After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Jiang Shiyuan, the caring and thoughtful little cotton-padded Jiang Dashuai's shoulder soothingly and smiled sweetly.

"Okay, Dad, don't blame yourself too much. It's all because of that Japanese spy who was too insidious and cunning!"

Marshal Jiang frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "That thief is a Japanese spy? How do you know?"

Jiang Shiyuan naturally couldn't tell the truth, so she turned her beautiful eyes and made up a plausible excuse.

"Dad, doesn't A-Yan work at the Shanghai Arsenal?"

"When we were at a party last week, she whispered to me that a spy had recently sneaked into their arsenal and attempted to steal military secrets. Fortunately, he was discovered by the guards in time."

"But one of the guards was unfortunately hit by a strange poison needle and died on the spot."

"The spy was knocked unconscious by another guard, and then sent to the Military Control Commission for secret interrogation overnight. It turned out that he was a Japanese spy from the Inoue Mansion."

"Ayan is very interested in mechanical mechanisms, so he even took the mechanism that launches poison needles to study."

"Coincidentally, the mechanism she described to me is exactly the same as the one that hurt my father."

"So I concluded that the thief was a Japanese spy!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shijia clenched his fists, his face full of resentment.

"Father, although the Japanese spy who hurt you is dead, my sister and I will definitely investigate their real purpose in murdering you, clean up the remnants of Japanese spies that may be hiding in the military camp, and avenge you!"

Marshal Jiang waved his hands and stopped them, saying, "Jia'er, Yuan'er, since this matter involves Japanese spies, it is very serious. You must not act rashly!"

Jiang Shiyuan quickly held onto Marshal Jiang's rough, warm hand and said gently, "Don't worry, Dad. My brother and I know the severity of this matter."

Marshal Jiang nodded and looked at them lovingly.

"By the way, Dad never asked Adjutant Xie to tell you about my condition. How come you two siblings came here so quickly?"

Jiang Shijia's eyes darkened when he thought about being transferred away from the Northeast, and then he began to explain.

"It's like this, father. The 67th Army, which was formed after the Northeast Army I was in was downsized, and was transferred to northern Jiangsu a few days ago. The garrison is in Yangcheng, which is very close to Xicheng."

"Besides, your birthday is coming soon, so I asked my little sister to come visit you and give you a surprise."

"I see." Marshal Jiang nodded, feeling quite relieved. "You two brothers and sisters are really thoughtful!"

"Dad, maybe this is the tacit understanding between family members!"

Jiang Shiyuan smiled and said, "Although we are far apart, we always care about each other in our hearts."

Marshal Jiang couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, after all, blood is thicker than water, and even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected."

"You two are my dearest brothers and sisters. I feel relieved to see that you are safe and sound!"

Marshal Jiang had heard about the downsizing of the Northeast Army before, and then he thought of his old friend and lowered his head and sighed.

"Alas, ever since the Xi'an Incident, my nephew Xueliang was imprisoned, and the Northeast Army has been..."

"I am so ashamed of myself, Brother Zuolin, for not being able to take good care of my little nephew..."

Marshal Jiang's words were like a fuse, instantly igniting the guilt and regret that had been accumulating in Jiang Shijia's heart day and night for the past six months.

Like a little boy who had lost a fight and went to cry to his father, he suddenly fell on Marshal Jiang's lap and couldn't stop crying.

"Father, why? Why is it Brother Xueliang who is imprisoned instead of me?"

"I was the first one to propose the idea of ​​military remonstration, but everyone thought I was crazy!"

"Only Brother Xueliang defied all the opposition and volunteered to join Brother Hucheng in risking his life to implement the military remonstration."

"Although we have basically achieved the goal of stopping the civil war and uniting to resist Japan, Brother Xueliang has been imprisoned until now, and the Northeast Army is now divided into pieces..."

"Father, I hate it so much, I regret it so much, am I really wrong?"

Jiang Shijia is a tough guy, but in front of his father, he still reveals his vulnerable side.

Jiang Shiyuan had never seen him so out of control, and was also surprised that the real initiator of the "Xi'an Incident" was actually his own brother.

Marshal Jiang gently stroked his son's head, his eyes red as he said, "Jia'er, you are wholeheartedly serving the people and the country, and the great cause of resisting the Japanese invaders. It's not your fault!"

"Dad is right. You are not wrong, brother. The ones who are wrong are the people in power and the world!"

"Only if the White Party sincerely cooperates with the Red Party, unites to face the outside world, and overcomes the difficulties together, can we completely drive the little Japanese back to their homeland!"

Jiang Shiyuan held his brother's hands tightly, which were covered with calluses from long-term training, and spoke excitedly.

Marshal Jiang and Jiang Shijia were both shocked at the courage of Jiang Shiyuan, a young girl who was inexperienced in the world, to criticize the current social ills and her ability to see through the current situation.

"Great! Xiaoyuan is very insightful. You are worthy of being my daughter, Jiang Zhengxiang!"

"Little sister, I understand. Thank you!"

Jiang Shiyuan said seriously: "As the saying goes, a tiger father will have a dog daughter. We are a family and we don't have different opinions!"

Then the father and his two sons clasped their hands together, with the father's big hand placed at the bottom, holding a small medicine box that could save his life if his beloved wife's spirit in heaven were still alive.

Jiang Shiyuan's eyes welled up with tears as he choked up and said, "Dad, brother, and mother who has always protected us silently, although we were born in troubled times, as long as our family is together, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome!"

"Good children, good children..." Marshal Jiang burst into tears and held his children's hands tightly.

"My little sister is right. Being together as a family is better than anything else!" Jiang Shijia nodded heavily.

"Brother, I came here this time and brought you and dad some small gifts!"

Jiang Shiyuan wiped away his tears, stood up and walked to his suitcase.

"What gift is it? Why are you hiding it?" Jiang Shijia calmed down and came over curiously.

Jiang Shiyuan opened the box and took out two exquisite wooden boxes.

"This is..." Marshal Jiang and Jiang Shijia looked at her in confusion.

Jiang Shiyuan opened one of the wooden boxes, and white powdery medicines were neatly arranged inside.

"Is this... sulfa?" Marshal Jiang was a veteran after all, and he recognized it at the first sight.

"Dad, you have a really good eye!" Jiang Shiyuan nodded with a smile, "This is the domestically produced sulfa powder I developed myself, named 'Hualong Brand' sulfa powder!"

"What? You developed it yourself?" Jiang Shijia's eyes widened in shock. "Little sister, you are amazing. You are worthy of being a doctor who studied abroad!"

"This is good stuff!" Marshal Jiang excitedly picked up a small bottle of sulfa powder and looked at it carefully. "With this, our soldiers will suffer less!"

"Dad, you're right!"

Jiang Shiyuan opened another wooden box, which contained neatly arranged white pills.

"This is Hualong brand sulfa tablets, which are more convenient to take."

"Good, good, good!" Marshal Jiang clapped his hands and laughed, his face full of pride and satisfaction.

"Xiaoyuan'er, the domestically produced sulfonamides you developed have made a huge contribution to the country and the people!"

"Little sister, brother is proud of you!" Jiang Shijia patted Jiang Shiyuan's shoulder excitedly.

Jiang Shiyuan said solemnly: "Dad, when I return to Shanghai, I will ask Jiayuan Pharmaceutical to equip Jiang's army with more domestically produced sulfonamides!"

"Good boy, as long as you have this intention, your father will be satisfied!" Marshal Jiang nodded with satisfaction.

However, the brother and sister did not notice that there was a heavy look hidden deep in Marshal Jiang's eyes...