Chen Zikun listened for a long time and heard that this uncle was Mr.
Lin's cousin.
Now serving on the Foreign Affairs Committee of the Presidential Palace, he seemed to have a much higher official position than Mr.
Lin.
Because his wife was extremely enthusiastic and asked Lin's mother to do it.
Round and round, they were served tea and coffee.
After a while, Lin Wenjing came out hand in hand with another equally slender girl.
The girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, with two braids tied with rose-colored ribbons, slender eyebrows, and extremely bright eyes.
"Where does my sister go to school?"
the girl asked.
"I'm a trial student at Peking University, and my official enrollment will be in the summer.
How about you?"
"I study in Peihua Girls' High School."
"What I know is that it is a middle school run by the church, and the teachers are all foreigners.
Which university are you planning to take the exam for in the future?"
"I don't know yet.
Maybe I will go to Europe to study."
The two girls stood under a laurel tree and chatted slightly, completely unaware that the valet sweeping the floor next to them was eavesdropping on their conversation.
The uncle sat for a while and then left.
The husband and his family walked to the door.
When they came back, the wife started chattering in Shanghainese.
First she scolded the husband, then her daughter and Mother Lin.
The whole family remained silent, surrendering to the wife's affection.
Under authority.
While everyone was receiving instructions from his wife, Chen Zikun walked around the outside of the two wing rooms.
The east and west wing rooms were all made of glass, with small pieces of glass embedded in the window lattice.
The situation inside the room could be seen clearly.
The furniture was bulky and bulky, and it was obviously where Mother Lin lived.
The windows in the west wing were bright and clean, and there were many books on a mahogany desk.
There was also a piece of paper spread out on the table, with the remains of a fountain pen wrapped in the paper.
Didn't the half-immortal say that going to the overpass could solve this little trouble?
Chen Zikun had an idea.
He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him.
He pulled out his bayonet and opened the window.
He reached out to grab the remains of the fountain pen, then closed the window and pretended that nothing was wrong.
Sneaked out.
Seeing Chen Zikun walking away like this, the concierge Zhang couldn't believe his eyes.
The rickshaw pullers all took good care of the old man and his wife.
When they were free, they would help sweep the floor and water the flowers at home.
When they had nothing to do, they would just stay with the concierge. , He is always at the disposal of the master and his wife.
Now that the New Year is approaching, it is the peak period for car use.
No one is sure to use the car at any time.
This Xiao Chen is really a bachelor.
He drags the young lady to and from school once a day, and then leaves without even saying hello.
No fight.
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"The world is getting worse."
Uncle Zhang shook his head and sighed.
Lin Wenjing's mother scolded her and returned to her room with her head lowered.
She took out a necklace from her neck.
There was a small and exquisite chicken heart box hanging on one end of the necklace.
When she opened it, there was a small black and white photo of the woman in the photo.
She is graceful and beautiful, and her facial features are quite similar to Lin Wenjing's.
"Mom, I miss you."
Lin Wenjing choked up and reached for the remains of the fountain pen on the table, only to find that it was gone.
She quickly went out and asked Lin's mother: "Mother Lin, have you seen the things on my table?"
Mother Lin shook her head: "I didn't see it."
"Has anyone entered my house?"
"No, it seems that the young master went in."
Lin Wenjing went to find her younger brother again: "Brother, have you taken sister's things?"
"No."
The little boy shook his head like a rattle.
"Hey, what's missing?
You're so suspicious.
Your brother doesn't have three hands, so how could he take other people's things randomly?"
The wife's light words came from outside.
Lin Wenjing's eyes dimmed and she stopped talking.
Chen Zikun strolled all the way to the overpass.
It got dark early in the winter, and all the stalls of performers had closed down, leaving only fruit peels and confetti on the ground.
Could it be that the half-immortal deceived me?
Chen Zikun looked around and suddenly saw a sign being carried away, with a few words written on it: "All-purpose glue, all-purpose glue."
It suddenly dawned on him, the half-immortal really knows things like a god. , wouldn’t the pen barrel be glued together with all-purpose glue?
He quickly chased after him and yelled: "Selling all-purpose glue, wait a minute."
Sure enough, the man stopped.
Chen Zikun caught up and took a look, but was greatly embarrassed.
It turned out that the person selling all-purpose glue was the busking girl who had disrupted his business.
But the eldest girl seemed to not know him and asked: "Master, do you want to buy all-purpose glue?"
"Yes, can the pen barrel be sticky?"
Since the other party didn't mention it, Chen Zikun was happy to pretend to be confused.
"Of course it can stick.
