Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Jiang Jiyun was extremely anxious at this time. She just wanted to contact Sixth Grandpa immediately and tell him everything that happened here.

On the other side, Zhang An was worried. He was afraid that they had been targeted.

After all, in this situation, the two of them might not be able to ensure Jiang Jiyun's safety and get away with it.

If her space is exposed outside, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Sheng Hongcai was afraid that they would misunderstand, so he personally led people to escort the three of them out of the city.

Chen Meng carried Jiang Jiyun on his back and remained highly alert all the way. His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, not missing any corner where danger might exist.

Zhang An's hands remained at his waist, as if he was ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

When they passed by, some people saw the child on Chen Meng's back and thought that he looked like the little doctor who saved them.

Those people originally wanted to say hello, but after noticing their vigilant expressions as if facing a great enemy, they all shut their mouths at the same time, fearing to cause unnecessary trouble.

When they arrived outside the city, they said hello to Sheng Hongcai and hurried back to the camp.

Jiang Wenming and Xiao Lingchen had been waiting at the intersection. When they saw them return safely, they were surprised at first, and then they quickly walked over to greet them.

When Jiang Wenming approached, he immediately saw the child with glaring eyes on Chen Meng's back.

He couldn't help but ask Zhang An beside him in confusion: "What's going on? Why do you all look so grim? And Xiaoyun, why does she look like she's going to kill someone?"

Zhang An sighed and said, "Let's go back first."

When we returned to the tent, Jiang Jiyuan was busy preparing lunch with Peng Yongyan and others, with his face as red as a ripe apple.

Xiao Wei saw the group returning from afar and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. He blurted out, "Huh? Why didn't you have lunch in the city before coming back? Is the situation there so serious that we can't even stop for a meal?"

Before Zhang An and the others could answer, Jiang Jiyun rushed forward like a gust of wind and grabbed Jiang Jiyuan's sleeve tightly.

She shouted anxiously, "Uncle, brother, something terrible has happened! Let's go back to the tent and talk."

Jiang Jiyuan saw her and quickly comforted her, "Don't worry. If it's not some military secret, just tell it here."

Jiang Jiyun thought about it for a moment and agreed, so he stopped insisting. His cherry lips rattled off everything that had happened in the city.

Zhang An and Chen Meng also interjected from time to time to add to the story, making the whole story clearer.

As Jiang Jiyun spoke, the smiles on the faces of Jiang Jiyuan, Jiang Wenming and others disappeared without a trace, replaced by a gloomy look.

After Jiang Jiyun finished speaking, he sat down on the rock like a puffed-up pufferfish.

Xiao Lingchen, who had been watching her from the side, silently handed her a kettle. When Jiang Jiyun saw it, she took it without hesitation and drank the water in big gulps.

When Jiang Wenming heard this, he couldn't help but feel distressed for his sixth uncle.

He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Just how big of a grudge does the Dong family have against Qiu Qilu? Could it be that they have teamed up with Sixth Uncle to dig up Qiu Qilu's ancestral grave?"

Jiang Jiyuan suddenly asked his sister, "Have you contacted your Sixth Grandfather?"

When Jiang Jiyun heard his brother's question, he stopped drinking water and put the lid of the kettle on.

She shook her head and replied, "No, I'm afraid Sixth Grandpa and Master won't be able to accept this fact. What if they get so excited that they have a stroke? I don't want anything to happen to Sixth Grandpa and Master!"

After hearing what his niece said, Jiang Wenming hesitated for a moment and said, "Then...should we not tell them about this for now? We can find a suitable time to tell them when we return."

Jiang Jiyun's eyes rolled around, and she suddenly came up with an idea. She lowered her voice and said to Jiang Wenming, "Uncle, it would be great if we could bring that devil back and let Sixth Grandpa and Master take revenge for him personally!"

As she spoke, Jiang Jiyun secretly glanced at her brother, as if observing his reaction.

Jiang Wenming cautiously glanced at his eldest nephew who was staring at them with a half-smile, and felt a little uneasy.

He quickly said righteously, "Let's wait for your brother to communicate with the people in the city and see if they can hand the person over to us for disposal. We shouldn't cause any trouble."

Jiang Jiyuan stared at them intently, watching them singing the same tune and coordinating with each other in lying.

His already red face turned even redder in an instant, and he was obviously extremely angry.

Zhang An saw this and quickly reached out to pat Jiang Jiyuan on the shoulder, comforting him, "Don't be angry, Jiyuan. I'll contact the people above and see if they can help communicate."

Jiang Jiyun suddenly said, "Brother, I don't feel sorry for the Tang family at all now. There are also bad people in my own sect. The main reason is that our country was really leaking everywhere at that time, like a big sieve."

Zhang An gently stroked Jiang Jiyun's pigtails and sighed, "That's right. It wasn't just back then, the situation isn't much better now."

"Those damned Japanese spies, like bugs hiding in dark corners, assassinated our people in various cities and stole our military secrets."

When Jiang Jiyuan took out everyone's lunch boxes and prepared to eat, Xiao Lingchen, who was sitting next to him, suddenly pulled his clothes gently.

Jiang Jiyuan turned his head in confusion, only to see Xiao Lingchen pointing at his throat with a painful expression on his face.

Jiang Jiyuan immediately understood what he meant. He said to Xiao Lingchen apologetically, "I'm so sorry, we can't cure your throat yet. But don't worry, we'll probably have the medicine to treat you in ten days or so. This matter can't be rushed, so you have to be patient."

Hearing Jiang Jiyuan's words, a trace of disappointment flashed across Xiao Lingchen's face, but he still nodded silently to show his understanding.

At this time, Zhang An, who was sitting opposite them, noticed their conversation and asked Xiao Lingchen with concern: "Do you know where your family is now? Where do you plan to go after your throat is healed?"

Xiao Lingchen shook his head slowly, his eyes looking a little dim.

He took out the small notebook and pencil that Jiang Jiyun gave him and started writing.

After seeing what he wrote, Zhang An patted his shoulder with heartache.

It turned out that all his relatives had unfortunately died in that terrible bombing, and now he was the only one left.

His eldest brother and second sister joined the army two years ago. He didn't know where they were, whether they were still alive, or even whether they would have the chance to reunite in this life.