Every singer in Song Dynasty was a little disappointed, but it soon disappeared. She passed by a waiter’s plate and took one of the two glasses of wine and handed it to Zhang Yiping. Zhang Yiping said thank you.
"I think you are really like a patriot who is willing to give everything to the country and the people," said Song Meiling. "His talents are comparable to those of Beiyang warlords such as Duan Qirui and Li Yuanhong."
"You flatter me, Miss Song," Zhang Yiping said flatly. "I think I’m more like Duan Qirui and Li Yuanhong."
"What? You can’t be so arrogant! " Song Meiling Dao
"Because he is a revolutionary and Duan Qirui, Li Yuanhong and others and I are both revolutionaries, it’s as simple as that." Zhang Yiping said, putting his glass on the waiter’s plate and said, "I’m sorry I drank a little too much tonight."
Song Meiling said that she didn’t remove the cup from her hand and asked, "If he comes back, will you really accuse him of espionage?"
"I’ve never said that before," said Zhang Yiping.
"But …"
"Come on, if he wasn’t guilty, he wouldn’t be afraid to come back," Zhang Yiping said.
"It’s hard to make it clear that during the Revolutionary Party Day activities, which one didn’t receive Japanese funding? “
Zhang Yiping shrugged. "It’s not something I can explain clearly. It takes legal professionals to figure it out, but if a person is open-minded, he should choose to face it instead of avoiding it."
Zhang Yiping said it’s light but it takes great courage to really face people! First of all, he will face an unpredictable and complicated judicial process, which may be unfair. In the course of a long lawsuit, his personal name may be deliberately slandered by the enemy and misunderstood by the untrue people, thus damaging the reputation of his political party. Once convicted, except for people who will be jailed, the Kuomintang Party may be reorganized by the League and the Revolutionary Party. The illegal political party may be dissolved, and party member will become a street mouse. Everyone will shout and beat him.
This is a severe test for the Kuomintang and grandchildren.
Zhang Yiping, this move is really unique.
At this time, Qu Weiqing and his wife came over. Mrs. Qu pulled every singer of Song over and said that she was private. Qu Weiqing pulled Zhang Yiping aside and said, "Commander-in-Chief, this man is the young aunt surnamed Sun. How can you talk to her?"
"We met in Paris when Hu Weide brought her here," Zhang Yiping said.
"So she is the girl of your dreams!" Qu Weiqing said
"You know?"
"Who doesn’t know?" Qu Weiqing sighed and said, "I didn’t expect her Song family to be in-laws with the surname Sun unless you plan to let the surname Sun return to China to disrupt our deployment."
"Disrupt our deployment? This is absolutely not allowed, "Zhang Yiping said.
At this moment, the waltz was played again, and Mrs. Qu and each director of Song came over and said, "Let’s go for a dance, Commander-in-Chief. You can’t neglect Miss Song."
Song Ling smiled and looked natural and graceful, but Zhang Yiping looked around and found that Li Hanmei was not far from him. She was afraid to disturb Zhang Yiping and didn’t dare to come here without authorization.
Zhang Yiping waved to Li Han Mei Zhao. Li Han Mei Ma came up happily. She wore an elegant dress and smiled.
Every singer in Song Dynasty smiles elegantly and charmingly, but there is something elusive behind this charm, and Li Hanmei’s smile is natural and simple without deliberate modification. At this moment, Zhang Yiping thinks that Li Hanmei is far more beautiful than every singer in Song Dynasty.
Zhang Yiping said to Li Hanmei, "I invite you to dance! "
"Good!" Li Hanmei hurriedly said that he stretched out a white hand.
"Excuse me, everyone!" Zhang Yiping said hold Li Hanmei’s hand and go to the middle of the dance floor.
Every director of the Song Dynasty was stupefied, and Quweiqing pulled a puzzled face, and his wife also went to the dance floor.
Li Hanmei’s heart was mixed with a loud smile. She twisted her waist hard and stepped out of the dance steps rhythmically to follow the music melody.
Mrs. Qu Weiqing and his wife hugged each other and walked slowly and asked, "Who is that girl?"
"It’s the secret surname of Commander-in-Chief Li, who was born in a fragrant family, a noble family and a noble family. I think it’s a thousand times better than that surname Song Qiang." Qu Weiqing said.
Mrs. Qu said, "My commander-in-chief saw Miss Song, but it turned out to be a surname Li, but it’s not very nice to say that she was in contact with several men at the same time and many men were engaged …"
"Is there such a thing?" Qu Weiqing exclaimed, "I have to tell the Commander-in-Chief."
"Why didn’t you say that you didn’t see him playing hot with Li and ignoring her?"
"Women folk, you know nothing!" Qu Weiqing said
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Soon after the New Year’s Day, it is the Spring Festival. Before the Spring Festival, many of the original Chinese Communist Youth League and officers and men were allowed to go home for the Spring Festival.
Most of these people are from several provinces in Shandong and Anhui, but there are many people in Shandong.
Early the next morning, Daxing and Wang Dayou and other comrades-in-arms sent Erga and Liu Yamin to the train for parking. It took three hours for the train to settle down, and they had to go back to work again, so everyone embraced and said goodbye.
"Have a nice trip, Second Row!" An Daxing said, "Give my regards to my aunt. Have you come to my house and tell my mother that her son won’t go home for a good year?"
"Good, sure," said Er Ga. Everyone is from Shandong and in the same county. To see if the army has recently expanded a lot, An Daxing has now been promoted to company commander. The army can’t leave, but he Er Ga and Liu Yamin are Zhang Yiping bodyguards waiting for Zhang Yiping’s call. Now Zhang Yiping and Beijing have no time to go to war, so they have a holiday.
