Feng Kezhi drove the car out of Zhoujiaxiang, turned onto the main road, and was about to speed away when he suddenly let go of the accelerator, paused, looked back, then turned the steering wheel and reversed quickly.
Behind him, in the shadows on the roadside, another car was parked.
The driver's window was halfway down, and a vague figure sat inside.
There was a "crunch".
Feng Kezhi slammed on the brakes and accurately backed up to the side of the car.
The two cars were running side by side, with only a few centimeters apart.
He turned his head and looked at the driver in the car.
The man also turned his face.
There are no street lights in this area.
With the scattered light illuminating the dazzling headlights ahead, the two men in the car looked at each other.
In the thick night, there are lights flickering slightly in the eyes.
At first, no one spoke, and there was only the characteristic low roar of a car engine that was getting ready to go.
After a while, Feng Kezhi spit out the cigarette in his mouth out of the car window and smiled at the other side: "Cousin, Lan Ting has arrived home safely.
Don't worry, it's getting late.
You should go back early.
I invite Lan Ting to the headquarters.
I will pick them up myself.
From now on, please don’t bother me.”
After he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and the car roared away like a beast.
Xi Songzhou looked at the shadow of Feng Kezhi driving away, continued to sit silently in the night for a while, started the car, and drove away.
After that night, no more accidents happened, and night classes continued as usual the next day.
I don't know whether Feng Ke said something to Xi Songzhou later or for other reasons.
Xi Songzhou never mentioned picking her up in front of Meng Lanting again.
When he met Meng Lanting, he talked and laughed as usual, as if nothing had happened.
Meng Lanting, on the other hand, always felt a little sorry for Xi Songzhou, besides secretly blaming Feng Kezhi and Meng Lang when he thought of the embarrassing scene that night.
A few days later, when class was about to start, she went to the classroom and happened to meet him in the corridor of the teaching building.
The two of them walked and talked, and after talking a few words about the adjustment of some courses in the department, they took advantage of the fact that no one was around and said, "Songzhou, I'm really sorry that I made your trip in vain that night.
I always wanted to find an opportunity."
I apologize to you."
Xi Songzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter, you don't have to worry about it at all.
It was my mistake that I didn't agree with Kezhi in advance."
Meng Lanting was grateful for his generosity and apologized in person.
He finally felt more comfortable and nodded to him with a smile.
"Then I'll go to the classroom first.
Class is about to begin."
Xi Songzhou also smiled and nodded.
Meng Lanting continued to walk to the classroom.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard him calling him again.
He stopped and turned around to see him walking quickly.
"Lanting, it's like this.
Today happens to be my birthday.
I want to invite Professor Zhou, his wife and you, to go out for a casual dinner.
I know you have night classes tonight, so I changed the time to tomorrow night.
Where are Professor Zhou and his wife, I I will invite them today.
I don’t know if you have time tomorrow night.”
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Meng Lanting was startled, then smiled and nodded: "I have no problem wishing you a happy birthday tomorrow night.
We should have invited you to your birthday."
"You're welcome."
Xi Songzhou smiled.
"I'm very happy that you can come.
So, it's settled, I'll pick you up at Zhou's house tomorrow night."
The class bell rang, and students ran past the two of them.
"Okay.
See you tomorrow night."
Meng Lanting nodded, turned around and hurried away.
After finishing the day, it was time to leave at five o'clock in the afternoon.
Meng Lanting, Mrs.
Hu and others said goodbye and went out through the large back door as usual.
The setting sun is like a piece of golden-red silk, spreading wantonly all over the tree-lined avenue under your feet.
The wind leaves rustle and the tree shadows are like dancing.
Meng Lanting bathed in this quiet and gorgeous sunset and walked along the tree-lined road to Zhou's house.
Several students who were walking together saw her, chased her, chatted and laughed with her, and after walking along the avenue, they went their separate ways.
When Meng Lanting was about to cross the road, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a man walking on the roadside dozens of meters behind him.
