Chapter 67 The Moon of Yesteryear
The next day at daybreak, Aunt Liu took Liu Zi to a restaurant, Xiao Yang went to the city to pick up the things sent from the United States to Xie Ning, and only Yun Ai Ai was left at home with Han Wa Zi, busy in the kitchen.
Fu Zisi and Xie Ning were talking on the second floor. The first thing they discussed was the whereabouts of the previous batch of machines. The machines had been buried and hidden, but a few days later they sent people to dig them up and transport them away, waiting for the arsenal to be rebuilt before transporting them there.
Fu Zisi came here mainly to hand over the radio to Aunt Liu. Just a few days ago, their branch office in Shanghai was destroyed. This can be traced back to the arrest of the branch secretary in June. Because of the secretary's betrayal, many of their secrets in Shanghai and the Soviet area, including the troop deployment and combat plans of the Central Soviet Area, as well as the location of the radio station of the Provisional Executive Bureau in Shanghai, were exposed.
More importantly, the successor secretary was also arrested because of the defection of the previous secretary. Knowing Fu Zisi's identity, and not wanting to repeat the same mistake, Fu Zisi immediately decided to leave Shanghai and go to the Northeast to carry out anti-Japanese work according to the latest instructions from his superiors.
Originally, Fu Zisi and Aunt Liu were the ones who handled the handover, but because the branch office was destroyed, Fu Zisi had to leave and couldn't find a suitable person to take over as Aunt Liu's contact. Therefore, Fu Zisi asked his superiors to transfer Aunt Liu's contact directly into the Special Branch for protection and concealment. The Special Branch was directly under that man, who was also his direct contact and the person he trusted and relied on the most.
Thinking of the hardships faced by the anti-Japanese war zones in Northeast China, Xie Ning took out a small box of gold bars from the bedside cabinet and handed it over. Fu Zisi's eyes widened in disbelief; he had never seen so much money before!
“This, Miss Xie, your financial situation isn’t good either, how can we possibly accept this…” Fu Zisi’s face turned red, but he knew Xie Ning’s financial situation. She used to give them a small amount of money every month, and now she was giving out so much, which was probably all of her wealth.
Xie Ning laughed and said, "Just accept it without worry. This isn't just mine. I know there are many patriots in China who have donated to you, but there are also many overseas. These were all raised by my friends abroad. Even though they are far across the ocean, their patriotic hearts are no less."
Then Xie Ning took out a notebook, which recorded in detail who donated how much, including not only their name but also their full identity.
“Every citizen who has contributed to the country should have their name recorded. We should all remember them, whether they were soldiers fighting the Japanese invaders on the front lines or people working silently behind the scenes, right?”
This box of gold bars was not only a donation to the front lines of the war against Japan, but also a pledge of loyalty. Each person in the notebook expressed their support for the party, and the party should not forget them in the future.
Perhaps everyone has a pure patriotic ideal in their heart, but the reality is that only interests can bind both sides together to go further.
Therefore, empty talk is useless; you have to offer something tangible for people to feel confident enough to place their bets. The people at the bottom of society are very important; they are a powerful force. But it is undeniable that the people who can provide them with the greatest material assistance right now are the relatively wealthy.
Fu Zisi was a smart man. He understood Xie Ning's meaning and said solemnly, "You are right. I will report this matter to my direct superior. Everyone who has made efforts for the country should not be forgotten."
The two reached a consensus and smiled at each other.
"Teacher Xie, Mr. Fu, it's time for breakfast!" The simple-minded boy poked his head in through the doorway, staring at Fu Zisi with his round eyes and a goofy smile.
"Mr. Fu, Aunt Liu left half a chicken. This morning, my sister made chicken and mushroom congee for you to nourish your body. It's so delicious."
He swallowed as he spoke, looking incredibly hungry.
Xie Ning took his hand and led him downstairs, asking, "The private school is closed today, where's your brother Ping An?"
In the private school, he was called Mr. Xu, but in private, the simple-minded children affectionately called him Xu Ping'an, or Brother Ping'an.
The simple-minded boy tilted his head and said, "Brother Ping An went to mail the letter early this morning."
"This child is stubborn," Xie Ning sighed. Ever since he settled down here, Xu Ping'an had been sending letters to his home, hoping to get even a few words from him.
It is also a way of escaping inner unease.
Just when Xie Ning thought Xu Ping'an had returned empty-handed again, he came running back excitedly, crying and laughing like a child, "Teacher, teacher, I have news about my family! My little sister is still alive! She's working as a medic in the guerrilla area in Northeast China, I, I want to go find her!"
His parents and older brother had already died at the hands of the Japanese devils, and he couldn't lose his youngest sister too. Moreover, "Teacher, I have always been a coward, afraid to take up a gun or carry a cannon, but I can't run away anymore. Rather than living in regret every day, I would rather go to the battlefield to protect my family and defend my country."
When he learned that his hometown had been invaded, he fled and was unable to return in time to save his family, which was a lifelong pain for him.
Xie Ning wiped his tears with a handkerchief and said with a laugh, "You're such a grown man, why are you still crying? Going to the Northeast is fine, but why did you insist on going to the battlefield? Fighting the enemy on the battlefield is to protect the country, but you are my student. Instead of carrying a gun and firing three shots to kill one Japanese soldier, why don't you help them modify guns and cannons in the rear? Wouldn't more Japanese soldiers die at your hands that way?"
You are very capable; there's no need to underestimate yourself.
Just like she quietly stayed in a remote town, but did she really do nothing?
A person can only play a greater role when they are in the right position.
"Teacher, I..." Xu Ping'an was somewhat bewildered. Could he really do it? He could only make minor modifications to some rifles and cannons, far inferior to Xie Ning. But when he met Xie Ning's firm eyes, the hesitation on Xu Ping'an's face gradually disappeared.
Since Fu Zisi was also going to Northeast China, Xu Ping'an accompanied him. Fu Zisi was overjoyed to be able to bring such a talented person who could modify guns along, and promised Xie Ning that he would absolutely guarantee the safety of her students.
Xie Ning thanked him, but still reminded Xu Ping'an to act cautiously and avoid acting on impulse. Otherwise, he would not only harm himself but also others. Everyone only has one life, and life has no distinction of high or low status.
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