Reason is still chaotic

Duan Zhicheng had nothing to do, and he didn't want to go back to his home in Tianjin, so he spent all day thinking about how he could have a private meeting with Shen Jiali.

He searched furtively for the phone number of Shen's house, and made calls incessantly, but the person who answered the phone was not Shen Jiali himself - Shen Jiali refused to talk to him.

He hit a snag and couldn't recognize the situation clearly, he always felt that it would be better for Jiali to fall in love with him as he did before, so that he wouldn't be so heartless.He thought that his father was acting as a hindrance, and he secretly hated him, but it was only a secret hatred, because the old man had a too violent temper, and he would not allow his son to express hatred.

He lost his mind, scratching his head and shaking around, because the target was obvious, so he was scolded by Duan Muren again.

After taking down Feng Guanying, Duan Muren felt emptiness while being complacent.

He must keep a low profile and maintain his gloomy city; but behind the scenes, he is very happy and needs some celebration.But he is an impeccable old gentleman, old Hades, and he can't even smile.

At this time, the importance of Shen Jiali was revealed.

If Shen Jiali still submits to him, then at least he can vent his ecstasy.As long as the door is closed, he will create a paradise in Shen Jiali's body.However, it was so hateful that Shen Jiali was so cowardly that he was about to make a move, and openly confronted him.

Duan Muren sat steadily on the grand teacher's chair in front of the stove, keeping his expression on his face. In fact, his teeth were itchy, and he wanted to bite Shen Jiali's good flesh.Face, chest, buttocks, thighs... don't let go of any of them, if you don't force the tears out of this bastard, his surname is not Duan!

As for the son...

Looking at his only son now, Duan Muren feels that he is better than an idiot, perhaps not as good as Liu Adou in the Three Kingdoms period, but fortunately his wife is still smarter.Duan Muren hoped that his wife could win over and manage his son and protect him for the rest of his life.

Duan Muren started to attack Shen Jiali, and Shen Jiali immediately noticed it.

Shen Jiali has too many handles on the outside, and it would be a capital offense to catch any of them casually.The problem is that today is not a reasonable society, and Xingfu Jiro not only has an enmity with Kikuyama Naoto, but recently even Duan Muren's other adviser, Kojima, has also been offended by him.

As early as when Xingfu Jiro was in Tianjin, he once had a fight with Kojima, and he won with fists and kicks, but it didn't come down to actual benefits, and his military rank was one level lower than Kojima.This happened a long time ago, and it was supposed to be in the past, but I didn't expect that the two of them met a few days ago, and for some reason they talked about the old score, and there was another quarrel.

Xingfu Jiro hated Jushan and Xiaodao, so naturally he couldn't love Duan Muren.He is willing to lift Shen Jiali up, and then become the Supreme Emperor of Beiping himself.Shen Jiali did not have such great ambitions, and thought that with Xingfu Jiro's aptitude, he had no hope of becoming the Supreme Emperor in this life.The only capital of Xingfu Jiro lies in his nationality - at this moment, who would dare to offend Japanese soldiers?

Xingfu Jiro has limited strategies, and chats with Shen Jiali all day long, discussing intrigues and tricks, while waiting for Xingfu Taro's arrival.

The assassination case at the railway station was uncovered, and Shen Jiali was targeted. "Unfavorable handling of affairs" is the basis of all crimes. As long as this one is confirmed, other crimes can be embellished at will, and people will be put to death all the time.

Shen Jiali didn't want to die, so he cooperated with Xingfu Jiro to suppress the assassination case again.If public opinion dares to criticize him, he will report it, and take the newspaper to the newspaper office in person.

He himself is gentle and refuses to use a gun, but the guards are like wolves, really daring to kill.He doesn't seek victory, he only seeks chaos. He has turned the officialdom in Beiping into a pile of mud, and no one can get out of it cleanly.At the same time, he launched a whistle-blowing campaign in the police station, holding small meetings every day, selecting only three or four people at a time, and forcing them to speak ill of their colleagues.As soon as the bad words came out, the man couldn't help but feel guilty and suspicious; so when it came to the Chinese New Year, everyone in the police station was in danger and all became sneaky.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Jiali withdrew a group of old people and replaced them with a group of new people, and received another group of generous gifts along the way.

During the New Year, he still stayed in Peiping due to his busy schedule, but he asked Xiaoliang to bring a gift back to Tianjin, which was a little allowance and greeting for the second brother.

