Chapter 1723: reunion
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As soon as the first month passes, the weather gets warmer.
The artillery finally stopped for a few minutes. The Japanese puppet government was established in Nanjing and there was a temporary peace in Shanghai.
But in such an environment, livelihood is very difficult.
Rice has become a high price, vegetables and fruits have become a luxury, let alone meat dishes.
Gu Zhen's salary is not high, and her mother and sister are hard to live. The crops in her hometown have no harvest because of the war, so she can only rely on herself. She is careful not to provoke right and wrong or make herself sick.
Fortunately, the rent will not be paid. When the war is over in the future, it will be given to the landlady once and for all.
After Zhang Xinmei's activities, the people in Hongmen disappeared the next day. Gu had a disease since then. She has a low fever intermittently. She feels sad every day, but she can't say what's wrong. Half a month later, her mood gradually stabilized and her illness gradually improved. Zhang asked someone to give her a dish, including ribs, old hens, live fish, apples and various vegetables.
At the same time, he gave her a telegram, which was sent by Si yuzao.
"Yuzao has been thinking about you. Let me always come to see you. Do you need to tell her about your illness? " Asked Zhang Xinmei. Gu shook his head and said, "I'm all right now without Jiu Ye." "
then you should stew the hen and make up for yourself." Zhang Xinmei said, "the medicine in Shanghai is in short supply now. You may die of minor illness. Be careful yourself." It's a good idea. Time passes slowly between
.
Jujube trees at the gate of the alley sprout and bloom, shade in summer and bear fruit in autumn. From spring to autumn, the cold is coming and going. Gu didn't see Bai Xian for eight months. This man was completely gone from her world. Sometimes she would like to have a conflagration with Hongmen and often kill people. Would he have died somewhere unconsciously?
At this thought, she was inexplicably cold.
A fall rain, the summer all retreat, Gu Wei Saturday, and several women in the alley chatting in the sun at the door.
She was looking at the quilt she was drying and knitting a scarf for this winter. "Miss Gu, try some dates." A woman came back from the door with a long bamboo pole. Tang Kou's date has matured and has been picked almost.
Gu has tasted one, but it's not very ripe. "
it's sweet." She's a guest. His wife also tasted it and said with a smile that Miss Gu said good things. How sweet is it?
Several people were talking, and two attendants brought in a large basket.
"Miss Gu's guest?" The women laughed, their faces beaming. Eight months later, Zhang Xinmei was entrusted by yuzao to give her four supplies.
Gu Zhen is friendly to his neighbors and always gives them to them. "Miss Si's telegram." The entourage put down the things and handed Gu Zhen a piece of paper by the way. Yu said in the telegram that he would like to eat sour beans made by Gu Xiao.
Last time, it was midsummer, and the beans just went on sale. Gu Zhen took some to Zhang Xinmei and asked her to bring yuzao. It's too hot. She's afraid that yuzao can't eat. Sour beans are just appetizing and can eat. No, yuzao is addicted.
"Thank you." Gu said to the two attendants that he also gave them a handful of money. He pushed them down and accepted them.
Gu Wei opened the basket, and sure enough, there was rice and meat.
She left two or three meals for herself and gave the rest to her neighbors. In such a war era, she is alone in Shanghai. How can she do without any help? When the door is outside, the neighbors are more reliable. After that, Gu Zhen sent a telegram back to yuzao. The next day is Sunday. It's a sunny day with high air. She packed two cans of sour beans. This is the last time she made it and a telegram she was going to return. Go to find Zhang Xinmei. She knows Xinmei's home.
Zhang Xinmei's house, everyone can go, there is no privacy. His house is very empty. I heard that he bought it all. There are three brand-new luxury cars parked under the building, and several people dressed as attendants are standing downstairs smoking.
"Is he a guest?" Gu thinks. She should have called first, but she never took the initiative to contact Zhang Xinmei and didn't know his phone number. She had to go upstairs.
The gate of Zhang Xinmei's house was not closed. As expected, several guests came. Gu called "Jiu Ye" at the door.
Zhang Xinmei stood up and nodded at her. "Did you send something?" "
Yes." Gu Zhen lowered his head. "Come first," said Zhang He led Gu Zhen to his study.
Gu Zhen goes inside. When he passes the living room, he sees a guest sitting on the sofa next to the South and suddenly tenses himself. He didn't move, the whole figure froze.
