One.
I sat by the river bridge, surrounded by a bunch of duck geese, surrounded by straw ropes around their necks, and I had a sign on my head.
I’m just like them, for sale.
There’s a guy in a long shirt and a pair of colored eyes, “How much is this girl?” I’m sorry.
“Two silver dollars. My grandmother replied:
If I’m born dry, it’s not worth it.
After a while, a dry, middle-aged man in a white shirt, a scrawny suit came running, and he didn’t breathe.
“…this girl, may I tell you? I’m sorry.
My grandmother reported my eight words out.
The man clapped his hands and said, “This girl, we’ll take it to the house tomorrow and make us an 18th aunt.” I’m sorry.
My grandmother bowed and thanked her, and I watched all this in a numb state, but I didn’t have to sit in the midst of the herd, and it was so good to smell it.
By the way, my family was also a big house in the middle of the night, but the family died.
Listen to my grandma.
I’ve been poor since I was a kid, and I’ve had trouble getting my chickens back in Zhang’s yard, and my brother’s sleeve is broken and waiting for me to sew.
The only happy thing is that, every year on the New Year’s Eve, my incompetent father, who only smokes black soil, will take me to the city to watch the troupes.
In previous years it was White Snake, but this year it was Mu Guiying. It’s been a while since Mu Guiying started. And as soon as the weapon in the Hall of Light crosses with the enemy, the action follows, it turns and turns. Don’t tell me it’s much better than my stupid brother’s pose.
I didn’t come to the end of the play, but it wasn’t for the play, it was for the gawking, year-to-year sugar, and it was rare, and only a few for the actors.
Because of the number of children and the number of adults who wanted sugar, my father didn’t know where to go in the blink of an eye, I was pushed down in a panic, a boy raised me up and touched me with a smile and gave me a sugar.
The boy is white and clean and looks like he smiles. I think he looks better than the village chief’s son.
When my father didn’t show up at night, I found a cigarette house with my memory, and the planks were one by one, and the scrawny people grew up in a row.
Holds the pipe in his hand and heats it on the light, and in the smoke, he takes a sip, and he takes a sip into the sky, and he spits.
Over the long smoke, I saw my father’s hand with a cigarette gun, which was long and thin, lying in front of the house, staring at the black ground on the lights, and staring at me.
I know he’s on my way back to the village with a bright light, and I flip out the sugar, brown, black, and it reminds me of my father’s big black soil.
I’m afraid my father’s addictive.
I hesitated, and I put out my tongue, licked it, sweet, put it in my mouth, slipped it…
“Why don’t you go inside when you’re home?”
It’s a shame my mother swallowed it before I could taste it.
Then I found out that my father had lost his family’s last savings that day, and I smoked myself to death in a cigarette shop.
Soon my mother’s gone too.
Political instability and food in the family cannot support two children.
At the end of the river bridge, Mrs. Zhang wanted to sell her food for her. I begged her to sell it with me.
I knew it was a bad thing to sell myself, but I couldn’t help it, and my grandmother would starve to death if they didn’t eat.
I’ve been hungry for days, and I fainted when I pushed.
As soon as I woke up, I was with this bunch of ducks, and I was carrying a hard-on in my arms, and Mrs. Chang was my grandmother.
“How much is this girl?” I’m sorry.
“Two silver dollars. I’m sorry.
Two.
When I sent my food and silver money home, my grandmother hated to slap my soles, and I cried because it didn’t hurt, and my grandmother was already starving.
The man who took me home was standing outside the door and watching us.
Before she left, Grandma gave me her bracelet, either gold or silver, an ordinary brass bracelet, and she was wearing it as long as she could remember.
She said it was the only dowry she could give me, and she told me the rules to be followed for the concubine.
The brass bracelet is still in my hand, and it’s a little warm, and it’s a little big, not like a bracelet, but like a shackle.
I looked back before the sedan, and Grandma and her brother were standing in front of the Blue House door, and she was crying and his brother was asking her where I was going and why he couldn’t.
I was 16 years old, carried into Cao’s house by a small sedan.
The Cao family is one of the largest businesses in Yongdu City and their eldest son is a legend.
There are rumours that Cao’s parents are extremely dead and have not yet taken a proper wife, but have died of 17 concubines.
It was the night before, when the saloon was brought in, and the next morning it was taken out from the back door, in a miserable state of mind.
My destiny speaks for itself.
I was led to Mr. Cao’s house, and I bowed my head on the road, so I couldn’t take a look at his house.
Oh, it’s not time to call Cao’s Palace.
Think about it, it’s going to die tomorrow.
I look up and look at the west.
The Cao Palace is so big that it goes from the gate to the main building in which it takes more than 800 steps, and a large pond in the middle will spray water.
The main building was built like a church on Quissing Street, with three floors and a little tipper.
There’s an annex building next to the main building. It’s for the next man.
“You have the guts. I’m sorry.
I’m looking at God, and I’m looking at a young man in a suit, and I’m scared to death.
I’ll bury my head and I won’t look.
“Major Er, this is the 18th Aunt for the Young Master. The people who led the road explained:
“Oh? “That’s what Big Brother thinks of her sister-in-law.” I’m sorry.
I’m just a sister-in-law who dares to call him the wife of Master 2
“Hello, Master Two! I… my handman’s name is Willow Moon. I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God. “How long has he been dead? If someone sees you, you don’t want it? I’m sorry.
I was so shocked that I was so cold and sweaty that I didn’t know whether to stand up or kneel.
It’s as if he’s seen enough of my embarrassment to say if you’ll excuse me. He crossed me, walked out two steps, turned to me and told me not to walk in front of the old courtesan and to be heard.
I replied, “I look behind him.” Thinking of the two young masters as scary, how he should be.
“Let’s go, Master’s house is on the second floor. @Ambassah: #Jan25
The young master’s house is so big, there’s so many things I’ve never seen before.
The whole room was covered with something like the mat I had made, thick and hairy, called carpets, unlike what Grandma said about cotton, whose feet were like clouds flying in the sky.
There’s a roller phone on the bed.
His bed was soft and everyone was stuck sitting down. I’ve never slept so soft in my life.
The sun came straight in through the window on the side, and it was so gruesome that I had never seen it so bright and white in any room, which filled the room with an unreal feeling.
And I sat on my bed with my legs, and touched the linen, and it was more comfortable than my room’s muddled mud, a wooden bed with straw bottoms, a short, hard leg, and it was worth dying here.
The priest in the church said that if a man is good, he can go to heaven.
I don’t know if it’s heaven or here.
The servant brought in some snacks and put them on the table in the dining room, and told me that if I was hungry, I could have had some snacks first.
The leadman took a deep look at me and retreated, and I knew she was looking at a poor man who was dying.
3
I’m already hungry.
Some snacks on the table.
I swallowed saliva.
I’m hungry.
We’re going to die tomorrow.
I pick up a snack and I bite half into my mouth.
Jesus! How could there be anything so good in the world?
It’s sweeter than gum!
