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Chapter 45

"That's all for today." As the sun set, Lin Zhanyu bowed deeply: "Thank you everyone!"

"One more!" Everyone shouted.

"Not coming. Our child is going to school, and my brother and I have to pick him up." After finishing speaking, Lin Zhanyu turned to look at Wei Qingyun: "Brother, have you cleaned up?"

"Okay." Wei Qingyun winked at Lin Zhanyu, and the latter understood, quickly put all the huqin fans in his arms, and walked forward behind Wei Qingyun.

"Since you have a good voice, you don't have to keep suppressing it just to imitate the voices of big horns." Wei Qingyun didn't slow down, he knew that Lin Zhanyu was always behind him:

"Two days ago, I listened to Boss Gao's recording of "Cut the Yellow Robe" on the radio. Those lines, 'The Lonely King is Drunk in the Peach Blossom Palace, Han Sumei was born with a good-looking face' sounded very good."

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu listened to Senior Brother Wei very much: "When I have time, I will go out and find some information, and see if I can learn it."

As they said that, they walked to the school, just in time for the children to leave school.

"You and your sister-in-law are both hot-tempered people. Why are you so irritated when you come to Xueyi's place? Who does he follow?" Everyone was about to leave, but Wei Xueyi still didn't come out. Lin Zhanyu couldn't help wondering: "Senior Brother, let's go in and find Looking for him?"

"Wait a little longer." Wei Qingyun frowned: "Maybe there is something to do."

Finally, when the sky was getting dark, the child trotted out with a cloth schoolbag on his back.

Lin Zhanyu and Wei Qingyun sewed the cloth bag for him together.Unfortunately, neither of them is good at needlework, and it is barely enough to make up clothes and patches. As for the delicate work of making schoolbags for children, two pairs of thick hands can't handle it.

Later, with the help of the proprietress of the Wu family, the pieces of cloth finally looked like bags.

"Father! Uncle Lin!" Wei Xueyi ran to the two people, panting.

"Why did you come out?" Wei Qingyun said with a straight face, "Do you know that your Uncle Lin and I are very worried about you?"

In the past few years, Senior Brother Wei has been considered kind and kind most of the time, but once he confronts people with sarcasm and his pair of phoenix eyes are full of anger, he appears extraordinarily majestic, not inferior to his early years.

Lin Zhanyu was disobedient when he was a child, and could even fight against his master, but whenever he met Wei Qingyun, he seldom had the guts to make a scene.

Now it's Xiao Yi's turn, and it's still no exception.

The child didn't dare to speak, so he quickly grabbed Lin Zhanyu's clothes and hurriedly hid behind his Uncle Lin.

"I'm asking you something, what are you hiding from? Do you know how to be polite?" Wei Qingyun's complexion became even worse. He wanted to reach out and grab the child to the front, but was stopped by Lin Zhanyu.

"Senior brother, don't be angry." Lin Zhanyu smiled helplessly. He held the things in one hand and held Wei Qingyun's shoulder with the other, coaxing him softly, "If you get angry, the loss outweighs the gain."

Wei Qingyun snorted coldly, then broke away from him: "Wei Xueyi, come here for me."

"Xueyi, what were you doing in the school just now?" Lin Zhanyu took the child into his arms and asked in a soft voice as best he could.

"I didn't solve a problem, so I thought about finishing it before leaving." Finally, the child who was frightened by Wei Qingyun dared to speak: "I didn't expect it to be so late when I looked up. I was wrong."

"So that's how it is." Lin Zhanyu just breathed a sigh of relief, but Wei Xueyi was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. Taking advantage of Lin Zhanyu's inattention, he ran up to Wei Qingyun and made a face, then let go and ran forward.

"Xueyi! How dangerous it is now! You just suffered an air raid two days ago, did you forget?" Lin Zhanyu felt a headache, and he really wanted to take back what he had just said to Wei Qingyun:

This child has inherited Lu Jiang's cleverness and Wei Qingjun's stubborn temper who refused to accept anyone in the Ronghua class.

"Brother! Wait for me!" He didn't have time to worry, so he could only run after the two of them.

The three finally returned to Wuji restaurant, Lin Zhanyu just wanted to sit down for a rest, but the waiters called him over.

He glanced over there and saw a few people gathered around the old radio, listening intently.

"What are you doing?" Lin Zhanyu stepped forward with a cup of warm water: "What happened again today?"

"They said..." A boy suddenly got stuck in the middle of speaking.

"Say what?" Lin Zhanyu asked.

The guy really couldn't remember the name of the city, so he blurted out a few words and finally figured it out: "The war on the Soviet side is getting more and more intense."

"How can there be a peaceful place these days?" Wei Qingyun heard it not far away, and said with emotion: "Didn't it be said last month that the Americans beat the Japanese devils at sea?"

"Yeah, that was not an ordinary victory." The man was recalled by his words: "I read the newspaper, that small island is very close to the United States and Japan, what is particularly important?"

"Strategic position." Wei Qingyun added in due course.

"Yes, that's the word." The guy nodded again and again: "Anyway, I won, it's pretty impressive."

"Father, what is the United States?" Wei Xueyi was confused when he heard it, so he walked over and threw himself on Wei Qingyun to ask.

"Go do your arithmetic." Wei Qingyun didn't bother to explain, and dismissed the person away in a very perfunctory manner: "The adults talk, and the children don't interrupt."

Lin Zhanyu and Senior Brother Wei had very limited time to rest.In order to catch up with the work in the restaurant in the evening, the two of them had dinner earlier than ordinary people.

Since Wei Xueyi started to go to school, they have to pick up their children from school, so the time is even tighter.

