Chapter 227

Autumn is gradually arriving.

The cherry trees in the school are all dead.

It could be the soil, or someone could have done something to it. The Japanese students cried very hard, all of them had a sullen look on their faces.

Many of the Chinese students were secretly amused by the sight.

But the principal was worried about the possibility of starting a new conflict on campus and upsetting the Japanese, who would then attack the school.

He complained to the Acting Professor.

“I can’t even sleep now, I’m worried every day.” The principal said.

Prof. Dai said, “Can you plant it again? Exotic trees are planted here, and the soil is not suitable for them.”

The principal said, “I’ve asked someone to go to Japan to buy, but there said that now is not shipped over, may not be until January.”

Er Zi is a very small Japanese female student, before she came to China, she could not speak a word of Chinese, in the classroom when the self-introduction, stuttering only said “my name is Er Zi, I’m from Kyoto, please teach me more”.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yuyan was sleeping in a daze in the Little Red House when she suddenly heard a small cry, which woke her up.

She got up from the bed, walked downstairs in the dark, circled around the small red building, and found the second son sitting on the ground hugging his knees, shrunken as big as a hen – she really thought that there was a chicken there that was not locked in, and wondered how the chicken would make this kind of cry.

When she found Eriko, she was startled by Eriko, and she was startled by Eriko.

The two girls were a few steps apart, both squatting low, very confused.

Er Zi recognized Yang Yu Yan first, and immediately greeted her respectfully, “Yan Ji, how are you?”

In Er Zi’s eyes, Yang Yu Yan was like a big lady in a big landowner’s rich family, so open and bright, making her feel afraid.

Therefore, Yang Yuyan never spoke to her because as soon as she saw Yang Yuyan, she hid behind the crowd and kept quiet when she could, fearing that Second Miss Yang, who disliked her teacher in class, would see her.

Yang Yuyan recognized that it was a Japanese schoolgirl, because all Japanese schoolgirls had doll’s hair cut, and it was said that they sold their hair to American factories to make wigs before they came to China.

Chinese female students also cut short hair, but that is like Fu Peixian like female pioneers, each look like a strong woman, and the second son is like a species of two worlds.

Yang Yuyan asked in Japanese, “Who are you?”

Er Zi immediately said, “My name is Er Zi.”

Yang Yuyan didn’t consider herself to be an overly kind person, mind you, when she saw beggars on the side of the road, she avoided them and never gave them money. Not to mention that this was a Japanese.

But even if this is a Japanese, it is a weak looking Japanese female student, less than one meter five tall, and crying in the middle of the night, and Professor Dai even said at night that the principal was afraid of a riot of Japanese students.

In summary, Yang Yuyan decided to play kind and care for Erzi.

“Come, come in with me and have a cup of hot tea.” Yang Yuyan reached out and took Erzi by the hand, and the two of them stood up.

Looking back, there was a person standing at the back door of the kitchen long ago.

It was Teacher Su.

Teacher Su heard the door of the room where the Yang sisters slept ringing in the middle of the night and woke up in a daze, thinking it was a nighttime emergency to go to the bathroom, but he waited and waited in a daze and couldn’t hear the door ringing for people to come back, so he became more and more awake and had to get up.

With his intuition, he thought it was Miss Yang Er, so he came downstairs to look for it, and saw that it was indeed Miss Yang Er, with another person.

Mr. Su in the officialdom raised in the excessive vigilance to play a role, but also quietly went up to bring down the gun. He stayed hidden in the shadows without uttering a sound, guarding himself against striking as soon as the man failed to realize that Miss Yang Er Zi was in danger.

Now even when he saw Er Zi, Mr. Su didn’t let his guard down, and his gaze looked Er Zi up and down, cold.

For Miss Yang who got out of bed in the middle of the night, seeing Mr. Su was an unexpected pleasure. So she said in surprise, “You’re up too?”

Su Chunjun didn’t say anything about the various calculations he had in his heart, and smiled at Second Miss Yang, “Well, let me pour you a pot of tea.”

The three of them entered the kitchen in the dark from outside the house, and in front of a small cupboard next to the kitchen where onions and garlic were kept, Mr. Su, Second Miss Yang, and Er Zi, the three of them sat down in a group.

