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In 1945, Yuzhou was in a state of depression.

The car slowly climbed up the mountainside, the fire-like kapok was in full bloom, and the fall was like a brocade, paving the halfway up the mountainside like an unfolded painting scroll, which was dazzling.

A kapok plant was destroyed and lay on the path.

The car had to stop.

The tall man in a brown-colored striped suit got out of the car, then opened the back door and helped the woman in the dark green cheongsam to get out of the car.

There was also a young woman, dressed in a checkered coat.

"Mom, this is Dad's former residence?" Su Yue looked at the ruins of the war-torn wall, frowning slightly. The official residence in my mother's mouth is a picturesque place.

Today, the courtyard is deeply planted with vegetation, and it is no longer possible to see the former style.

Bai Qingge helped his mother to step over the fallen kapok tree and walked forward.

The twig-twig iron gate has long been incomplete, and the vines that entangle the gate are still swaying, but they have lost their original green beauty and clinging to them messily.

The path in front of the door was once planted with white roses, but now it is not covered with weeds.

Skirting the trail is a huge flower bed where various camellias used to be planted. In the early morning of late autumn, the painting floor likes to pick camellia flowers with cold dew, insert them in a crystal vase, and place them at the head of their bed, accompanied by the strong and fragrant fragrance of camellias, or read a book, or draw eyebrows.

The carved gate has long been gone, and although the small building stands, it is dilapidated.

The doorway was wrapped in heavy cobwebs, and the smell of dust rushed towards you.

Bai Qingge stepped forward, stirred up the cobwebs with a big wooden stick stained with dust and mud at the door, and then asked Hualou hesitantly: "Mom, I don't know if this room is sturdy, why don't we accompany you to the back to have a look?" ”

Hualou shook his head and said with a smile: "This was once your father's official residence. At that time, there were always assassinations of him, and this house was built by his own hands, and ordinary bullets could not pass through, and it was stronger than any construction...... Let's go in and see. ”

Bai Qingge and Bai Suyue looked at each other, but after all, they did not refute the painting building, and followed into the official residence.

The painting floor remembered the first time he stepped into this hall, although it was twenty-five years ago, but suddenly yesterday. At that time, she went through a life and death before she met her husband.

She is not a person of this era, and she was reborn in this era, and she also complained: she didn't go to the prosperous world, but came to this turbulent era.

Fortunately, the ruler of Yuzhou at that time was a white cloud with the world in mind.

Maybe she came just to have a relationship with him, right?

He returned to China from Singapore in 40 years and did not die in battle, but broke a leg. Yun Yuan took him in and recuperated from his injuries. The studio only found him in the summer of '41.

He was in poor health, broke his leg, and was sick because of the bullets in his body. Half a year later, he died at the age of 60.

Sixty years old, a soldier full of wounds and diseases, he can be regarded as the end of his life.

The moment she advanced into the flat room, Hualou's body was weak, and if Bai Qingge hadn't helped her quickly, she would have fallen.

And Yun Yuan rushed in like crazy.

She attached herself to him, refusing to leave, her terrible cry seemed to shine into the heart of the painting building, her heart was torn apart, and she could never be found again.

The nurse and the doctor pulled Yun Yuan hard until Bai Qingge said, "Aunt Yun, let my father go quietly!" ”

Yun Yuan was stunned and let go of her hand.

This time, he was no longer suspended from his death, and he was literally not breathing.

It didn't take long for Yuzhou to fall as well.

Bai Suyo has been participating in the war as a military doctor, and Hualou and Bai Qingge returned to England.

It wasn't until the Japanese were beaten out of Yuzhou half a month ago that the painting building had the idea of returning to China to have a look.

Bai Yungui died of illness in the first month of 1942, and it has been a year since then.

Hualou was originally in good health, but over the past year, her body has weakened, and she has never left her body with medicine every day.

I don't know why, she always feels that her life is not long, and if she doesn't come back to see, she really won't have a chance.

She asked Qingge to send a letter to Su Yue, and asked Su Yue to arrange it, and Hualou and Qingge returned to China to see the official residence. Su dated and replied quickly, saying that he could come back.

The marble steps were covered with moss, and Su Yue and Qing Ge supported the painting building left and right.

They left Yuzhou after they were born, and they had no memory of the official residence, and the painting building took the trouble to tell them about the old affairs of the official residence.

"Mom, were you scared at the time?" The mother walked around the official residence, sat and rested on the rockery in the back garden, and Bai Suyue heard her mother say that she was left in the official residence to deal with the Japanese, and her heart was raised.

"Don't be afraid!" Hualou chuckled, "Mom's generation has been scared several times, but that time doesn't count." ”

"How many times?" Qingge also asked.

Hualou thought for a while and slowly recalled: "The first time, when I came back from Lincheng, I saw that the sofa had changed at home, and Rong Zhou lived in the official residence. The second time, Qingge didn't know how to cry when he was born; The first time, your father secretly left Singapore......

I was scared for the first time, thinking that your father's love was a flash in the pan, and I forgot it in a blink of an eye; The second time I was afraid, thinking that the child I had worked so hard to give birth to was inherently insufficient; The first time I was afraid, I was afraid that he would never come back......"

Bai Yungui really didn't come back.

There was silence for a while.

