Every time Shui Qing felt wronged, a small face the size of a slap wrinkled: "Who knows what she thinks?" The old lady has always been in poor health, and now that she hears this kind of news coldly, how can she be fine? No, Mr. Shen has already come just now, saying that he is going to have surgery, and he has been sent to the hospital just now. ”

I slammed the duffel bag in my hand to the ground and scolded angrily: "She is really a good person, if grandpa has three long and two ends, what good can she get!" ”

Shui Qing wiped her tears and said timidly, "Miss, don't be angry with yourself." The old lady Jiren has his own natural appearance, and there will be nothing wrong. Just now, before the third wife left, she took care of me and said that if you come back, let you rest at home and let you not go to the hospital. ”

I couldn't help but wonder, "Why is that?" ”

Shui Qing's face was dazed: "I don't know much about this, my wife said that you are too straight, and when you see the second wife in the hospital, they don't know what to do, it's better to stay at home." ”

I was even more indignant: "They just saw that my father and brother were not there, and my mother had a good temper, and they felt that now was a good opportunity to fight for the family property." But they don't want to think about how this battle will end and how long it will take to fight, even if they force their grandfather to death, what will they get! ”

Shui Qing saw that I was seriously angry, so he began to change the topic: "Why didn't Miss Wei come back with you today?" ”

As I ripped off my scarf, hat, coat, and all the restraints, I replied to her angrily: "Well, her injury has long been healed in February, and she has been asked to participate in all the activities of the school during this time, and this guy is very happy." ”

Shui Qing is young, but she has a compassionate heart, and she is often preoccupied: "Miss, don't think that Miss Wei should take it lightly when she is injured, the third wife said that she needs the care of relatives and friends the most at this time." She asked with a little gossip and a little worry: "Miss Wei can't find her family, so what can I do with the tuition?" The third lady said she was ready, but she didn't know how to talk to her. ”

I replied to her angrily: "Hey, there was such a big thing in February to help the wounded, and the school naturally reduced the tuition and miscellaneous fees." Besides, those classmates of ours are all from big families, and everyone knows her situation and deliberately organizes fundraising. At that time, even imported prosthetics and wheelchairs can also be bought. When I thought of my mother now being surrounded by herself, I was angry: "Do you think I'm really just sitting on the sidelines now?" What if they were to gang up in the hospital and make it difficult for my mother? ”

When I asked this, I didn't expect Shui Qing to give me an answer. With a heavy heart, I hurriedly grabbed a few bites of my hot lunch and went upstairs. At this time, the thing I thought about the most was that if the second brother had already encountered an accident, then would I have any reason to continue to entangle with Gu Zuoyan?

I took a shower, leaned on the bed and looked through my second brother's notes, only to realize that I had spent all these years with him, but I really didn't know him. After the second brother went abroad, he studied economics at New York University, which is a mysterious and distant subject for most Chinese, and has nothing to do with the life of firewood, rice, oil and salt. In his notes, however, I saw a completely different answer. It turns out that when a country becomes rich and strong, it can not only rely on industry to save the country, but also rely on the economy. Of course, if I didn't have this notebook, I wouldn't know that my second brother, who had always been just a hot-blooded young man in my mind, began to count the economic losses caused by the war to China shortly after the war began.

You must know that in this war, many people are only concerned about their own lives and the way out of their families; There are also some high-spirited ones, focusing on the victory or defeat of the battle and the rise and fall of the country; There are also some people who are full of humanitarian spirit, through the fog of war and diplomacy, and lock their eyes on the little people, so that the victims of war are no longer cold and impersonal numbers, but vivid individuals with rich memories.

But almost no one pays attention to the devastating effects of the war on the country's economy, the bombed-out buildings, the flooded fertile fields, the impossible to replicate cultural relics, and the properties that can no longer be found...... At a time when life and dignity are challenged, the value of these things outside the body cannot be compared with that of times of peace. However, when people come out of the war one day, they will find that they have lost far more than they imagined, and these things are often never recovered.

The second brother used strong and powerful strokes to mark next to the numbers and records he found: The city of Nanjing was broken, the death toll exceeded 200,000, and the property damage was innumerable, and it could not be counted until the end of the war and the defeat of Japan. Nanjing is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, full of historic sites, and the essence of Chinese civilization has been destroyed by the enemy. The second brother has never been a conservative person, and in my memory he has never spoken in such a tone of Wen Zou, and now he can only do it for one reason, that is, his love for this country and the splendid ancient civilization.

The notes came to an abrupt end three months ago, and a few days before his disappearance, the second brother was still tirelessly recording the scenes he had seen along the way, including heavily armed professional soldiers and defeated soldiers along the way, and of course, there was no shortage of mountain kings who occupied the mountain. These people form an intricate web of relationships, and the teahouse becomes a news hub. Here he heard about the battles going on all over the country, and the national army fought and retreated, giving up the beautiful rivers and mountains and the prosperous cities.

He saw the beautiful scenery of the border pass, but more importantly, it was the great harm caused to ordinary people in this era of war and chaos. Because of the poor harvest and the war, the peasants' livelihood was gradually cut off. Some people have eaten the last bit of food at home and bid farewell to their hometowns in tears, begging along the way and becoming endless homeless people. He depicts in great detail the people who are swollen from hunger, their faces in a sallow and swollen state, as if the pus in them will spurt out with a touch of their hands. They don't look thin, especially their abdomen is swollen as if they are pregnant in October and about to give birth. In the bleak cold wind, they wore thin clothes, shaking like autumn wind sweeping away leaves. Along the way, one or two rigid corpses were thrown every minute, and these people didn't know where they were going.