The temple Zhu known as Kawamoto Taijun saw that Xu Fengrong had walked far, so he took a step and walked unhurriedly towards his residence, and when he gently scolded "Baga" in his mouth, he happened to pass by Qian Dingzhang's hideout. The latter was so frightened that he clung to the plum pile and didn't dare to move, only to hear his heart pounding and pounding.

Qian Dingzhang subconsciously covered his chest with his hands, as if he was afraid that this sound would alarm the night walkers. I don't know how long it took for Fang to come back to his senses, to see left and right that there was no one, and to tiptoe all the way back to the room. Seeing that the righteous father was still asleep, he lay down on his bed without saying a word.

I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, Xu Fengrong and Miao Zhu's other party was repeatedly in their hearts just now, obviously they were doing a secret thing, and it was likely that they would not see the light. What's the thing about going low? Bringing these two people together, who shouldn't have anything to do with each other?

"Drawing room?!" It was mentioned in the conversation between the two just now. Shengze is a big silk town, on the one hand, this big town refers to its own huge silk production, on the other hand, because it is located on the edge of the Hangjiahu Plain, on the way from Jiaxing to Suzhou. The Sujia Railway, which is expected to be opened to traffic in the middle of 37 years, planned by the government of the Republic of China, will pass through Shengze, and it is a large station with a long stopping time.

In this way, the drawing room is most likely the drawing room of the railway construction station. What are they going to this place for?

Wait, Xu Fengrong has just returned from Japan, and Miaozhu seems to be Japanese. Now in the middle of February 37, that is to say, there are still ten days to go is the 226 Japanese Young Zhuang military coup d'état!

Then a full-scale invasion of China!!

Qiqi Lugou Bridge!

August 13 Shanghai Anti-Japanese War!

Qian Dingzhang found that his underwear had been soaked with cold sweat, so everything could be explained relatively reasonably: Xu Fengrong was probably a spy sent back by Japan, and after returning to his hometown, he obeyed the orders of this Kawamoto temple that had been lurking in Shengze for a long time. Most of their tasks now are to find out the specific situation of the Sujia Railway.

Yes, definitely.

In my memory, in the previous life, the Japanese landed in Hangzhou Bay in 813 Songhu Anti-Japanese War, captured Jiaxing, and directly detoured to the rear of Shencheng. In cooperation with the troops landing from Chongming Island, the Songhu battlefield was encircled on both flanks, and with the superior naval and air forces of the Japanese side, the outflanked Japanese troops on these two roads inflicted huge losses on the Chinese even more than the frontal battlefield.

What to do? At this moment, the first reaction in Qian Dingzhang's mind turned out to be "call the police", just when he lifted the quilt and was about to go to the police station overnight. A flash of lightning in his brain, "Mr. Xu is the first director of the Shengze Town Police Department after the Xinhai Revolution, and he didn't take the initiative to let Xian until a few years ago." Obviously, if you understand this point and go again, you will find your own death, not to mention that the eldest son of the Xu family still controls the county party department, isn't this the local tyrant and inferior gentry mentioned in the book of the previous life.

What if you go to the nearby army? It seems to be feasible, but after the 128 Incident, the Japanese side demanded that no troops be deployed near Shencheng on the grounds that the Chinese troops threatened security, and only a small number of garrisons were allowed.

Then he thought of his future way out, Shencheng would fall sooner or later, where should the father and son go? Heavy thoughts, coupled with the lack of energy at the beginning of the recovery from a serious illness, fell asleep in a daze when I thought about it.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning, looking at the sun outside the window, listening to the crackling firecrackers, Qian Dingzhang estimated that it was already more than eight o'clock, no way, since the crossing, the most unadaptable is this traditional timekeeping method. What a quarter of noon, a quarter of a quarter. It's nice to have a watch, but now a watch is worth as much as a car in the future. Qian Xunzhi has a pocket watch, which is already a great value among the wandering lyricists.