I ate a little bit, so.
“Just like this, don’t you choke? I’m sorry.
A voice was ringing behind my back.
I was so scared, I couldn’t get out of my breath, and I was so sad.
Am I dying? Snuffed by a snack?
A large hand around my waist, and the man’s chest around my back, and his hands pounding on my stomach.
Over and over, I feel like there’s a breath going up.
“Ugh” finally came out, even with a snack stuck in his throat.
I got saved, and I ran away from the man and sat on the floor.
“Sorry. I rushed back from the military school to see you. It scared you. I’m sorry.
The man bends down to see me. His gentle tone is not scary. His eyebrows are like five or six points, and he’s like a movie star in the newspaper.
I know who he is, Master Cao, my husband, Cao Ruan.
“Big Master. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. He smiled and reached out to me.
“What? * I looked at him with a confused face, and I didn’t know why *
I’m not going to hold Tsao Chong’s hand and I’m going to get up.
“Don’t move. I’m sorry.
If Cao holds my foot in one hand and reaches out of my shoes, he’s going to tear the cloth.
I turned my foot back, “No! I’m sorry.
He’s got a hand. Maybe I’m tough. He didn’t break it.
“Tomorrow I’ll ask Dr. Jiang to see your feet. I’m sorry.
“What happened to my foot?”
“You don’t hurt?”
I shake my head.
“Your feet aren’t as big as my hands, do they? I’m sorry.
I’ve been covered in feet for 12 years, and I’m used to everything.
No one asked me if it hurt. When I was a child, my grandmother would say that now it’s good to suffer. Men love the small feet of women, and they can marry well with small feet, even if they look just like them. On the contrary, no one can marry if they hold a foot big enough to look like a boat.
He saw me in silence and said, “Well, let the doctor see it tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“No doctor. * I’m tearing out the skirts under his eyes and shuddering on his feet *
“The Nanjing Government has enacted the Prohibition of Feeting for Women Ordinance, which requires that all women under the age of 30 who are entangled must be allowed to do so. I’m sorry.
“…”is this woman’s foot legally related? You’re not fucking with me?
But he told the doctor to come and see me. That’s what I meant to live until tomorrow?
“What do you think?”
“I was thinking, can I live until tomorrow? I’ll cover my mouth as soon as I say it.
4
What did I say!
He listened to me and laughed, “Looks like I’ve been demonized outside.” I’m sorry.
He did a little bit, and he seemed to be trying to figure out what to say.
“I don’t really like this sort of arranged marriage, and you can leave if you don’t want to but if you don’t leave I’ll do you good. I’m sorry.
“…and the 17 before you were gone? * I took my mouth-covered hand and asked *
He’s so pale, he doesn’t answer me, he says, “You live here tonight, tell me your decision tomorrow. I’ll sleep in the study. I’m sorry.
When he turned around, I grabbed his hand, “You’re not sleeping with me? I’m sorry.
On the first night of marriage, the young master goes out to sleep, so I will not be laughed to death tomorrow.
He saw my doubts. “Don’t worry, I’ll make things right. No one will laugh at you. I’m sorry.
Did you think I was ugly? I’m sorry.
I’m just a concubine, and I’m being carried over.
I don’t talk, I look down at him, I see tears in my eyes.
“Don’t cry. And he reached out with his hand to erase my eyes, and his tears flowed down his thumb, and he said, “I don’t despise you, I respect you.” I’m sorry.
“If you really respect me, don’t go. “Maybe he was too gentle, I dare say.
“…good, don’t go. I’m sorry.
“Really?” I looked at him with joy.
“Well, tonight you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the couch. He pointed to the couch at the end of the bed and said,
“Yes! “I was afraid he would turn back, and I went to the door and shut the door.”
He looked at me, and he laughed.
I was brought here to the grave, thinking I would not live until tomorrow, but I wore this on my body, and the brass bracelet my grandmother gave me, and there was nothing, even a replacement cloth.
He saw my embarrassment, led me to the closet and opened it, full of clothes full of women’s clothes, heavy sleeves, flag robes and Western skirts. He took out a long white dress, “It’s a pyjamas. Wash up and change.” I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
He took me to the bathroom, “It’s a tap, it’ll come out of the water; it’s a toilet where water can be flushed; it’s for your facewashing, cream, toothpaste, dew…”
He introduced me, and I heard it, and I couldn’t see it.
But now I can be sure that, while I have not been to heaven, it must be better here than heaven.
I don’t know.
I changed my clothes and he was reading, and he heard the noise and looked up, and he took me from head to toe.
“Come here. I’m sorry.
I walked in front of him.
He took out a strange pair of shoes, “It’s slippers. You take off your shoes and wear them in the house. I’m sorry.
“It’s too big…” I looked at the shoes, and only men had those big feet.
He groaned and put me down on the couch and crouched in front of me, “You have to let go. This is my condition to stay. I’m sorry.
After that, he faded my shoes and my cloth, and my feet were ugly, and I shrunk my feet.
He held my foot, wrinkled, and he said, “Your foot is like this. Does it hurt? I’m sorry.
It was not painful when it was wrapped, but somehow I felt as if I had stepped on a knife.
Ouch! I’m sorry.
He let go of his hand and won’t touch it again.
“Tomorrow I’ll call Dr. Jiang, and you can’t bother again, okay? I’m sorry.
I didn’t.
He grabbed me all over, and suddenly the weightlessness forced me to hold his neck.
“You… what are you going to do? I’m sorry.
He slowly went to the bed, put me down, turned off the lights, “Get some rest. I’m sorry.
5
This is the best sleep I’ve ever had in my memory. The bed is as soft as the sky’s clouds, the fragrance of the beads on the nostrils, and it doesn’t come out of nowhere and stabbing me with straw, and there are no annoying mosquitoes and an unbearable wet smell.
It’s really too cozy, as if I’ve been back for the last 16 years, and I’ve been feeling like I’ve had enough.
When I woke up, I even forgot where I was, staring at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and looking at it half loud to think it was Cao’s Palace.
Should I go to tea?
Then he sat up and remembered that I was only a concubine, and that I was not entitled to offer tea to her. I don’t have to make tea to his wife.
He looked inside the house for a week and did not see him. He was busy and fell back.
Knock.
Are you up? Questioned outside the door.
“Oh! Oh, I’m on it. * I’m gonna roll up again and run to the bathroom and wash *
I couldn’t find my feet and my shoes, I couldn’t stand my feet, and every step was like stepping on a piece of china and sweating on my forehead.
“Don’t worry, it’s just the master’s order. Send your food in when you’re up. I’ve been asking since I heard the vigil.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know who’s out there, but I can’t tell her to wait.
Someone pushed the door and called out to my aunt with all due respect, and then a small dish came in.
I changed my tiara and looked at the table in front of me with a silly look, even though my family used to be a big house, but there was no such thing.
I counted 10 dishes.
Breakfast?
“Aunt, you’ve been sleeping until noon. It’s lunch. I’m sorry.
