Chapter 5 5. Yunong’s father is Laoguan

Lao Guan had only admired old Ziggs all his life, and at this moment he couldn't help admiring: Old Ziggs was really clever, saying that the young master was coming, and he really came.He took Ding Shaomei's package in his hand, and bent forward to lead the way. Laoguan used to be an old servant of the Ding family, and Emperor Xuantong left his family the year he ascended the throne in Manchukuo.His new residence is at the western end of Edinburgh Road, on the edge of the British Concession. It is a small three-story building with a flat roof of warped bricks, which is very decent.Right now, in order to avoid the Japanese, countless rich people are squeezing into the concessions, and housing prices and rents are skyrocketing. Those who can afford such a house must be rich people.

Lao Guan also got rich!It is easy to get rich in troubled times, but it is also easy to lose money.Ding Shaomei was very touched.He had no money on him, couldn't afford a car, and walked all the way from the abalone restaurant, sweating a lot, being blown by the strong spring wind, dizzy, and a little unsteady on his feet. "Your young master has a cold. It's okay. After two doses of medicine, you will feel sweaty and feel relieved immediately." The doctor Lao Guan invited is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. His fingernails are one inch long, the same as that of old Ziggs. Old, about seventy years old.

Ding Shaomei's eyelids were heavy, and she was hungry, but her mouth was bitter, she didn't want to eat, so she fell asleep.The upstairs room was very comfortable and the Soviet blanket was warm enough for a good night's sleep.Sadly, he was always killing people like a dream but not a dream, killing the same person again and again. That person was wearing a coat with a family crest on it, and he couldn't make out his face, and the ceiling was stained red by the splash of blood. What weapon was used?Is it a knife?What knife?Could it be Toyo Knife?Looking down, it turned out to be a wood-chopping ax with its blade curled up. It was black and heavy, like a murder weapon.

The Japanese man's head was split open by him, his brows and eyes were blurred, and his hands and feet were still shaking.Killing you is just a start, move your hands and feet, the real killing is yet to come, he said to himself again.Who else should kill?He looked around, as calm as a cheetah that hadn't eaten enough, and felt that his legs and feet had never been so convenient. Someone pushed him violently from behind and said: You fool.He leaned forward and saw that he was about to fall into the abyss.Looking back, seeing blood on the man's neck, he stretched out his hand to push him, while the hands and feet of the dead Japanese corpse on the ground were still shaking.

"Strange thing!" he said to himself. "I'm finally waking up. This night is scary." A young woman's voice was soft and soft. Ding Shaomei's eyelashes were glued together, and she couldn't open them for a while, only a glimmer of light came in, and she saw a figure with short hair reaching her ears. "Old Ziggs called and came here before noon." The man's voice was like sandpaper grinding, it was Lao Guan, paused, and said again: "Yu'er, don't let him see you. This old lunatic, When I saw you, I wanted to drag you in." "Mr. Giggs is an authentic British man, he talks about inheritance, who made you and Uncle Ding the only ones in your group who are Chinese? However, I will not do business with him for the time being. I have my own intelligence business. Unlike you, you are all too old-fashioned and can't keep up with the changes of the times." The woman kept talking, and at the same time wiped Ding Shaomei's face with a moist hot towel.

"Don't do anything dangerous, little Japan is a beast. You are the only daughter, please be good." "You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of myself. Yo, you're awake." Ding Shaomei finally saw clearly that this was Yu Nong, who was more mature than when he saw him off three years ago, with a bulging chest and full of motherhood, still cute with a small nose and a small mouth.Although she was the daughter of a servant when she was in Ding's house, she was not a servant, but a female student who lived in Ding's house. Lao Guan gave her an excellent education, and Mr. Lao Ding also called her Miss Guan on weekdays. , given considerable courtesy.

"Sister Yu, I'm hungry." As soon as he saw Yunong, he had the feeling of being at home when he was young, lazy and warm, his heart was sore, and tears flowed down.The two of them grew up together, and Yunong was only half a year older than him, so there was nothing to be ashamed of. "You take good care of it, don't worry about anything, don't worry when I'm here," Yunong said. "Without my master, there would be no me, Laoguan, you can just live here." Laoguan was also very excited. "Master is a tough guy and doesn't bother others. If he knew the business was not good, he would have told me that he was holding on, but he still fell down."

