"Girl, who are you looking for?" Mother Jing looked at the girl at the door and asked.
This is a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing worn patched clothes, frostbite scars on her face, and a garlic-like face.
The girl also carried a sleeping little doll on her back.
"Auntie, is this the He family on Honolulu Road?" the girl asked.
"It's the He family." Jing's mother nodded, "Girl, who are you?"
"Who is Jin Kemujin from the police station always here?" the girl asked again.
"Jin, my wife's younger brother." Jing's mother frowned, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"That's great." The girl's face showed joy, "Is Mrs. He at home?"
"Girl, what's the matter with me?" asked Mother Jing.
...
"Mom Jing, who is it?" Mrs. He asked inside.
"Madam, a girl, said she wanted to find you, Mrs.."
"Girl's baby?" Mrs. He was puzzled and walked to the door as she said.
"Are you Mrs. He?" the girl looked at Mrs. He and asked, "Police Officer Jin's sister?"
"I am." Mrs. He frowned, she felt that the girl was a little weird.
"What's your son's name?" the girl asked again.
Aguan?!
Mrs. He's face changed. It's been a long time since she heard someone mention her son's name.
Then, her eyes stopped on the little doll in the small basket that the girl was carrying.
Mrs. He was breathing rapidly, and her figure shaking, holding the door, trying to calm down, and said, "Come in and talk."
"Mama Jing, close the door."
“Hey.”
...
"Girl, do you know my Guan?" asked Mrs. He.
"Madam." The girl took off her backpack and carefully carried the little doll out of the backpack. "This is your granddaughter."
"What?"
"This is the daughter of Company Commander He and Nurse Huang, your granddaughter." The girl said.
Mrs. He suddenly stepped forward and took the sleeping little Nannan from the girl's hand.
The little Nannan fell asleep, with a pale face and thin skin, which made her feel distressing to look at.
Like, so similar.
Xiao Nannan's face looks very similar to Aguan when she was a child, and her eyebrows are very similar to her daughter-in-law Huang Xiaolan.
She hugged the little Nannan, as if she was holding a treasure, "Girl, what's going on?"
"Our team was ambushed by the Japanese. When breaking through, Nurse Huang handed over Xiao Shengli to me and told me that if I could break through alive, I would bring Xiao Shengli to Shanghai to find my grandmother."
...
Been ambushed by the Japanese?
Breakthrough?
Mrs. He felt as if her heart was blocked by a big stone. She asked nervously, "Girl, how is Xiaolan now?"
"I don't know, the team was broken up." The girl's tone was low.
"Where is Aguan?"
"Company Commander He was not with us."
"Girl, how did you get here?"
"I escaped all the way, and the Japanese searched the mountains tightly. I took Xiao Shengli to hide during the day and rush to the road at night." A smile appeared on the girl's tired face.
"Thank you, girl, thank you so much." Mrs. He said excitedly as she looked at the little girl who had experienced vicissitudes.
"No, no, no, no, no," the little girl waved her hands repeatedly, "I finally met you, I completed the task assigned to me by Nurse Huang."
Small victory!
"She's called Shengli?"
"Well, Shengli, He Shengli." The girl nodded vigorously, "It was the name given by Company Commander He, which means victory in the War of Resistance."
While speaking, the little girl licked her shriveled lips, her stomach rumbling, and the little girl showed a embarrassed look.
"You're hungry, girl."
"I asked for some food along the way." The little girl said, and she looked at Xiao Shengli.
Mrs. He immediately understood that the little girl had designated that she would save all the food she had finally asked for for Xiao Shengli.
"Mom Jing, see what you have to eat, bring some here first." Mrs. He quickly ordered, "Make some sugar porridge."
"I know, ma'am."
"Girl, what's your name?"
"My name is Tong Wenshu, and I am the battlefield nurse in the team." The little girl said proudly.
"Okay, good kid, good kid." Mrs. He said with red eyes.
She looked down at her granddaughter who was sleeping heavily in her arms, and a deep feeling of sadness arose in her heart.
...
A car is driving on the crowded road.
The sound of horns came one after another.
The driver of a Citroen car honked the horn and signaled the opposite car to give way to him.
Not only did he not give way to the car, he also made a gesture to signal him to give way and let him go first.
The Citroen driver was angry and was about to speak. Then he saw the license plate of the car opposite clearly. He was so scared that he quickly smiled and made gestures, turning the steering wheel to get out of the way.
"Acan, why do you let him?" The young man in the back seat put down the newspaper in his hand and asked with a frown.
"Young Master, that's Xiao Cheng's convoy." The driver said quickly.
"'Mr. Xiao Cheng'? Cheng Qianfan?" The young man snorted coldly, but didn't say anything else.
A few days after he returned to Shanghai, his father repeatedly told him who could not be offended, including Cheng Qianfan. Although he actually did not take this small deputy general manager of the Central Police Station of the French Concession seriously, he dared not ignore his father's words.
...
"Brother Fan, the car just now belongs to Hou Tingfu, the Chinese manager of McGalley Bank." Li Hao glanced at the license plate opposite, turned his head and said to Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, he lifted the curtain of the car and was about to say hello to Hou Tingfu, but he saw a young man in the back row, and the young man was also looking over.
Cheng Qianfan smiled and nodded.
The other party looked at him expressionlessly.
"Who is sitting in the car?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"I don't know, do you need me to arrange someone to inquire?" Li Hao asked.
"No need." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and asked Li Hao, "Is the matter done?"
"Well, I'm looking for Meng Kui from the prison in the Target Field." Li Hao said, "This guy has long wanted to climb up to you, Brother Fan. As soon as I looked for him, he patted his chest and agreed."
A sharp-mouthed monkey cheek appeared in Cheng Qianfan's mind, and his face nodded and bowed every time he saw him.
"This person is going to keep an eye on it." Cheng Qianfan ordered.
Even though he knew that Wang Hengyi was from the Military Control Commission, he still dared to take action without hesitation. Having such a person in the prison was like a quasi-traitor there, and some things should be prepared in advance and prevented.
"Understood."
To be continued...