Chapter 382: It's hard to see each other It's hard to recognize each other

Lin'an County, Western Hebei Region. Fang's compound, the headquarters of the Japanese army. Intermediate Court.

The rescue operation almost failed because of Zong Hanhuazi's unexpected move, and he had to abandon the original plan that was made overnight, so he could only postpone the implementation and find another strategy. Fortunately, Francis had thought it out in advance and had several backup plans and preparations in place. He immediately improvised to another two-step plan, which he immediately began to implement.

While Second Lieutenant Takagi Hirochi was talking to Francis, the young man was squatting under the grape seedlings at the north end of the grape trellis, digging a pit with both hands, digging a pit and burying two dead rats, the two Japanese soldiers glanced at them with extreme disgust, put up their rifles on their backs, and walked out of the middle courtyard as if they were fleeing from the plague, standing outside the door with their backs to the courtyard door and smoking and chatting.

The young man buried the dead mouse with both hands, and then gently and quietly lifted the bamboo ladder that had been put down on the ground to pick grapes, tiptoed to the south end of the east room, and leaned the ladder against the east wall. Then he walked back and grabbed a long broom and swept the yard with a bang.

Zong Han Hanako saw what the young man did, and she seemed to understand something a little, but she didn't understand everything.

Facing the empty east room and with his back to the west, Takagi quietly opened the small paper ball in his left hand, pretending to bend over and cough, and quickly read the few lines of Japanese that Fang Jiren had written on the paper. Then he straightened up and turned back to see Fang Jiren nodding slightly, and whispered "oh, oh" twice, as if clearing his throat.

Fang Jiren saw what the young man was doing from the corner of his eye, and he knew that the preparations for this step were complete, and he could now leave the middle courtyard.

"Thank you, Taijun, let's go, let's go right away." With a smile on his face and a nod, Francis put a few military tickets rewarded by Takagi Hirochi into his jacket pocket. Then he turned his head and looked at Zong Han Huazi sideways, and once again rubbed his hands together to wash his hands and whispered: "Miss, there is nothing to do, it has been completely resolved, you will never see such a thing again in the future, and what you will see must be what you want to see the most." You can go back with peace of mind, so please go inside and wash your hands and rest. ”

Takagi Hiroshi clearly translated word by word, the original meaning was exactly the same in Japanese, and after listening to it, Hanako Sohan bowed slightly to Fang Jiren, indicating that she understood.

The young comfort woman who lived in the Westinghouse walked into the courtyard with a small plate of watermelon, and she glanced at Hiroshi Takagi, Hanako Sohana, and Francis before entering the Westinghouse.

"It's been hot and stuffy for the past two days, and it's unpleasant. Get me a watermelon in the afternoon. Hanako said loudly in Japanese, as if she was deliberately trying to make the comfort women of Westinghouse hear.

"Hey! The subordinates remembered, get a watermelon in the afternoon. It's going to be lunch in a while, so please go in and wait. After Takagi Hirochi finished speaking loudly, he whispered, "Miss Hanako, wash your hands and get ready when you enter the house." ”

"Got it." Zong Han Hanako whispered in broken Chinese again: "Thank you." Then he turned around and walked up the steps, lifted the curtain of the bamboo door, and walked into the main room.

"Hey! Open the way, open the way, quickly! Hirochi Takagi urged.

"Hey! Taijun, let's go, let's go right away. Francis stooped down and picked up a broom, picked up an iron bucket, and walked towards the entrance of the courtyard. The young man followed behind Fang Jiren with a long broom, and the two left the middle courtyard one after the other. Hiroshi Takagi also walked out of the middle courtyard.

After Sohan Hanako entered the house, she walked to the basin shelf, took out a folded note from under the soap, opened it and looked at the Japanese on it, nodding her head as she looked, her eyes full of gratitude.

The scar-faced coachman pulled the rickshaw and trotted all the way to the south gate of the Fang family's old house. It was hot and dry, and it was close to noon, and there was no one walking in the alley at this time. The scar-faced driver stopped, bent down and put down the handlebars, raised his head straight, and aimed sharply at the watermelon seller diagonally opposite the gate and the shoemaker eight or nine meters away next to him, and the two of them shook their heads slightly at the scar-faced driver fanning the fan, indicating that everything was normal here now, and there was nothing suspicious. The scar-faced driver took off the straw hat on his head and fanned the driver of a rickshaw standing at the southeast corner of the intersection more than ten meters to the west, and issued a code of inquiry. The coachman in the distance also took off his straw hat and fanned it a few times, and everything returned to normal.

