Reason is still chaotic

Shen Zichun had nothing to do all day long, and he and Xiao Liang drove out in the car, looking for lively places to wander around.

Shen Jiali usually sees him huddled at home, muffled and pitiful, so he tries his best to persuade him to go out for a walk; when he really understands the benefits of going outside, he begins to miss the prosperity and go out early and return late; but this third uncle feels uncomfortable, I suspect that he is mentally active, he is going to grow up!

That night, after the uncle and nephew had dinner, after Shen Jiali washed and changed, he paced back and forth in the bedroom with his hands behind his back, thinking about business; Shen Zichun called Xiao Liang over, and the two played marbles in the outer room.

Shen Jiali's footsteps were very light, and Xiao Liang's voice could be heard faintly as he walked: "Master, are you still going to Beihai to watch ice skating tomorrow? It's too cold!"

It took Shen Zichun a while to answer: "I want to go."

Xiao Liang lowered his voice again: "I guess you are going to see that little girl? She is pretty, but she seems to be Japanese!"

Shen Jiali immediately stopped in her tracks, and Shen Zichun replied in shame, "She's so pretty! She has a mole on the inside of her eyebrows, her teeth are irregular, and her feet are so big."

After a moment of silence, Shen Zichun's voice sounded again: "She is white, with big black eyes."

Shen Jiali's heart sank - he also came from that age, he understood the shyness and stubbornness of young people.

Shen Zichun played with Xiaoliang for a long time, and finally stopped and separated.He went to wash his face and brush his teeth, then bounced back to the bedroom.At this time, Shen Jiali had already gone to bed, and smiled at him very kindly: "Xiao Chun, what's so interesting about glass marbles? You're really getting better and better."

After Shen Zichun jumped onto the bed with a smile on his face, he hugged the other person in his arms, and stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of the child's nose: "In two days, will it become a baby?"

Shen Zichun blushed, almost feeling flattered.And Shen Jiali held his face, rubbed it affectionately, and finally said with a smile: "Stop making trouble, go to bed!"

Shen Jiali said he was sleeping, but when the two of them lay down together, he started to move again, unwilling to settle down.A young man like Shen Zichun, who is full of vigor and vigor, is eager to move around for no reason, but now he is provoked, and his body and mind are instantly on fire.Seeing that he had regained his energy, Shen Jiali didn't stop and scold him like in the past, but instead added fuel to the fire and allowed him to mess around.Shen Zichun also played by ear, feeling that his third uncle seemed to be particularly talkative tonight, so he boldly pulled down his trousers with a grunt, shy his lower body, and rubbed on the other's thigh.If in the past, Shen Jiali laughed at him, just reached out and stroked him; but now he was uncharacteristically turned over to face Shen Zichun, and said with an ambiguous low smile: "Xiaochun, this kind of thing, It’s not something you can do casually.”

Shen Zichun's head and face were running hot, and hot air was coming out of his mouth and nose eagerly: "Third Uncle...I...I'm not casual, I like you more than Uncle Duan. Just let me do it once...I'm so bloated and uncomfortable! "

Shen Jiali leaned over and kissed his hot lips: "I asked you to do it, will you do it?"

This sentence seemed to be irritating, and Shen Zichun's voice trembled: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Shen Zichun pressed on Shen Jiali like a little hungry wolf, all the postures and methods he adopted were imitating Duan Zhicheng, but he was clumsy, and after poking around with a lot of strength, he still couldn't get in.Being provoked by him, Shen Jiali also became interested, and personally used his hands to guide the way for the other's little brother.Under the education of such a mentor, Shen Zichun immediately knew everything, and went crazy like crazy, but he let out in a moment.

He bent down to take a few breaths, he didn't rest, he raised his gun and fought again.Shen Jiali knew that the men of the Shen family couldn't grow the sticks like Duan's father and son, especially Shen Zichun was still young and immature; but after all, all the things that should grow had grown, even if it was useless, it was not better The only choice is to use him for entertainment.

Shen Zichun was young and full of vigor, and he worked tirelessly. After a long time, Shen Jiali also felt a little happy.After the matter was over, the child was sweating profusely, as if he had been washed by water, lying on Shen Jiali's body, he was just panting.Shen Jiali hugged him tightly, feeling like a happy hunter - he caught his prey again.

Shen Zichun said, "Third Uncle, I'm so happy."

Shen Jiali told him affectionately: "Me too."

The two embraced each other affectionately and fell asleep.In the early morning of the next day, Shen Jiali went out to work as usual.And Shen Zichun recalled the situation last night with gusto, and he didn't go to Beihai anymore. He was just in a daze, occasionally laughing foolishly to himself.