“What? How can I sleep until noon when no one calls me? Am I a new pig?
“Don’t be shy. It’s normal to get married a little late the next day. I’m sorry.
I’m afraid to answer my phone, I’m afraid I’m gonna show my foot, and I’m gonna eat and finish.
Auntie, Dr. Jiang is waiting downstairs for a while. I’m sorry.
I’m a little hesitant.
“Is Dr. Jiang a man? I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“…that I don’t look. I’m sorry.
“The master said, today you must show Dr. Jiang your feet. I’m sorry.
“Where’s the young man?” He’s my man who can look at my feet.
“The master went to military school and will return later. I’m sorry.
I refused to see a doctor, and the maid shook the phone to Cho.
“Moon, you have to see a doctor. I’m sorry.
“…but it’s a man! I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong with the man?” He doesn’t understand.
“Only sluts can show other men their feet. I’m in such a state of shame when I’m done with it.
“Moon, it’s a new era. You’re talking about old times’ worst oppression of women. It’s been canceled. I’m sorry.
“…”
I can’t talk to him because he’s in a hurry.
My house was broken, but I was raised as a mother. He doesn’t understand how important this woman’s feet are!
If I had to take my shoes off and show them to other men, I’d rather take me off now or just beat me to death and bury me.
It’s hard to think that the 17 women before him were forced to die.
Knock.
After about half an hour, there was another knock.
“I will not see a doctor! I will not see a dead man!” I fell down on my bed and raised my head and yelled out the door.
“It’s me.” Cho pushed the door in.
Seeing him, I’m feeling worse.
“Why are you crying again? I’m sorry.
Listening to him, I realized that tears had fallen to my cheeks.
He wipes my tears with his handkerchief, “Stop crying, I’ll show you out. I’m sorry.
His handkerchief was so white, without a bouquet, so clean, with a unique scent after the sun had passed, softly and carefully touched my face, as if it had wiped out my bluffing teeth and claws.
“I’m not going to a doctor! I pulled his hand back and I wouldn’t get up.
“Not to see a doctor, to take you outside. I’m sorry.
“Where to?”
“You’ll know when you get there. He took a shawl from his closet and put it on me.
He won’t let me wear my golden shoes and my feet hurt.
He found two large socks on my feet, bending over and holding me up.
It’s… it’s so much fun in the house, it’s a shame I’m trying to get down.
“Moon, if you don’t fix your feet, you’ll have to be in the house. I’m sorry.
“I can walk in my shoes. I’m sorry.
“Going? How far did you go? I’m sorry.
I bit my lips and didn’t talk.
I don’t understand. What’s so bad about being in the house?
Six.
Cao would have picked me up in the car, I buried my face in his chest all the way, and I knew my face was red to my neck without looking in the mirror.
The first time I took a car, I used to think it was amazing that this black and dark palanquin didn’t have to be carried, that it needed only one driver and no horses and four rolls.
I’m looking out of the window with men and women, with newspaper children, with groceries, with a shop, with a coffee shop with colored glass, a watch with big clocks, a cinema with big posters…
The wind blew into the window and the newspaper in the newspaperboy’s hand was blown away and he jumped and grabbed. The outside scenes are also covered in the wind with a sense of gravel, which is not true, like the particles flashing on the screen in the cinema.
I didn’t go to the street, I went to church, but this time I looked outside in the car.
The car kept moving and eventually stopped at the entrance to a school.
At school hours, female students were dressed in new uniforms and 30-50 per cent came out of the school entrance.
They jump, they laugh, they live.
We were not looking at them, nor were they envied in their hearts that it was a lie.
“They’re all about your age. They’re 15. “Chou will say in my ear.
Two female students came to our car, “Do you think Mr. Nightingale is real? I’m sorry.
“Of course it’s true. I have her biography at home. I’m sorry.
“Really? Can I have a look?”
“I’ll bring you tomorrow…”
The more the schoolgirls go, the more I look back and ask CHO, “What’s Nightingale?” I’m sorry.
He smiled, “You want to know? I’m sorry.
I don’t know where to start.
“We have her biography at home. I’ll get it for you. Read it yourself. I’m sorry.
“…”
Can’t read?
“Know some. I learned a few words, because Grandma used to say that she was the mother of the master, that she had to look at the books, so she learned a few things from the cripples in the yard.
“No, just ask me. I’m sorry.
When he came back, Cao wouldn’t agree with me, but he stopped forcing me to see a doctor.
I also got my first book of life, a hard-shell book with a foreign woman’s face on it.
He said it was Nightingale.
He pointed at the picture on the shell and told me it was Nightingale.
Well, Nandingle was a foreign girl, and I heard foreigners were running, but I didn’t like her when I showed my face all over the place.
I’ve never taken a picture, either because I don’t have any money, or because my grandma said it would take away the soul.
The cripple Lee had a picture of him sitting and wearing a suit, and it was not clear that a leg was lame.
He took that picture in his book and put it under his suitcase. He said that he was afraid to fold and that people would laugh at him.
At that time, I thought that the picture was a very deceptive thing, and that it would make it completely invisible.
You just have to pose in front of the canvas, flash the light, and the cripple can be a Ken.
“You’ll love her after reading this biography. “Chou ordered some pictures of the hard-shell book.
And I turn my letter to the legend in doubt, but the first page of it leaves me blind.
It’s obvious that Li’s words are not enough. Five out of ten words, he knows me, I don’t know him, and two of us don’t know each other, and the remaining three have barely had a chance.
Seeing how long I’ve been open and how long I’ve been working on it, Cao Zhou has taken it back from me. He’s holding a book and sitting next to me. Read it word for word.
Every word he’s read, he puts his finger in the right place, so I know which word corresponds to which sound. His voice is good. It’s good. It’s good.
Like him, always warm and warm.
In his reading, I knew that Nightingale was a rich lady from Italy, both beautiful and intelligent, who should have married a gentleman and lived a luxury of a platinum obscenity.
At one chance, however, she went to the hospital, saw for herself people struggling on the line of death and the poor medical environment, and decided to join the medical care industry.
The decision of a top-level lady to serve the dirty patients was no less than a bomb at the time. Cho has stopped reading here.
“Then what?” And he said, “I couldn’t help but ask him.”
I wonder what happened to her, to fight her fate, to learn to care, or to take orders from her parents and marry the top gentlemen?
Want to know?
7
“Hmm! “I put my head up like a chicken pecker.”
He smiled and handed me back the book. I’m sorry.
I hoisted my cheeks and looked at him like a cat. He knew I didn’t read much.
“If you don’t know a word, ask me.” I’m sorry.
I had a crush on my heart, and he wouldn’t read it to me, so I had to finish the book and he said he could ask him anyway.
I asked him seven or eight times and came down one night just to read two pages.
He’s the most patient person I’ve ever met, and even if I ask him three or four times, he’ll tell me how to read, and I’ll explain when I meet someone I don’t understand.
I can’t remember being mad at him.
I read the book all month long, and I had a feeling of satisfaction that I never had when I had the page.
