Xiaobao was greedy and had eaten too much salt and fried melon seeds. He was a little choking and kept coughing.
Shao Ma then brewed a bowl of fried noodles with boiling water. Xiaobao slowly stirred it with a white ceramic soup spoon on the coffee table in the living room. The fragrance was everywhere, and the greedy little girl drooled.
Cheng Qianfan followed Shao Ma to the kitchen.
Ma Shao used a small bamboo basket to fry the fruit.
"Sir, is not at home now," said Shao Ma.
"I know, if Professor Peng is at home, it will be inconvenient for me to come here." Cheng Qianfan said.
When he passed by, he saw the curtains in Peng Yuou's study on the second floor be opened, and the curtains on one side were rolled up and tied up.
This is a secret code, which is a secret code that Peng and Ou are not at home and there is no accident.
If the curtains on both sides are pulled open and the curtains on both sides are swayed, it means something happened. However, Peng and Ou people have successfully escaped.
If the curtains on both sides are pulled open, they are all on their hems and are not tied up, it means that something happened to Peng and Ou, and they were unable to evacuate, or were arrested, or sacrificed.
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"What's wrong?" asked Ma Shao.
Her heart was nervous, and the struggle was getting worse and worse.
Now, "Flame" can't wait to contact us through the death mailbox and comes with a certain danger. There must be something extremely urgent.
"Don't worry, I'll bring Xiaobao to get food. Professor Peng is not at home, so it's not a problem." Cheng Qianfan said.
"The Special High School is conducting a secret arrest operation, and Araki Hatsuma personally led the team." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression, "It is unknown which side the Japanese are going to and who they are going to. However, I guess the level of their target is not low."
"What do I need to do?" Shao Ma asked immediately.
"Tell Professor Peng immediately and remind the organization to be vigilant." Cheng Qianfan glanced outside, Xiaobao was eating happily, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his words were particularly calm and calm. "If one of our more important comrades suddenly cannot contact you, you must pay special attention."
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"I understand." Ma Shao nodded and put a few fried fruits into the basket.
"There are too many, Xiaobao can't finish it." Cheng Qianfan glanced at it and said.
"Xiao Nan likes to eat." Shao Ma stuffed the small bamboo basket into Cheng Qianfan's hand.
"Then I'll take it?" Cheng Qianfan took the basket.
Ma Shao smiled happily, "That's right. I like Xiaobao, Xiaonan, when I see her."
Cheng Qianfan returned to the living room with a small bamboo basket, "I left Xiaobao, grandma is still waiting for us to have dinner."
"Oh oh oh, the last two bites." Xiaobao hurriedly dug two spoons and ate them in big mouthfuls.
"Grandma Shao, Xiaobao has eaten well, it's so delicious." As he said that, he bowed to Ma Shao.
"Oh, Xiao Nannan, you're polite." Shao Ma smiled happily, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of Xiao Bao's mouth.
"Grandma Shao, goodbye." Xiaobao was held by Cheng Qianfan and waved goodbye to Shao's mother.
"I like to eat fried fruits, so I will get them after I finish eating." Ma Shao said loudly.
"I know, Grandma Shao stayed." Xiaobao said in the tone of an adult.
Ma Shao was amused and laughed.
Seeing Cheng Qianfan leaving with Xiaobao's little hand, Shao Ma closed the door.
Then there was a long sigh, and she gently wiped the corner of her eyes.
If her granddaughter was still alive, she would have been as old as Xiaobao.
Three years ago, a 70,000 Kuomintang army invaded the Soviet base in Wangcunkou. Shao Ma's son and daughter-in-law died heroically. More than ten Red Army children, including their granddaughter, were cruelly buried alive by the enemy...
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"Greedy Xiaobao." Cheng Qianfan knocked Xiaobao's little head.
Xiaobao pouted, pretending to be angry. When he turned his head, he secretly took a fried fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, then turned his head over, pretending to be angry and covering up the food in his mouth.
Cheng Qianfan deliberately pretended not to see it.
He turned his head to one side, then suddenly turned around and saw Xiaobao chewing.
