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Yin Siting followed Liu Saner into a car, and was later blindfolded and gagged. There were many people who took the opportunity to take advantage of her, but Liu Saner said that in the East, this is very important to women. If she loses her virginity, her husband will abandon her, and then Yin Siting will lose her value. Yin Siting escaped.
Liu San'er couldn't tell whether it was because he hated other people bullying women, or because Yin Siting once took off the pearl earrings from his ears and threw them at him when he was hungry and cold and digging into the cracks of bricks to eat cake crumbs.
She was still young and innocent at that time, and she was scolded by Young Master Yin because of her pearl earring. I vaguely remember, Cuicui, what do you care about that pickled thing?
She must have completely forgotten.
But Liu Saner didn¡¯t want to pawn the earring.
Every time he sees Yin Siting, Liu Saner will think of his sister. She was originally called Zhaodi when she was at home, but later she couldn't be found. After all, there are so many girls in the world called Zhaodi.
The siblings had been separated for many years, and when they recognized each other again, they were completely different. Later, Liu Saner realized that her younger brother was not lost, but was sold to someone else as a child bride by her family. She was none other than Mrs. Liu who sold antiques to the Japanese. After the fall of Northeast China, Wancheng was very resistant to the Japanese. His sister had no children and was kicked out by her husband's family. She was bullied and picked up by Liu San'er. She died of illness within a few days.
They undoubtedly have similar qualities.
It is probably the special beauty of the interweaving of the old and the new, and it will always retain the imprint of the old era and cannot be completely separated.
In the past, Liu San'er was groveling, smiling at everyone, not getting up early without any profit, and could barely make ends meet, and could occasionally go to Ruiyuan Building for a meal. But since her sister's death, something seems to have changed.
He is just a joke.
There are so many living beings in the world. It is enough for a tiny mole to appear and exert its meager strength.
Yin Siting was not afraid, but she did not shed a single tear. No one said anything, she was waiting for the end.
Will I be forced to ask for information? I don't know if I ask three questions.
Will it be used to threaten Si Qingheng? It's actually a little funny.
Yin Siting was later carried up, her posture was very uncomfortable, and she seemed to be walking on a difficult road, but she passed quickly.
She heard several people talking in Japanese, saying that the backup troops were about to be in place and when the raid on Wancheng would begin. She also said who was one of her own and could respond.
No one thought that Si Qingheng lived in seclusion and his wife, who had lived in the mansion for a long time, was proficient in Japanese, so no one was on guard against her.
After those people finished talking, one of them took off her blindfold.
It was a bit surprising for a while.
No one ever treated her badly.
Our young lady, raised with fine clothes and good food, is as gentle and bright as a pearl. Even though she had lost a lot of weight recently because she was worried about her child, it did not affect her beauty, but added some frail and slender charm. And it just so happens that Japanese people like this taste.
A woman who is delicate, melancholy, fragile and evanescent, like a cherry blossom.
¡°Oriental women are as beautiful as porcelain and works of art.¡±
A middle-aged man exclaimed with his eyes shining.
"But it's also very fragile." Another man lifted Yin Siting's chin and rubbed it gently. As he spoke, the force unconsciously increased, and his eyes became much hotter.
"When I think that she is Si's wife, I feel very different."
"Please don't do anything to her. Si is an infatuated person. There is only one lady. If any traces are left, she will be an unclean object and no longer precious." Among them, the slightly younger man moved elegantly and gracefully, wearing a Wearing glasses, he looks meticulous and patient.
The man holding Yin Siting's chin suddenly became impatient and suddenly pushed Yin Siting back, causing her to fall to the ground.
"She didn't cry or scream, which is very different."
"She is Si's wife."
Yin Siting didn't speak, she just hung her head and huddled to one side. She looked scared, but she was trying to calm down. That look was indeed touching.
"You know something, tell it and we can treat you like a friend."
"It would be a great blessing if Si could become our companion."
The gentle young man finished speaking warmly. Seeing Yin Siting's confused look, he said it again in Chinese.
He spoke clearly and spoke in an unnatural way, appearing a bit too straight-forward.
No matter how she looked at him, Yin Siting thought he was disgusting.
No matter how much Si Qingheng went too far in the past, she felt in her heart that Si Qingheng was"Fuck you, uncle!"
The translator opposite suddenly felt a little confused and didn¡¯t know how to express it in Japanese, so he finally compromised and chose English:
¡°Taijun, your uncle is beautiful!¡±
Although there are large errors in the translation, it still successfully played a provocative role.
The troops under Si Qingheng's command followed his lead and greeted each other's relatives. With the emperor as the center and the uncle as the radius, they began to praise him crazily. Later, they felt that this was not enough. They even insulted the emperor's father and ancestors. The sound was mixed with the sound of gunfire, making people unable to laugh.
Artillery shells roared, dust filled the sky, and broken limbs were everywhere. Except for perverts, no one likes this kind of scene. With the smoke choking his throat and the warm blood, Si Qingheng took the lead and was always on the front line of the charge.
At this time, there is still some time before the other party's support.
Si Qingheng¡¯s desperate style of play soon made the opponent fearful. Anyway, they had a way out, but Si Qingheng didn't.
Si Qingheng captured another city.
This is the final madness, the bite before death.
He walked all the way to the city gate and fired a shot at the rope hanging Yin Siting's head.
Her head fell, and Si Qingheng suddenly pulled open his clothes and caught her head with the clothes on his chest.
Touching that gentle and peaceful smile, Si Qingheng's eyes were dry, but he could no longer shed tears.
sorry¡¡
He carefully wrapped her head with his coat and placed her near the city wall. After the battle, if he did not die, he would find her body and bury her together in a geomantic treasure land. If he dies, he will turn into dust together here.
Tonight the moon is as bright as a mirror, and the wind is gentle. The light shining on the dilapidated buildings has a strange soothing power.
Since ancient times, this nation has had an indescribable preference and persistence for land. They can accept it if they fight among themselves, but if someone takes away a little bit of it, they will feel more uncomfortable than having their own flesh cut off.
Even if Si Qingheng captured the city, there was no way to hold it.
In the eyes of foreigners, there are only big smokers in the East, weak governments, and armies that cannot win wars.
Let¡¯s start the change from me
Let Wancheng's cannon fire and wake up those who pretend to be asleep.
As long as I live, I will not let an inch of my country be lost from my hands. Someone has to stand up, and someone has to sacrifice. I am not one more head than others. I am just an ordinary person, just one of all living beings. Like other people who died in battle, there is nothing noble about me.
Si Qingheng stood at the top of the city, looking at the soldiers with tired faces, looking at the bullet holes everywhere, and took a deep breath.
The smoke is so strong that it chokes the throat, and the smell of blood is mixed with it, as well as the smell of burnt flesh and blood. This breath penetrates the internal organs, penetrates deep into the bone marrow and blood, rushes endlessly, and finally pours into the heart, turning into its vigorous and roaring power.
Born here and raised here, buried here, I will never say goodbye even if I die.
After a temporary rest, the Japanese army launched another counterattack.
Si Qingheng clenched the gun in his hand and locked onto the oncoming enemy troops. Even if his marksmanship was good, he could not withstand the crowd attack.
As the offensive became more intense, he calmed down, gritted his teeth, and suddenly a man rushed out from his side. He quickly used the bunker to set up a machine gun and fired in all directions, which greatly relieved the pressure around him.
Si Qingheng Dingqing took a look and saw that it was Si Qingyan who squinted his eyes and fired with a machine gun. No matter how good his mood was, he couldn't help but curse.
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