On the day of the Lugou Bridge War, Zhiqiu was still a guest in Qufu Confucius's mansion, his father-in-law Wu Yunshan and the Confucian family were in-laws, introduced him to know Kong Decheng, although Kong Decheng was only seventeen years old, he had already made small achievements in calligraphy and gold and stone, and liked to make friends with literati and scholars, Zhiqiu and a group of friends had lived here for many days, and heard that the war in North China had recurred, Zhiqiu could not rest assured that he could not leave home, and immediately resigned to Kong Decheng. When Yan Shenggong heard that Zhiqiu had a wife who was about to give birth, it was inconvenient to force him to stay, so he took out a picture of Kang Youwei's words and a group photo of everyone on the rockery of Confucius Garden.

The autumn tossed and turned by carriage, long-distance bus and train, the wind and dust came to the house, at the door I heard the loud cry of the baby, and suddenly my heart was happy, this movement is like a boy, enter the door, see the sky is full of urine rings, mother Liu Shao personally sewed baby clothes with a needlework dustpan, he was more sure that this time it was really a boy.

This is the third generation of Liu's lineage in Xuzhou Mansion, the eldest grandson of Liu Taigong, the eldest son of Zhiqiu, a healthy baby boy weighing seven and a half pounds, did not hesitate to take the name of Zhiqiu, according to the genealogy generation, the son is the eldest generation, born in North China during the fierce war, when Pingjin fell, it was called Changping, and it means long-term peace.

When the full moon of Changping, the Songhu war was fierce, Zhiqiu took a telegram to ask for peace, learned that the Chunbao family was safe and sound, a heart was put back into the belly, the enemy is current, the full moon wine has no heart to do, Liu Shao is happy, planning to send the coffin of the prince back to Jinan ancestral tomb for burial, the floating house in front of the Hongfu Temple has stopped for a full ten years, and finally it is time to enter the earth for peace. However, Zhiqiu said that the Yellow River may not be able to stop the Japanese, and Jinan is likely to become a battlefield, so let's wait a little longer for the matter of moving the spirit.

The newspaper said that the people of Shanghai enthusiastically donated money and materials to support the Anti-Japanese War and help refugees, and Xuzhou also had people of insight who called for donations. Zhiqiu was very surprised, he was not in charge of the family, only cared about the wind and snow outside, the economic power of the family turned out to be Liu Shao's in charge, after Jiahui passed the door, virtuous and virtuous, diligent and thrifty, Liu Shao's delegated power, he only cared about eating fasting and chanting Buddha, Dafeng went again, this family inside and out, Jiahui was in charge alone.

Zhiqiu was shocked, he asked where the money went, the rent of the five hectares of land in Shuyang County, and the shares of Shanghai Lin Ji, aren't they all money.

Jiahui carefully calculated the accounts for him, last year's drought, no harvest, where did the land rent come from, the war in Shanghai, Lin Ji stopped work and took refuge, and the stock capital will also be affected, and the family only has no expenses in the account, just the travel expenses spent on visiting relatives and friends outside in the autumn of these years are a lot of money, plus the food and clothing of the family, it is good to save seventy or eighty yuan.

Zhiqiu was silent for a long time, and said that if you don't let Sister Zhang come next month, Sister Zhang is the domestic servant of the Liu family, with a salary of eight yuan a month, this money can be saved, but there will be no one to take care of her mother, let Jiahui take care of the children and serve the elderly alone, I am afraid that she will not be busy.

Jiahui said that how can it be done only to throttle and not open source, I have a way, Sister Zhang's family is also renting a house outside, it is better to rent the south house to her, the right to pay for the salary, the west house is empty, you can also rent it out, you don't have to go out to study, find an errand to do, and you can have a few income to supplement the family. Zhiqiu said that I would go to the trustee tomorrow to find an errand, but what about the donation? Jiahui took out a gold ring and said donate this. The ring is Jiahui's dowry, it is really inappropriate to donate, and finally the autumn only donated five yuan, and a few days later, he asked someone to enter the Wenting Street Primary School as a teacher, wearing a long shirt every day, holding a whip to teach children to read, he saw that the textbook was printed when he was preparing for class: cats and mice, dogs guarding the door, each doing its own thing, people have no occupation, not as good as cats and dogs. I can't help but feel a little ashamed.

