Early in the morning, Chen Zikun came to Lin's house wearing patched cotton trousers.
He saw a black car parked at the door, and a uniformed driver was diligently wiping the car.
He couldn't help but wonder who was leaving this early in the morning.
Visiting relatives and friends.
Entering the concierge, he asked Uncle Zhang: "We have another guest in the house."
Uncle Zhang said: "My wife ordered a taxi from the car dealership.
From now on, when my husband goes to the Yamen, my wife will take the car when going out on the street."
After that, he gave Chen Zikun an interesting look.
Yesterday, after Uncle Lin, a wealthy relative, came over, the wife became very aggressive, complaining that the husband had a low salary and no ability.
In order to appease the wife's anger, the husband had to spend money to rent an expensive taxi, so that the wife could live like a foreigner. addiction.
The use of cars in the house meant that there was no longer a need for a monthly rickshaw puller.
Uncle Zhang was gloating about the misfortune, but Chen Zikun had no idea that he was about to be laid off.
He sat carelessly in the concierge, waiting for the young lady.
After a while, the husband and wife came out with the young master.
The wife was wearing a fur coat and carrying a small bag.
Mother Lin was holding the young master in new clothes from behind.
The driver hurriedly opened the car door to wait on him.
The family got into the car and sat down.
The wife ordered: "Send Mr. to the Yamen first, and then go to Dong'an Market."
The car drove away quickly, and Lin Wenjing came out with her schoolbag.
The dullness of yesterday had been wiped away.
She got into Chen Zikun's car like a little swallow and headed towards the school.
Finally having a chance to be alone together again, Chen Zikun coughed dryly and began to strike up a conversation that he had planned for a long time: "Miss, where are you from?"
"I am from Fujian, do you know Fujian?"
“I’ve never been there, how is it there?”
"My hometown is very beautiful.
When I was a child, my grandmother often took me to see the sea.
The ebb and flow of the tide under the sunset was so beautiful that it was intoxicating."
"Fujian is so good, why did you come to Beijing?"
"Because" the girl's thoughts seemed to fly far away.
She squinted her eyes and looked at the flock of pigeons flying in the sky, her voice lowered, "because my father is going to be an official and my mother is no longer here."
Chen Zikun felt a pain in his heart.
I asked how such a mean and mean wife could give birth to such a beautiful and kind daughter.
It turned out to be her stepmother.
Just when she was thinking about how to comfort her daughter-in-law, Lin Wenjing's mood seemed to have turned cloudy again, and she took the initiative to ask: "Uncle, where are you from?"
"I don't know where I come from.
I don't even know where my parents are.
I feed myself and the whole family is not hungry."
Chen Zikun ran briskly and said these words briskly, but the girl's sympathy The heart is greatly overflowing.
"By the way, miss, this is my homework, please check it."
Chen Zikun held the handlebar with one hand, took out a piece of paper from his arms with the other hand and handed it over.
Lin Wenjing took it and took a look, copying the paper He wrote the words I taught him yesterday a full twenty times.
The words were neat and powerful, and it was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into them.
"Well, it's well written.
You must have attended a private school."
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Lin Wenjing praised.
Chen Zikun was so happy to receive the compliment from his sweetheart that he pulled the cart much faster.
Suddenly he thought of what Hu Banxian said yesterday about his life experience that could be found in the woods in the northwest, so he asked for leave from Lin Wenjing and said: "Miss, today I want to ask I'm going to take a break to do some personal business."
Lin Wenjing said: "It doesn't matter, just go ahead.
Today is the day before the winter vacation.
There isn't much to do.
I will go home with Wang Yueqi."
"Miss, you are so kind."
Chen Zikun thanked him sincerely.
After sending the young lady to school, Chen Zikun put the car away and headed northwest with the map in his arms.
He left Xizhimen and walked northwest.
The road from the city to the Summer Palace was flat and straight, paved with neat stones. thick on both sides Strong willow trees, very few people went to Xiangshan this year, and the road was empty.
Chen Zikun simply spread his legs and ran, with mist rising above his head as he ran.
When he saw the Buddhist Incense Pavilion on Wanshou Mountain from a distance, he knew he had arrived at the Summer Palace. .
Xiangshan Biyun Temple has to go further west.
The wealthy people in Beijing always like to go to Biyun Temple and Reclining Buddha Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha during festivals, so the road is quite smooth.
Even if there are places you don’t know, you can find a place in your hometown.
When people ask questions, they can get enthusiastic and accurate answers.
After a long journey, Chen Zikun finally arrived at Biyun Temple and told Zhike Monk about the situation.
He had already made preparations.
If the monk did not let him see Chen Yongren's body, he would take out Gu Hongming's film and fool him again.
Needless to say, this old man's reputation is really useful in Beijing.
But the kind-hearted monks did not reject his request.
They took him to a meditation room without even asking.
An elderly monk took out a cloth bag and said, "This is what the donor Chen Yongren entrusted to us." your."
Chen Zikun said in surprise: "He knew I would come."
The monk stroked his beard and nodded profoundly: "Donor Chen left his last words before his death, saying that a young man would come to find him, and he must be you, the little benefactor."
Chen Zikun opened the cloth bag with trembling hands, but was disappointed.
There was only a round white porcelain badge with two seal characters on the front: "Guangfu".
