Jiang Ping woke up from her dream. In the dream, she and Xiaoqi were surrounded by a bunch of Japanese devils. When the Japanese led her to raise their swords and slash at Xiaoqi, they were scared to wake up.

When she reached out and touched her forehead, she found that she was sweating all over. This situation had not happened for a long time. She still remembered that the last nightmare was two or three years ago. At that time, she had just come out of the special training base of the Military Control Commission and just entered this profession. After the first time, she had a strange dream all night, and she was also awakened by scare like now.

But at that time I was a rookie, so it was normal to have such a reaction, but now, as an old underground worker, it is absolutely impossible to have such a dream.

Jiang Ping still remembers that Secretary Luo told her a real example. A very outstanding agent of our party who penetrated the enemy's heart. On the night of conveying an extremely important piece of information, he said a dream: hand over the tea to the miner (the original words were handing over the tea to Ke Gong). As a result, this dream was heard by someone who was interested, which led to the capture of this excellent agent of our party. He and the comrade who came to pick up the tea and the comrade who sent the tea away were arrested, which caused very serious losses to the party organization.

Since hearing Lao Luo talked about this real case, Jiang Ping really didn't even dare to dream. Sometimes when she was not sleepy, she did not force herself to sleep because she knew that such a sleeping brain would not completely relax and rest, and would definitely dream, so she would try every means to make herself tired. In recent years, she has not dared to drink or stay overnight outside, but she is just worried that she would have a fatal dream and would say a half-dead dream.

These methods are effective. I remember that I have never dreamed again in the past two years. I didn’t expect that I would be awakened by the dream today. This is not a good sign.

After wiping off the sweat from her forehead, Jiang Ping found that her chest was wet, and her back was wet, obviously she had a lot of sweat on her body. What's wrong with her? Jiang Ping smiled bitterly and asked herself, is this abnormality just because of the boy of sixteen or seventeen? No, Jiang Ping denied herself. There was a dream deep in her heart, a dream that she didn't want to touch, a dream that was not a dream. That dream carried her joy, her pain, and more of it was the unforgettable fear that night.

He walked to the window habitually and through the gap in the window that never closed, Jiang Ping saw a vast white area.

It was snowing! She pushed open the window excitedly like a little girl.

The heavy snow like goose feathers was still sensational, decorating the entire provincial capital into a world of pink and jade. The roofs, roads, vegetable gardens, and treetops were covered with snowflakes, and it seemed that they were covered with white clothes.

Jiang Ping loves snow and is crazy about snow. Sometimes she even compares herself to snow. She often fantasizes that she was a piece of snowflake in her previous life, falling from the sky and fluttering with the wind, holy and noble.

She stretched out her hands from the window and carefully held a fallen snowflake. When it slowly melted into a drop of water, she stretched out her hand again and held back a snowflake.

The surroundings were very quiet. Jiang Ping felt as if she was the snowflake in her palm. Even if it was crystal clear, it would eventually turn into a drop of water.

Jiang Ping's eyes began to be confused. She missed her family.

My family is the dream hidden deep in her heart. In this dream, it often snows like this in my hometown, even heavier and whiter than this snow.

At that time, I was my father's caring little cotton-padded jacket, my mother's heart, and my brother's favorite baby. They would hug them and watch the snow, build a big snowman in the yard, make a sled to let themselves play with them, take them to the frozen river to dig a hole, and then catch a few fat big fish. At night, the whole family sat around the kang, drinking delicious fish soup, and missed those simple and beautiful days! Jiang Ping's smile on her face was so sweet and beautiful.

But soon the smile from the heart disappeared, and her face gradually showed a look of pain, and her thoughts returned to one day when she was unwilling to touch. The Japanese killed in heaven came. They burned, killed, and plundered and did everything evil. In order to protect their mother and themselves, their father and brother died under the Japanese bayonet. In the vast snow, their mother led her to escape, fled from their hometown to the provincial capital, and then from the provincial capital to Peiping. Later, for the sake of their livelihood, my mother took her to Tianjin again.

The bigger the city, the colder it is. If two helpless women want to survive, there is only one way to go, and that is to betray themselves.

Naturally, my mother couldn't bear to bear the things she shouldn't have to bear at such a young age. She settled herself in a nearly collapsed dilapidated house, and then resolutely walked into the largest house on the street with a few red lanterns. It was also snowing that night, it was so cold and cold, and it curled up in the footsteps of the dilapidated house. The young self was almost desperate, fearing that her mother would never return.

Jiang Ping remembered it very clearly that she didn't dare to close her eyes all night. She was afraid, cold, and hunger, like a demon, bullying, and she was like a small boat that had lost its sails in the vast sea, and could be overturned at any time.

My mother came back in the morning. She brought back life-saving food and money to keep the mother and mother alive. It was not until a few years later that Jiang Ping realized that in order to keep her alive, her mother, who was born in an innocent family, resolutely walked into the brothel that night. She betrayed her body and her heart.

Jiang Ping will never forget the unforgettable memories that night and the unforgettable fear that night. She originally thought she would not have such fear again, but she did not expect that it would appear again today, and the reason was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Perhaps it was because her mother died of depression at a young age. After she lost all her family affection, this young man made her feel the long-lost family affection again. She was so afraid of losing it. Jiang Ping found an excuse to comfort herself, but in fact she knew very well that this was not an excuse, and that was her true thoughts in her heart: why she took a huge risk to recognize Xiaoqi as her younger brother, not only because of his sincerity, not only because of his excellence, but because she really wanted to have this family affection, because she really lacked such family affection.

This little guy didn't disappoint himself. He was able to kill two traitors tonight. He really made great contributions.

Xiaoqi should be asleep now. Jiang Ping walked out of her memories and looked at the lonely and dilapidated house standing in the middle of a vegetable field. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, closed the windows and walked downstairs quickly.

Jiang Ping almost forgot that she didn't let Xiaoqi go back to sleep last night, but asked him to build a floor shop downstairs.
Chapter completed!