Nashan Nahe

She is so young, but she has to suffer so much torture from birth, so, leaving, for her, for us, may also be a relief!

My sister was cremated, and my father and I returned to Tianjin with the ashes. When my mother heard about it, she was in pain. She was still young, according to family customs, so I didn't set up a monument for her. This short relationship came to an end in front of this earth bag without a tombstone. When I buried the last shovel of soil, I left without looking back. From now on, she is also the only one born in Tianjin and stayed in Tianjin among the eight members of my family (why not there are eight members included)!It is true, born here, raised here, died here...

Not long after, not for a letter, she said that she returned to Peiping a few days ago and rushed to Xishan for the first time, only to find that I had left and learned the news of my sister's death from Aunt Hu. She didn't comfort me, she just mentioned One sentence, then, tell me about her going out to shoot this time, and tell me that everything is fine with her.I know she is afraid of making me sad again, so I didn't say much, but I am indeed sad, there may be some way, life and death come, who can stop it? !Jian Jian wrote back to her, telling her that now she was just waiting for her father to find a new school site as soon as possible, because the north was already very dangerous...

After many efforts, my father found a suitable school site in Bengbu, a yard near the outskirts, which looked like a private house, but it was enough. My father arranged a train to send all the teachers and students to Bengbu one after another in the second half of the year. I remember, leaving On that day in Tianjin, my mother, who was seriously ill, leaned out of the car window and said to me weakly, "Jiayu, close the doors and windows tightly." I went back and checked carefully to make sure the doors and windows were closed. What's the use of just getting in the car?We have never been able to return to this "home".

When I first arrived in Bengbu, at the beginning of the second year, after I lost my sister, I also lost my mother. She had an old problem of asthma, and later developed into tuberculosis. In addition, she lost her flesh and blood, which made her health worsen. The Spring Festival will be over. She finished her 45 years of life.

I didn't cry, I just quietly burned paper money for her in front of her grave. This traditional woman always has guilt towards her children. Even though we are all adults, she still felt uneasy before leaving. She left us, and she feels guilty towards Jia Ming even though she has left us!Before the mother left, she even said that she should have died earlier, that she should have died in Tianjin, so that she could be with Jiaming and not let the child be alone during life and after death...

Not to mention in the letter that she had been a mother and daughter with her biological mother for 14 years. At the age of 14, she lost contact with her family and mother forever, but at the age of 14, she became my mother's daughter again. So far, it has been 14 years. She said that the two mothers are the same in her heart!

When her mother was dying, she couldn't come to Bengbu, nor could she attend the funeral, but since then, she has been wearing black and white plain clothes all her life. She hasn't said anything, but I know, I understand, she is using her For the rest of my life, I will always be filial to my mother!

This new campus, because it has not been used for a long time, has many large and small potholes on the dirt road, so in the beginning of spring, a few teachers took the whole school teachers and students to start leveling the campus, and the shovel was not enough, so they made their own tools. Simple tools were nailed on the board, and many girls were holding bamboo baskets, picking up stones, and paving the road. Although it was hard work, we finally had a place to stay. Same, class in the morning, and when you are free in the afternoon, grow vegetables collectively.

Jiaqi took her children and her two younger brothers to Nanjing with their father after their mother passed away. I stayed and guarded the school and my father's will, which was also my will. But everything seemed to be just a superficial appearance. Ushered in a greater disaster.

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With the support of the leadership of the Communist Party of China, at the end of 1935, the 6000th Movement broke out in Beiping. More than 100 students took to the streets to parade. students were arrested.

At that time, He Buwei, Ling Ping and colleagues from the newspaper were also at the scene. After returning to the newspaper, Ling Ping wrote an article filled with righteous indignation, criticizing the authorities. Also because of this, there was a big fight.

"What are you doing?" Ling Ping looked at the manuscript that He Buwei had brought back in front of her.

"This can't be posted" Why don't you drink your saliva and look at Ling Ping

"why?"

"We have agreed before that we only report on current events and do not participate in comments or politics. Your article violates the principle."

"Principles? What are your principles? If you don't participate in the comments? If you don't participate in the comments, how can you give the public an objective statement?"

