The housewarming banquet at noon only consisted of three vegetables, a steamed mandarin fish, and a jar of wine, which just filled the stone table in the courtyard. Although it was simple and plain, not as delicious as the ones in Guangheju, it was better because of the thought put into it.
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Once the door is closed, it is isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world. It has the charm of "hiding in a small building and becoming one, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter." Taking advantage of the warmth of the midday sun, friends can exchange glasses of wine and drink.
Don't have a bad taste in your heart.
But no one expected that the sunny sky would suddenly become cloudy, and trouble would come knocking on its own.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang bang bang" knock on the big red door, as if someone was firing a cold shot in the heart, and the three wine glasses suddenly stopped in the air, and they all looked over.
"Here comes the freeloader?" Qian Xuan joked.
"I don't know anyone else." He Qi shook his head.
"Maybe I admitted to the wrong door." Brother Xun said.
But the big red door still kept ringing, and it was obvious that they knew each other. With doubts, He Qi quickly went to open the door. He saw a foreigner patrolling in front of the door, with a gun behind him and an unfamiliar gun.
After much negotiation in Chinese, I still didn’t understand what the foreign patrol was talking about.
He Qi simply communicated in English. The foreign patrolman's expression relaxed and he told him what happened in a few words. He said that a Chinese man was stopped at the sentry booth and claimed to be coming here. He was stopped because he was covered in blood and looked suspicious.
Let He Qi go and check.
"Wait a minute!" He Qi said to the foreigners on patrol, turned around and walked quickly towards the courtyard. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, so he briefly explained the matter to the two of them.
Qian Xuan suddenly couldn't sit still and said, "Let's go, I'll go take a look with you."
Brother Xun also stood up and followed silently.
The three of them followed the foreign patrol to the sentry booth. Only then did they realize that the atmosphere outside was very different, and there was tension everywhere. Several shops on the opposite side of the street had closed, and the crowd on the street was like a huge wave.
It was photographed on a stone, and it was chaotic and noisy, as if something big had happened.
A man was stopped outside the sentry booth, leaning against the wall, covering half of his face with one hand. Blood seeped out from between his fingers. There was blood and mud all over his neck, collar, and even every clean place.
Even a chessboard in his arms was broken into two halves.
He Qi felt that this person looked very familiar, so he quickly stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"
"Brother Qi! It's me!" Gu Rushui turned around.
He Qi's expression was horrified, his heart trembled, and his breathing slowed down a bit. Gu Rushui's blood-smeared tearful eyes were shocking, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. Then he said a few words to the foreign patrol and pulled him away.
Gu Rushui walked towards the alley.
"Brother Gu, how did you end up like this?"
"Something big happened, I just happened to happen to it." Thinking of the scene just now, Gu Rushui was still frightened, unable to hide his grief and anger, and even his words became stammering.
Brother Xun and Qian Xuan followed closely behind.
From the sentry pavilion to Dahongmen, on this short bluestone road, Gu Rushui explained everything one by one. After listening to it, the three of them couldn't help but look at each other, cold sweat broke out on their backs, and they were no longer in the mood to eat.
The thing is like this, there is a Catholic church not far from Dongjiaomin Lane. In the Xinchou year, China lost the war and was forced to sign unequal treaties. One of them was to recognize the legal status of foreign missionaries in the country. This church
It was later built by the people of Faguo.
Gu Rushui was going to visit He Qi today. He first went to Liulichang and learned that He Qi had moved. He then returned home and took out a treasured chessboard as a housewarming gift. He then rushed to Dongjiao Minxiang. Unexpectedly, he passed by
When I went to the Catholic church, I saw a large group of indignant Chinese blocking the door, holding poles, wooden sticks and other weapons in their hands, and confronting the Chinese with guns inside.
Curious Gu Rushui squeezed into the crowd and was immediately frightened by the sight in front of him. Several mothers collapsed on the ground, holding the bodies of their children, crying in confusion, and shouted angrily to the people of Faguo: "Give me back my children."
Life comes~ life comes~"
The eyes of the Chinese people around them were even redder, they were agitated, their anger was burning to the sky, their cries were getting louder and louder, and they might break through the iron door at any time and fight the French desperately.
After a while, several more rotting corpses of children were dug out from the open space next to the church and carried to the iron gate. After hearing the news, more and more Chinese people came. The front of the church was dark and filled with anger.
Finally, the confrontation between the two sides turned into a fight. The Chinese either used their weak bodies to attack the iron gate or climbed the wall. The Chinese opened fire. Dozens of people rushing in front fell to the ground in an instant, and their blood immediately stained the ground red.
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The situation was completely irreversible. The Chinese people, who were already red-eyed with bloodshed, were all full of blood. They held the gun line and knocked open the iron door with their bodies. They rushed into the church and struggled with the Chinese people.
Gu Rushui also participated in it, working with others to treat the injured compatriots, and the blood stains on his body were contracted at that time.
Later, two patrol teams from Peiping came urgently to maintain order on the scene. However, the two sides were already fighting indiscriminately. Everyone was red-eyed and could not stop. The patrols did not dare to touch the foreigners, and they were seen indiscriminately.
The Chinese were beaten, and Gu Rushui was beaten by the patrol and fled the scene.
"Fuck!" Qian Xuan growled, gritting his teeth and eyes burning with desire, he turned around and ran towards the church. Brother Xun was a step too slow and did not hold him back, so he had to follow closely.
He Qi settled down with Gu Rushui and hurried towards the church.
The street was full of people, some running back and some going against the flow of people. Thousands of faces of different colors were so intricate that He Qi was confused for a moment and had to walk forward slowly along the street.
Look for Qian Xuan and Brother Xun.
Before he even reached the scene of the incident, he could hear bursts of wailing, crying, and cursing. It was the patrols beating people. Just listening to it made him feel panicked. He Qi swallowed his saliva and endured the pain in his heart.
Afraid, he still moved forward slowly, his eyes searching the chaotic crowd. Suddenly, a familiar angry voice came into his ears: "Fuck you son of a bitch, if you have the ability to fight foreigners, just bully us."
What's the point?"
At the same time, Brother Xun on the other side also discovered Qian Xuan and squeezed towards Qian Xuan. However, He Qi was not so lucky. The pergola next to the street suddenly collapsed and she happened to be buried. Waiting
I stood up, but before I could clean the straw dust off my body, I saw the person in front of me running back like crazy.
He Qi was accidentally knocked down again and was stepped on several times. He crawled under the eaves in embarrassment before standing up. He was about to search for Qian Xuan when he suddenly saw several pairs of patrols coming in front. A fat man
The commander, wearing a blue military uniform, with a horizontal head all over his face, waved his hand, and several rows of black guns were pointed at the compatriots.
"Boom!"
Volleys were fired into the air and warning shots were fired. People on the street were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands, but there were still those who were not afraid of death who were resisting, and Qian Xuan was one of them.
"Boom!"
Another round of volleys was fired into the air, warning shots were fired, and the smell of murderous gunpowder smoke enveloped the area. The situation was very critical.
He Qi had never seen such a battle before. He was so frightened that his heart was pounding and almost jumped out of his throat. Seeing Brother Xun desperately pulling Qian Xuan back, He Qi felt the wind at his feet and jumped over in a few steps.
, took Qian Xuan's other arm and dragged him back.
After dragging it, it was dragged to the entrance of Dongjiaomin Alley.
He Qi and Brother Xun were tired and leaning against the wall, breathing heavily. Their bodies were covered with sweat. Qian Xuan had lost two of his shoes. He was barefoot and stared blankly at the patrols arresting people on the street. Their eyes were full of disappointment.