On this day, Fangjiazhuang received a welcome card from the young marshal of Sun Mansion.

The three masters of the family all have something to travel, the master, the wife went abroad, the young lady is fine, but some time ago by Mr. Jin's invitation, with the army for half a year, just came back, said to write a military diary, is busy, and the young lady and the Sun family said that it is not an exaggeration to say that there are some grudges, responsible for taking care of the Fang family's affairs, just did not see it, even the gift has not been prepared.

Anyway, it is estimated that at that time, I don't know how many people will go to Sun's house to be courteous, and those who can't go at home will not be conspicuous at all.

"Going around and around, this Young Marshal Sun is still married to his fiancée, how will that Miss Xie be placed?"

Don't look at Aunt Hua easily not leaving Fangjiazhuang, but she is well-informed, to put it bluntly, she is enough gossip, and she knows a lot about the big and small scandals inside and outside Yangcheng.

In the end, Miss Xie couldn't resist the tenderness and sweetness of the young marshal, broke up with the young man, and became the pink beauty next to the young marshal, but she broke off the connection with Xiang Gongzi and became entangled, and the excitement between the three of them earned everyone's attention, and simply fed a large number of Yangcheng tabloid reporters.

However, since last year, Sun Shaoshuai has returned to the arms of his fiancée, and now it seems that he is really going to achieve positive results.

As for Miss Xie, it is estimated that she will soon be forgotten by the young marshal, just like those red and pink Jiao'e who moths to the fire.

Sun Mansion

The Sun family is now no better than before, suffered two defeats and suffered heavy losses, but although the young marshal of their family is fierce and vicious, he is absolutely not confused in the national righteousness, and resolutely does not collude with the Japanese state.

Today, Sun Shaoshuai and his fiancée Jiang Shantong got married.

The two families are world friends, the young marshal and this famous fierce girl in Yangcheng are childhood sweethearts, the two have no guesses, quarrels and quarrels, have been making trouble for more than ten years, and finally achieved positive results, which can be described as a celebration of the whole world.

Xie Bingxin stood at the back of the crowd, his plump cheeks were like withered, and his body had been frosted early, he stood in a daze for a long time, burst into tears, and finally turned his head and staggered away.

She didn't know how long she had been walking, from dawn to dusk, her feet hurt, she came back to her senses, she had arrived in the suburbs, and the scenery in front of her was very familiar, as if she had just accompanied the young marshal on horseback yesterday.

The tree is very tall, take off the belt, shake it three times and finally throw it up, Xie Bingxin gasped for breath, staring at the gray belt in a daze, suddenly someone coughed in her ears, she was so frightened that her legs weakened, she sat down on the ground with a plop, looked back, and saw a woman she didn't want to see anything.

Fang Ruohua didn't expect to meet Xie Bingxin, as soon as she saw Xie Bingxin's face, she felt that it was best for her not to say anything, but when she turned around to leave, she still couldn't help but turn around and whispered: "In this world now, it is easy to die, for the concept in your heart, for the justice of your family and country, you will die if you die, if it is for the sake of other things, it is not worth it." ”

Xie Bingxin's expression was forbearing, and he looked at her blankly.

Fang Ruohua shut up, and didn't continue to say it after all, this was not meant for Xie Bingxin, but he just said it once not long ago, and when he saw another suicide at this time, he simply nagged again.

Shao Ping, who had been following Fang Ruohua, walked over to help Xie Bingxin sort out her collar, took off her belt and stuffed it in her hand, and said with a smile: "Last year, I was framed by Mrs. Xu, saying that I was stealing people, and I was beaten with a stick and driven out of the house, covered with bruises, living on the streets, and no one took me in...... At that time, I also thought about dying, but just when I bumped into the completion of the Yangcheng Martyrs Cemetery, Mr. Fang found me and took me to see, right there, she said that these people sacrificed their lives to go to the country for the righteousness of the family and the country, and died as they deserved, persuading me that if I am not even afraid of death, don't be afraid to do things, if I don't know what to do, just let myself have ideals and do my best for this land, so that I may not get too much material happiness but can fill a person's heart, and people never want to die again...... I was led by the teacher step by step, and now I really don't want to die anymore, I can't help it, I want to sleep until I am tired every day when I stick to the bed, and I naturally don't have the heart to think nonsense. ”

Shao Ping's voice entered Xie Bingxin's ears little by little, but her mind was blank and she couldn't understand it at all, until these two people were gone, she came back to her senses, looked at the leafy tree on her head, and did not continue to seek death.

