Even though the little girl was dirty and skinny, she still behaved very politely.
Everyone could see that she was already hungry, but Cai Xuefei ordered Butler Qiu to bring out food, but the little girl didn't gobble it up immediately, and even said "thank you" first.
"Don't leave in a hurry, just eat here." Seeing the little girl taking the food and leaving, Cai Xuefei hurriedly said: "Otherwise, it will be cold outside and you will get a bad stomach."
Meng Shaoyuan could only shake his head after hearing this.
How can these beggars be so particular? I'm really hungry. Is there anything I can't eat? Who cares whether it's hot or cold?
"Tell me what you're saying, I'm dirty," the little girl said.
"It's okay, it's okay." Cai Xuefei didn't dislike it at all: "Listen to me and eat here. Butler Qiu, ask the cook to make a bowl of hot soup."
"Thank you, madam." The little girl then started eating in small bites.
She didn't talk when she was eating. She didn't eat quickly, but she wasn't slow either. At this speed, it is obvious that she used to eat like this at home. Even if she became a beggar on the street, she still maintained her original good habits.
"What's your name? Where are your adults? How old are you?" Cai Xuefei waited until she finished eating, feeling sorry for the girl in front of her, and asked in a confused voice.
"In reply to Madam, my surname is Xie, and my name is Han Yu. They are originally taken from two words in Li Yu's poem "The flowers in the forest have withered the spring red. It's too hasty, but the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening." The little girl Xie Hanyu's answer was clear. Expressing that she has received a good family education: "I am from Zhenjiang, I am eleven years old, my parents..."
When the word "parents" was mentioned, Xie Hanyu, who had been calm just now, suddenly turned red in his eyes and choked up: "Last year, the Japanese occupied Zhenjiang and killed people and set fires everywhere. My parents were all..."
She could no longer speak, and tears flowed out.
Meng Shaoyuan felt clear when he heard this.
On December 8, 1937, Zhenjiang fell, and the Japanese army carried out a massacre in Zhenjiang. The number of victims in Zhenjiang reached more than 10,000, and thousands of women were humiliated.
It was the "Zhenjiang Massacre".
Just because the subsequent "Nanjing Massacre" had such a huge impact, there were very few people who knew about the Zhenjiang Massacre.
Xie Hanyu's parents were both middle school teachers. On the day Zhenjiang fell, they took Xie Hanyu with them to escape, but they soon encountered Japanese troops entering the city and hid Xie Hanyu.
When Xie Hanyu came out of the hiding place at night, she looked everywhere for her parents, but all she found were their bodies.
Xie Hanyu was very sensible. She knew that she was unable to bury her, so she kowtowed to her parents. When the Japanese army was burning, killing and looting everywhere in the city, she actually ran out of Zhenjiang because of her young age.
She begged all the way and slowly entered Shanghai.
When Cai Xuefei heard this, tears rolled out of her eyes involuntarily, and she took Xie Hanyu's hand: "My poor child, since we are here, it means we are destined. You can stay here with me and call me 'aunt' from now on, okay?" ?”
If it were anyone else, how could they not be overjoyed once they were able to escape the difficulties?
But Xie Hanyu just said: "Madam, I thank you for your kindness. It's just that both Hanyu's parents are dead, and the ominous person will not dare to bring uncleanness to Madam's house again."
Where can I find such a sensible child?
Meng Shaoyuan sighed in his heart.
In my own time, eleven-year-old girls were treated as the apple of their eyes by their parents, but girls of this age here were already very sensible.
Especially the Xie Hanyu in front of him, whose parents have both died, is still so strong. He would rather beg than trouble others.
Seeing that Cai Xuefei wanted to speak, Meng Shaoyuan jumped in and said, "I'm not taking you in. We just need a maid here to be responsible for Madam's daily life and do some chores. I see that you can read and be educated, so I want to hire you." For the first three years, we will take care of food and housing, and wages will be paid after three years."
The same purpose can be said in different ways, with very different effects.
Sure enough, Xie Hanyu hesitated for a moment and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master and Madam, for your kindness."
Cai Xuefei admired her husband in her heart, so she settled the matter simply: "Steward Qiu, ask Sun Ma to take Han Yu to take a bath, and then change her into new clothes."
"Madam, please give me half a day." Xie Hanyu said: "When I first entered Shanghai, there was an old beggar who was very kind to me and always took care of me. Since Hanyu has found a place to live today, I must say goodbye to him. .”
"Where is he?"
"We are beggars and have no fixed abode. We just recently found a temporary place to live on Liuhe Road."
"Someone, send Han Yu there."
Cai Xuefei just spoke, and Xie Hanyu said again: "Madam, there's no need to bother. He doesn't like to see outsiders. If someone comes with me, I'm afraid they will panic."