"It's not up to you or me to say, so I can't post it anyway"

"Why not!" Ling Ping was a little annoyed, she stood up suddenly, and shouted to stop why not, why not stand still and look back at her

"Are you afraid of taking responsibility? Are you afraid of causing trouble? If you are still a journalist with a conscience, how can you turn a blind eye to the current situation?" !After Ling Ping finished speaking in one breath, the colleagues around her were all stunned there, just like why not. Why not be a little surprised. Today's Ling Ping is really no longer the Ling Ping who just wants to be alone. She began to think Pay attention to the current situation!

"If I was afraid! I would not run this newspaper. If I was irresponsible, I would not go to the front line to shoot." He Buwei said lightly

"Then why don't you let me send it?"

"Okay, let me tell you, first of all, we have agreed before that we will not talk about politics or participate in comments, but only report the facts. The photos of [-] and the live events have been sorted out and will be posted immediately. None of this Question, but why is your article not allowed? Because your so-called objectivity has a strong personal subjective consciousness. When you saw that the student was arrested, you were angry, so you wrote such an article..."

"What's wrong with that!" Why not be interrupted by Ling Ping before he finished speaking?

"It's not wrong, but if you think about it another way, the CCP and the CCP are not wrong to encourage students to launch patriotic movements. There is nothing wrong with opposing Chiang Kai-shek's appeasement policy towards Japan! But they don't know that those are unarmed students! Since we want to fight against Japan, don’t the CCP have their own armed forces? Why don’t you go to the Japanese to fight for your life! Why don’t you go to Lao Jiang to fight for your life! Why do you want to use these children as pawns!” Much bigger.

Ling Ping was at a loss for words, why didn't she say what she said was right, she was very angry when she saw those students being arrested before, and was blinded by anger, she didn't think of this, now why not what she said, she seemed to be wrong?

"But...but it's wrong for them to suppress students!" Ling Ping felt that she was at a loss for words.

"Don't say these things. In short, this article cannot be published!" After that, why not go out

Although this matter ended with Ling Ping's compromise, since then, the differences between Ling Ping and He Buwei have deepened day by day. When Why Buwei was away, she would occasionally post an article scolding the government. This was in Beiping, this way!It is very eye-catching!

Because of Han Jiayu’s father’s relationship, Why Not’s tabloid was basically smooth sailing, but when Japan began to occupy North China step by step, Lingping couldn’t restrain her disappointment and anger, and published “anti-movement” remarks in the newspaper again and again, Why not just let her go because she has been advised several times to no avail. Now that two years have passed, the newspaper office has never been shut down, but every time it is a surprise, but this time?

This time, no one came to investigate the newspaper office, because the world is in chaos!No one cares about it!

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If it is said that the blood at the Japanese fists and feet that year reminded me to see the situation I was in, then the "July [-]th Incident", the bloody bayonet of the Japanese stabbed me thoroughly, and woke me up. me!

After the "Xi'an Incident", Jiang agreed to the country, cooperated together, and unanimously with the outside world. He thought that the cloud would open and the moon would shine. He didn't want to, just half a year later, on July 1937, 7, on a shocking night, the Japanese invaded the city outside Beiping. Military exercises were held near Ping County, and at night they attempted to enter Wanping County on the grounds that Japanese soldiers were missing. After being rejected by the government, they began to attack Lugou Bridge in the early morning of July 7. This bridge is more than 7 meters long and about 8 meters wide. , not far away are Fengtai and Changxindian. Although it is just a bridge, it has extraordinary strategic significance for Beiping. The Japanese army knew very well that if they occupied Lugou Bridge, the whole of Beiping could almost be included in their pockets. Therefore, on the 200th In the early morning, the Japanese army cut off the Ping-Han Railway and started a large-scale war of aggression against China based on Beiping and Tianjin!

The National Army stationed at the Marco Polo Bridge resisted tenaciously. Only a few people survived in the company north of the Marco Polo Bridge.

After hearing about the Marco Polo Bridge incident, I hurriedly edited a letter, hoping that why not come to Anhui. At this time, I don't want any ideals, I'm just afraid that she will be in danger!But she didn't reply me for a long time...