In addition, he also gave Xiao Liang a check; and Xiao Liang lived up to his high expectations, so he slipped the check to Shen Zichun and said in a low voice: "Young master, the master said that you have grown up now, and you can't hold it in your hand." You don’t have any money. You can spend the 1 yuan as you like, and if you send him a telegram, he will remit the money to you without letting others know.”

Shen Zichun stayed at home for the past few months, and what he saw and heard made him feel very unbearable.Holding the check in his hand, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to cry: "Is Third Uncle okay?"

"It's okay, I don't have a tuberculosis. As long as my legs don't hurt, I won't be lame."

Shen Zichun nodded, and said vaguely as if talking to himself: "He thought he was in good health!"

Xiaoliang nodded again and again: "Yes, master is rarely sick."

Shen Zichun asked again: "Does Third Uncle miss me?"

Xiaoliang replied blankly: "I don't know, I haven't heard him say that!"

After Xiao Liang left, Shen Zichun went back to the bedroom sullenly with the check in his pocket.

He wanted to visit Shen Jiali, but what would happen after meeting?Hug, kiss, then go to bed and do that?

If there is no love, "that thing" is also difficult to do.

Shen Zichun was lying on his back on the bed, without taking off his shoes, his legs were stretched out, and his feet were resting on the brass headboard of the bed.For some reason, since returning home, he has become more and more filthy, gradually becoming as filthy as this home.

He didn't want to see himself become like this, he was still young, and he still had time to save himself.The world he was in was already a pool of stagnant water, he had to find opportunities by himself to rush into the sea.

He closed his eyes in great pain, thinking that he had no conscience, and would never be sorry for his third uncle.

Shen Jiali was busy until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, feeling that the situation was under his control, so he happily wanted to go back to Tianjin to celebrate the festival with his second brother's family.Unexpectedly, before he left, Shen Jiayi ran over by himself.

He was very surprised, and asked inexplicably: "Second brother, why are you here at this time?"

Shen Jiayi was in a state of panic, and after closing the door, he saw that there was no one around, so he sat down on the sofa, raised his hand and slapped his thigh: "Third brother!"

After shouting, he saw a cup of warm tea on the coffee table, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then continued with a pale face, "Oops! Xiaochun ran away!"

Shen Jiali immediately froze on the ground: "Run away?"

Shen Jiayi leaned forward and lowered his voice as if seeing a ghost: "Didn't he run away? He also left a letter saying that he didn't want to be a subjugated slave - but he is a child, with no money and no knowledge, and he can still go to Chongqing No?"

Shen Jiali became stiff and numb from head to toe, as if someone had poured cold water on his head—Shen Zichun may indeed be ignorant, but he has money!

Although Shen Jiayi was heartless, he lost a tall son out of thin air, and he also cried in dismay: "Hmph, what do you think we should do? There are wars everywhere outside, and he was also spoiled and raised, how can he bear it?" Suffering? What if..."

He didn't go on talking, he only picked up the teacup in a panic, and took another big sip.

At this moment, Shen Jiali dragged his legs and took a step forward: "Where's the letter?"

Shen Jiayi raised his head and told him: "Burn it. At this time, there is someone who doesn't want to be a subjugated slave in the family, so what's the matter? If someone reports it, the whole family will go to prison. So after I read it, I burned it." .”

Hearing this, Shen Jiali didn't know what it was like, he just felt a raging fire ignited in his chest, attacking the top of his head and heart, a heart was burned to bloody flesh, throbbing with severe pain.Taking another step closer to Shen Jiayi, he wanted to speak, but when his eyes went dark, he felt his world spinning, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Seeing this, Shen Jiayi jumped up with a cry of surprise, hurried over to help him up, shouted loudly, and pinched him fiercely.

After a while, Shen Jiali woke up leisurely.

He was paralyzed on the ground and unable to get up, this time he really understood the feeling of "wanting to cry without tears".

Shen Zichun's leaving without saying goodbye made him feel extremely sad, and besides the sadness, he was also endlessly worried—there was chaos in the army, how far could this bastard run?Where can I go?Besides, he is not the kind of kid who grows up in the mud, he is a young master, if he suffers hardships on the road, how can he endure it?

He is just a third uncle, and even a father can maintain his normal state, so he is not in a good position to die.Seeing that he was lost, Shen Jiayi used a little strength to lift him up and send him to the sofa to sit down.And he leaned against the second elder brother's arms and panted for a long time, and finally he only said one sentence: "This kid is so naive."