Late at night, Zhang Ma and Shi Wuwei were both away, and neither Su Chunjun nor Yang Yuyan knew how to burn the stove, so there was no hot tea, but there was half a pot of cold tea, leftovers from yesterday. With half a cup of cold tea in front of everyone, Mr. Su reminded Yang Er Miss, “Don’t drink it, cold tea hurts your stomach”, and then stopped talking, giving the stage to Yang Er Miss.

Ms. Yang’s speech has improved a lot in the past few years, and she asks Er Zi about the circumstances of the incident in just a few sentences.

Er Zi was the daughter of a cloth manufacturer in Kyoto, with three sons and two daughters in her family, and she was the last in line.

Although the family had a small business, since she was a little girl, her grandfather used to order everyone in the family like slaves, and her grandmother, parents, uncles, and siblings all got up at 2:00 a.m. to cook and dye the cloth, ate one meal a day, and never had any time off.

When Japan began to engage in militarism, his family began to suffer. First, all the men in the family had to respond to the call to enlist in the army to serve the Emperor, and all the men in the family except Grandfather enlisted in the army.

When the family was short of men, Grandfather began to squeeze the remaining women even harder, asking them to take on more work than before, not only to do all the work they had done before, but also to do all the men’s work as well, and under these circumstances, Grandmother soon fell ill from exhaustion.

Just when Erzi thought she was going to die of exhaustion too, good news came from heaven – the government was going to requisition the cloth workshop! The cloth workshop could no longer produce its own products, but could only produce military uniforms, tents, bandages and other munitions.

Of course, there was no money available, so the people had to give voluntarily to the Emperor in order to honor him.

When he heard the news, his grandfather was so shocked that he fell ill and died soon afterward.

Grandmother soon recovered from her illness, as she no longer had to work.

However, the family’s workshop was expropriated and the women were left without a source of income and had to work to earn a living.

The school in which Erzi was enrolled also stopped attending classes, so every day they did handicrafts and made munitions in the classroom, with the male students sparring with bayonets on the playground and the female students sewing military uniforms in the classroom.

Life was unsustainable, and Erzi would not eat at home except for one meal a day at school, to save food.

At this time, the school said it was sending a group of students to China. The students who went to China were given food by the government, and when they arrived in China, they would naturally have enough to eat. The second son enrolled and came to China.

After arriving in China, he could indeed have enough to eat and continue his studies. Although he still had to sew uniforms and do handicrafts, he lived a much better life than he did at home.

Futako felt happy, and China was wonderful, the campus was big and beautiful, and the male students in China were more handsome, elegant, and rich than the male students in Japan.

She doesn’t want to go back to Japan, she wants to stay in China.

Yang Yuyan: “……”

She has an ominous feeling!

Erzi fell in love with a Chinese male student.

She got pregnant.

Yang Yuyan goes black.

Mr. Su is calm and collected.

Yang Yuyan comforts Erzi after she tells her story and sends Erzi back to the Japanese building with Mr. Su.

Returning to Little Red House, Mr. Su comforted Yang Yuyan: “That child is in her stomach, not in yours, it’s useless to think about it, go to sleep first, we’ll think about it tomorrow.”

Yang Yuyan heard this and pushed him, but after Mr. Su entered the mayor’s official residence as an errand boy, he not only started to practice his gun, but also started to practice his fists and feet in case he was caught in an accident, and now his body hand is not to say that he can fight ten by one, but two or three is still possible. Miss Yang’s delicate little hand pushed on his chest, like pushing a wall.

This wall will also gasp for air.

Yang Yuyan, who was at the empathetic stage after hearing Erzi’s love story, glared at Mr. Su: ”If I have a child in my belly and you dare to run away, I’ll take the child and marry someone else! So that you won’t see a hair on your child’s head for the rest of your life!”

Mr. Su only focuses on listening to the first half of the sentence, thinking about the preparations before having a child, his thoughts are in a series of ups and downs, being rowed up by Second Miss Yang, not only not angry, but laughs instead.

Mr. Su: “Why would I run away? I’m not going anywhere, I’ll be with you every day.”

