This trip was particularly unsatisfactory.
The steam turbine broke down off the coast of Tianjin, and we had to reduce our speed.
We finally drove to Yantai Pier to replenish coal water and repair the machine.
We were delayed for another whole day, waiting for the ship to enter the Huangpu River.
By that time, it was already a week later.
After finally returning to Shanghai after all the hardships, Chen Zikun breathed a sigh of relief.
He spent a week in the third class cabin without even a change of clothes.
He was now unkempt, his clothes were wrinkled, and his leather shoes were dull.
He looked like he was at the end of his rope. tramp.
After getting off the ship, Chen Zikun immediately bought a declaration sheet, flipped through it, and finally saw the title he wanted to read on the third page: Sun Kaiqin stepped down for the second time, and the situation in Jiangdong Province has been decided.
Looking carefully at the content, it turns out that Sun Kaiqin gathered his old troops in an attempt to regain Jiangdong territory while Chen Zikun was away.
However, under the attack of the Jiangbei Army led by Yan Su, it finally ended in a farce.
The former governor Sun Kaiqin had to power down again and completely quit politics.
Looking at other contents in the newspaper, the headlines are that Feng Yuxiang expelled the deposed emperor Puyi from the Forbidden City, Wu Peifu was defeated and fled, Duan Qirui took office as the temporary power, and Fengjun entered the country in large numbers.
Apart from expelling Puyi, these were all expected events.
The base camp was safe, and Chen Zikun was half relieved.
Suddenly he felt hungry, so he went to a small noodle shop and ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles.
While waiting for the noodles, he looked around and realized that this was the first time that he and Li Yaoting came to Shanghai.
The place where I had my first meal was where I met Jiang Zhiqing and started my experience of hanging out in Shanghai.
The Yangchun noodles were brought up.
Chen Zikun devoured them and said, "Settling the accounts."
The waiter heard his northern accent and said, "Two cents."
Chen Zikun took out a big coin and threw it over.
The waiter collected the empty bowl and took the money, then went to the counter to find some banknotes and gave them to him.
At a glance, the money changed turned out to be Jiangdong Province military coupons, one with a denomination of five yuan and three with a denomination of one yuan.
"Why do you find so many?"
Chen Zikun wondered.
"Not too much, not too much, just right.
All Shanghai uses this kind of change."
The waiter said perfunctorily.
I took the military ticket and left the noodle shop, only to hear someone behind me sneer in Shanghainese: "In the countryside, you don't know anything, but you took a bunch of waste paper and treated it as good stuff."
Chen Zikun was not stupid.
The shopkeeper clearly thought that he was a passenger who had just disembarked, so he used military stamps to fool himself.
The military stamps with a denomination of five yuan were used as change for fifty cents.
This shows how much the price of the military stamps he issued had dropped.
He didn't go back to find a guy to calculate the accounts.
He picked up the military coupons and was about to leave.
Suddenly, he turned around inadvertently and saw a slender figure on the side of the pier, who seemed vaguely familiar.
Except for the day when her father passed away, today can be regarded as the darkest day in Lin Wenjing's life.
When she was working at the fountain pen counter of Xianshi Department Store in the morning, a potbellied old man in his sixties came to buy a pen.
He spent a long time choosing without buying one. , a pair of eyes rolling around her body.
The salespersons of Xianshi Department Store are all the top beauties selected in Shanghai.
They often encounter this kind of harassment, and Lin Wenjing doesn't take it seriously.
After getting off work, she went to Huang's house again.
She had taught for a month so far and it was time to settle her salary.
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Mrs.
Huang hesitated and just played mahjong in the living room, leaving herself alone.
By chance, she discovered that Mr.
Huang had While secretly going through her schoolbag, Lin Wenjing realized that he had stolen the fifteen yuan.
Because of the fifteen yuan, Lin Wenjing was scolded by Aunt Mi for several days, and her aunt was also sarcastic.
Her grandmother, who was fasting and chanting Buddha, took a closer look at her and would stab someone with an awl if she didn't like it.
So Lin Wenjing felt that she must find out the whereabouts of the fifteen yuan, but she was a timid girl, so she just asked in a low voice: "Master Huang, have you seen the fifteen yuan in my bag?"
Master Huang retracted his hand, blinked, and suddenly pushed a vase on the table to the ground and smashed it into pieces.
Lin Wenjing was stunned by the sudden movement.
Mrs.
Huang came in after hearing the sound, and Master Huang said in the voice of a young boy who was in the stage of changing his voice: "Mom, did Miss Lin steal I's mother-in-law?
I just threw the vase."
"Well, Miss Lin, you look so polite, but why are you so vicious?
Bao, let me see if you are hurt."
Mrs.
Huang hurriedly checked whether her son's legs and feet were injured by the vase fragments, and then said viciously He scolded: "You little slut, if you hurt Ala's son, you will bankrupt Nong's family."
Lin Wenjing shrank back in fright: "I didn't."
"Nothing.
Although Ara is not a rich man, he won't steal fifteen yuan from me.
I'm a peasant."
Her son was not injured.
Mrs.
Huang's anger subsided a little, but she still didn't intend to let Lin Wenjing go.
Lin Wenjing understood everything.
Mr.
Huang didn't mention the specific amount of money just now, but Mrs.
Huang blurted out fifteen yuan, which showed that not only was this money stolen by Mr.
Huang, but his mother also knew it completely.
