Chapter 1185 of the Notes of a War Photographer: The dance saw off the Japs Ueda. Accompanied by Qiu Shi, Mei Xiang walked back to the small building from the entrance of the small courtyard. Wei Ran, who had been playing the erhu and the guqin just now, also came with him to create background music.

Tao Canhua came down from the second floor.

Meixiang did not avoid Wei Ran and Tao Canhua at all. After kicking off her shoes, Meixiang lifted up a corner of her skirt without any image, reached out and pulled out the small self-defense pistol, removed the magazine and the bullets in the chamber and handed them to

After reading Qiushi, he sat cross-legged on the sofa on the first floor and let out a long sigh.

After Cao Mute helped adjust the fan above her head to the maximum, Meixiang took the cigarette from Jasmine and asked, "Jasmine, will Little Su's mother come over for lunch?"

"Come here, she wants to eat braised noodles." Jasmine replied, suppressing a smile, "She also said she wants Mama Yang to wash the noodles with cold water several times."

"Have you seen the photo?" Mei Xiang asked with a smile.

"I saw it." Jasmine nodded, "I even picked out several of them."

As soon as she finished saying this, a rickshaw stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Su's mother, who had changed into a gorgeous dress, got down with a little difficulty holding the skirt of her skirt, and reached out from her bag.

He took out a few banknotes and sent the rickshaw away, then walked towards the gate of the small building.

“I really need to wash the noodles in cold water several times.”

Mei Xiang muttered a few words while suppressing her laughter, then stood up and walked toward the door while ordering, "Wei Ran, get your camera ready, and take some more photos of Xiao Su's mother before eating.

Look better."

"Don't worry, cousin," Wei Ran responded calmly and walked towards his room.

At the same time, Qiushi also ran upstairs with the two small pistols. Even Jasmine and Cao Muba, like gods avoiding plague, turned and walked into the kitchen to help Yang Ma start her work.

By the time Wei Ran walked out of the room with his camera, Mei Xiang had already supported Xiao Su's mother and walked upstairs.

"Cousin, come up and take some photos of Xiao Su's mother." Mei Xiang greeted without looking back.

"okay!"

Wei Ran responded, deliberately staying far enough behind, and waited until the two figures were blocked by the stairs before he followed them.

Taking advantage of the little time before lunch, Wei Ran took a few photos of the chubby little Su’s mother on the second and third floors.

While taking pictures, Mei Xiang was also communicating with Xiao Su's mother in Japanese.

"Today, Mr. Ueda invited me to attend the dance in Seventh Heaven on the 6th of next month."

Mei Xiang opened the window as she spoke, "He also inquired about the situation of many celebrities, and was especially concerned about whether they were in Jinmen. Xiao Su's mother, I think something is wrong."

“Something is definitely wrong”

Sitting next to the piano, Xiao Su's mother posed and responded in Japanese with a slight accent, "My sweetheart has been away from home for the past two days. Look, there will probably be chaos in Jinmen soon."

Already."

"Shall we run?" Mei Xiang asked in Japanese with some concern.

"I won't run," Xiao Su's mother responded, "You want to run? Where to run?"

"Yeah, where are you going?" Mei Xiang sighed.

"Find a way to hide it"

Xiao Su's mother let Wei Ran help her pose while saying, "At least you and Qiushi that girl have to hide. Once things get messy, your faces will be the cause of disaster."

Hearing this, Mei Xiang opened her mouth and finally nodded, "In this case, we will hide tonight."

"Those foreign friends you make may not be reliable, maybe they can sell you out." Xiao Su's mother said with a mocking face, "And your cousin, can you trust him?"

Seeing that Meixiang didn't say anything and just lit a cigarette, Xiao Su's mother sighed and said, "I can't see through your cousin, but since Mr. Ueda wants to invite you to the dance, as long as you go, I guess he won't

It would be too dangerous.”

Having said this, Xiao Su's mother walked to Mei Xiang while holding her nose, reached out and pulled out the newly lit cigarette from the cigarette holder she was holding, threw it into the yard outside the window with a look of disgust, and then held her nose and walked away further.

After hiding for a few steps, he waved his arms to disperse the remaining smell of smoke and said, "I will have a good talk with Mr. Ueda at that time and ask him for a good price. The more money I ask for tea, the more money you will have."

The safer it is.”

"So I have to go to the dance?" Mei Xiang frowned.

"Why don't you go?"

Xiao Su's mother responded matter-of-factly, "You'll be safe if you go, and you can also make a fortune. I'm going to ask Ueda for a thousand oceans first."

"Am I worth so much money?" Mei Xiang asked with a bitter look on her face.