The reason why Qian Dingzhang is in a good mood at the moment is funny, thinking about it day and night, and after falling asleep with a head problem last night, he saw a gold-armored god in a dream, three feet tall, with a long beard on his bare face, and the golden light on his body makes it impossible to look at it directly.

Qian Dingzhang was overjoyed, and made a solemn request at the moment: return to his original time and space.

The god will wave his hand, "If you come, you will be safe, it is impossible to go back, but as a long (chang) person can give you a little life experience and starting point rules, since you have fallen into this world, as long as you do not change the general historical trend and do not involve important leaders, then everything is fine" After speaking, he didn't care about Qian Dingzhang shouting to cut his throat and stay, and directly turned into a rainbow in the sky.

Now that there is a hint, then the road in the future will be much easier, history cannot be tampered with, and it can only be followed, and the father and son will find a way to leave those areas that will inevitably fall and run to Yan'an.

At present, it is fashionable for young people to go to Yan'an, as for what to do in the past, Qian Dingzhang can also think about it, and no one will listen to the words of the father and son in Yan'an. But he has not forgotten the skills of being a small white-collar worker in his previous life, no matter how bad his English level is, he can also support the father and son when he goes to Yan'an as a translator, and he has the impression that later Sino-US cooperation against Japan, Smollett, Snow and other reporters went to Yan'an to interview, and the United States also set up a meteorological observatory in Yan'an, and the demand for English talents is great.

As for the fact that the Japanese are watching the railway drawings, let him go, anyway, history cannot be changed, whether he gets the drawings or not, the devil always has to enter the village, for now, let's think about how he survived the eight-year war of resistance.

"No" Qian Dingzhang suddenly thought, it turned out that every morning before six o'clock, his father-in-law would call him to get up and practice his voice, and he could not have breakfast until after eight o'clock. What's going on today? An ominous premonition suddenly filled my heart.

lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, didn't care about wearing his clothes well, just wrapped the cotton robe around his body and walked to Qian Xunzhi's bedside. I saw Qian Xunzhi's eyes slightly closed and his face flushed, Qian Dingzhang probed his forehead, and his hand was hot.

Qian Xunzhi felt that there was someone, and he tried to open his eyes and saw that it was his righteous son, and closed it with reassurance, and said softly, "Dingzhang, my father-in-law has a headache now, and his joints are also sore, probably because of chills and fever." ”

"Daddy, don't worry, it's okay, I'll go and invite Lang Zhong right away" After speaking, he stood up and walked out.

Qian Xunzhi's eyes lit up, and his voice was two points higher, "Slow"

"Daddy, what's the matter, Ah is cold and hot, his mouth is dry, I want to have a cup of tea, you wait for me to go to the kitchen to get hot water"

"No, Dingzhang, what did you just call me?"

"Daddy," Qian Dingzhang was puzzled

"After so many years, you finally don't call me my father-in-law but really call me daddy, I'm happy, it's worth closing my eyes now" said that his eyes really closed again.

Qian Dingzhang was frightened, but obediently he was second only to the flag of "going back to his hometown to get married after the war", and he couldn't stand it. Hurriedly whispered, "Daddy, in fact, I have long regarded you as my father in my heart, but I can't change my mouth because of my thin skin, this time I have a typhoid attack, and I am sorry for my father's clothes to serve me, and I just saw that my father was unwell and called out in a hurry." Daddy, don't think about it, you've been taking care of me for the past few days, and you can't eat or sleep well so you get sick, Daddy, you have a good rest first, and I'll go to Langzhong." Thinking of the conversation in the coma that day, and thinking of Qian Xunzhi's love for himself licking the calf, Qian Dingzhang was quite moved in his heart, since he likes to listen to it, he will scream a few more times.

walked to the door and turned back, soaked the handkerchiefs in the water, wrung them out and folded them slightly, and put them on Qian Xunzhi's forehead to help dissipate heat.