Chen Zikun and Lin Wenjing were talking in the room.
Xing'er was eavesdropping outside the door with a kettle in hand.
When she heard that Lin Wenjing's father had died and her stepmother did not allow her to continue her studies, she quietly shed tears.
She thought to herself that this girl is better than me.
Much more pitiable.
Myolie is a girl who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, with a cheerful personality.
She raised the curtain and came in.
While pouring water and making tea for Lin Wenjing, she said: "Miss Lin, just stay.
If we have something to eat, you will be there."
Yes, the tuition is not enough, let’s all contribute, right, Dakunzi.”
Chen Zikun naturally knew Xing'er's feelings for him, so he was a little surprised when he heard what she said.
He nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes."
Lin Wenjing pursed her lips and said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, let's drink tea."
Xing'er greeted enthusiastically.
"No, I have to go back quickly.
The door to the house is not locked."
Lin Wenjing stood up to say goodbye, and Chen Zikun also stood up: "I'll take you back."
"Wait a minute."
Xing'er turned around and went out.
After a while, she came back with a flashlight and said, "You have to deliver the gift to your door.
Remember."
"I know."
Chen Zikun took the flashlight and accompanied Lin Wenjing.
Xing'er walked to the gate.
Looking at their retreating figures in the night, he held on to the door frame and sighed: "These two people are quite matched. ” Turning his face, Uncle Xue asked: "Myolie, why are you crying?"
"Uncle Xue, you are talking nonsense.
How can I cry?
There is sand in my eyes."
Chen Zikun walked all the way back with Lin Wenjing.
In the alleys of Beijing at night, it was quiet and lonely.
The sound of selling tofu noodle came from the distance, and a refreshing aroma came, it was apricot blossom.
I don’t know who has an apricot blossom tree in their yard.
The branches of the tree stretch out of the yard.
The snow-white apricot blossoms fall to the ground like snow flakes.
The moonlight is diffused and the evening breeze blows on my face.
This scene is intoxicating.
Lin Wenjing stood still and murmured: "It's here, don't send it off."
"Oh."
Chen Zikun stopped quickly.
He wanted to say something but couldn't.
The two of them just stood there, neither of them willing to leave first.
"I" Chen Zikun stammered, scratching his head and ears, wanting to say something but being embarrassed to speak.
Lin Wenjing lowered her head and scratched her feet on the ground.
Suddenly, a sound came from the yard, which seemed to be two men talking.
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“Only by mobilizing agriculture and industry can the current problems in China be fundamentally solved.”
"Shou Chang, you and I have the same view.
Only the revolution of the common people can save today's China."
Chen Zikun then remembered that this was Mr.
Li Dazhao's house.
The other person sounded like Chen Duxiu.
Their high-pitched talk broke the ambiguous atmosphere.
Lin Wenjing said, "I should go home.
See you the day after tomorrow."
Then she ran away. , ran to his own door, pushed it in and closed it, but then he lay on the crack of the door and looked out, his heart pounding.
As if Chen Zikun could see himself, he waved his hand here, turned around and disappeared into the night.
Lin Wenjing then bolted the door.
As soon as she turned around, she saw Aunt Mi and Mother Lin standing in front of them, with frosty expressions on their faces.
"As soon as Dad left, you became bolder, didn't you?
You just went out without saying hello, just in case something happened to you.
The door is not locked, what if a thief comes in?"
Aunt Mi scolded her in front of her, but He didn't ask what Lin Wenjing did, and she didn't seem to care about this issue.
In Zhao's Alley, Chang'an Street, Yao Mansion, a shiny black car stopped at the door.
The servant stepped forward and opened the door.
Chief Yao got out of the car with a tired look on his face.
As soon as he entered, he shrugged his nose and asked, "What does it smell like?"
" The housekeeper also sniffed and replied, "It seems to be coming from outside."
Chief Yao felt angry and ordered: "Go and have a look."
Yao Mansion is a European-style building.
Besides the main building, there are several bungalows specially designed for servants to live in.
The housekeeper brought two male servants to one of the rooms, knocked twice and pushed the door open.
The nurse was half lying on the kang smoking opium.
The small flames on the smoke lamp were as big as peas.
The martial artist smoked happily, looking at his expression, he was like flying in the clouds and mist.
The housekeeper took a cold look and went out.
He reported directly to Deputy Chief Yao that the nursing home was secretly smoking opium.
Chief Yao was a new member who had studied abroad and knew the harm of opium to the Chinese people.
Although he could not stop the spread of opium, But his own government could always control it.
He immediately ordered: "Give him a month's money and drive him away, right away."
The butler received the order and led the people straight to the small bungalow.
The martial artist didn't notice it yet.
He was still lying on the kang and puffing away the smoke.
When he saw the butler coming in, he smiled and asked, "Have a bite."
"The master also told you to pack up and leave."
The butler said with a cold look.
Now the martial artist was panicking.
Working as a nurse in Chief Yao's family was a good job.
There was not much work and a lot of money.
The most important thing was that he still had face.
After this job was ruined, it would be difficult to find a good one.
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He He hurriedly put down his cigarette and begged for mercy: "I won't dare to do it next time, I really won't."
The housekeeper sneered: "I haven't said why I drove you away, but you said you didn't dare.
Isn't this a knowing act?
Everything else is easy to talk about.
Only the matter of smoking cigarettes is something that I can't stand.
You are You can go alone, or we can help you.”
Although the martial arts master had great skills, he had no place to use them in Yao Mansion.
He knew that if he dared to act wild, he would be arrested and taken to the police station immediately, so he begged: "Where can I go in the middle of the night?
I will leave tomorrow.
Isn’t it okay?”
