After arriving in Sichuan and settling down, Jiang Gubei successfully retired and went to Chongqing.

Soon it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, no matter how peaceful the world is, the Mid-Autumn Festival will always pass, Jing Mingchen and his colleagues together, according to the local local method to wrap moon cakes for the children, a group of people to open the way to the river, eating earth moon cakes to enjoy the two rounds of moon in the sky and in the water.

Jing Mingchen sat alone by the river in a daze with half a moon cake, this is the first time she has not spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with her family when she is so old, if there is no war, where would she be today? Maybe he is already married to Jiang Gubei?

Suddenly, someone behind her called her name, Jing Mingchen turned his head and rubbed his eyes incredulously, Jiang Gubei?

Jiang Gubei walked up to her and sat down: "Why don't you go and play with the children?" “

Jing Mingchen's tongue was knotted, and it took a long time to ask, "Why are you here?" “

Jiang Gubei looked at her with a smile: "Lao Chen is unwilling, and he wants to knock me again, no, invite me here to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival." “

He looked at the moon cake in Jing Mingchen's hand and took it directly from her hand: "It's just right, I haven't eaten the moon cake yet." “

Jing Mingchen was a little nervous, she didn't touch the spring water with her fingers when she was at home, this was the first time she made something, she wanted to snatch it back, but Jiang Gubei had already sent it to her mouth, he frowned slightly, and after a long time, he commented: "This kind of moon cake, just give it to me, or don't poison the children." “

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, leaving a sum of money, Jiang Gubei hurried back to Chongqing.

Later, he would come to school every once in a while, and the students would call him Uncle Jiang.

The war went on day by day, and life in the rear became more and more difficult, and the life of teachers and students became simpler and simpler day by day, and later they cultivated their own land to grow vegetables, Jing Mingchen put away the old clothes and put on a homespun shirt, and the life in Hankou seemed to be as distant as the last century.

Jiang Gubei frowned every time he came to see her: "Why do you feel uglier every time I see you than last time?" “

From 1938 to 1946, Jing Mingchen worked as her teacher in a small city in Sichuan and did not get married, and Jiang Gubei worked as his industrialist in Chongqing and did not get married.

At the end of 1946, they all returned to Hankow.

In 1949, a friend he knew planned to go to the harbor area or the United States, but Jing Mingchen did not go, and Jiang Gubei did not go.

They are still single.