My Spy Years

  Bai Ruolan hugged her husband, she could really feel the great sadness and despair in Cheng Qianfan's heart.

  She knows Cheng Qianfan so well, what a strong person she is.

  She couldn't imagine what happened to make Cheng Qianfan so sad and desperate.

  Bai Ruolan felt uncomfortable.

  She felt sorry for her husband.

   She wanted to cry.

   It's just that she knows she can't cry.

   She has to be strong.

  The husband is so sad now, he needs her comfort.

  She's going to tell him, no matter what happens, don't despair—

  Cheng Qianfan, you still have your wife by your side, she will always be by your side, hold your hand and grow old together!

  Bai Ruolan didn't ask anything.

  She hugged her husband with her left hand, and gently patted Cheng Qianfan's back with her right hand.

  She just patted her husband on the back lightly, without asking or saying anything.

  Long time.

   "Ruolan, let's play a song." A voice said in a low voice.

   "That's great." Bai Ruolan leaned against her husband's cheek, "What song are you playing?"

   "Whatever." Cheng Qianfan said hoarsely, "It's too quiet, it's terrifyingly quiet."

  The hoarse voice is so quiet, no, it can even be described as dead silence.

  Bai Ruolan's heart skipped a beat.

  She went to choose a record and skillfully put it into the phonograph.

  Yao Li's voice sounded:

  Rose Rose is the most beautiful;

  Rose Rose is the most beautiful;

  Everlasting blooms on the branches;

  Rose Rose I love you...

  Bai Ruolan bowed.

  Cheng Qianfan was stunned for a moment, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, the husband and wife hugged each other, and slowly danced their bodies.

  The tender and sweet music lingers slowly and melodiously.

  Cheng Qianfan lowered his head, greedily inhaled the aroma of his wife's hair, this smell rejuvenated his almost dry heart.

   "Ruolan."

"Um."

"Thank you."

   "Should be."

   "Ruolan."

"Um."

   "Let's adopt a child."

"Um."

   "Ruolan."

   "Didn't you want to ask something?"

   "Boy or girl?"

   "I don't know yet." The voice paused, "Maybe it's a girl."

"Um."

  Cheng Qianfan had a sore nose, and hugged Bai Ruolan tightly.

  He knows, she knows everything, she doesn't say anything, doesn't ask anything, just silently accompany and support him.

   "Ruolan."

"Um."

   "I like you so much."

   "God knows."

  …

  The next day.

  It rained in the middle of the night, and in the morning, the pattering rain stopped.

  The red sun is rising.

  Zhou Ru got off the rickshaw with a vegetable basket on her shoulders.

   After paying the fare, he greeted the bodyguards of Cheng's mansion casually, and when he entered the yard, he saw "Mr. Xiao Cheng" trimming potted plants with flower scissors.

   "Morning, Mr. Cheng." The "little cook" said with a smile, and lifted the vegetable basket in her hand, "Newly caught shrimp, let's make shrimp paste noodles today."

   "Let me see." Cheng Qianfan handed the scissors to Zhou Ru.

  Zhou Ru took the scissors and trimmed the branches skillfully. Cheng Qianfan grabbed a handful of small river prawns, sniffed them with the tip of his nose, and then nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad."

  Zhou Ru was praised, with a smug smile on her face.

   "Call back to the boss." Cheng Qianfan said in a low voice, "Third uncle was arrested and tortured, but he is still unyielding. He has already died a heroic death for his country. His aspirations are as firm as a rock and his spirit will last forever!"

  His voice is deep and slow, but it seems to have inexplicable power.

  Zhou Ru memorized the telegram attentively, with a forced smile on her face, but endless sadness in her heart.

  Cheng Qianfan took out a note from his body and handed it to Zhou Ru.

   "Sparrow." Cheng Qianfan said.

   This is a message written in secret language.

  It means that Zhou Ru only saw the irregular words on the note, but didn't know the content of the telegram.

  Sparrow is the screening code for the following code.

  With this identification code, Chongqing will believe that this is a private and confidential telegram sent by Xiao Mian to Dai Chunfeng.

  …

  Chongqing.

   Luojiawan No. 19.

Qi Wu was walking in the corridor and met a staff member who was holding a document asking him to sign. He took out the pen, put the document on the wooden shelf, and signed it with ease. When he was done, he didn't forget to ask about this person's father How is your body?

  The staff thanked him gratefully, saying that he had taken the medicine and his health was improving. Secretary Qi's life-saving grace was unforgettable.

  If Secretary Qi had not greeted him, his father would have never been able to obtain the life-saving medicine.

   "That's good, that's good." Qi Wu nodded happily.

  When he came to the door of Dai Chunfeng's office, Qi Wu tidied up his Chinese tunic suit, and then stepped forward and asked the guard at the door in a low voice, "Have you rested yet?"

   "The bureau chief has already ordered that Secretary Qi is here, so you can go in directly."

  Qi Wu shook his head, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

   "Is it Qi Wu? Come in." The door was ajar, and Dai Chunfeng's voice came from inside.

   "Yes, seat." Qi Wu responded by pushing the door open.

  …

   "A true hero." Dai Chunfeng said with a serious expression and a sigh.

   "I didn't expect this Chen Mo." Qi Wu also sighed and shook his head.

  Chen Mo was born in the Cantonese Army. Because his identity background was somewhat involved with the 'rebel army' of the 19th Route Army, he was never really used. It was Dai Chunfeng who gave Chen Mo the opportunity to kill the enemy and serve the country on the most dangerous front line in Shanghai.

  The touchstone of "Third Uncle" does not actually have any confidential information. Dai Chunfeng is ready for "Third Uncle" to defect to Japan.

As long as "Third Uncle" doesn't intensify his evil after taking refuge in the Japanese, Dai Chunfeng won't even be too entangled, although it is because Dai Chunfeng is planning to "take back" Third Uncle at an appropriate time. In a sense, Dai Chunfeng's psychological attitude can also be seen as a compensation for the 'touchstone'.

   But I didn't expect that Chen Mo would be so strong, and he would die generously with his head held high!

   "What do you think of the secret telegram from 'Xiao Mian'?" Dai Chunfeng asked.

   "Chen Mo died for his country, Xiao Mian is affectionate and righteous, he deserves to be my younger brother in Jiangshan Elementary School." Qi Wu said.

   "You arrange this matter yourself." Dai Chunfeng nodded slightly and said.

"yes!"

  …

   A long siren sound.

  The bustling crowd got off the passenger ship and walked in a hurry.

  A man in a long gown and a bamboo straw hat was carrying a calfskin suitcase in his hand, while whispering to the man beside him, his figure disappeared into the crowd.

  The two got into a rickshaw respectively.

   "Licha Hotel." The man wearing a bamboo straw hat said casually.

  About twenty or thirty steps away, a man reading a newspaper leaning on a telegraph pole put down the newspaper and read it.

   "Is that him?" the man asked.

   "I haven't seen him for a few years, I don't dare to recognize him, but he looks similar." A man beside him who was looking around, as if waiting for someone, replied.

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  On the train home, I was typing in the dark on the computer. This is the chapter for today, and I hope everyone will forgive me.