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Lu Xiaodan was startled by Zhao Rongfei's sudden 'shooting Lu Xiaoling with a gun'. He got up and ran forward, subconsciously fighting with guns.

She saw the big black cloth falling on the snow-white ground, and a stone-white tombstone that was covered by the cloth just now stood upright in front of her eyes. She stopped, and the black inscription on the tombstone passed through the snow and was reflected in the wide-open mist of tears. With his eyes, the blurred vertical inscription suddenly became clear - the tomb of loving mother Zhao Huilan.

Lu Xiaodan felt his brain and scalp go numb, and an ominous premonition rushed to his heart.

When Zhao Rongfei saw her slipping the gun, she suddenly seemed nailed there.

Looking at Lu Xiaodan's uncontrollable body, and Lu Xiaoling's gag under the muzzle of his gun, the eyes of Lu Xiaoling suddenly flashed. The two of them seemed to lose their souls when they saw the tombstone.

Lu Xiaodan, who could no longer think with memory and rational recall, was in a state of chaos, and his legs couldn't support him and he squatted down again.

"Hmph, I'm still afraid of death." Is this frightening?

Zhao Rongfei ignored the two of them, and continued to say with red eyes: "This is my favorite mother...", Zhao Rongfei didn't even tell Commander Fang that he brought his mother's ashes back when he returned to Shanghai.

The past is like smoke, rushing to my heart together, hanging in front of my eyes...

On the night of 1932 in 1.15 in Shanghai.

"Child, come quickly." In the church where the refugees were turbulent, a woman dressed as a sad and frightened lady pulled herself into her arms.

Zhao Rongfei was not called Zhao Rongfei at that time, and as long as she could remember, she knew that she was an orphan living in an orphanage in a church. The director of the orphanage said that when she picked her up, she only had a birthday tag "July 1921, 7, Youshi".

When she was a little girl, because she ran fast and moved quickly, the director of the orphanage called her "Fei Er", and she got a nickname like this. She never left the orphanage of the Shanghai church until 1932 when she was 11 years old.

Facing the roaring and howling crowd, the church was in a mess. The dean and the priest were both killed because they could not avoid the bombing. Then, she instinctively threw herself into the arms of this kind-looking lady.

The lady hugged herself and was squeezed by the crowd, she seemed to be looking around, but her face was sad.

As more and more people took refuge in the air raids, the noisy scene continued until the dawn of the next morning, when the Japanese army stopped the attack and the people slowly dispersed.The lady came out of the air-raid shelter with her arms in her arms, as if she was looking for someone in the church.

"Who are you looking for?" Fei Er, who was born as an orphan, felt that she was looking for relatives, and asked in a low voice.

The lady said nothing, took her hand and continued to search.

At this time, the inspecting Japanese soldiers came to the door of the church, and the whistle blew sharply: "Interrogate! Interrogate! Everyone, get out of the church one by one!"

Fei'er felt her fingers tighten, and when she looked again, the madam tightly clenched her little hand, lowered her head and lowered her voice, and said to her, "My child, you can't live here alone. When you go out later, you just say yes." My daughter, father died a long time ago, do you understand?"

She looked at the haggard lady who had been hugging her all night, and gave a sensible "oh".

In this way, the lady who made her feel at ease took her out of the church she had never walked out of before, and then took her on a passenger ship, leaving Shanghai, which she had stayed in for 11 years but was not familiar with at all, and drifted across the ocean to the north. Port Tianjin.

On the boat, the wife bought her a lot of delicious food that she had never seen and eaten.She took a few big mouthfuls, then changed to small mouthfuls embarrassingly.

"Son, what's your name? How old are you?"

"My name is Feier, and I'm 11 this year," she replied in a low voice while eating.

Madam nodded and asked again: "Do you have a famous name?" Fei Er shook his head.

"Ma'am, what should I call you?" She hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice shyly. She felt that she had some fate with this lady. For so many years, she passed by in a hurry and met in the crowd, and she was worried that she would not be able to survive and take herself out of the orphan. She should always know who gave her this kindness and luck.

For some reason, I saw my wife raised a trace of indifference and melancholy, stroked my head and said: "Fei'er, you were born with a dewy pink and white color, but you haven't been dressed up yet, but you can't stop your natural beauty. Mingyan who came out of Shui Furong, would you like to take my surname Zhao and take my middle name 'Rong'?" After speaking, he took out a half-new and not old brocade knot sling from his pocket, and hung it around her neck.