I did, as he said, fall deeply in love with this foreign girl, who is so tenacious and great that her portrait should not be printed in book seals alone.
“May 12th is International Nurse’s Day every year because it’s Nightingale’s birthday. He says:
It’s a month to May, and I’ve had a longing for that month.
I’m staring at my deformed little feet, and I’ll never be Nightingale in my life because I can’t even walk.
The next day, when he came back, he brought me another book.
It’s also a hard-shell book, and there’s no picture on the cover, just a couple of fancy words in My Life.
I’ve read a book, I know a lot of words, and this time I asked him a lot less often, less than half a month, and I’m finished reading My Life.
I met another legendary foreign girl named Helen Keller.
She was an American who lost her hearing and vision when she was young and had a very good teacher, Anne Sullivan, who took her touch, smell, taste to feel and know the world, and later learned sign language so that others could read her inner world.
She grew up to be a famous writer and educator.
Then I read her ” The Wonder World of My Perceptions ” , in which it was written that the true darkness without light is the night of ignorance and numbness.
That made me a good head.
Ignorance and numbness seem to have been beaten up.
I volunteered to tell Cao I want to see a doctor and I want to cure my feet.
He was happy to pick me up and turn me around several times.
I think I have, like Helen Keller, a very good teacher. His name is Joo-Cho.
8
I met Dr. Jiang, who is also a blond foreigner, whose Chinese name is Jiang.
He put his glasses on in order to see my feet, and when he did see them, he shouted in words that I could not understand. Cho must have said he was angry at the inhuman torture I had suffered. So he held my hand tight, like a silent comfort.
My feet were very deformed, and my four toes were twisted together, and only my thumb was in the front, with a sharp cone.
The broken bones were squeezed in the middle of their feet in disarray so that their backs were raised high, and there was a deep ditch between their toes and their heels, enough to fit a silver dollar.
Even if I had not entangled for some time, its condition had not recovered half.
Dr. Jiang said that I had to have an operation to restore my feet and then to recover.
The Christian Church has set up the Hindu hospital in Yongdu City, where I can operate, and if I seek better technology I can go to the North PRC and the hospital, which is the best hospital in the country.
If Cao wants me to go to Beijing, I’ve never been out of Yongdu since I was born, and I’ve got small feet. I can’t find a way out. Can I come back?
No, I’m not coming back. I’ll be tricked and kidnapped on the way.
All they need is a sack to set me up and then nobody knows where I’m going. I’m already remiss in knowing nothing about the future and the unknown.
“Will you come with me?”
“Of course. He didn’t hesitate at all.
It’s like I’m ticklished by an invisible butterfly, and it’s so restless that I find my basis, and I’m not afraid, and I’m able to live in my chest.
Before I leave, I’ll go to Master Cao and Madame Cao.
They were all the best people, and I heard that Cao would take me to North Ping for surgery, only fearing that he would be affected by the war in the northeast, and fearing the danger of surgery, I was not accused of being in the interior.
This is the second time I’ve seen Mr. Tsao. He’s still wearing a suit to brush his head.
“I’m telling you, my sister-in-law has a lot of nerve, and you’re gonna be the country’s first. I’m sorry.
I’ve always had a hard time facing him.
I don’t know what to go back to, turning around and ripping off the cuffs.
CHOZHO has taken my hand into his hand, which is warm and dry, and has the power to make people feel secure. I’m ashamed of our courage and courage. I’m sorry.
He didn’t contradict Cao Hiro calling me sister-in-law. The joy in the heart is unknown at a certain point in time, and even a little hot with eyes.
I smiled in my heart, and even saw Cao Hong so well.
“I am also Fero. “The sound of Cao Hiro was heard.
My eyes were far away from Cao, looking at him, and he smiled at me.
I turned around and saw him looking at me like he was not afraid.
When I look back at Mr. Tsao, I’m not afraid.
9
We’re going north on the train. I had my grandmother’s bracelet faded and put it in the drawer.
Joo will ask me why I don’t wear them. I say no, I don’t like them.
Rongdu City does not have direct access to the Northside train, which has to be converted many times.
We don’t have a lot of luggage when we’re out there, because when we’re packing, Cao can do whatever we need.
It was only then that I felt that he was a grown-up young man. You see, if you want to take the train, you’ll have to pack up all the groceries, even the rice you haven’t eaten.
We’re not packed enough, but I’m not in a good position to do it.
I talked to my feet and I could walk by myself.
He swung, “Did Moon forget what we were doing in Beijing? I’m sorry.
Yeah, well, it’s a foot surgery.
I laugh at myself, I laugh, he laughs. The more the train went north, the higher the mountain. At first, I would have looked outside in a window and lost interest. The train swayed, he couldn’t read, and the whole people got sick.
On his shoulder, he’d tell me some interesting things about military schools when they learned to fly planes.
He’s been talking to me, and I don’t think it’s long enough, even long enough.
It’s better never to end.
We didn’t go straight to the hospital when we first arrived, and he took me around town.
I look at the city, where the regime of Da Qing was pushed down for centuries, and I wonder whether it is good or bad.
I guess it’s good that if I don’t die, I’ll probably have to marry a so-called “supreme gentleman” who knows so well, not to mention the Nightingale and Helen Keller he gave me.
It was in the early autumn, and the wind was like a small knife in its face. I complained that the wind in the north had not been gentle in the capital, and he put his hand on my face to block the wind too hard.
He took me to the whole duck feast, the quench box, the sauna elbow, the donkey roll, the pea yellow, the fried liver, the fried enema…
The smell I never tasted, he took me over and over.
On the third day of my stay at the Concubine Hospital, the doctors studied for a week to come up with a formula that I can’t understand for a while, in short, two feet apart, one for the effect.
In the hospital, I further understood the role of the nurses, who do not serve their patients like a girl.
They assist doctors in their work and in caring for the physical and psychological needs of patients.
No one has ever looked after me as much as they have.
Even if my grandmother didn’t, she would have told me not to treat my brother when I was sick.
I’ve had several operations at the Concorde Hospital, and Cao must’ve asked me if I was in pain, and I’ve been laughing and saying it wasn’t.
How could it hurt?
From the night of numbness and ignorance, and step by step towards the light, I will not be able to find the joy of it, nor will it hurt.
I left the hospital three months later, but that does not mean that I can walk now until the wound is fully healed and I have a year to recover.
10
The night in North Ping is quiet and the streets are closed. I think tonight’s lights are so bright, they don’t look like a flash of firewood, even in the air.
On the way back to the hotel behind my back, Cao said to me, “The moon can go on its own.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t feel like I was holding on to his arms, and I didn’t care about the beauty of the moon’s stars, and the air at the nose became suffocating and hot.
“You will stay with me!”
“Moon, if I compare your life to a book, at best I’ll be just a few lines in your pages. I can stay with you for a while, but I can’t stay with you forever. I’m sorry.
“Why not? I married you to live with you forever. I’m sorry.
