The door of Xing'er's house was kicked open, and the oil lamp in the room was dim.
A middle-aged man with a beard was standing drunkenly, holding a belt in his hand.
There were fragments of a green pottery basin on the ground.
Xing'er and her sister were curled up.
Shivering in the corner, the aunt came from the kang in the back room pleading: "Give you money, don't beat the child."
The man stared drunkenly, tilted his head and looked at Chen Zikun at the door for a while, then shouted: "Who are you?
What's the matter with you?"
He waved the belt again, Xing'er yelled, threw herself on her brother, and used her own His body protects Guoer.
The belt was not swung down, and the hand was firmly grasped by Chen Zikun.
"Boy, what's the challenge?
Let me give you a taste of Uncle Chen's power."
The man was about to get angry when he felt his body lightened up.
Someone grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.
Then, with a voice in his ear, "Let's go."
The person flew out, and the ground in the yard was so frozen that his buttocks could break into two pieces.
Fortunately, the cotton-padded jacket and trousers worn in winter are thick, otherwise the buttocks could have knocked someone to death.
The man hissed, got up and cursed: "Who the hell are you?
If you break into a private house without permission, I'll sue you!"
you" Chen Zikun came out of the room, and the light of the oil lamp gave his figure an orange-red edge.
Myolie and his sister hid behind him, looking at their father resentfully.
"I can't change my name or my surname, Chen Zikun."
As he spoke, he took two steps forward.
Myolie's father was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped back.
His mouth was still tough: "Where did you come from?
You dare to kick in our door?
If you dare to hit me, the neighbors will take a look, the bandits have entered the city."
Chen Zikun shouted: "It's easy to beat you.
If anyone dares to bully my godmother, I will shave him alive."
The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Who do I think he is?
It turns out he is Xing'er's mother's godson, so I will be your godfather."
"You fucking deserve it."
Chen Zikun stepped forward and grabbed the front of the man's cotton-padded jacket, lifted him up with one hand and pulled him into the house, closing the door with a bang.
The neighbors who were silently watching the excitement at their door became excited and came over and squatted in the corner to eavesdrop.
Xing'er's father, Chen Baipi, was a famous drunkard.
After drinking two ounces of yellow soup, he would go crazy and beat his wife and children.
He smashed things, and a whole house was defeated by him.
At first, the neighbors tried to persuade him, but later he even scolded the neighbors, and no one dared to take care of him.
"Chen Zikun's temper is stronger than mine."
Zhao Dahai sighed, helped Bao Qing who was thrown to the ground, and went into the house to settle down, but Xiao Shunzi followed everyone to listen to the corner.
In the room, Chen Zikun brought Chen Baipi in and beat him to the ground like a dead dog.
Without saying a word, he first took out the bayonet and threw it on the table.
The sharp bayonet penetrated more than an inch deep, and the handle was still shaking, which scared Xing'er.
Daddy's liver trembled.
"Kneel down to my godmother and kowtow to apologize."
A thunderous roar came out, and the neighbors couldn't help but snicker.
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Someone has cured Baipi this time.
Chen Baipi frowned: "Kneel down, kneel down, I'm afraid you won't succeed."
As she spoke, her legs went weak and she knelt on the ground.
She kowtowed to Xing'er's mother and said in a low voice, "Mother Xing'er, I know I was wrong.
I won't dare to do it next time."
Xing'er's mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and sighed: "Forget it, get up."
Chen Zikun asked Myolie: "Why does he hit people and cause trouble?"
Xing'er said: "It wasn't because he was drinking that he was causing trouble.
The New Year was coming soon, and when the tavern collected the bill, he went home and asked for money.
He forced his mother to pay him the money for medicine.
Guo'er said a few words and was beaten.
A mouthful."
Looking at Guoer, there were indeed five finger marks on her face, and there were tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.
"How much money do you owe for wine?"
Chen Zikun asked.
"Not much, fifty cents."
Chen Baipi became a little embarrassed.
He usually drank the poorest quality sweet potato roast, and fifty cents would last him two months.
Chen Zikun took out two silver coins and threw them on the table.
Chen Baipi's eyes immediately widened.
These are two dollars.
They can buy several jars of good wine.
"Myolie, take this money and pay off the debt to your father, and buy some more chickens for my godmother to make soup.
The surgery has damaged my vitality, so I need to make up for it."
Xing'er hesitated and didn't dare to take it.
Chen Baipi gulped and said, "I'll keep it for the child."
He stretched out his hand to get the money, but when he caught a glimpse of the gleaming knife, he retracted his hand.
"Xing'er, take it, your brother's filial piety."
Xing'er's mother said, this sentence was tantamount to admitting Chen Zikun's acknowledgment.
"It's shameful for a man not to make money to support his family, and yet he reaches out to ask for money from his family.
Next time I see him, I'll beat him to death."
