In Huangjiadu, Gulangyu, there are dozens of refugee camps, refugees can be seen everywhere, and there is garbage on the streets, and the order is quite normal. More than a dozen people with the emblem of "Gulangyu United Relief Association of All Walks of Life" on their arms walked past the refugees, carrying their burdens, and the refugees quickly surrounded them when they saw them. Sister Zheng walked in front and said, "Everyone, please get out of the way, please get out of the way!" ”

When the refugees heard this, they hurried to a temporary bamboo hut and grass house by the Lujiang River, put down the porridge and rice, and the members of the relief society were evacuated and busy.

"Qingfang, come over and help". Sister Zheng shouted loudly.

"It's coming, it's coming." Qingfang heard the cry and hurriedly answered and walked over.

Sister Zheng and Qingfang worked together to lift a porridge pot and place it next to the bamboo shed, and a group of refugees immediately gathered around the porridge pot, all of whom were carrying bowls.

Sister Zheng shouted at the refugees: "Don't squeeze everyone, don't squeeze, everyone has a share of porridge and rice."

After listening to Sister Zheng's words, the chaotic team suddenly calmed down a bit.

Next, Sister Zheng began to pour porridge into the refugees' bowls one by one, and "Qingfang" distributed pickles, tofu and other accompaniments to them.

Everyone lined up to pick it up.

"In the past, it was two bowls of porridge, but today it's just one bowl!" A middle-aged woman in the team asked puzzled.

Sister Zheng said helplessly: "The Japanese have blocked the strait and cut off foreign transportation, and now food, fuel and domestic water cannot be maintained, and there is no way, you can only watch the rice go to the pot, please bear more!" “

"This Japanese is really not a thing, they want to starve us to death!" An old man in a coarse cloth coat with oily tops and a slight vicissitudes of life wearing similar mirrors screamed and squeezed in.

The old man stretched out his trembling bowl towards "Qingfang", and said weakly: "Girl, give me something to eat, I'm almost fainting from hunger!" ”

Qingfang looked at it, put a bag of pickles and two tofu in the old man's hand, and nodded lightly at him.

The "old man" understood, picked up the pickles and bean curd, and quickly disappeared into the chaotic crowd.

The sun had sunk and the streets were cool and breezy in the wind.

Liu Zifeng walked back tiredly. As he walked, he thought about the torchlight procession during the day, and the passion of the people who were unwilling to be slaves of the country and actively asked for the war of resistance, and he couldn't help but feel surging and enthusiastic. He was full of strength again, and his steps became brisk.

Liu Zifeng passed by a fork in the road and suddenly heard a crisp and familiar voice: "Liu Zifeng!" ”

Liu Zifeng turned around, and there was a girl standing at the fork in the road, her ear-length hair was combed very neatly, and her emaciated face showed a worried look.

He looked a little familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "Oh, are you?!" ”

"I'm Zhou Qingfang, don't you remember me?" The girl smiled and said, "Didn't I scare you when I appeared so suddenly?" ”

Qingfang spoke quickly, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

"Well, I'm timid, I'm a little scared." Liu Zifeng said in a low voice.

Qingfang continued: "You don't recognize me, I also saw you in the procession, and you joined later." ”

Liu Zifeng was embarrassed: "It's a little dark, I didn't see it clearly." ”

"I'm also going home, I happened to meet you here, let's go together!" "Qingfang" explained.

Liu Zifeng listened and said, "I don't want to go home, I want to walk around." ”

Qingfang answered: "Then let's go to the beach, shall we?" ”

Liu Zifeng agreed, and the two walked towards the beach.

They walked along the seashore, the blue sea was as clear as a mirror, the tide was rising, and the rippling microwave made snowflake-like waves, which seemed to indicate that in the near future, the waves would ripple and make huge waves.

Liu Zifeng looked at the sea and whispered: "In the afternoon, your speech is so good and infectious, I want to take a gun to the battlefield and fight the Japanese devils!" ”

"Qingfang" listened to it and said appreciatively: "The national crisis is at the head, the water is dire, and if you are a hot-blooded man, you have to go to the battlefield to resist aggression and defend your home and country!" ”

"I'm ashamed, as a seven-foot man, I haven't been on the battlefield!" Liu Zifeng looked embarrassed.