I know what he means. He’s been talking about the Northeast war lately.
He doesn’t want me anymore. He wants to go to war.
My tears were ticking and ticking like bells on the roof, and a single one hit him on the neck without interruption.
“Is it raining?”
It was my tears that he released a hand to the sky for half a day without the rain.
Instead of consoling me, he laughed.
“It was our little moon’s golden beans. I’m sorry.
I don’t hold my breath anymore, and I cry like I’ve been crying for 16 years and I’ve been crying all over.
“I don’t care! I’m gonna live with you! I’m sorry.
I cried so loud, he laughed so loud, I punched him in the shoulder.
“Yes, yes! A lifetime, a lifetime. In the end, he didn’t fight my iron fist.
“You’re serious! I’m sorry.
He took me up, “Moon, we’ll live a good life. I’m sorry.
His voice had just fallen, and suddenly the sky had fallen out of pear petals, stuck cold on his face, and it had become water on his hands.
Cho says this isn’t pear petals, it’s snow.
I’ve never seen snow in Yongdu. Soon, pear petals, oh no, snow, all over the floor, all over the roof, all over me and Cao’s head.
I was shaking my leg on his back and stretching out to pick up snowflakes.
“Is it cold?” he asked.
“No cold, fun.” I said.
“Mrs. and Mrs., it’s snowing. Come in and take a picture. A young man wearing a newspaper hat with his pants on his back and standing at the door of the studio.
Cao will ask me later. Would you like to take a picture?
I thought so. But suddenly I think about the picture of Lee’s cripple sitting there and lying to himself. Because I’m a cripple, and I’m bound to sit, and I want to stand next to him.
“When my legs are ready, go back to Yongdu and do it again. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
That’s it. I missed the only chance to take a picture with him.
I always thought that he’d promised me my whole life, a picture, sooner or later.
If there was a prophet, I’d have to lie down and take a picture with him.
Eleven.
Six months later, we went back to Yongdu.
I have been able to walk slowly at this point, and Dr. Jiang has advised me that I can ride a bicycle every day, so that my toes do not carry so much pressure and are more helpful for recovery.
Joo will teach me how to ride a bike by the South River.
“You have to hold on. Don’t let go. I’m sorry.
“Well, don’t worry, it won’t. I’m sorry.
I was riding in front. He was riding behind the bike.
At first, I was riding so hard, I couldn’t control the balance, he was always able to help me get the car right as I was about to fall.
I knew he was behind me, and I grew relaxed.
This time, I’ve been riding 10 meters, and the car’s fine.
I looked back on him and found him standing so far away and smiling at me.
Suddenly my heart panics, and the head of the car moves uncontrollably.
He came to me fast, grabbed me when I fell, and I hit him with the car.
“Whoa! I cried and cried, “How could you lie to me! I’m sorry.
He held me in his arms, “Sorry, Moon. I’m sorry.
“How could you lie to me! I keep repeating this, and he keeps apologizing.
Of course I know that if I’m going to learn to ride a bike, he has to let go first.
But I care how he can lie to me.
“…sorry, Moon, I swear I’ll never lie to you again. I’m sorry.
“I will only forgive you this time. “I was so angry, I couldn’t bear to blame him, I had to forgive him once.
“Hmm.
He dropped a soft kiss on my forehead, and I think it fell on my heart instead of kissing on my forehead. And his eyes were filled with laughs, and We were not content with anger, but only with the increase of the prostration in their hearts.
My courage was swollen by the wind, and I threw myself at him while his lips were still far away, and tried to kiss him in the mouth, but it fell on his teeth, without aim.
I couldn’t aim, but my courage was exhausted, and my face was so hot that the waters of the river boiled. Fortunately, Tsao’s not going anywhere, which makes me feel better.
The red ears are just as sweet as the little sweet potatoes in the ground.
“My little moon.” And he smiled and held me in his arms, and said, “What shall I do with you?” I’m sorry.
Besides not jumping, my feet have recovered to almost normal.
He asked me if I wanted to go to school.
I thought, at my age, I’m not the type to read or write.
Helen Keller was the one who woke me up, but I still wanted to be Nightingale.
I know that the north-east is fighting, and I long to be able to go to the battlefield one day, like Nightingale, to provide field medical care for our fighters.
Tsao sent me to nursing school and he went back to military school.
12
May 1535.
The national Government had signed successive agreements with Japan on the sale of sovereignty, and there had been a great deal of national action.
I read in the paper that I was angry.
On 1 August of the same year, in Moscow, the Communist Party issued a ” Book to Save the Nations of Japan ” , calling on the entire population to stop the civil war and to organize a defence government and a coalition of anti-Japanese forces.
The Cao family donated 100,000 silver to the Communist Party in preparation for the defence government and the Coalition against Japan.
CHO would like to go to the day of protest, but they are affiliated with the National Party. In order to prevent them from dropping out of the Communist Party, the military school is strictly regulated and no one is allowed to leave it at any time for any reason.
We’re completely out of touch and we can’t even call.
After more than a year, Zhang Xie Liang and Yang Tiger Town “soldiers”, Chiang Kai-shek finally agreed to put an end to the civil war and to join forces.
If Cao is determined to go to the front, I will go with him.
Cao Hong sold his family’s property and took her and Master Cao to seek refuge abroad.
It was planned by Cao’s family in the first place, and they came to the north with the best information, a son fighting for his country, and a son who kept his blood to his family.
They asked me if I wanted to go with them, and I shook my head and said, “I’ll be where the Master is.” I’m sorry.
Not just for him, but for my own Nightingale dream.
Cao Rudian has sent my grandmother and brother to the country, far from the city, which may be much safer.
We walked slowly along the river, holding hands.
“What if we get separated when you say it’s so messy on the battlefield? I shook his hand.
“Well, if we split up, we’ll do everything we can after the war to get back to the capital, and then wait by the South River in this capital. He says:
“Just wait”?
“Well, if you’re alive, you’ll come, so just wait. I’m sorry.
“What if he dies? I’m sorry.
“Death, the spirit will return to the appointment. I’m sorry.
“Okay, deal. “I laugh.
“It’s a deal. He laughed too.
Tsao became an official pilot when he was admitted as a flight student at the military academy.
Chiang Kai-shek is taking the initiative in Shanghai. He was sent to Shanghai and I followed him.
In Shanghai, I joined the medical team and actually saved lives and wounded in battle like Nightingale.
But when I confronted the war, I realized that everything was not as good as I thought.
Not only is war not good, it is bloody, cruel and dehumanizing.
There are often soldiers who have been cut off from their hands and feet and who have been shot in the body with a few bullets, and whose internal organs have been smudged.
They cried out in pain: “Smoke me! Give me a break.”
I feel terrible at times like this…
I can’t hold my hands back, I can’t stop my tears…
I can’t, I can’t save any…
On that day, I was dressing up the little warrior in front of me, another soldier who had just come down from the front, dying and saying to the nurse, “Sister, can you hug me or kiss me? I’m so old, I haven’t been in love, I haven’t held a girl’s hand.” I’m sorry.