Otherwise, why would it be called universal glue?
It can stick to gold, silver, copper, iron, bamboo, wood, and cloth, let alone pen barrels."
The eldest girl rolled her eyes and said with disdain.
"Okay, give me some."
"Sorry, it's sold out.
If you want it, come home with me and pick it up."
"Okay."
The two were walking one behind the other, and Chen Zikun started chatting with him: "Where do you live?
Is it nearby?"
"We're here."
The eldest girl said lukewarmly.
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There is a smelly ditch in front of it, and there are several large courtyards scattered beside it, where the poor and down-and-out people live.
The eldest girl stopped, pointed to the stone bench on the roadside and said: "My house is in front, please wait here."
I'll be back soon."
While saying that, he also helped Chen Zikun wipe the stone bench.
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Chen Zikun sat down.
A smile appeared on the eldest girl's face, "Waiting."
She flicked her braid and left.
Just after walking more than ten steps, three gangsters came out from the corner and blocked the eldest girl's way.
"The surname is Xia, it's time to pay back the money you owe."
The leader, a one-eyed dragon, said in a tone of voice, lifting up his short coat with one hand to reveal the copper-headed plate inside.
"Didn't we agree to pay it back in one month?"
the eldest girl said calmly.
"Our fourth master said that we must collect all the accounts before the new year.
I'm sorry, but the total is one hundred and fifty yuan.
Bring it."
The eldest girl suddenly changed her color: "How come the thirty yuan I borrowed from you turned into one hundred and fifty yuan in less than a month?
Even the King of Hell didn't calculate it like this."
The One-Eyed Dragon said: "Then I don't care.
Today you can either come out with one hundred and fifty yuan or hum."
"Either way" "Or you can pay for it with someone else."
As he said that, the one-eyed dragon glanced at the tall girl's breasts, and his mouth seemed to be dripping with greed.
The other two gangsters also crossed their arms and sneered, their greedy eyes rolling over the eldest girl's slender body.
"How dare you rob a civilian girl in broad daylight?"
The eldest girl glanced at him with obvious contempt in her tone.
The one-eyed dragon was angry: "Oh, that's not the challenge, brothers, please do it for me."
The three of them swarmed up and pushed the eldest girl into the alley next to her.
Chen Zikun had noticed their conversation a long time ago, but he remained calm and waited for this moment.
Seeing the eldest girl being kidnapped by them, he was about to rush up, but his buttocks were firmly stuck to the stone bench. .
"I got up" jumped up hard, but still sat firmly on the stone bench.
"I rise again" remains the same.
The stone stool is not very heavy, weighing up to 100 kilograms.
Chen Zikun can easily pick it up, but he doesn't have the ability to lift the 100 kilogram thing with his butt.
A girl's scream came from the alley.
Chen Zikun didn't care anymore.
He pulled out his bayonet and made a big gash in the buttocks of his cotton trousers.
Only then was he able to escape.
When he looked back, he saw a piece of cloth tied tightly.
Sticking to the stone bench, a few cotton wool fluttered in the wind.
Chen Zikun rushed into the alley with a bayonet in hand, only to find three guys lying on the ground with bruises and swollen faces.
The leader had bleeding from the corner of his mouth and a big pimple on his head.
The eldest girl clapped her hands and scolded: "Those who make loan sharks must also be careful.
The rules are, you can get as much interest as you deserve, and no one will give you a dime.
If you want to take advantage of this girl, there is no way."
"Little girl, it's your fault that our Fourth Master has fallen in love with you.
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Don't be so fucking shameless," the ruffian said firmly, covering the pimple on his head.
"Looking for a fight."
The big girl kicked him over.
The green satin ground tiger boots hit his cheek.
The feeling was not pleasant.
Two teeth shot out like arrows of dirty blood, almost splashing all over Chen Zikun.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much."
The one-eyed dragon spoke in a leaky manner.
"Go away!"
The eldest girl lifted up Xiaoman's boots again.
The one-eyed dragon limped away quickly with the help of his two companions.
The eldest girl spat at their backs, then turned to look at Chen Zikun and suddenly burst out laughing.
Chen Zikun was puzzled by her laughing Zhang Er Kingang, and suddenly realized something.
When he touched his butt, it was cold.
There was a big hole in the cotton pants, and the cotton wadding inside fell off, leaving only a single layer of cloth.
"You, you, you," Chen Zikun said incoherently and heartbroken.
This girl actually applied glue on the stone bench while he was not paying attention.
His whole life of fame was ruined in the hands of this girl.
"Me, me, me, what's wrong with me?
