As soon as the first lunar month passes, the weather gradually becomes warmer.

The artillery fire finally stopped for a while, Nanjing established a Japanese pseudo-government, and Shanghai had temporary tranquility.

But in such an environment, livelihood is very difficult.

Rice is already sky-high, and vegetables and fruits have become luxury, let alone meat dishes.

Gu Yun's salary is not high, and her mother and sister are having difficulty living. The crops in her hometown have lost their harvest due to war, so she can only rely on herself.

She lives carefully, does not cause trouble, and does not let herself get sick.

Fortunately, I don’t have to pay the rent anymore. When the war is over in the future, I will give it to the landlord’s wife at one time.

Zhang Xinmei moved a lot, but the next day the people from Hongmen disappeared.

Gu Yun fell ill from then on.

She had a low fever intermittently and felt very sad every day, but she couldn't tell where she felt uncomfortable.

After half a month, her mood gradually stabilized and her illness gradually improved.

Zhang Xinmei asked someone to send her a dish once, including ribs, old hens, live fish, apples and various vegetables.

At the same time, he also sent her a telegram, which was sent by Si Tamamo.

"Takimo has always been thinking about you, so I always come and see you. Do you need to tell her about your illness?" Zhang Xinmei asked.

Gu Yun shook his head: "No need Master Jiu, I'm ready."

"Then you stew the hens to nourish your body by yourself." Zhang Xinmei said, "There are very shortages in Shanghai nowadays, and minor illnesses may even kill people. Be careful."

Gu Yun said it was OK.

Time passes slowly.

The jujube trees at the entrance of the alley sprout and bloom, with shade in midsummer and fruitful in autumn.

As the cold and heat pass by, from spring to autumn.

Gu Yun didn't see Bai Xian again for eight months, and this person was completely gone from her world.

Sometimes she would also think: Hongmen Fire often kills people. Will he die somewhere unconsciously?

Thinking of this, she felt chill all over for no reason.

An autumn rain and the heat subsided. Gu Yun chatted with a few women in the alley at the door on Saturday to bask in the sun.

While watching the quilt she was sunbathing, she knitted a scarf and prepared for this winter.

"Miss Gu, taste the dates." A woman took a long bamboo pole and walked back from the door.

The dates at the entrance of the alley have been ripe and have been almost finished.

Gu Yun tasted one, but it was not very familiar.

"It's quite sweet." She said politely.

The other women also tasted it and smiled and said that Miss Gu said good things, where is it sweet?

Several people were talking, and two followers carried a large basket in.

"Ms. Gu's guest?" Several women smiled, with joy on their faces.

In the past eight months, Zhang Xinmei was instructed by Tamamo to give her four supplies.

Gu Yun is friendly to his neighbors and has to allocate them to his neighbors every time.

"...Miss Si's telegram." The entourage put down the thing and handed it to Gu Yun a piece of paper.

Tamamo said in the telegram that he really wanted to eat sour beans made by Gu Yun.

The last time was midsummer, and the beans were on the market. Gu Yun took some to Zhang Xinmei and asked her to bring them to Tamamo. The weather was too hot, and she was afraid that Tamamo would not be able to eat, so sour beans were just enough to make you eat.

Unexpectedly, Tamamo was still addicted.

"Thank you." Gu Yun said to the two entourages and even stuffed them a handful of money.

They pushed it down and accepted it.

Gu Yun opened the basket and found that there was indeed rice and meat.

She left two or three meals for food herself, and distributed the rest to her neighbors. In such a war-torn era, she was alone in Shanghai, how could she do without some help?

When you go out, your neighbors are more reliable.

After the division was finished, Gu Yun sent a telegram to Tamamo again.

The next day was Sunday, a sunny day. She packed two cans of sour beans. This was what she had done last time and a telegram she was about to reply to, and went to find Zhang Xinmei.

She knew Zhang Xinmei's home.

Everyone can go to Zhang Xinmei's house, and there is no privacy.

The building in his house is very empty, and I heard that it was all bought by him.

Three brand new luxury cars were parked downstairs, and several people dressed in entourage stood downstairs to smoke.

"Has he been a guest?" Gu Yun thought to himself.

She should have called first, but unfortunately she never took the initiative to contact Zhang Xinmei and did not know his phone number.

She had to go upstairs with a tough bullet.

The door of Zhang Xinmei’s house was not closed, and several guests came.

Gu Yun called "Jiu Master" at the door.

Zhang Xinmei stood up and nodded at her: "Did you send something?"

"Yes." Gu Yun lowered his head.

Zhang Xinmei said, "Come in first."

He led Gu Yun to the study.

Gu Yun walked in. When he passed by the living room, he saw a guest sitting on the sofa to the south and suddenly tense up.

He didn't move at all, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.

Gu Yun happened to pass by him and glanced at him from the bottom of his eyes.

She doesn't know her.

This is a guest wearing a white shirt. The material of the clothes is very good and looks quite noble.

Gu Yun has not known many people in Shanghai, and it has nothing to do with Zhang Xinmei's social circle. His distinguished guest cannot be someone she knows.

So, she just took it as her own illusion and stepped into Zhang Xinmei's study.

She also heard other guests asking in her ears: "Master Bai, are you okay?"

She doesn't know anyone named Bai.

She handed the sour bean jar to Zhang Xinmei and took out the telegram she wanted to give Tamamo.

Zhang Xinmei glanced at her and said in the telegram that she was very good and was about to go back to the countryside.

He asked curiously: "You are going back to the countryside?"

When they were talking, Zhang Xinmei did not close the study door, and he could vaguely hear his voice outside.

Gu Yun's voice was very light: "I have this plan. In our newspaper, four people went to work as front-line reporters, and two of them died, one of them was our boss."

Zhang Xinmei was surprised, feeling heavy and funny: "Your boss went to the front line personally? How big is the competition in the newspaper industry?"

"No, he is sincere." Gu Yun sighed, "Although the boss's wife is still running a newspaper, she has repeatedly proposed to close the door and return to her hometown, but she has no choice but to let go of her boss's will.

Recently, two colleagues have left their jobs and returned to their hometowns. The newspaper is shaky and will close at the end of half a year. It is impossible to open again next year, so I will have to leave sooner or later.”

Zhang Xinmei thought for a while and asked, "Do you want me to find another job for you?"

"No." Gu Yun smiled bitterly, "The rice and oil in Shanghai are too expensive, and the salary is not enough for me to eat. I'd better go back to the countryside. I still have some food stored in my old house, so I won't be hungry when I go back."

Zhang Xinmei no longer advised her.

He said, "When will you leave? Tell me, I will send someone to see you off. The artillery fire is blocking all the way, and there are wars everywhere, and the train cannot be left. It is inconvenient for you to go out as a woman. If you have any mistakes, Tamamo will definitely be very sad."

He always disliked her in front of Si Tamamo, but he did things behind his back without any loss of water, and he refused to make Tamamo sad at all.

Gu Yun nodded.

She exchanged a few simple greetings, asked Tamamo about her recent situation, and said, "You still have guests, I won't delay you."

Zhang Xinmei sent her out.

When he went out, the guest who was very nervous seemed to have tense his body again, but he was mentally prepared. He was tense for only a moment and then returned to normal.

Gu Yun didn't look at him anymore, and Zhang Xinmei sent her downstairs.

"I'll take the tram back by myself, so I don't have to send him to Master Jiu anymore." Gu Yun said.

Zhang Xinmei said: "Go back slowly."

Gu Yun nodded.

She was about to leave when footsteps came from the stairs.

Zhang Xinmei glanced at the person coming, patted his shoulder gently, and went to the wrong way without saying anything. The man saw that Gu Yun had crossed the road and ran over immediately: "Ms. Gu."
Chapter completed!