Republic of China small businessman

Beside Xie Jing was an old man who had been walking along the Sichuan River all year round. He listened to the other party's advice, mobilized all the ships under his command, and sailed at night.

Only Xie's family did not lose any of the ships entering Sichuan, no matter riverboats or small boats.

Ninety thousand tons of materials were transported into Sichuan.

Shu land, on the pier.

The people, public property, and luggage on the ship were crowded, and the shore was full of people, some dragging their luggage and rucksacks, and some haggard children who had only time to hold their arms tightly, and followed the fleeing crowd to the shore one after another. Either looking for acquaintances, or looking for a place to settle.

Xie Jing finished the task at hand, and searched from the pier for a long while, until Hu Da couldn't wait to bring someone to look for him, only then did he learn that Master Jiu had not arrived yet, and the boat would not arrive until noon tomorrow.

Xie Jing said without hesitation: "Then I'll wait here."

Hu Da smiled wryly and said: "Little master, I'm afraid it won't work. The Patriarch is still waiting for you to go back. He has been asking you for a long time. If you want to wait here, he may come here soon. Mr. Huang is still there." There are a lot of things to do, Master Bai also said that people need to be settled first..." Xie Jing was pushed forward by the crowd, Hu Da stretched out his hand to protect him, and continued to persuade: "There are too many things to do. It's better to go back first, after all, it's my own boat, and I will always come back."

Xie Jing hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

There were also a lot of things happening on the pier, and he was very worried, and he was very worried.

Xie Jing was tired all the way, but he didn't complain a word. He refused to leave the pier, so he did his best to do something here.Xie Siquan was probably really busy, so he only sent a few more people to help him. Xie Jing saw Mr. Huang and his party at the pier. Huang Mingyou took some students to write a notice and posted it around to help the refugees. After cooking coarse grain porridge, food is expensive now, so there is no need to pay attention to it, as long as you can eat enough, it is the best.

Xie Jing helped Mr. Huang set up a porridge shed and brought two carts of grain, which made the old man gratefully miss him all the time.

Xie Jing bent down and carried the sack, stood up and weighed it: "Sir, you don't need to thank me, if Master Jiu is here, he will certainly do the same."

Mr. Huang smiled and said, "He is my student, you are different."

The old gentleman wanted to say that he was kind, but before he could speak, he heard Xie Jing say, "Same, I am a student brought out by Lord Jiu, and I can be considered your disciple."

Xie Jing seldom talked, and went to work after speaking, carrying on his shoulders and hands, not at all like a pampered young boss who spared no effort in working.

With the help of Xie Jing and his party, Huang Mingyou's affairs at hand went much smoother. Even so, the old man's voice became hoarse after a busy day.

into the night.

The houses by the pier were crude, and Xie Jing and the others huddled together around the firepit to keep warm.

An iron pot was set up on the firepit to cook porridge, and potatoes were baked under it. Some students were whispering about what they didn't understand. Mr. Huang patiently explained to them while the rice was still uncooked.

Xie Jing looked at the bonfire, slightly distracted.

Huang Mingyou put on a thick jacket, found two cooked yams with a wooden stick and gave them to him, and whispered to him: "Are you still used to it?"

Xie Jing took it and switched his hands a few times, blew the ashes on it, took a bite and said: "I'm used to it, uncle often roasts it for me to keep me full."

Huang Mingyou glanced at him, and laughed himself first.

Tired all day during the day, everyone filled their stomachs and soon buried their heads in sleep.

Xie Jing was also tired, but he hadn't been able to fall asleep. He didn't close his eyes until dawn, but even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't rest well.As soon as he closed his eyes, what flashed in his mind was the situation of Master Jiu's illness in the past, as if he had experienced it himself, it was too real, his heart and lungs were aching, and even breathing was difficult.He missed Master Jiu in his heart, and couldn't lie down any longer, so he got up early in the morning and went to wait by the river, he knew in his heart that the present is different from the past, but the scenes in yesterday's dream were sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, making him confused for a while. , a heart fluttered, panicked.

Xie Jing walked along the beach for a while, and there was fog on the river, and he couldn't see too far for a while.

