Chapter 1249 No·Title

  Close the door, Zhao Jinzhi rolled up her sleeves again and returned to Zhao Amei.

   "Grandma, I will help you."

  She wanted to mention that the old man took off his clothes, but when she reached out to the old man’s clothes, the old man was like an animal shocked by a beast, covering her chest.

  Compared to the old man’s usual sluggishness, Zhao Jinzhi was startled by this sudden movement.

  The old man had the same surprise.

  The two looked at each other for a long time, and the old man put down his old hand with trembling lips.

"I will do it myself."

   Silently put down the walking stick, Zhao Amei stumbled to the barrel, raised her trembling hands, and unbuttoned each one with difficulty.

  The sudden resistance of the old man just now made Zhao Jinzhi a little at a loss.

   did not dare to be disturbed, she had to stand silently beside the old man to prevent her from falling over when she stepped on the water stains on the ground.

  After a long time, the old man’s clothes peeled off.

  With her last close-fitting line under the legs, a stench inevitably spread.

  Zhao Jinzhi couldn't help covering her nose and mouth, her eyes widened.

  She has never seen such a body.

Old and sagging skin, gray-black dirt stuck to the surface of the skin in large chunks, unknown years of dead skin sticking to the dirt, covering her torso tightly, and even the joints were covered with scabs. Looking at it, it looks like an armor made of dander and dirt!

  Even in the cold night, the "armor" exudes a strong stench.

  Under the dim light, Zhao Amei's body looked like an old sea turtle stranded on the shore. It was impossible to imagine that it was a human body.

  Noting that Zhao Jinzhi had stopped moving, the old man moved his hollow gaze over.

  "I also know it's dirty, 囡囡, thank you for your hard work."

   Feeling the old man’s full apologies, Zhao Jinzhi shook his head, took a deep breath and took the old man’s arm, and slowly helped him into the wooden barrel.

  The body enters the water, the strong peculiar smell is much weaker.

   Picking up the gourd scoop and soaking the old man’s exposed shoulders on the water, Zhao Jinzhi finally felt that she could breathe.

   "Grandma, why don't you take a bath for so long. It's not convenient for you. You can ask people in the village to help you."

  The old man smiled and shook her head. Feeling the warm water, she closed her eyes deeply.

   "I watched it for a long time these days, do you like Mr. Li?"

  Suddenly asked about this, Zhao Jinzhi was startled.

  "What's the embarrassment? Just say if you like it. You guys are not so good at all."

   Facing the old man joking, Zhao Jinzhi smiled helplessly.

   "Grandma also liked others."

  Closed her eyes, and carefully looked at Zhao Jinzhi's steam-filled figure, Zhao Amei's face was filled with a girlish shyness.

  Previous interview videos between Li Shixin and the old man, Zhao Jinzhi also watched.

  Hearing the old man say this, she poured shower gel into the barrel, and curiously asked, "Is that the person named Ting Qing?"

  The old man nodded.

"I knew him when I was in middle school. He was a few years older than me, and he was studying at Jinling University. One time, students from several schools in Nanjing took to the streets and called for an anti-Japanese demonstration. I used to join the crowd and was almost arrested by the police. Well. At that time, my family education was very strict. I ran out with my classmates secretly. My father is a pedantic again. If you let him know that I'm going to parade, I'm afraid he won't have to wrap up my feet!"

   Slowly paddling the warm water with his hand, the old man giggled.

"Later when the police were chasing us with sticks, the sisters all ran away. I was so young at the time, so scared to cry. Suddenly a big hand picked me up and ran! My lungs were about to explode when I ran. I can only see what that person looks like. Now I think of it, the grandson he was with you is somewhat similar."

"real?"

  Before, the old man always pestered Liu Feng's grandson, saying that he looked like an old man. Zhao Jinzhi became interested when he heard the old man talk about the past.

   "In fact, I can't remember please, I just feel familiar."

   waved his hand helplessly, and the old man nodded his head.

"He is Ting Qing, a student of my father. He only knew this when he sent me home. My father was very strict at school and pedantic. He was panicked when he saw our home. Just run away."

  The old man said calmly, unaware that the bath liquid bubbled on his nose.

  "After a long time, we didn't see each other again. It wasn't until Nanjing fell, my elder brother and mother died, and my father went crazy, that I finally saw him again.

