When her anecdote reached the front line, Lin Junmai was pulling down from the line of fire to bandage the wound. Hearing this, he was not ashamed, but just laughed.

"If you have a wife like this, why do you worry about your husband?"

He dropped a sentence.

Wei Tongsheng handed over a cigarette, "junzuo, don't you worry?"

Lin Junmai didn't take his cigarette. He took an imported cigar from his military uniform pocket and held it on his lips. "What's the worry? If no man wants to see her now, then I'm worried."

Wei Tongsheng looks at his master in a puzzled way.

"If you really have a corpse, you can't let her be a widow for the rest of her life?" Lin Junmai's voice suddenly became serious.

"When a husband dies, a woman keeps her virginity. Shouldn't it be passed on as a good talk?"

Wei Tongsheng retorts that he thinks Lin Junmai's head must have been burned by the war.

If there is such a day, with his personality, don't come out from the coffin, which dare to marry Qiao ruochu man collapsed just strange.

"You are shallow."

Lin Junmai spat out a puff of smoke ring, scornful way.

After a pause, he suddenly remembered that he had written a sentence about the oath on the marriage certificate that day, and she had never been with her.

No, he wants to urge her to give him a promise as soon as possible.

He and she have made an appointment for three lives. Don't let him go ahead of time. She will promise her next life to other men. He won't suffer this loss.

"Put me through to my wife."

While waiting for the nurse to take the medicine, he told Wei Tongsheng to move the telephone.

The line in Chongqing was blown up by the Japanese army. Wei Tongsheng dialed seven or eight times before and after, but failed to get through to the Lin residence in Chongqing.

"Dial the school phone, this time, she must not be at home, stupid."

Lin Junmai couldn't wait to hear his wife's voice. He was angry with Wei Tongsheng.

Wei Tongsheng nimbly dialed dozens of school phone numbers, and finally one got through, but the one who answered the phone was a male voice.

"Please find Mr. Qiao ruochu. It's urgent."

Wei Tongsheng conveyed it in a serious way.

There politely should be a word, dada dada ran away, after a while, and for a slow rhythm of the sound.

Lin Junmai quickly straightened his skirt.

"Junzuo, what are you nervous about?"

Wei Tongsheng was shocked.

"Go away." He gave him an unfriendly look, picked up the receiver and stuck it to his ear, "ruochu?"

There probably gave a positive answer. Lin Junmai's eyebrows were filled with joy. "The oath on the marriage certificate, you still owe me. These days, I'm going to ask you to think about it."

Qiao ruochu was called over in class. He ran all the way anxiously, thinking that he was injured or something else, and his heart was almost broken. I didn't expect it to be such a serious thing.

She couldn't remember what he had written on their marriage certificate.

"Commander Lin, if you don't resist the Japanese aggressors, what will you do?" Qiao ruochu was embarrassed to glance around. Seeing no talent, he opened his voice and said, "don't be distracted. Fight a good war. No matter whether I write the oath or not, I will be your person in my life."

Hearing this, Lin Junmai laughed silently.

"Not only this life, next life, next life, you have to marry me. Don't go back on what you say is good. "

Lin Junmai complacently asked her.

"Well, listen to you."

Qiao ruochu's face on the phone is burning. She is more gentle than before and willing to say what he likes to hear.

"Write to me as soon as you can."

Lin Junmai was reluctant and childish.

"You know I can't do it. Don't push me so hard. Let me think about it."

Love promise each other, contract set three lives.

What's the best thing to say? What kind of commitment can she give him.

Qiao ruochu is really in a bit of trouble.

She heard a sharp alarm on Lin Junmai's phone, and her heart sank suddenly when the telephone line was cut off.

Then the mind was in a trance.

There must be an emergency military situation on his side. He may go to the front again

For many days, no good news came from Wuhan battlefield. More and more people were killed in the battle

Forgetting that the students are still waiting for her to go back to lecture, Qiao ruochu's hands are on the square table, and his whole body is tottering.

No wonder he has to urge himself to give him a promise.

Whether he felt that the situation was getting worse, he was afraid that he would not come back.

Qiao ruochu's brain is more chaotic and he can't think about anything.

After three days' leave to the school, she went all over the temples and nunneries in Chongqing. She knelt down and prayed for a long time everywhere. She repeatedly asked the Buddha to protect him on the battlefield and make sure he came back alive.

The Buddhist voice of the temple gives her peace. Qiao ruochu once imagined that if Lin

Junmai really can't come back. In the second half of her life, there is Sanskrit sound, which may be her destination.

"Qiao ruochu?"

The next month when she came to Chongqing, at the beginning of October, as soon as she came out of class, she was blocked by a strange woman.

Qiao ruochu has recognized her for a long time, but it's not that he can't recall where he met her.

"Who are you?"

Woman is very elegant, tall, white skin, nose perched on three or five small freckles, for her to add a playful.

"I'm ludongli." She began to name herself, looking a little anxious.

"Miss Lu, what can I do for you?"

Qiao ruochu remembered that the Lu family, one of the four elephants in Xiangcheng, was engaged in customs declaration and domestic sales of all kinds of imported goods. In private, they were also involved in arms smuggling.

"Shall we find a quiet place to talk?"

Lu Dongli's eyes are shining slightly. It seems that he has something to ask Qiao ruochu for help.

Qiao ruochu nodded.

"Go to my house."

She made a please sign.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mrs. Lin."

"You're welcome."

Qiao ruochu's heart still ripples when he meets his hometown in a different place.

How many memories.

A sigh is like a dream.

After the guests and guests came into the room and took their seats, Lu Dongli suddenly turned red, opened her mouth several times and didn't make a sound.

"Miss Lu, what's the matter with you?"

Qiao ruochu asked in amazement.

"Mrs. Lin, my father had a good relationship with Commander Shen in his early years. Relying on his relationship, our Lu family smuggled arms in Zhejiang Province for many years and made a lot of money." Lu Dongli said excitedly, "but as soon as the Japanese army entered Shanghai, our Lu family donated a lot of money. We supported the resistance against the Japanese aggressors. But we are businessmen. We can't just let the business go because of the war. "

Qiao ruochu probably understood that Lu's business might have been cut off artificially.

"Who won't let you do business?"

She asked.

"Commander Shen has forbidden us to smuggle arms since he became the second Commissioner of the customs of the national army. Now that the war is going on, there is no quantity of imported goods from Paris compared with before the war. If the arms business can not be done any more, the Lu family will not be able to maintain it." Lu Dongli cried, "Mrs. Lin, you are the eldest daughter-in-law of the Shen family. Please help us to ask commander Shen for help

Let's make a fortune in our business. "

Qiao ruochu thought it was a matter of human integrity.