Tanimura breathed a sigh of relief and motioned to the kimono girl next to him to make tea.

The mud bomb people are very particular about tea, and their research on tea, the rituals and etiquette when tasting tea, to a large extent, are more particular than the Chinese people.

Some people should not be upset about this. What I said was all true.

Abroad, any country attaches much more importance to traditional Chinese culture than we Chinese ourselves.

Of course, we can't immerse ourselves in the past just because of the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty. The late Qing Dynasty was a resounding slap in the face.

For these things on the ancestors, we must inherit them, then look at them rationally, and then go further, study them, and develop them. That's what my generation has to do.

The little girl in the kimono is skillful in her movements, taking water from a measuring cup, boiling water, pouring tea, and seemingly complex actions, she is extraordinarily proficient when she does it.

Obviously, this girl is the result of professional training.

The tea was good, I took a sip.

Authentic oolong!

After taking a sip of tea, Tanimura's mood calmed down a little, and then he opened his mouth to tell me a story that happened a long time ago.

Probably in the middle of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, Comrade Ji Xianghe and Comrade Daoye opened a small underground clinic in a ruined temple in Hebei. In addition, there is an American volunteer Dr. Lew Xiu who helped China in the war of resistance.

Three people, a small grass clinic, in the ancient temple deep in the mountains, specializing in treating wounded people, frightened landlords, old rich people, soldiers of the national army, and occasionally meet one or two guerrilla brothers.

The temple is a monk temple, but there are no monks in it, only Lao Dao, doctors and Tulangzhong.

The three people are in the West and the three are combined, and they are really invincible. Basically, as long as it doesn't hit the brain with a bullet or a cannonball blows up in pieces, you can pick up a life and come back when you go to that temple.

Tanimura was a military doctor for a garrison in the county seat.

Suddenly, one of their leaders fell ill, had herpes on his body, had a high fever, severe pain, and was about to die.

Tanimura was helpless, and happened to hear that there was such a small temple in the mountains, and there were three strange people in the temple.

But because of the high mountains and long roads, and the elusiveness of the guerrillas along the way, Tanimura, a China expert, thought of a trick, and he disguised himself as a fleeing Japanese soldier for the sick leader and himself.

Then, sneaked into the mountains, found the small temple, and begged Comrade Ji Xianghe for treatment.

When he arrived at the temple, Comrade Ji Xianghe saw at a glance that this young man from Tanimura was not an authentic Chinese, and the one who was sick was not his self-proclaimed father!

But in the spirit of a kind of doctor's vocation, the three of them discussed it, and they still healed the goods.

I adjusted the medicine, took it orally, smeared it, and picked the pus after I was done, and after I cleaned it up.

The grandfather called out to Tanimura.

Meaning, I can see at a glance what kind of person you are, you are Japanese, right? So the ugly words are here, my little ruined temple is a place for treating injuries, not a place for you Japanese to go wild, do you understand?

Tanimura said he understood, very clearly. He would never involve this little temple in war.

According to Tanimura, at that time, my grandfather and Daoye's attitude was very strong, and they wanted to take the opportunity to destroy the leader brought to Tanimura.

But this move was opposed by Lu Xiu.

Lu Xiu said that we are neutrals in the war, we are doctors, and our duty is to save lives and help the wounded, and we can't mess up.

So, after the healing was completed, he put the two goods away.

It's been released, for more than half a year, and it's nothing.

But more than half a year later, a team attacked the Japanese garrison in the county seat. Then, on the side of the national army, there were wounded.

The national army did not take the county seat, and when they retreated, they left the wounded in the small temple.

As a result, after receiving reinforcements from the little Japanese side, they began to organize a team to sweep and search.

The goal is a small temple on the mountain.

I guess Dao Ye can pinch and calculate, and he knows that the murderer is coming. So, Tanimura said, they were halfway through when they encountered the wounded who were evacuating.

Transfer the wounded, not so neatly.

The two sides exchanged fire, and Lu Xiu was shot in the thigh, and both sides were killed and died.

Later, according to Tanimura, Daoye, Jiaye, they still transferred the wounded away. Later, the sweeping team was empty, and then they returned to the mountain, set fire to the small temple, and collected the troops.

It's been another three months.

The national army counterattacked again, but this time the county town was not held, so the national army was killed.

Tanimura became a defeated general, and the leader he brought to be healed at the beginning let Dao Ye shoot him.

Next, it is necessary to kill the village of the valley.

Tanimura burst into tears and begged for mercy, saying that he was a doctor who had not graduated from a university medical department, and he was really helpless to be involved in this war.

The master and the Taoist were both very young at the time, and their blood was strong, they didn't listen to him at all, they took a gun, gritted their teeth, and still wanted to be killed!

At the critical moment, the lame Lu Xiu came out again.

Again, don't kill the captives, preferential treatment, preferential treatment.

The family was ruthless, knowing that Tanimura was superstitious, so he swore to the gods and asked him to leave China immediately, and then return to Japan, and never set foot on the land of China.

Tanimura also realized that he was quite cruel at that time, so he repented wholeheartedly and begged Dao Ye and Jia Ye to forgive him.

The family master said that he and Dao Ye couldn't forgive Gu Village.

