Reason is still chaotic

On New Year's Eve, Duan Muren did two things, one big and one small.

The big thing is that he launched a public security strengthening campaign, which almost bloodbathed the whole city; the chief of the general staff of the Japanese dispatched army learned of this before returning to China, and immediately praised him, and also expressed that he would praise Chairman Duan's achievements to the emperor .

Compared with this big thing, the small things seem to be a little worth mentioning——seeing that Shen Jiali surrendered to him and was sincerely convinced, he adopted the policy of slapping a sweet date, and stuffed the beloved general on the bed. Into the Ministry of Education.He knew that Shen Jiali was a little clever, and that if he took advantage of the wind, he would make waves, so he no longer gave him the real power of life and death, but only settled him properly so that he could have a status in society; and tied him with an official position, It can also prevent him from changing his idle life and dreaming wildly.

Shen Jiali didn't have any opinion on this, and even felt that this was better, because the position of the General Administration of Education seemed to be more in line with his identity and temperament.He doesn't know anything about education, so of course he doesn't go to work on a daily basis, but he can receive a generous amount of money and food every month, and he is not a white man, that is enough.

After New Year's Day, Shen Jiali received a letter from Duan Zhicheng.The letter is written in vernacular, with a bit of literary accent, writing about myself "I don't know what crime I committed in my previous life, and I am going to be reborn as the son of a tyrant in this life"; shackles, resisting his repression".

The "he" in the letter obviously refers to Duan Muren.

Shen Jiali shook his head and continued to read, only to see that it said: "I know you are a realist, and you are not willing to abandon everything and follow me. But if you stay here, I will never see you again possible, unless..."

After the ellipsis, he went on to write: "Thinking that you are burdened by our love and have to submit to the torture and insult of that tyrant, I really gave birth to the most disrespectful and unfilial thoughts. But I can never do that, because After all, he is my father, Jiali, I am so sorry for you. Thinking about this every night, I will be sleepless in pain."

At the end of the letter, Duan Zhicheng said: "Jiali, wish you well every day. Your figure appears in front of my eyes all the time, but I hope you will completely forget about me."

The signature is also unique: "Love you coward."

Shen Jiali struck a match and burned the letter.

Because he had suffered enough from Duan Muren, now he couldn't help holding an attitude of respecting Duan Zhicheng's affection.Besides, the relationship between the two can be called love or cheating, it is difficult to define.In retrospect, it just feels confusing.

But after all, it was a good time, Shen Jiali sighed and sighed, and after the sigh, it was all over.

It stands to reason that he should answer a letter. He sat in front of the writing desk with the letter paper and fountain pen ready, but when he picked up the pen, he didn't know where to start.After hesitating for a long time, he finally put away the pen and paper, thinking that this letter could not be written, if the news leaked to Duan Muren's ears, he might die because of it.

Years ago, Xiaoliang drove him to the streets in a car to buy New Year's goods in a big shop jointly run by China and Japan, and prepared to bring them back to Tianjin as gifts during the New Year.Sitting alone in the back row, Shen Jiali saw two half-sized children curled up on the side of the road, dirty and tattered, half dead from cold and hunger.He is not a sympathetic person, and he has always turned a blind eye to beggars, but today for some reason, when he saw the two half-grown children who were dying, he suddenly thought of Shen Zichun.

Then he started to tremble involuntarily, and his breath became uneven, as if he was going to have a sudden illness, but his face was expressionless, not his heart was surging.He swallowed dryly, feeling distressed.

It was really painful, as if a big hand was holding onto his heart, pulling it toward his throat.He didn't catch his breath, and when he paused for breath, he thought: "It's the Chinese New Year, where is Xiao Chun?"

Immediately, the tone caught up, making him take a deep breath as if he had just woken up from a dream.He ordered Xiao Liang to stop and retreat, he opened the car window, took out a few banknotes and threw them to the little beggars.When the little beggar saw the life-saving star, he hurriedly struggled to snatch the banknotes, and said auspicious words to thank him.The car continued to drive forward, and Shen Jiali prayed to God in his heart: "God, I did a good deed today, don't let me do it for nothing. If Xiaochun is also starving and freezing now, your old man will definitely send him a good man to save him."