Gu Zhen happened to pass by him. I glanced at him.
She doesn't know.
This is a guest in a white shirt. The clothes are made of good materials and look very dignified. Gu
there are not many people she knows in Shanghai, and they have nothing to do with Zhang Xinmei's social circle. His distinguished guests can't be the people she knows.
Therefore, she only regarded as her own illusion and stepped into the study with a new face.
In her ear, she heard other guests ask, "are you OK, Mr. Bai?"
She doesn't know the man whose name is Bai. She handed the sour bean jar to Zhang Xinmei and took out her telegram to yuzao.
Zhang Xinmei looked at her eyes. She said in the telegram that she was very good and would probably go back to the countryside soon.
He asked curiously, "do you want to go back home?" When they were talking, he did not close the door of the study, and his voice could be heard faintly outside.
Gu's voice is very light. "I have this plan. Four of us went to work as front-line journalists and two died, one of whom was our boss. " Zhang was surprised, and his heart was heavy and funny. "Your boss went to the front in person? How competitive is the press? "
"No, he is sincere." Gu Zhen sighed, "although the owner's wife is still running the newspaper, she has repeatedly proposed to close the door and go back to her hometown, but she can't let go of the boss's will.
Recently, two more colleagues left their jobs and went back to their hometown. The newspaper office was on the verge of collapse, and most of them would close at the end of the year. It can't be opened again next year. I have to leave sooner or later. "
Zhang Xinmei thought about it and asked, "can I help you find a job again?" "
No." Gu Zhen smiled bitterly, "rice and oil in Shanghai are too expensive, and the salary is not enough for me to eat. I'd better go back to the countryside. I still have some food in my old house, so I won't go back hungry. "
Zhang Xinmei stopped trying to persuade her.
He said, "when do you want to leave? Let me know. I'll send someone to see you. This road is blocked by gunfire. There are wars everywhere. The train can't go. It's inconvenient for you to go out alone. If anything happens to you, yuzao must be very sad. "
In front of yuzao, he always dislikes her, but he does things behind her. He doesn't let yuzao feel sad.
Guzhen nodded.
She exchanged a few simple greetings and asked about yuzao's recent situation, saying, "if you have any guests, I will not delay you." Zhang
Xin Mei sent her out. When leaving the door, the VIP who was just very nervous seemed to be tensing his body again, but he had mental preparation. The tensing was just a moment, and then he was back to normal. Gu didn't see him again. Zhang Xinmei took her downstairs.
"I'll take the tram myself, and I don't need to send him back." Gu fan Dao.
"Go back slowly," said Zhang Xinmei
Gu Zhen nodded. She was about to go when footsteps came up the stairs.
Zhang Xinmei looks at the man in the eye, taps him on the shoulder, and goes upstairs by mistake without saying anything.
The man saw that Gu had already crossed the road and ran to "Miss Gu"
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As soon as the first month passes, the weather gets warmer.
The artillery finally stopped for a few minutes. The Japanese puppet government was established in Nanjing and there was a temporary peace in Shanghai.
But in such an environment, livelihood is very difficult.
Rice has become a high price, vegetables and fruits have become a luxury, let alone meat dishes.
Gu Zhen's salary is not high, and her mother and sister are hard to live. The crops in her hometown have no harvest because of the war, so she can only rely on herself. She is careful not to provoke right and wrong or make herself sick.
Fortunately, the rent will not be paid. When the war is over in the future, it will be given to the landlady once and for all.
After Zhang Xinmei's activities, the people in Hongmen disappeared the next day. Gu had a disease since then. She has a low fever intermittently. She feels sad every day, but she can't say what's wrong. Half a month later, her mood gradually stabilized and her illness gradually improved. Zhang asked someone to give her a dish, including ribs, old hens, live fish, apples and various vegetables.
At the same time, he gave her a telegram, which was sent by Si yuzao.
"Yuzao has been thinking about you. Let me always come to see you. Do you need to tell her about your illness? " Asked Zhang Xinmei. Gu shook his head and said, "I'm all right now without Jiu Ye." "
then you should stew the hen and make up for yourself." Zhang Xinmei said, "the medicine in Shanghai is in short supply now. You may die of minor illness. Be careful yourself." It's a good idea. Time passes slowly between
.