In the early morning of July 7, the Japanese army began to bomb Tianjin. Countless shells fell like raindrops, and the urban fire spread. Rows of bombers flew very low, and almost dropped the bombs directly into Nankai University. The ruined buildings, laboratories, libraries, and teaching buildings were destroyed, and the stacks were empty. Countless precious Western periodicals and ancient Chinese books were robbed and transported to Japan. This world-renowned university was razed to the ground!With a loss of 29 million French currency, Nankai became the first university to be killed during the Anti-Japanese War. On July 660, the founder and president of Nankai, Zhang Boling, said in a speech to the Central Daily, "The enemy bombed Nankai this time. The matter of Nankai, and the spirit of Nankai, will be more and more inspired by this setback!" I heard Zhang Boling's short words, and I couldn't stop crying, Tianjin fell, my home...is gone! ! !

A few days later, the Japanese army held a press conference. When answering reporters' questions at the meeting, the "polite" Japanese army representatives made a series of ridiculous and shameless remarks

"Why Bomb Universities"

"Gentlemen, because these lawless Chinese are stationed there"

"I didn't see the Chinese garrison there"

"But the buildings there are strong and the Chinese will take advantage of them"

"how do you know"

"Gentlemen, if I were the commander of China, I would use it"

"Could this be a reason to bomb a world-renowned institution?"

"Gentlemen, Nankai University is an anti-Japanese base, we must destroy all anti-Japanese bases"

Hearing such obscene remarks, I can only feel resentment and disgust from the bottom of my heart!There is also worry about Peiping. Why didn’t I receive any letter? It made me anxious all day long. The day after Tianjin fell, Peiping fell. I don’t know how she and Lingping are doing now. Catch it back, but I can't...

One month after the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, my father came in a hurry, his brows furrowed all the time. This was something I had never seen before. After the Japanese army occupied Pingjin, the next step would be to advance south. Therefore, he planned to temporarily transfer all the students to In Wuhan, everything was arranged, and after seeing off the students, he took me to Nanjing. After my mother passed away, he, the father, shouldered the responsibility of taking care of our adult children. The family was finally reunited, and my father was somewhat relieved.

When I arrived in Nanjing, I wrote letters almost every day, but there was always no return. I can probably imagine that the scene in Beiping and my letters might not be sent in. I asked my father to find someone to contact him. Why not? I asked my acquaintances to find the officers stationed in Peiping, but the answer I got was that Peking had already fallen, so where did the station come from, and where did the officers come from? !

I was almost ashamed that Peking had fallen. From people's conversations and newspaper reports, I could also see and imagine how the Japanese army committed crimes, burned, killed, and looted in Peking.

Most of the time, I can only look at that photo. Here is the small yard, the corner of the big elm tree, my home, and all my lovers, but some have gone away from me, and some... Lost audio, life and death are uncertain, why don't I pray for her in my heart, I hope she has left Peiping, but, I haven't contacted me yet!I don't believe in gods, but at this time, it seems that I can't do anything except turn to the gods for help!

In the residence arranged by my father in Nanjing, I met my old classmate, Qin Yuan. We sat facing each other in the living room. See, when we met again, we were both mature, but when I saw him, he was not only mature, but also more vicissitudes.

From meeting to now, there is no surprise of reunion after a long absence, let alone greetings and greetings, just looking at the tea in front of me, and there are bursts of silence. In the end, it was Qin Yuan who broke the silence

"Jiayu" I heard him call me helplessly

"Hmm" I heard more despair in my tone than his

"Lingping and the others..."

"I don't know, I hope they have already left Beiping. By the way, Qin Yuan, can you find someone to inquire about it?" I suddenly thought of something, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, but I looked at Qin Yuan. Lifting the eyelids slowly, and looking at me, there is only helplessness in that gaze

"...Jiayu... Beiping is no longer ours... I tried to find them before, but... I haven't heard from them... Just like you said, I hope, I hope they are gone Leaving Peking"

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On the evening of July 7th, there was a lot of gunshots at the east gate of the capital. Why didn’t you jump down from the desk, didn’t dare to open the curtains, stood at the window, carefully identified the source of the gunshots, and determined that it was behind the east gate. Get dressed, pack up some necessities and manuscripts, and take advantage of the night to arrive at Ling Ping's residence a few alleys away.

"Tuk tuk tuk" there was a rapid knock on the door in the middle of the night. The previous gunshots woke up Ling Ping, and now she heard someone knocking on the door again, which made her a little scared. She picked up a stool and stood at the door, not daring to speak.