At first glance, the man wearing a felt hat looked a bit like the driver of the Feng family, Lao Yan.
He turned around to take a closer look, and found that the man had stopped on the side of the road, with his back to him, leaning against a tree trunk.
It's like admiring the sunset.
Meng Lanting thought he was dazzled.
How could Lao Yan come here?
It was probably just a passerby with a somewhat similar body shape to him.
She didn't think much about it, crossed the street and returned to Zhou's house.
Mrs.
Zhou had already received a call from Xi Songzhou, and she naturally agreed to the dinner invitation tomorrow night.
The female worker who used to be a domestic helper returned to her hometown at the end of last year but did not come back this year.
Professor Zhou was not used to eating food cooked by others, so Mrs.
Zhou cooked her own food this year.
Meng Lanting came back, washed his hands and went into the kitchen to help Mrs.
Zhou cook.
While eating, Meng Lanting listened to Miss Zhong's sweet singing on the radio, and listened to Mrs.
Zhou discussing with herself what to give as a gift.
"Although he said no, it's only one birthday in a year, so how could he not express it.
I just knew it was too hasty and there was no time to prepare.
Otherwise, Lao Zhou and I would give him a piece that we collected in Liulichang.
The old inkstone, He should like it.
Lan Ting, if you can't think of a suitable one, my aunt suggests that you give him a pen.
Some time ago, his pen leaked and he was too busy to buy a new one.
But etiquette is light but affection is important.”
Meng Lanting took note of it, thanked Mrs.
Zhou, and after finishing the meal, he turned off the radio that Miss Zhong was still singing inside and asked to help clear the table.
"Hey, why did you turn off the radio?"
Mrs.
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Zhou said.
"Ah, I'll drive right away" Meng Lanting was busy going there.
"Forget it, forget it.
Go change clothes quickly."
Meng Lanting was pushed out by Mrs.
Zhou.
"The time is almost up.
Young Master Feng will be here soon.
Get ready quickly so as not to make him wait.
I'll be fine as long as I'm here."
Meng Lanting returned to his room and was still changing clothes when he heard the sound of Mrs.
Zhou crossing the living room to open the door from the outer room.
"Master Feng, come in and sit down.
Lanting will be ready soon."
Meng Lanting quickly put on his shoes, took his things, and ran out at a trot.
"Aunt Zhou, I'm fine and I'm leaving."
Meng Lanting nodded hurriedly to Feng Kezhi who was standing at the door, and walked out quickly under the eyes of his neighbors as usual.
After getting on the car, Meng Lanting said: "Mr.
Feng, when you come to pick me up from now on, there is no need to bother you to go to the door.
I will go out and wait for you on time at half past six."
Feng Kezhi didn't even look back: "It's okay, I'd better pick you up at the door.
It's very convenient for me."
In recent days, Mrs.
Wang and others next door have frequently asked Mrs.
Zhou about her relationship with Feng Kezhi.
Although Mrs.
Zhou has helped clear things up, Mrs.
Wang and others still seem to be deeply interested in the exact relationship between Mr.
Feng and themselves.
Thinking of the looks from his neighbors when he went out, Meng Lanting felt a sense of discomfort, and perhaps a bit of disgust.
She hesitated for a moment and whispered to the person in front of her: "It's like this.
You always come to the door and wait.
I'm afraid that the neighbors will have unnecessary misunderstandings.
This is not good for me or Mr.
Feng.
So I hope you won’t come in again.”
Feng Kezhi stepped on the brakes and turned his face.
He looked a little unattractive.
The words he had been holding in his heart for several days finally came out of his mouth, and Meng Lanting simply spoke out.
"Mr.
Feng, if Longhua is not too far away from here and there is no traffic, to be honest, I would be embarrassed to ask you to pick up and drop off like this.
I know you mean well, but such a misunderstanding is really inconvenient for you and me.
I think you It’s understandable.”
Feng Kezhi stared at her, noncommittal.
Just when Meng Lanting felt a little frightened by what he saw, he suddenly smiled and the gloom between his brows disappeared.
