Chapter Ninety-Seven: Complicated Life and Tragic Sadness

Chapter 97 The life experience is complicated, tragic and sad

Yufeng Mountain. Gourd Valley after the valley. Fangjiazhuang Fangxinyuan Intermediate Courtyard. In the living room of Fang Zhenhai's house.

"Hey, that's a good idea. Xiao Liuzi is twenty-six or seven this year, Yun Jie is twenty-three years old, and Lilian is twenty-two. Do the eldest sister and the second sister agree? ”

"Of course the eldest sister and the second sister agreed. The two of them immediately stopped arguing or arguing, and they hugged and hugged happily. Dad and Auntie also thought it was a good idea. ”

"Well, yes, I think that's all I can do. However, these two girls are both beautiful and rich daughters, and they are both college students from the Foreign Academy, and they are married to Xiao Liuzi at the same time, don't they feel wronged? Will there be any pimples in my heart? ”

"Huh? Grievance? Pimple? I didn't think about this, probably not. You don't know, Yun Jie and Lilian, these two girls are very good when they are young, they are very close to Xiao Liuzi when they are young, and they are even more intimate and tired after the age of fourteen or five, at that time the eyes of the two of them looked at Xiao Liuzi changed, maybe they both had this idea at that time. ”

"Huh? No, how can this? Hui Xian's expression suddenly became gloomy, as if she suddenly thought of something, and said solemnly: "Zhenhai, Xiao Liuzi, Yun Jie, and Lilian are their closest cousins who have not produced Wufu, and their blood relationship is too close to each other, so they can't get married." Otherwise, if you give birth to a child in the future, you will either be a fool or a fool. This is not good, you have to hurry up and talk to the eldest mother and father. ”

"Ahem, you don't know that. Xiao Liuzi is not the biological son of the eldest brother and sister-in-law at all, and he has no blood relationship with our Fang family. This is a secret that our Fang family has hidden for more than 20 years, and Xiao Liuzi still doesn't know anything to this day. Huixian, these days, this is what we have been worried about. Who's going to say, you say? How do you go and tell Xiao Liuzi? Will he be able to accept it? ”

Hui Xian was taken aback when she heard this: "Huh? W-What the hell is going on? ”

"Alas!" Fang Zhenhai sighed heavily, and said sadly: "Little Liuzi, this child is too pitiful, his life experience is too miserable, and his father and mother died too miserably for our Fang family." ”

"Huh?! There's so much going on here, so complicated? Zhenhai, don't let me worry, tell me what's going on? ”

"Alas!" Fang Zhenhai shook his head helplessly and sighed heavily:

"Huixian, don't worry, don't worry about your body, you listen to me tell you slowly." Fang Zhenhai's face was full of sadness, and his tone was painful and he recounted Fang Jiren's tragic and complicated life experience.

Taihang Mountain. Mountain village. The war room of the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army. Minister Lee is looking at a map.

A staff officer came over and handed over a telegram saying, "Chief, Yan'an is in an urgent situation. ”

Minister Li took the telegram and read it as he read it: "Implement the plan for western Hebei as soon as possible and strive to achieve its initial completion by the end of the year." Minister Li put down the telegram and thought about it and said to the staff officer: "Send a telegram to Xiaomei immediately, and find out as soon as possible the current strategic intentions, troop deployment, weapons allocation, and recent movements of the Japanese army in Lin'an County and nearby towns and towns. ”

The sun is in the west. Fang Jiren and Ma Fucai rode away from Fangjiazhuang, walking and talking slowly, walking slowly on the flat mountain road, and the majestic and orderly procession followed behind.

The sun is in the west. Peach Blossom Valley in Yufeng Mountain. Inside the cave. Several young men and women were busy with each other. A young woman wearing headphones is receiving telegrams and transcribing messages.

Suddenly, a young man ran into the cave in a panic: "Team Leader Yan, it's not good!" ”

Before the young man could finish speaking, more than a dozen men in gray military uniforms, German-style steel helmets, large knives on their backs, daggers and grenades on their waists, and submachine guns rushed into the cave, shouting: "Don't move!" Don't move! "The guns were pointed at everyone in the cave, and the weapons and the radio were controlled.

Several young men and women were frightened by the sudden attack and remained motionless at a loss. Wearing a top hat and sunglasses, a pair of light gray silk pants with dark flowers, a palm-wide copper-buttoned cowhide wrench around his waist, and black mille-feuille shoes on his feet, he walked into the cave with a fan, followed by four heavily armed soldiers with submachine guns and two young men. Francis took off his sunglasses and walked around the cave, taking a closer look.

