Chapter 511: Burning Paper
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Qiao Yuhan wanted to let herself burn some paper for her, but she was a party member, and Qiao Yuhan thought that he was telling a good joke.
But she wants the current An Yinong to laugh, An Yinong really can't laugh, let alone laugh, and even looking at this letter, An Yinong wants to cry a little.
However, this letter is not over yet, and there is still the last part, and An Yinong wants to read it for himself.
"I know the situation in the Japanese bacteriological research branch, and I also know the consequences of my identity being revealed, so I will find a way to commit suicide after I go in, because I can't let my body become a tool for their experiments, and then use what they experiment to deal with our people."
"I'm not going to give them experiments, I'm not going to give them any help, all I can do is die."
"I hope you've found where they are, even if you don't find them, don't blame yourself for losing them, it's not your responsibility, but I hope you've found them, right?"
Yes, we found it, don't worry, An Yinong said silently in his heart.
"Let's fight, we don't see victory, but we believe in victory, and hopefully you will too."
"Nagging, talking a lot, maybe people are dying, and the words are unconsciously increasing. There's nothing more to say, and one more thing, remember not to tell the organization about it, just burn the letter, I'm already content. ā
"Kite, I hope you can live, for me, for my family, to see the joy of victory."
After reading the letter, it was all over, Qiao Yuhan felt that he had written too much, and he felt that he had written too much, but An Yinong felt a little unfinished, how he hoped that Qiao Yuhan could write more, but there was really no more.
Flipping over the back, he couldn't see anything, and Qiao Yuhan didn't say a word again.
Victory!
Aninong never doubted, because he knew that there would be victory, and that he would live well in the future, that the children would not experience war, and that they could live in peace.
Eninong never doubted this, because he knew in his heart that he firmly believed in it.
But even if An Yinong understands, many times An Yinong feels that it is difficult for him to persist and make a choice.
But Qiao Yuhan, Wen Duoduo, Plum Blossom Knife, Zhang Qinian, Fu Ash, these people.
Do they know?
They didn't know anything, how could they possibly know that they were going to win, all they saw was a harsh winter.
It is a snowy land, a cry of lifelessness, and a reality that is struggling to support but retreating.
Why do they believe so much, what are they relying on, An Yinong really can't understand it many times.
He himself knew that there would be victory, so he gritted his teeth and insisted, but these people, these living people, these people of all kinds, these vivid and three-dimensional people.
For a victory that can't be seen at all, to pay a precious life, An Yinong really admires them.
If it weren't for them, how could there be those peaceful years in the future, the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, but the predecessors did not carry trees, but the backbone of a nation.
It is the backbone of a nation, standing in the forest of the world, and the backbone that never bends.
Taking a deep breath, An Yinong felt that his arrival had not changed anything, but he was constantly being changed.
The beliefs of these people and the spirit of these people always infect An Yinong again and again, bringing spiritual shock to An Yinong.
Silently holding the letter in his hand, An Yinong said to himself: "Don't worry, I have already helped you see the victory, it is joyful and celebrating." We have stood up, and the construction of our motherland is getting better and better, I have seen it all, I have seen it all. ā
"I have seen it all, I have seen it for you, but how I wish you could see it with your own eyes, see the victory you have won for yourself, and see the prosperity for which you have given your life."
This letter was very thin and light, but in An Yinong's hand, he felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
This is the condensation of Qiao Yuhan's life, this is the last thing she left behind during her lifetime, she is not rich, she can't leave property.
She was uneducated, she could not leave her writings, but she left behind her spirit, which is what this nation, at this time, needs most.
Originally, An Yinong thought that she was just sending away a comrade who had nothing to love in life and was bent on death, although she felt sorry in her heart, but she also felt that it was her best destination.
Because she at least died a valuable death, she didn't commit suicide in vain, but now An Yinong finds that she is outrageously wrong.
Yes, it's outrageously wrong, he feels that he has underestimated the heroes of the world, and everyone is not as simple as you think.
And Qiao Yuhan asked An Yinong not to tell the organization about this matter, because she didn't want anyone in the organization to regret it because of this matter.
Before he died, he was still thinking about others, what do you want An Yinong to say, An Yinong feels that he can't say anything, he can only fulfill Qiao Yuhan's last wish and not tell the organization about this matter.
