1931年秋,我父亲吉鸿昌担任第二十二路军总指挥的时候,曾被迫出国作了一次考察。一次,父亲来到了美国纽约,他穿着整齐的军装,率领一行从属人员走在街上,突然有人拦住他故意问道:“你是日本人吧?”父亲叫翻译回答说:“不,我是中国人!”对方听了摇摇头表示不相信地说:“中国人?”东亚病夫不可能有这样魁梧高大的军人……”又一次,他到纽约的一家邮局寄送东西,那里的工作人员又明 In the autumn of 1931, my father, Ji Hongchang, was commander of the 22nd Route Army when forced to go abroad for an inspection. Once, his father came to New York, the United States, he was dressed in neat uniform, led his entourage on the street, suddenly stopped him deliberately asked: “Are you a Japanese right?” My father asked the translator replied: “No, I am Chinese! ”The other side shook his head and said unbelievably:“ Chinese? ”It is impossible for a sick man of East Asia to have such a tall, burly soldier ..." Once again, he sent something to a post office in New York, where the staff Again