Team Leader Yan, who was sitting on the side, stood up calmly in the face of the muzzle, looked at the soldiers who suddenly broke in with loaded guns, and asked calmly and fearlessly:

"Don't even move. Who are you? What team are you? What do you want to do? Do you know who we are? ”

Fang Jiren walked up to Team Leader Yan, looked up and down, and said disdainfully:

"That's not what you're supposed to ask. Tell me honestly, who are you? What are you doing in this cave deep in the mountains and old forests? What are those lit iron boxes for? ”

Team Leader Yan looked at Fang Jiren and smiled slightly, and said without humility or arrogance: "Hmph, this is not what you should ask!" What do you want to do? ”

Francis said dismissively: "What do I think? You'll find out later. ”

Team Leader Yan: "Who the hell are you?" Don't you dare to report your name, do you? ”

"Saying it scares you to death." Fang Jiren gave a thumbs up and said: "Lao Tzu is from the Lin'an County Detective Team, and he is here to arrest you Communist Eighth Route Army and Chongqing agents. ”

Someone in the cave shouted, "Don't move! Look for death, you! You're welcome to move me again! ”

Fang Jiren turned around and asked vigilantly, "Camp Commander Meng, what's the matter?" ”

Battalion Commander Meng held the shell gun in his right hand and a few pieces of paper in his left hand, and walked over to Fang Jiren and said, "Commander Wang, that woman secretly wanted to hide these pieces of paper just now. ”

Fang Jiren closed the folding fan and inserted it in the collar of the back of his neck, took a few pieces of paper handed over by Battalion Commander Meng, walked to the horse lamp and looked at it carefully, then looked at Team Leader Yan, walked to the two radio stations and put down the telegram and said, "Battalion Commander Meng, evacuate the cave immediately!" ”

Battalion Commander Meng asked puzzledly: "Withdraw?" Commander Wang, what should you do with these people? ”

Franciscan resolutely and sternly ordered: "Execute the order, withdraw quickly!" ”

Camp Commander Meng: "Yes." Brothers, withdraw! The soldiers put away their guns and evacuated the cave.

Team Leader Yan walked up to Fang Jiren and said in a loud voice, "Wait a minute. Commander Wang, what kind of team are you? How did you find my cave? ”

Fang Jiren took out the gold-shell pocket watch and looked at the time, looked up at Team Leader Yan and then at the other frightened young men and women, and said in a low voice as if warning and answering:

"Tell your subordinates, don't and pee everywhere outside the cave, bury it immediately after pooping, pay attention to it, otherwise it will be easy to attract wild dogs and ghosts. Let me tell you, Lao Tzu is from the Yan'an spy team. ”

Team Leader Yan looked at the back of Fang Jiren, who was walking outside the cave, and said to himself:

"Who are these people? That Commander Wang is like a spy of the detective team, and the people he brought are not the national army, not the Eighth Route Army, and not the puppet army, what kind of team is this? Yan'an spy team? Bah! Fast! Send it now! Please transfer immediately. ”

Fang Jiren, who walked out of the cave, whispered to Lian Commander Meng beside him as he walked:

"Company Commander Meng, you immediately send a reliable soldier to hurry back to Fangjiazhuang and report to the Seventh Master, just say that the Peach Blossom Valley is safe and sound, and everything is as usual. Then he hurried back, crossed the small jade bridge and pursued the large army north. Just go! ”

The county seat of Lin'an County. Qian Wanlin's courtyard house. Inside the north bedroom. Qian Wanlin was lying on the bed with his chest open, holding a young and bewitching beautiful woman in his arms.

Qian Wanlin said angrily: "The surname is Ding, you wait for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will have to clean you up sooner or later, I can't take this slap in vain." Zhenzhen, look, is my face still red and swollen? ”

Zhenzhen said softly: "It's not red or swollen for a long time." Wan Lin, when are you going to marry me? ”

Qian Wanlin: "Marry you?" Now that I don't have a hammer in my pocket, how can I marry you? ”

Zhenzhen said angrily: "No money? Don't lie to me, you are the detective captain and still have no money? You just said that I don't believe it. ”

Qian Wanlin: "Why did I lie to you, Zhenzhen, you don't want to think about it, I ransomed you from the Jinxiu Building, and bought this courtyard, as well as what you wear, daily expenses, and hiring an old mother to serve you, how much did it cost?" ”

Bang bang bang! There was a knock on the courtyard door. Qian Wanlin sat up vigilantly and listened attentively.