Jujube trees at the gate of the alley sprout and bloom, shade in summer and bear fruit in autumn. From spring to autumn, the cold is coming and going. Gu didn't see Bai Xian for eight months. This man was completely gone from her world. Sometimes she would like to have a conflagration with Hongmen and often kill people. Would he have died somewhere unconsciously?
At this thought, she was inexplicably cold.
A fall rain, the summer all retreat, Gu Wei Saturday, and several women in the alley chatting in the sun at the door.
She was looking at the quilt she was drying and knitting a scarf for this winter. "Miss Gu, try some dates." A woman came back from the door with a long bamboo pole. Tang Kou's date has matured and has been picked almost.
Gu has tasted one, but it's not very ripe. "
it's sweet." She's a guest. His wife also tasted it and said with a smile that Miss Gu said good things. How sweet is it?
Several people were talking, and two attendants brought in a large basket.
"Miss Gu's guest?" The women laughed, their faces beaming. Eight months later, Zhang Xinmei was entrusted by yuzao to give her four supplies.
Gu Zhen is friendly to his neighbors and always gives them to them. "Miss Si's telegram." The entourage put down the things and handed Gu Zhen a piece of paper by the way. Yu said in the telegram that he would like to eat sour beans made by Gu Xiao.
Last time, it was midsummer, and the beans just went on sale. Gu Zhen took some to Zhang Xinmei and asked her to bring yuzao. It's too hot. She's afraid that yuzao can't eat. Sour beans are just appetizing and can eat. No, yuzao is addicted.
"Thank you." Gu said to the two attendants that he also gave them a handful of money. He pushed them down and accepted them.
Gu Wei opened the basket, and sure enough, there was rice and meat.
She left two or three meals for herself and gave the rest to her neighbors. In such a war era, she is alone in Shanghai. How can she do without any help? When the door is outside, the neighbors are more reliable. After that, Gu Zhen sent a telegram back to yuzao. The next day is Sunday. It's a sunny day with high air. She packed two cans of sour beans. This is the last time she made it and a telegram she was going to return. Go to find Zhang Xinmei. She knows Xinmei's home.
Zhang Xinmei's house, everyone can go, there is no privacy. His house is very empty. I heard that he bought it all. There are three brand-new luxury cars parked under the building, and several people dressed as attendants are standing downstairs smoking.
"Is he a guest?" Gu thinks. She should have called first, but she never took the initiative to contact Zhang Xinmei and didn't know his phone number. She had to go upstairs.
The gate of Zhang Xinmei's house was not closed. As expected, several guests came. Gu called "Jiu Ye" at the door.
Zhang Xinmei stood up and nodded at her. "Did you send something?" "
Yes." Gu Zhen lowered his head. "Come first," said Zhang He led Gu Zhen to his study.
Gu Zhen goes inside. When he passes the living room, he sees a guest sitting on the sofa next to the South and suddenly tenses himself. He didn't move, the whole figure froze.
Gu Zhen happened to pass by him. I glanced at him.
She doesn't know.
This is a guest in a white shirt. The clothes are made of good materials and look very dignified. Gu
there are not many people she knows in Shanghai, and they have nothing to do with Zhang Xinmei's social circle. His distinguished guests can't be the people she knows.
Therefore, she only regarded as her own illusion and stepped into the study with a new face.
In her ear, she heard other guests ask, "are you OK, Mr. Bai?"
She doesn't know the man whose name is Bai. She handed the sour bean jar to Zhang Xinmei and took out her telegram to yuzao.
Zhang Xinmei looked at her eyes. She said in the telegram that she was very good and would probably go back to the countryside soon.
He asked curiously, "do you want to go back home?" When they were talking, he did not close the door of the study, and his voice could be heard faintly outside.
Gu's voice is very light. "I have this plan. Four of us went to work as front-line journalists and two died, one of whom was our boss. " Zhang was surprised, and his heart was heavy and funny. "Your boss went to the front in person? How competitive is the press? "
"No, he is sincere." Gu Zhen sighed, "although the owner's wife is still running the newspaper, she has repeatedly proposed to close the door and go back to her hometown, but she can't let go of the boss's will.
