Just then, a little girl with a dirty face came over and said, "I know where her house is. I can take you there."

Li Xia nodded and wanted to give the little girl candy, but she shook her head: "I don't want it."

"I promised to give it to you, so take it quickly." Li Xia stuffed the candy directly into the little girl's hand.

Her swallowing action could not escape Li Xia's gaze. She clearly wanted to eat, but she said no.

Led by the little girl, Li Xia and the others followed her with supplies, and after walking around for a long time, they finally stopped at the door of a house. She called out, "Aunt Qiaofang, someone is here to see you."

Then a hoarse voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

The door was opened, revealing a thin woman with mostly white hair. She looked like she was in her seventies, but Li Xia had looked at her information and it clearly stated that she was less than fifty years old.

What happened back then left her with serious aftereffects. Wang Qiaofang subconsciously felt scared when she saw strangers, especially when there were two strange men around.

Li Xia noticed that something was wrong with Wang Qiaofang and immediately said, "Hello, Comrade Wang Qiaofang. We are sent by the army to express our condolences to you."

"Troops? I know, you are the People's Liberation Army, you are here to protect us..." Wang Qiaofang murmured, and the fear in her eyes gradually disappeared. When she looked more carefully, she saw that they were indeed wearing military uniforms.

Wang Qiaofang invited Li Xia and others to come in and sit down. Li Xia turned around and found that the little girl who brought them here was gone.

The place where Wang Qiaofang lives is a bit dilapidated. According to her, the house has not been repaired since the Japanese invasion, so traces of their invasion can still be seen here.

Broken millstones, broken doors, burned sheepfolds...

Ji Feng has been a little anxious since he came in. He paced back and forth in the yard, looking like he sensed a bad aura.

"You sit down, you sit down." Wang Qiaofang took out a few bamboo stools and wiped them clean with her sleeves. "I'll go get you some water."

Fang Yumin refused, "No, we..." He didn't mean to be disgusted when they brought their own water. He just thought that they had their own water and there was no need to make too much trouble.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Qiaofang rubbed her hands and said with her head down: "I have washed everything at home. I, I wash it many times every day..."

Not only the things in the house, but also her own body, which she washes many times every day.

This sentence made Li Xia feel very uncomfortable. She immediately said, "Thank you. I just feel thirsty."

Song Langqing also said, "I'm thirsty too."

He also pointed at Fang Yumin: "He too."

Li Xia glanced at Song Langqing. She originally thought that Song Langqing was a mysophobe, not because of Wang Qiaofang's identity, but because he was not good at drinking water from other people's cups. She didn't expect that he would take the initiative to say that he was thirsty.

When Wang Qiaofang saw that everyone wanted to drink water, a smile finally appeared on her weather-beaten face.

Wang Qiaofang really likes cleanliness. Although the enamel cup is a bit old, it is very clean without any dirt. The three of them took turns drinking water. Li Xia asked Wang Qiaofang some questions, such as whether she lived alone and where were her family members.

But the answer I got was that almost all of my family members had died.

Sighing, Li Xia told Wang Qiaofang the purpose of their visit:

"Comrade Qiaofang, we came here to interview you. I heard from the minister that there are several comrades in the village who are in the same situation as you. Can you call the others over as well?"

"Okay, I'll go and call them." Wang Qiaofang agreed, "But I don't know whether they are willing or not."

The reason why these people choose not to leave here is that they are afraid of meeting strangers and being pointed at.

Not long after, Wang Qiaofang called over three or four people. One of them walked with a limp, and one could not speak because his tongue had been cut off by Xiao Rizi. The only thing in common was that they were all very thin, their faces were full of vicissitudes, and their eyes were very timid.

Just by looking at this, Li Xia's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

Wang Qiaofang told them that the army had sent them supplies and asked them to come and collect them. They were all very grateful.

However, when they heard Li Xia say that she wanted to interview them about their experiences, they all showed resistance in their eyes. They didn't want to recall the nightmare anymore. The scars had been formed with great difficulty and they didn't want to open them again.

"It's okay. I know you don't want to recall those bad things. It's okay if you don't want to be interviewed." Li Xia said.

"But..." Fang Yumin became a little anxious when he heard Li Xia's words. However, they came here with a mission. If they failed to complete the mission, Minister Wei would definitely criticize them.

Song Langqing gave Fang Yumin a look that told him to stop talking, and listened quietly to what Li Xia continued to say.

His words were not pleasant to the ears, so he chose to shut up at times like this.

"But the reason we are doing this interview is not to expose you to everyone, we will not reveal your identity and address.

We did this interview just to make the crimes committed by the invaders public, record them forever, and prevent their beastly behavior from disappearing with the passage of time.

Their crimes should be nailed to the pillar of shame, and the suffering you have endured cannot be forgotten. In the future, we will take their evidence to the International War Crimes Tribunal and make them apologize in front of the whole world for their past actions and pay the price. "

When Li Xia finished speaking, tears silently rolled down her cheeks.

After a long time, the comrade whose tongue was cut off raised her hand. She also cried when she heard what Li Xia said. Yes, they had suffered so much. If they didn’t write it down, what if she died one day, would the account be settled?

Why should we just let it go like this?

What then is the torture they endured?

Then Wang Qiaofang also raised her hand.

Another person raised his hand...

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