You deserve to be ruined by my father."
The eldest girl flicked her braid, turned around and left.
"Don't leave."
Chen Zikun stepped forward.
The older girl turned around and kicked her so hard that Chen Zikun, who was so tall, almost got kicked in the head by her.
However, Chen Zikun was still more skilled.
He quickly grasped the eldest girl's boots with his quick eyes and hands.
The eldest girl had one leg independent of the golden chicken and put the other leg on Chen Zikun's shoulder.
She wanted to pull it out but couldn't pull it back.
She glared at him: "Let go."
"Let go, why don't you kick me again?"
Chen Zikun squeezed the little boot tightly.
He could feel the eldest girl's tender and round ankles through the soft suede.
He glanced over and saw that these two legs were really long.
Her waist is so thin, and her face is so tender that you can squeeze water out of it.
Chen Zikun quietly swallowed his saliva and said, "I ruined your father's situation, and you tricked me, so we are even.
If you kick me again, I won't be polite."
After saying that, he let go.
The eldest girl rolled her eyes at him, snorted and turned away.
"You haven't given me all-purpose glue yet."
Chen Zikun shouted.
The eldest girl turned around and threw a wax ball over: "Be careful with it, don't get your fingers stuck."
Chen Zikun took the wax pill, covered his butt with his hands, and hurried back to the courtyard.
Xiao Shunzi was showing off his new uniform in the courtyard, a white jacket, black suit pants, all issued by the Liuguo Hotel.
"I will go to work tomorrow and help guests pack their coats and hats in the cloakroom.
It is definitely a fat job.
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Think about it, how many guests come in and out of the Six Nations Hotel every day.
Everyone has to pass by me.
Even if I give you a dime, I will go to work tomorrow."
Well, it won’t be a big deal at the end of the day,” Xiao Shunzi introduced proudly.
Bao Qing's eyes burned with envy: "Xiao Shunzi, you are now prosperous.
If there is any benefit in the future, don't forget me."
Xiao Shunzi said: "That's natural, but you can't call me by my nickname anymore.
Now I am also a waiter at the Tangtang Liuguo Hotel.
I come in and out of Dongjiaomin Lane all day long, and the people I deal with are all decent people.
You Either call me by my big name Li Yaoting, or call me by my foreign name Tom.”
While bragging, he suddenly saw Chen Zikun.
Xiao Shunzi's eyes lit up: "Big Chen, you're back.
Thanks to you today.
By the way, who are you, Professor Gu?
Do you provide monthly payment for their family?"
Chen Zikun didn't say anything, he nodded slightly and said with a smile: "That's awesome, they all have foreign names."
Xiao Shunzi blushed: "Baoqing and I are teasing Menzi."
Yan Hong shouted in the room: "Xiao Shun'er, the iron is stained, please bring the clothes in."
Xiao Shunzi responded and entered the room with the clothes.
Chen Zikun also came in.
Yanhong looked happy, took the clothes and spread them on the Kang table, put a layer of fine cloth on them, picked up an iron and pressed them along the seam of the trousers.
The iron was filled with red coals and ironed all the way until the straight trouser line came out.
"Do a good job, I will count on you in the future."
Yan Hong was particularly happy today, and she didn't put so much powder on her face.
She showed her true appearance, and she seemed to be no longer young.
Xiao Shunzi said: "You have supported me for more than ten years, and it is my turn to support you.
When I make money, we will buy a courtyard house, eat white noodles every day, and listen to big plays."
"That's good."
Yan Hong smiled and ironed her clothes, but tears fell down.
"Thanks to Mr.
Chen for your help, otherwise I would never be able to enter the Liuguo Hotel in my eight lifetimes."
Xiao Shunzi looked at Chen Zikun and said in surprise: "Why are your cotton pants so rotten?"
"It's okay, it's okay, the cloth is ruined."
Chen Zikun covered it up.
Yanhong put down the iron and said, "Take it off quickly and patch it up."
Chen Zikun hesitated, but was still forced by Yan Hong to take off his cotton pants and mend them.
He covered his legs with a quilt, turned on the kerosene lamp, took out the wax pills and fountain pen, and concentrated on assembling and pasting them.
Early the next morning, Lin Wenjing woke up from her sleep with tears on her face.
Suddenly she saw a red fountain pen on the table.
She quickly opened the quilt and walked over in her pajamas.
She picked it up and saw that it was yesterday's pen.
The one that had been trampled to pieces was now intact.
Lin Wenjing burst into tears and pressed the fountain pen tightly to her chest: "Mom, you have come to see me
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