"Silly girl"

Xiao Su's mother sighed after switching to Chinese, then switched back to Japanese and said, "I want more, so you are worth more. Women living in the concession where foreigners are the masters can only be worth more to those foreigners and women living in the concession where foreigners are the masters."

The Japanese look down upon you, and only by being looked down upon by them can you keep yourself safe."

Seeing Mei Xiang sighing, Xiao Su's mother continued, "After all, we are women, women in the romantic field, this is our fate. I will help you attend the dance, but before the dance, you have to hide it

Now, that stupid kid Qiushi has to hide himself."

"I will hide it well," Mei Xiang nodded and agreed.

"In the afternoon, ask your mute driver to make more trips and collect more food and drink for the family, especially more medicines. In case of war, these will be worth a lot of money, and they will help us live and work.

capital."

"What about you?" Mei Xiang looked at Xiao Su's mother, "Aren't you going to hide?"

"I'm going to take a gamble"

Xiao Su's mother's mean and fat face showed an almost shining confidence, "I want to see if the little devil next to me can save me. If he can save me, I can also find a way to save you."

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If he can't save me, I will die with him and burn down his tobacco-making workshop. When the time comes, you can run away if you have the information.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In any case, if you are gone and the Japanese can't save me, my good days are over, and living is really meaningless.

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"Little Su's mother"

Meixiang switched back to Chinese, and there was also a trace of crying in her slightly complaining tone.

"I have committed too many sins in my life and cannot have children. Fortunately, I don't want to give birth to that little devil."

Xiao Su's mother continued to say with a smile in Japanese mixed with many mistakes, "You loser is my child, and I have to find a way for my daughter to survive."

"Cousin, please go downstairs first." Mei Xiang greeted Wei Ran in Chinese, who was eavesdropping and taking photos.

"good"

Wei Ran, who pretended not to understand Japanese, responded simply, sighed secretly, turned around and went downstairs, quietly listening to the vague words coming from behind him, from the beautiful cousin and the mean little Su mother.

Crying sound.

For Wei Ran, for the time being, he had no way of telling whether the two women who could speak Japanese were good or bad people. But after waiting downstairs for about an hour, he was called upstairs again and took some pictures of the women's eyes.

A group photo with tears still remaining.

After finishing lunch in a harmonious manner, Xiao Su's mother, who was extraordinarily gorgeous in gold and silver, returned to her annoying sarcastic demeanor, but in the end, at Mei Xiang's request, she came here

In front of the small building, I took a group photo with everyone.

After bidding farewell to Xiao Su's mother and agreeing to develop the photos tomorrow, Meixiang also called Cao Duba and Jasmine to the second floor for some instructions.

When the two of them went downstairs, Jasmine immediately greeted, "Brother Wei Ran, come with us to buy some things."

"Okay" Wei Ran responded, followed the two people out of the small building, got into the car and left the small courtyard.

In the afternoon of that day, Wei Ran followed Jasmine and Cao Yuba to almost all the concessions, buying all kinds of rice, flour, grains and oils piecemeal, and also bought a lot of expensive western medicine that he didn't know if they were useful.

By the way, Weiran also bought a pack of Qianmen and a pack of Camel cigarettes, and would smoke one from time to time along with these two big smokers.

In the rush of going back and forth, the time came to six o'clock in the evening, almost at the same time that the last package of gauze, potions and other items purchased were sent to the basement, and at the same time, the sanitary ware was changed after a hurried bath.

When I was putting on a clean Chinese tunic suit, young men and women were also brought in one after another in cars or rickshaws.

"that"

In the living room on the first floor, Qiushi, who was hiding behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, helped introduce Wei Ran, "The one wearing a black skirt and white silk gloves is Miss Gu. You have to stay away from her and don't attract us.

Disaster."

"That's what I said, people must think highly of me." Wei Ran shook his head in confusion.

"It's better to look down on you"

Qiushi rolled her eyes, pointed at a man in a silver suit who was chatting with Mei Xiang at the door of the small courtyard, and said, "The one with the big back and glasses is Mr. Feng Maoyun, and the one next to him is his wife Huang

Mrs.

Mr. Feng is a top student who studied abroad in the UK. He and his wife are both teachers at Nankai University. Mrs. Huang is also my daughter’s English teacher. She comes to give her two English classes every week.”

"Where is the young one?" Wei Ran asked, pointing to the young man standing next to Mr. Feng, "the couple's son?"

"Where did they get such a big son!"

Qiushi wrinkled her nose, "That's Mr. Feng's student Guan Bingwen, and he is also Mr. Feng's driver. Mr. Feng is so carsick that he doesn't dare to drive by himself. Mrs. Huang can get lost while walking in school, and Mr. Feng also

I dare not let her drive."
To be continued...