Once the first time is interrupted, it is very difficult for people to do it a second time.

"Brother Xiang, I'll go find Brother Xiang......"

Xie Bingxin muttered, looking confused, but where is Brother Xiang?

I don't know when it began, there was no news of Xiang Jun, and he was like disappearing from this world.

Also, Xiang Jun did that kind of thing, but he didn't succeed, the Sun family refused to bless him, if the organization didn't spare his hand, it was estimated that he would kill him as a traitor as soon as possible, where would he still have the face to see people?

He has been incognito since then, which is really smart and the only choice.

……

Many, many years later.

Xiang Qingqing lay on the desk and scratched his head hard, "Ahhh ”

Her mother was hooking a sweater, and when she heard the words, she couldn't help grabbing a copy of "The Story of Jing Yi" and knocking her on the head: "Who secretly watched the complete works of Ruohua with a flashlight at night and refused to sleep, and said this kind of thing at this time!" ”

"One yard to one yard, Mom, I'm bitter, do you know how many works Fang Ruohua has in his life? Do you know how many pen names she has changed? Do you know how many languages her work has been translated into and published in many countries? However, each version is slightly different, there are so many translations that people are maddened, a test of modern history will be out of Fang Ruohua's knowledge points, a test of language will also be out, and even the test of English reading comprehension will also be out of Fang Ruohua's article excerpts, that's all, even the elective course Chinese art history also has Fang Ruohua's thing, and let people not live! ”

Her mother was speechless for a moment, her father washed his clothes and entered the door, listened to it for a long time, his face showed a little melancholy, and sighed: "Your grandfather's favorite Mr. Fang's articles, each of her articles has been collected, when he died, he also left his last words, and the funeral only needs her book, but unfortunately, Mr. Fang's life is too short, and his soul will return to Huangquan in his thirties." ”

Xiang Qingqing was also embarrassed to rejoice, puffed up his face and continued to endorse.

Xiang's father looked at his daughter for a while, smiled, and didn't say his doubts after all.

In the history books, every time Mr. Fang is mentioned, there is more or less a character who is Mr. Fang's ex-husband Xiang Jun, after all, Mr. Fang has been unmarried for the rest of his life, and people can only say about this Xiang Jun, although he is a negative character.

He had been suspecting in the early years that his grandfather was Xiang Jun, although the name was wrong, his grandfather's name was Xiang Yi, but he had inadvertently read his grandfather's previous manuscripts, and most of the signatures on it were blacked out, so that there were one or two fish that slipped through the net, it was the word Xiang Jun, and when he talked about Mr. Fang, his demeanor was very abnormal.

I still remember that he was only six years old that year, and he accompanied his grandfather to sit on the mottled recliner in the courtyard and listen to the book review - "Xie Ansheng Talks about the Republic of China".

When Xie Ansheng talked about Mr. Fang, his grandfather burst into tears and laughed maniacally: "Why do you write, why do you paint, why do you do so many things, why do the world praise you, respect you, why...... I can't get rid of you in my life, no, no, Fang Ruohua is my wife, a village woman, I am a hero, I am a big hero! I have a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine, I have ideals and beliefs, and I have all the envy of other men......"

The words were crazy, even his child was startled, he knew that his grandfather had mental problems, and he heard his father say that his old man was drugged in his early years and extracted from opium, but fortunately he met a good person at that time and forced him to quit, he has no value for letting people keep an eye on it, no matter how to toss, after all, it was not completely destroyed, but he still went crazy, he was confused all day long, and his body was getting worse and worse!

Hey, the old man has been miserable all his life, I don't know how many sins he has suffered, and now the old man is gone, whether he guesses right or not, let all this drift away with the wind, although there has been a wave of whitewashing for historical figures on the Internet recently, but to blow it on Xiang Jun's head, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult, who let the only mark left by his old man is Fang Ruohua's ex-husband, in addition, there is no more value that can be spoken.

"By the way, Dad, I want to visit Mr. Fang's memorial tomorrow, I heard that Premier Gu's descendants will go, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, can you subsidize the cost of travel?"

Xiang's father couldn't cry or laugh: "There are not many things in the memorial hall except for some manuscripts, so don't you have to go there every year, isn't Mr. Fang's military diary going to be reprinted?" With that money, it's better to buy a set of support. "Anyway, it can still be collected, and it will definitely appreciate in the future, and now Mr. Fang's books, especially the batch that was misprinted and recovered, have been fried to two million, and other Republic of China editions are also very expensive.

Having said that, Xiang's father was still reluctant to disappoint his daughter.