Chunbao's letter came, the letter said that there was a war in Shanghai, leaving his mother to live permanently, so that the family should not read it, and told Zhiqiu one thing, that Fuzhou businessman Huang Lingjiu, who had a relationship with Zhiqiu, abandoned business after the 128 incident and joined the air force of Chen Jitang in Guangdong, this time Huang Lingjiu was hit by anti-aircraft guns on the way to bomb the Japanese headquarters in the Battle of Songhu, and unfortunately fell into the enemy-occupied area by parachuting, in order to avoid the shame of being captured, he committed suicide with a gun, and even the Japanese invaders were impressed by his heroism, and he specially ceased fighting for half an hour, and handed over the remains of the martyrs in front of the two armies. Zhiqiu watched Zhuang Huai fiercely, and took the erhu to the courtyard to play a song "Man Jianghong" to comfort the heroic soul.

Thousands of miles away in Shanghai, Chun Bao was also listening to Man Jianghong on the radio, with a stack of newspapers in his hand, he was sad and indignant, he couldn't leave everything behind, and went to Zhabei to join the army, holding a bundle of grenades and the Japanese army's armored car to die together, dying vigorously is better than living so depressed, but he can't die, his mother still needs him to support, his father-in-law had a small stroke last year, his health is getting worse, if he dies, this family will collapse, leaving orphans and widows and a group of women to live in this mixed concession, It is inevitable that it will not arouse the covetousness of bad people.

It turns out that it is harder to live than to die, Chun Bao came to such a conclusion.

There was a child's crying downstairs, Chun Bao was a little upset, and planned to go out for a walk, but went down the stairs and found that it was the mother who was holding the child, John's surname was Chen, which made the mother extremely satisfied, and the waist pole was also a lot harder, because this was enough to prove that his son was not a son-in-law. But John should be surnamed Fu, or surnamed Lin, Chun Bao knows this very well in his heart, but for the sake of everyone's decency, he can't say it, and he has to pretend to be very loving and touch the child's cheek before going out.

The Ministry of Industry mobilized thousands of workers to start from the Ximen Diagonal Bridge overnight, and set up a two-zhang high brick wall along the edge of the entire French Concession along Lujiabang, and the British and American Concessions also used sandbags and barbed wire to enclose the entire area to ensure safety, at this time the population of the two concessions was as high as 3.5 million, and the authorities organized 380 refugee camps to accommodate these influx of people, 2,000 people lived on the Tianchan stage, 4,000 people lived in the Jade Buddha Temple, and 500 people lived in Jing'an Temple, even so, There are still people sleeping on the streets. Chun Bao walked west along Xiafei Road, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, Boss Lin once said that as long as someone does business, the abacus factory will not be out of business. Although the concession is overcrowded, these people are not penniless poor people, but come with soft luggage, in order to earn a living, they will definitely work, do small business, how can there be no abacus to do business, thinking of this, Chun Bao trembled with excitement.

On August 14, a fire in Nanshi burned thousands of houses, Lin Ji shop survived, the machinery and equipment existing in it were intact, Chun Bao immediately found someone to find a car to pull the machine to the concession, and gathered a group of workers, on the first floor of his own Shikumen house to start production, after careful consideration, he believes that the current market needs a cheap simple abacus, so abandon the high-quality mahogany, and use hard wood to make the abacus and beams, the file is changed to bamboo, and the abacus is used on the next four, The number of gears has also been changed from the conventional fifteen gears to nine gears and eleven gears, so that the production cycle is fast and the price is low, but I don't know if the market recognizes it.

