Chapter 71

Both the Hong Gang and the Lin family were targeted by the Japanese. Luo Fusheng can only be hidden in the church nursery. In order to protect them, the nuns closed all visits in the backyard.

“The current situation in Shanghai is unstable recently. Nanjing just wants to recall Dad to work in Nanjing. You can choose to follow us to Nanjing, or go north to Peking, where there is also Lin’s courtyard.”

“Brother, Luo Fusheng is unstable, I still want to stay in Shanghai for a while.”

“Xu Xingcheng may betray you at any time. It is too dangerous for you to stay! You leave first, I will send someone to look after Luo Fusheng, and when his condition improves, I will find a way to send him to meet you .”

“I want to be with him.”

Luo Fusheng heard a deliberately low voice in his ear, woke up and saw Lin Ruomeng standing at the window talking to Lin Qikai. Her back was straight and stubborn.

Lin Ruomeng felt the gaze behind him and turned around, and found that he was awake.

“Luo Fusheng…” She hurried to the bed and called his name gently, trying to hold his hand. Seeing the layers of gauze, life stopped again.

Lin Ruo dreamed of the doctor’s advice. “The injury on his hand is very serious. The silver needle has been taken out. You must take care of it, or it will be discarded! The injury is too serious and you can only eat liquid food during this time. In addition, he has a lot of amphetamines in his body. People are a new type of drug. This thing hurts the body and is addictive. You have to watch him to make sure he is free from addiction.”

These were obviously things she could predict, but when it happened, it was completely beyond her tolerance.

“Luo Fusheng , it’s great for you to wake up.” Lin Qikai stood behind his sister and looked at him with satisfaction.

Luo Fusheng squashed his throat with difficulty. “Righteous…Father…”

Lin Ruomeng knew what he wanted to ask, and looked at each other with his brother. “I’m sorry. Uncle Hong, he… went.”

Luo Fusheng could not speak, closed his eyes, and swallowed all his emotions. “Funeral… when?”

“The mourning hall was kept in Honggang for seven days, and then the funeral was sent to the Evergreen Cemetery. Fusheng, you just escaped from the dead. It is too dangerous to come forward now.” Lin Qikai advised him.

“Foster father is so kind to me, I want to send him one last journey.”

Lin Qikai had to persuade again, but was stopped by Ruomeng. “I support his decision and I will arrange it.”

Luo Fusheng tilted his head to look at him, and the eyes of the two turned, they were connected after life and death.

“But you must promise me to take care of my injuries! Otherwise I won’t let you step out of this door.”

He can’t move his hands, and Lin Ruomeng personally feeds him every day he drinks water and eats.

Lin Ruomeng hadn’t taken care of others, and these aspects seemed strange. But there is a kind of awkward caution, she will change tricks every day to give him different tastes of porridge. She must first try a bite of all the food given to him, whether the hardness is moderate, whether it is hot or not, and the taste is not salty to his appetite.

Every few hours, Luo Fusheng would massage his hands and feet to prevent muscle twitching. When he was addicted to drugs, he couldn’t help but struggle. She and Luo Cheng held on to his hand and wiped off his cold sweat. After the drug addiction passed, he was busy applying medicine and changing clothes for his broken wound. Then he took a small pu fan and fanned him with both hands alternately on the left and right, just to make him feel more comfortable.

For the convenience of taking care of him, Lin Ruomeng built a small wire bed next to his bed, which could only be curled into a ball when sleeping at night. Luo Fusheng squeezed a cold sweat when he saw her turning over and almost falling off several times.

Lin Ruomeng took care of him carefully and personally. Every day in these small and trivial things, busy like a spinning top.

Luo Fusheng gradually recovered under this meticulous care. After five days, he can get out of bed and walk around. Lin Ruomeng accompanies him to the backyard lawn of the nursery hall for ventilation.

A group of children were playing on the lawn, and a little boy ran over holding a bunch of candied haws.

“I won’t give it to you!” The child turned around and laughed and threw himself into Lin Ruomeng’s arms.

“Guoguo, run slowly. Be careful not to bump into this big brother, he is as sick as you.” She carefully helped Luo Fusheng to the bench under the wisteria trellis.

“Oh. Sister Tianying, it’s Xiao Shuang who always chased me for candied haws.” Guoguo pointed to the little girl who ran to complain.

Children are still used to calling her sister Tianying. Since Luo Fusheng brought her here for the first time, Lin Ruomeng has often come here to visit these children since then. Because Guoguo had a congenital heart disease, Lin Ruomeng took special care of him. Come and go, the feelings are very close.

“Sniff! I won’t play with you anymore.” Xiao Shuang stomped his feet and turned his head with two pigtails.

“Hey.” The little boy wanted to stop him, looking at the candied haws in his hand, he was struggling. “But this is what I left for Sister Tianying…”

Lin Ruomeng took over the candied haws with an exaggerated surprise. “Guoguo gave it to me?

