My Spy Years

  Chapter 173 Fang Muheng and Yang Ximei

  This letter mainly talks about two things.

  First, Ah Hai is out of danger, don't read it.

  Secondly, Ah Hai’s previous job was to rescue and help child laborers. Now there is Yang Ximei, a young girl in the shanty town of Pingjiang Village.

  A Hai evaded the arrest of the secret agents, and it was difficult to come forward, so Fang Muheng asked Fang Muheng to come forward to rescue Yang Ximei and send her to the foster home in Nanshi.

  Nanshi Nursing Home, is this place related to the Red Party?

  Liu Bo thought to himself, he rejected this judgment.

  He knew about this nursing home located in Nanshi. The nursing home was quite famous in Shanghai. Mrs. Sun took good care of the nursing home, and many Shanghai citizens donated money and materials, so the conditions were good.

   It seems reasonable for the Red Party to choose this nursing home.

  However, no matter what, the Red Party sent people to contact Fang Muheng. This is good news. Through Fang Muheng, he can further get in touch with the Red Party.

  In the Japanese army, people generally did not pay much attention to the Red Party, thinking that this red armed force oppressed by the government in the barren land of northern Shaanxi was not worth mentioning.

  However, Liu Bo does not see it that way. He has always been vigilant against the Red Party. As far as he knows, many anti-Japanese groups in Shanghai are related to the Red Party.

  Compared to the enemies who wield knives and guns on the battlefield, the Red Party has spared no effort to promote anti-Japanese and Chinese national pride among the Chinese people. This subtle influence is even more worthy of vigilance.

  …

  Knowing that Ah Hai escaped danger, Fang Muheng was in a good mood.

  Fang Muheng admired Ah Hai still caring about Yang Ximei, who was in the shanty town under such circumstances, and this is why he was willing to move closer to the Red Party.

   "Brother Liu, I plan to bring Yang Ximei home, give her the best life, teach her to read, go to school, and live the life a Chinese child should have." Fang Muheng said excitedly.

   "No!" Liu Bo flatly objected, "The letter said that Yang Ximei must be sent to Nanshi Nursing Home, and she must follow the arrangement in the letter."

   "Why?" Fang Muheng retorted, "The child in the nursing home is too pitiful. In my home, she can have a more comfortable life."

   "Mu Heng, your idea is good." Liu Boyu said earnestly, "But please remember that you must strictly follow the order."

Looking at Fang Muheng who was about to refute, Liu Bo said with a serious expression, "Forget what I said? Patriotic action is not about doing whatever you want, and you must strictly abide by discipline. Do you know why Ah Hai has not further developed you into their organization?" ?”

   "Why?" Fang Muheng asked.

"Your patriotic enthusiasm is commendable, but Mu Heng, you have to get rid of this loose style of work, be careful, and restrain yourself with strict discipline." Liu Bo said with a serious expression, "If you can't do this, Ah Hai and him Your organization won’t really accept you.”

  Hearing Liu Boyu's earnest words, Fang Muheng was stunned. He thought carefully, and finally nodded slowly, "I understand, I will pay attention."

   "I hope you really understand." Liu Bo said with a sigh.

  He felt that he had broken his heart for Fang Muheng.

  Fang Muheng is an idiot, he is very happy, which means he can play Fang Muheng in the palm of his hand.

  However, he had to persuade and train Fang Muheng. Only when Fang Muheng made continuous progress could he be finally accepted by the Red Party, and he would be able to enter the Red Party smoothly.

   Liu Bo himself thought it was absurd. As an excellent imperial agent, he had to take great pains to help the Red Party train a revolutionary.

  …

  Suzhou Riverside.

  Shack area, Pingjiang Village.

   "Eat slowly, don't choke." An agent from the Party Affairs Investigation Office hit Yang Ximei on the head.

  Yang Ximei raised her head and grinned gratefully at him.

