After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Chapter 144 Warm Harbor

"Damn it! These damn beasts!" Chen Jing'an pounded the pillar hard, veins bulging.

Jiang Shiyuan realized that at this moment, the Battle of Shanghai had officially broken out!

She said nothing, but just stared at the sky that was dyed red by the artillery fire, her beautiful eyes full of anger.

Fang Lansheng patted her shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyuan, don't worry, we will be fine!"

"Yes, I accidentally heard from the director of the arsenal that our national army has already deployed its defenses in advance, and the vanguard troops are equipped with the most advanced German weapons. We will definitely be able to defeat the Japanese!"

Chen Qingyan also comforted her, but there was a slight tremor in his tone.

The four of them returned to the living room with solemn expressions. They no longer had the enthusiasm they had in the discussion just now, and all looked angry and sad.

The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing.

"Ugh……"

A sigh broke the silence, and Chen Xiangyun slowly walked down from upstairs. The originally inconspicuous wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to have deepened a little.

"Aunt Xiang..." Jiang Shiyuan opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Chen Xiangyun walked over to them, looked at the flames of war outside the window, and said quietly: "Shanghai City will eventually not be able to escape the catastrophe of this war..."

"Children, I'm afraid the sky in the concession will also slowly change..."

Her words were full of helplessness and worry, making the already depressing atmosphere even heavier.

"Jingle Bell……"

A rapid telephone ring suddenly rang, breaking the silence in the living room.

Jiang Shiyuan walked quickly to the phone and answered it. "Hello? Who are you looking for?"

"Xiaoyuan, I'm your Uncle Chen!" Chen Haibo's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"We have now officially started a war with the Japanese army. The situation is tense. You must ensure your own safety. Do not go out without an emergency!"

"I understand, uncle. Do you want me to give the phone number to A'Yan and A'Jing?" Jiang Shiyuan nodded and asked in a deep voice.

"No need, Xiaoyuan, just let them go home quickly!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath and said to the Chen siblings: "Ayan, Brother Jing, you all heard it. It's too chaotic outside now. Uncle Chen is very worried about you and wants you to return to the Chen Mansion as soon as possible!"

"But..." Chen Jing'an wanted to say something, but was stopped by Chen Qingyan, "A Jing, now is not the time to be willful..."

"Xiaoyuan, you have to be careful too!" Chen Jing'an looked at Jiang Shiyuan deeply and warned him seriously.

"Don't worry, you too, we can keep in touch by phone anytime!" Jiang Shiyuan said, giving Chen Qingyan and his sister a hug respectively.

Fang Lansheng also took the initiative to say goodbye to Jiang Shiyuan at this time, "Miss Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, I will not bother you here anymore..."

Chen Qingyan patted his shoulder and said, "Boss Fang, please get in our car. We can take you back to your residence on the way."

Fang Lansheng knew that this was an emergency, so she didn't refuse and nodded slightly, saying, "Okay, then I'll trouble Miss Chen and Master Chen!"

The Jiang Mansion, which was originally bustling with activity, suddenly became deserted.

Only Jiang Shiyuan and Chen Xiangyun were left sitting opposite each other in silence in the empty living room, facing the stormy night.

Outside the window, the sound of artillery fire was still deafening, as if foreshadowing that a bigger storm was about to come.

Jiang Shiyuan walked to the huge French window, looked at the sky dyed red by the flames of war, his eyes firm and resolute, and murmured to himself: "Little devils, since you dare to come, don't even think about going back alive!"

At this time, the phone in Jiang Mansion rang again, sharp and piercing, as if urging something.

Jiang Shiyuan's temples were throbbing and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Xiaoyuan'er, it's me, your grandpa!" The old man's kind voice came from the other end of the phone, and there was joy in his tone.

"Grandpa? Why are you calling at this time? Did something happen in the Zhong family's old house?"

At this moment, Jiang Shiyuan was so frightened by the rumbling sound of artillery fire outside the window that his heart was in his throat.

"No, no, everything is fine at home, don't worry!"

Mr. Zhong quickly said lovingly, "Happy birthday, Xiaoyuan!"

"Grandpa wanted to keep track of time and send you birthday wishes at the moment you were born 22 years ago!"

"Birth time?" Jiang Shiyuan was stunned for a moment, then realized that today was not only her birthday, but also her mother's suffering day...

"Xiaoyuan'er, grandpa still remembers this time 22 years ago, when your father, your brother and I were anxiously waiting for your birth outside the delivery room..."

Mr. Zhong recalled with a smile, as if he was completely unaware of the abnormality in Shanghai.

"22 years ago today..." Jiang Shiyuan murmured to himself, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

A young mother, sweating profusely and screaming at the top of her lungs, gave birth to a baby girl in the delivery room, enduring severe pain...

"22 years ago today, you were born."

"22 years later, it is the day when the Japanese bombarded Shanghai!"

Mr. Zhong spoke in a heavy tone, like a heavy hammer, hitting Jiang Shiyuan's heart hard.

"Grandpa, you...you know everything?" Jiang Shiyuan's voice trembled a little.

"Silly child, how could grandpa not know?" The old man sighed, "Well, I have been restless these past few days, turning on the radio every day to pay attention to important news."

"The radio just reported that the Japanese pirates are so cruel that they chose to launch an attack on Shanghai today. This is really too much!"

"Xiaoyuan'er, listen to your grandfather and pack up your things quickly to take shelter in Jinling!" Grandpa Zhong's tone was full of worry.

"Grandpa, I can't leave!" Jiang Shiyuan's voice was firm and resolute.

"As long as the Japanese pirates are determined to invade China, no place is safe!"

"I want to stay here and protect the Jiang family and our home for my father and brother!"

"But……"

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will take good care of myself!"

Jiang Shiyuan interrupted the old man and said, "I need to produce more penicillin and develop more new drugs that will benefit the military and civilians. I will never let the Japanese pirates succeed in their conspiracy!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Mr. Zhong's relieved voice was heard.

"Good boy, you are worthy of being the good children of the Zhong family! Grandpa really didn't misjudge you!"

"By the way, Xiaoyuan, did you receive the birthday present that grandpa prepared for you?"

"Birthday present?" Jiang Shiyuan then remembered that her grandfather would send her a special gift every year on her birthday.

It’s just that the original owner had a grudge against his grandfather and the Zhong family, so he never opened the boxes and kept them in the storage room.

"Not yet, Grandpa, what gift have you prepared for me this year?"

"Haha, you will know when the time comes!"

Mr. Zhong kept it a secret, and then said soothingly: "I have asked the post office to send the gift by expedited delivery, but it just happened to be due to the war, so it took some time. Please be patient and wait..."

"I understand, thank you grandpa!" Jiang Shiyuan smiled knowingly, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Even in the war-torn era, family love remains the warmest harbor in her heart.