Zhao Jingxiang walked well, Wen Hao cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and didn't think that the first thing he did when a killer crossed over was to wash the dishes. But he was embarrassed to push the bowl after eating, and let his sister, who was so good to her, drag her tired body to wash them at night.

Wen Hao and Zhao Jingxiang now live in the alley of Baokang on Huaihai Road, and when Wen Hao talks about old Shanghai, his first reaction is the Bund, and there are all kinds of Western-style buildings on the Bund, which are still talked about by modern people.

But ordinary people can only stay in the rows of alleys and work hard to make ends meet. Compared with those exquisite buildings under the Bund, you can find the bare bitterness under the prosperity. How many stories, how many celebrities, how many allusions, and how many memories are inseparable from the alleys of Shanghai.

The alley is a unique form of folk residence in Shanghai, and the hutongs in Beijing and Nanyang are the same as the alleys in the dialect. He is inextricably linked to thousands of Shanghainese. It can be said that there would be no Shanghai without alleys, and there would be no Shanghainese. The alley is an important architectural feature of modern Shanghai, and now Wen Hao is fortunate to live in this characteristic alley in Shanghai today. Over the years, how many Shanghainese have shuttled through this narrow and long alley, spending their long life.

It turned out that the small western-style building they lived in since Zhao Jingxiang's parents died, in order to repay the debt, Zhao Jingxiang had to sell it, and lived in this alley with Wen Hao, although the home was not very big. But it's still very gentle. In the past two years, he and Zhang Jingxiang have eaten and lived here together. Sometimes when Zhao Jingxiang gets angry and scolds him, the neighbors can hear it clearly. What happened to the neighbors. Neighbors can quickly find out. Compared with modern buildings, the alleys are a little less**, but the relationship between neighbors is closer.

Let a modern person who lives in a high-rise building understand what it means to "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors", he will not understand. Some people have lived for many years, and they may not know who lives on the other side.

But in the alleys, good neighbors are much closer than close relatives, and if it suddenly rains outside. When you get home, the neighbor will tell you that I took your clothes for you, and now you are at my house. If you are sick and have no one to take care of you, your neighbors will take care of you without hesitation.

Modern people are living bigger and more comfortable, but people are becoming more and more indifferent. At that time, people did not live well, and the neighbors spoke loudly, so that others could hear clearly. Although there will also be quarrels over trivial matters. But the people there are very humane, not as realistic as the people now, at least at that time, an old lady who seems to be cautious when arguing with people over trivial matters will not fall down and be helped up to blackmail others. At that time, people were not as far apart as they are now. Sometimes after a tiring day, before you get home and walk to the alley, many neighbors greet you, and some naïve children call your uncle hello and aunt hello. Asking you about you can make you feel cared for after a hard day. Cherish. The heart will be full of warmth.

In modern society, there is too much emphasis on material life, and no one pays attention to whether the soul is satisfied. And the alley has a peaceful atmosphere, which can soothe people's hearts.

Wen Hao has been a killer for many years and has never felt peace of mind, although it is now August in Shanghai, and the temperature is still relatively hot.

Wen Hao took a straw mat and walked out of the house to the entrance of the alley, and many people in the alley had already put the straw mats, bamboo couches, benches, and reclining chairs at the entrance of the alley, and after washing them with cold water, they lay on them and enjoyed the coolness. Some of the shops simply removed the door panels and put them on the two benches to act as cool utensils, and the alleys at this time became lively, noisy and full of human feelings and sophisticated world. The old man was shaking his fan in a sleepy way, and the young man was playing cards, playing chess, and chatting. Most of the women are munching melon seeds, doing needlework and coaxing children, and the children are playing their alley games, playing marbles, rolling circles, kicking feet, jumping rubber bands, and building houses. In Wen Hao's memory, he didn't play much, and many of them were the first time he saw them.

Seeing that their neighbors get along very well, as if they are like a family, Wen Hao feels that this kind of life is paradise, very full of human feelings, if he has lived in this environment since he was a child, although life is hard, but his heart is happy and calm.

But I don't know how long this kind of life will last, and we will soon enter the War of Resistance Against Japan, and Japanese imperialism will carry out a war of aggression against China. These ordinary people, who have no quarrel with the world, are unfortunately involved in this war. This quiet and happy life is about to be broken by Japanese devils. The "I. The "28" incident was the first time that Shanghai was devastated, and the "8.13" incident five years later hurt Shanghai even more. How many people have been displaced, even this kind of small alley can't live.