"Tutudu, Ling Ping, it's me, don't do it" Hearing why not do it, Ling Ping quickly opened the door, brought He Buwei in, and threw herself into her arms, trembling slightly

"It's okay, it seems that the east gate is exchanging fire, don't be afraid, huh?" Why not comfort him softly

Ling Ping didn't speak, just hugged her vigorously, and for a moment, she began to sob softly. At this time, she was not only afraid, but also a little bit of joy, because only at this time, she could confidently throw herself into that place. human arms...

On the second day, why not move the newspaper office to a colleague not far from Nanyuan together with Ling Ping.

Outside the city of Beiping, there was continuous artillery fire. Why not follow the team closely with a colleague, take pictures and record, and also participate in delivering water and food, or carrying ammunition.Ling Ping published articles day and night, angrily denouncing the Nationalist government, calling for full names to participate in the Anti-Japanese War, but now, most people only care about fleeing for their lives, so who cares about her articles?

The country, the Communist Party of China, cooperated together to resist foreign enemies, and the whole country responded to the call to defend Pingjin with armed forces. However, when the country is in crisis, there will always be some traitors and lackeys. They also conspired to force away the commander of the 29th Army, Song Zheyuan. At the same time, Japan plans to mobilize another 40 Japanese troops to expand the scale of aggression!

On the 27th, there were almost no people on the street, and it seemed calm on the whole. There was rumbling artillery fire not far away. Why not go out with two colleagues in the early morning and still haven’t come back. Upstairs and downstairs, footsteps, phone calls, children Crying and screaming, one after another, people are guessing the situation outside, Ling Ping and a few colleagues, in a small room, paced back and forth, restless, there is no army in Peking, at this time , why not come back, Ling Ping became more and more worried.

On the night of the 27th, Zhao Dengyu led the division to Nanyuan. Why not follow him closely all the way. A pair of cloth shoes were about to wear out. His colleagues tore off a shirt sleeve for him, wrapped his feet, and continued on his way.

After arriving in Nanyuan, facing a large sorghum field, Zhao Dengyu prepared to build fortifications on the spot, but these were the hard work of the people, and the troops couldn't bear to trample on them. In the end, they only cut sorghum 200 meters wide to build trenches.Why not eat some dry food with the army and go to bed early.

At dawn on the second day, all the soldiers were still asleep, and there was a buzzing in the eastern sky. It was getting closer and bigger. It was two Japanese planes. After flying a few laps, they withdrew again.After a while, a number of Japanese bombers came, and first dropped shells into the student camp composed of student soldiers. The dense shells fell on the student soldiers' positions, blowing up the positions to dilapidated conditions. The iron house of the headquarters was bombed. , staggeringly, the tanks and infantry advanced to the sorghum field, less than a few hundred meters away from the position, the student soldiers set up machine guns and fired, and a row of Japanese soldiers fell on the opposite side. They hid behind the tanks one after another and moved forward cautiously.The student soldiers fired more and more fiercely, and the Japanese began to retreat.

Nanyuan was in a tight spot. Zhao Dengyu mobilized the first brigade and the second brigade for reinforcements. His right arm was injured, and his leg was also seriously injured. Why not find a messenger and hope to carry him down, but he said, "Leave me alone." , Beiping city, and my old mother, told her that a son cannot be loyal and filial, but he should die for the country and be worthy of his ancestors." Hearing his decision, why not cry two lines, and stop persuading him.

The firepower of the Japanese machine guns in the student soldier position was suppressed, and the Japanese soldiers in front of the position rushed close. The students put on bayonets, rushed out of the trenches with guns in hand, and fought with the Japanese soldiers. Why not hide in the trenches with the cameras of colleagues, covered with blood? Her bayonet was shaking almost right in front of her eyes, and she could only hear the crisp sound of the bayonet in front of the trench, and the sound of the blade entering the body.The two armies fought, scuffled and collided.For a moment, the living stepped on the dead and wounded, their faces were covered with blood, and their eyes were staring at the point of each other's bayonets.

At around 3 p.m., only 30 people were left to retreat to the Dongzhai Wall.The Japanese army surrounded them. Thirty officers and soldiers held bayonets and leaned against the wall of the village. The Japanese soldiers did not dare to step forward, and fired with machine guns. Red figure.Later, there were many legends about them, and it is said that people will come here to worship every month.