Recently, two more colleagues left their jobs and went back to their hometown. The newspaper office was on the verge of collapse, and most of them would close at the end of the year. It can't be opened again next year. I have to leave sooner or later. "
Zhang Xinmei thought about it and asked, "can I help you find a job again?" "
No." Gu Zhen smiled bitterly, "rice and oil in Shanghai are too expensive, and the salary is not enough for me to eat. I'd better go back to the countryside. I still have some food in my old house, so I won't go back hungry. "
Zhang Xinmei stopped trying to persuade her.
He said, "when do you want to leave? Let me know. I'll send someone to see you. This road is blocked by gunfire. There are wars everywhere. The train can't go. It's inconvenient for you to go out alone. If anything happens to you, yuzao must be very sad. "
In front of yuzao, he always dislikes her, but he does things behind her. He doesn't let yuzao feel sad.
Guzhen nodded.
She exchanged a few simple greetings and asked about yuzao's recent situation, saying, "if you have any guests, I will not delay you." Zhang
Xin Mei sent her out. When leaving the door, the VIP who was just very nervous seemed to be tensing his body again, but he had mental preparation. The tensing was just a moment, and then he was back to normal. Gu didn't see him again. Zhang Xinmei took her downstairs.
"I'll take the tram myself, and I don't need to send him back." Gu fan Dao.
"Go back slowly," said Zhang Xinmei
Gu Zhen nodded. She was about to go when footsteps came up the stairs.
Zhang Xinmei looks at the man in the eye, taps him on the shoulder, and goes upstairs by mistake without saying anything.
The man saw that Gu had already crossed the road and ran to "Miss Gu"
As soon as the first month passes, the weather gets warmer. The artillery finally stopped for a few minutes. The Japanese puppet government was established in Nanjing and there was a temporary peace in Shanghai. But in such an environment, livelihood is very difficult. Rice has become a high price, vegetables and fruits have become a luxury, let alone meat dishes. Gu Zhen's salary is not high, and her mother and sister are hard to live. The crops in her hometown have no harvest because of the war, so she can only rely on herself. She is careful not to provoke right and wrong or make herself sick. Fortunately, the rent will not be paid. When the war is over in the future, it will be given to the landlady once and for all. After Zhang Xinmei's activities, the people in Hongmen disappeared the next day. Gu had a disease since then. She has a low fever intermittently. She feels sad every day, but she can't say what's wrong. Half a month later, her mood gradually stabilized and her illness gradually improved. Zhang asked someone to give her a dish, including ribs, old hens, live fish, apples and various vegetables. At the same time, he gave her a telegram, which was sent by Si yuzao. "Yuzao has been thinking about you. Let me always come to see you. Do you need to tell her about your illness? " Asked Zhang Xinmei. Gu shook his head and said, "I'm all right now without Jiu Ye." "then you should stew the hen and make up for yourself." Zhang Xinmei said, "the medicine in Shanghai is in short supply now. You may die of minor illness. Be careful yourself." It's a good idea. Time passes slowly between . Jujube trees at the gate of the alley sprout and bloom, shade in summer and bear fruit in autumn. From spring to autumn, the cold is coming and going. Gu didn't see Bai Xian for eight months. This man was completely gone from her world. Sometimes she would like to have a conflagration with Hongmen and often kill people. Would he have died somewhere unconsciously? At this thought, she was inexplicably cold. A fall rain, the summer all retreat, Gu Wei Saturday, and several women in the alley chatting in the sun at the door. She was looking at the quilt she was drying and knitting a scarf for this winter. "Miss Gu, try some dates." A woman came back from the door with a long bamboo pole. Tang Kou's date has matured and has been picked almost. Gu has tasted one, but it's not very ripe. "it's sweet." She's a guest. His wife also tasted it and said with a smile that Miss Gu said good things. How sweet is it? Several people were talking, and two attendants brought in a large basket. "Miss Gu's guest?" The women laughed, their faces beaming. Eight months later, Zhang Xinmei was entrusted by yuzao to give her four supplies. Gu Zhen is friendly to his neighbors and always gives them to them. "Miss Si's telegram." The entourage put down the things and handed Gu Zhen a piece of paper by the way. Yu said in the telegram that he would like to eat sour beans made by Gu Xiao. Last time, it was midsummer, and the beans just went on sale. Gu Zhen took some to Zhang