The soldiers were covered in dark yellow with dirt and blood, and were good-looking and bloody.
When the nurse heard the words, she cried, glued her hair, she couldn’t rub it, she didn’t hesitate, she leaned down, gently hugged the teenager, her hands were firmly held and a kiss on his cheek. She was holding a teenager for a long time, and her tears fell in her eyes. The young man had a smile on his pale face and his head fell in the arms of the nurse, closed his eyes and never woke up.
The scar on the nurse’s chest is familiar. It’s two girls.
In order to cover up the pain in my heart, I lamented and whispered to the little warriors.
No, not a little soldier. He’s a childish face under his hat. He’s a baby soldier.
“Soldier, what do you want to do after the war? I’m sorry.
The little warrior looked outside and smiled.
“I should have been dead by then. I’m sorry.
13
Tsao and I were able to see each other from time to time, and then we were lost.
But he’ll send me a message telling me to put my safety first.
Sometimes he gets someone to bring me an air force special can to improve his food.
I can’t meet him, but I know he’s safe. It’s a war, and we can’t let our children grow.
At that time, even the National Party, the air force was extremely weak and the number of aircraft was less than 1 per cent of the Japanese army.
And yet, under this huge power gap, they were able to shoot down three Japanese fighters in the 814s.
There is no doubt that this news is overwhelming.
But the war that followed did not continue as quickly as the first air war.
From heavy combat in the air to an alley in the land, from machine gun assault to bayonets…
The Shanghai battleground has turned into a huge furnace from which no one can retreat.
I haven’t heard from him in a long time.
I am not afraid to die on a daily basis, I am afraid that I will not see Cao Joo-an before I die, and even more so that he will die before me.
By the end of September, the front line had collapsed, with all over the sea.
The national army has suffered heavy losses and, in order to gradually withdraw, our medical team has also been fired.
However, as the nine-nation convention was about to be convened, Chiang Kai-shek remained hopeful about international mediation and did not wish to lose Shanghai before the nine-nation convention.
The reinforced battalion of the 524th regiment was left in a four-line warehouse, where it was required to hold Shanghai for 10 days to 6 months.
In November, the 10th Japanese Army entered Hangzhou Bay and went straight into the back of the National Army.
Jiang Kai-shek ordered a full-force withdrawal and we were withdrawn in two directions to Nanjing and Suzhou.
The order was hasty and disorderly, and the Japanese forces shelled indiscriminately, and many of the fighters did not die on the front battlefield but were killed on the way out.
A bomb exploded not far away, hundreds of soldiers were blown up in the morning, and I was knocked out by the shock.
When I woke up, I lost contact with the original troops.
I’m going to go to Nanjing alone and meet the original troops.
But before I got to Nanjing, I heard about the change of government and the fall of Nanjing.
I’m going to Chongqing again.
I’ve run out of dry food, I’ve run my feet through my skin, and I’ve had a lot of pain in places where I’ve had surgery.
I leaned under a big tree on the side of the road, holding my gun in my arms, thinking I’d shoot a ghost in the face and kill him.
“What are you doing here all by yourself? It’s a mess. Don’t run away from a girl. I’m sorry.
I suddenly appeared in front of a man with dark skin and a communist uniform.
“You’re a communist? I’m sorry.
“Yeah! “The man who was recognized as a communist was happy and smiled with white teeth.
“Do you have a medical team? I’m a nurse. May I join your medical team? I’m sorry.
That’s it. I went north with the Communists to fight again.
The medical conditions of the Communist Party are even worse, and field hospitals are built in farm houses and huts, and medical equipment and staff are extremely scarce.
I am a nurse, but I am also treated as a doctor for basic pharmacological and surgical first aid, and some young women volunteers are trained as nurses.
Here, even the stopping cotton comes from clean cotton. All kinds of anti-inflammatory drugs are even less available, and countless soldiers have died of infection.
14
Even if that were difficult, we had never thought of retreating for a second.
Many lightly wounded soldiers, who were simply wrapped up in the battlefield, and some seriously injured soldiers who were shouting to go back to the front, said that they could not survive anyway and that it was worth cutting off two more ghosts before they died.
I am thinking of Cao Joo, day after day, but I cannot go to him, my country is full of smoke and smoke, and we must all have a sense of sacrifice.
I know he certainly does.
I only hope that the war will soon be over and that the Japanese will be driven out of China so that we can also make a visit to the southern river in that capital.
“Chen, two months later, give me more medical supplies…” I turned the curtain in.
A group of people were silent and surrounded by an atmosphere.
“Moon, Chen, he lost six bullets in his body…” one of them explained.
I don’t know.
“The body, I want to take him home. I’m sorry.
He wants to go home. He wants to go home for so long. I’m from his hometown.
The warriors look at me, I see you, red eyes, tears swimming in there, won’t talk.
“The enemy found Chen’s body while cleaning up the battlefield. As the Japanese army commander had long since released a news reward for Chen Jing’s head, the enemy soldiers cut off Chen Jing’s head. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“First he hangs on a tree and then takes it to the city of Thailand and receives a reward from his command. I’m sorry.
“There’s a body, so that’s okay. The heart goes home.
“Taken away…”
I can’t listen anymore. I’m back, numb.
When this fight is really over, I will put my hands behind me and Chen’s wife find where he died.
The battlefield had been cleared and the bodies of the fighters buried in the area, while the headless bodies of Chen’s village had been taken by the people to be buried with a coffin nailed to the doorboard of their home, and a wooden board had been inserted in the grave with the words “General Chen Jing”.
Fortunately, the end of his body was not taken away by the Japanese army, and his broken burial was on a China-China land that had suffered from artillery fire.
The wife of Chen asked for the coffin to be opened and I saw the old man’s rags covered with blood clots that were already coagulated.
Winders blow as cold as hearts.
Together we found a boat that transported Chen’s body to Anzhou.
I didn’t go, my sister-in-law went, she’s the wife of Chen, and she wants to be a complete husband.
When she arrived in Anzhou, the boat was parked outside the city, she was guarded and brought her daughter to the city herself, trying to contact the Japanese military command through someone she knew.
She was promised the head of Chen’s hometown and a date for her to pick it up.
On the agreed date, Wang’s sister-in-law took Chen Yu, the six-year-old daughter, to the Japanese Army Command outside of Pyozhou.
When Wang’s sister-in-law arrived, she saw a wooden pot on the fragrance case in the hall, containing a large mouth bottle, and the husband’s head was in the potion.
She’s going to take it before she gets there, and the headquarters won’t take it, saying she’ll have a ceremony. The enemy commander told him to put the Japanese soldiers in line in the headquarters, where he would pay tribute. A Japanese soldier raised the wooden box to her.
After taking her husband’s head, Wang’s sister-in-law was beaten with a knife and she endured pain and grief.
The enemy commander refused to let her go.
He said, “We are two nations, and Commander Chen is his country, and I am my country.” But we admire his bravery and learn from his spirit. I’m sorry.