Chen Zikun pulled out the bayonet nailed to the table and gave Chen Baipi a cold look.
Chen Baipi shuddered and watched this fierce boy go out.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Xing'er's mother: "How can you recognize your godson?
You even beat your godfather."
Guoer couldn't help but said, "Brother Chen doesn't recognize you."
Chen Baipi glared at his son and stretched out his hand to his daughter: "Bring me the money."
"No."
Xing'er hid her hands behind her back.
Just as Chen Baipi was about to grab it, he suddenly heard a dry cough at the door.
He quickly stopped and found a nook to hide.
Tonight, Chen Zikun moved back to Xiao Shunzi's house because it was so noisy last night that he couldn't sleep well at all.
After entering the house, Xiao Shunzi was sitting cross-legged on the kang.
On the kang table in front of him was his iron bucket.
He chuckled and said, "When did you accept Aunt Chen as your godmother?
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Why didn't I know?"
Chen Zikun said: "If you don't say that, how can I interfere in other people's housework?
Why is Xing'er's father so virtuous?"
Xiao Shunzi said: "Uncle Chen used to be very good, but then he was framed for stealing money at work and beaten half to death.
Then he ended up like this, drinking and playing around with money all day long and beating his wife and children."
Chen Zikun said: "If he dares to act wild again in the future, I will kill him and throw him into the Yongding River to feed the bastard."
Xiao Shunzi said: "You are so cruel, you killed my father-in-law before we got married."
Chen Zikun was stunned: "Who is my father-in-law?"
"Don't you see that Xing'er is interested in you?
Tsk tsk, you are so lucky.
Baoqing has been in love with Xing'er for a long time.
He wants to ask Xing'er to be his wife.
It seems there is no chance."
Xiao Shunzi kept talking while talking about the train. , while pouring all the cigarette butts in the iron bucket On the kang table, he took out a pack of cigarette paper from the end of the kang, opened the cigarette butts one by one, gathered the shredded tobacco into a pile, and rerolled it into cigarettes with the cigarette paper.
His hands were extremely dexterous, and the cigarettes rolled out were straight and round, almost like It is produced by machine.
Myolie fell in love with me.
Chen Zikun blinked.
Myolie is pretty good, with an oval face, big eyes, and long braids.
She is always neatly dressed, but compared to Miss Lin, she is still so far behind.
A little heat.
Well, this is probably the temperament that the old man in Ergui said.
Seeing that Chen Zikun was stupid, Xiao Shunzi smiled again and said: "Anyway, the wealth will not flow to outsiders, and Myolie will not suffer any loss if she follows you."
"No, I already have someone in my heart."
Chen Zikun said sternly.
He knew very well that even if he didn't have Miss Lin in his heart, he still couldn't steal Brother Baoqing's wife.
We, Xiao Bailong, are not willing to do poaching. .
"Oh, maybe we have an engagement at home."
Xiao Shunzi said, but he regretted it as soon as he said it.
He didn't pick up the pot.
Chen Zikun is an orphan.
Where did he come from the family?
Fortunately, Chen Zikun didn't care.
He picked up the cigarette on the table and said, "This is what you do when you pick up cigarette butts."
"Yes, my Dashun brand cigarettes.
They are cheap and plentiful, and they are more enjoyable than Laodao brand."
Xiao Shunzi said carelessly.
"How much money can you make with this?"
Chen Zikun burped and suddenly said curiously: "Xiao Shunzi, you drank a lot today, why are you not drunk?"
Xiao Shunzi said proudly: "Our Li family used to run a wine shop.
I have been drinking since I was a child.
I have a capacity of one and a half kilograms if I don't have two kilograms.
I won't mention it anymore.
Let's go to bed."
After that, he fell down to sleep.
Chen Zikun saw that he seemed unwilling to mention what happened to his family back then, so he couldn't ask further questions, so he lay down and fell asleep.
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In the early morning of the next day, it was just dawn, and a layer of mist shrouded the yard.
Chen Zikun got up quickly, thinking that it was too bad.
He had to rush to the Lin Mansion at 7:30 to start work.
The sky and the earth were dark when he slept, and he didn't know.
Isn't it late?
If it delays my wife's being late for school, it would be a big sin.
After getting dressed and getting off the kang, he came to the yard.
Zhao Dahai had already gotten up and was lying on the ground doing push-up exercises.
Chen Zikun shouted: "Brother Dahai, what time is it?"
Zhao Dahai said: "The pocket watch is in your pocket, you can see it yourself."
Chen Zikun went over and took out Zhao Dahai's silver pocket watch.
He was relieved when he saw the hour hand pointing at six o'clock.
The silver pocket watch was extremely exquisite.
The cover was engraved with a locomotive pattern and a few words: Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway.
In memory, gift from Zhan Tianyou.
"Brother Dahai, your watch is not bad."