Shen Jiali had a few spring breezes with his nephew last night, and he felt much more comfortable physically and mentally, and the gloom of the past few days also cleared up.Because the special train of the southern general will arrive in Peiping at noon today, he only drank a cup of hot tea in the office, and then went out to the train station with his subordinates.

After several days of emergency arrangements, the train station has shown a completely new and clean scene, and the Japanese army is also standing on the platform.Representatives from all walks of life gathered in an open space, all shivering from the cold.Although the people who can come here to present flowers to the Japanese general must be first-class obedient citizens; but the guards did not dare to be sloppy, not only surrounded them, but also went in and searched them every now and then. When they saw the young and beautiful lady, In particular, it is necessary to search several times.

Shen Jiali sat in the newly opened lounge to avoid the cold, and senior government officials came in one after another, and they all took the initiative to greet him.He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, and he was full of joy, talking and laughing, making the atmosphere very good.Just when everyone was chatting and laughing, Duan Muren suddenly arrived.

As soon as Xigong came, the room immediately turned from sunny to cloudy.These officials stood up to greet him one after another, with forced smiles on their faces, and the previous joy dissipated a lot immediately.Shen Jiali glanced at Duan Muren, feeling as if his heart was being pricked by a needle, the feeling of disgust was indescribable.But with a thought, he knew that with Duan Muren's brutal temper, maybe he really dared to make himself unable to step down in front of others, and for the present plan, he had to endure the humiliation for the time being.Stepping over the crowd and walking forward, he greeted with a smile as usual: "Uncle."

Duan Muren turned his head to look at him, suddenly smiled, then put his hand on his shoulder, squeezed through layers of clothes: "Jiali, you came early."

Shen Jiali carried his hand, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, but he still had a smile on his face: "Everyone came early today, why don't you hurry up early?"

Duan Muren turned to the crowd, let go of his hand, and patted Shen Jiali on the back lightly: "That's the reason. The arrival time of the special train is not certain. Once the train arrives but we don't, it will be a big joke! "

All the bureaucrats nodded in agreement, and seeing that Xi Gong and Director Shen still called each other affectionately in public, it can be seen that they indeed have an extraordinary friendship. No wonder Shen Jiali, an ordinary person, was able to rise to a high position so quickly.

Duan Muren sat down on the seat next to Shen Jiali, and let out his gaze to scan the room.The others did not dare to continue laughing and chatting, each of them devoted [-]% of their attention to drinking tea and smoking, trying their best to appear busy.And Shen Jiali used to sit side by side with Duan Zhicheng before, now he is really tired of having such an old man by his side - but he never dared to show it, and even had to wink and pour tea and pass cigarettes for Xi Gong.

Duan Muren folded his arms in front of his chest, was silent at first, then suddenly said in a low voice: "Come to my house tomorrow afternoon!"

Shen Jiali was startled for a moment, bowed his head and did not answer.Duan Muren glanced at him, and then smiled meaningfully—he actually has a handsome appearance and hasn't put on weight yet, but for some reason, it always makes people feel that his face is full of flesh.

After waiting for more than an hour, the special train of General Nanfang finally roared into the station.Everyone walked out of the lounge and stood on the platform in twos and threes.Representatives from all walks of life also came forward in a line holding bouquets of fake flowers dyed and tied with silk.After a lot of military music, the southern general, like a beauty, got off the train after long-awaited calls.

This southern general is a thin, dry middle-aged man who doesn't look like much.Duan Muren strode forward and gave him a warm welcome.After he finished speaking, the journalists rushed up and frantically took pictures of the southern general.The Southern general raised his white-gloved right hand, waved in all directions, and his face was about to burst into a smile. Just when he was proud, he suddenly saw his body tilted and fell to the ground, almost rolling under the train.The journalists in the front row didn't understand why at first, but they saw it clearly at a glance, and immediately exclaimed: "The general has been shot! There are assassins!"

There was immediate chaos in the train station.Those bureaucrats in the government usually looked at the majesty and arrogance, but at this moment, they all had the courage to run away; only Duan Muren stood still, commanding the military and police to bomb the ground, while pushing away the journalists who were in the way. Squeezing Shen Jiali who was about to run away: "Run your mother, don't you want to live?"

Shen Jiali didn't know why, so he struggled and replied loudly: "There are stray bullets!"

Duan Muren grabbed him tightly, pulled out a pistol from the waist of the military police next to him, and squatted down with his back against the train.At this time, the southern general had been carried away by the soldiers, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive; the station was full of chaos, and representatives from all walks of life were crying and trying to run away, but they were smashed back by the Japanese military police with the butt of their guns. .

Shen Jiali shivered and squatted beside Duan Muren, knowing that he had made a mistake this time.Regardless of whether the southern general is dead or alive, I'm afraid I can't get rid of it-things are terrible!