The purchase of new year's goods went smoothly, and Shen Jiali thought about sending some of it to Xing'er.That night when he went to bed, he vaguely dreamed that he was carrying a heavy suitcase and walking in a desolate and decaying wilderness.There is a continuous stream of pedestrians in front and behind, as if they want to escape collectively.He suffered from an old injury on his leg, and he took every step with great difficulty. He felt angry in his heart, and suddenly saw a child in rags squatting in the distance, it was Shen Zichun.

This Shen Zichun was still about fourteen or fifteen years old, obedient and thin.Shen Jiali became ecstatic, and called Xiao Chun loudly, telling the other party "the third uncle is here".However, Shen Zichun raised his head and gave him a blank look, his face was earthy, as if he was about to die of hunger, and he remained silent.Shen Jiali ran for his life in a hurry, and when he saw Shen Zichun's stupid face, a ball of anger erupted in his heart, and he ran towards Shen Zichun with his big suitcase.His legs hurt, and the box was heavy. The person in front of him passed by layer by layer, and he couldn't push or push him away.He hated to kill someone, and scolded Shen Zichun while sweating—it was when his anger and anxiety reached the extreme that he suddenly woke up sweating profusely!

Putting on his clothes and sitting up, he got out of bed and turned on the light, drenched in sweat and dazed.

This dream stimulated him, thinking of Shen Zichun's insensitive appearance in the dream, he panicked, suspecting that the child was dead.In a hurry, he lit a cigarette for himself, and he took a few puffs in succession.The blue smoke of tobacco rose upwards, making him feel a little warm.

He hated Shen Zichun, hated him for being capricious, ruthless, and stupid!

The smoke diffused under the electric light, making his face look somewhat unreal.Shen Jiali unknowingly cast aside her hatred, and couldn't help but miss Shen Zichun—missing his childishness, his gluttony, his short hair, and his big feet.

He thought that this damned puppy should at least give him some news, even if it was just about life and death!

From then on, Shen Jiali would dream of Shen Zichun every now and then.Shen Zichun in the dream was never decent, either begging for food or dying.He repeatedly jumped into a rage in his dreams, and always failed at the moment when he wanted to catch Shen Zichun.

He went back to Tianjin during the Spring Festival, and went straight to his second brother's house for the New Year as usual.

Because the eldest son is still missing so far, although the second sister-in-law of the Shen family still has rice and white noodles to eat, she is still very happy.Shen Jiayi and Second Miss didn't care, they were looking for happiness as usual.Shen Jiali watched his second brother's actions with cold eyes, feeling a little chilled - but his second brother has always been thoughtless and often wants to chill the hearts of his relatives, so there is nothing he can do about it.

Xiaoliang also went home for the New Year.

Xiaoliang's parents died early, and there was only one old grandmother, who was raised by his uncle and aunt.The old lady worked as a servant in Shen's family when she was young, and when she got old, she got a sum of money to go home to take care of her.Now that money has been blackmailed by his son and daughter-in-law, and the money is also showing tightness.Xiaoliang got the monthly money and had nowhere to spend, so he often supplemented his grandmother's life.

Now he drove the Shen Zhai car back to his uncle's house, and took a bag of flour and two bottles of oil from the car.His uncle and aunt had eaten Gonghe noodles for a long time, now that they saw such a good thing, they were naturally elated and surrounded Xiaoliang with compliments.Xiaoliang is a child at heart, happy when he hears good things.After celebrating the new year happily, he returned to Shen Jiali, and said with a smile: "Master, thank you for the noodles and oil, it really saved my life. The Gonghe noodles are not good, and it feels like I haven't eaten Yes, there is no nutrition at all."

Shen Jiali nodded with a smile, seeing that he was wearing a new trousers coat, his face was always clean, and his eyes were smiling like crescent moons, he was very pleasing to the eye; at the same time, he was looking forward to the child in Xing'er's stomach even more .