Old Movies of the Republic of China II

Wang Yuan finally returned to Fengtian.

Seeing that his complexion was much better than when he left, Qing He was also happy for him.

When Wang Yuan was in Shandong, he was deaf to the affairs of the world. When he came back and heard that Hou Yuzhi died of dystocia, he sighed, "I didn't believe in fate before, but now I dare not believe it."

Qing He shook her head: "You don't have to believe it."

"How is Zhongyuan? I want to go and see him."

"He resigned from the company to stay at home and take care of the children."

Wang Yuan was even more surprised: "I didn't expect so many things to happen in just a few months." He was silent for a moment, and said: "But I can understand, to be honest, if it weren't for these few months of adjustments, I'm afraid I wouldn't have Do nothing."

Qinghe said: "The kiln company is not only his hard work, but also sister Yuzhi's hard work. If she knows it, she probably won't agree with Du Zhongyuan to let it go. Wang Yuan, I want you to persuade him, as long as he is willing to come back, he will always come back." The position of manager is still his."

Wang Yuan nodded: "I will persuade him, but if he really doesn't want to come back, there is nothing I can do."

After Wang Yuan left the commander's mansion, Min Zijing came.

He hesitated and asked, "I heard that the young commander had an encounter with the Japanese army a few days ago, and suffered heavy injuries."

Qing He held the teacup with a steady hand, nodded and said: "Many people died."

Min Zijing lowered his head and crossed his fingers, not knowing how to speak.

Qing He said indifferently: "If you want to ask Hou Xiao if he is safe, just ask directly, why bother to hesitate."

"I didn't hesitate," Min Zijing retorted, "I just..."

Qinghe said bluntly: "Don't worry, he's fine. He's Zhang Zheng's bodyguard. If something happens to him, I'll know."

Min Zijing was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "I think you are different from before."

Qinghe didn't seem to hear this sentence.

The loss of manpower and material resources caused by war is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Qing He had never thought about it before, and he didn't dare to think about it, but now he is in the center of the vortex, watching the savings of the three eastern provinces for more than ten years drain like a flood pouring down from the gate, he only feels terrified.

He once swore in his heart that all the soldiers who died fighting for the Northeast and the Zhang family will have their families well taken care of, and their souls will be rested in peace; and all the soldiers who are fighting bloody battles will not be hungry and wear warm clothes Can't get paid.

However, the reality told him with a ferocious gesture, how easy is it to achieve this?

Resources are limited, and there are 50 troops in the Northeast, and there are countless battlefields.

He can only work harder to make money.

Fengtian is the old lair of the Zhang family. Zhang Yishan has been operating here for decades, and the roots are deep. The people in the city are not afraid, except that there are many fewer men.

Every day, there are booming cannons in the distance.

It only took a short period of time for the people to get used to it from running away.

The second master was never afraid from the beginning.

All his life, he had never been afraid of anything.

It was his silly son, who looked like he was about to cry before he left, but he just scolded a man for crying, and the silly son just kept him from crying.

"Father, what are you going to do when I'm gone! I'm worried about you being home alone—"

The second master interrupted him: "Don't use me as a raft if you don't want to go to the battlefield."

The silly son let go of him, sniffling with red eyes: "I'm not afraid, Dad, I'm not afraid of war. I'm afraid I won't come back, what will you do if I don't come back? You don't know how to make money, and you spend too much. What would you do if you were old without me?"

The second master was silent for a long time, he was swallowing his anger, and after a while he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "If you're afraid, come back alive!"

He admitted that he was a little moved, but only a little.

If you take a fool's words seriously, he is not him.What's more, this silly boy was pulled out from the crowd of beggars by him, and it's only natural to thank him for repaying him.

The second master thought with peace of mind, he didn't remember that he just threw a few pieces of silver on the head of this stupid boy, and threw a sentence to see you have pity, I will accept you as his son, and the stupid son will take care of him for the next ten years.

