Siheyuan: Married a female spy at the beginning of 1944

When Liu Guotao heard Yan Bugui's words, he thought of the little girl that He Daqing brought to the Tan Mansion.

The little girl's name is Yueya.

She is very pretty and hardworking. She has been looking for work to do in the Tan Mansion today and has not been idle at all.

"Master, Yueyaer is..."

"Guo Tao, please go back first. It is really inconvenient for my family to entertain you today. I will treat you another day."

He Daqing was afraid that Liu Guotao would reveal Yueya's whereabouts, so he quickly interrupted him and ordered him to leave.

He Daqing now wants to kill a few more Japanese.

I'm not in the mood to entertain Liu Guotao.

Besides, the current situation is not suitable for drinking and chatting.

Liu Guotao also knew that he couldn't really help with this matter.

Moreover, he had seen more brutal atrocities committed by the Japanese than He Daqing.

No matter what, Beijing is a metropolis.

The Japanese were relatively well behaved in the city.

But in the countryside outside the city, the Japanese's Three Alls Policy was no joke.

The number of deaths is too great to count. Sometimes entire villages were massacred, burned, or shot.

He nodded with a heavy heart.

"Master, I'm going back first, alas!"

I wanted to say something, but I felt like there was nothing much to say.

After thinking about it, there is only one sentence in my mind: Heaven moves with vigor, and a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement.

The body was wrapped in a straw mat and temporarily placed in the house.

It took He Daqing a long time to calm down.

He and Yuerong actually have no feelings for each other.

I just feel that the Japanese are really going too far.

They killed people so wantonly on Chinese soil.

"Brother Yan, find someone to take the body out of the city tomorrow morning. These few dollars will be my contribution."

After throwing down a few Lianyin notes, He Daqing returned to the Central Courtyard.

When Li Wanqiu saw He Daqing coming back, she immediately went to greet him.

"Wow, you came back so early today, that's great. I, I, what's wrong with you?"

Li Wanqiu had just said two sentences when she noticed that He Daqing's expression was not right.

This made her originally cheerful mood become gloomy along with He Daqing.

"Yue Rong in the front yard was beaten to death by the Japanese."

"Ah? This, this, ah!"

Li Wanqiu didn't know what to say.

So many people have been killed by the Japanese these days that people even think it is normal for them to kill people.

It would be abnormal if the Japanese started to reason.

He Daqing looked at the pig food on the table and became angrier and angrier.

He turned around and went out, walked around the gate, and then came back carrying rice and flour.

"Eat this."

The two children, He Yuzhu and Yu Shui, also felt the depressing atmosphere of the adults.

So after dinner, the two went back to their room to sleep.

He Daqing helped Li Wanqiu clean up the dishes neatly.

"How's your leg?"

Li Wanqiu rolled up her trouser legs and placed her injured calf on He Daqing's leg.

"Please help me remove the gauze and see if I need to change the dressing.

I feel a little itchy, probably because it's recovering. My wound has scabbed over and the gauze is stuck.

I don’t dare to move.”

Li Wanqiu's legs are smooth and delicate, flexible and elastic, long and straight.

"Your shoes have stained my clothes. I will take them off for you."

He Daqing took off Li Wanqiu's shoes directly.

Because of her leg injury, Li Wanqiu didn't wear socks.

Under the oil lamp, Li Wanqiu's feet were crystal clear, with a faint halo of jade.

Although there are some slight calluses on the soles of the feet, it does not affect the overall beauty and sexiness at all.

He Daqing accidentally touched it several times when he was changing the dressing.

Li Wanqiu's face turned red to her ears. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at He Daqing.

He tried to pull his foot back twice, but it didn't come out. Then he said unconvincedly:

"I asked you to change the medicine, not to touch it. After you change the medicine, can you keep an eye on me? I want to send a telegram. I have been missing for so long, the higher-ups must think something has happened to me."

“I didn’t touch you, it was just too dark and I couldn’t see clearly. Besides, it’s like whoever likes to touch you doesn’t have legs.

You should go to bed early today. After changing your medicine, I have to go out for a while and may be back late.

As for the telegram, let's send it tomorrow. The transmitter is hidden deep and hard to find."

He Daqing planned to kill the Japanese, as he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't kill anyone for a day.

Today, he encountered such a thing again. He felt that if he didn't kill two Japanese devils to vent his anger, he would be suffocated to death.

"Didn't you promise me? You have to send the child away anyway!

If you keep doing this every day, something bad will happen sooner or later."

"It's okay, don't worry, the Japs can't catch me."

He Daqing carefully opened the gauze and peeled it off layer by layer.

I saw that there was no festering on the wound, and even the edges of the scab were sealed.

Just wait for the flesh inside to grow out slowly and push off the scab.

To be on the safe side, He Daqing still applied some medicine on Li Wanqiu's leg.

Then I changed the gauze and rewrapped it.

Li Wanqiu sat on the bed and watched He Daqing bandage her gently.

Suddenly I thought how nice it would be if the world wasn't so chaotic and she wasn't a spy for the Military Control Commission.

Then she will marry He Daqing, and they will be able to live a stable life.

Then they would have a few more children, raise them, and coax their grandchildren together and take them out for a walk together.

After bandaging the wound, He Daqing did not put Li Wanqiu's leg down immediately.

Looking at Li Wanqiu's feet, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"This foot is so beautiful, like a work of art."

"Mu?"

I accidentally kissed her.

Li Wanqiu was stunned. She really didn't expect that He Daqing would use this childish method to heal himself.

"You, how could you do this."

As she said that, she lay down on the bed and covered her head with the quilt.

This is so embarrassing. I, I, what should I do?

She began to play out various scenarios in her mind.

What should I do if he pounces on me?

I must refuse him, but I am not as strong as him, and there is nothing I can do if he forces me.

In fact, he is a nice guy, and we are now husband and wife.

Alas, my life is so miserable. He Daqing, if you ever let me down in the future, I will never let you go.

Li Wanqiu hid in the quilt for a long time, and only came out after she felt a little stuffy.

Then he glanced back secretly, but didn't see He Daqing.

He sat up and looked around the room, but didn't see He Daqing.

"He Daqing, you bastard. You'd better not come back. I'll wait for you to come back, humph."

He Daqing left the courtyard and went straight to the Japanese gendarmerie.

Although He Daqing's strategy has always been to squeeze the soft persimmon first and then touch the hard persimmon.

But today, he wanted to see how hard the hard persimmon was.