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Chapter 25 Overturning the Nest

Lin Zhanyu was startled, his mind a little confused: "Good luck?"

"Yes." Wei Qingyun smiled gently: "When I was working in Liandi, I met a generous master who gave me a lot of money."

Lin Zhanyu looked at him, and found that his complexion was more tired than ever, and there was even a little red blood in his eyes.

His coat didn't look as smooth as before, and a few buttons were wrongly fastened.

At this time, the western doctor took out some metal instruments that Lin Zhanyu had never seen before from the box, and said in raw Chinese: "Young man, let me see how you are doing."

After a diagnosis, the western doctor said that there was nothing serious about him, but that he had a fever for too long and caused pneumonia.

Lin Zhanyu didn't quite understand, but he obediently asked the western doctor to give him an anti-inflammatory injection, and then watched the other party leave him a bunch of colorful pills.The doctor said it was called antibiotics.

After seeing off the western doctor, Wei Qingyun went back to the house and sat by his bed.

It was almost dawn, but Lin Zhanyu didn't want to sleep.He looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly, many words were tossed and turned in his heart, and he couldn't say a word in a daze.

Wei Xueyi didn't sleep well, woke up a few times, but was quickly coaxed by Wei Qingyun.

When there was already a little dim light outside the window, Lin Zhanyu finally said, "Brother."

"Huh?" Wei Qingyun put the baby who had just been put to sleep on the bed, turned around and looked at him, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"At a time like this, it took you a lot of thought to invite a doctor." Lin Zhanyu smiled. He hadn't smiled so sincerely and happily for a long time, as relaxed as the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

"What are you talking about?" Wei Qingyun shook his head: "I think it's worth it if you're doing well."

The word "value" made Lin Zhanyu's heart instantly settle down.The hut was shrouded in the light and shadow of the candlelight, and the warm yellow halo made Wei Qingyun look very calm.

During this period of time, he lost a lot of weight, and the edges and corners of his face became more and more obvious, but on this night, perhaps the candlelight blurred his vision, and Lin Zhanyu felt as if he saw the high-spirited young man in Nanjing a few years ago.

At that time, the other party was wearing a clean and well-groomed gown, with a smooth figure, and his words were not too fast or too slow.As soon as he raised his hand and waved his sleeves, he played tricks on the folding fan.

That was their last peaceful time before the flames of war burned all over Nanjing. It was the world in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was his paradise.

Later Lin Zhanyu fell asleep, this was his first real peaceful sleep after coming to Anqing.

When he was in a daze, he heard Wei Qingyun say beside him: "Brother Shi won't be working today, stay here to take care of you and Xueyi. Take a good rest."

Lin Zhanyu took the medicine earnestly according to the doctor's instructions before he left, and his health gradually improved, but he found that the winter this year seemed extremely long to him.

Whenever Wei Xueyi fell asleep and stood in the dilapidated small courtyard waiting for Wei Qingyun to come back, he often felt that the howling wind brought the cold air from the north.He wrapped his cotton clothes tightly, but he still often shivered from the cold.

He looked up at the gray sky. He didn't know where the snow was, but he already felt that it was cold.

Lin Zhanyu's health finally recovered, and Wei Qingyun didn't want him to have any troubles again, so he simply ordered him to stay in the residence obediently until the New Year.

So Lin Zhanyu's daily life is not only coaxing the children, but also counting the days and waiting for New Year's Eve.

On the day when the new year was approaching in the twelfth lunar month, Wei Qingyun came back very early, which was abnormal.

Lin Zhanyu was helping Wei Xueyi to jump on the bed, but when he looked up, he found that his senior brother was standing at the door, making no sound at all.

The light of the setting sun shone behind this man, covering him in a hazy halo, making him not particularly clear.Lin Zhanyu smiled at him: "Brother Shi, you came back early today."

"Zhanyu," Wei Qingyun stared at him, "You're almost twenty."

"That's right." Lin Zhanyu shrugged, "It won't be long before the new year passes, and it will be my 20th birthday." Seeing that Wei Qingyun hadn't spoken for a long time, he asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"You're right, I shouldn't treat you as a child anymore, I can't hide what I should let you know." Wei Qingyun shook his head, took out a newspaper from his arms, his hands trembling a little: "Come on check it out."

Lin Zhanyu let go of the child and took the newspaper over: "Where are you looking?"

There was no need to wait for Wei Qingyun to point it out to him, because the next second he couldn't take his eyes off: on the first page of this newspaper, a long press release described in detail the atrocities committed by the Japanese devils in Nanjing.

Lin Zhanyu read it line by line and felt that he had lost the ability to speak. After reading the long speech with hundreds of words, he only had an impression of four words in the end: shelter, sales home, civilians, and mass shooting.

His hand softened, and the newspaper wobbled and fell to the ground.

"No." Lin Zhanyu stood up abruptly, staring at Wei Qingyun: "Why is this happening? Brother, why?"

Wei Qingyun was speechless, letting Lin Zhanyu sway him left and right.

The two adults lost their minds, and the little baby, who didn't understand anything, looked at Xin Xin and wanted to tear their clothes, but he lost his balance and fell to the hard ground.

The child cried out with a "wow", and the crying brought Lin Zhanyu back to his sanity.He hurriedly hugged Wei Xueyi: "What's wrong? Where did you fall?"

It was only when he opened his mouth that he realized that his voice was also crying.

Afraid of frightening the child, Lin Zhanyu bit his lip to keep himself from crying.However, Wei Qingyun became hysterical.He pointed at Wei Xueyi: "Why are you crying? Just cry if you know what."

After being reprimanded by him, Wei Xueyi cried even harder.Xiaowa blushed, out of breath, and kept hiding in Lin Zhanyu's arms.

