The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 571: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (11)

Then several people began to discuss the place where they needed to hide this time - Qiucheng.

Qiucheng is a medium-sized city, but its prosperity is far less than that of Shanghai.

However, the city has a unique geographical location, located at the junction of several provinces, and has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.

More importantly, Qiucheng has been occupied by the GZ Army, and the revolutionary army plans to establish an underground transportation station here to obtain intelligence and carry out a series of military operations.

“In fact, we had already arranged an undercover agent in this place.

Unfortunately, the soldier died a few days ago." The chief expressed regret and continued, "This brave soldier had a relative who opened a butcher shop in the local area, and the headquarters of the GZ Army happened to be next door to this shop.

Those spies, the Communist army and the puppet army often visited this restaurant, and sometimes they would even ask them to help deliver some food.”

Song Chengjing immediately understood the commander's intention. The other party hoped that he could impersonate the deceased soldier and sneak into the store.

This would allow him to more easily approach the GZ Army and gather valuable intelligence.

At the same time, it can also better obtain important intelligence and cooperate with the revolutionary army to carry out relevant military operations when necessary.

"It's just that we know that Comrade Song, you may not have done this kind of work, so..." Things like killing pigs and selling meat may not be a big deal for soldiers with poor backgrounds, but Song Chengjing was born in the Song family after all, so this comrade from the intelligence department found it difficult to speak of it.

Song Chengjing did not refuse at all, and said in a voice as loud as a broken gong: "It's okay, this is all for the revolution. For victory, we are not afraid of death, so why should we be afraid of such a thing."

Afterwards, Song Chengjing used the pseudonym Zhou Jing and took the relevant documents prepared by the organization and went to Qiucheng to complete the task assigned to him by the organization.

Song Chengjing soon arrived in Qiucheng and found the butcher shop. He walked into the shop and saw a middle-aged man chopping meat.

When the middle-aged man saw Song Chengjing, he was frightened by the scar on his face at first, but when he saw that he walked with a limp, he thought that this man with unsteady legs and feet might not be a bandit!

But since he was here, he was a customer. The middle-aged man asked, "This customer, you look unfamiliar. Is this your first time in our store? What would you like to buy?"

"Hello, I'm Zhou Jing." Song Chengjing introduced himself to him according to the information he had learned before, "My hometown suffered a disaster, so I came to live with my uncle. He wrote to my mother before, saying that he was short of people."

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned after hearing Zhou Jing's words, then he looked Song Chengjing up and down, and his eyes turned red: "It turns out to be Xiaojing! It's been so many years since you left Beijing, and you still speak Beijing dialect so well!"

After hearing this, Song Chengjing breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the middle-aged man did not doubt his identity.

Zhou Jing's mother was originally from Beijing, but later she married and moved to another place. When Zhou Jing was a child, he lived in his uncle's house in Beijing for a period of time, so theoretically he can speak Beijing dialect.

As for Song Chengjing, he had learned Beijing dialect a long time ago, and it came in handy now that he had mastered it.

The middle-aged man Wu Yong put down the bone-chopping knife in his hand, walked out from behind the table, touched "Zhou Jing"'s back, and choked up a little: "Didn't you just say that you were in trouble? Why are there so many things on your legs and face?"

"Uncle, what disaster do you think is the most serious these days?" Song Chengjing's tone was full of helplessness, and his eyes occasionally looked at the GZ army passing by on the street. As soon as he said this, Wu Yong understood.

"Alas! It's not easy to live!" Wu Yong would not directly say that the GZ army was bad, so he could only comfort his nephew, "Xiao Jing! You stay here first! I know you know because you have never done this job, but it doesn't matter, our Wu family's ancestors all did this.

I will start teaching you in a few days, and I am sure you will learn quickly. "

"Then I would like to thank my uncle for taking me in." Song Chengjing's tone was full of gratitude. He knew that he had made the right first step.

After staying here for a few days, Song Chengjing met another guy or apprentice here - Xiaofu.

Xiaofu is an orphan taken in by his uncle Wu Yong a few years ago. Originally, his uncle had a son, but a few years ago he said he was going out to try his luck and never came back.

However, from Xiaofu's few words, I could tell that this cousin was probably a fellow traveler like me.

"You are talking about the young master!" Xiaofu sighed, "I think it's because you read too many books, so you think too much and always feel that everything is related to you.

Alas! Poor master, I worked so hard to send him to a good place to study, hoping that he would have a good future, but he has been gone for several years and I don’t know whether he is dead or alive. "

Whenever this was mentioned, my uncle Wu Yong would hit the other person on the head with his pipe: "What nonsense are you talking about! If you keep talking nonsense like this, you might attract wolves."

"Xiao Jing! Don't let him talk nonsense. Your cousin just went out to do business." Uncle Wu Yong seemed to be afraid that he would misunderstand, so he explained it like this every time.

In this way, Song Chengjing began his life of hiding. He got up early and went to bed late every day, worked hard to learn the skills of slaughtering pigs and selling meat, and at the same time paid attention to the movements of the GZ army.