After a night's rest, Yang Yi was alive again, if he could ignore the abrasions and bruises on his face, and pretend not to see the wounds on his body that were bandaged and faintly seeped with blood.

Of course, even so, everyone was shocked by Yang Yi's recovery ability, you must know that after Shi Dazhuang and Lao Dong were tortured by Ma Yizhen, it has been several days now, and now they are still lying in bed, eating, drinking, and Lazar need to be served.

It's just that Yang Yi doesn't think it's a big deal.

He still remembers that when his father and mother were seriously ill and dying, they were still struggling to work in the fields, and they were unwilling to let themselves be idle, for them, busyness was their life.

The same is true for Yang Yi.

In the past, he used to support several younger brothers and sisters by himself, no matter how hard and tired he was, no matter how many injuries he suffered and how much pain he had on his body, but as long as the morning dawned, as long as he thought that his younger brothers and sisters were still looking at him, and the work in the fields was still waiting for him to do, he would forget everything and get up with a grunt.

So it's not that Yang Yi's recovery ability is amazing, but it's really enduring the pain that has long become his habit.

The one who got up earlier, and the white orchid.

Seeing Yang Yi get up, the maid brought things for Yang Yi to wash, while Bai Lan brought porridge and rice and the like and put them on the table, waiting for Yang Yi to finish washing up and have a good breakfast.

Yang Yi feels very good about Bai Lan, because she is really an extremely outstanding girl, whether it is her appearance or talent, she now has one more advantage, that is, she is hardworking, he knows that if it were Song Jiawen, she would never be able to get up so early.

However, although he likes Bai Lan's diligence, Yang Yi doesn't think it's a shortcoming for Song Jiawen to sleep lazy, etc., because he knows that he likes her, even if Song Jiawen likes to sleep lazy, some eldest ladies have a temper, and they are willful, etc., he likes them all.

It's like he thinks that Yang Kuan is a little self-willed and immature enough, that Yang Anxin is too much and sometimes too extreme, that Yang Ping is too greedy and too passable, and that he looks like himself, and he doesn't look as good-looking as other girls......

But even though his younger brothers and sisters have such and such problems, Yang Yi never thought of changing a few more perfect people to be his younger brothers and sisters, because he felt that they were actually very good!

Song Jiawen is the same.

However, the maid's low muttering instantly shattered Bai Lan's advantage of being very industrious, and she glared at Yang Yi angrily and said with a disgruntled face: "The porridge is made by Miss herself, I have been serving Miss Master for a few months, Miss has never gotten up so early, and she has never cooked by herself......"

The implication is that Miss has done so much for you, even if you are hard-hearted, you should show something!

Yang Yi began to eat with his head bored, he was a person who never wanted to waste food, and seemed to be eager to chew every grain of rice carefully before swallowing it.

But it was the most tasteless meal he'd ever had, and it tasted like chewing wax.

Yang Yi didn't even dare to look into Bai Lan's eyes, because he felt sorry, and that feeling was different from owing money and food.

The money and food owed to people can be repaid with interest, but what will he pay back if others are affectionate?

The maid stood aside and waited, grinding her teeth and listening to the seepage, her two fire-breathing eyes were almost like burning Yang Yi to death, she really didn't understand, how could her own young lady like such a guy - she had already explicitly hinted that she was almost warned, but this guy was still sitting there like a piece of wood eating the breakfast made by the young lady herself, and he didn't even let go of a sullen fart.

In this depressed mood, the angry maid wanted to take the breakfast directly from Yang Yi's hands and take it out to feed the dog - the dog knew that it was not to bark twice and wagging its tail after eating it!

It's just that Bai Lan doesn't have so much of the mood of a maid, looking at Yang Yi's gobbling up, she is already very happy, her narrow eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and she seems to feel that she has never been so happy at this moment in her life.

There was a knock on the door that broke Bai Lan's little happiness, Wan Tao and Xie Xiaochuan trotted in, whispered a few words, and could see from a distance that outside the gate, there were several men in long clothes and elegant temperament standing outside the gate, nodding slightly at Yang Yi.

The maid began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and the things clanged, and even Bai Lan's persuasion was useless, so Bai Lan smiled at Yang Yi in embarrassment, and then gave up the hall to Yang Yi.

She has already recognized that the man who came is a familiar face, yesterday when she and her father clashed with those French, it was these people who were the first to stand up and support themselves, and finally aroused the anger of many people who hated the same enemy, if they didn't come forward, it is difficult to say whether they could finally force the French to give in and rescue Yang Yi.

So she felt that although these people came to the door rashly, they should not be bad people.

"My surname is Zhou, Mr. Yang, you can just call me Lao Zhou!"

When a man sat down first, he smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, you haven't seen me, but Mr. Yang's name, we have heard of it a long time ago......"

Yang Yi didn't ask Lao Zhou's identity, because the other party asked Wan Tao to tell his dreamer, Zhang Ruxuan's six words, were enough.

The reputation of the dreamer is very famous among the Japanese spies and the military command, but there are only a handful of people who know the true identity of the dreamer.

"My brother went to northern Shaanxi, I don't know if you know his news? Is he okay? ”

Yang Yi asked, only at this moment would there be a look of worry and concern in his eyes.

"The army has just gained a foothold in northern Shaanxi, and the news on our side and there is not very smooth, but please rest assured, Mr. Yang, the organization will take care of any comrade who is interested in the revolution as much as possible, so as long as your brother can reach northern Shaanxi safely, there should be no problems!"

Lao Zhou smiled, chatted a few words before getting to the point: "The principal sent a telegram, asking us to do everything in our power to help Mr. Yang, but it's a pity that Mr. Yang, you can't see the end of the dragon, we haven't been able to contact you, yesterday I was just not used to seeing foreigners in our Shanghai beach to show off their might and stand up and say a few fair words, but I didn't think that I was wrong, and found your traces, I really stepped on the iron shoes and found nowhere to go, and it didn't take much effort to get it......"

Different from Yang Quanlin's surging blood and Zhang Ruxuan's impassionedness, Lao Zhou, the revolutionary party, gave Yang Yi the feeling that it was like a pot of warm water, not too hot or cold, everything was just right.

Such a person is the most suitable image of the revolutionary party in Yang Yi's mind.

This batch of gold is such a big thing, if it is replaced by someone else, Yang Yi will definitely consider it, but now, he has nothing to hesitate.

"I do need your help, I don't have enough manpower!"

Yang Yi lowered his voice and said: "But the stakes are high, I need someone who is absolutely reliable, at least forty or fifty ......."

"Don't worry, it's all reliable!"

Lao Zhou smiled, and his indifferent expression conveyed unparalleled confidence and said: "In the past few years, our large army has been on the verge of being completely wiped out several times, and our underground party comrades have also endured the White Terror, nine deaths, and the brothers who can still persevere, and the brothers who grow up with the organization are absolutely trustworthy, so, Mr. Yang, what do you command, just ask!" ”