Catch the wind

Jin Heting now thinks highly of Lin Zisen, so he is willing to pour out his thoughts to him, and see if he can come back with a few ideas, anyway, he has already given up his mind.

The two were lying on the couch, Jin Heting spoke slowly, Lin Zisen listened slowly.As soon as the smoke lamp shines on the smoke, the interior creates a closed and warm meaning out of thin air, which is suitable for talking about secrets, and those who are not close to each other lie down and smoke a few bubbles, and they are also close.

After Jin Heting finished speaking, Lin Zisen pushed away the bong in front of him, and smiled silently: "Mr. Jin, you are the most resourceful person, but after hearing what you said just now, I think you are really anxious this time."

Jin Heting was like a man. When he heard this, he immediately felt that the other party's tone was wrong, but he kept his composure and continued, "Is there a need to be impatient? I dare not even leave the Japanese Concession now! There are soldiers and guns over there." It's also reasonable, I knew that today would come, and I would definitely go around him! Don't just listen, just tell me if you have an idea!"

Lin Zisen leaned over and picked up the teacup, took a sip of the hot tea, then lowered his eyes and smiled again: "I do have the idea of ​​making money, but it's a wicked idea, do you want to hear it?"

As a gangster in the foreign concession, Jin Heting has been making a living with wickedness all these years, so after hearing this, he didn't care, "Say it!"

Lin Zisen sighed, lay back to his original position, and opened his mouth slowly.Jin Heting listened quietly, the more he listened, the more startled he became.When Lin Zisen finished speaking, he inhaled the last puff of opium, and then smacked the taste. After a long while, he said, "You...have a grudge against Ye Ziling?"

Lin Zisen shook his head: "No grudge."

Jin Heting slowly reached out to pick up the teapot, and took a sip from the spout.As the warm tea slowly flowed into his stomach, his mind gradually started to move: "Hate him?"

Lin Zisen changed his posture and leaned against the wall, half lying and half sitting.Fiddled with a cigarette stick nimbly with his fingers, he turned to look at Jin Heting: "I don't hate him, I love him."

Jin Heting looked at him suspiciously, and sat up after watching him: "What's going on?"

Lin Zisen closed his eyes and raised his head, feeling drunk: "He is my son."

As soon as this remark came out, he opened his eyes and startled himself—how did this remark come about?Why did you remember such a sentence?He is my son, is he my son?

After the momentary shock, he let out a long breath, but his heart suddenly felt hot.Everything was absurd and reasonable, and he even secretly felt the pleasure of revenge.Yes, he thought, that's it!

Jin Heting thought he was hallucinating, so he dug his ears with his little finger, and asked, "Who is your son?"

Lin Zisen smiled contentedly: "Ye Ziling, he is my son."

Jin Heting's white face showed a dazed and silly look: "What are you kidding?"

Lin Zisen sat up straight, and lowered his voice solemnly: "I grew up in Ye's family when I was young, and I was only twelve when I fell in love with Mrs. Ye."

Jin Heting opened his mouth and blinked his eyes, calculating quickly in his mind.He and Ye Xueshan had discussed the preface and made obeisances. Ye Xueshan was not very old, and this year he was only 24, 24 plus twelve—he estimated Lin Zisen's age, and found that the other party's words were actually a bit reliable.

"You—" he dragged his voice, not knowing what to say next.No wonder the Gu family didn't let Ye Xueshan recognize his ancestors, if he followed Lin Zisen's words and thought about it, he would understand everything!

Looking at Lin Zisen's face, Jin Heting's thoughts were shaken and torn apart, and he thought again: "Ye Ziling is a little boy, Lin Zisen is an old boy, are they similar?"

Picking up the words just now, he continued in a daze: "You...you are really talented, twelve, twelve... Twelve is only so big."

Then he stared at Lin Zisen suddenly: "Is it true? You can't make a joke like this. If it gets too big, people will die!"

Lin Zisen shook his head slowly, with a very calm expression: "No one dares to make such a joke, he is my son!"

Jin Heting crossed his legs, and at this moment realized that he was involved in the other party's family fight: "Does Ziling know?"

Lin Zisen continued to shake his head: "He doesn't know. If he knows, he can't recognize me."

Jin Heting fumbled and lit a cigarette for himself, thinking that if he were Ye Xueshan, he would definitely not recognize a man who was neither old nor young as his father.Twelve, twelve, Ye Xueshan's mother is enough, everyone steals men, how did she steal a child from the family?

Taking a deep puff of the cigarette, he hesitated and asked, "Since he is your son, why do you still want to plot against him?"

Lin Zisen lowered his head, watching the sharp cigarette sticks flickering between his fingers: "Compared to love, money is nothing. If he has no money, he must be able to recognize me. I am not old, earn slowly Just pay him back the money. I have no family and no business, so what do I need money for? Why don’t I leave it to him in the end? As long as he can call me Dad, I’m willing to be a cow or a horse. Of course, it’s not a big deal to do some unethical business .”

Jin Heting grinned subconsciously, feeling that he had really opened his eyes and learned a lot today.

Flicking the ash into the glass ashtray, he looked at Lin Zisen with a smile that was not a smile: "You said these things to me today, are you afraid that I will tell Ziling when I turn around?"

Lin Zisen smiled calmly: "It's fine not to cooperate, but if you want to ruin my business, I will kill you."

Lin Zisen laughed, and Jin Heting also laughed: "I don't know what kind of Tai Sui I have committed recently, and I especially recruited people to kill me."