If you want to reach an understanding, wait for the day when his descendants will appear, and he will repent to his descendants, and if the descendants agree, he will forgive him.

Tanimura became a prisoner of war, was imprisoned by the Nationalist Army, underwent reform, and then repatriated to Japan.

At that time, Tanimura didn't feel anything, so he just picked up a life and came back.

After the end of the war, Tanimura gave up medicine and business, and then joined the family community organization, and his small life was impressive.

Life is comfortable, but the spirit is empty.

Tanimura learned about the war he participated in from different sides, and knew that it was a very criminal act in itself.

Moreover, Tanimura's hands have also been stained with the blood of the Chinese.

Of course, the most important thing is that he feels that he has failed to the family master, the Taoist master and Doctor Lu Xiu.

At the beginning, in that situation, the three of them could have shot him and the leader with one shot. However, they didn't do that, and in line with the vocation of a doctor, they saved his leadership.

But later, he still insisted on acting recklessly, and together with the damned leader, he went up the mountain to smash the small temple.

In the end, they arrested him again, but they still didn't kill him.

These few things, put together, made the guilt and guilt in his heart skyrocket.

Tanimura said that for him, it was a torture that was ten thousand times more painful than illness. He often suffers from insomnia, and when he closes his eyes, he will see the scene of his own murder.

In his ears, the roars of Chinese soldiers and the screams of Chinese people often echoed.

His spirit was about to collapse.

He longs for forgiveness, and he is bent on finding his grandfather's descendants.

He knew that his grandfather's surname was Ji!

So, ten years ago, he started this plan to find someone. Because his grandfather said that he was not allowed to step into the land of China for half a step. Therefore, he can only ask someone and inquire slowly.

According to Tanimura's confession, five years ago, he found my second uncle's trace in Hong Kong. But who is the second uncle, he can't get close at all, and he can't communicate with the second uncle. He learned that the second uncle often went to the United States, and they looked for it in the United States again.

really found the descendants of the Ji family, in the United States and Canada. Also, the living is very scattered.

Gu Cun found a few descendants of the Ji family, but they said that they didn't know about this at all. Moreover, their grandfathers did not have Ji Xianghe.

Tanimura was desperate.

In Japan, he locked himself up at home all day long, drank alcohol, and repented.

At this stage, Tanimura suffered from severe depression.

In broad daylight, when he opened his eyes, he could see the countrymen he had killed, running to him one by one to ask for his life.

He screamed, banged his head against the wall, fell to his knees, and begged for forgiveness.

It's useless.

He felt like he was going crazy.

The family invited a lot of psychologists, and there were also Chinese psychologists to treat Tanimura. In addition, there is a team of professional doctors to treat him.

For so many years, Tanimura has been in a half-dead state, and he has always been tied to such a thing in his heart, he can't die, and he can't live.

And, the most uncomfortable thing is that he can't tell his Japanese friends around him.

What kind of friends are his friends! A group of anti-China people, if he says this, then he will be ostracized. His family is.

Bitter, boring!

Torture!

Tanimura thought of seppuku, but such a matter of seppuku was under the control of their emperor.

He cut his stomach for the Chinese people, and if he couldn't say it, he didn't do it......

Later, he did not give up, arranged a large number of eyeliner, and hired many private detectives in Hong Kong to find people surnamed Ji.

Find, find, find!

Just over half a year ago, I was turned out.

Daiki Tanimura.

But he went to Hong Kong, and I went back to the mainland. Then it was a trip to Tibet or something, and he pounced.

Desperate again, and then continue to not give up, looking for it again.

Finally found it.

I ran away!

Tanimura wants to jump into the sea, and really wants to jump. So he sent a ship to intercept me at sea.

I didn't intercept it, and I cast my net to find it in the United States.

Finally, I let him find it.

When Tanimura talked about this, this old Japanese devil, veteran, old military doctor of the mud bombardment country, was already crying, he cried, snot and tears, his mouth was slurred, Chinese, Japanese, and he was out together.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I can't ...... I was wrong, forgive, forgive me......"

Tanimura shuddered and fell to his knees.

When the kimono girl beside him saw it, she quickly took out a needle from her pocket, rolled up Tanimura's sleeve, simply eliminated the poison, and went in with a needle.

Gradually, Tanimura's body stopped trembling, leaned against the wall, and slowly fell asleep.

I know very well what kind of illness Tanimura is suffering from, one is heart disease, and the other is the after-effects of war trauma.

Let's not mention the heart disease, this war trauma is really powerful. The United States, after World War II, suffered a mental breakdown and died a lot because of this disease.

Tanimura has been able to survive before, and he has not become ill, because he runs the family business, and he has something attached to him, so he has no time to think about these things. When he was old, he was retired and idle at home, and the past was flooding, which reminded him of such a thing.

Therefore, people should not do bad things and lack morality. Because, unless you become an idiot in old age, or have a cerebral thrombosis. Otherwise, if it is normal, that feeling of guilt can really torture the dead!

The kimono nurse girl finished the injection quickly, and then turned her head to look at me slowly.

I smile.

The girl bent over: "Please Mr. Ji, treat my grandfather." ”

I was stunned: "Are you?" ”

Sister: "I'm Mr. Tanimura's youngest granddaughter, my name is Michiko. ”