For the second master, this silly boy is a small adjustment in life. After all, his way of making a living is different from others, and it is easy to cause murder and the pressure is too great.Life would be too dull without someone who was so simple and stupid to serve him with all his heart.

Of course, the second master was very reluctant to admit this.

When he was young, he was also a romantic figure, he had won many opera singers, and he was also a frequent visitor to Xianggong Tangzi. Later, when he got older, he got into a job he shouldn't be in. His physical desires were less, and he was more interested in teasing silly boys. stand up.

The last time he went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he hired six of the most outstanding young men in the restaurant to play wildly all night, as a farewell to his youth.

The reason for saying goodbye was because the silly boy saw a wound on his neck scratched by someone else.

The second master wanted to tease him, but the foolish boy was eleven or twelve at that time, and it was a bit early for him to have sex, but he knew it was not too early.

But looking at those miserable and silly black eyes, he was so full of nasty words that he couldn't speak.

The second master was furious.

...and then bid farewell to my past.

The second master turned over on the kang and raised one leg.

Well, it's still pretty good looking.

Second Master thought with satisfaction.

His legs are straight and long, not too plump and not as dry as dry wood, and they are also very white - the second master frowned, but they were a little pale.

With the light outside the window, he carefully discerned it—it was incomparable to what it was back then.

Hey.

He sighed.

I don't know if I will go out to play at this age, and I will still have fun.

The second master was lying naked on the kang—it was already summer, but he was too lazy to move it, as long as it wasn’t burning, the kang was not much different from the bed—he stretched out his hand to stroke his little brother.

He glanced down, didn't turn up.

Are you really getting old?

The second master planned to ask his silly son after he came back, if he hadn't thought about it, he would break his leg first.

It's not that he didn't pay attention to the movements of the guard brigade, no matter how elusive Zhang Zheng was, the guard brigade couldn't hide it from his eyes.But what about the silly son, he really didn't know.

If dead...

The second master touched his heart strangely, did he suffer from some kind of disease, why did it suddenly hurt there.

Forget it, leave it alone.

The second master continued to think that if he died, it would be his own choice, and he could not blame others.

As his father, he never thought of letting him serve as a soldier.

What's wrong with doing something, waiters, cooks, and doctors who take the pulse, aren't they all better than soldiers?Working hard to earn that little salary is not enough to buy a piece of good satin for myself.

The second master felt at ease and confidently believed that it was only natural for his son to hand over all the money, otherwise what would he do, would he use it for whoring like other soldiers?

Thinking of this, the second master glanced at the wolf fur mattress at the end of the kang.

A little disgusted.

He had never used such a bad wolf fur, and occasionally he felt pain in his buttocks when he sat on it. The stupid son only had 500 yuan, and he ran up to him in a foolish way and blatantly blatantly.

Hey, the second master thought, I have developed feelings from raising dogs.

It was a bit cold, but he didn't want to cover anything, and he didn't want to move.Hey, usually at this time, the silly son would come over and cover him up, although he was always nagging, as if he had done something heinous.

The second master selectively forgot that the silly son didn't go home until ten days after he became an officer, and it was still a special approval.

Second Master felt a little lonely.

He quickly came up with a solution—since he lacked a "stupid son" by his side, wouldn't it be enough to use the ocean to smash it?

The second master is very proud of his cleverness.

He began to imagine what a new "silly son" should look like.

Hmm...not too smart, after all, his business is neither black nor white, and he is not asking for trouble if people find out that he has become a target.Don't be too stupid. If you are stupid, you don't know how to serve him so that you can make him feel comfortable.

He needs to be taller, he likes a tall son.

As for appearance, he doesn't pick it, it doesn't need to be very good-looking, but—this is very important—he must have good facial features, otherwise it will make him unhappy.

Second Master closed his eyes.

After thinking for a while, he opened it strangely.

What he wants is a new son who can be by his side, not the one who is stupid enough to play and die, so he must save some money, otherwise he will suffer in the future if he doesn't come back What a silly son.