Song Zheyuan ordered a retreat, and the troops abandoned their positions and swarmed towards Peiping.The road from Nanyuan to Beiping is all dirt road, the widest point is only five or six meters. The retreating officers and soldiers rushed over and immediately blocked the road.The officers and soldiers from behind rushed in batches, and everyone huddled together.The Japanese planes dropped bombs on the Chinese officers and soldiers crowded on the road, and with machine gun fire, the Chinese officers and soldiers suffered heavy casualties.One of He Buwei's colleagues died in the shooting of the other party. He didn't care to bury his body, so he took off the backpack camera on his shoulder, why not put his coat on him, and continued to retreat with the large army.

After the defenders retreated from Nanyuan, the Japanese division headquarters and brigade headquarters jointly attacked the Marco Polo Bridge, choking Peiping's throat.Then, the Japanese army launched a fierce attack on Beiyuan, reaching the gate of Beiping from the south, east and north.And began to attack the main force stationed in Xiyuan.

Seeing that the general situation was over, Song Zheyuan temporarily appointed Zhang Zizhong to take his place, and he left Peiping on the night of the 28th for Baoding.The rest of the troops also retreated to Zhuo County one after another.Thus, on July 1937, 7, Peking fell.

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In the early morning of the 30th, when it was almost dawn, why not return to the office with another colleague under the cover of darkness, but there were only two people in the room.Putting down the backpack with blood on it, seeing those two people, staring at him in a daze

"What's the matter? Did the blood on my hand scare you? Hey...Actually, it's not a big deal. The battlefield is even more cruel. Besides, Minghui...was unfortunately killed by the Japanese army when he was retreating. The machine gun was shot, and he was sacrificed..." After finishing speaking, he looked at the two people across from him, first surprised, then puzzled.

"Minghui...is dead!? How come?" A colleague seemed to be in disbelief, and asked again

"...Well, it's true, I failed to bring him back." Why not feel guilty in your tone

"These bastards! Yesterday I heard that Song Zheyuan also ran away, didn't you?" Another colleague slapped the table with loud noises

".........um" Why not answer in a low voice

"...Peking... has fallen, Peiping... has fallen, Peiping...is this given to the Japanese?!" He sat at the table and muttered to himself

"Oh, by the way, no, did you meet Ling Ping when you came back?!" A colleague asked why not

"Ling Ping?!" Why didn't you just remember that when you came back, you didn't see Ling Ping

"She went out?! Where did she go!" Why not ask, the Japanese army has already entered the city, if she goes out at this time, it will be very dangerous

"Yeah, you haven't come back, Ling Ping is very worried, she was going to look for you yesterday, we couldn't hold her back... Uh... In the end, Shu Yuan went out with her."

"What!" Why didn't she turn pale in shock, turned around and ran outside, when her colleagues saw this, they followed behind her and went downstairs together

The sun is about to rise, but it is not a new day, it is the beginning of a Chinese nightmare. The city is filled with gunpowder smoke and the smell of blood in the distance. Occasionally, one or two corpses are seen along the street. Many houses in the suburbs are still on fire. Burning in the middle of the fire, you can faintly hear the chariots, the roar of the tanks is accompanied by the footsteps of the troops entering the city

"No, how many Japanese troops are there? From last night to now, they are still entering the city." A colleague followed her and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, it's a lot anyway." Why didn't you answer his question inadvertently, searching for Ling Ping in the dim dawn

"No, Ling Ping and the others are going to Nanyuan to find you, why don't we follow the road to Nanyuan to have a look?"

"Okay" The two of them turned a corner. In order to avoid encountering the Japanese soldiers, they shuttled through the narrow alleys. Why didn't they know whether they were tired or anxious? The back of their shirts was almost completely wet with sweat, blood stained with sweat, and they became It is getting weaker and weaker, and when I am about to reach Nanyuan, I still haven’t found it. Why don’t I look for it in another direction?

"No, look." Why not turn around and look in the direction that the colleague said, there are many bloody footprints on the ground, the two of them walked along the foot of the wall, carefully following the footprints, why not hold on to it nervously Sweat was dripping from the palms of his hands. He turned around the corner, and saw Shu Yuan’s body at a glance. His body was covered with knife wounds, and he was almost stabbed into a honeycomb by the bayonet. There were still a few fingers on the ground next to him. In the end, he did not give up his resistance. These fingers were cut off by a bayonet. The colleague squatted down and looked at him. This seven-foot man, biting the back of his hand, held back the wail, and tears dripped down on Shu Yuan’s face. blood stains.