Mr. Su: “I won’t go anywhere, I will guard you every day.” Ms. Yang: “Hmph, I’m sorry, you wouldn’t dare to do that.”

Second Miss Yang goes back to the house to sleep, even the biggest trouble in the world has to wait until she wakes up from her sleep to solve it.

The next day at the breakfast table, Yang Yuyan on the milk buns and chili pepper fried chili (red dry pepper fried fresh green pepper), the story of last night to everyone.

At the table, everyone had a big steamed bun in their hands, and ate with the especially appetizing chili pepper stir-fry, with their heads sweating.

Zhang Ma taught Shi Wuwei: “Next time you stir-fry like this, put some black beans, or else put some soybean paste will also work, so dry salt is only spicy, no fresh flavor.”

Shi Wuwei ate without lifting his head, nodding his head vigorously.

Yang Yuyan whispered to Yang Yucan, “When I go to your house in the future, I’ll eat only when you stir-fry.”

Yang Yuchan blushed and pushed her, “You don’t have to eat it if you like it.”

Yang Yuyan sighed, in the future when she goes to Yang Yucan’s house as a guest, she might have to bring another cook.

This kind of farmhouse meal, Professor Dai also ate deliciously, but he saw Ms. Zhu just grabbed the steamed buns and ate it without a bite, and felt that she still can’t eat like this, and it’s not good for the stomach to always eat chili peppers.

He said, “Did that Er Zi student say what she was planning to do?”

Zhu Yanshu is now living a busy life and is not too particular about food and drink, so she doesn’t have to eat yellow fish noodles in the morning, but some steamed bread and some congee will do.

But this morning’s chili pepper stir-fry was a no-no.

She ate the steamed bread out of the elegance of embroidery, grabbed a small mouthful, ate into the mouth, chewed until the end of the world and then swallowed.

She said, “If she wants an abortion, I’ll give Dr. Zhao a word.”

Zhao Dafu then returned from Japan to study medicine, with the heart to help the world and save the people, at the pier by the principal of the flowery words of abduction, into the school to give students a handful of medicinal pills to drive away worms, to the nearby villagers of the cows and horses and pigs to see the doctor, to the accidentally pregnant schoolgirls to do abortions, delivering babies.

Now he also teaches physiological hygiene to the students on the side, and teaches sterilization, bandage wrapping, injections, hanging water and other technical work.

Ms. Zhu was now quite familiar with Dr. Zhao, because he was a man, and the female students refused to speak to him in many words, and Ms. Zhu was the pin that held the sea together.

Yang Yuyan shook her head, “She doesn’t do abortions. Japan doesn’t seem to care much about a woman’s chastity. She was most upset that the male student ignored her and wasn’t at all afraid of her unmarried pregnancy. She said she’d just give it away when she had it later.”

The male student apparently only intended to have a transnational love affair with the Japanese female student, and didn’t intend to actually marry a Japanese woman into the family, and presumably had difficulty with concubinage, since Futako didn’t mind whether it was as a wife or a concubine – the family that could have concubines must have been a big family, so it didn’t matter. This is what Er Zi said herself last night, when Yang Yu Yan asked her if she minded being a concubine.

Zhang Ma: “Then it’s fine, it has nothing to do with us.”

Yang Yuyan laughs dryly, “It’s still a bit relevant.” She took a deep breath and turned to Professor Dai and Ms. Zhu.

Ms. Zhu realized something and immediately said, “Shut up and don’t say anything!”

Professor Dai sighed deeply and covered his forehead, “Oh my god, now the principal is going to be worried again.”

Yang Yu Cicada and Shi Wuwei were still puzzled as to why everyone all looked heavy.

Only Mr. Su is still eating, he takes the half steamed bun left over from Second Miss Yang and continues to hold the chili peppers and fry them, calm as can be.

Yang Yuyan: “I think …… we may need to conduct a medical examination for Japanese female students. I am worried that the second son is not an exception.”

One second son getting pregnant was nothing, ten second sons getting pregnant was a problem.

There were a total of twenty Japanese female students in the school, and I don’t know how many of them had fallen in love with Chinese male students.

This was probably something no one expected.

In addition to preventing Japanese infiltration, they had to worry about the chastity of the Japanese schoolgirls.