"Thank you, Lao Guan." Ding Shaomei said. Lao Guan is also in his sixties, but as long as he has a master-servant relationship, this title can never be changed for a lifetime. When old Ziggs came in, Ding Shaomei was wearing Lao Guan's pajamas, short and small, feeling uncomfortable all over, her face was flushed red, not as sallow as the day before. Yunong went to the newspaper office, but Lao Guan didn't show up either. "Mr. Ding," still eating words, the old Ziggs simply swallowed that gentleman's "sheng". "I heard that you are ill, so I made a special trip to visit and talk about some business by the way."

"Let's talk about it if you have something to say." Wearing such shorts and jacket to meet customers is more like a mental problem. "However, I won't work for you." First get rid of old Giggs's thoughts, and then force him to tell the truth.The intelligence of foreigners is different from that of Chinese people, no matter how treacherous they are, they are straight-hearted.Ding Shaomei's three years of studying abroad have not been in vain, and now his head is not noisy, and his train of thought is very clear. Old Ziggs had clear eyes and said, "I want to do something for you..."

Ding Shaomei was speechless. "I know about Mr. Lao Ding's tragic death in Changchun, and I also know what you want to do." He just glanced at old Giggs without moving. "You want to kill, kill the Japanese." He put a smile on the corner of his mouth. "But I don't believe you have the courage, nor do you have the ability. You can pretend to be a sportsman at Oxford, but courage has nothing to do with physical strength, and cruelty has nothing to do with anger." The smile twisted at the corner of Ding Shaomei's mouth.He closed his eyes to keep from scowling.The runner-up of the ten-mile long run is not blown out, no courage?

Old Ziggs said: "Don't look at me, old man. I killed people back then, and I can still kill people now. Your father Lao Ding did it too. During the Russo-Japanese War, we killed a lot of people." His eyes opened.This is the news about Daddy, the news that shocked him.Daddy has always been an elegant man who sells antiques, can kill people? "Your father has a nickname, 'Licorice Mixture'." "What do you mean?" Ding Shaomei had no choice but to speak. He knew that this would give old Ziggs the upper hand, but he had to. "It's not a big deal, it's just a compliment to your father's poison, always mixed with some licorice, honey and the like, saying it's to adjust the taste. I haven't tried it, so I don't want to comment on it." The old man Giggs' eyes were closed instead, his head was shaking slightly, his expression was hard to figure out.His pastor's stiff collar was washed white and shaved, and his black dress was really clean. Coupled with the words in his mouth, he looked evil. "What on earth does my father do? What does it have to do with you?" "It's inconvenient to say more now. You should tell me the news left by Mr. Lao Ding." "I will be responsible for what my father left behind; I will avenge my father's revenge myself, and it has nothing to do with you. Since you don't want to tell me the truth, then don't waste time, please go back." When foreigners talk about politeness, it's just a wink for the blind, so it's better to be straightforward. "I can give you a chance to take revenge, I'm afraid you're not that kind of material." Old Ziggs can even say shocking idioms. "I didn't want you to think highly of me either. You'll know if it's the material or not." Ding Shaomei really wanted to smoke a cigarette. This old Giggs is not a good person and can be used.Ding Shaomei thinks it's good to have such a start, one can't pick and choose when it comes to revenge, as long as it's useful, it doesn't matter who it is?After thinking about it, this old Giggs might be anti-Japanese too. The Germans want to occupy the Atlantic Ocean, and the Japanese dream of swallowing the Pacific Ocean. The British and the Japanese have a conflict of interest in Asia. There's nothing wrong with that. Old Giggs is also quite satisfied with this conversation.This Chinese boy is not as elegant as his father, but he is crazy and difficult to deal with.But what he needs most is this kind of "madman", a "madman" with enough intelligence. In wartime, he can't do anything without being crazy. At the same time, he is also very relieved, Ding Shaomei has no money on him, so he can only stay here, not afraid that he will sneak away, this is a young master, without money, he can't do anything.He had already figured out these things a long time ago, so he felt very at ease. "For Mr. Lao Ding, I have an arrangement for you, a very interesting arrangement." As long as you are willing to join the group, everything will be easy to handle, and the money is too much to count.Old Giggs was extremely enthusiastic about the young man in front of him, and before leaving the house, he said this sentence full of expectations.