Chronicle of the Republic of China

Meng Xisheng woke up in a hospital in the Pingjiang area in early November.

He failed to return to Chongqing smoothly, and the flames of war trapped him in the safe zone. Not long ago, the safe zone was bombarded. He was wounded in the back by a stray bullet and was almost paralyzed. He lay down for more than half a month before he was finally able to get out of bed.

The Battle of Changsha officially ended at the end of October, and Meng Xisheng's injury was recuperated until the end of November.The traffic has not yet resumed, and he is trapped in Pingjiang.After being discharged from the hospital, Meng Xisheng saw that he could not leave, so he volunteered to become a volunteer to do post-war reconstruction work in the Pingjiang area and restore the homes of the people.

He quickly became famous among the volunteers and became the captain of the volunteer unit.

As the year approached, the volunteers organized a sympathy party and personally brought flowers, fruits and vegetables sent by the common people to the army and gave them to the soldiers.

On New Year's Eve, Meng Xisheng and volunteers spent time in the army and sang an army song with many people from all over the world.

At 12 o'clock in the night, the laughter became more enthusiastic. Everyone was wishing each other a happy new year, but Meng Xisheng whispered in a strange voice, happy birthday. No one knew who he was speaking to.

Not many years after the New Year, on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, welcome the God of Wealth.Someone sent news to Meng Xisheng that the railway has resumed operation.Meng Xisheng was pleasantly surprised, and quickly bought a train ticket.

The day he left, it was drizzling.The train stopped on the tracks, and he got on with the flow of people.Carrying the suitcase and taking a seat on the hard sleeper, the woman next to him gently moved the seat for him, and he said thank you.The woman raised her head to look at him, probably because she saw that he was so handsome, she stared at him for a few times, and she didn't know what she saw, and her eyes began to follow him closely.Meng Xisheng frowned, and the woman realized that she had offended him. She said sorry, and said that she seemed to have seen him before, but she forgot where he was.

The woman didn't remember it until Meng Xisheng got off the car.

Meng Xisheng had never been to the bulletin board in Pingjiang. In fact, even if he passed by, he would not necessarily go to the bulletin board.

This woman also saw the missing person notice of Fang Wuyu's painting in front of the bulletin board very accidentally, and Fang Wuyu didn't realize until he got to the painting that she didn't have a picture of Meng Xisheng.Fang Wuyu's brushwork can't be said to be good, the portrait and Meng Xisheng are about sextiles, the chance of being able to recognize Meng Xisheng is actually not high, not to mention that the woman only took a few glances.The bulletin boards are full of similar notices, and the areas that have only experienced war are full of joys and sorrows, and no one will care about your sorrows and joys.

The missing person notice was blown up and down on the bulletin board for more than a month, and finally could not escape the fate of being thrown into the trash can by the cleaners.

In the middle of January 1940 in the lunar calendar, Meng Xisheng returned to Chongqing, but only saw the note that Fang Wuyu had left for him, and knew that Fang Wuyu had gone to Jiangxi to look for him.He sat in the room blankly all afternoon, even his posture was exactly the same as Fang Wuyu back then.

Meng Xisheng didn't look for anyone anymore, he was going to wait for Fang Wuyu to come back.Maybe Fang Wuyu can't find him and will return to Chongqing.Of course, Meng Xisheng himself was not sure of how likely this was.

In March 1940, the Wang puppet government was established.

In August, Japan advocated the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere.The Eighth Route Army launched the Hundred Regiments Campaign.

In September, Germany, Italy, and Japan signed a treaty of alliance, and the fascist axis was formed, and the flames of war raged all over the world.

This year, the Red Cross adopted many children whose families were ruined, and provided civilians with shelter training and air-raid shelter training during wartime. It also recruited a group of volunteers to teach them medical knowledge and clinical practice. Field medical staff, go to Meng Xisheng's office to get the application form.

Meng Xisheng is now a clerk in the personnel department of the Red Cross Society. He has been with the Red Cross Society for nearly a year. He commutes to and from get off work on time every day, distributes documents, reads newspapers, and occasionally sings a few opera lines for the children.The children also don't understand opera, singing to them is like playing the piano to a cow, and a dozen pairs of big eyes blinked at him, thinking that this big brother is good-looking, but it's a pity that they uttered bird's language, which they couldn't understand.Later, Meng Xisheng stopped singing operas, and sang nursery rhymes instead, which were easy to understand and received bursts of applause.