Xinmei and asked her to bring yuzao. It's too hot. She's afraid that yuzao can't eat. Sour beans are just appetizing and can eat. No, yuzao is addicted. "Thank you." Gu said to the two attendants that he also gave them a handful of money. He pushed them down and accepted them. Gu Wei opened the basket, and sure enough, there was rice and meat. She left two or three meals for herself and gave the rest to her neighbors. In such a war era, she is alone in Shanghai. How can she do without any help? When the door is outside, the neighbors are more reliable. After that, Gu Zhen sent a telegram back to yuzao. The next day is Sunday. It's a sunny day with high air. She packed two cans of sour beans. This is the last time she made it and a telegram she was going to return. Go to find Zhang Xinmei. She knows Xinmei's home. Zhang Xinmei's house, everyone can go, there is no privacy. His house is very empty. I heard that he bought it all. There are three brand-new luxury cars parked under the building, and several people dressed as attendants are standing downstairs smoking. "Is he a guest?" Gu thinks. She should have called first, but she never took the initiative to contact Zhang Xinmei and didn't know his phone number. She had to go upstairs. The gate of Zhang Xinmei's house was not closed. As expected, several guests came. Gu called "Jiu Ye" at the door. Zhang Xinmei stood up and nodded at her. "Did you send something?" "Yes." Gu Zhen lowered his head. "Come first," said Zhang He led Gu Zhen to his study. Gu Zhen goes inside. When he passes the living room, he sees a guest sitting on the sofa next to the South and suddenly tenses himself. He didn't move, the whole figure froze. Gu Zhen happened to pass by him. I glanced at him. She doesn't know. This is a guest in a white shirt. The clothes are made of good materials and look very dignified. Gu there are not many people she knows in Shanghai, and they have nothing to do with Zhang Xinmei's social circle. His distinguished guests can't be the people she knows. Therefore, she only regarded as her own illusion and stepped into the study with a new face. In her ear, she heard other guests ask, "are you OK, Mr. Bai?" She doesn't know the man whose name is Bai. She handed the sour bean jar to Zhang Xinmei and took out her telegram to yuzao. Zhang Xinmei looked at her eyes. She said in the telegram that she was very good and would probably go back to the countryside soon. He asked curiously, "do you want to go back home?" When they were talking, he did not close the door of the study, and his voice could be heard faintly outside. Gu's voice is very light. "I have this plan. Four of us went to work as front-line journalists and two died, one of whom was our boss. " Zhang was surprised, and his heart was heavy and funny. "Your boss went to the front in person? How competitive is the press? " "No, he is sincere." Gu Zhen sighed, "although the owner's wife is still running the newspaper, she has repeatedly proposed to close the door and go back to her hometown, but she can't let go of the boss's will. Recently, two more colleagues left their jobs and went back to their hometown. The newspaper office was on the verge of collapse, and most of them would close at the end of the year. It can't be opened again next year. I have to leave sooner or later. " Zhang Xinmei thought about it and asked, "can I help you find a job again?" "No." Gu Zhen smiled bitterly, "rice and oil in Shanghai are too expensive, and the salary is not enough for me to eat. I'd better go back to the countryside. I still have some food in my old house, so I won't go back hungry. " Zhang Xinmei stopped trying to persuade her. He said, "when do you want to leave? Let me know. I'll send someone to see you. This road is blocked by gunfire. There are wars everywhere. The train can't go. It's inconvenient for you to go out alone. If anything happens to you, yuzao must be very sad. " In front of yuzao, he always dislikes her, but he does things behind her. He doesn't let yuzao feel sad. Guzhen nodded. She exchanged a few simple greetings and asked about yuzao's recent situation, saying, "if you have any guests, I will not delay you." Zhang Xin Mei sent her out. When leaving the door, the VIP who was just very nervous seemed to be tensing his body again, but he had mental preparation. The tensing was just a moment, and then he was back to normal. Gu didn't see him again. Zhang Xinmei took her downstairs. "I'll take the tram myself, and I don't need to send him back." Gu fan Dao. "Go back slowly," said Zhang Xinmei Gu Zhen nodded. She was about to go when footsteps came up the stairs. Zhang Xinmei looks at the man in the eye, taps him on the shoulder, and goes upstairs by mistake without saying anything. The man saw that Gu had already crossed the road and ran to "Miss Gu"