The three aunts and six wives who were playing cards outside came in and started to curse Lin Wenjing.
Lin Wenjing was not good at quarreling, let alone facing a group of talkative women.
Tears kept rolling in her eyes and she couldn't say a word.
While they were making noise, Mr.
Huang came back with his briefcase.
After understanding the reason, he said: "Ms.
Lin, this is your fault.
If you lose the money, you should look for it carefully.
You can't blame our son."
Mrs.
Huang said angrily: "Let her pay for the vase.
This vase was handed down from Alazu.
It was made during the Kangxi period of the Ming Dynasty.
It is worth many copper coins."
Lin Wenjing almost laughed out of anger.
Even a vase from the Kangxi period of the Ming Dynasty could not be deceived like this.
Mr.
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Huang seemed to be reasonable and said: "Forget it, Miss Lin is not well-off, so let's do this.
We adults have a lot, so I won't argue with you.
You will give John another three months of English tutoring, and we will settle the matter."
In the end, Lin Wenjing left the Huang family with tears in her eyes.
When she returned home, the card game continued without anyone paying attention to her.
She silently climbed up to the attic and sat there for a long time, tears falling down her cheeks.
Suddenly, my aunt downstairs shouted: "Xiao Jing, come downstairs, there are guests."
Lin Wenjing quickly wiped away her tears and went downstairs.
Just as she was about to bring tea and water, she was stopped by Mr.
Bai: "Xiaojing, sit down and let Mr.
Lai take a good look."
The fat old man sitting opposite, smiling, turned out to be the guy who harassed him in Xianshi Department Store in the morning.
The old man changed into a long robe and mandarin jacket, wore three thick gold bars on his hands, dangled a gold watch chain on his chest, and said in his mouth He also had a row of gold teeth and looked wealthy.
Everyone in his family treated him with respect.
Lin Wenjing felt a chill in her heart and vaguely guessed what was going on.
Mr.
Lai stared at Lin Wenjing unscrupulously for a long time, and smiled with gold teeth: "Okay, very good."
Auntie said: "Xiao Jing, go ahead, I have something to say."
As if she had received an amnesty, Lin Wenjing quickly retreated and hid behind the door to eavesdrop for a while.
As she had guessed, the old man surnamed Lai was Mr.
Bai's friend and planned to marry her as a child.
The family was very excited because Mr.
Lai was in big business and had a lot of money.
From what he said, the bride price would definitely not be less than a thousand yuan.
Lin Wenjing felt dizzy for a while.
When Mr.
Lai stared at her, she had goosebumps all over her body.
Thinking that she was going to marry such a disgusting old guy, she couldn't bear it, so she ran out subconsciously.
Home door.
Shiliupu Wharf is Lin Wenjing’s favorite place.
There is the wide Huangpu River, countless sailboats and ships, and tourists in a hurry.
Like herself, they all come from the south and the north, and are Shanghai. of passers-by.
The whistle blew, the seagulls soared, the river wind rustled, and the tears on her face had dried.
Lin Wenjing stood blankly on the shore, not knowing where to go.
The misfortunes and bullying she had suffered for a long time had accumulated to a critical point. , she didn't want to face those dirty faces anymore, and she didn't want to stay in this dirty world anymore.
Looking at the muddy yellow water of the Huangpu River, Lin Wenjing whispered: "Mom, Dad, I'm coming."
She closed her eyes and jumped down.
Suddenly a strong big hand grabbed her, and her light body was pulled back to the shore like a feather.
"It's really you who is crazy."
The familiar Beijing Mandarin sounded in my ears.
Lin Wenjing looked at the man who pulled her back stupidly, and it took her a full minute to recognize that this man was the man who took her to Shichahai, bought candied haws, taught her how to ride a bicycle, and promised to take her far and wide in Beijing five years ago.
Chen Zikun.
Those dusty past events seemed to have happened in the last century, but once they came to my mind, they were like a flood that opened a valve, and tears poured down in an instant.
Chen Zikun had never seen a person cry so sadly.
Even a tough guy like him couldn't help but be moved by it.
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Lin Wenjing's thin shoulders kept shaking, her clothes were wet with tears, and she held on tightly with both hands.
He seemed to be separated from yin and yang as soon as he let go.
"Okay, don't cry.
As long as I'm here, no one will dare to bully you."
Chen Zikun gently patted Lin Wenjing's back.
He has two wives and has some understanding of women's psychology.
He can force her to Lin Wenjing jumped into the river to commit suicide and cried so sadly.
She must have suffered a great injustice.
After crying for a full hour, Lin Wenjing gradually changed from crying to sobbing, and asked: "You, why didn't you come?"
Chen Zikun knew that she was talking about the agreement made in the eight years of the Republic of China, and he sighed helplessly: "It's fate that makes people come up against each other.
Don't mention the past.
From today on, I will never fail you again."
Lin Wenjing suddenly pounced on Chen Zikun and bit him hard on the shoulder.
This bite was done with all her strength.
Chen Zikun gritted his teeth in pain, but did not dare to say a word.
"But I'm getting married."
Lin Wenjing raised her head and pushed Chen Zikun away.
Her eye circles were red and swollen, and her voice was trembling.
The pitiful look on my face made the softest part of Chen Zikun's heart suddenly move.
"I swear, as long as you don't want to, no one can take you away, no one," Chen Zikun said fiercely
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