Lu Ruorong heard the conversation between Chen Zihan and Huang Xiaojuan just now.
She was a little embarrassed. She didn't expect Chen Zihan's mother to be so sensitive, so she could detect it.
When Chen Zihan asked her again, she hesitated for a while, but still agreed.
Chen Zihan glanced at Lu Ruorong in surprise, and handed her the phone.
"Hello Auntie, my name is Lu Ruorong, and I am a classmate of Zihan." Lu Ruorong greeted Huang Xiaojuan openly.
Huang Xiaojuan is actually not entirely sure. The one who went to Jinling with Chen Zihan to play was a female classmate.
She was just scaring Chen Zihan.
Unexpectedly, Chen Zihan was really a female classmate next to him.
"Hello, student Lu, thank you for staying with Zihan!" Huang Xiaojuan's reaction was still very quick. After a while, she immediately replied: "We will be in Jinling in the afternoon. We will have dinner together at that time. This stinky boy , Take the female classmate out to play, and still cause trouble outside, and see how I clean him up later."
Lu Ruorong was a little bit dumbfounded, but still politely replied: "Auntie, although Zihan is a little impulsive in fighting with people, he didn't do anything wrong. He is fine now, don't worry. I have to go to class tomorrow, so this afternoon I must go back. Next time I have a chance, I will meet you again and have a meal and chat with you, okay?"
"Oh, why are you so anxious!" Huang Xiaojuan was still not reconciled, and asked Lu Ruorong to take another two days off to meet them for a meal.
In the end, Chen Zihan couldn't listen to it and snatched the phone from Lu Ruorong, so that Huang Xiaojuan would not be so tough.
Later, he took the initiative to hang up because of a bad signal.
After hanging up, Chen Zihan and Lu Ruorong were a little embarrassed.
"I didn't tell my mother about you." Chen Zihan spread his hands and said innocently: "When he called to ask yesterday, I just said that I was out with a classmate to play."
After a pause, he immediately said in confusion, "Could it be that Wang Zhenjun said it? Or Yang Xiaodong?"
Chen Zihan took Lu Ruorong out to play, only Yang Xiaodong and Wang Zhenjun knew.
The two of them shouldn't talk about this everywhere.
But if Huang Xiaojuan called Wang Zhenjun to ask Wang Zhenjun, Wang Zhenjun probably couldn't help it.
"Forget it, don't worry about it." Lu Ruorong grabbed Chen Zihan's arm, then tilted his head and asked him: "Then do you want me to see your parents?"
"I'm afraid you will be embarrassed!" Chen Zihan answered honestly: "And I also think that it is not the time for them to see you."
After Lv Ruorong lowered his head and pondered for a while, he asked Chen Zihan: "When will they arrive in Jinling?"
"About half past three."
"My car is four o'clock in the afternoon." Lu Ruorong smiled sweetly, "Or, I'll see them at the station!"
Chen Zihan said vaguely: "Let's see again then, maybe their car is late, so they will definitely not see it."
Around 2001, the delay of the train was just like the delay of the later plane, which was a high probability event.
Especially for long-distance trains, it is commonplace to be delayed several hours.
Seeing Chen Zihan said this, Lu Ruorong didn't say anything.
However, she still prepared for the meeting with Chen Zihan's parents.
After lunch, she took Chen Zihan to a nearby store and bought two gifts to give to Chen Yingrong and Huang Xiaojuan when they were about to meet.
Lu Ruorong's tutor is very good, and she also understands these worldly things.
Seeing Lu Ruorong preparing to meet his parents, Chen Zihan was a little bit dumbfounded.
Chen Zihan has roughly understood Lu Ruorong's personality.
This is a very intellectual and smart girl, very independent, but usually does not show up, giving people a gentle and gentle feeling.
But her true character is just like what she showed when he was taken to the hospital for an examination, she was stubborn and not influenced by others.
What she believes is difficult for others to change.
Luo Xiaofei and Zhao Xiaoan's personalities are also very individual.
Thinking of this, Chen Zihan had a headache.
Trying to find balance in front of these girls, he felt a bit like seeking his own way.
After lunch, the two went to the presidential palace for an hour.
Chen Zihan originally wanted to take Lu Ruorong to see the Memorial Hall of the Victims of the Massacre, but found that there was not enough time, and planned to cancel the trip.
"Let's go around!" Lu Ruorong looked at his watch, and said softly to Chen Zihan, "Let's go to the door and remember the victims."
After thinking about it, Chen Zihan agreed.
When the two drove to the Memorial Hall for the Victims of the Massacre, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
In the current memorial hall, you have to buy tickets before you can enter the exhibition.
It is free to visit after March 1, 2004.
This made Chen Zihan a little speechless.
Anyway, they didn't have time to go in and visit, so they stayed outside for a while.
The weather today is not so good, it is a bit gloomy.
In this kind of weather, visiting the memorial hall can more arouse people's emotions.
Standing at the entrance of the memorial hall, looking at everything around them, Chen Zihan and Lu Ruorong were silent.
The numbers 1937.12.13 and 300,000 on the stele pierced people's nerves so strongly.
No one can imagine what the people living in Jinling City experienced in that winter sixty years ago.
There are countless people who have died.
For the survivors, it was also a dark day that could not bear to look back.
Chen Zihan told Lu Ruorong in a hoarse voice:
In December 1937, after the fall of Jinling, an average Chinese died every twelve seconds by the invaders.
What is the concept of 300,000 victims
Someone once estimated that if all the victims of the massacre stood together hand in hand, the team could stretch from Jinling to Qiantang for a length of 320 kilometers.
The total weight of their blood is 1,200 tons, and their bodies can fill 2,500 train cars!
"'The victims of 300,000', this is by no means a cold number, but a historical tragedy made up of living beings. It is so specific and so painful." After saying this, Chen Zihan moved towards the monument respectfully. He bowed, then silently folded his palms and closed his eyes in the direction of the memorial hall.
Like him, Lu Ruorong expressed his nostalgia for the victims in his own way.
Afterwards, the two also bought bundles nearby and placed them respectfully in front of the monument.
"These humiliations, the fragile historical annals cannot be carried, and there are some blood and tears, and the long years will not be washed away!" When preparing to leave, Chen Zihan said with a solemn expression to Lu Ruorong: "We must remember that history, all of us. This history should also be remembered."
Lu Ruorong nodded seriously, she was impressed by Chen Zihan's invisibly solemnity and his blood.
She replied softly in her voice: "We will never forget this period of history. We will not give in, because we are Chinese, because we are already strong!"
Chen Zihan did not speak any more, but held Lu Ruorong's hand tightly.
He believes that the only girl in front of him who can communicate with him in these matters related to history. (End of this chapter)