An Daxing turned around and left, then waved his hand twice, and the figure became smaller and smaller. They all rushed into Europe together. The brothers were bored from the canned cargo ship and the bumpy sea for more than a month. The British people endured the hard work of whipping in the trenches until they joined the salary-seeking group to beat the British people. Later, the * * group swept through France and wiped out a group of white people. Almost all of them were brothers in life and death. They were so familiar with how far they walked and how far they were.
They soon disappeared. Two people, Erga and Liu Yamin, were waiting for the train in backpacks. They didn’t speak, and their hearts had drifted to their hometown hundreds of kilometers away.
The train took a seat by the window, and the train slowly moved forward. Finally, the familiar but hazy, relaxed but depressing scenery jumped into sight. The windows passed past villages like shadow screens, and the fields with familiar brick roofs were set off in the setting sun as if pieces of sparkling pearls were shining. On one side, the dense orchards were piled with straw, and everything was so kind like a rich barn.
The name of the card jumps before my eyes, which means that my home is a little closer without it, and every time it makes my heart like a stirring note, it seems to fly out of my chest.
In the front seat are also a few officers and men who go home to visit relatives. Their excitement is hard to restrain. They go to the front of the window and hold on to the window frame. As the train rolls forward, their mood becomes more and more difficult to control, and some even choke up.
The train entered a small town on the Shandong border and stopped.
Outside the car is a vast expanse of paddy fields. A two-wheeled carriage is alone in the blue sky. The straight road moves to the end of the horizon. A barricade separates a group of simple-looking farmers from the railway. A group of young girls with red faces enthusiastically wave to the train. The children chase the roadside and play. The road leading to the village behind them stretches back smoothly and broadly.
A dozen officers and men got on the train with backpacks, which immediately caused a long scream. People outside the train had already jumped over the barricade and shouted their own names.
Stealing a look at Liu Yamin next to his eyes, his eyes are already wet.
The train continued to move forward. The sun was setting and the roar disappeared when the train walked. The field in front was still Ma Pingchuan, but at the end of the field, the mountains were lush and spread from Yuan Ye. Er Ga and Liu Yamin couldn’t help but stand up and shout, "Here we are!"
The sunset gently dyed everything on the earth with a touch of red, and the train clattered and turned its slender body. Poplars greeted from far away, but they were so hazy and dark that they fell forward as if they were a landscape painting with dark and bright hope.
The train slowly stopped and finally stopped. Here is the county seat. Outside the train, there was a lot of shouting and noise. Ga and Liu Yamin fastened their backpacks and straps, picked up their rifles and staggered down the train steps with the crowd.
A large number of officers and men got into the train with backpacks on their backs. A pair of hopeful eyes outside the wooden fence lit up the car like street lamps at dawn, but they had not yet reached the hearts of officers and men.
Er Ga and Liu Yamin got on the train together. An excited voice outside the barricade shouted and heard Liu Yamin’s heart was like thunder. It was so noisy that he couldn’t hear it in his ears.
"It’s my parents!" Liu Yamin screamed and ran over there. He was very agile when he climbed over the barricade.
Er Ga looked at the Liu Yamin family quietly and seemed to enjoy the reunion of Liu Yamin’s family.
Liu Yamin waved to Erga and left happily. Their hometown is still a long way from here, but for a group garden, it is also happy for them to go further.
Everyone who got off the bus found relatives who picked it up, and most of them came to pick up the train and went on to the platform, leaving those who were screaming and excited.
Everyone quickly picked up their luggage and went out of the platform of Erga, but they didn’t find anyone to pick them up.
Through the wooden fence, I saw bicycles, carriages and pedestrians shuttling through some foggy streets in the county, and my mother’s face gently emerged before his eyes.
The platform of Erga once again searched for people who didn’t know him. Everyone gradually lost sight of him. An aunt stopped in the waiting room and brought him a cup of hot tea. Erga turned around and thanked her. She smiled at Erga with a wrinkled face and asked gently, "Didn’t the gay family pick you up?" Will you not receive your report? "
"Maybe. I’ll wait a little longer. If I don’t come, I’ll walk back by myself. It’s not many years away. I still know the way home," said Er Ga. "I’m afraid they’ll miss picking me up later."
After a while, Er Ga took up her backpack and rifle and thanked the kind aunt for getting out of the deserted car.
Outside the car, there is a gurgling stream that is extending forward. The square of the old tower is standing in the dusk.
Erga walked slowly and became familiar with the street. Everything here was very kind, and childhood memories came into view.
Walking across a bridge and looking around, thick dark green algae spread all over the floor like a carpet, and the river still flashed arc light into turbulence.
A dog walked lazily in the street at the door, and many people looked at him especially the rifle behind him.
This street is so familiar. Every facade along the way is so friendly. Food shops, grocery stores, pharmacies and bakeries. I walked all the way to the front of a courtyard outside the town. This courtyard was very worn when he left home, but now it has been renovated. The copper handle is very shiny.
Er Ga stopped, as if a fateful burden was hanging in his hand. He gently knocked on the door. After a while, a ray of gentle light came out of the crack of the door and a familiar face came into view. Er Ga’s eyes grew wet.
Er Ga took off his helmet and looked at it on his back. "It’s a big sister …"
"Er Ga, you’re back. Oh, my God, we’ll return your genius …"
Er Ga tried his best to place his head, his blood boiling, and his backpack stumbled against the threshold for a few times, which seemed to have a fateful weight.
"Mom and Dad came back with Er Ga …" Er Ga’s elder sister turned and shouted at the door, and the sound was a little broken with excitement.
Zhang Yiping nodded and said, "I don’t know, but I suggest he stay in the United States."
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