  In the past two days, Yang Ximei felt that she was living in heaven, and this was a good day that she had never had a full meal since she could remember.

   "Like a cat." The agent frowned in disgust, picked up his own towel, and helped Yang Ximei wipe the dirt off her face.

   "Fatty, you are stupid, you really raised this girl like a daughter." Another skinny agent cursed and gave Yang Ximei a look.

  Yang Ximei nestled timidly in a corner, guarding the steamed bun in her hand.

  This uncle is a bad guy, he always beats her. Although that uncle also beats her, he is a good guy who gives her something to eat.

   "Where is Yang Ximei's house?"

  The voice of a man asking for directions came from outside.

  The two agents glanced at each other, ‘Finally here! '

   "Girl, eat slowly." The fat man said.

   "Fatty, what the **** are you dawdling in?" The thin man scolded.

  The two lifted up the old bamboo mat, got out, and hid to watch.

  …

  Yang Ximei looked at the half-eaten steamed bun in her hand, and then at the empty and messy shack, feeling frightened. The little girl felt a sense of panic about losing a loved one.

   "Uncle, uncle." Yang Ximei shouted.

   "Shut up, I'll beat you up!" the thin man threatened in a low voice.

  Yang Ximei was terrified, she didn't dare to say anything, she looked at the half-drawn steamed bun in her hand, she was at a loss, but she suddenly trembled with fright:

   Are you here to grab your own steamed buns?

  She wanted to hide the steamed buns, looked left and right, but there was no place to hide.

  The little girl rolled the steamed buns in the muddy water desperately in fear, and then hid the extremely dirty steamed buns behind her, so that no one would come to **** them.

  …

  The ground dragon-style shack is less than one meter high.

  Liu Bo did not come in, but waited outside, while looking at the slum.

  Fang Muheng didn't care about his shiny suit at all, he got in half kneeling, and saw his little daughter who was looking at him in horror.

   "Your name is Yang Ximei?" Fang Muheng asked in a low voice with a sunny smile on his face.

  The terrified little girl hid her hands behind her back and tried her best to hide, but she fell straight down, and the dirty half-drawn steamed bun also fell into the muddy water.

   "Steamed buns, my steamed buns." Yang Ximei rushed forward, picked up the dirty and smelly steamed buns, and stuffed them into her mouth desperately.

  Fang Muheng went up to hug Yang Ximei, Yang Ximei struggled desperately, but still did not stop talking.

   "Dirty, dirty, don't eat." Fang Muheng tried to dig out the steamed bun, but the little girl bit his right hand tightly.

  Fang Muheng has been afraid of pain since he was a child, but at this moment, he did not scream, nor did he 'rescue' his right hand from Yang Ximei's mouth.

  He hugged Yang Ximei with one hand, sat down in the muddy water, took out a fruit candy from his suit pocket, still smiling, and said, "Eat this."

  Yang Ximei stared at the colorful fruit candies wrapped in sugar paper, and was stunned.

   let go of his mouth.

  …

  Fang Muheng looked at the blood and teeth marks on the back of his right hand. He felt a great pain in his heart, not for himself, but for Yang Ximei.

  He carefully removed the candy wrapper, put the fruit candy into Yang Ximei's mouth, and asked softly, "Ximei, is it sweet?"

  Yang Ximei's eyes widened in horror, and suddenly, an indescribable surprise flickered in the little girl's eyes.

   "Let's go, Ximei, uncle will take you home." Fang Muheng half-knelt, hugged Yang Ximei with both hands, and retreated carefully and slowly, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

  Behind him, behind the bamboo mat, two pairs of eyes are watching all this.

   Thank you very much for [Madman who is not talented] for the reward of 500 starting coins, and I am very grateful to [Dai Yunong] for the reward of 100 starting coins.

   Tomorrow at 12:00 noon, Xiao Qi would like to thank you and ask for your support.

  (end of this chapter)