Facts have proved that Chun Bao bet on the right treasure, this battle is eight years, the concession has become an isolated island in the occupied area, the economy is deformed and prosperous, as he expected, the refugees ran a single gang for their livelihood, from the concession to buy kerosene, soap, fire, lamps, nails and other hardware and miscellaneous goods to sell in Sixiang, and from the countryside to collect rice to the concession to sell, both sides to earn the price difference, this group of people's requirements for the abacus is small and portable, cheap and durable, Lin Ji made a lot of money by this, In addition, the price of wood and copper stored in the warehouse in Pudong also skyrocketed as the materials became increasingly tight, and Chunbao not only did not go bankrupt due to the war, but made a windfall.

Chun Bao has money, still on time to the autumn remittance, counted as dividend income, he rented a shop, the front shop and the back factory, the workshop moved out of the home, he often said that he earned the national difficult wealth, so more benevolent, the monthly income to maintain the operation of the factory and the expenses of the family of seven, the rest are used to do good deeds, donate money to the nursery, donate money to the refugee camp, donate money to the Red Cross, sometimes buy their own rice to cook porridge, open a porridge shed to help beggars.

One day at noon, it was drizzling in the sky, Chun Bao came back from outside with an umbrella, and saw an old man begging for food squatting at the door of the house, tall, gray hair, carrying a blanket, and a pair of straw sandals under his feet, Chun Bao took out a few copper yuan and wanted to throw it over, and suddenly thought that if his father was alive, he was probably at this age, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little sour, so he picked up the old beggar and invited him to enter the door, the old beggar did not shirk, and followed him into the house, and it happened that the meal was sitting, and the family was waiting for Chun Bao to come back to eat. Seeing that he brought a beggar in, he was dumbfounded, especially Baozhu, who was so angry that he just gave porridge at the door of the house, and actually brought the beggar he picked up into the house, this day was not passable, she put down the chopsticks, used the excuse of feeding the child, and went upstairs without looking back.

Chun Bao did not pay attention to his wife's protests, he took a stool, asked the old beggar to sit down beside him, let the aunt use a big bowl to serve rice, the aunt knew the old man's temper, took the sea bowl full, pressed the porcelain with a shovel for rice, and piled a sharp pile on it before bringing it over, Chun Bao took the rice wine from the cupboard, and the old beggar drank while pulling home, the old man was not humble or arrogant, and dealt with it decently, it can be seen that he was also a decent person, he said that he was a native of Ningbo, surnamed Qian, and his ancestors had a household Shangshu, and he was separated from his children and grandchildren on the way to escape, The sea of people is vast, and they can't find it, so they can only beg along the street, but fortunately they met Chen Dashan, otherwise they would starve to death on the street.

The whole family is silent, the war has displaced countless families, they have a house to live in, food to eat, and reunion, which is already a great luck in the troubled times.

The old beggar ate a bowl of rice, Dafeng had a good heart, and he was going to load the rice again, the old man said that there was no need, I would not bother, there was a thing here, I gave it to Chen Dashanren, and said that he took out an abacus from the blanket and gently put it on the table.

Don't talk about Chunbao, this abacus is Lin Yanhe has never seen it, nine gears, no beams, sandalwood frames, basket files, thick pulp, quiet light, people who play antiques can see at a glance that this is a very old antiquity, Chunbao has been collecting antique abacus for some years, and he has seen a lot of real fakes, and he has practiced a pair of fiery eyes, he was stunned on the spot, this is the legendary Song Dynasty abacus! When he came to his senses and wanted to withdraw a huge sum of money to pay the old beggar, he found that the man had drifted away at some point.

Later, Chunbao found a senior person in the same industry to identify, everyone said that this is very likely to be the abacus of the Song Dynasty, and it is also the Yuan Dynasty, in short, Boss Chen picked up a big bargain, the story is spreading more and more, and it is becoming more and more evil, some people say that God has done a lot of good deeds in Chunbao, and specially sent an abacus immortal to send him a baby, for this kind of rumors, Chunbao just laughed.