Chapter 27 Holding a Group for Warmth
There were densely packed wooden fishing boats on the river surface under the Xima Bridge.
The men worked hard all day and ate, chatted and rested at a snack bar or rice noodle stall on Li Guanglian Street on the left. The women were guarding baskets of freshly beaten fish and squatting on the river bank to hawk. Some women gathered together to make up the net and chatted, while the children played and played in the river with their bare butts.
On the right are the Skill Paper Mill and the International Daily. In fact, the offices of Renren Daily and Guanghua Daily are also located nearby.
The gentle and gentle reporters, the warehouse staff, and the endless stream of hawkers carrying hawkers... The most exaggerated seller of sugarcane is lined up from east to west, and the ground is full of sugarcane, which looks spectacular. People keep flowing, shouting in various ways. The afternoons on the embankment seem to be so lively.
After three or three, Wang Jingui took the clothes sent by his son and told him to study hard and listen to the teacher at school before returning to the Li family cargo warehouse dock.
"Fourth brother, have you all moved on?"
A dignified major staff officer actually fell to being a bodyguard for others. If it were five years ago, it would be a huge joke.
However, time has changed.
In this unfamiliar place, it is not easy to make a living. Not to mention being a bodyguard for others, Gu Jianhua even wanted to rob him half a month ago.
He looked back at the timber cloth covered on the deck, took out a cigarette and smiled, "I'm ready, just wait for the eldest master."
This is a steel ship that can carry 400 tons of cargo. In order to make the eldest master more comfortable, Mr. Liu specially asked the boss to drive the ship to Wuji Shipyard for surprise modification.
The cargo hold has become several cabins, and just now, several trucks of large beds, desks and sofas were sent. Secretary Ruan is like a hostess. She has the final say on how to arrange the cabin and how to lay the sheets and bedding. Others cannot touch their hands.
The deck is even more exaggeratedly modified, and under the tarpaulin are actually two iron racks that can be supported.
Ding Maocai has great magical powers and I don’t know where to get two M2 heavy machine guns and more than a dozen boxes of bullets. If I encounter a guy who is not eyebrowed, I put the two machine guns on the rack and I can all "thrust" them.
The Li family is rich and has a status in Xidi. Wang Jingui is not surprised. He raised his arm and looked at the watch that Mr. Liu had just given away the day before yesterday, and said to himself: "It's 4:30, and I don't know if the young master has finished talking to that gentleman."
Gu Jianhua half-lying on the tart cloth, took a beautiful breath of cigarettes, and spit out a series of smoke rings and smiled: "Brother, you are not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry? To be honest, I am really a little afraid of taking a boat. When I went to Phu Quoc Island that time, and the last time I came out of Phu Quoc Island, I almost vomited to death."
"This is a promising opportunity. If you have time to learn to swim, see how good those kids are swimming!"
As he was talking, a car drove to the dock.
A thin glasses came out of the car, dragged a large suitcase from the back row, and while getting on the boat, he greeted him happily: "Brother Wang, right? My shipping company Xiaolin, Manager Liu asked me to follow the young master in the future and take care of him for the first time."
Wang Jingui was about to speak, but Ruan Mingxiu poked her head out of the cabin and asked with confusion: "Are you Lin Jiasheng?"
"Oh, I'm."
"Where is the thing, why is it just a box?"
Mr. Liu said that the beautiful woman in front of him was the cousin of the future young lady. Lin Jiasheng did not dare to neglect her, so he hurriedly put down his suitcase and said, "In the car, there are three units in total, and even more than a dozen batteries are prepared. Brand new, American goods, debugged in the company, and can be used by connecting to the antenna."
Ruan Mingxiu asked: "Did you bring the antenna?"
"I brought it, and I won't be able to match it."
After helping to move things into the cabin, Wang Jingui realized that it was a radio station, a US military radio station. Only the division-level command could be equipped with this when he was in the First Corps.
The more Gu Jianhua thought about it, the more he became, the more wrong it was. As soon as he returned to the deck, he asked mysteriously: "Brother, he is both a machine gun and a radio station. He makes a cargo ship like a warship. What does the eldest master want to do?"
Although Wang Jingui was also very curious, he still glared at him fiercely: "Ask me, who will I ask? Just do my job well, don't ask what you shouldn't."
At the same time, Li Weimin was sitting in a warehouse office not far from the dock, chatting with Qian Xinlin, a history teacher at Yi'an Middle School.
He asked a lot indirectly, many times more sophisticated than his uncles. He was a cunning little fox. Thinking of the past, Qian Xinlin felt mixed feelings and felt very uncomfortable. He decided not to fight him anymore. He went around in circles and suddenly said: "Mr. Li, if you could contact your second and third uncles, you would definitely not be as worried as you are now."
Li Weimin was stunned and stared at him with his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Mr. Qian, do you know my second and third uncles?"
"And your fourth uncle and your sister-in-law. Actually, your second uncle and I are classmates. When I was studying, I often went to your house to eat the food made by Chen Ma."
The embankment is not small, but not big.
They are about the same age and are all from Chaozhou. They look up and see each other. It is normal to know each other, but this does not mean anything.