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"Okay, Miss Meng, you have the final say, and I will listen to you.
Next time, I will wait for you outside."
He turned around and continued driving.
Meng Lanting exhaled slightly.
When the car left the residential area, it went around the road and headed towards Longhua.
At the beginning of the lanterns, it is the most lively time of the day.
People are coming and going on the street.
A graceful woman wearing a cheongsam and high heels holds the arm of the man next to her and walks by talking and laughing.
A rickshaw pulls the guests and walks quickly through the streets. roadside.
I don't know what was blocking the car ahead.
The car gradually slowed down and came to a complete stop when it passed a corner on the street.
Feng Kezhi didn't seem to be in a hurry.
He held the steering wheel with one hand and leaned back on the chair to wait.
"Sir, buy a pack of cigarettes" A boy with a cigarette case hanging around his neck rushed over to solicit business.
Feng Kezhi casually took the package from Hademen.
When giving the money, Meng Lanting asked him to pull over and wait for a moment before getting out of the car.
She walked into the calligraphy and painting shop on the street that also sold stationery and looked at the pens.
The shopkeeper was not here, but the clerk was a bit snobbish.
Seeing that Meng Lanting was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked like a schoolgirl, he casually pointed to a row of cheap pens, and he was busy dusting the utensils.
"Do you have a Parker pen?"
Meng Lanting asked.
The guy turned around and glanced at her.
Feng Kezhi followed in, glanced at it, leaned against the counter next to Meng Lanting and said: "If you want a pen, I have it.
Parker 18k gold tip and red coat.
Bring it next time.
You can choose whatever you want.
Anyway, there is nothing left here." use."
Meng Lanting said: "Thank you Mr.
Feng, I will buy it myself."
When the clerk saw Feng Kezhi come in, although he didn't recognize him, his clothes, style, and tone of voice were no ordinary human at all.
He immediately showed a smile, hurried forward, took the key, opened the locker, and put a box containing a precious gold pen Listed out.
"Sir and Miss, please take a look.
The pen tip ranges from 8k to the best 18k Parker gold pen.
It is authentically imported from the United States.
I have everything in my store.
You two can take your pick."
"It's 18k, wrap it up" Feng Kezhi didn't even look at it, and brushed his hands.
"Okay, 18k, price 42 yuan.
I'll wrap it up for you."
The boy was happy and quickly picked up the pen carefully.
Feng Kezhi took out his wallet, and Meng Lanting said: "Man, I don't want this.
Please give me an 8k one.
How much does it cost?"
The clerk was stunned and glanced at Feng Kezhi.
Feng Kezhi frowned: "If you want to buy something, just buy the best one.
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Why are you buying an 8k head?"
"I have used one before.
The one with 8k head is also very good.
I can write fluently.
This is the one.
How much does it cost?"
"Fifteen dollars."
"I bought it.
Please wrap it up for me."
Meng Lanting lowered his head and took out money from his bag.
Feng Kezhi had thrown twenty yuan on the counter.
"Okay, okay, don't count, just do whatever you want, 8k is 8k."
Meng Lanting took out fifteen yuan and handed it over, then gently pushed the twenty yuan back to Feng Kezhi.
"Mr.
Feng, I really appreciate your kindness.
But you will not be rewarded for your merits, so please be sure to take back the money."
The clerk glanced at Feng Kezhi and saw that he seemed a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything.
He had to take Meng Lanting's money, quickly put the gold pen into the pen case and wrapped it up.
Meng Lanting took it, put it in his bag, turned around and left the shop.
Feng Kezhi followed him out with a dark face, and the two got into the car again.
The road block ahead had been cleared.
After the car successfully passed this section of the road, it accelerated.
On the way, Meng Lanting saw that he didn't speak anymore, and he would not take the initiative to strike up a conversation.
He leaned on the back of the back seat and went through the content of tonight's class in his mind.
Having attended several classes, Meng Lanting gradually became familiar with his group of military police students.
