The news of Chen Yongren's death was like a basin of cold water pouring on Chen Zikun from head to sole.
There was a huge sea of people, and it was hard to find his life experience.
There was no place to go, so he had to go back to the courtyard.
Inspector Xue saw that he was returning with his bed roll.
He was about to ask a question, but seeing the frustration on Chen Zikun's face, he swallowed his words again and waited for a while to call Xiao Shunzi alone.
After he came out and understood the ins and outs, he muttered: "We have to think of a way."
Returning to his house, he called his wife and son over to discuss: "The relative that Mr.
Chen went to seek refuge with died, and he is all alone.
He spent all his money on treating Xing'er's mother.
He is kind, and we must be kind."
"Yi, I'm thinking of letting him do the monthly job arranged for Baoqing first, and then we can eat grain together."
My wife is a kind person and replied: "Head of the house, you can do whatever you want."
Baoqing had been looking forward to this monthly job for half a year, but when his father said this, he said without hesitation: "Okay, I'll teach him the rules of pulling a cart, so that he won't show any timidity when the time comes."
Inspector Xue was very pleased and patted his son on the shoulder: "I'll help you find a good job later."
He got up and went to Xiao Shunzi's house, knocked on the door and went in.
Chen Zikun was sitting on the kang in a daze.
When he saw Inspector Xue coming in, he quickly got up to greet him.
"You sit down, don't be polite.
I'm here for something like this.
I happen to have a monthly job.
If you don't mind it, I'll take you to see a job.
If you don't think it's possible, we'll find another job. ” Chen Zikun suddenly changed his color, wondering if my dignified little white dragon with two guns and quick legs would be reduced to a rickshaw puller.
Just when he was about to refuse, he heard Inspector Xue say again: "That's a wealthy family.
The gate of the house in the back alley of Shihuma Street."
"I heard that the owner is from the south and is an official in the Ministry of Education."
"Okay, let me try."
Chen Zikun blurted out, and the slender blue figure appeared in his mind again.
"This is fate."
He thought happily in his heart, but said: "Thank you, Inspector Xue."
"Child, why are you so polite?
From now on, the courtyard will be your home.
Neighbors should look after each other, that's what they should do."
Inspector Xue looked Chen Zikun up and down, and then said, "You need to change your outfit."
Chen Zikun looked at himself.
He wore a dog-skin hat, an old sheepskin jacket, tall felt boots, and was dressed like a regular visitor from outside the country.
It seemed a bit incompatible with the environment in Beijing.
The weather in Beijing was not as bitter and cold as outside the country, so the clothes he wore seemed a bit over the top. .
Neighbors extended a helping hand.
The loud-voiced old man Zhao gave Chen Zikun a set of his son's blue cotton-padded jackets to wear.
Inspector Xue gave him a pair of sturdy leather-toed cloth shoes.
Xiao Shunzi also sponsored a felt hat.
Myolie I filled a basin of hot water, got some soap and a towel, and asked Chen Zikun to wash his face.
He hadn't washed his face in a while, so he just washed out a plate of yellow soup.
"This beard needs to be trimmed."
Inspector Xue led Chen Zikun to a hair-shaving shop at the entrance of the alley.
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He spent three coppers to shave his beard.
He looked more energetic and younger.
After dressing up, Inspector Xue took out a business card and gave it to Chen Zikun: "Take this and go to Linzhai Alley, Linzhai, Hutong, Shihuangma Street, inside Xuanwumen.
Let's say it's the coachman introduced by Mr.
Zhou."
After thinking for a while, he took another map.
He said to him, "You can read and take this map.
The roads in Beijing run east-west, north-south, so it's easy to identify."
"Thank you."
Chen Zikun bowed to Inspector Xue.
This old man was warm and attentive.
He was really a good person.
Wandering all the way, I came to the Houzhai Alley on Shihuangma Street.
I asked some neighbors and found the door of the newly moved Linzhai.
The Ruyi door was newly painted with black paint, and the two brass door knockers were shiny.
I knocked on it.
The servant came to open the door and looked him up and down, "The new coachman."
"Yes, I was introduced by Mr.
Zhou."
"Come with me."
After entering the gate, the servant asked him to wait at the door of the reverse room, and he went in to report.
After a while, he saw Mr.
Lin coming out accompanied by a middle-aged man wearing a long gown, glasses and a beard.
Mr.
Lin obviously did not recognize Chen Zikun.