Chen Zikun weighed his pocket watch, thinking it would be great if I had a watch that could tell the time.
Zhao Dahai got up from the ground, wiped his sweat with a white towel and said, "That's a genuine American product, a Hamilton railway pocket watch, given to me by Chief Engineer Zhan."
Chen Zikun returned the pocket watch to Zhao Dahai and asked, "Brother Dahai, what kind of exercise did you do just now?"
Zhao Dahai said: "That's push-ups, a foreign-style exercise method.
It's scientific and civilized like lifting stone locks and performing Guandao.
I'll teach you how to do it."
Chen Zikun said: "I have practiced this before, but it's different from you."
As he said that, he also lay on the ground and did push-ups.
He pushed his arms hard on the ground and quickly gave a high five to his head.
When it fell, it rested on the ground.
Zhao Dahai smiled and said: "Who taught you this?
This hand is very high, but if you think I only have one move, you are looking down on Brother Dahai."
After saying that, he also lay on the ground and used two fingers instead of his palms to support his body. got up.
The big rooster on the wall sang loudly.
Old man Zhao came out and saw them doing push-ups together.
He cursed: "It's so early in the morning, the sun and the earth are not getting up to chop wood and boil water to feed the children."
Zhao Dahai was scolded by his father and quickly got up to work.
Chen Zikun also washed his face with cold well water and went straight to the back alley of Shihuma Street without eating breakfast.
After arriving at Lin's house, they waited in the servant's room for a while before the young lady and the young master came out.
The young master was wearing a brand new plaid suit and a herringbone coat.
He was dressed like a grown-up.
Miss Lin was wearing the same suit.
When they first met, the sister and brother wore a blue cotton robe made of indane.
They got into a foreign car.
Chen Zikun first sent the young master to a kindergarten a street away, and then took Lin Wenjing to Peking University.
Finally finding a chance to be alone together, Chen Zikun pulled the rickshaw and ran along.
He was about to say the pick-up line he had been brewing for a long time.
Suddenly, a rickshaw emerged from the alley next to him.
Wang Yueqi sat in the car and shouted: "Lin Wenjing, what a coincidence."
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"What a coincidence, your sister."
Chen Zikun gritted his teeth, but had no choice but to drag him all the way to Peking University amidst Wang Yueqi's chatter.
He watched the two girls jumping into the red building.
Chen Zikun was about to pull the rickshaw back when suddenly someone next to him greeted him. : "Dude."
When he turned around, he saw that it was the driver of Xu University's family.
"The person who came in just now is your young lady," the man said in conversation.
"Yes."
Chen Zikun said, secretly thinking that she will be my wife in a short time.
"My name is Xu Er, what's your name?"
The coachman seemed to be interested in conversation.
"My name is Chen Zikun, and my courtesy name is Kunwu."
Chen Zikun finally had a chance to show off, and he showed off quite proudly.
Xu Er was stunned for a while, seeming a little deflated, and then asked unconvinced: "Then can you write your own name?"
"Can you?"
Chen Zikun asked.
Xu Er picked up a dead branch, drew two crooked characters for "Xu Er" on the ground, clapped his hands, and looked at Chen Zikun triumphantly.
Chen Zikun took the dead branches and first wrote his name on the ground, and then wrote "Peking University", "Library", "Dongan Market" and other words.
Xu Er was not convinced and said: "I can recite the Three-Character Sutra.
In the beginning, human nature is good.
Our natures are similar but our habits are far apart.
Can you do it?"
Chen Zikun said: "Not only can I know how to write, I can also write."
He wrote these words on the ground.
Xu Er's face turned red from suppressing his anger, and he said angrily: "Our master is the deputy director of the Ministry of War, where is your master's job?"
Chen Zikun said: "Competing with writing is better than writing.
Being better than your master is nothing.
No matter how awesome your master is, it's not you who are awesome."
Xu Er was about to retort when suddenly cheers came from behind: "This worker said it well."
The two of them looked back and saw an old man with yellow hair and sunken eyes standing there.
He was wearing a maroon silk mandarin jacket with large sleeves and a square mantle with a melon skin.
He was holding a dry cigarette bag in his hand and the school badge of Peking University on his chest.
He was looking very interested.
He looked at the two coachmen who were competing for knowledge.
"Boy, you went to a private school before."
The old man poked Chen Zikun with his pipe.
"No, I just wrote down what he recited."
Chen Zikun said.
"I'm missing a teaching aid, and it's you.
Come in with me."
The old man said.
Chen Zikun hesitated a little, and the old man took out a big ocean and threw it over: "It's not for nothing, I'll give you money."
"Okay."
Chen Zikun grabbed Dayang and followed the old man into the red building.
Xu Er swallowed and stared at their backs with envy.
There was a small yellow braid hanging from the back of the old man's head, which was particularly eye-catching on the Peking University campus
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