When he saw her pregnant, she asked her how many children she had.
Wang said she had two daughters. He said he wanted her to have a boy.
In the view of Wang’s sister-in-law, the above-mentioned ceremony and the statement made by the enemy commander were intended not only for the sake of the spirit of our Chinese servicemen’s euphoria, but also for the purpose of promoting the Huairou policy of the Japanese Empire.
At the end of the storm, Wang’s sister-in-law brought the head of the village back to the boat outside the city and asked someone to sew it to the body.
I know that she wanted to bury Chen’s village back to his hometown, but the Japanese forces refused, and she had to bury her husband in the land of Tang’s next name on the 10th power pole under the western silo bridge outside the western gate in Anjo.
15
On 15 August 1995, the Emperor of Japan announced his acceptance of the Potsdam Proclamation and his unconditional surrender.
When we got the news, we were excited to shout at the table and wept with those who were close.
There were cheers and cheers, and shouted, “Japan surrendered!” We won! I’m sorry.
We won!
From August 1997 I set out to go to the Shanghai front with Cao and surrender to Japan in August 1945!
Since I was 19 and now 27 years old.
Eight years!
Eight years!
We finally won!
And I looked far, as if my eyes had passed through thousands of mountains, and fell upon him.
We’ll meet soon!
However, things are not what I expected.
In September, Chiang Kai-shek invited Mao to Chongqing to discuss international and domestic issues.
After forty-three days of negotiations, two dozen agreements were signed between the parties with a view to peaceful nation-building.
As soon as the agreement was signed, Chiang Kai-shek would send 1.1 million troops in three separate directions to attack the North China Liberation Army.
The central Chinese Communist Party immediately deployed 110,000 troops and 20,000 cadres to the north-east to stop them.
I’ll also carry the first aid kit again and follow the troops.
At this point, I was very different from what I had in the war against Japan.
I don’t understand. It’s hard to defeat the outside enemy, and in return for peace, why fight again or fight with one’s own people.
I pray to Cao not to go to war, even if he is a deserter.
In November, Mr. Guo Moo-jo held an anti-civil war conference in Chongqing, and more than 30,000 students in Kunming went on strike to hold an anti-civil war rally.
The National Party has violently suppressed schools, and there is solidarity in Chongqing and Shanghai.
In January 1996, a truce was ordered by both sides of the United States under the mediation of the Communist Party and the Special Envoy of the President of the United States, Marshall.
In June of the same year, the National Party, supported by American imperialism, tore down the armistice agreement and the resolution of the Political Consultative Council and launched a full-scale attack on the liberated areas.
The war of liberation followed.
This has become a war to fight.
I said to everyone around you, “If you meet a pilot in the field of war called Cao Joo-Cho, don’t kill him.” You said to him, “Loujin joined the Communist Party and she was waiting for him in the liberated zone.”
Bring him to me. I’ll convince him to join the Communists. He is the best of good, and longs for peace. Do not kill him.
The war of liberation has been fought from the north to the south, and the area of liberation has been expanding, and I still have no news of anything.
In late 1948, the National Party launched its plan to withdraw to Taiwan.
More than 600,000 active soldiers and millions of people have gone to Taiwan.
In May 1949, Chiang Kai-shek declared a state of siege throughout Taiwan Province: all movement between the island and the mainland was prohibited.
I have been unable to stand by for years as a result of having travelled with troops and relapsing.
The organization sent me back to Yongdu for rest.
I was 32 years old.
I’ve been separated from Cho for 13 years, and it’s only a year and a half between me and him.
But I think that this year and a half is already worth a lot more than a lifetime.
I’m only doing two things a day, teaching nursing school and waiting for him by the south river.
16
Soon after, Cao Hong and Cao’s wife returned to Yongdu City, but Master Cao died of illness abroad.
They took me back to Cao’s house.
The palace of Cao Cao was destroyed during the war and we now live in a four-humph compound in the capital city.
Cao Hong was also home, and his wife was a generous foreign girl who gave birth to four children.
Mrs. Cao has raised a man and a woman under my name.
“I am only a concubine, how can I put it in my name?” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Cao is surprised to see me, “If I’m sure I didn’t tell you, I’m sorry.
“What? I’m a little confused.
Mrs. Cao pulled my hand and asked me to sit next to her, “You were 16 years old, and if you were to see you on the side of the town bridge, come back and tell me that he saw a girl. I’m sorry.
“We asked the housekeeper to ask you about your birthday, but he didn’t say anything about it.
The reason why you are brought here in a small sedan, rather than a big one, is that if you don’t like him, he wants to spend time with you, and if you like him, he will solemnly propose, and if you don’t like him, he will set you free. I’m sorry.
“What about his aunt in 17? I’m sorry.
And I was filled with joy in my heart, but I thought so bitterly. If he had loved it, it would have been a little expensive.
“Huh. Mrs. Cao seems to remember something funny: “The fortune teller said that he married 18 wives and that he had already married 17 of them, all of them dead. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think it would happen. I came back to the house and laughed and cried.
He’s only been with me for half a day, and we haven’t even had a real couple.
But he taught me to be self-sufficient, to walk out of the dark of ignorance, to pursue my dreams and to know that life should be hot and hot…
I sat in front of the mirror, and I couldn’t remember how I got his eyes.
He’s so good.
My eyebrows in the mirror and silver silk on the side, but he was still young in my memory.
If you don’t come back, I’ll be really old.
Division brought someone to visit me.
It was a national army pilot who surrendered to Shanghai and must have joined Cao Joo at the same time.
“You are Willow Moon? “Chou Yuen?
I am ashamed to know how he talks about me in front of his comrades.
“Where’s Cao Jo? Live or die? I try to be as calm as I can in order to cover up the faintness of my mind.
“Live, alive. I’m sorry.
I know he’s still alive, and I’m in love.
But the thought that he was still alive and had not returned was not good, and again he became suspended.
“We had a couple of pilots who had agreed to surrender together. I didn’t want to fight.
We went in hiding for several days, and he was found in bad luck and taken back to Taiwan with the National Army. I’m sorry.
I asked him how he was caught, and his comrades were ashamed to say, “We were hiding in a farm house, the men who took the soldiers came, and we went up the hill with the farmer’s son.
Those men raised the little boy in the farmhouse and said that if we don’t get out of here, we’ll throw the baby to death.”
And remember here, his hands on his knees didn’t feel like a fist, and he said, “Just when the man was about to fall, if he ran out of the woods and robbed the child…”
I listened and noded, and that was indeed what Cao Tsao would have done, and he would never have been safe in his life if he had left the soldier to die.
“Don’t worry, he’ll be back when Taiwan is liberated.
He said that when the war was over, he would be on his knees to propose to you, and that if he ever had the pleasure of marrying you, we would all have sugar.
Don’t cry, cry when he comes back and burys him in his arms. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
We all thought that Taiwan would soon be liberated.
