Half an hour later, the jeep stopped outside a red brick building. When Yun Huaying got off the car with her luggage, she vaguely heard the soldiers shouting slogans during training, but she did not ask about anything else.
Han Zheng lit the coal stove before leaving the house. When he got inside, he immediately opened the fire cover and said, "Huaying, come and warm yourself by the fire."
"I'm fine, not too cold."
She was already dressed warmly, and he had just wrapped her in his military coat, so she was indeed very warm.
Han Zheng put her luggage in the room, poured her a cup of hot tea, and asked her to sit by the stove to warm herself while he prepared dinner. "Huaying, my cooking isn't as delicious as yours. I didn't buy any good vegetables before, so I can only stew some pork and cabbage."
"Okay, just make something simple."
Yun Huaying had a meal on the train. She didn't take a taxi from the dining car, but cooked the food in her space at night after all the passengers in the sleeper car fell asleep. She didn't treat her stomach badly along the way.
After warming herself by the fire to dispel the chill, Yun Huaying stood up and asked, "Han Zheng, do you have any white paper and a brush and ink?"
"No."
He had only lived here for two or three days, and the family hadn't bought any of these things. Thinking she was probably preparing some mourning couplets to send to the Liang family, he immediately said, "Huaying, you rest at home for a while. I'll go buy them now."
"Go buy me some, and bring a bottle of glue. I'll cook." General Yun Huaying took off his coat and handed it to him: "It's cold outside, put it on before you go out."
Han Zheng put on his clothes, immediately took the car keys, and went out in the wind and snow.
When he came back, the dishes in the pot had been cooked and the rice had been steamed. Yun Huaying immediately took out two bowls from the simple cupboard, put the rice in them, and poured the pork and cabbage stewed with the soup over the white rice.
The two of them sat around the coal stove with their bowls in their hands, warming themselves by the fire, eating, and chatting.
After dinner, Yun Huaying boiled water to prepare for a bath. Han Zheng invited her, "Huaying, do you want to go to the bathhouse outside?"
"don't want."
Yun Huaying refused without a second thought, "I've heard about bathing in a bathhouse. I don't like bathing with strangers, and I'm a bit of a germaphobe. Bathing together is unhygienic."
She is a person who pays great attention to health and hygiene, and also cares a lot about personal privacy. She cannot be honest with people of the same sex in public.
Seeing her strong resistance, Han Zheng smiled gently: "Okay, boil water at home to take a bath. I'll boil a few more pots of water for you."
There is no heating now and the temperature is more than ten degrees below zero, so it takes courage to take a shower. Although the bathroom in the room is well sealed, I am still shivering with cold. I quickly scrub myself and put on my clothes before coming out.
At around ten o'clock in the evening, when the whole of Kyoto had fallen asleep, Yun Huaying went out with a bag full of "works" as a memorial.
Han Zheng drove her to the vicinity of Liang's house, and together they worked to post the memorial poems and elegiac couplets that she had carefully prepared tonight on the walls of the entire street.
Of course, notices were also posted on both sides of the Liang family’s gate. In order to prevent anyone from discovering it, this matter was handed over to Mo Teng.
"Hanako, are you done with the pasting?"
Han Zheng finished first and immediately ran over to meet her.
"This is the last one."
The two of them worked together to post the big-character poster written by Yun Huaying on the bulletin board, along with a printed copy of the verdict of the late old man Liang.
Han Zheng had requested this verdict from the old man. Ever since the Liang family regained power, they had been distorting the truth and erasing the cause of the old man's death, leaving the young and middle-aged people completely unaware of it. They were determined to bring this matter up again and publicize it widely, making it difficult for the Liang family to hold their heads up high in Kyoto and even in the political world.
They were outside braving the wind and snow to deliver gifts to the Liang family. There were still many people awake in the Liang family's house, sitting in the house with sad expressions to keep vigil.
Liang Yiwen's body was taken back by his family after being examined by the police and placed in the Liang family's living room for worship. His wife cried bitterly for the past two or three days, and his children were not much better off. But even though he was dead, they still had to be investigated. After two days, they were exhausted.
Now everyone in Kyoto knows that Liang Yiwen died in a sudden explosion at a machinery factory. As for the cause of the explosion and the matters involved, everyone in the circle has heard the news and is now avoiding the Liang family. Even the Liang family's biggest backer faction dares not speak out for him.
Mrs. Liang had been discharged from the hospital and returned home. Her eldest son had been suddenly captured and stabbed her before, and now her second son was directly killed by the explosion. She was already suffering from the torture of poison and was a little dazed.
At this moment, he was crying loudly in the room, babbling and cursing in a trance. The words he uttered were not swear words or curses, but a true rebellion from the bottom of his heart.
The person who was accompanying her mother was Liang Songzhi, the daughter of the Liang family. She was mentally traumatized by the accidents that her two brothers had suffered one after another. She was taken away for investigation for a day today. Seeing her mother being tortured like this, she felt as uncomfortable as if a blunt knife was grinding back and forth in her heart.
Seeing that my mother was extremely sad and angry, and her words were becoming more and more incoherent, I immediately went to call out to the sleeping man.
Liang Songzhi's man Pei Haiyuan works at Kyoto First People's Hospital and is the hospital's vice president. He has been able to hold this position with the help and support of his mother-in-law and two brothers-in-law. Now that something has happened in his mother-in-law's family, he naturally has to come and help.
"Hurry up and hold Mom. I'll give her a sedative."
Pei Haiyuan was shocked when he heard the nonsense his mother-in-law said. If these rebellious words were heard by outsiders, their family would be in big trouble.
"Don't give me the injection. I'm going to organize people to take action. I want to overthrow their rule..."
"Mom, don't talk nonsense."
Liang Songzhi quickly covered her mother's mouth. She knew that her mother was poisoned and was talking nonsense because she was not in her right mind. She was so distressed that tears streamed down her face. "Haiyuan, can you find someone to make an antidote quickly? If the poison in Mom's body can't be removed, she will become mentally disturbed and talk nonsense. Sooner or later, something terrible will happen."
Pei Haiyuan frowned tightly as he inserted a needle into his mother-in-law's arm. His face darkened. "The poison they used is too strong. Not to mention the two poisons in Mom's body, even the poisons in Fu Rong and the others are difficult to cure."
"Mom, there's been a lot going on at home lately. If the poison in grandma's body can't be cured, give her a sedative to suppress it first."
Pei Haiyuan's eldest son, Pei Mingjie, was also extremely worried. Seeing that his grandmother had been injected with the drug and was no longer noisy, he pulled his father's arm and said, "Mom, you stay here with grandma. Dad and I are going out to talk about something."
"Okay, you guys go." Liang Songzhi was also very tired, so she stayed with her mother in the room to rest.
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