Why not be a little stunned, staring at the corpse, trying to walk in, this alley is very narrow, and the sky is still dark, you can't see clearly inside, one step, two steps, as if you are afraid of seeing the truth, why not In order to walk very slowly, finally, at the very end, she saw the person she was looking for, her childhood friend, her classmate, with disheveled hair, almost naked, naked, lying on the ground with her face covered. There were many scars, the cheongsam was torn into pieces, and it was thrown all over the ground. There was a big pool of blood under his body, soaking his legs...

Why didn't you stand there for some time, come back to your senses, walk to the entrance of the alley in two or three steps, take off his coat from a colleague who has not recovered, wrap Ling Ping in his arms, pick her up, and run back, The wind whistled in my ears, and the pungent gunpowder smoke rushed towards my face along the gust of wind, rushing into my nasal cavity, and there were a few water marks in the dust all over my face. After a long period of bombing, the sky began to rain acidly. Why not just run like this, running...

After a long time, when she was running wildly, she heard her painful wail piercing the dawn, and looked up... The mountains and rivers changed color, and the sky was dark...

After the Japanese army occupied Beiping, they formed a maintenance committee composed of veterans from the previous dynasty, and put up a notice to the people. The notice said that if the Japanese army disturbed the people or violated the law, please report it at any time and punish it. Why not do it if you come out to buy medicine When I saw Anmin's notice, I sneered, it was just like Tong Gu (after the fall of Beiping, Tong Gu once wrote an article, "Pingjin after the Occupation") wrote in the article at that time, such a bullshit notice, of course, has no effect of!

Several commercial streets were closed after the fall of Peking, and then opened for business under the intimidation of the maintenance committee, wiping their tears. Why not lower their heads slightly, take food and medicinal materials, and hurry to the office. In the store, I saw several Japanese soldiers surrounding the boss at the door, yelling five times and drinking six times, and finally one person who was very satisfied picked out a pair of high-quality leather shoes. Give some price, I saw the Japanese army took out two points, still on the ground, the boss picked up the money, hoping to give some more, the other party suddenly pulled out the bayonet, looked at the boss fiercely, and said loudly in blunt Chinese, "I still have to" Seeing the situation, the boss hurriedly bowed his head and waved his hands again and again, and the few people left triumphantly!

Why not stand on the street, look at the swaggering appearance of a few people, gritted his teeth, looked down, and saw that the pancakes in his hand were already broken...

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After the July 500th Incident, the national army claimed to have more than 8 aircraft, but only a hundred of them could take off, but the pilots’ flying skills and patriotic spirit can be called first-class. On August 13, the Japanese army launched the Songhu War. Shanghai and other places, because more than [-] Japanese warships have gathered on the banks of the Yangtze River.

On August 8, the Japanese army began to bomb Nanjing. The air defense sirens sounded almost day and night, 15 hours a day, but where could people hide?In the middle of the night, I heard the sound of shells falling, and I seemed to see those flying debris with human flesh or rubble, and the appearance of death. My nephew slept with me, crying and hid in my arms.I can only pat him on the back and coax him softly, just like in that small room in Tianjin, why not comfort me every time, at night, the sound of explosions, the sound of children crying, always in my ears, I always After being awakened by these things, I imagined why Buwei was there and what would happen to me?

My father came back in a hurry, went into the study to get some documents, and left in a hurry. He was like this for many days, and he didn’t even have time to talk to us. My two younger brothers have been sent by my father to Wuhan to participate in the The preparation of the new school, although I am the eldest in the family and the school teacher, but my father said, I am a girl, at this time, don't let him worry about it, it is best to stay with him, Jiaqi is pregnant again, but now But she couldn't eat all day long, not because she was angry, but because she was worried about her husband. I saw her like this, always hugging her nephew, joking with her and reassuring her, but I knew it was useless. I'm not worried about why not!

Although I know that most of the letters I send out will be lost, but I still write letters every day, and there is always a sentence in the letter, I am in Nanjing, reply to the letter as soon as possible, or find me in Nanjing as soon as possible!However, if I don't see a reply, I don't see anything, I don't know anything, I can't see anything, I can't see why I don't do it, I can't see tomorrow.I didn't even dare to take out that coat. I felt like I was missing someone from the past. I even felt... this kind of feeling is unlucky!