Cai Xuefei did not force herself and asked Butler Qiu to bring two hundred yuan and gave it to Xie Hanyu to give to the old beggar to repay his kindness.
Xie Hanyu took the money, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed three times to Cai Xuefei respectfully: "Madam's kindness is unforgettable. Hanyu will definitely come back as soon as possible and serve Madam without any slack."
"Get up, get up, get up quickly."
Cai Xuefei quickly helped Xie Hanyu up: "Go quickly, come back quickly, I'll wait for you here."
Asking Butler Qiu to send Xie Hanyu out, Cai Xuefei wiped away her tears: "She is only eleven years old, and her parents are gone. How did she survive?"
Meng Shaoyuan has seen too many such things, and his heart is always harder than Cai Xuefei: "Since the war broke out, families have been broken up and displaced, and the public concessions are full of beggars and orphans. If you can help one, how many can you help?" ah?"
After saying that, he sighed: "I'll go out for a while."
Cai Xuefei was startled: "I just came back and are going out again?"
"I still have something to do. I'll be back in a couple of hours."
…
Meng Shaoyuan walked into the cellar where Peng Bilan was imprisoned.
This cellar is actually located in Meng Shaoyuan's own home, under a warehouse at the back that only has Meng Shaoyuan's key.
No one can get in.
Go into the cellar and open the iron door.
Inside, a dim electric light was always on.
The prisoner cannot be left alone in the dark for a long time, otherwise, the prisoner will soon go crazy.
Peng Bilan is reading a book inside.
She didn't know much, so Meng Shaoyuan prepared a lot of illustrations for her.
In the same way, the prisoner cannot be left idle for a long time. There must be recreational projects, otherwise her spirit will also be on the verge of collapse.
As soon as she saw Meng Shaoyuan come in, Peng Bilan blurted out: "You...why did you come just now?"
More than half successful.
She went to Xuzhou by herself, but didn't come for several days. She couldn't see anyone else. Peng Bilan, who was in loneliness and despair, had already begun to miss the person she could see for a few minutes every day.
Meng Shaoyuan looked at Peng Bilan, his face became paler because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
The bread and water I left for her before leaving were almost gone.
Meng Shaoyuan took out his lunch box and put it down with a bottle of red wine: "Let's eat."
Peng Bilan's eyes lit up when she opened the lunch box and smelled the aroma of the food inside.
She greedily picked up the lunch box and stuffed it into her mouth desperately.
For so many days, it was bread and water every day, and the temptation of hot food to her was self-evident.
While she was eating, she would occasionally pick up a bottle of red wine and take a sip of it for herself, devouring it hungrily.
Meng Shaoyuan lit a cigarette and stared at him calmly.
"What if you don't come back and all my food is gone?"
Peng Bilan took the initiative to ask this question.
"Starving to death is the only option." Meng Shaoyuan replied calmly: "No one can come in here except me. I am your only support."
I am your only support.
At this time, Peng Bilan was completely desperate and had long lost the idea of leaving here.
To his ears, Meng Shaoyuan's words seemed to be natural.
Yes, if he doesn't come, no one will bring him food.
You will starve to death.
If you want to survive, all hope lies in this man.
In Peng Bilan's heart, she already had a strong recognition of Meng Shaoyuan's words.
In fact, after Meng Shaoyuan's renovation, the environment of this cellar is still good.
After he purchased the house and discovered the cellar, Meng Shaoyuan immediately renovated it to provide a temporary emergency escape in case of an emergency.
The cellar is fully equipped with lighting and ventilation facilities. The British "Clapper" brand siphon valve flush toilet was even installed to solve the physiological problems when hiding here.
Peng Bilan ate the whole box of food without leaving anything left, feeling very satisfied.
"I gave you these." Meng Shaoyuan stared at her: "I gave you food, water, and life. Everything you have is given to you by me."
Peng Bilan didn't say a word in rebuttal.
After a while, she suddenly blushed: "Can you go out for a while?"
"Why?"
"I-I'm anxious."
"I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere."
Meng Shaoyuan smoked a cigarette: "I've seen every part of your body. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
Peng Bilan hesitated, but finally walked to the toilet, unbuttoned her pants and squatted down.
The closest step to success for "Stockholm Syndrome":
When the kidnapped person doesn't mind showing something shameful in front of you, then success is not far away.
Meng Shaoyuan is about to succeed.
After Peng Bilan stood up, she suddenly asked in confusion: "I have been detained by you for such a long time, and you have never wanted me once. Do you have no interest in me anymore?"
This is her last pride, her last bit of faith in her body.
Of course Meng Shaoyuan wanted it, but he controlled himself every time he came. He said coldly: "I want your body, it's not you who has the final say, it's me."
After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave, but Bangbilang asked again: "Can you stay a little longer? I'm very lonely. I'm very scared, please."
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"No." Meng Shaoyao said without emotion: "It's up to me how long I want to stay!"
