On the night of the candles in the cave room, Taro Yamaguchi held a red candle to shine on the bride's face, and Jing Ling's face appeared in front of him, but at this time, Taro Yamaguchi couldn't help himself......

Taro Yamaguchi is about to go to Lianyungang as Gao Yulin's personal representative. Before leaving, Sato instructed him: "We are interested in the Shandong base area asking for our white flour, and you must grasp this business." In the name of your company, of course. ”

White flour? What's in there? Taro Yamaguchi walked with a melancholy mood. What else can a spy do, it's just sabotage and troublemaking. With his home country Japan on one side and his second hometown China on the other, what a difficult choice!

In order to save his life, Taro Yamaguchi entered the spy study class in a desperate situation, and was brainwashed by the instructor before he had this idea again. This is the kind-hearted Taro Yamaguchi, who had never thought this way before.

It's only been a few days since I left Japan, but why does the motherland seem so far away? …… Yoshiko's face...... The Japanese who suffered for the war...... There is also the intense agent training: the political negotiation class of "Threat from the Eighth Route Army Base Area"; the courage test to assassinate Chinese prisoners of war and the people alive, and was tied to a fake shot in the depths of the jungle; After that, he lurked in Shanghai and entered the trading house......

China, I have been away from you for a few years, but my memory is so clear.

"Taro, why have you been in a daze lately?" Gao Wujiang walked over and asked.

"This ......" Taro Yamaguchi quickly cheered up and said, "I'm going to Lianyungang tomorrow, I don't know what it's like over there now?" ”

"It's a brainstorm!" Gao Wujiang pouted and said, "It's not the same as before, a poor and backward place? ”

"Ahh Taro Yamaguchi was very upset and said, "Listen to your tone, it seems that this is not your hometown." ”

"Am I telling the truth!" Gao Wujiang hurriedly explained, "Mine doesn't mean that, although the base area is hard, it is always the base camp of the anti-Japanese resistance." Now I ask that I, Mr. Taro Yamaguchi, go to the base with you, okay? ”

After hearing this, Taro Yamaguchi said: "The company is going to talk about business, and in this war-torn era, you can't go sightseeing, what is the matter with a woman!" ”

"It's a shame that you won't let me go!" Gao Wujiang said with a particularly sad look.

The next day, Takago put Taro Yamaguchi on the train, and when she was leaving, she took out a pocket watch and put it in Taro Yamaguchi's pocket and said, "This is my wedding gift to you, and you should always carry it with you, just as I am by your side." ”

Taro Yamaguchi arrived at Lianyungang by train and was warmly welcomed and received by the staff of the Binhai Naval District.

The Xinmin District arranged for Taro Yamaguchi and his entourage to inspect the market, and on the carriage in the base area, Taro Yamaguchi and Li Yaozhong, the head of the Xinmin District, got acquainted, and they were close in age and had a very speculative conversation. At this time, Manager Hu Changrong came over and said to Taro Yamaguchi: "If Boss Gao comes to see it in person, I think he will solve the problem of shareholding immediately." ”

"I will definitely introduce the new scene I have heard and witnessed to Mr. Gao truthfully, and persuade him to join the shares." Taro Yamaguchi said with a smile on his face.

At the meeting of the board of directors of "Eika", Taro Yamaguchi raised the issue of importing flour from the Japanese, which was opposed by most of the directors. They think that the quality of Japanese flour is high and the price is high, so it is better to use goods from northern Jiangsu.

Taro Yamaguchi insisted on his opinion, so he said, "That's not good! ”

"This ......," Hu Changrong stood up and said, "Since it is Mr. Gao Yulin's opinion to use Japanese goods, please discuss this matter with the Northern Jiangsu Commercial Bank." ”

Taking advantage of the rest time, Taro Yamaguchi came to the Ganyu Ma'anshan Martyrs Cemetery with a bouquet of flowers, he bowed his head in front of the martyr's tomb to mourn, and his brother's instructions before his sacrifice echoed in his ears: "After you go back, don't forget to go home to see Da and your sister, don't forget, don't ......"

Nanei Nishioka left the Martyrs' Cemetery and walked towards his elementary school involuntarily, and the scene in front of him reminded him of many memories of the past. So, he walked into the empty open-air classroom, and the text that his adoptive mother had written on the blackboard, "The wild geese flew north, flew to their hometown after a long absence" appeared in front of him again. He found the seat he had sat in—the tables and chairs seemed to be much smaller.

As soon as Nanrong Nishioka sat down, a little boy's voice sounded behind him: "Uncle, you have sat in my seat." ”

"Why don't you come home for lunch?" Nanrong Nishioka asked.

"I ...... I made mistakes, lied, and didn't dare go home. The little boy lowered his head and said softly.

"Wang Group!" A familiar woman's voice came from outside the window.

"Hey!" The little boy agreed, saying, "The teacher called me." ”

As he spoke, the little guy ran out with his bag on his back. So, Taro Yamaguchi also walked out of the "school".

Ah, Mom, it's her! My long-missed mother...... Once upon a time, it was also along this road that Djibouti led Minamiei Nishioka (Taro Yamaguchi) and Isho home from school...... Now, Mom is close at hand, a few years away!

"Mom!" Taro Yamaguchi finally broke through the spiritual net and shouted from the bottom of his heart. Djibouti turned his head and looked at it for a moment, with mixed feelings: "It's you?" Nam Rong! It's true...... Is it really you!? ”

Taro Yamaguchi stepped forward to support Djibouti and said excitedly: "Mom, I'll bring you a letter, why don't you reply?" ”

Djibouti shook his head and said, "We haven't heard from you since your eldest brother died...... When did you get back? Why not go home......"