I would even like to wait for us to launch a general attack on Taiwan, and I would go to the front again, and I would personally take him home.
17
On 25 June 1995, the Korean war broke out.
On September 15, the United States troops landed in Incheon; on 30 September, the United Nations troops crossed the 38th line.
On October 19, the Chinese People ‘ s Volunteer Army crossed the Green River to the Korean battlefield, opening the way to U.S. aid, and the plan to liberate Taiwan has stalled.
The daughter-in-law of the young master is a foreigner and knows that Cao Joo sent friends of the foreign church to Taiwan to help me look for people for years without any result.
In recent years, Mrs. Cao ‘ s health has deteriorated, and I know that she has reached the end of the lamp.
She held my hand before she passed away and said that she and I had suffered for years, and that she and Cao were not really married, and that she wanted to recognize me as my daughter, and that he would be my mother’s family and ask Cao Hong to marry me.
That’s what she’s going to say every year, but this time she’s so stubborn.
I’m still shaking my head off. She’s stuck with her. I’ve got her.
I’m not the one who says it has to end.
It’s just that I’ve loved someone as good as Cao, and I’ve looked at others, and I feel like someone else, not like him, not like him, not as funny as him…
Or, as good as others, he’s not CHO. I just want Cho.
Most importantly, no one in the world can teach me to love myself.
After dealing with Mrs. Cao ‘ s funeral, Master Tsao gave me a small box of black velvet with a diamond ring.
“This is what I asked you to do overseas. He saved money for years and didn’t spend it at home. I’m sorry.
The diamonds have been said to be hard, and foreigners have used them to prove a true love.
I have heard from other people three or two times that he is going to propose to me that he should marry him.
I look down and laugh, and I feel bitter and sweet.
I’d like to touch the ring, put my hand in half and shrink back, and say, “Well, if it’s only for me when you propose, then you keep it for him, and then he’ll put it on himself.” I’m sorry.
“What if he doesn’t come back? I’m sorry.
I was a little angry to hear Cao Hiro say, “We agreed to meet at the riverside of Jinnan, even if a man dies, the spirit will come to the appointment.” I’m sorry.
The time has not changed because of my wait, tensions have grown between the two sides, and the short straits have become an insurmountable space.
I look up at the left of the moon, and remember those who are on the other side of the Strait, and do not know whether they were also thinking of me towards the lonely moon.
I write on paper all my thoughts about Cao Joo Zhou, except that the two sides are unable to post, that they do not know his address in Taiwan, that they are useless and that they have to be put in the box.
When I was 41, I had a dream, and I saw that pretty little boy growing up, just like Cho.
I went for a walk on the south river side side by side with Tsao; I ran in front of the kite, and he chased after; we danced waltz in the dance floor; and we forgot to kiss in the rain…
At the end of the kiss, he told me, Moon, I’m leaving, you’re fine.
I couldn’t catch him.
I woke up crying.
It’s dark out there. It’s raining on the glass.
Suddenly I dreamt of him, it didn’t feel good.
And then I thought, if he came back at night and couldn’t see the way, I should leave him a light.
So after that night, every night I set a light on the window.
18
It’s been almost 30 years, and my thoughts are filled with boxes.
We are old, so why is he tarried?
I don’t know if I can still wear that ring with my increasingly curly, coarse fingers.
On 1 January 1997, the Standing Committee of the People ‘ s Congress published its fifth petition to Taiwan compatriots.
The Chinese Government has ordered the People ‘ s Liberation Army to cease its shelling of islands such as Kimmen, and has called for an end to the military confrontation. It expects that the two sides will soon be able to reach a shipping and mail trade and open family visits…
On 8 August 1998, a pilot from Taiwan, driving an F-5F aircraft, landed across the Taiwan Strait at Fukuo airport.
Is it him? Could it be him?
My heart’s pounding in my chest, and the huge echoing makes me unable even to hear the other voices around me.
My hands are shaking, staring at the people around me, afraid to ask questions.
So he returned from the outside, and We looked at him with a keen look, and he looked back to me, and there was no joy in his eyes, and he ceased to speak.
I know, not him.
It’s okay. It’s been so long. Maybe he’s next, maybe tomorrow.
On August 25, 1997, Chiang Chang promised to the public that a visit to the mainland would be opened in the near future.
On 3 December of the same year, the first Tatars entered the border from the Guangdong lake crossing and travelled to various parts of the country, where they met with their families for almost 40 years.
We haven’t seen him in 50 years since he was separated from Shanghai in 1997.
I thought I was about to meet you, and I was shy and asked for the ring box for him to meet me and put it on.
My face is covered in wrinkles and my hair is covered in white, so that he may see it.
Isn’t he an old man too? There’s no right against me.
I’m wearing a tan dress, I’m combing my hair, and the kids are putting lipstick on me, “Go, don’t mess with me.” I’m sorry.
I took them all away laughing, and went alone to the south river, waiting for his appointment.
I look at the calm side of the river and think of the scene where he taught me how to ride a bicycle.
The sound of footsteps in the ears.
A group of people came towards me, and they were all happy, and there were people with microphones, people with big cameras, and young men with red scarfs.
They’re all around me, talking, and I didn’t hear a word.
I looked in the crowd, looking for him.
There was a little old man in the crowd.
I look at him and I feel strange. Is this my master? CHO?
“…are you Joo Chang?
The little old man shook his head and handed over a box.
“If he died in Taipei in 59 years, He entrusted me with his life, so that he could go home and bring his ashes to his little moon. I’m sorry.
I picked up his ashes, and there was a strange calm in my heart.
In 59, when I was 41, it was really him who came back that night.
I had a smooth urn with a little black and white picture on it.
He’s only a little older than we were when we split up.
He wears glasses, his hair brushes like a teacher.
“There you go. Just come back. I put his picture in my heart, mumbling.
And the people around them will be scalding, and We will only hold each other close.
And suddenly a wind blew through the raiment of the river, and touched my cheek.
I looked to the wind, and he was young, and came to me from far behind the light.
Reach out and wipe my tears down to my cheek.
“Why is Moon crying again? I’m sorry.
I jumped in his arms.
“You shouldn’t be so late.” I’m sorry.
I held the urn box and stomped to the photo studio.
“My little lady, take a picture?”
Alone?
I don’t know.
“and I my husband. I’m sorry.
“Madam, I’m sorry I didn’t see…”
I think he’s my husband. I’ve got a bit of joy, a smooth hair, and I’m gonna wipe the urn again with my sleeve.
Turns out the ring box in the bag, learns to put his daughter-in-law on an anonymous finger, puts his urn on my knee, hands on it, and the ring is right in the middle.
“All right, we’re good.”
Take a wedding picture, look good. I looked down at the urn and laughed.
As if Cao Cho would stand next to me, hand on my shoulder, and we’ll face the camera together.
After a flash of light and smoke, me and Cao’s soul were locked in the photograph, and each soul would meet.
I’m greedy, want a country, want a home. Record number: YXX12eo1oPJcwA5QxoyC3K3Q
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