The two of them stared at each other with big eyes.
Xiaobao smiled embarrassedly, quickly took a fried fruit, tiptoed on his tiptoe, stuffed it into Cheng Qianfan's mouth, "Brother, you eat it too."
Cheng Qianfan nodded, showing a look of "You are considered conscience", and then gave up.
His face was normal, but he was secretly calculating the distance in his heart, and the car behind him was approaching.
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"Qianfan!" A car slowly stopped beside him, and the rear window was pulled down. It was Xiu Gushen, who had just gotten off work.
"Teacher." Cheng Qianfan quickly greeted him.
"Are you?" Xiu Gushen asked in surprise.
"I brought Ruolan and Xiaobao to visit you and your teacher's wife. Xiaobao greedy for the fried fruit made by Shao Ma, and begged me to ask for some." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
"How is Professor Peng's health? He has been busy all this time, and he has not seen him even if he goes out early and comes back late." Xiu Gushen asked casually.
"Professor Peng is not at home." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and then smiled bitterly, "It's a good thing that I'm not at home, otherwise I wouldn't have given me a good face."
"Hahaha." Xiu Gushen laughed.
He got out of the car directly, signaled the driver to drive away, came up and took Xiaobao's hand, and then deliberately let go of his hand in surprise, "Oh, what's going on, it's so oily."
Xiaobao smiled shyly, then took out a fried fruit from his pocket and handed it to Xiu Gushen, "Grandpa also eat it."
Cheng Qianfan pretended to be angry, "Okay, when will you hide in..."
Then he shut up and Xiu Gushen glared at him.
"Xiao Nan is so good." Xiu Gushen happily took it and put it in his mouth. He handed the briefcase to Cheng Qianfan, bent down and picked up Xiaobao, "Go away, go home for dinner."
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"Mom, you have something to eat, eat something." Qin Di held the rice bowl and handed it forward.
"No!" Qin's mother twisted her head aside, "I'm going to be so angry that I'm so angry that you are unfilial son. Why are you still eating? You're going to die early and live a good morning."
"Mom!" Qin Di put his rice bowl aside and knelt down with a plop.
Just half an hour ago, Qin Di told his mother that he was leaving home and going to participate in the guerrillas to fight the Japanese.
Qin's mother could not believe the sudden decision of her only son, and firmly opposed it, and even fought against it on a hunger strike.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! As a mother, it is naturally impossible for her to know nothing about some of her son's affairs and changes. She vaguely knows that her son is engaged in anti-Japanese affairs, which makes this mother worried all day long.
Now I suddenly heard my son say he was going to join the anti-Japanese guerrillas, which was like a bolt from the blue.
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At this moment, looking at his son kneeling in front of him, Qin's mother touched Qin Di's head, "Xiao Di, you can't leave. Mom is old and can't leave you. You can't leave, you can't leave!"
My mother begged repeatedly, her voice trembling.
Qin Di looked at his mother closely. He saw the white hair between his mother's hair. He saw the wrinkles on his mother's face. He saw the tears on his mother's face, and he couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.
Since ancient times, both loyalty and filial piety have been difficult.
He wants to fight, to fight for his motherland.
However, he had to leave his elderly mother.
Qin Di wiped the corners of his eyes and said to his mother: "Mom, for the sake of national liberation and to drive away the Japanese invaders, I decided to leave. Only by driving away the Japanese devils can we live a peaceful life."
"Xiao Di, mom can't bear to part with you. You are going to die. Mom doesn't want someone with white hair to send someone with black hair." Mama Qin cried.
"Mom, forgive me, please forgive my son's stubbornness." Qin Di said, "Mom, your son should be a man who stands tall like his father."
"I just don't want you to be like your father." Mama Qin hugged her son's head and cried bitterly.
Mr. Qin participated in a demonstration during the May 30th Movement and was beaten by British police. Because he was unable to treat it in time, he had the root cause. He delayed it for more than a year and eventually died unfortunately.
"Mom, if Dad is still here, he will support me and he will be proud of me."
"Tell me!" Mother Qin slapped her son in the face.
To be continued...