He lives in the Red Cross, a ten-square-meter single room, with no decorations on the walls, and the table is spotless. There is only a desk lamp and a fake blue and white porcelain pen holder, all clean, and a suitcase is placed under the bed.

Meng Xisheng sees this suitcase every day when he puts on his shoes, and accidentally kicks this suitcase when he takes off his shoes.It seemed to stay there on purpose, reminding Meng Xisheng of something all the time, or maybe Meng Xisheng wanted it to remind him of something.

His desk is much more messy than the desk in his room. There are not only documents, but also a thick stack of current affairs newspapers.Reading newspapers has become Meng Xisheng's habit. At first he was concerned about the situation in Jiangxi, and with a one-ten-thousandth mentality, he wanted to see news about Fang Wuyu. Later, he became worried about the turbulent situation, and always thought of Helian Platoon leader, I think he invited himself to join the army.

In 1940, the whole world was full of hustle and bustle. Meng Xisheng walked between the office and the bedroom at two o’clock and one line. He opened his eyes to see the blue sky outside the window, and then fell asleep in the dark night outside the window. The footsteps when going up and down the stairs may be this passage. The only rhythm in life is ups and downs.

At the end of the year, there was another conscription by the national army. This time they conscripted the Red Cross Society as a temporary conscription site. Meng Xisheng made a lot of documents and forms at their request. One day after work, he stared at those forms for a long time, and suddenly took a nap. Zhang, went back to the room and spread it on the table, and spread it out for many days.

Half a month later, when the conscription ended, Meng Xisheng went downstairs and saw them removing the tables, chairs and benches in the hall. Several soldiers were surrounded by children. They played with the children for a while and taught the children to sing military songs.

"The flag is fluttering, the horse is rustling, the gun is on the shoulder and the knife is on the waist, and the blood is like a frenzy."

"The flag is fluttering, the horse is rustling, and a good man is serving his country."

Meng Xisheng was so emotional that he went back to his room and sat for an hour. Finally, he finished filling out the conscription form with a pen and went downstairs quickly, just in time to catch up with the military jeep that was about to launch.

He enlisted.The suitcase was finally pulled out from under the bed.

A day later, Meng Xisheng sat on a truck and was sent to the recruit training camp.

Holding the suitcase in his arms, he saw that the popularity of the fireworks gradually moved away from him, like a land that was constantly collapsing, losing mountains and rivers inch by inch on the land called China.He bowed his head and kissed the stopped watch, praying for Fang Wuyu's safety.

The mountains and rivers are shattered, and my family and country are killed. I can't wait for you.

But no matter where I go, I will miss you and look forward to meeting you again.

I hope that when we meet again, peace will come, the world will be at peace, and our country will be settled.

Meng Xisheng only received one month of special training in the new barracks, and in February 1941, he was sent to the battlefield.

He was unremarkable in the army, and even when he first joined the army, it was known that he used to be an actor, and he was ridiculed and isolated for a long time.But he is a person who never justifies anything, and doesn't spend much time talking. He only does it himself and proves everything with his actions.

I'm afraid that everyone will find out that they have misjudged Meng Xisheng. This little actor is very desperate in fighting, and he dares to carry out the most dangerous tasks.

It is an unwritten rule in the army that recruits are used to fill in the blades, charge at the front, and veterans hide behind, because everyone knows how precious veterans who have fought several battles on the battlefield and survived are.

Meng Xisheng, a new recruit, was able to survive the stray bullets, which was already a remarkable skill, and those mocking words were no longer mentioned.

At the end of 1941, Meng Xisheng was adapted into a team and became a herald.In the middle of the year, in a breakout war, he wounded a Japanese officer in the chaos and was promoted to deputy company commander.He happened to be 23 years old this year, and the group of soldiers in the trench sang a happy birthday song for his new deputy company commander, accompanied by the sound of artillery fire outside.

The platoon leader Helian who favored him didn't miss him. Meng Xisheng was indeed worthy of going to the battlefield. If his physical fitness wasn't a little worse than the others, he could have done better.

The happy birthday song was drowned out by the sound of guns and guns on the battlefield. Before finishing singing, Meng Xi yelled "Smoke!" Before he buried his head, he saw that the weather today was very good and the spring was bright.