Not far away, people from caravans came to pick up the goods, and the sound of people yelling could be heard from a long distance away, not only at this place, but also at another beach where boats could park tens of miles away.

Until noon, Xie Jing hadn't waited for anyone yet.

Not only that, but one of the originally scheduled riverboats did not come.

Not long after, Xie Siquan came over in person, and when he saw him, he said, "What are you waiting here, let's go, the last riverboats from Yichang have changed their ferry ports, hurry up and follow me!"

Xie Jing was dragged away a few steps, and then asked: "Uncle, have they all been changed, or..."

Xie Siquan was protecting him on the pier, and hurriedly said: "It's all changed! Whether it's Shanghai Stock Exchange or Yichang, all the riverboats transferred here are not here, it's not safe here!"

Xie Jing took two quick steps, then looked back: "I haven't told Mr. Huang yet!"

Xie Siquan grabbed his hand and shouted: "I asked Hu Da to take someone to find Mr. Huang, he is one step faster than you, don't stop—"

Xie Jing glanced back at Jiang Mian, followed closely behind her uncle, and strode away.

The new ferry is called Sanchuan. It used to be an old abandoned wharf. Now that the war is urgent, it has been hurriedly rebuilt for temporary dispatch. Ships of materials are transported into the Three Gorges, and there are piles of equipment along the way.

Xie Jing raised his hand and lifted the curtain of the car to look. On the way, he heard his uncle say a few words in a hurry. It turned out that two riverboats were captured by the Japanese army just yesterday. Fortunately, what was lost was not military equipment, but nearly ten thousand yuan accumulated by a cotton spinning factory. tons of gray cloth.It is also because of this that the route was temporarily changed, and the ferry was also changed.

This has been much better than expected.

Xie Jing knew it in her heart, but when she heard her uncle talking about it, her heart was lifted for a moment. After hearing that there were no names of Master Jiu and his party, she slowly let out a breath, her fingers were clenched white.

Xie Siquan said: "Don't worry about him, Bai Jiu is very cunning, nothing will happen." Seeing the shadow under Xie Jing's eyes, he felt a little distressed, raised his hand to touch it, and sighed.It has only been two years since he found his nephew. If it hadn't been for Xie Jing's insistence, he would have been willing to let him out to do these things. Xie Jing suffered too much when he was a child, and it was too late for him to love him. He wished he could hide him in Xichuan City live a safe life.

Sanchuan Ferry.

Sure enough, several boats came one after another, most of the people who disembarked were refugees, both old and young, and they didn't see Master Jiu and his party.

Until the evening, there were only people on the ship, but no cargo.

The boat was full of people who had fled, and bunks were set up on the deck, and people lived next to each other, and some of them stepped directly on the quilts, all of which were mud marks.The next two ships docked at the pier, and the situation was more serious than the previous one. Not to mention the deck and even the chimneys, there were a few children lying on their stomachs—only this time, most of the people who got off the ship were women and children. I saw a few elderly people, but I didn't see a young man.

This is the case for several ships in succession.

There was no crying or sobbing, only sallow-faced and thin people came down in groups. They wore completely different clothes, their expressions were tense, but they were trying their best to bear it. Everyone's eyes were red.

The local officials have sent people to evacuate and resettle. The crowd moved forward slowly, with the rolling waves behind them, and only the whistle of the riverboat was heard.

The [-] soldiers and civilians trapped in Yichang silently made a choice at the last critical moment, letting children and women go first.

Mr. Huang was standing by the roadside, his temples were gray, he was still holding a pen in his hand and was helping to write the notice, but at this moment he was looking straight at this team; the students beside him were already choking up, their eyes filled with tears, She trembled slightly as if she couldn't even hold the bowl of hot porridge in her hand.

"The hearts of the people will never die, and the national line will last forever... The hearts of the people will never die, and the national line will last forever!" Mr. muttered in his mouth, and suddenly bowed deeply to the river, and when he raised his head again, tears were streaming down his face.

Xie Jing stayed here and refused to leave, and did not wait for another ship until nightfall.

