot and tears on her clothes, and she couldn't smile bitterly:

"Although there is a war now, and there are many dead, but let us go and kill people, such a request is really appalling."

There was a lot of commotion in the hall.

The elders had such an embarrassing thing, and Zhang Meixi couldn't say it, so she sent the young master out on Tuesday and told him not to work too hard.

Seeing that the young master's car on Tuesday drove away, Zhang Meixi turned around and went back.

After a while, Apricot came over with a smile and said:

"The young master is here on Wednesday."

On Wednesday, the young master also drove over by himself and gave a few large bags of dried fruits to the kitchen of Uncle Huang's house. Peanuts, sunflower seeds, walnuts, longan.

The chef of the Huang family likes to chant Buddha all the time:

"Amitabha, this fellow Zhou family that Miss Biao knows has a big way."

Zhang Meixi didn't ask the young master to enter the hall on Wednesday, but only stood in the courtyard and said a few words:

"Now that there is a war, these bits and pieces are always missing."

The young master smiled on Wednesday:

"No matter how much you lack it, there is no shortage of big sisters."

No matter how frustrated and angry Zhang Meixi was, she still made a lot of war money. Even if you want to donate some of it, you have to bother planning, there are a lot of rich people in the concession, and the most important thing is to solve the transportation problem and let the outside world flow in.

Du Dashuai and Wang Dashuai were still facing each other in Bizhuang, and heard that the nearest barracks had been stationed in Hongqiao.

But the initial panic and frightening had passed, the school was back in session, the workers were going to work, and the gentlemen and ladies were starting to have tea parties and dances.

Humans are really strange creatures, and they can ignore the chaos that is happening outside, and hide their ears and steal bells.

Aunt Huang Fifth was really troublesome, and Uncle Huang had no choice but to alarm the deputy mayor, Uncle Huang.

In such a violent toss, the Huang family's life has become more and more vivid.

The days of the concession also began to come alive again.

A month later, Wang Dashuai was finally defeated, and his full stomach, the Meiji Restoration, the abolition of traditional Chinese medicine, and the strengthening of the country to save lives were all empty talk.

took the remnants of the army and went north to Shandong, plotting the day of the comeback.

The citizens of Shanghai rejoiced and built four colorful archways on the side of the road. Banners and signboards were made to welcome the arrival of Du Dashuai. The military cart rumbled past, and Du Dashuai stood on the float and waved to the spectators on the side of the road, as if he was really a hero who had returned from killing the enemy.

The spectators on the side of the road cheered excitedly. The banner and bunting read:

"Gong Gao Yue Mu"

"Southeast of Willing"

"Delong Enbo"

The president of Nanjing sent a letter appointing Marshal Du to supervise the two southeastern provinces.

The Shanghai Municipal Government has basically not changed, and Uncle Huang is still firmly sitting in the position of deputy mayor.

Du Dashuai was about to pick the fruits of victory, and added more than a dozen taxes.