Hualou took a deep breath: "Now, your father is gone. Although Suyo's work is dangerous, you have realized the ideal of defending your family and country, and you are already a strong warrior; Qingge supported the family business, and your brothers and sisters finally grew up safely. When I came back to look at the official residence, my mother didn't care. ”

Bai Qingge's face changed slightly: "Mom, what are you talking about!" You see my grandmother, she is still so healthy, and my uncle and my little uncle got married. Su Yue and I haven't started a family yet, why don't you have any worries? ”

Hualou smiled bitterly, raised his hand and gently touched his head, like a child.

She was reluctant to say that she had never slept soundly for a single day in the years.

As long as you close your eyes, you will dream.

The years when she had returned to Baiyun in her dream began to replay, and from the very beginning to the years when she went to Singapore, she often woke up crying.

She ran out of energy, ran out of oil, and the lamp withered.

Back then, she persuaded Bai Yungui to put down the troops and fake his death to get out, saying: "I have to let go of everything I can." ”

She is the same with the children, even if she is reluctant, she can't hold on. She has been waiting, waiting for the liberation of Yuzhou, waiting for her to come back and take another look at the official residence.

Hualou sighed and did not answer Qingge's words.

Su Yo looked at her, and tears couldn't help but fall, and she threw herself into her mother's arms and cried.

"What's wrong?" Hualou smiled and smiled, and there were tears in his eyes, "Okay, Mom will naturally say something deflating when she is sad, where will she die tomorrow?" I still want to watch you get married, and Qingge marries a daughter-in-law. ”

Suyo cried more and more painfully.

When I returned to the hotel in the evening, I was not energetic and rested early when I was very tired.

Su Yue pulled Qingge to his room and spoke: "What's the matter? It's only a year, and my mother's body is all broken! How do you take care of your mother? ”

The voice choked unconsciously.

Bai Qingge sighed abruptly: "After Dad left, Mom's health has been bad!" She had a fever several times a month, and I often heard her talking alone...... She may be hallucinating! Dad left, and she lost her support. ”

"Impossible!" Suyo is hard to accept, "Mom is such a powerful person......"

The mother in her memory is always smiling and elegant, confident and flying, no matter most of the wind and rain, she always laughs at it, and finally discusses it with her father, and it is very smoothly resolved.

Bai Suyue's impression of her mother is a woman with a calm and strong heart, how could she collapse because of her father's death?

My mother was very good at horseback riding, swimming, and tennis, and she exercised a lot, and Suyo never remembered that her mother was sick!

"Mom is amazing, that's because her father supports her." Bai Qingge said, "Father is gone, who is she so good to show her?" ”

Bai Suyue was slightly stunned.

Back in the UK, it was already August 1945, after the unconditional withdrawal of the Japanese from Singapore, some of the Chinese settled in the UK, and some were ready to return to Singapore.

The Bai family still plans to return to Singapore, and they still have some industries in Singapore.

was about to leave in October, but it was delayed because Murong Painting House died.

Forty-five years old, which should be a very healthy age, but she died.

Grief enveloped everyone's hearts for a moment.

Cai Wei cried bitterly, and when she calmed down, she said to Long Yong: "It's hard for her to hold on for so long!" She came back with General Bai's ashes, and the whole person was lifeless, probably feeling that she had nothing to love. But she couldn't let go of Qingge and Suyue. ”

Bai Qingge has been able to support one side, Bai Suyue has also been trained on the battlefield, for the sake of a brave military doctor, the heart of the painting building, can be put down?

When her heart is put down, she can't get through it anymore.

On the day of the funeral of the painting building, it happened to be Zhang Erbai Yunling's birth date.

She has been infertile for many years, and for some reason, after coming to the UK, she suddenly became pregnant. At first, she vomited in the morning and felt unwell, she thought it was cancer or some serious illness, so she went to the hospital for a check-up, and it turned out to be pregnant.

Bai Yunling didn't want to give birth, she said to Zhang Junyang: "I suddenly got pregnant at this age, I don't know if the child is healthy, or forget it......"

Zhang Junyang understands her real worries, she is afraid that she will not be able to treat her biological child and Zhang Qin equally, right?

Everyone persuaded her to give birth, and even seventeen-year-old Zhang Qin said excitedly: "Mom, I want a sister, you can give birth to a sister!" ”

Two hours after the funeral of the painting building, Bai Yunling's child landed on the ground, a healthy baby girl.

The British like to use the names of their ancestors to name their children in memory of their ancestors.

Bai Yunling discussed with Bai Qingge if she could name her daughter after the name of the painting building.

Bai Qingge nodded tearfully.

Bai Yunling gave birth to a daughter at the age of forty-five and was named Zhang Hualou.

The flowers bloom in spring, a cherry blossom blooms outside the window, the war has changed the world, the old era has ended, whether people want to or not, they have to hurry into a new life with the pace of the years.

Bai Yunling hugged her daughter and remembered the song she sang to Bai Yunzhan at the beginning: "

givea homuffalo roam

e deer and the antelope y

ldomheariscouraging ord

and the skies are not cloudy all day

home，homethe range，

e deer and the antelope y

ldomheariscouraging ord，

and the skies are not cloudy all day”

Such a life has been spread out in front of them. These people of the old era will always leave one by one, the white clouds will return, and the painting building will leave......

In a few years, it will be their turn, and this is the cycle of life and death in the world, and there is no need to grieve.

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