Xie Siquan stayed with him all night, and at night they sat in front of the firepit and roasted yams. While fiddling with the flames, they muttered: "I haven't had time to tell you that your father has arrived safely. He brought some students with him, and deliberately took a detour , I just entered Xichuan City this morning, tsk, I don’t know what he thinks, I have a limp leg, and I still have to walk the mountain road.”

Xie Jing frowned: "Didn't you say it was just a scratch before, why hasn't it healed yet?"

Xie Siquan held the wooden stick in one hand, snorted and said, "Did he tell you that?"

Xie Jing looked up at him.

Xie Siquan said: "Your father's temper is as stubborn as a bull's. He must say that he is old, and he still has a bit of face in these years. He wants to do more things, contribute his strength, and run around with a lame leg," he said. He got closer and said to Xie Jing, "I heard from the doctor that if he doesn't take good care of himself, his leg might have to be amputated. Guess what he said? He said that he didn't hurt his leg all the way. Jumping on one leg..."

Xie Jing was angry and funny, but only sighed.

Xie Siquan was gearing up: "He is so stubborn, Jing'er, you go back and reprimand him!"

Xie Jing's eyes fell on Xie Siquan's wrist, and asked: "Uncle, what's wrong with your hand?"

Xie Siquan quietly covered it with his sleeve, and said casually: "Oh, I accidentally touched it while riding a horse."

Xie Jing didn't believe it, took his hand and opened it to look at it. The bandage was still clean, but the smell of wound medicine on it was strong, and there were burn marks on his arm, which didn't look like abrasions.It's just that my uncle didn't say anything, and didn't want to make him worry, so Xie Jing didn't ask any more questions, took the medicine powder and bandages that he had with him, and helped him re-bandage them.

Xie Siquan can only talk about He Dongting's words in front of Xie Jing, and when he mentions other things, his tone is somewhat sour: "Everyone outside is praising your father now, Bai Jiu is in charge of the overall situation, and your father is not idle. He bought a lot of wooden boats and helped a lot of people, but it can be regarded as some achievements. He used to go back and forth between several cities for factory demolition and transportation, and he was very popular. Now he has been assigned a new position as soon as he arrives. Just look at it. The matter of land acquisition and reconstruction will inevitably take several months."

Xie Jing laughed: "He looks like A Niang."

Xie Siquan was not happy: "How can he compare with your mother, you have never seen it before, your mother is much better than him!"

"They're the same kind of people."

"You haven't seen..."

"I just know it."

Xie Jing fastened the bandage on him, carefully rolled up his cuffs, with a soft but firm voice.

Xie Siquan looked at him, and after a while, said slowly: "You and your aunt are the same, Jinger, if, if you can't wait, you can go back to Xichuan with uncle, okay?"

Xie Jing stared at the firepit, but did not answer.

Two days later.

Xie Jing finally waited for Master Jiu and his party.

The morning sun was just rising, and the river was covered with mist. It took a while to see the shape of the riverboat, which was slowly heading towards the pier from far to near.

A lot of people with luggage got off the boat, Xie Jing went up against the tide, pushed aside the crowd, and saw the person he was looking for, and his eyes lit up.He walked so fast that Hu Da and others couldn't catch up, and was almost scattered by the crowd. Xie Jing didn't care about this, he saw the person he was looking for, and he was the only one in his eyes.

Master Jiu was taller than the others, and when he saw Xie Jing from a distance, he was also walking towards him. Although his face was a little pale and tired, he was standing by himself, walking step by step.

Master Jiu remembered that time at the Beidi company, when the ground was covered with heavy snow, he was so cold that he almost lost consciousness, it was Xie Jing who came step by step through the snow, and there were countless times when Xie Jing came to look for him, his eyes were shining like this , stretched out his hand first from far away, and called him affectionately.

Seems like it's always been that way, never changed.

Master Jiu stretched out his hand, and the other party immediately held it tightly.

Before Xie Jing could utter that utterance, crowds rushed in, Master Jiu protected him in front of him, hugged him in his arms and chuckled softly: "I'm here, don't be afraid of Jing'er."