Shu Tongwen said in surprise: "I don't know, why don't you?"

"I...I really don't know." Ergua smiled bitterly. He had never thought about this question before, so he couldn't answer it suddenly.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"Didn't you just eat pork stewed vermicelli yesterday?" Ergua's idea was very simple. In his perception, pork stewed vermicelli is the most rare delicacy in the world. He can eat pork stewed vermicelli before participating in the Nanjing Defense War. At least he has no desires and no regrets in this regard.

"Then do you want to listen to the opera?"

"Listen to the opera? I don't like it."

"What do you want to do the most now?"

"I..." Ergua scratched her head in a hurry and said, "I haven't thought about it."

An old lady in the audience was anxious and said, "Child, have you never thought about going home to see her parents?"

Ergua's face collapsed and she said sadly: "I don't have parents, or I have one, but I don't know where they are."

It turned out that this was still an orphan. The old lady who was asking questions suddenly burst into tears. In the crowd, Hongxing, who was standing beside Yao Nianci, suddenly felt that her heart was touched fiercely. Other national troops had parents and relatives, and at least they had a sustenance, but this little soldier who looked stupid and dazed didn't even have the only sustenance. How pitiful should he be?

Seeing that the emotions of Nanjing citizens in the audience had been completely mobilized, Shu Tongwen took back the loudspeaker and his tone became louder again: "Famous people, we cannot replace them to join the army, we cannot replace them to die, but we can still help them do things within our ability.

We can help them dig trenches and repair fortifications, we can help carry the wounded and transport supplies to the front line. We can also donate money, buy delicious food for the soldiers of the National Army, and find several opera troupes to go to the military camp to express their condolences and performances. We can't do much, but we can satisfy their small wishes and prevent them from leaving this world with regrets.

The villagers, the soldiers of the National Army have given everything for us, including their lives. We must not let him both bleeding and cry. Please extend your help. Before they set foot on the battlefield, give them some help within their power. They are all heroes, and we cannot let our heroes leave the world with regrets."

Speaking of the emotional part, Shu Tongwen had already burst into tears and could not make a sound when choking.

The crowd gathered in the audience could no longer suppress their emotions and walked towards the donation box.

An old lady was so hungry that she was staggering, but she didn't hesitate to put the two silver dollars in her hand into the donation box. The two silver dollars were probably the ones she used the last hand decoration, and it was probably the last life-saving money for her family. She didn't hesitate to donate it, and she wanted to give the Guojun a good meal.

A little girl selling cigarettes timidly put half a corner of Yang into the donation box. This is probably the pocket money she saved after selling cigarettes for a few days. Although she was young, she knew that it was not easy for these soldiers. Although her strength was very small, she wanted to help them do something within their ability.

"Let's go back." Hongxing pulled Yao Nianci and walked back.

"Hey, don't be arrogant, I'll donate some money." Yao Nianci was pulled back by Hongxing, turned her head and looked reluctantly at Gao Shenxing not far away.

"What else can I donate?" Hongxing said hurriedly as she walked, "Go back and summon all the sisters. Not only are we from Cuixi Tower, but we will gather all the sisters in Diaoyu Lane. Let's go to the military camp outside the city to give condolences and perform together. Eighteen kinds of musical instruments will come on stage and sing a big show for those who are in the army!"

The Qinhuai River is a gathering of gold and powder in the Six Dynasties. Since ancient times, prostitutes in Jinling are divided into three or six categories. Especially the famous socialites living in Diaoyu Lane are the best. They are all good at playing and singing, proficient in various instruments, and are also good at various repertoires such as Kunqu Opera, Yue Opera, Peking Opera, Huangmei Opera, etc. Their color and singing style are particularly superior to ordinary actors.

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When Shu Tongwen led his team back to Chunhua Town in a mighty manner, more than 10,000 officers and soldiers of the 74th Army were uneasy. They rushed out of the barracks and squeezed on the roadside to watch the fun, especially when they saw hundreds of socialites in costumes walking in front of the crowd, they all started to make a fuss.

However, what made the officers and soldiers of the 74th Army happiest was the long and long cart in the team. The cart was filled with whole sides of pork, whole beef and mutton, slaughtered chickens and ducks, bags of flour, and even the whole truck of towels, soap and various brands of cigarettes. These were all good things.

Yu Jishi, Wang Yaowu and others walked out of the command center and were moved.

At the beginning of the Battle of Shanghai, Shanghai citizens also burst out with great enthusiasm. Feng Shengfa still clearly remembers the touching scenes when the army full of 88th Division officers and soldiers slowly drove into Zhenru Railway Station, Shanghai citizens threw cigarettes, towels, biscuits, canned beef and other gifts into the carriages.