She squeezed the top one of the candied haws with her fingers and thumbs, and gave the rest to Guoguo. “My sister has a tooth decay recently, so I can only eat one. You can give the rest to Xiao Shuang, OK?”

“Good!” Guoguo happily took the candied haws and chased the little girl away.

Lin Ruomeng sat next to Luo Fusheng and shook the small hawthorn fruit wrapped in rock sugar mischievously in front of him. “Want to eat it? It’s a pity that you can only eat liquid food recently, you can only watch me eat it. It’s so sweet.”

After speaking, he put it between his lips, half-concealed, but there is still time to swallow it. Suddenly a shadow came down, Luo Fusheng hooked the back of her neck and quickly grabbed the other half of the fruit. The wisteria flowers hung down, imprinting a mottled light and shadow on their faces.

The lips of the two touched, with the sweetness of rock candy. His tongue pressed, and the fruit was put into her mouth. Seeing her silly eyes wide open, the smile on his lips widened.

“It’s very sweet.” He stepped back and sat upright on the bench casually.

“Ahem.” Lin Ruomeng almost swallowed with the hawthorn nucleus. “Are you a gangster?”

“I am.” The answer was without pause.

Lin Ruomeng was speechless, he really was.

The two of them stared at the children playing on the lawn in front, and were speechless for a moment. His big hand was overlaid and held her palm lightly. “Ruomeng, do you want to have a baby for me?”

Is it that the rogue confession is so direct? Lin Ruomeng swallowed a sip of water, still with a sweet body fluid that smelled of rock sugar. What I said is softer. “Do you like boys or girls?”

“I like it as long as I am born with you.”

I can’t talk this day. Lin Ruomeng’s face flushed red, and quickly walked back to the room. There was a hearty laugh behind him.

In Hong’s house, everyone stood in the living room, and Hong Lan stood in front of them alone, and said loudly. “Tomorrow my father’s funeral arrangements are almost like this. Is there anything I haven’t thought of, do you need to add?”

Everyone looked at each other, thought about it, and shook their heads. One of the older men praised. “I didn’t expect that, Miss, you have never dealt with these things, but you can do it like this. You can rest assured that the old gang leader is alive in the sky.”

Hong Lan nodded sadly. “Thank you all uncles and brothers. Actually, I did not arrange all the matters alone, and some people have also worked hard.”

“Oh?” Everyone looked at each other, wondering who the lady was talking about.

“Today I gather everyone here. In addition to arranging my father’s funeral, I have one important thing to announce. My father was brutally murdered by the Japanese. Now we don’t have a leader in the Hong Gang. I’m afraid I will be called the following brother. Do not feel at ease.”

“Yes! The group of dragons has no leader, and it is the most prone to change. It is a pity that Hong’s helper left suddenly and did not arrange all of this.”

“No, Dad has made arrangements. Today I am going to announce the new leader of the Hong Gang.” Hong Lan fixedly looked at the door, and Lin Ruomeng pushed a wheelchair out. Luo Fusheng sat in the wheelchair with a party on his lap. Blankets. Everyone followed her gaze, a little surprised.

In Hongkou Park, Luo Fusheng was carried out in secret from his arrest to execution. The general public does not know the inside story.

“However, Luo Fusheng has…had been expelled from Hong Gang! He also helped the Japanese!”

“Yes. But Luo Fusheng was expelled from the gang for a play with his father. It was to confuse the Japanese.”

Everyone still had some doubts.

“I know, everyone still has some doubts. But everyone knows why he is sitting in this wheelchair now. The assassination in Hongkou Park that made you applaud, Brother Fusheng was the direct executor. Although he is destined to never be named in history , But we must not forget his contribution! Luo Fu can afford to be the leader of this gang.

Everyone looked at each other and finally nodded.

Hong Lan handed a jade waist card to Luo Fusheng. He stood up from the wheelchair with difficulty and walked in front of everyone, holding up the waist card symbolizing the helper. When everyone saw their waist cards, they immediately bowed respectfully. “Helper!”

“Okay! I announce that after the funeral of the old gang leader, the Hong Gang will be dissolved on the spot!”

“What?” Everyone looked at each other, even Hong Lan was shocked. “Brother Fusheng, what are you talking about?”

“You may not know that the foster father was a member of the military command before his death. He initially established the Hong Gang to complete the organization’s assassination mission. Later, in order to conceal his identity, he unintentionally expanded into a chamber of commerce. If in a peaceful and prosperous age, there is nothing wrong with the status quo. At present, you and my seven-foot men’s place should not be a small profit in one family. My Hong Gang children should be like the sparks of a prairie fire, spreading everywhere to defend against Japanese pirates! There are two Lius in Sichuan, five horses in the northwest, and none in Shanghai. Hong Gang, only Hong’s anti-Japanese and Shanghai army!”