The second master was happy with his strict logic.

In fact, he is very easy to be happy, as long as he feels that he is still smart, but it is not easy to show it on the surface.

He has suffered too much from being happy or angry. At this age, he thinks that there is no one or anything that can make him lose control.

This is the so-called gift of life to him.

After all, the second master still wrapped himself in a silk quilt.

It seems that the plan of "new son" is not very feasible, Er Ye thought unhappily.

He stretched his naked body under the silk quilt, and quickly forgot about his happiness and unhappiness. Only the smooth, soft, and finest silk can directly touch his body.

He doesn't like cotton or burlap.

Forget it, let's discuss this matter again, the second master said to himself, for the sake of his silly son's good service, he reluctantly waited a little longer.

If he can come back, let him continue to serve; if he can't come back, then find a new son.

Second Master's heart began to ache again.

He decided to find a doctor to have a look after he woke up.

The second master has not had a serious illness for many years, and he occasionally catches the cold on weekdays. Naturally, his silly son is busy taking care of him. It is strange to say that the second master has never been able to figure out how this "stupid" son knows that he has a chronic leg disease. He obviously didn't mention a word, and even though it was rainy and snowy, no matter how painful the pain was, he never groaned, but the silly son insisted on it like this, he reprimanded him several times, but he still begged him to take a look.

really weird.

Erye thought.

Did he cry out in pain in his dream?

The second master was a little wary, but thought, maybe the stupid son wouldn't harm him.

Hmph, who can believe it.

Second Master thought angrily.

But he never thought of throwing away his stupid son.

After so many years of raising her, she still has some feelings after all... maybe.

Well, let's see.

Maybe he won't come back.

Second Master put one hand on his heart.

"father!"

Ok?

The second master thought, is it true that people start to hear hallucinations when they get older?Why did I hear the voice of the silly son.

The second master's hand was suddenly grasped, and his voice was so excited: "Father! I'm back! Are you okay?"

Second Master opened his eyes, calmly said: "Are you trying to squeeze my hand off?"

Xu Lang quickly let go, and smiled embarrassedly: "Father, I'm not too excited. It's hard to come back. Have you had lunch yet? Why are you falling asleep at this time?"

The second master was very helpful, but he didn't want this silly son to see it, so he just said coldly: "Are you interrogating a prisoner?"

Xu Lang scratched his head: "No, Dad, are you hungry, I'll cook for you."

The second master nodded calmly: "Go."

"Hey!"

Seeing the silly son go out, the second master slowly put clothes on his body.

He had just put on his pajamas and was sitting on the edge of the kang trying to put on his shoes. Xu Lang couldn't laugh or cry when he came in: "Father, haven't you eaten at home these days? There is nothing in the kitchen."

The second master said absent-mindedly: "You won't buy it?"

"I..." Xu Lang lowered his head: "Father, I can only stay at home for half an hour, and I have to leave soon."

Second Master glanced at him expressionlessly.

Xu Lang suddenly became nervous and said, "Father, next time, next time I will definitely buy the vegetables before coming back."

The second master turned his gaze back, bent down to put on his shoes.

When does he really appreciate the meals he cooks?As long as you have money, you can't get anything delicious.

Xu Lang took a step forward, landed on one knee, took the shoe embroidered with dark patterns from his father's hand, and carefully put it on for him.

The second master sat upright, watching his movements with downcast eyes.

Xu Lang clapped his hands, raised his head and smiled, showing his white and neat teeth, his eyes were bent, and said, "Okay."

Second Master felt a white light flashing in front of his eyes.

"Tell me, why are you back?"

"The brigade commander was injured and came back for surgery, and I came back with him."

The second master said indifferently: "Others will know everything when they see you."

Xu Lang said: "I asked the brigade commander for instructions, and... I was very careful not to let anyone see it."

Second Master snorted through his nose.

He wondered how much this information could sell for.

but……

He hasn't done business with Zhang Zheng for a long time.