Wei Qingyun broke Lin Zhanyu's arms holding the child, then picked Wei Xueyi up and put him on the bed, letting him look at him.

Xiaowa was at a loss, but Wei Qingyun felt more and more unhappy the more he looked at it.

As the saying goes, a son is like a mother, and Wei Xueyi is no exception.The doll's eyebrows and eyes are almost like Lu Jiang's, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was carved out of the same mold.

"Child," Wei Qingyun's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any hope, his voice was trembling: "Your mother is gone, do you know?"

Xiaowa had never seen this battle before, and she was so frightened that she burst into tears.

"What are you doing?" Lin Zhanyu pushed him away forcefully, and picked up the panicked child again: "You are so upset that you rushed to me, what's the point of bullying a child?"

This was the first time he choked with Wei Qingyun because of others.As the words fell, he also burst into tears.

Wei Qingyun didn't speak any more, and after a long while, he went out the door directly.

Wei Xueyi went to bed early at night, after coaxing him to sleep, Lin Zhanyu put on his coat and wanted to go out to find Wei Qingyun, but when he opened the door, he found that the man was sitting in the corner of the yard.

If it was normal, Wei Qingjun must have smoked countless cigarettes.However, in such a tight time, food is almost out of reach, and tobacco and alcohol are even more extravagant.

"Senior brother," Lin Zhanyu walked over to sit beside him in the darkening sky, "Xueyi fell asleep."

"Understood." Wei Qingyun replied hoarsely.

Lin Zhanyu actually didn't want to show grief and helplessness. After he received so much favor from Wei Qingyun, he hoped that he could support him when he needed it.

But he couldn't do it for a while, because he was also very uncomfortable, so he grabbed Wei Qingyun's arm and asked sadly: "What should I do?"

Wei Qingyun didn't make a sound.After a long time, the yard was pitch black, and he finally replied: "It should have been expected long ago. Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?"

"Maybe they are not dead." Lin Zhanyu said very confidently: "Brother, should we go back and look after a while? What if."

"Okay." Wei Qingyun nodded: "You're right, what if they are still alive? It's not impossible." After a long silence, he looked at Lin Zhanyu: "Senior brother told you that he would rather die than be a subjugated slave. Do you still remember?"

"I remember." Lin Zhanyu met his gaze, and suddenly noticed that the person's eyes were red: "At that time, I was in Shanghai, and you told me about it after watching Qi's old-fashioned "Grandma of the Late Ming Dynasty."

"Emperor Chongzhen on the stage said that subjugation is the worst." Wei Qingyun continued, "Do you understand why?"

Lin Zhanyu nodded his head a few times, and said "Yes" with a choked voice: "I understand." He recalled Emperor Chongzhen's chanting: "If the country is destroyed, you can only bow your head."

"Our art is to flaunt people like the old brand Qi." Wei Qingyun said: "The battle is still going on now, and it has not yet reached the point of truly subjugating the country and genocide. Words that boost morale and alert people's hearts should be counted. That's it. , can be regarded as worthy of their spirits in the sky."

His voice became smaller and smaller until it was almost inaudible in the end.

Lin Zhanyu later realized in retrospect that he thought he was comforting Wei Qingyun, but his senior brother's heart was like a mirror; he thought his senior brother needed his comfort, but the other party was far tougher than he imagined.

They didn't spend New Year's Eve in a serious way this year.In Lin Zhanyu's words, the family is gone, and it's not interesting to live this year.

They originally planned to return to Nanjing when the situation stabilized in the next year. However, as the days passed, they did not wait for temporary peace, but ushered in an increasingly turbulent situation.

After the Japanese invaders occupied Nanjing, they continued to attack westward, and the air strikes and bombings soon reached Anqing.

The provincial government moved away, and ordinary people who could run also ran out one after another.

"Shall we go?" Looking at the panicked crowd on the street, Lin Zhanyu stood at the corner and asked Wei Qingyun: "Wuhu, Ma'anshan, and Chuzhou have all fallen. Judging from the situation, it is estimated that Anqing will not last long."

"Let's go." Wei Qingyun said, "Let's go north to Hefei."

So a few months later, they went to the familiar land along the way they came.However, Hefei County was not immune to the fate of being ravaged by war. In the spring and summer of the 27th year of the Republic of China, it fell successively with Anqing.

The three traveled many places and finally settled in Lujiang County.Here, they ran into an old friend.

It was midsummer at that time, the little baby was more than one year old, and finally learned to walk, and she didn't want to be held in people's arms all the time.Lin Zhanyu had no choice but to gradually allow him to move within his sight.

After he and Wei Qingyun came to Lujiang County, they still lived on the land, and life was still tight. There was no hope of getting better, and the children needed more and more money.

That morning Wei Qingyun went to work, Lin Zhanyu took his children and wanted to go to a cloth shop to make some clothes, and met a group of soldiers walking by on the street.

It is not uncommon to meet Chinese soldiers in this era, let alone in a place like Lujiang County that has not been occupied.He didn't pay attention at first, until someone in the team stopped and looked at him in astonishment.

"Zhan Yu?" After hesitating for a while, the soldier took off his hat.

"You..." Lin Zhanyu thought he was dreaming, he couldn't believe his eyes at all: "Brother Xiao Qiao?"

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I don't know where it's raining, but I feel it's cool here.Song Wang Yu's "Sentence"

In addition, the administrative division of Anhui Province in the Republic of China seems to be different from now. Well, I think I should be right. If there is anything wrong, readers and friends are welcome to point it out. Thank you very much~

Also, how did Wei Qingyun get the money? It's far more than what he said, and I'll talk about it later (however, it's after tens of thousands of words...)