"Lord Buddha, what is this?"
Chen Zikun was dumbfounded, picked up the badge and asked the monk.
The monk shook his head: "Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't know."
"Then did Mr.
Chen Yongren leave anything else, such as a letter, a few hundred dollars or something?"
The monk smiled and said: "Donor Chen's body is parked in our temple, and the fees have not yet been paid."
Chen Zikun stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.
After returning from Biyun Temple with the badge in hand, Chen Zikun walked a little slowly.
He thought as he walked that although the clues were broken again, he had gained something at least.
Just go back and ask Hu Banxian at the entrance of Fayuan Temple.
Xiangshan is forty miles northwest of Beijing.
The wealthy families would stay in the temple on the same day and then return the next day.
Chen Zikun missed Lin Wenjing and rushed back in a hurry.
He didn't have a single fortune on him.
He walked to the city.
At that time, I was so hungry that my chest pressed against my back.
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I dragged my tired steps to the gate of Peking University.
When I saw Xu Er pulling a car out of it, he smiled strangely at me.
This kid must have done nothing good.
Chen Zikun ran to the place where he kept the foreign car and couldn't help but became furious.
The tire was punctured and the carbide lamp on the car was stolen.
It was definitely Xu Er who did it.
Chen Zikun immediately He rushed out, chased for a mile and finally caught up with Xu Er, stepped forward and slapped him on the head.
Xu Er was beaten so hard that he staggered, his hand left the handlebar, and the foreign car fell down, knocking Young Master Xu out of the car.
Chen Zikun punched Xu Er violently, and Xu Er was beaten all over the floor.
He cried for his father and mother, and Xu Tingge said angrily: "How can you beat someone?"
"Hit people, I want to kill people."
Chen Zikun stepped on Xu Er, took out the carbide lamp from his foreign car from his arms, kicked him hard, and then walked away.
Xu Tingge shook his hands angrily: "Is there any way to commit murder and beating in broad daylight?"
Chen Zikun ignored him and went back to school and went upstairs to look around.
It was already dark and the red building was empty.
There was no trace of Lin Wenjing anywhere.
When he was about to go downstairs, he met a short old man who came over and asked kindly.
Said: "Workmate, school is on holiday, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, I'm looking for our young lady."
Chen Zikun turned around and left.
The old man caught a glimpse of the liberation badge pinned to his lapel and couldn't help being shocked: "Please stay."
Chen Zikun stopped: "Is something wrong?"
"Where did you get this?"
the old man asked, pointing to the badge.
"It was left to me by someone else.
Why, the old gentleman knows this stuff?"
The old man smiled: "It's more than just acquaintance.
Recover the Han people, return my country, pledge my life to the country, and retire with merit.
The word "recover" on this badge is from Zhang Binglin's handwriting."
Chen Zikun said: "It sounds so powerful, what the hell is that?"
The old man said: "Young man, this is the badge of the Restoration Society.
What is the name of the person who left it to you?"
"Chen Yongren, you know him?"
Chen Zikun's heart beat loudly.
Peking University is Peking University, and there are many talents.
Anyone you look for can recognize the origin of the badge.
It seems that the mystery of his life experience will soon be revealed.
But the old man shook his head: "I've never heard of this name, so what's your name?"
"My name is Chen Zikun."
"Chen Zikun is the new student accepted by Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei."
The old man adjusted his glasses and looked at him again.
Chen Zikun was shocked by him and asked: "What do you always call me?"
"Oh, I'm Cai Yuanpei, the principal here."
The old man said.
"Oh, hello, principal."
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Chen Zikun nodded his head in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, which was regarded as a greeting.
Cai Yuanpei was slightly surprised.
This young man has such good concentration and remained so calm in front of the president of Peking University.
It seems that Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei It's not unreasonable to choose him.
What happened next shocked Cai Yuanpei even more.
The coolie actually asked: "Principal Cai, I want to go to Peking University, how can I do it?"
A coolie actually had the ambition to go to Peking University, and Cai Yuanpei had to re-examine this young man.
"Peking University recruits preparatory students in the summer.
If you pass the exam, you will be admitted.
We at Peking University have always promoted talents in an eclectic way.
Even if you have not graduated from middle school, you can still take the exam."
Cai Yuanpei said.
"Thank you, I understand."
Chen Zikun bowed to Cai Yuanpei, turned around and went downstairs.
"Chen Zikun, Chen Zikun, whose son could he be?"
Cai Yuanpei stood at the top of the stairs and thought hard.
Faces flashed through his mind, but none of them matched up with this young man.
It was already dark.
Chen Zikun hadn't eaten all day, his stomach was growling, and he couldn't even pull the rickshaw.
He just left it on campus and went back to the courtyard to mind his own business.
As soon as they entered the yard, they noticed that something was wrong.
Everything was in a mess.
The whole yard was smashed into a mess.
Doors were crooked, windows were broken, and pieces of pots and jars were scattered all over the floor.
Zhao Dahai and Bao Qing were standing angrily.
In the yard, when he saw Chen Zikun coming in, he said, "Big man Chen, you came just in time.
Ma Laoer was a bastard.
He led a group of people to destroy the yard and took Xing'er away."
Chen Zikun's blood rushed to his head: "I killed him":