Old Movies of the Republic of China II

It would not be difficult to go back to Fengtian if I was alone, but it was different when I took Qinghe who was dressed as a female student with me.

Wang Yongze was very worried. Qinghe was different from the men he usually groped with. In his heart, he treated him as a woman, a woman of the elder and younger.

But in this way, the road is narrow.

Qinghe endured the fear in her heart and quietly waited for Wang Yongze's decision.

Wang Yongze gritted his teeth and said, "I can't go back to Tianjin, I can only leave from the capital."

It's not too far from Tianjin. There was an accident on the train to Fengtian, but the other track was still running. It took Wang Yongze a lot of effort to get two second-class tickets to Tianjin.

When they arrived in Tianjin, the two didn't even go to the hotel, and went straight to the train station.Perhaps because of the train explosion, the atmosphere in Tianjin was very tense, and many gunmen wandered around the train station.

In the meantime, a soldier with a very vicious face touched Qinghe's face. Wang Yongze was angry, but he dared not speak out, blaming himself for not being thorough.

Qinghe bowed his head swallowing his anger and didn't say a word. The little soldier made fun of him and asked them to buy the ticket without much embarrassment.

After bumping around for a long time, the two finally arrived at Zhengyangmen in the capital from Tianjin. They were interrogated several times on the train, but fortunately they escaped danger.

Coming out of Zhengyangmen, Wang Yongze hailed a rickshaw and told the driver to go to Laoqianmen Railway Station.

On the rickshaw, Wang Yongze looked a bit embarrassed, and said, "Qing...Xiao Min, I don't have much money on me, and I spent almost all of it in the past few days. We can’t even sit in the second class seat. Otherwise, I’ll take the third class seat and buy you a second class seat, do you think it’s okay?”

Qing He paused, shook his head and said: "You don't need to be so troublesome, I can do the same as you."

Wang Yongze breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately this young master is not difficult to deal with.

"Can you not tell the young master about the incident at Tianjin Railway Station?"

Wang Yongze asked strangely, "Why?"

He himself didn't want the young master to know that it was normal, but shouldn't this one take this opportunity to act like a baby with the young master and ask for something?

Qinghe said: "If he finds out, he will definitely feel bad."

Qinghe had only been on the train a few times, and the first time he asked Zhang Zheng curiously, shouldn't the train be crowded with people? Why is our place so empty?This time he finally saw how ordinary people are treated when they take the train.

Wang Yongze was carrying a box in his hand, protecting Qing He with the other hand, and said: "Excuse me, let me go, thank you."

People were scrambling to get to the train, Qing He was holding the train ticket in his hand, what he could smell was sweat and a stench coming from nowhere.With a pale face, he walked forward along the stream of people, feeling the stench getting stronger with every step he took.

Wang Yongze was tall and tall, a typical Shandong man. He lowered his head and whispered in Qing He's ear, "Hold on for a while, just go up."

After going up, Wang Yongze chose a seat by the window, motioned Qinghe to sit down, and he put the box on the shelf.

Qing He covered her nose and said nothing.

Wang Yongze looked around in the car, everything looked normal, everyone was grabbing seats and packing luggage, a couple sat opposite them, the man was wearing glasses, he looked like a teacher.

The woman smiled kindly at them: "My husband's surname is Liu. This time, we are going back to our hometown to visit relatives."

Wang Yongze looked back and smiled at them: "My name is Su Yong, and this is my younger sister. You can call him Xiao Min."

Mr. Liu was rich and handsome, his expression was indifferent, and he kept looking out of the window.The skinny Mrs. Liu kept talking to them. Perhaps her husband was unwilling to communicate with her, so she especially liked talking to outsiders.

Qinghe's voice has been carefully raised, and it has not changed. It is difficult to distinguish between male and female when speaking, and it is more soft than girls.

Mrs. Liu praised him for being beautiful, and Qing He said, "Thank you."

Mr. Liu turned around, finally became interested, adjusted his glasses and asked, "Xiao Min? Where do you study?"

Qing He was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's in a girls' middle school."

Mr. Liu didn't really care where she was studying, so even if Qing He answered roughly, he didn't care. A pair of eyes hidden under thick lenses looked at Qing He up and down thoughtfully.

Mrs. Liu's face froze, but she didn't say anything.

Mrs. Liu talked less, but Mr. Liu started to talk endlessly.

He talked about the lack of a place for scholars from the current warlord separatism, and he was very depressed.What was said inside and outside the words, all colleges and universities did not invite him to be a professor is simply blind. He had no choice but to succumb to the position of an unknown middle school mathematics teacher, but what he thought about was the education of the whole country.

Wang Yongze interrupted him annoyedly: "Mr. Liu, I'm sorry, my sister is not in good spirits, I think he needs to sleep for a while."

Mr. Liu nodded, "Xiao Min, go to sleep, let's continue talking when you wake up. I didn't expect you, a middle school student, to know so much. You and I are really close friends, close friends !"

Qing He leaned against the carriage wall, closed her eyes, her mind was in a mess.

That Mr. Liu just now talked loudly, but he didn't listen much at all.

I don't know what's going on there.

You must go back safely.