"Yes! You don't necessarily have to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and serve the country, you also need people in the rear! "Qingfang" said this, stretched out his hand and said: "I am Qingfang, a student of Xiamen University, after the lost campus of Xiamen was occupied by the Japanese army, I came to Gulangyu Island, participated in relief associations from all walks of life, and did some work to help refugees. ”

"You must be working hard as a refugee, right?" Liu Zifeng couldn't help but ask.

"There are a lot of refugees on the island, and the work is harder, but it is much easier than the front line of the Anti-Japanese War, and their lives are still in danger, we are just a little tired. What about you, what do you do? "Qingfang" asked suddenly.

At this time, the waves on the sea are churning, like a devil with a bloody mouth open.

Liu Zifeng suddenly thought of Professor Zhang's repeated admonitions, "Be careful, be careful, be careful", although this girl has seen it herself, and her impression is not bad, but after all, she is not familiar with it, she must be cautious in her words and deeds, and there can be no mistakes.

Thinking of this, Liu Zifeng became a little sad and said: "I was originally a photographer in a photo studio on Xiamen Island, and I followed the boss to make a living, but the boss and the proprietress were suddenly arrested by the Japanese puppet police, and the photo studio was seized. ”

"It seems that we are all fallen people at the end of the world, and we will take care of each other in the future!" "Qingfang" also said heavily.

Liu Zifeng said with a ashamed face: "I just arrived on the island, and I don't even have a job, so you can help me more in the future!" ”

"Qingfang" said happily: "Help you, I will do my best, but my ability is limited!" ”

Liu Zifeng answered: "You work in the relief association, at least you can solve the problem of eating, but I haven't even solved the problem of eating." ”

"If you want, I can introduce you to Sister Zheng, the relief society is short of manpower." Qingfang said briskly.

Liu Zifeng thought for a while: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do your work, I'm not good at dealing with people." He smiled wryly.

"It's okay, you can exercise, look for me when you think about it!"

"Hmm!"

Two people walked on the Pen Mountain Road at night.

The wide road on the seashore, brightly lit, and beautiful cars carrying foreigners drove past them at a high speed.

"Why was that photo studio closed down by the Japanese, could it be that the shopkeepers really have a connection with the anti-Japanese elements?" "Qingfang" asked puzzled.

Liu Zifeng said innocently: "It shouldn't be, Boss Liu is obedient to the people and respects the Japanese very much, I don't know why the Japanese treat him like that, some time ago, he was beaten by Japanese spies, and his head was bleeding." ”

"Oh, that means the Japanese spies have been eyeing him, why is that?" Qingfang asked again.

He suddenly became alert, but shook his head again and said, "I don't know this very well. I don't know how Boss Liu and the boss lady are doing now? ”

"Qingfang" said: "If you are arrested by the Japanese, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky!" ”

"Oh! I hope Boss Liu's family can escape this catastrophe! Liu Zifeng said deliberately.

"Qingfang" comforted him again: The matter is over, you want to open something!

Liu Zifeng deliberately said: "Boss Liu's family, people are really good." ”

"What can people do, in the end, they will still be arrested, it is better to resist and have a good time!" Qingfang answered.

Liu Zifeng was silent.

The two of them came to a small and shabby building with the words "United Apartment" written in front of the door.

Liu Zifeng stopped and said to Qingfang: I've arrived.

"Qingfang" looked at it and asked with a surprised expression. "Oh, where you live? It's too basic, isn't it? ”

Liu Zifeng smiled bitterly: "There are so many refugees in Gulangyu, it's good that I have a place to rest!" ”

"That's just as well." "Qingfang" paused, then stared at Liu Zifeng and said, "It's all downstairs, don't you invite me to go up and sit down?" ”

"It's a little inconvenient to share a house with someone, a stranger!" Liu Zifeng said embarrassedly.

"If it's inconvenient, forget it!" "Qingfang" said enthusiastically to Liu Zifeng: "If you have time, go to the 'Relief Society' to find me, I will introduce Sister Zheng and them to know you, it may be good for you!" ”

"Okay!" Liu Zifeng said gratefully.

"See you another day." "Qingfang" turned and left.