It was the person who delivered the wallet at the train station.
After asking him a few simple questions, he said: "Okay, you can do it at my house.
Send Mr.
Li to Peking University first.
Oh, I have nothing to do today anyway.
You Pick up Mr.
Li after get off work."
Chen Zikun was very unhappy.
The lady didn't see him, so she messed with the old man first.
It was really unlucky.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs.
I endured it.
Chen Zikun pulled the foreign car out of the warehouse, pretended to be skillful, took out a towel, dusted it, and asked Mr.
Li to get in the car.
Mr.
Li and Mr.
Lin said goodbye and took Chen Zikun's rickshaw toward Peking University.
On the way, they kept asking questions like where they were from, how old they were, how much money they made a month, whether they had enough food, and other nonsense.
There are a lot of them.
If it weren't for the fact that he was very kind, Chen Zikun would not want to talk to him.
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Peking University is located in the northeast corner of the Forbidden City.
The place is easy to find.
It is a four-story red brick building.
Mr.
Li works here.
"Xiao Chen, just park the car at the door.
You can't lose it.
Come in and warm yourself up."
Mr.
Li said.
Chen Zikun followed Mr.
Li into the building.
Some college students came over and respectfully called Mr.
Li "Director Li."
Mr.
Li's office is in the southeast corner.
Some students were gathering here to discuss something.
When they saw Mr.
Li coming in, someone stood up and shouted: "Mr.
Li Dazhao is here, please be quiet."
They were sitting in the room intensely discussing philosophy, ideas and the like.
Chen Zikun squatted at the door and felt like flies were flying in his head.
He stood up and wandered around.
The students in the building were all wearing navy blue student uniforms with shiny copper buttons.
The students wore neat hats, and the teachers were either in suits or long shirts or jackets.
Chen Zikun was the only one who was wearing a coarse shorts that looked out of place.
Everyone else looked at him sideways when they saw him, but he didn't take it seriously.
Chen Zikun walked to the door of a classroom, and through the crack in the door he saw a gentle gentleman standing on the podium.
He had meticulous hair, elegant gold-rimmed glasses, and a straight serge double-breasted suit.
He looked down and said: "It's not me.
I won’t allow you, because Peking University has its own system, so please get out.”
Looking at the audience again, there was a tall young man sitting in the front row.
He had a full sky and a round pavilion.
He had his hair slicked back and a mole on his chin.
He was wearing a half-worn blue cotton robe.
Compared with the students around him, He looked a little shabby and looked ashamed.
He was about to get up when he heard a cold questioning voice coming from the door: "This is how virtuous Peking University is."
All eyes turned to the door, only to see a coolie in an old cotton-padded jacket standing there, looking angrily.
"This coworker, why do you have such a prejudice against Peking University?"
The man in the double-breasted suit asked politely without being angry.
Chen Zikun was not afraid at all, and said loudly: "The greatness of a university does not lie in its reputation or the size of its campus, but in the size of its people's minds.
Private schools in the countryside allow children who cannot afford to study to attend classes, but the majestic Peking University cannot accommodate one Are you an auditor?"
The classroom suddenly exploded with students whispering to each other.
The man in the double-breasted suit on the podium smiled warmly: "You are right, a university must have a university mind.
Student Mao, you can sit down and listen.
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My fellow worker, if you are interested, you might as well take a class together.”
Chen Zikun looked at the five chalk words "History of Chinese Literature" on the blackboard.
He felt bored and was about to refuse when he suddenly saw a blue, slender figure sitting in the corner of the classroom.
His eyes suddenly lit up and he entered the classroom proudly.
Student Mao was the first to applaud, and then the whole classroom applauded.
Finally, even Mr.
Double-breasted also smiled and applauded.
The warm applause was for this worker who dared to walk into the university classroom, and even more so.
I applaud Peking University for its tolerance, broadmindedness and courage.
Chen Zikun was very proud and found a seat next to Classmate Mao to sit down.
"Nice to meet you, Hunan First Division Mao Runzhi."
Classmate Mao extended his hand to him.
Chen Zikun was a little hesitant.
When the other party reported the name, should he also report the name of Double Gun Kuaiji Xiaobailong?
Then he thought, this is Peking University, a place where gentleness is located, so it is better to keep a low profile.
"I have admired you for a long time, Chen Zikun, the prodigal son of the border town."
