Chapter 627 In the prime of life
Mrs. He patted her head.
I must have missed my son so much that I was dazzled.
She rubbed her eyes and looked again.
“Ama, the unfilial son is back.” He Guan knelt there directly.
Huang Xiaolan also quickly knelt down and said, "Mother-in-law."
Mama Lan, who came out with a bowl of small wontons, saw her wife staggering over and hugging the young couple tightly. Her tears couldn't stop flowing, and she couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes.
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Yanzhou.
Comrade "Farmer", who also stayed up all night, got up after resting for less than two hours. At this time, he was entertaining an underground party comrade who came to Yanzhou from Tianjin.
“Comrade Zhiming, it’s been a hard journey.” Comrade ‘Farmer’ held each other’s hands tightly.
Lei Zhiming was also very excited and squeezed Comrade ‘Farmer’’s hands hard, “Comrade ‘Farmer’, it’s been more than six years since we said goodbye to Shanghai!”
“Sit, sit, sit down and say.” Comrade ‘Farmer’ said, “I have been worried about you, but now that you have arrived safely, my heart is finally at peace.”
He just returned to Yanzhou from Wuhan to report on work a few days ago. After a short rest, he will return to Wuhan.
Lei Zhiming did not sit down. He took out something wrapped in oil paper from his body and opened it carefully. Inside was a handkerchief. Inside the handkerchief was a concentric knot that was only half burned.
"This is?"
"This is Comrade Guan Ling's relic." Comrade Lei Zhiming said sadly, "Comrade 'Farmer', I failed to protect Comrade Guan Ling."
Comrade ‘Farmer’ took the handkerchief with trembling hands and couldn’t help but burst into tears.
Guan Ling is the younger sister of Comrade Guan Xianglai, an old comrade in arms. In the 20th year of the Republic of China, the "Lingming" rebellion caused a **** storm in Shanghai. Comrade Guan Xianglai and his wife were arrested in Nanshi. The couple later died heroically in Longhua...
After Comrade "Nongfu" left Shanghai and arrived in the Soviet Area, he specifically asked Comrade Peng Yuou, who went to work in Shanghai from the Soviet Area, to find and take good care of Xiao Guan Ling.
Later, Comrades Peng and Ou found Xiao Guan Ling and secretly arranged for the little girl to live in a nursing home.
Last year, Comrade "Farmer" secretly established the Shanghai Office 8 in Shanghai, and secretly met with Comrade Guan Ling. The little girl back then had grown into a strong red warrior, which made him very happy and gratified.
“Xiao Guan Ling, you are only twenty-one years old now.” Comrade ‘Farmer’ lit a cigarette and took a puff, his fingers trembling slightly.
After the deaths of Cheng Wenzao and Su Zhifu, Comrade Xiangwu asked him to place little Qianfan, and he placed Cheng Qianfan in the nursing home in Beitang District.
Since then, this seems to have become an unwritten tradition. Shanghai party organizations have successively secretly arranged some orphans of martyrs in several nursing homes.
“We Red Party members, one after another, hold high the red flag, fight and sacrifice.” Comrade ‘Farmer’ said in a serious tone, “It is precisely because of countless Red Party members who are not afraid of sacrifice that China has hope and the Chinese nation has hope!”
“Comrade Guan Ling died heroically. The organization asked Comrade Guan Ling’s comrades and learned that she had a fiancé who was also our comrade,” Lei Zhiming said.
“Please organize this relic to be handed over to Comrade Guan Ling’s fiancé.” Lei Zhiming glanced at the half-remaining Tongxinkou, feeling sad in his heart.
He could imagine what a good pair of young revolutionary couples they were, red warriors in their prime.
He could imagine how painful and sad Guan Ling's fiancé would feel when he received his fiancée's belongings.
“Comrade Guan Ling’s fiancé, Comrade Yu Zheliu.” Comrade ‘Farmer’’s voice was low and sad, “Sacrificed.”
‘Huo Miao’ called and reported the sacrifice of Comrade ‘Mai Zi’.
Comrade "Farmer" was very happy. He sent his blessings to the young revolutionary couple and wished them to become revolutionary partners who share weal and woe, shoulder the wind and rain, and grow old together.
“It’s in its prime, it’s in its prime.” Comrade Lei Zhiming sighed and burst into tears.
Shanghai.
Hongkou District, where the Super Higher Education Course is located.
Cheng Qianfan, who came to the Special High School to report for the first time after being discharged from the hospital, stood on the balcony on the third floor. He and Araki Harima smoked and chatted.
Looking at the small woods not far away, he seemed to hear the rustling of the branches and leaves as the wind blew by.
Comrade Maizi, good morning.
besides-
Brother Yan Chang, whom I have never met, good morning.
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In the courtyard on the first floor.
Sanbonjiro went downstairs to see the guests off in person.
This is a middle-aged man of medium height and strong strength.
Cheng Qianfan took a puff of cigarette, glanced at it, and said with surprise, "Who is this person? I bothered the section chief to send him off in person."
Araki Harima flicked the ash from his cigarette, took a look, and said, "Nishimura Ozo, a very ferocious senior."
"Oh?" Cheng Qianfan said with a smile, "To be able to make Mr. Araki praise him as 'very cruel', this gentleman has so much blood on his hands."
"Miyazaki-kun, this person has a weird temper." Araki Harima reminded, "If you meet him in the future, your attitude must be respectful."
As he spoke, he shook his head, "This is a very cautious guy."
"Thank you for reminding me." Cheng Qianfan said casually, "I have never heard of this gentleman. I have not had any interactions with him before, and I will probably never meet him again..."
Seeing Miyazaki Kentaro's careless look, Araki Harima thought of Nishimura Ozo's weird temper and pettiness, and had to remind his friend, "Mr. Nishimura Ozo is the squad leader of the special affairs class of the Military Secret Service Department. This person came to visit specially today. Section Chief, something must have happened."
"Special affairs class?" Cheng Qianfan was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face, "What kind of organization is this? I've never heard of it."
With that said, without waiting for Araki Harima's answer, he took a puff of cigarette and threw down the cigarette butt, "Forget it, Araki-kun, don't tell me these things. I can go about my business with peace of mind. Ah, no, what I mean is , I work with peace of mind and ignore the rest.”
Araki Harima was a little angry and helpless.
Miyazaki, this guy, knows that your mind is all about business, but don’t say it out loud.
However, he glanced at Kentaro Miyazaki who spoke without restraint.
Miyazaki-kun doesn’t hesitate to speak, probably because he really considers himself his best friend.
“Let’s go, let’s go see the section chief.” Cheng Qianfan smiled to cover up his gaffe.
“Let’s go.” Araki Harima nodded.
He glanced at the road across from the Extra High School and saw Nishimura's car stopped. Nishimura got out of the back seat, opened the driver's door, and pulled the driver out. There were two big ear-scratches.
Araki Harima withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Miyazaki Kentaro. Miyazaki didn't seem to care about what he just said. He felt that he needed to tell Miyazaki about Nishimura Ozo and remind Miyazaki-kun again.
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