Regarding the success or failure of the plan, Li Weimin did not dare to take even a little risk and asked calmly: "Mr. Qian, do you know where they are now? Do you have any contact information for them now?"
"They said that your second uncle died, but no one saw the body. Your third uncle did go to Yan'an, which is said to have gone through the Liuzhou office of the Eighth Route Army. Your fourth uncle used to serve the National Army in Kunming, mainly helping to transport anti-Japanese war supplies. Later, he was transferred to the Fourth War Zone and then lost contact."
I told the old man that it is basically a good match. The Japanese army's entry into Vietnam is related to their wealth and life. These things cannot be easily revealed to outsiders, so not many people have known about them.
Li Weimin nodded slightly and asked again: "Where is my sister-in-law?"
When talking about Wu Guanqin, Qian Xinlin showed a painful expression. After a while of silence, he said with sobs: "Guanqin died. To protect our evacuation, your father and Mr. Liu thought she had returned to China to participate in the War of Resistance. They didn't know that she was in Saigon and was at the doorstep of their homes."
No matter what, her body also has the blood of the Li family, not to mention that she died for the war of resistance.
Li Weimin took a deep breath, covered his chin and asked, "Do you know where the body is buried?"
"I heard that I was thrown into the swamp. Our people went to search for it later, but I didn't find it. I have always wanted to tell your father over the years, but I didn't know how to speak. Maybe it's better not to say it, at least there is a glimmer of hope and I can have a thought."
"Who do you do your work for?"
"At first it was the Party Department. After the Party Department withdrew, a special commissioner from the Military Control Commission came. Later, he directly obeyed the US Strategic Intelligence Agency. Under Major Thomas, he collected military, economic and meteorological intelligence, and helped rescue the shot downed US pilots."
Seeing his thoughtful look, Qian Xinlin added sadly: "When your second uncle left, your grandfather was still alive. The old man couldn't stop him. He was worried that he would cause trouble for his family, so he set a rule. Whether it was against the law or the war of resistance, as long as he left the Li family, he would no longer be a member of the Li family. He went to Fu Temple to swear to Mr. Guan Er. So your father later heard that the Japanese military police killed an overseas Chinese named Ni Guanqing, and he didn't know that she was your aunt Li Guanqin."
The more Li Weimin thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He raised his head and sighed: "My sister-in-law doesn't want to implicate her family until she dies."
"Not only your sister-in-law, your second uncle, third uncle and fourth uncle have changed their names after leaving home. If they are still alive and do not write to their families, it will not be easy for us to contact them."
It is best to be able to contact, but there is no way to contact us, let alone this is the business of the previous generation.
Li Weimin pondered for a moment and suddenly asked: "Mr. Qian, do you still have any contact with the Consulate General now?"
"It's gone, the more you accept Lu Han's army, it's gone."
"Why?"
"Military discipline is corrupt, traitors - lewd and plundering, and do everything. They are happy, and the Chinese in Hanoi will be devastated as soon as they leave. The reason why Vietnamese hate us so much has a lot to do with what they do in Hanoi and Haipong."
The Vietnamese have a very poor evaluation of the national army, especially Lu Han. On behalf of the National Government, he accepted northern Vietnam. His subordinates had bad military disciplines, forced-ripped-people women, and robbed people's wealth. In the eyes of Vietnamese, they were even worse than the Japanese. As an overseas Chinese living in Vietnam, they really didn't like it and couldn't stand it.
Li Weimin touched his nose and then asked, "Where is the Vietnam League?"
"When the Japanese surrendered, I joined the Vietnam League. I was very passionate at first, but later I found that they said one thing and did another. If they believed him and followed him, they would not know how they died in the future. After experiencing so many things, the sacrifice of their best friend and the disappearance of their disappearance, their hearts gradually became cold, and they even doubted whether everything they had done before was meaningful."
"So I come back and continue to be a teacher?"
Qian Xinlin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Where can I go besides going back to the embankment?"
Liu Jiachang asked about it. He lived a very frugal life and almost all his monthly salary was used to help parents of students who came with him to fight against the war but failed to come back together. Now I think it is because of guilt.
Under the influence of the magnificent nationalist trend, more people joined the Vietnam League and later left the Vietnam League, including the Vietnamese head of state Baoda.
Li Weimin was unable to determine whether he had any contact with the Kuomintang or the Vietnam League now. He knew people but not the heart, and he could not check it out. He asked with a smile: "Mr. Qian, can I trust you by saying so?"
Qian Xinlin did not answer this question, but asked lightly: "Mr. Li, why did you tell my students about those things? Why are you so careful? Which way do you want to take my students?"
"It seems you don't trust me."
"Life is too precious. I have missed it once and can't be wrong again. Mr. Li, as a teacher, I have to be responsible to them and their parents!"
Looking at his serious look, Li Weimin felt that he could trust him and smiled as if nothing had happened: "What I wanted to do is what they are doing. Be prepared for danger in times of peace. Since both sides cannot rely on themselves. If Mr. Qian insists on digging into the bottom line, I can summarize it into four words - 'Holding together for warmth'. Unite all the forces that can be united, assume some obligations, fight for the rights they can win, and try every means to expand the living space of us Chinese."
“That’s all?”
Chapter completed!