Chen Zikun casually made up a more popular font name, stretched out his hand to shake hands with Classmate Mao, and asked: "Who is this teacher?
Are his classes good?"
Classmate Mao said: "This is Professor Hu Shizhi, an advocate of vernacular life."
Chen Zikun nodded and said, "Oh, I don't know him."
The classmate next to him put his finger on his lips: "Shh, keep your voice down."
The two quickly stopped talking and listened carefully.
Professor Hu quoted classics on the stage, and the students listened with great interest.
Only Chen Zikun's mind was not on the lecture.
He sat pretending and kept looking at Miss Lin's body with his eyes.
Miss Lin was wearing a jade-white cotton robe today.
It was warm in the classroom and she did not wear a white scarf.
She was holding a pen in one hand and holding her chin in the other.
She was staring at the handsome Professor Hu on the stage without noticing a pair of ruthless eyes.
Look at yourself.
Not long after, the bell rang.
Classmate Mao stood up and said to Chen Zikun, "I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave."
"Oh, farewell."
Chen Zikun cupped his hands absentmindedly, but his eyes were fixed on Miss Lin.
The slender figure jumped out with the two female classmates.
If the opportunity is not lost, he will not come back again.
He followed and chatted with her for a few words.
Today's action will be considered a success.
Chen Zikun thought to himself.
He followed Miss Lin all the way out of the classroom and walked through the long corridor, but saw the three female students entering.
There is a door with two words "women's toilet" written on the wooden sign on the door.
Chen Zikun's face turned red and he turned around hastily, but he bumped into someone.
When he looked closely, he saw that it was a school janitor.
"Big man, Director Li is looking for you in the library on the first floor.
Come over quickly."
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"Okay."
Chen Zikun looked back at the women's room reluctantly, then went downstairs to the library, where he found a friend he had just met, classmate Mao, sorting newspapers quickly.
"Classmate Mao, you are here too."
Chen Zikun greeted, looking around for Director Li.
"Actually, I am an assistant in the library.
I go to classes when I have the opportunity."
Student Mao's Hunan accent was quite strong, but to Chen Zikun's ears, there was no obstacle.
"I also want to ask you, what is the name of the Hunan First Division?
Is it the First Division of the Hunan Army?"
Chen Zikun asked.
Classmate Mao did not laugh at Chen Zikun's ignorance.
He replied seriously: "Hunan Public No. 1 Normal School, referred to as Hunan No. 1 Normal School, is where I graduated."
After a pause, he said with emotion: "No. 1 Normal School is a good school."
Although Chen Zikun didn't quite understand, he still nodded seriously: "Oh, that's it."
Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from a distance: "Cai Yuanpei once said that this is the general principle of freedom of thought, and the reason why a university is so great is that a rickshaw puller actually had the same opinion as He Qing.
No wonder Hu Shi was speechless. " It turned out that Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu came over together.
Li Dazhao smiled and asked: "Xiao Chen, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable.
It would be a pity not to go to school.
By the way, I only know that your surname is Chen.
Do you have a name?"
Chen Zikun said: "Yes, my name is Chen Zikun."
Li Dazhao was immediately interested.
This did not sound like the name of a coolie.
He beckoned Chen Zikun to a table, took out a brush and rice paper and said, "Can you write your own name?"
"Yes."
Chen Zikun held the brush and wrote his name on the rice paper like ghostly drawings.
However, Li Dazhao secretly shook his head.
It was clear from the way he held the brush that he had no education at all.
Although the three characters "Chen Zikun" lay on the rice paper like three dung beetles, Chen Duxiu still praised: "Yes, Kun is also a sword.
Why don't I give you a word?
My surname is Chen, my name is Zikun, my courtesy name is Kunwu, and my brother is Shou Chang. , what do you think?”
Li Dazhao smiled and said: "Brother Zhongfu is not wrong in getting the word Kunwu.
It means both a precious stone and a sword.
It is indeed a good word.
Xiao Chen, thank you Professor Chen."
Chen Zikun was shocked and said, this professor is indeed very capable.
He was able to guess the words engraved on the jade pendant around my neck.
It is really amazing.
He bowed and thanked: "Thank you, Professor Chen, for the words."
Li Dazhao and Chen Duxiu looked at each other and smiled, both feeling that they had done something meaningful.
"By the way, Xiao Chen, I'm not going home right now, so you should send Miss Lin back first."
Li Dazhao said.
Chen Zikun couldn't help but trembled
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