When Taro Yamaguchi came to his former home, he didn't dare to tell his mother what he had been doing in the past few years, so he had to make it up and say: "I drove to Shanghai with the army, and then I stayed there because I was wounded." ”

"Mom, now that China and Japan are fighting hotly, you won't dislike my son, right?" Taro Yamaguchi said with tears in his eyes.

"Kid!" Djibouti said earnestly, "I have been in Qingdao for many years, I know most of the Japanese expatriates, most of you are descendants of Xu Fu, and you are also peace-loving, there are only a few militarists, it is a bad thing, and you are what I watched grow up, how can I dislike you?" ”

Taro Yamaguchi asked, "Mom, how is Ling Jing?" ”

"Okay!" Gibbu happily said to Taro Yamaguchi, "Xiaoling is engaged in anti-Japanese work. She, she doesn't give up until the Yellow River, she is almost twenty-eight years old, she says that she won't get married, she firmly believes that Brother Nan Rong will come back. You see, how happy she must have been when she waited for her to come back......"

Taro Yamaguchi was secretly surprised: "What, she is not married yet?" This...... How can this be good......" After a long time, Taro Yamaguchi said bitterly, "Mom, I'm already married...... I'm sorry Xiaoling......"

When Taro Minamiyamaguchi said goodbye to his adoptive mother, Jing Ling was on her way home. As she walked, she thought about the carefully embroidered "Wu Song Fighting the Tiger" handkerchief in her spare time for a year, and Wu Song's head was created with a photo of Nanrong Nishioka, which poured all the love of an innocent girl. Because he walked too fast, he actually dropped the "baby" on the road.

Jing Ling entered the house and saw her mother sitting there alone in a daze. After a while, her mother said, "Xiaoling, there is a ...... at home today." Guest, he is the Eighth Route Army, knows Nanrong Nishioka, and says Nanrong ...... sacrificed. Forget about him, kid. ”

Jing Ling didn't cry, she hugged her mother and said, "I don't believe it, I feel that he didn't sacrifice, he is still alive." He'll be back, he will......"

On this day, Manager Hu Changrong and his entourage, accompanied by Gu Mu, Fang Xiao, Li Yao, and others, visited the large-scale production situation in the base area.

Suddenly, Mr. Hu Changrong picked up a brand-new handkerchief, let it go and looked at it, and couldn't help but freeze. Sigh: "This is incredible! ”

Gu Mu said: "This handkerchief is a girl who has spent a year and spare time, and it has just been completed recently, how can it be lost here?" ”

Mr. Hu said: "It is the tradition of the Eighth Route Army to collect gold, and this handkerchief should be handed over. But I love this artwork not only for its skill, but also because it resembles one of my business peers! ”

The next day, Gao Shikui called and decided to participate in the investment, and the agreement to establish a commercial bank would be officially signed. At the same time, Taro Yamaguchi received a telegram: "To celebrate the birthday of my husband, I will arrive in Hong Kong City from Shanghai this morning and arrive in Hong Kong City at 16 o'clock." Wujiang. ”

Taro Yamaguchi looked at his watch and asked Manager Yang to take leave temporarily, Hu Changrong smiled and said, "Go and pick up Mrs., come in a while." ”

Taro Yamaguchi hurriedly thanked him and hurriedly drove to the train station.

At the same time, Li Yaozhong and Jing Ling walked into the door of the hotel. Jing Ling saw Li Yaozhong send her discarded handkerchief one day, and heard Lao Li talk about a Japanese who looked like Wu Song, and her heart was full of surprise and doubt, so she insisted on coming to see it herself. After the pleasantries, Jing Ling asked for the name of the Japanese man and asked to meet him.

So, Manager Hu Changrong said with a smile: "I should see him, he went to the train station to pick up his wife, and he will come back immediately, his surname is Yamaguchi, and his name is Taro Yamaguchi......"

When Jing Ling heard the words "Taro Yamaguchi", it was as if someone had been slapped on the head. She held back the disappointment and pain in her heart, and quietly left while everyone's attention was focused on other topics.

Who knew that Jing Ling was just at the gate, and he was meeting Taro Yamaguchi to pick up Gao Wujiang, his eyes were facing each other, and he had mixed feelings, and the two of them didn't know what to say for a while?

"What's going on?" Gao Wujiang, who was dressed luxuriously, stepped forward: "Who is this young lady?" ”

"My little sister." Taro Yamaguchi paused and said, "Her name is Jing Ling." He introduced to Jing Ling, "This is my wife, your sister-in-law, Gao Wujiang." ”

"Sister-in-law!?" Jing Ling smiled, "Nice to meet you...... Ah, it's time for me to go back. ”

Jing Ling threw away the handkerchief and rushed out of the gate, walking faster and faster, almost trotting all the way......

That night, Taro Yamaguchi was thinking about the handkerchief that Jing Ling had thrown away, and Wu Jiang came over and said sarcastically, "Haven't seen enough? You're not going to sleep tonight, are you? ”

Gao Wujiang asked him again: "Who is that young lady yours of?" ”

"It's my sister and my girlfriend from my youth."

"No wonder, old lover who has been reunited for a long time. I still think you're a chicken! Gao Wujiang said sourly.

"Were you a virgin before you married me? If she is a virgin, why is the blood so black and smelly? It won't be pre-put chicken blood! ”(.mkxs.)

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )