Chapter 52 fifty one

According to the original destination, we were transported to a reformatory for invalids near the war zone.However, due to the reversal of the war situation, after the fall of Xuzhou, every traffic stronghold between northern Anhui, eastern Henan, Jianghuai, and Yingsi became a key strategic point of contention.Therefore, the shelters with a little medical equipment were turned into field hospitals for rescuing wounded soldiers.Most of our group of more than a hundred disabled soldiers who have survived the dangerous period need a long period of recuperation, and some have lost their ability to fight at all, and need a permanent home. Therefore, it is difficult to find a suitable and stable place for a while. .

With a single official document, we were very much like the sick prisoners who were exiled into the army in ancient times. After more than three months of migration, we were sent to Hankou by people. Similarly, Hankou was also threatened by the war. The enemy went straight up the river and approached the periphery of Wuhan steadily. Some military hospitals were planning to advance forward.Under such circumstances, we are again ordered to be ready to act. Trekking through mountains and rivers, exhausting boats and vehicles, and living a mobile life, we are certainly prepared for hardships; however, whenever we receive warm welcomes from the people, present flowers, flags, and condolence visits, we also get a lot of spiritual comfort.

Fatigue, excitement, these external stimuli have indeed diluted a lot of inner pain for me.Whenever I miss Kianan's tragic experience, Alan's affection makes me see a little distant light on the gloomy road of life. The dead are gone, and those who come can be chased!I seem to pin all my vision of life on Alan.Every time I stop at a place, I always take the time to write to her, reporting what happened along the way and how I feel; of course, I hope she can catch up quickly, so as not to go further and further away, in case there is another huge battle. Changes, lost contact.At that time, it was really like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl in the sky, looking across the Milky Way.

The aggregation and separation of life is really unimaginable.From the sad news of Alan, I think of the terrible experience in the past few years.When we set off from Tianjin, we six young people who were alive and well, never imagined that in the vortex of war, we would die and be scattered; in just two years, I was the only one left, with a broken heart, in the sea of ​​people Floating around, wandering aimlessly. After going through this life-and-death situation, I deeply understand that life is worth loving after all.However, simply living does not satisfy the meaning of life; even a blade of grass or a leaf will wither slowly in the valley.

People live in a society that lives in groups, and they must find warmth in the relationship between people. Isn't a life without friendship equal to a breathing machine? However, the flames of war are all over the sky, and the audio and books are cut off; the old people from the past live in two worlds with us.Now, apart from holding onto Alan firmly, I can only try my best to inquire about Yang Ziyun and Xiao Yudian. So on the way, every time I met an exile student, I would look for an opportunity to chat with them.Fortunately, that student team is well-known everywhere, and most of the students who came out of the enemy-occupied area were taken care of by them.After countless inquiries, I finally found some reliable clues.

It turned out that the student team was just a counseling organization. They took in batches of youths from the trapped areas and sent them out in batches soon after.Within a week after I left, the students who were in formation at the same time as us all quickly completed the examination procedures.Some went to apply for military academies, some found jobs, and some continued to study in the rear.However, regarding the actions of Ziyun and his wife, no one can know their whereabouts with certainty. The only way is to ask the student team directly.After arriving in Hankou, I immediately sent a telegram to the student team, asking them to check carefully in the files.Two days later, I received a call back and found out that Yang Ziyun and his wife had joined the wartime work cadre training group, and they happened to be in Hankou for training.

This is really unexpected good news. I didn't expect to be able to reunite with old friends here, and it's so close.In my excitement, I hurriedly called the training group from the hospital; I asked the group to tell Ziyun to ask for leave immediately. However, when I put down the phone, my heart was filled with infinite melancholy.They told me that Ziyun and his wife had asked for leave to go back to Changsha a month ago. Because Xiao Yudian was about to give birth, they only lived in a relative's house in Changsha for the sake of financial constraints and convenience of care.

Another month has passed, and I am worried that Yang Ziyun and his wife may have moved again.So, I hastily asked the regiment for their address in Changsha; with great difficulty, I found an unreliable communication office, and with luck, I wrote them a long letter overnight. As soon as the letter was written, we got news that the destination was a nursing home for veterans in the suburbs of Changsha.The team leader apologized to us and assured us that this was the last move; when preparing for a military operation, we can be transported by rail and retreat to the southwest rear. When the news came, the wounded friends immediately got busy preparing for action.Some people can't help complaining about such a fluid transfer method.However, there is nothing that is most suitable for me. First, I can take this opportunity to visit Ziyun in Changsha; second, after I find Ziyun, I can notify Alan to come here, so that I can find a place to stay.So, after I wrote the letter to Ziyun, I also told him the news and hoped that he would visit me in the nursing home.

Everything was ready, and in the early morning of the next day, we crossed the south of the Yangtze River and arrived at Changsha Station in half a day. The station was packed with welcome crowds. Many journalists already knew the news and surrounded us to ask questions.It turned out that the day before, they had bragged about it in the newspapers, as if this Taierzhuang victory was won by over a hundred of us with broken legs and arms. In the afternoon of the same day, we received dinner from the local anti-enemy work support club, and the cultural circles also arranged programs to entertain us, and specially invited several singing troupes to hold a grand music evening.