1947, at the invitation of Shanghai Tianchan Stage, performed on the same stage with Li, Ye, Ye, and Ye, and was praised as "Top Ten". Such a lineup performance is naturally a sensation. During this period, Li Shifang starred in the playwright Weng Ouhong's new play "Goddess of Heaven". After the performance, it was the end of the year, approaching the Spring Festival, and Li Shifang was anxious to return to Beijing. It happened that Yang's wife, Zhao Xiazhang, was away on business and transferred the ticket to him. Unexpectedly, she died in a plane crash in Lingshan, a suburb of Qingdao, at the age of 26.

She always admired Zhang Junqiu's art and began to associate with Zhang Junqiu's home in Wang Yaoqing and Mei Lanfang. After Yang's death, Xie will go to Changzhou to perform, and please learn "Liuxiang Companion". Zhang Junqiu said that it is not enough to just read the script. "It is better to see one thousand studies. Just change the play tomorrow. I will play a "companion", you see. " The generosity left a deep impression on Xie's heart.

During the "Cultural Revolution", when Xie's mother saw that she was buying pickles in an oil and salt shop in zhushikou, she felt a sense of desolation. When she got home, she told Xie about it. Has his hand touched the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in such a big corner? Who would have thought that Zhang Junqiu would come this far! NianLia discussed it and decided to go to Zhang Junqiu that evening. Entering the door of Miansi Zhang Junqiu, there is a brick bed-a door panel. The old lady lies on the bed and sleeps on the door panel with her mother. Thanks for a visual inspection, the door panel is just a little longer than one person. If you put down your pillow and lie down, maybe your feet are still outside the door panel. The old lady is diabetic and vomits blood. This situation is not good for the patient and the whole family. Zhang Junqiu just sighed and couldn't help it. Xie said, "If not, take the old lady to our red clay shop residential building. The residential building of Hongtudian has a basement for sundries. It is more comfortable to tidy up and put a bed here. I live in this building, and Li Yaping and her mother live in this building. They are not outsiders. You're not worried that the old lady will be taken care of by our two families, are you? " I rushed over and whispered to Xie: "I am a gangster! Neighborhood committees are not allowed to take in the families of' gangs'! " That look makes people feel funny and sad. Xie said, "I don't know what a gangster is. All I know is that this is a sick old lady. Moreover, I work in the neighborhood Committee of Hongtupu, and I can still take this idea. " Zhang Junqiu kept reading Amitabha in his mind. A few days later, the basement of the clay shop was cleaned. Xie He took her to the mud shop, and the two families waited on the old lady until her death.

I can't forget Xie's help at a critical moment. When everyone mentioned it, he said, "She saved my life!" And Xie have no romantic history of their youth. Thank you for your skill, decisive, clear-headed and quick response. Supporting each other in times of trouble is the foundation of their love. 1974, married Xie.