Lin Zisen waved his hand: "Mr. Jin, don't worry. The problems that money can solve are not big problems."

Jin Heting took a deep breath, and couldn't help but think: "Is twelve enough to plant seeds?"

Jin Heting did not give an answer immediately, saying that he had to "think about it".Lin Zisen knew that he couldn't bear to be cruel to his righteous brother, so he thoughtfully let him think about it.

Lin Zisen probably knew what the result would be; why did Jin Heting get along with Ye Xueshan?It's because of money!The reason why the two became friends was not because they had a life-threatening friendship, but because they made a lot of money and had fun together.He thought that even if Jinhe Pavilion talked about feelings, it couldn't talk about Ye Xueshan.

It was getting dark early in winter, and he sat in the car looking out, thinking about the big lie he had just told.When he and Mrs. Ye got together, Ye Xueshan was already lying in the rocking car, eating and sleeping.But those who know the truth are all dead, so who can overthrow his lies?He yawned lazily, and a casual lie made him feel comfortable until now.

Lin Zisen returned home, followed by the driver, carrying a big white duck in one hand and a box of pastries in the other.After entering the building, Lin Zisen took off his outer leather robe, took the snack box, and asked the driver to take the big white duck to the kitchen.

Going upstairs into the bedroom, he saw Ye Xueshan lying on the bed, listening to the radio drowsily, a piece of Beijing opera was playing on the radio, and the whole room was chaotically singing and playing.

Lin Zisen went to turn off the radio first, then walked to the bed and stood still, bent down to examine Ye Xueshan carefully.The rash on his face was completely gone. He put down the snack box, reached out and pinched the corner of the quilt, gently lifted it, and looked inside.Ye Xueshan has been naked these days, and the flesh on his body has been boiled dry.Lie down on his back, his stomach sunken into a pit, and the ribs on both sides are clearly countable.

The quilt was too tightly covered, seeing Ye Xueshan sweating all over inside and smelling damp, he seemed a little bit ashamed.Ye Xueshan had been lying down by himself for a long time, but he couldn't detect it; Lin Zisen had just come back from the outside, but he had a keen sense of smell, but he didn't say anything, he just whispered to Ye Xueshan: "The body is almost receded, only the thighs and some are left. Red idea, in two days, it will be really neat."

Ye Xueshan turned over in the bed and moaned: "Hungry."

Lin Zisen helped Ye Xueshan up, asked him to rinse his mouth with light salt water, then opened the pastry box, and said in a babbling voice: "The crispy pastry just out of the oven is still hot. You eat first, I'll go to the kitchen to stew the duck. "

Ye Xueshan let out a "hmm", grabbed some snacks and put them in his mouth.But Lin Zisen took the time to go downstairs, took the duck out first, and chopped off its head.

He moved very quickly, and stewed the duck in a hurry.It is said that people with measles are most suitable to eat duck meat to nourish their bodies, so he has slaughtered countless ducks recently, and duck blood and duck heads are frozen on the ground in the yard every day.After the duck was cooked and fed to Ye Xueshan, he had completed tonight's task.

After nightfall, he took off his clothes and got into Ye Xueshan's damp and embarrassing hot bed.He absolutely forbids Ye Xueshan to see the wind, and Ye Xueshan's eating, drinking, and messing around are all done on the bed.It's been a long time, it's no wonder it doesn't stink.

Ye Xueshan could eat and drink now, but he was still so depressed that he didn't have the energy to speak, he just wanted to sleep with his pillow on Lin Zisen's arm.Before Lin Zisen felt drowsy, he had already fallen asleep, his breathing was very loud, probably because he was lying down uncomfortably.

Lin Zisen couldn't sleep, and he was still reminiscing about the lie he said during the day, and the more he thought about it, the more interesting he found it.I really don't know what I was thinking at the time, as if that sentence had been hidden on the tip of my tongue, and I was ready to blurt it out at a certain moment to make people jump.

Jin Heting didn't keep Lin Zisen waiting for a long time, as soon as Ye Xueshan came out of the stinky bed, Jin Heting came to visit him.

Ye Xueshan is still a thin paper figurine, except that he has just cut his hair, which is barely a new look.Although he ate a lot of ducks, he was still very weak, and he didn't even have the strength to talk and laugh.When the two men mentioned the shipwreck, they both heaved a sigh of relief, and when they talked about the sale of opium, they both said that Indian opaque was better than Persian opaque, but unfortunately the boat was small, so they couldn't do big deals.

Having said that, Jin Heting leisurely came up with an idea, saying that he could find someone to buy it for him.He knew a Japanese businessman who was traveling to India, and he could help purchase less than [-] boxes of tobacco.Costs and commissions are removed, and it's still very profitable.

Ye Xueshan leaned on the sofa sickly, and said in a soft voice: "This is also a solution. Anyway, no matter what, just don't be idle; it doesn't matter if you earn more or less, it's better than sitting and eating."

Jin Heting carefully observed his appearance while he was listless.Apart from his fair skin, he didn't see anything about Ye Xueshan's resemblance to Lin Zisen.It so happened that Lin Zisen came in at this time and personally refilled the two of them with hot tea.Jin Heting didn't have the nerve to look Lin Zisen squarely, so he heard Ye Xueshan meowing and said, "Zisen, where's the phone book at home?"

Lin Zisen didn't speak, and turned to look for the phone book.Jin Heting twisted his neck as if he had been stabbed by a needle, feeling that he couldn't sit still in Ye's house.