  At that time, all the troops in Nanjing had been disbanded. He joined the Nanjing garrison and drilled the alley with a company commander of the teaching corps. How can he be called a soldier? It's nothing more than picking up a dead man's gun and wearing a school uniform from Jinling University.

  He let the mortar break half of his arm, and the company commander sent him to the refuge of Jinling University. Later, my father went crazy and Tian ran wild at school. I saw him in a school when I was chasing my father. "

   "Then did he survive?"

  Zhao Jinzhi couldn't help but ask.

  Talking about life and death, the old man nodded vigorously.

"Alive! He has a big life, and the wound has not been infected. Later, in the refuge, I took care of my father with me for more than a month. It may be because of the student. After seeing him, my father rarely calmed down and stopped being mad. Run. It’s just the word “lost of family and country” every day until death.”

  Hearing this, Zhao Jinzhi didn't know what to say.

  A 13- or 14-year-old girl lost all her relatives in a short period of one month. She searched her belly and couldn't think of any comforting words.

   "What happened then? Are you together?"

  The old man shook his head hard.

"At first there was food in the refuge, but nothing was eaten later. The Japanese surrounded the school again to prevent people from entering or leaving. A few foreigners went to negotiate, but the Japanese only gave them enough food for foreigners. .

  Everyone can’t help but take out everything that can be eaten in the school. Fortunately, there is an agricultural college in Jinling University. There are some seeds for teaching in the teaching warehouse of the agricultural college. Everyone uses soybeans, mung beans and red beans to sprout bean sprouts, tighten their belts, and deal with them for 20 days.

  Afterwards, I really didn’t eat. I took out the rabbits and frogs from the medical school in formalin. At that time, the Chinese soldiers in Nanjing were almost dead, and the Japanese began to celebrate.

  Send someone to the refuge to find a female student. Go to the celebration party. As long as there are female students, they will be given food. "

  Speaking of this, the old man closed his eyes.

"Before my father died, he was sober for a while. He entrusted me to Ting Qing and let us worship Tiandi and Mount Tai in front of him. But at that time Ting Qing escaped from the dead, the injury was still not healed, and he ate every day. If you don’t have enough food, you can't even take care of yourself, so how can you take care of me?"

"After my father died, Ting Qing buried him with me in the back of the College of Arts. Xu Ye worked too much, and Ting Qing fell ill the next day. I was anxious, I was afraid, all over the world. Now I only have someone I know. I went to ask those foreigners to save him. They didn’t have medicine and only gave me a steamed bun. That night, the Japanese came again. Twenty female students wanted to evacuate. He said that as long as the female students are given, sufficient medicine and food will be given to the refugees."

  The old man did not continue.

  But Zhao Jinzhi has guessed it.

   "So, did you go?"

  Flickering in her eyes, Zhao Jinzhi asked, squirming her lips.

  The old man did not answer, but shook his head.

"Ting Qing swayed that day and gave me the bracelet his mother left behind. If he died, he told me to exchange that bracelet for half a steamed bun. If he survived, the bracelet would be his. The bride price. The bracelet was later told me to accidentally break it."

  As if the bracelet is broken, it is a big thing like the sky collapses, and the old man starts to cry.

  Zhao Jinzhi also cried.

  I don’t know how long she had been crying, but the old man took her hand.

   "Naughty, grandma knows that she is too troublesome."

  Every wrinkle on Zhao Amei’s face is twisted, entangled and trembling in pain.

   "I can't tell, I don't know why I can't tell, but I really can't tell!"

   "Grandma! Don't get excited."

   Seeing Zhao Amei hit the barrel with her head in pain, Zhao Jinzhi stopped her neck and pressed her into her arms.

   "Then don't say it, no one is forcing you. If you don't want to say it, we won't ask again! Okay?"

  The old man shook his head vigorously and struggling out of Zhao Jinzhi's arms.

  The next moment, she burst out with a force that seemed to be useless in her life, and she clung to the edge of the wooden barrel with her hands.

  With the sound of a splash of water, her body buried in the water was then exposed to the air, in front of the camera.

  The dirt had peeled off, and the body that had been soaked white was also exposed in front of Zhao Jinzhi.

  Zhao Jinzhi's eyes widened in horror.

  What kind of body is that?

  Even after eighty years, those graffiti and the "barrage" engraved on the body are still alive.

   Savage and violent!

  (End of this chapter)