During a casual chat, he learned that Feng Kezhi would take them to the East China Military Competition at the end of this month, and there was only one week left. .
According to their tone, they are quite confident in training in other projects, except for mortars.
Although Feng Kezhi also invited gunners from He Fangze for guidance, but because before, the daily life of the military police regiment was closely related to this kind of training.
The mortars on the battlefield are far apart, and training has never included this content, so no one is very familiar with it.
Fortunately, mortars are not a required event, but are used as an alternative.
There was no sign of it in the previous two years of competition, and it should be the same this year, so the pressure won't be particularly great.
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener paid attention.
Meng Lanting went back at that time and checked the information.
The class he was going to teach tonight was to explain to them the calculation method and general rules of the mortar's firing milliradian angle and ballistic distance.
I hope it can It deepens their understanding and provides a little convenience for the final training.
When the headquarters arrived, Meng Lanting came to the auditorium as usual to teach the military police waiting there.
Everyone was attentive when they heard that what the beautiful female teacher was going to explain tonight was the mortar that had been being practiced more these days.
After the class, many people still gathered around her asking questions.
Meng Lanting smiled and said: "Use trigonometry to estimate the target distance, control the angle based on this calculated ballistic milliradian table, and then fine-tune it based on factors such as wind direction and wind speed on site.
Of course, your actual combat masters must have What I have taught you is just to deepen your understanding, and what I have done is only in writing.
To really operate it well, you still need to be familiar with the performance of the mortar and practice more. " "Miss Meng, I listen to you.
I'll memorize this chart tonight and practice it again tomorrow."
The military policeman named Zhang Dashan shouted.
"Zhang Dashan, the battalion commander asked you to memorize a regulation.
It's been half a month, but you can't memorize it.
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You want to memorize this form in one night.
You must be memorizing it in a dream." a companion scoffed.
"Damn it, what will you do if I memorize it?"
"If you really memorize it, I'll ride on it for you."
"Okay, it's settled, Miss Meng, please be a witness for me when you come back.
If he cheats then, he will be a turtle bastard."
The auditorium burst into laughter.
At this moment, everyone heard someone cough behind them.
They turned around and saw Feng Kezhi standing by the door with a stern look on his face.
He glanced over coldly.
They quickly silenced their voices and shouted to him in unison.
Saying "sir", they lined up and left the auditorium.
Meng Lanting packed up his things and came out, got into Feng Kezhi's car, and headed back to Zhou's house.
At half past nine, the car arrived at the entrance of the alley outside Professor Zhou's house and stopped.
"It's so late, you don't have to worry about anyone watching.
The alley is not short, I'll walk you to the door and leave."
Feng Kezhi's tone contained a tone that could not be refuted.
Meng Lanting remained silent and followed him in.
"Ms.
Meng, you may have heard that I will take my brothers from the Gendarmerie to participate in a military competition next week.
Starting tomorrow is the last week of closed training, and classes will be suspended for a few days.
Thank you for your hard work these days. , you can also take a rest.”
He said as the two walked in.
"Director Zhang just told me, I know."
"I'm here, please go back.
Thank you."
Meng Lanting stopped at the door of Zhou's house, went up the steps, and touched the keys in his bag.
"Ms.
Meng, there is a public exhibition event scheduled for the last day of the competition, and the scene is pretty good.
At that time, some ordinary people with invitation letters will also be allowed to enter and watch."
Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
Meng Lanting turned around, met the two gazes he cast, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "Then I wish Mr.
Feng a successful start and immediate success, and he will lead the brothers of the Military Police to achieve great results."
Feng Kezhi said nothing more.
Meng Lanting nodded to him, took out the key, opened the door and entered, gently closed the door in front of him, and locked it with a "click".
The lights in the living room came on.
Feng Kezhi stood in the shadow under the steps outside the door for a moment.
When he heard Mrs.
Zhou's voice faintly speaking from the door, he turned around, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lowered his head and lit it, bit it between his teeth, and inserted it with both hands.
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