Reason is still chaotic

Shen Jiali returned to Peiping.

The chauffeur, Xiaoliang, has been idling in Shen's house in Tianjin these days, and now he is also going to Peiping with him.Of course, Shen Jiali didn't expect to use him to drive a car, but Xiaoliang used to love to play with Shen Zichun the most, and now he is raising him in the front yard to do some chores. When Shen Jiali sees this kid every day when he walks in, he feels that Shen Zichun seems to be still alive. Same at home.

Shen Jiali missed Shen Zichun very much.

In the past, this child was not noisy, and always seemed to be nothing; but now it is really "nothing", and Shen Jiali can't tell what kind of loneliness it is - he is sitting in a square and clean courtyard, I just feel that the surrounding sky is blue and wild, and the mighty wind blows from north to south, sweeping everything away.

But he had to grit his teeth and hold on, he couldn't create another Shen Zijing for himself.

At night, when he was lying on the bed, he would sometimes touch his side subconsciously.Shen Zichun's sleeping appearance is very heroic, stretching his arms and kicking his legs, and his arms and legs are very long.He always felt that the bed was not big enough, so he had to gather the other party's limbs in a daze, and put them into a smooth and big boy.

The bed is roomy enough now because the big boy has gone home.

Shen Jiali suffered from insomnia, but there wasn't even a Tian Bao'er beside him to warm the bed.He turned on the light and sat leaning against the head of the bed, smoking one cigarette after another, turning his mind to his official career.

His official career was dangerous, and as he thought about it, he couldn't fall asleep even more.

Within a few days of this, news came from Tianjin that Feng Guanying had committed a serious crime of "communism". Even Lao Tzu and his son were sent to prison together, and the house was ransacked by the Japanese.

Shen Jiali was taken aback when he heard this. He didn't expect Duan Muren to be so ruthless. Not only would he bring Feng Guanying down, but he would also kill him. Pass.

Right now, he and Duan Muren are in a secret war, neither fighting nor communicating, basically in a state of going their own way.Thinking of the plight of Feng's family, he felt very insecure, so he turned around the group that Xingfu Jiro had won over.Xingfu Jiro is more arrogant now, because his own brother, Xingfu Taro Dazuo is indeed about to leave Xinjing for Peiping.

Jiro is inferior to Taro in every way, so Jiro eagerly looks forward to Taro's arrival.

Shen Jiali now eats well and dresses well, but he has no spiritual enjoyment at all.He doesn't like that kind of feasting and entertainment, and he absolutely doesn't touch opium and other things; Ma Tianlong went to Baoding for military training a long time ago, and now there is no news.He couldn't have fun by eating with Xingfu Jiro every day, and when he was bored, he began to concentrate on making money.

The Japanese are almost encouraging the corruption of Chinese bureaucrats. As long as the Chinese don't learn well, they can do anything.The law and order movement was carried out wave after wave. Every time there was a "movement", Shen Jiali would send out patrols to arrest suspects all over the street.Once the suspect is in jail, it's time for him to ask for money.

His thoughts are very meticulous, according to the origin and family background of the suspect, he puts a price on each life of the suspect; if the unlucky family really cannot make ends meet, he can ask someone to negotiate the price with him—as long as he is brave enough if.

As for the poor people, who can't even keep a mouth shut, they naturally have no money to pay for their lives, so they have to wait to die after being tortured.Every life is a result of the "Security Movement", and the results are getting better every time. The Japanese are very satisfied, and Xingfu Jiro has become Shen Jiali's good friend.

Shen Jiali signed each document very calmly, not knowing how many living people died under his pen.He never associates himself with the executioner, because he doesn't even know how to use a pistol; he didn't hang the heads on the archway and telephone poles by himself.

His greatest pleasure now is to count the wealth.He still doesn't believe in UnionPay coupons; so he looks for traces of gold all day long. Without gold, the ocean is good.

In the dead of night, he still missed Shen Zichun.

"This silly boy..." He said to himself in his heart: "... What's so good about the poor family of the second child? Silly boy, stupid, even for the sake of money, he shouldn't leave me ah!"

He let out a long sigh, and then thought: "I have mentioned the adoption to him several times, but he doesn't understand what I mean at all. Stupid, stupid to death! With my wealth, how many people will recognize me as a father Well, why doesn’t this kid know the benefits of money?”

He tossed and turned on the bed, no matter how he lay down, he didn't feel right.Then he suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, and got out of bed in a thin nightgown.

His right leg was a little uncomfortable, and his bones ached faintly, and he couldn't use his strength.He stood there and stomped his feet, then tapped the light switch, and walked to the large western-style cabinet in the bright light.