This letter should be for himself, Fu Changsheng has not read it, and An Yinong does not want to go against Qiao Yuhan's meaning, although he thinks she is very stupid, and it makes people feel distressed.
Originally, An Yinong also planned to take a break in the car, but because of this letter, An Yinong didn't sleep all night and sat in the car.
Looking at the black sky, from reaching out to see the five fingers, slowly becoming brighter, maybe they have to go through such a process, they have to wait for a dawn, just a night, incomparably long.
A few years may seem like a blink of an eye, but the hardships of these years may leave you breathless for the rest of your life.
In the midst of suffering, time seems to stand still, and An Yinong wishes that every day passed quickly, and that time moved forward as if it were flying.
But no, people say that time is the fairest, it is neither fast nor slow, it is the same for everyone.
But what An Yinong wants to tell him now is, no, time has time and time can really be slow, so slow that it is outrageous, so slow that it is too slow to make people collapse.
Because they are facing suffering, the suffering of their compatriots, the suffering of their homeland, and the time at this time is too slow for them.
An Yinong didn't understand why time was so slow, people kept dying, non-stop, non-stop......
But time is still like this, time is really merciless and cruel.
After the sky brightened, Qin Fanghao came out of the house, and soon got into the car, and the people in the special high class would not react immediately.
"I'm back." Qin Fanghao, who came up to the car, asked An Yinong.
An Yinong squatted in the car and said to Qin Fanghao, "Drive away." ā
Qin Fanghao started the car, and they left, followed by the people of the special high class.
Then halfway through, the car stopped for a moment to buy breakfast.
Then when the car started again, Qin Fanghao had already taken advantage of the chaos to leave, and An Yinong drove to No. 76.
Although there was breakfast at hand, An Yinong had no appetite to move, and the night passed, and at this time, Qiao Yuhan ......
An Yinong didn't want to think about it, but from the meaning expressed in the letter, Qiao Yuhan should be dead.
She didn't want her body to help the Japanese to do experiments, and she didn't want to let herself do even a little bit for the Japanese, so she chose death.
Is death an escape?
No, at this time, An Yinong feels that it is not, it is a face, a strong face.
On the 76th, An Yinong sat in the office, he was in no other mood, just sitting.
Suddenly, An Yinong remembered, left from No. 76, and ran to buy some paper money.
Then An Yinong found a place to burn it, and he knew that the people from the special high class were following, so he would show you, what happened to me burning paper money.
Can't I burn Liu Wei's parents?
When burning the paper, An Yinong also put Qiao Yuhan's letter in it and burned it, although Qiao Yuhan is a party member and has faith, he doesn't believe in these cows, ghosts, snakes and gods.
But An Yinong wanted to burn it to her, because An Yinong didn't know how to express his thoughts, so he could only use such a primitive method.
"I don't know much about the world over there, anyway, just burn a little more, I hope you have a better life."
An Yinong watched the paper money burn clean little by little, and An Yinong got up to leave, and his sadness could not be carried on his back all the time.
An Yinon knew that he was going to fight now, otherwise he would be sorry for anyone, the Japanese bacteriological experimental branch had been found, and the next thing was to destroy them.
Fu Changsheng has already reported this matter to the organization, and the organization should have begun to make a plan.
However, An Yinong and they are also always ready, because this time the plan is likely to still need them, and they have begun to take charge of this matter after all.
Back on No. 76 again, An Yinong called Sun Xiaolong and asked him about the situation.
Sun Xiaolong said that Fu Changsheng had no news yet and was still waiting, An Yinong asked Sun Xiaolong to notify him immediately if he had news, and then hung up the phone.
Pouring himself a glass of water, An Yinong slowly calmed down his mood, although the dead man An Yinong can also be said to have seen too much.
But every time it still brings shock to An Yinong, which shows that his heart is not numb yet, he is adapting, and he is slowly becoming professional, but he has not become numb because of this.
Just like Qiao Yuhan, they are willing to fight for it all their lives, but they will not lose their passion because of this.
Suddenly, An Yi smiled and grinned happily, because everyone is the same, and everyone's struggle will be achieved, isn't it?
With a relieved smile, An Yinong regained his vitality, put down the water glass, and An Yinong picked up the breakfast that had already been cooled and ate it.
He thought it was delicious, it didn't taste bad because it was cold, he ate very happily, every bite was savored, and he felt warm in his heart. (To be continued.) )