However, when the 74th Army set out on the battlefield of Songhu, the situation in the battle of Songhu had already deteriorated. After more than half a month of war, Shanghai citizens had exhausted their financial and material resources and could no longer provide too much support to the soldiers of the National Army on the battlefield. Therefore, this was the first time that Yu Jishi, Wang Yaowu and others felt the enthusiasm of the people for the War of Resistance.

"It's really timely raining." Wang Yaowu turned his head and looked at Yu Ji, sighing, "Military, I'm worried about how to restore the morale of my brothers. Now, with so many condolences and the condolence performances of these troupes, at least morale is no longer a problem."

Yu Jishi turned his head, looked at Feng Shengfa and asked, "Brother Senfa, you really have it."

Feng Shengfa hurriedly said, "Military, you dare not be greedy for merit in this humble position. This is all done by Xu Shijiu."

"Xu Shijiu?" Yu Jishi frowned slightly when he heard this. Feng Shengfa had mentioned this to him many times. He also thoroughly checked Xu Shijiu's military experience. However, in addition to his incredible achievements, he also reported some untolerable outrageous sayings.

Conclusion, Xu Shijiu is a man with ability, but he cannot be reused!

Seeing that Yu Ji was silent, Feng Shengfa sighed in his heart. He mentioned Xu Shijiu intentionally or unintentionally in front of Yu Jishi, but in fact he had only one purpose, that is, to transfer Xu Shijiu to his side as the chief of staff or even chief of staff of the 58th Division. However, Yu Jishi obviously felt dissatisfied, so he did not express his opinion several times.

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The 74th Army was sleepless tonight. Except for the guards, almost all the officers and soldiers went to watch the show under a few temporary stages outside the town. More than a dozen opera troupes from Nanjing Wucheng and more than 100 famous Qinhuai prostitutes performed all night. They only hoped that more than 10,000 officers and soldiers of the 74th Army could relax and fight bravely to the enemy in the future.

The singing of the singings of Yao Nianci and Hongxing and more than a dozen Cuixilou girls made the officers and soldiers of the 74th Army fascinated. The hole was blown by Xiao, the erhu, the pipa, and the Wudong song. Even Xu Shijiu couldn't help but sigh. After experiencing these Qinhuai romantic feelings, he really had no regrets in his life.

However, Xu Shijiu did not see Gao Shenxing in the queue sitting on the ground.

Back at the station, Gao Shenxing was indeed there, standing at the division gate, looking at the sky in a daze. When he saw Xu Shijiu coming, he quickly pulled out his Zhongzheng sword and wiped it carefully. Xu Shijiu was always curious. Gao Shenxing had not graduated from Lu University. How did he get this Zhongzheng sword?

"Be careful, why don't you listen to the opera?"

"If you don't listen, the soft Kunqu opera will only make people feel depressed."

"That may not be true. I think the brothers are very interested. I'm afraid there is another reason, right?"

Gao Shenxing was silent. Xu Shijiu took out a pack of three cannons from his pocket. He gently flicked his finger at the bottom of the cigarette box, and a cigarette popped out of the cigarette box. Xu Shijiu handed the cigarette box to Gao Shenxing again and said, "Come on one?"

Gao Shenxing shook his head. The officers and students who came out of the Whampoa Military Academy were greatly influenced by Principal Jiang and basically did not smoke. After the Army Dabo moved from Beijing to Nanjing, he soon became the mark of Principal Jiang. Whether it was the general class, the special class or the regular class, most graduates did not like to smoke, nor did they like to drink.

Xu Shijiu took back the cigarette and started smoking beautifully on his own.

Both of them did not speak, one wiped the Zhongzheng Sword carefully, and the other smoked beautifully, until a slight footstep sound came from behind them. Gao Shenxing's movement of wiping the Zhongzheng Sword suddenly paused. When Xu Shijiu looked back, a graceful figure had already walked over with light steps.

Xu Shijiu patted Gao Shenxing on the shoulder, turned around and walked away.

The one who came was naturally a woman, and this woman was naturally Yao Nianci.

When he passed by Xu Shijiu, Yao Nianci took a look at him, but when he turned to Gao Shenxing, Yao Nianci's pretty face was already full of resentment. She said quietly: "Achu, can we talk?"

Gao Shenxing sipped the cold sword tip and then wiped it carefully again.

Seeing Gao Shenxing ignored his intentions at all, Yao Nianci's eyes became more and more sad, with tears in her beautiful eyes, and she whispered: "Achu, things are actually not what you imagined. Wang Wenxing and I are completely a vain man. I have difficulties in doing this. Please believe me, okay? Really, I always have you in my heart.

Gao Shenxing still didn't say anything, but a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the faint sarcastic look of Gao Shenxing's mouth, Yao Nianci felt that her heart was as if she was stabbed by a needle. She almost told all the hidden feelings to the other party regardless of everything, but when the words were at the mouth, she swallowed them back. It was not that she didn't want to say it, but that she really couldn't say it.
Chapter completed!