Fei'er blushed, and grabbed the tablecloth hanging on her lap. She was already very content with not being hungry or freezing in the orphanage since she was a child. No one had ever paid attention to her as an orphan, and she had never expected anything Well, now this lady surnamed Zhao actually wanted to adopt her, and even gave herself such a beautiful and elegant name.She was almost ecstatic.

In this way, Zhao Rongfei and the wife Zhao Huilan who adopted her settled down in Tianjin, and the mother and daughter have been dependent on each other ever since.

Mother Zhao Huilan kept a low profile and worked as a nurse in a nearby hospital.

My mother is very kind to me. She cooks excellent dishes and often eats the leaves and puts the meat on her own;

The clothes are all measured and made to order in a decent tailor shop; I taught myself to read and write, and later sent myself to a girls' school with the money I saved from work;

In summer, mother fanned her cattail fan at night, and in winter, mother would bake the quilt for herself;

When I was sick, my mother anxiously surrounded me to take care of my past and future. Once, in the middle of the night, my mother suddenly had pneumonia and high fever, and my mother insisted on walking hard to the hospital 2 kilometers away...

Zhao Rongfei, who was loved by Zhao Huilan in those years, often felt extremely happy. She had never been raised by her biological mother, but she could feel Zhao Huilan's love for her, and her biological mother should be no more than that. From now on, she must respect her mother well.

"Mom, can you tell me about my dad and your past?" Zhao Rongfei was curious about this question. She felt that her mother was looking for someone in church that year. She must have a family. Since she Recognizing Zhao Huilan as mother, naturally also acquiesced Zhao Huilan's husband as father.

Zhao Huilan shook her head and said, "Your father died a long time ago. Mom has no family anymore, otherwise why would she bring you to Tianjin from Shanghai. Mom has only one wish. After I die, Fei Er can bury me in the back of my hometown. On the mountain."

Zhao Rongfei found that every time she couldn't help asking her mother this question curiously, her mother's brows would become serious.Later, Zhao Rongfei just thought it was her mother's heartache and sadness of losing her family, so she stopped talking about her mother's sadness. She was an orphan, and her mother also lost a close relative.

Zhao Rongfei felt the hard-won affection every moment.

Until one day three years ago and a half ago, when Zhao Rongfei came home from the girls' school, he saw his mother being murdered to death.On that day, Commander Fang of the special high school took her back to the special high school and told Zhao Rongfei that her father was an official of the new government assassinated by the G Party, and her mother was also killed by the G Party. Mother's funeral.From then on, she acquiesced that her father and mother Zhao Huilan's husband was an official of the new government, and both parents were killed by the G Party, which was also confirmed in the final report of the special high school.

The beauty and stability of Zhao Rongfei's memories of all childhood girls were all destroyed by the murder of her mother.She hurts, she resents, she hates, why does God take away her most cherished mother, her hard-won affection!

Commander Fang brought her back when she was most vulnerable, took care of her, encouraged her, taught her, and made her become a well-trained agent and strong, but for her kind and gentle mother, Zhao Rongfei still has a long time in three years Can't let go.

A year ago, he buried his mother's ashes in his hometown, and sometimes came to worship and mourn.I often see my mother in my dreams at midnight. When I wake up, it seems that the lingering fragrance of my mother is still there, but when I wake up again, I burst into tears.

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Now, Zhao Rongfei pulled his thoughts back to the present, wiped his lower eyelids again facing the tombstone, and tasted the bloody smell of his own teeth biting his mouth on the tip of his tongue.She turned to Lu Xiaodan: "Before I met you, I thought the G-Party was just cruel, but the appearance of you, Lu Xiaodan, made me feel that the G-Party is still so cunning. I feel extremely sick when you are by my side, and reminds me of the tragic death. Mother, therefore, I want the G Party and your relatives to pay for my mother's life!"

Zhao Rongfei felt that he was about to get out of the shadow of time after his hard work in the extra-high class, but Lu Xiaodan challenged his patience time and time again, deceiving him emotionally and standing on his own. The betrayal once again aroused her hatred of the mother-killing G Party.

Staring at the tombstone, Lu Xiaodan came back to his senses from Zhao Rongfei's narration of his experiences, and glanced at Zhao Rongfei, whose eyes were full of resentment, his expression was deep in pain, and his arms were trembling.

The sight and hearing were pouring like a storm, the tombstone in front of her and Zhao Rongfei designed her own double blow, Lu Xiaodan's heart contracted uncontrollably, and many thoughts were chaotic, but she was sure of one thing——Zhao Rongfei said The wife who adopted her, Zhao Huilan on the tombstone, is the mother that I and my sister have been looking for.

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