The butler said: "I don't care where you go, the master said, right away" The martial artist said: "What about this month's wages?
It should be settled."
The housekeeper said angrily: "If you are still talking nonsense, I will call the patrol to chase you away."
"Okay, if mountains and rivers don't change, we will meet again later."
The martial artist was furious, packed up his smoking utensils and bedding, and left overnight.
Looking back at the dark mansion building, the martial artist stamped his feet, picked up his luggage and left, going straight to Yan Zhiyong's house nearby.
When Yan Zhiyong saw his old friend coming to the door with his bedding on his back, he quickly made arrangements and made a pot of Erguotou and a plate of peanuts to drink with him.
"Zhiyong, help me find a job for me.
Brother, you know my abilities.
For an ordinary man, seven or eight people can't get close to me."
The martial artist said.
Yan Zhiyong smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, of course I know what you are capable of, but now, brother, I don't have enough to eat, so I can't help you find a job."
The martial artist's eyes dimmed, he picked up the glass and drank it, lowered his head and sighed.
Yan Zhiyong said: "How about this, you stay with me for one night first, and I will accompany you to find Mr.
Ma tomorrow to see if we can find anything to do."
"Okay, that's all."
Early the next morning, Yan Zhiyong and his martial arts master came to the Ma family's mansion in the outer city to pay homage to Mr.
Ma Shihaima.
They came at the wrong time.
The Ma family was very busy.
Xiaodao Liu was right.
People who have purified themselves cannot eat.
Poor second master misunderstood the words of Western medicine and ate so much food.
As a result, The wounds were contaminated with urine and feces, and they had high fevers and confusion.
The Chinese doctors shook their heads when they saw it, saying that toxins had invaded the body and there was no way to save it.
The sixth grader of Ma's family was a college student and suggested asking a Western doctor for injections to reduce inflammation.
It happened that there were rumors recently that a member of the Ministry of Education was poisoned to death after taking medicine prescribed by Western medicine.
Yes, no one in the family dared to believe in Western medicine.
Seeing that the second master was about to return to the west, the third master was still squatting in the detention center.
Mr.
Ma did some research and finally got the confirmation.
Wu Bingxiang had assigned him to handle this case strictly.
No one dared to neglect it.
I was afraid that the third master would be in prison.
Disasters are unavoidable.
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Spending a few thousand yuan might save you two years of your sentence and make you live more comfortably.
The only good thing is that the matter of Lao Wu's dismissal has come to light.
Thousands of dollars were spent, and Li Dingbang promised to reinstate him within three months.
At this moment, Yan Zhiyong brought people to join in the fun, how could he have a good face, and let the housekeeper block him before even entering the door.
The two of them were about to leave angrily, when Lao Wu happened to come back from outside and met him.
"Isn't this Senior Brother Yan?
Hey, Lao Yan is here too.
This is a rare visitor.
Aren't you working as a nurse at Vice-Chancellor Yao's house?
How come you are here?"
Lao Wu, who is a patrolman, is naturally well-rounded.
People from all walks of life know that Lao Yan is the nickname of this martial artist.
He got such a title because of his habit of smoking opium.
Yan Zhiyong quickly apologized and said, "Fifth Master, this is what happened."
After explaining the whole story, Ma Laowu said, "I see, let's go, I'll put some wine on the table to calm Lao Yan's shock."
The three of them found a restaurant and ordered six dishes and two bottles of wine.
They exchanged glasses and talked about one thing, scolding Chief Yao for being unkind.
After scolding each other for a while, seeing that Lao Yan was high in alcohol and alcohol, Ma Lao Wu took advantage of the heat and said, "Lao Yan, I heard that you have a brother named Hei Feng who is in big business."
Although Lao Yan drank too much, he was still conscious.
The black wind that Ma Lao Wu mentioned was indeed his sworn brother.
They had practiced martial arts together in their early years.
Later, they heard that they had joined the jungle as a bandit, specializing in killing people and stealing goods.
He was wanted by the police.
He has posted quite a few notices.
He was excited and quickly shook his head: "I haven't seen Black Wind for a long time."
Ma Laowu chuckled: "Brother, don't be afraid.
I'm not on duty now.
I don't care about that.
In fact, Heifeng is quite a righteous person.
He robs the rich and gives to the poor, and does justice for heaven.
He is a man.
I heard that he is the most recent one.
Activities around Beijing.”
Lao Yan didn't dare to continue, but his heart was filled with joy.
He had been fired by Yao Ci, and his opium smoking must have been publicized.
No one would hire him as a bodyguard to protect the courtyard.
With his martial arts skills, how could he have to work as a coolie?
If you don't have enough food to eat, you are at the end of your rope.
Why not take a desperate risk and learn from Black Wind, and live a happy life of licking blood from the edge of a knife and rejoicing in revenge.
After finishing the drink, Ma Laowu paid the bill, gave Lao Yan another ten yuan, and left with a fist in his hand.
Yan Zhiyong asked Lao Yan, "Brother, what are your plans?"
"Go back to your hometown and have a look."
Lao Yan said hypocritically.
"Okay, I'll see you off."
Yan Zhiyong saw Lao Yan out of Yongding Gate, and the two said goodbye in tears.
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At Ziguang Car Factory, Chen Zikun was busy making room and cleaning.
Aunt Wang and Xing'er helped him clean up the west wing.
The desk, washbasin stand, mirror, and a brand new quilt were neatly placed. on the bed.
A few white apricot flowers were placed in a white porcelain vase and placed in front of the window.
Chen Zikun took a deep breath and felt relaxed and happy.
Suddenly, Xue Pingshun's voice rang: "Da Kunzi, the phone number is for you
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