Qin Yuan was ordered to go to the front line when he was in danger. Before he left, he came to the house to say goodbye to me. Just like that day, the two of them looked at a cup of tea in silence, knowing that he was running out of time, and he couldn't keep silent like this. I could only say something nothing constructive to say

"Qin Yuan... I hope you come home triumphant"

"Thank you" he smiled bitterly

"...Ling Ping and the others... don't worry too much, no news may be good news" I gave my usual comforting words to Qin Yuan who was about to go to the battlefield

"Really? If that's the case, that's fine." He seemed to be talking to himself. I heard the helplessness and doubts in these words. I don't know what else to say?

"Okay, Jiayu, I have to go, take care, we will meet later"

"Hmm" I tried my best to smile, watched him walk out of the courtyard door, and when I heard the door closed, I fell down on the sofa and continued to look at the cup of tea...

Kunshan, Wuxi, and Suzhou fell one after another. The Beijing-Shanghai Railway was cut off. The Japanese army went south along the Jinpu Railway. Nanjing was almost reduced to an isolated island. People went out to flee for their lives. There was no one on the street. One day, my nephew shouted to go out. Holding me by the little hand, I kept trying to get out the door. I saw that he really wanted to go out, so I picked him up and went to the street, but the street was empty, and after walking a few steps, he was overwhelmed by this fear. Dang was frightened, stared at him in horror for a while, and suddenly burst into tears, I hugged him tightly, and hurriedly walked home until I got home, saw Jiaqi, saw the flowers and plants in the yard, until I seemed to feel When he got some vitality, he stopped crying.

In August, the central government decided to fight the war in an all-round way, and the government began to evacuate the people and evacuate personnel and materials. My father and the colleagues who stayed behind could only work in the air-raid shelter, otherwise, life and death would be unpredictable.Our family was the only one left on the whole street. At lunch or at night, we could still hear the crackling of the doors and windows in the wind before the neighbors left in a hurry.

In September, my father arranged for me and Jiaqi to leave Nanjing. When I first heard the news, I was a little reluctant. I thought that the situation had not reached the final stage after all. More importantly, if I left, I would not pay for it. What if my letter arrives, or she is already on her way to Nanjing?Didn't we lose touch again?I discussed with my father if we could wait a little longer, and my father said that the longer I wait, the more dangerous it is, not to mention, Jiaqi is pregnant, if I wait any longer, it will be even more difficult to leave!I can't argue anymore, I can only follow my father's arrangement.

A week later, my father found a car and sent me, Jiaqi, and my nephew away. He was worried about us, and my father asked a son of a colleague who was also leaving Nanjing to come with us. Many letters arrived in Beiping, telling Buwei that I had already left Nanjing and headed to Wuhan. I don’t know if she will receive it. I don’t know how long I can stay in Wuhan. Can I wait for her...

We packed our simple luggage and headed to the train station. In the car, I hugged my two-year-old nephew. He was lying on the seat, looking out through the rear windshield, and the road was full of torn clothes or pieces of paper. , I only saw one person along the way, that person was pushing a wheelbarrow and carrying some household bedding, I also glanced back through the glass, the car was drifting away in the empty street, the place where the small courtyard is located The alley disappeared from my sight. After this last glance, I turned my head and closed my eyes, unwilling to look at this depression again!

It's just that I didn't expect that in just two months, this thousand-year-old capital would truly become a "ghost town"!

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When I got to the train station, I realized, where is there no one? !There are still many people left in Nanjing City!However, everyone crowded into the train station. The people on the platform were constantly being squeezed onto the rails, and some were stuck in the gap between the train and the platform. The train doors were even more afraid to open, because there was already It was already full of people, people were smashing the car windows, arguing and scuffling with the police, the bustling in front of my eyes, and the deafening, shouting, and loud noises almost made me dizzy for a while.

Jiaqi was inconvenient, her father and the colleague's son protected her from left to right, and sent her to the car in a section near the rear of the car. I took a bundle made of sheets and followed In the back, I handed my nephew to my father through the car window, but as soon as the car window was opened, I saw a large group of people, vying for each other to crawl in. The policeman took a baton and stepped forward to stop him, even if they were next to the stick. , People were still holding on to the car windows, unwilling to let go. I was shocked by the sight in front of me, and I froze in place, forgetting to react until my father came down and grabbed