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He looked at Li Guofeng and Gu Xiaozhen with red eyes, "It doesn't matter if you sacrifice or I sacrifice. You and I are both soldiers. Xiaozhen, since you have chosen your own belief, you can also sacrifice for it. Who is Lianzhou his mother?" , a lonely woman, unarmed, took her life without knowing it. Tell me, can she know why she died when she was about to die?" Then, he stared at Gu Xiaozhen: "Xiaozhen, do you know? Lianzhou was with his mother at that time. If his sister-in-law hadn't seen the clues before, and his mother took him to move once, they would have lived in that pavilion forever, you guys In that case, the news you get today is not the news of Lianzhou's mother's death, but the news of Lianzhou's death. You know what Lianzhou means to my sister-in-law, to me, and to the Shen family. What are you talking about, where is your conscience?" Xiaozhen was also frightened, she shook her head and said, "No, no, Zhaoshi, this is a misunderstanding. I didn't know that Lianzhou would be with his mother. Lianzhou, the child I also watched him grow up, how can I watch him lose his life. Zhaoshi, you believe me, I really didn’t mean that.” Since the last meeting in the tavern, Xiaozhen confessed to Li Guofeng The real relationship with Teruishi.Guofeng's family is simple, and he is simple and straightforward. He is completely ignorant of the grievances and entanglements in such an aristocratic family.

Zhaoshi sighed: "Of course I know you didn't intend to hurt Lianzhou. I'm just disappointed with your actions. By the way, my sister-in-law set up a memorial tablet for Lianzhou's mother in the ancestral hall, and she is my elder brother's Mrs. Ru." Even though she is gone, at least her son will offer a stick of incense to Hanshi Qingming.” At this point, he saw Xiaozhen and Guofeng look at each other, and he also moved the corners of his mouth, and then said: “You don’t have to worry, The previous planning can still be counted. Even if it is a dispute between the two parties, it should be fought on the battlefield. I, Shen Zhaoshi, do not like the matter of economic blockade, and the victory is not won by force."

Li Guofeng shook Zhaoshi's hand, "No matter what, brother is still brother, thank you for your kindness." Zhaoshi shook his head with a wry smile, and left the tavern.

At night, Zhaoshi was lying on the hospital bed, the smell of disinfectant made him more and more awake, and it was so irritating that he could hardly fall asleep.If it wasn't for the accidental mention of Lianzhou today, he felt that Guofeng and Xiaozhen had planned to discuss with him about joining the Communist Party.The Communist Party he knew before, whether it was Guofeng Xiaozhen or Jiang Pu and Sui Jingyuan, made people feel like a spring breeze.Perhaps, today he would seriously consider their suggestions.But now he was at a loss again. This kind of melancholy is depressing, he casually opened the "Novel Monthly" by the bedside,
Holding a paper umbrella, alone
Wandering long, long
And the lonely rain alley,

I hope every time
A clove
A grumpy girl.

She has

the color of lilac,

smells like cloves,

Lilac-like sorrow,

mourn in the rain,
sad and anxious

She wanders in this lonely rainy alley,

Holding a paper umbrella

like me,
Like me
walk silently,

Indifferent, desolate, and melancholy.

she approached silently
Approached, then cast
Breathing eyes,

She drifts by

like a dream,

Sad and confused like a dream.

Drifting by in a dream

a sprig of lilac,

This girl floats beside me;

She went away silently, far away,
To the crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy alley.

In the lamentation of the rain,

faded her color,

Loose her fragrance
Dissipated, even her
breathless eyes,

Lilac-like melancholy.

Holding a paper umbrella, alone
Wandering long, long
And the lonely rain alley,

I hope to drift

A clove
A grumpy girl.

The author of the novel was actually a senior whom Zhaoshi knew very well. He had met him twice at the Shanghai University Literary Association. He remembered that this senior also had a heart for revolution.Looking at these lines of poems now, I must be in pain and hesitation.Lilacs had never been planted in Shen Yuan's yard, but there were two thriving plants in the Women's Workers' School. Before the May [-]th tragedy, Xiaozhen went to the school to find him, and the two stood under the lilac tree and had a conversation.Now Xiaozhen is like the girl in the rainy alley, going away silently, leaving him with the sorrow and resentment in his heart, leaving him alone in the long rainy alley.

The Spring Festival is coming.

Zheng Hai has been on winter vacation and returned from Japan.On the second day after returning to Shen's house, they got into Huanzhu's room, and the two of them didn't know what to mutter.Lian Zhou was looking through magazines in the living room bored, when the phone rang, he ran over and picked up the receiver.Without saying a word, he jumped and ran to the second floor, shouting as he ran: "Mother, mother, the second uncle called and said he was coming back for the New Year. He also said that my aunt and uncle would be back too."

Jingxian took off her glasses—she never thought that her eyes would become blurry so quickly, she stood up from the desk, looked at Lianzhou with a smile: "Okay, okay, it's best to come back, let's have a good New Year Go and call your brothers and sisters."

After a while, Zhenghai Huanzhu and Lianzhou were standing in Jingxian's room.Jingxian ordered: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are still many things to do at home. After the Chinese New Year, Miantao will get married, and she should go back to prepare the dowry. Don't worry about it at home. The old girl Sangzhi's man is gone. A few days ago, I sent someone to say that I want to come back to work, and I have already agreed. When she comes, Huanzhu will help to settle down. Her husband's family name is Zhou, and you will call her Mrs. Zhou in the future. Zhenghai went to pick up your mother. At home, it's easy for you to come back, and spend more time with your mother, don't just know that you are tired of being with Huanzhu every day. Let Huanzhu take care of the family affairs in the future. If you have any questions, Zhenghai will ask your mother for advice. " Lianzhou listened to the short stories of these parents, opened his mouth and yawned, Jing Xian frowned, pretending to be angry: "You are not used to being a decent child, you see who in this family can stand like you standing next to me, Standing wobbly and not looking good." Lian Zhou smiled and said, "I'm just spoiled, that's what mothers are used to. Quickly tell me what to do, son listen." Jingxian scolded him: " Go to your room to write Spring Festival couplets. Zhenghai did this in the past, and now it’s your turn. Please calm down and write, your second uncle is coming back, so please take it easy.” Lianzhou pouted: “Mom, You will scare me with the second uncle. It seems that if the second uncle does not come back, I will not be able to write well." Then he blinked and asked: "I have written Spring Festival couplets this year, so I don't have to do the job of choosing sesame seeds? "Jing Xian couldn't help laughing, "Whoever you don't do, do it. You are the youngest in the family, so you should do it. Also, the three of you, sweep the house and wipe the copper. You do it every year. Don't let me talk about it this year." Lian Zhou sighed: "I am the youngest in my family no matter what, when will I be able to make it!" Then he glanced at Huanzhu and Zhenghai, and smiled narrowly: "Brother Zhenghai, you are going to marry my sister soon Well, you guys gave birth to Xiao Maotou, so I can be the second uncle!" Then he tilted his head and thought, "Should I be the second uncle or the uncle?" Huanzhu blushed to the base of his ears, and Zhenghai came over to grab him. Touching Lianzhou's ears, "Stinky boy, what are you talking about?" Lianzhou covered her ears and said, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts," while calling: "Mother, brother bullied me." Jing Xian watched from the side with a smile. The two pulled and dragged, pushed and shoved out the door.