"It's here. Please get out of the car, sir. The scar-faced coachman reached out and lifted the white gauze curtain and raised his voice to remind, "Be careful, be careful!" He sent a code message to his companions to be vigilant and vigilant.

On the way, Zong Hanichiro sat in a rickshaw and changed into a pair of Chinese-style thin and soft muslin trousers, mille-feuille shoes, sunglasses and a straw top hat, and his appearance changed radically. Hearing the greeting of the coachman, Zong Hanichiro leaned over and stepped out of the rickshaw. The first thing he saw was a beggar sitting on the ground begging in the shadows of the staircase. Out of the habit of the military profession, Zong Hanichiro also observed the shoemaker, the melon seller, and the chauffeur in the distance, and secretly admired the rational layout of this kind of near, middle and far triple guard guards. I thought again: It would be so difficult and difficult to see my daughter.

The scar-faced driver puts his straw hat in the car, and then takes off his hat and puts it on it. Then he walked up the steps and stood in front of the dark brown mottled doorway, raising his hand to slap the rusty brass beast rank knocker. "Smack, smack, smack." The scar-faced coachman slapped twice in a slow, fast, and slow way, and the door creaked open half of the door.

"Zong Hanjun, please come in." The scar-faced coachman whispered to Ichiro Sohan, who was standing beside him.

The coachman and Sohan Ichiro walked through the door. A young man walked out of the gate quickly, he took out Zong Hanichiro's long leather boots and yellow military pants from the rickshaw, wrapped them tightly in the furoshi, and turned around and strode into the gate.

There was a "bang", and the door closed tightly.

A young man who had eaten half a watermelon next to the watermelon stall stood up, walked to the rickshaw, put on the number kan, put on a straw hat, pulled up the rickshaw and walked to the southwest corner of the intersection more than 20 meters to the east and stopped.

At this point, in order to absolutely protect the safety of Zong Han Ichiro and Zong Han Huazi's father and daughter, Fang Jiren's superimposed layout of the near, middle and far triple multi-point guard carefully set up outside the south gate of the Fang family's old mansion has been completely formed.

The county seat of Lin'an County. Fang's compound. The living room on the first floor of the Mochizuki Building in the backyard.

"Uncle Fang, if Jiren comes home, or if there is accurate news of him, please send someone to the school to inform me immediately." Tian Yuanxiu pleaded.

"Definitely, definitely. Child, if not, you can move home with Niuniu. ”

"Yes, definitely, but not now. Uncle Fang, Aunt Fang, don't bother anymore, Niuniu and I should go back. Girl! Say goodbye to grandpa and grandma. ”

"I can't go now, I haven't had enough fun with my beautiful granddaughter. Son, you two have lunch before you go. I have already instructed the kitchen to cook you a few more good dishes, and then you will leave when you are full. Guo Shuting hugged Niuniu and said reluctantly.

"This? Uncle Fang, Aunt Fang, this is not good. I've already caused you trouble when Niuniu and I came, why are you embarrassed to stay for lunch? Although Tian Yuanxiu said so, in fact, she had long been looking forward to staying at Fang's house for lunch. The coarse tea and light rice with a full meal and a single food caused Niuniu to be malnourished, and Tian Yuanxiu, who had not received a salary for several months, had no way to provide enough food for her daughter's growth and growth.

"Child, we are a family, what is there to be embarrassed about having a meal? It's a lot to talk like this, so don't say that in the future. You and Niuniu should come to the house for dinner every day, then we will be happier. Fang Daxian looked at Tian Yuanxiu and Niuniu in his wife's arms lovingly and smiled happily.

"Sir, Mrs., you can sit down and have dinner. Please. The middle-aged housekeeper Delu walked into the living room, walked in front of Fang Daxian and said respectfully.

"Niuniu, let's go, let's have dinner with grandpa." Fonda greeted first.

Fang Daxian led the bouncing Niuniu, Guo Shuting, and Tian Yuanxiu with his right hand to follow, leaving and right, walking out of the north courtyard and walking towards the west courtyard restaurant with a smile.

Fang Jiren, who walked into the north gate, happened to see the side faces of Tian Yuanxiu and Niuniu, and was immediately stunned, and his whole body froze as if he had been shocked. Fang Jiren, who was standing in place, never expected that he would see his biological daughter at this moment, and a strong urge to come forward and recognize him immediately surged in his heart. However, Fang Jiren, who had a major and multiple mission, instantly calmed down and immediately dispelled the idea of coming forward to recognize him. "Alas!" I could only sigh very helplessly and sadly, watching my daughter disappear from my eyes.