Reaching out to open the cabinet door, he slowly mobilized his leg muscles and squatted down, and found a large stack of folded thick woolen coats and lint robes from the lower compartment.These are all the clothes that Shen Zichun wore last year, now pick out a few good ones, and let Xiao Liang take them to Tianjin tomorrow.Shen Jiali did not believe that Shen Jiayi was willing to spend money to make thick clothes for his son for the winter.

Now, Shen Jiali's comment on Shen Zichun has only one word - "stupid".

Shen Jiali missed Shen Zichun terribly, but she didn't feel at all that she was hurt by unrequited love.Xiao Liang came back from Tianjin to deliver the clothes, and stood in front of him with his hands down to report: "Master, my nephew and young master are doing well, and I want to say hello to you."

Shen Jiali examined Xiao Liang's image - Xiao Liang is not a pretty person, but he is refreshing and cute, and he is an honest and good boy.

"Xiao Chun is at home, how is life going?" He asked emotionlessly.

Xiao Liang replied with a smile: "Master Nephew doesn't have much to do at home, it seems that he is boring, and he has lost weight."

Shen Jiali's heart immediately moved: "Why did you lose weight?"

"It's said that I had a cold last month, and I didn't take the medicine right. It took half a month to get better, and I lost weight."

Shen Jiali nodded, feeling relieved, one word echoed in his mind: "Stupid!"

Shen Jiali thought that Shen Zichun was stupid in everything, even if he caught a cold and took the wrong medicine, he was also stupid.However, after saying this for a few days, he accidentally blew cold wind and became fatigued.

He prides himself on being extremely smart, taking rest and taking medicine step by step.It's a pity that his cleverness is really insignificant and not worth mentioning in front of the serious illness - but after a few days, he couldn't get out of bed; a few days later, he developed pneumonia and was directly moved to the hospital.

He didn't have any relatives around him, so he wanted to take the opportunity to call Shen Zichun over, but after thinking about it, he knew that Shen Zichun already had little love for him, and now seeing his coughing and wheezing sick face, he would probably avoid it even more.Thinking of this, he dismissed the idea.

Xiaoliang grew up by his side since he was a child, and was brought all the way from Tianjin to Peiping by him, so he is now considered the closest person.Shen Jiali knew that he was clean, so he called him into the ward and took care of him personally.

Xiaoliang, he is a good person, but after dealing with cars for a long time, he is not tactful and smart enough for people.Whatever Shen Jiali asked him to do, he would do; if Shen Jiali didn't let him order him, he would have no work in his eyes.

Shen Jiali knew that he had no heart and was a good boy who was stupid, so he didn't criticize him too much.On the other hand, he was more afraid of Shen Jiali, and had nowhere to go in broad daylight, so he simply huddled in the corner of the ward without making a sound.When Shen Jiali saw him avoiding cats and mice, he was also weird, so he simply drove him away when nothing happened.

Shen Jiali had many things on his mind, and there was no one around him who knew what was cold and what was hot.After staying in the hospital in a daze for a few days, his condition became severe and he even started to cough up blood.

He was frightened, and hurriedly tried every means to mobilize high-grade medicine for himself.Knowing that the source of the hemoptysis was lung injury, he hated Duan Muren even more.But he knew that he was absolutely incapable of bringing down the opponent, so he could only engage in positional warfare, not talking about offense, but only defense.

While hating, he was also afraid.He knew that once he lost his identity as police chief and the thousands of people under his command, he would immediately become a fish on the cutting board and be slaughtered.Now only the Japanese have the strength to support him-if he can keep on good terms with the Japanese.

Shen Jiali lay silently in the hospital, not daring to say anything, for fear that outsiders would find out that he was weak and would sneak in.He has indeed received the best treatment, and the scarce and precious western medicines are also used casually; however, probably because of his serious heart disease, his physical recovery is very slow.When the pneumonia was about to recover, he was discharged from the hospital ahead of schedule, pretending to be unharmed like a ghost, and went home.

It was already December at this time, the weather was very cold, the air was dry like ice knives, stabbing people's faces one after another along the cold wind.Both the internal and external environment are not conducive to Shen Jiali's illness, and there is only one thing that can make him feel happy from the bottom of his heart - he has joined forces with the big opium dealers from Zhangjiakou, and started a good business that is worth a lot of money!

Since the Japanese came, opium has become very popular, but all of them are monopolized by the Soil Industry Federation, and the guards in the opium warehouses are all Japanese military police.Such a good business naturally has no reason to make the officials rich. The official land is circulated on the open side, while the private land is traded secretly.It is a capital crime to buy and sell tobacco and soil privately. If you want to survive and make money, you have to find a way out.

The Smoking Control Bureau and the police station can all help. Wherever the opium dealers go, it counts. Anyway, whichever side has real power.While accepting the tribute from the opium dealers, Shen Jiali made a fortune from this business, sitting at home.The torrent of banknotes swept in, washing away a lot of the troubles in his heart.