Wen Hao couldn't help but feel an unprecedented sense of hatred for the Japanese in his heart, after all, he grew up in a peaceful era, although he had heard a lot of things about the Japanese invasion of China, after all, he had not personally experienced it. There is not much hatred. Those who have not experienced that period of history cannot truly understand the harm that war has done to the Chinese people. Although Wen Pengfei had not yet experienced that period, he also knew that the war would be more and more distant from Shanghai.

But now he looks at so many friendly neighbors around him, and sees their carefree lives, but they are about to be broken by Japan's war of aggression against China. I don't know how many Shanghainese people will be destroyed by the war, their families will be destroyed, and their wives will be separated. Thinking of this, Wen Hao felt a little heartache.

He also deeply repented for the people he killed for money at that time, and at this time he was moved that life was so beautiful, but it was also so fragile. Can't stand the blow of wind and waves. Especially the crippling of war.

Wen Hao also learned that they made a place at the entrance of the alley, spread the straw mat on the ground, and lay down on the straw mat, with some feeling of dissipation and ease. There is nothing lacking in the material, but the spirit is always a little empty, and he still dies under the assassination of others, and the killer will be exposed for a long time, maybe the organization is afraid that he will be caught by the enemy after being exposed, and confess some secrets of the organization, so after he completes the task for the last time, the killers of the faction will deal with him. Wen Hao doesn't have any complaints at this point, he will always kill people, and besides, he is not in the same time and space as them now, even if he can live to 80 years later, he will be too old to walk at that time, and he will not be in the mood to take revenge.

"Xiao Hao is at home alone, come to my aunt to take two watermelons to eat, this watermelon is sweet and sweet." Aunt Zhang next door beckoned to Wen Hao.

Aunt Zhang is cutting a big watermelon with a knife, and there are several 7-8-year-old children around the side, and one is Aunt Zhang's baby. The others are all children from neighbors, and usually as long as anyone eats watermelon, these children like to go around. These children are all grown up by these neighbors, and they all treat them as their own children, although Wen Hao came two years ago, but the neighbors saw their sister and brother together, and they also sympathized with the fact that they usually take care of the two sisters and brothers in everything.

Especially after Zhao Jingxiang went to work in the dance hall at night, he often heard that when Hao was at home alone, when the neighbors saw him at home alone, they often asked him to eat melons, drink and chat. He is not lonely at night.

However, Zhao Jingxiang talked to Wen Hao, but told others about her work in the dance hall. It's always a bit unpleasant to say this kind of thing. So the neighbors didn't know that Zhao Jingxiang was working in the dance hall. I know that it is not easy for a woman to live with a younger brother, so these women usually have a broken mouth, but their hearts are still very good. It's better than someone who is sanctimonious on the surface, but secretly does everything he can to hurt the heavens and cause a bad stomach. It seems that Wen Hao in the past is the latter kind of person, who wears like a successful person during the day. At night, he either went to a dance hall and nightclub to mess around, or completed the organization's murderous mission. Use the blood-stained money to live your own superficial life.

Now Wen Hao finds that living a simple life is also very happy. Wen Hao got up and walked to Aunt Zhang's side, looking at the children looking at the watermelons with their eyes, and being able to eat watermelons was a happy thing in their eyes. Aunt Zhang patted her son's hand with her hand and said, "Give it to you Brother Xiaohao first, don't rob it, everyone has a share." ”

Wen Hao took the watermelon handed over by Aunt Zhang, in fact, there is no need to be polite between neighbors, too politeness will make them angry, thinking that they are outsiders, and some people think they are looking down on them.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang," Wen Hao still thanked them.

"It's just different for kids who go to school. Really polite. Not like my child, the wild elephant monkey. Aunt Zhang said to Wen Hao with a smile. In fact, Aunt Zhang was also a little strange in her heart, this Wen Hao seemed to be a little different, the original Wen Hao was not like this. But she didn't take this matter to heart, maybe the child grew up.

"I'm not as good as them when I'm young, and I also worry about my family." Wen Hao said with a smile.

"If only they grew up to be as sensible as you are."

"When they grow up, they will be sensible, and people will always grow up." Wen Hao said.

The child got the watermelon and dispersed, Wen Hao also returned to his straw mat and lay down, and couldn't help but think of Zhao Jingxiang's sister.

Every time Zhao Jingxiang came back very late,. Sometimes Wen Hao was already asleep when he came back, and he came back late to do this kind of work, and Wen Hao was a little heartless in the past. I have never cared about Zhao Jingxiang, but Wen Hao now is different from before. He was a little worried that Zhao Jingxiang would run into bad people when he came back late from work, although this had never happened before, it didn't mean that it wouldn't happen in the future.

Thinking of this, Wen Hao couldn't sit still, think about it, let's go pick up Zhao Jingxiang, if something happens, Wen Hao will regret it for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Wen Hao put away the mat and put the straw mat home.