Since he was doing this business and relying on his words to make a living, he naturally couldn't complain about his hard work.In order to prevent the two of them from being dry at the same time, they often take turns to do a few stand-up jobs first, and then do the counterpart work.

The final encore is also for the two to come separately, and today is Lin Zhanyu's turn.

After everyone applauded, he went to get a stool for Wei Qingyun with a smile: "What else do you want to hear?"

"Brother Lin, as long as you open your voice, you can sing anything." A middle-aged man said.

Hearing this, Lin Zhanyu smiled: "Your heart, you really flatter me." He turned to Wei Qingyun: "Brother, what do you think?"

Wei Qingjun just took out the huqin.Even if the conditions were limited, he tried his best to put the piano on after putting a square scarf on his lap: "Aren't you asking the question knowingly? I told you this afternoon that I want you to learn from Boss."

"I've only heard of his play "The Spring and Autumn Period"." Lin Zhanyu was in a dilemma: "Which aria do you want to hear? "Battle of Fancheng"? "Fish Intestine Sword"? Or "Wen Zhaoguan"?"

"Don't ask me, think for yourself." Wei Qingyun smiled.

""Wen Zhao Guan"." Someone shouted from the crowd.

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu responded with a smile, and then said, "Wu Yuan changed the scarf on his head."

After a section was sung, the guests were still unwilling to leave.They had almost eaten their meals, but they were still willing to stay here to support this pair of senior brothers.

"Then I'll do it again." Lin Zhanyu thought about it, and his smile gradually faded away.He recalled Nanjing in the late spring of that year.

"Brother, there is no need to pull the strings, I will sing a few lines." He turned his head and said.

Wei Qingyun nodded in response.

Lin Zhanyu calmed down before speaking:

Day after day passed, and my heart seemed to be frying.

There is a three-foot sword hanging on the waist in vain, and it is impossible to avenge the parents.

As the other party began to sing, Wei Qingyun stood up, turned around and put away the huqin.

Isn't it just that parents' enmity cannot be avenged?It is not easy for them to keep their lives in exile.

They have been doing propaganda in the rear, not soldiers on the front line. When Lin Zhanyu blocked a bullet for him in the outskirts of Nanjing a few years ago, it was the closest they were to a real war other than air strikes.

After Lin Zhanyu was injured, he was almost unconscious and didn't know anything, but Wei Qingyun remembered it clearly.

It wasn't the first time he'd felt guns ringing in his ears.Once at the gate of the Japanese barracks in Jinan City, the boy himself shot.

It was not the first time he had seen blood, also in his hometown, the blood of the invaders had splashed all over him.

But he was still afraid of it.

Because he didn't know how this person was hurt, he couldn't help but think:

Now that Zhan Yu has fallen, will he never wake up again?

The war made him too familiar with the feeling of parting from life and death. From his parents and elders in his early years to his wife, master and brothers later, he seemed to have only a few years of fate with these people.

The old man's voice and smile are like old trees in the courtyard in autumn.As the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves are covered with clothes, but the towering trees are becoming sparser day by day.

Lives that were once fresh were destroyed one by one in the artillery fire. When future generations think about it, they only know that they are one of the millions of people.

In the blink of an eye, he had no time to hesitate.

After looking up for a few seconds, he suddenly found that the military uniforms of another group of people were exactly the same as what Qiao Li usually wore.

So there was hope in a desperate situation.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Lin Zhanyu's voice interrupted his memory: "You have been standing here for a long time."

"No." Wei Qingyun hurriedly forced a smile.

Lin Zhanyu obviously didn't believe this answer.

The people in the front hall had disappeared, so he stepped forward and grabbed Wei Qingyun's hand.

What was abnormal was that there was a thin layer of sweat on the man's hands, which was frighteningly cold.

"What's going on?" Lin Zhanyu suddenly became nervous, and quickly tested the temperature of Wei Qingyun's forehead with the back of his hand: "What's wrong with you?"

Wei Qingyun shook his head very lightly: "I'm too worried."

Fortunately, this person has a lot of life, and Yan Wangye is not willing to accept it for a while.

Lin Zhanyu originally thought that the Japanese devils had suffered a lot from the defeat of the Americans in the Pacific Ocean, and their life would be a little easier.Unexpectedly, a few days later, the air strike came to Lujiang County again.

For air-raid shelters, they have long been familiar with the road.Wei Xueyi leaned on Lin Zhanyu, and asked extremely depressed: "When will we stop fighting?"

"When the Japanese devils are driven out, we won't fight anymore." Lin Zhanyu hugged the child and bowed his head.

Wei Xueyi pouted: "Uncle, where is my mother? Why do I have to wait until I grow up to come back? If she encounters an air raid by herself, will she be afraid? She also wants to hide in the dark and cold air-raid shelter inside?"

Lin Zhanyu couldn't speak, so he could only hold the child tighter.

They later learned that this was the last time the Japanese bombed the county town.

The Soviet Union fought fiercely one after another, from summer to winter.

When he put on his cotton-padded clothes again, the clerk hugged the old radio and said to Lin Zhanyu excitedly, "Brother Lin, did you hear that? The Soviet Union won."

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Notes:

timeline:

美日中途岛战役，1942年6月4日至1942年6月7日

苏德斯大林格勒战役，1942年7月17日至1943年2月2日

Another: The sentence about the old man's voice and smile comes from Mr. Yang Jiang: The old man's smile is better than the trees in the courtyard, and the autumn wind is getting thinner every day.But because I felt that it was a bit inconsistent to put it directly in it, I changed it and marked it here~