Chapter 1723

As soon as the first month passed, the weather gradually warmed up.

The artillery finally stopped for a few minutes, the Japanese puppet government was established in Nanjing, and Shanghai was temporarily quiet.

But in such an environment, livelihood is very difficult.

Rice is already sky high, and vegetables and fruits have become a luxury, let alone meat dishes.

Gu's salary is not high, and it is difficult for her mother and sister to live. The crops in her hometown have lost their harvest because of the war. She can only rely on herself.

She lived her life carefully, not provoking right and wrong and not letting herself get sick.

Fortunately, the rent doesn't have to be paid. When the war is over in the future, it will be given to the landlady at one time.

Zhang Xinmei had some activities, and the next day the people in Hongmen disappeared.

Gu Kun has been ill since then.

She has a low fever intermittently. She feels very sad every day, but she can't tell what's wrong.

After half a month, her mood gradually stabilized and her illness gradually improved.

Zhang Xinmei asked someone to send her a dish, including ribs, old hen, live fish, apples and all kinds of vegetables.

At the same time, he also gave her a telegram, which was sent by Si yuzao.

"Yuzao has been thinking about you. Let me always come and see you. Do you need to tell her about your illness?" Asked Zhang Xinmei.

Gu Chen shook his head: "no, Jiuye, I'm ready."

"Then you stew the hen and mend your body by yourself." Zhang Xinmei said, "there is a shortage of medicine in Shanghai today. Minor diseases may also kill people. Be careful yourself."

Gu Kun said good.

Time goes by.

The jujube trees at the gate of the alley sprout and blossom, shade in midsummer and bear fruit in autumn.

Winter comes and summer goes, from spring to autumn.

Gu Juan hasn't seen Bai Xian again for eight months. This person has completely disappeared from her world.

Sometimes she would think: Hongmen is conflicted and often wants to die. Would he have died somewhere unconsciously?

At this thought, she felt cold all over for no reason.

It was an autumn rain, and the summer heat was all gone. Gu Kun chatted with several women in the alley at the door to bask in the sun on Saturday.

While looking at her quilt, she knitted a scarf for this winter.

"Miss Gu, try some dates." A woman took a long bamboo pole and came back from the door.

The jujube at the entrance of the alley has matured and has been picked almost.

Gu Kun tasted one, but it wasn't very ripe.

"Very sweet." She is a guest.

Other women also tasted it and said with a smile that Miss Gu said good things. How sweet is it?

Several people were talking when two attendants brought in a large basket.

"Miss Gu's guest?" Several women laughed, with a happy look on their faces.

In the past eight months, Zhang Xinmei was entrusted by yuzao and sent her supplies four times.

Gu is a friendly neighbor and gives it to his neighbors every time.

"... Miss Si's telegram." The attendant put down his things and handed Gu Zhen a piece of paper by the way.

Yuzao said in the telegram that she wanted to eat the sour beans made by Gu.

The last time it was midsummer, beans were just on the market. Gu Chen took some to Zhang Xinmei and asked her to bring them to yuzao. The weather is too hot. She is afraid that yuzao can't eat. Sour beans are just appetizing and can eat.

Unexpectedly, yuzao is addicted.

"Thank you." Gu told the two attendants that he stuffed them with a handful of money.

They gave a false push and accepted it.

Gu Kun opened the basket and sure enough, there was rice and meat.

She left two or three meals for herself and shared the rest with her neighbors. In such a war era, she is alone in Shanghai. How can she do without some help?

When you go out, your neighbors are more reliable.

After the minute, Gu Chen sent yuzao a telegram again.

The next day was Sunday. It was a sunny day. She packed two cans of sour beans. This was what she did last time and a telegram ready to return. She went to find Zhang Xinmei.

She knows Zhang Xinmei's home.

Anyone can go to Zhang Xinmei's house. It's not private.

His building is very empty. I heard he bought it all.

Three brand-new luxury cars parked downstairs, and several attendants stood downstairs smoking.

"Did he have a guest?" Gu Chen thought.

She should have called first. Unfortunately, she never took the initiative to contact Zhang Xinmei and didn't know his phone number.

She had to bite the bullet and go upstairs.

The door of Zhang Xinmei's house wasn't closed. Sure enough, several guests came.

Gu Chen shouted "Jiu Ye" at the door.

Zhang Xinmei stood up and nodded at her, "did you send something?"

"Yes." Gu Qian lowered his head.

Zhang Xinmei said, "come in first."

He led Gu to his study.

Gu Kun walked in. When he passed the living room, he saw a guest sitting on the sofa in the south, and suddenly tightened his body.

He didn't move and the whole figure froze.

Gu Chen just passed by him, and Yu Guang glanced at him.

She doesn't know.

This is a guest in a white shirt. The material of his clothes is very good and looks quite expensive.

Gu Zhen doesn't know many people in Shanghai, and has nothing to do with Zhang Xinmei's social circle. His distinguished guests can't be the people she knows.

Therefore, she only regarded it as her own illusion and stepped into Zhang Xinmei's study.

In her ears, she heard other guests ask, "master Bai, are you all right?"

She doesn't know someone surnamed Bai.

She handed the sour bean jar to Zhang Xinmei and took out her telegram to yuzao.

Zhang Xinmei looked. She said in the telegram that she was fine and would probably return to the countryside soon.

He asked curiously, "are you going back to the countryside?"

When they were talking, Zhang Xinmei didn't close the door of the study. His voice could be heard faintly outside.

Gu's voice was very light: "I have this plan. In our newspaper, four people went to be front-line reporters, and two people died, one of them is our boss."

Zhang Xinmei was surprised. Her heart was heavy and funny: "your boss went to the front personally? Is there so much competition in the press?"

"No, he is sincere." Gu Chen sighed, "although the landlady is still running the newspaper, she has repeatedly proposed to close the door and go back to her hometown, but she can't let go of her boss's will.

Recently, two more colleagues left their jobs and returned to their hometown. The newspaper is teetering, and most of them will close at the end of the year. It can't be opened again next year. I have to go sooner or later. "

Zhang Xinmei thought for a moment and asked, "can I help you find another job?"

"No." Gu Zhen smiled bitterly, "the rice and oil in Shanghai are too expensive. The salary is not enough for me to eat. I'd better go back to the countryside. My old house has some food saved, so I won't be hungry."

Zhang Xinmei stopped persuading her.

He said, "tell me when you want to leave, and I'll send someone to see you off. There's gunfire all the way, there's war everywhere, and the train can't go. It's inconvenient for you to go out alone. Yuzao must be very sad if you have any mistakes."

In front of Si yuzao, he always disliked her, but he did things behind his back without leakage, and refused to make yuzao sad at all.

Gu Chen nodded.

After a few brief greetings, she asked about yuzao's recent situation and said, "you still have guests, so I won't delay you."

Zhang Xinmei sent her out.

When he went out, the distinguished guest who was very nervous just now seemed to tighten his body again, but he was psychologically prepared. The tension was only for a moment and immediately returned to normal.

Gu didn't look at him again. Zhang Xinmei sent her downstairs.

"I'll take the tram back by myself. I don't have to see off the ninth master." Gu Chen said.

"Go back slowly," said Zhang Xinmei

Gu Chen nodded.

She was about to leave when footsteps came up the stairs.

Zhang Xinmei looked at someone and patted him on the shoulder. Without saying anything, she went upstairs by mistake. The man looked at Gu, who had already crossed the road, and immediately ran over: "Miss Gu."