Chapter 29 28

Whether intentional or unintentional, Mr. Guan seems to have a certain way of making friends.He is always the most affectionate with the newest friend.This may be due to the desire to make friends.As soon as the new energy passes, the heat will gradually dissipate, like steamed buns that have been cooled. Now, Lan Dongyang is Mr. Guan's baby. Even if we know the reason Mr. Guan is most affectionate with his newest friend, we can't help admiring his skill.This skill is hardly the result of hard study, but almost all of it is the product of genius.Mr. Guan's most genius is "boring".Only by grasping that everything is boring - boring laughing, boring questions and answers, boring teeth showing, boring blinking eyes, boring saying that the earth is round, or that the biscuits are hot and delicious... can hit it off , regard a friend who meets for the first time as his own sibling, or even more affectionate than his own sibling.And only in a culture where no useful thing can be done and everything wastes time must be done, like the culture in Peking, can a boring genius find all the tools for application like a fish in water.Mr. Guan is not only a genius, but also happens to be from Peking.

On the contrary, Lan Dongyang is uneducated, even though he has lived in Beiping for more than ten years.Mr. Lan has great ambitions.Because of his great ambition, he almost forgot that Beiping is a cultural area; although he brazenly called himself a cultural engineer, he never paid attention to the content and problems of culture in terms of life and learning.What he cares most about is how to get rights, women, money, and the title of a false artist. Therefore, with Guan Xiaohe's superficiality and boredom, Lan Dongyang would be "frightened" into a daze.He almost doesn't know how to prepare and eat the tobacco, alcohol, rice, and tea mentioned by Xiao He.When the dinner and wine of Guan's family was served, he admired Mr. Guan even more—Mr. Guan was not bragging, but really enjoyed it.When he first arrived in Peiping, he thought that eating Tianjin steamed stuffed buns or sausages and millet porridge in Dong'an Market was a way to enjoy himself.After living there for a few years, he realized that the western food at the West Station and the Chinese food at Dongxing Building are the only acceptable food.Today, he realized that no matter how delicate the vegetables and rice sold in the shop are, they cannot be called the art of life; There is a lot of attention to food, fragrance, taste, and cups; this is eating and drinking, but also history and art.Yes, Mr. Guan did not prepare a whole table of banquets; but the few dishes he made at home were not available in all the restaurants in Peking.Except for the Japanese, Lan Dongyang has never been easy to admire people.Now, he admires Mr. Guan.

Besides drinking and eating, he also felt a warm wind blowing from Mr. Guan's eyes, nose, mouth, eyebrows, and throat.This is the kind of wind when the peach blossoms are in bloom. It doesn't feel cold on the face, and it makes people feel a bit of peach color in their hearts and itches, which is very comfortable.Mr. Guan's kindness and thoughtfulness made Dongyang cry.He always thought he was oppressed, because his manuscripts were often returned due to language barriers; today, Mr. Guan called him a poet as soon as he entered the door, and asked him to read aloud once or twice after drinking two glasses of wine. a poem of his own.His poems are so short that it takes no effort to recite them.After he finished reading, Mr. Guan applauded with his mouth open.After clapping his hands, his mouth hadn't closed yet; after finally closing, he said very seriously: "It's so crooked! It's so crooked! It's really so crooked!" Poet Lan laughed so hard that his mouth that had been hanging upwards The eyeball was completely hanging into the temple, and it didn't fall down for a long time.

It takes a lot of courage to flatter people.Mr. Guan has a lot of courage - he will be completely shameless. "Gaudi!" Mr. Guan called his eldest daughter affectionately. "Don't you like new literature and art? Learn from Dongyang!" Then he said to Dongyang: "Dongyang, take a female student!" Dongyang didn't answer.He thinks about women day and night, but when he sees a woman, he can't speak seriously. Gaudi bowed her head, she didn't like this thin, dirty and ugly poet. Mr. Guan originally hoped that his daughter would show some courtesy to the guests, but when he saw that Gaodi didn't make a sound, he quickly brought up the small magnetic jug and said to the guests, "Dongyang, we have this catty of wine, and you don't need to drink more! Let's do it first." Take a glass! Vomit! Vomit! Yes! Well, simply, this pot is yours, and you pour it yourself! Let’s drink conscience wine! Ruifeng and I will boil another pot!"

Although Ruifeng and the fat lady felt a little threatened—Dongyang was originally theirs, and now it looks like it has been taken away by Mr. Guan—but they are still very happy.One is that Da Chi Bao watched her husband use all his strength to deal with Dongyang, so she tried not to make Ruifeng and his wife feel indifferent; second, they both like to be lively, as long as there is good wine and good food to make noise, the two of them decide not to think about anything. Enough to spoil the happy things in front of you.Yi Ruifeng said that as long as he is taught to eat a good meal, it seems that there is nothing wrong with killing his head after eating.The fat lady also had another embarrassing but happy thing: Dongyang couldn't stop looking at her.She thought it was her defeating the two girls of the Guan family, and she was proud of it.In fact, whenever Dongyang sees a woman, he thinks of practical issues; when it comes to reality, he certainly thinks chubby wives are cuter than young ladies.Recruiting younger brothers will tease "toad".She smiled very prettyly, and she asked Dongyang: "Tell me, how to be a writer, okay?" Without waiting for his answer, she put forward her own opinion: "Is it okay if you don't brush your teeth or wash your face?" What about writing a good article?"

Dongyang blushed. Gao Di and You Tongfang both giggled. Naturally, Mr. Guan picked up the wine glass and nodded to Dongyang: "Come on, let me punish Zhaodi with a drink, and let's have a drink with her too. Who taught her that she is a girl!" After dinner, everyone asked Tong Fang to sing a tune.Tongfang hates "showing her true colors" when new friends are present.She said that she had a bit of a cold these two days and her throat was inconvenient.Ruifeng - who had secretly fallen in love with her for a long time - said a few words for her and relieved her.Tong Fang, in order to atone for this crime, proposed to play cards.Ruifeng had learned how powerful Guan's cards are, so he didn't dare to answer.The fat lady was a little more courageous than her husband, but she didn't show much enthusiasm.Lan Dongyang was originally a "money ruthless man", but now he was 80% drunk, and seeing so many women here, he boldly said: "I'll come! Agreed, sixteen laps! No more, no less, ten Twist the circle!" His tongue was a little awkward.

Da Chi Bao, Tong Fang, Zhao Di, Dong Yang, the four left.Zhaodi asked the fat lady to do one or two laps for her, because he was afraid that Ruifeng and his wife would get too stiff. Mr. Guan was a little drunk, took two duck pears with thin belts and gold stars, and nodded to Ruifeng.Ruifeng took a pear and followed the owner to the yard.The two slowly slipped back and forth in the shadow of the lights.Mr. Guan is indeed a little drunk.He suddenly burst out laughing.Then, he called out affectionately: "Ruifeng! Ruifeng!" Ruifeng was greedy, gnawed on the pear like a hungry monkey, chewed softly with his lips, and swallowed it before chewing it.His mouth was full of pears, so he had no choice but to agree through his nose: "Yeah!" "You criticize!" Mr. Guan said modestly, but proudly in his heart: "You criticize me, you are not welcome! You see, I entertain friends Is there anything else that is not thoughtful?"

Ruifeng is easily moved. When he saw Mr. Guan's "shameless questioning", his heart trembled several times.Quickly spat out some pear dregs, and he said, "I'm not telling lies! Yours—impeccable!" "Really? Criticize and criticize again! You see, just use this point—" He couldn't think of an appropriate word, "this point, ah——intimacy, probably associating with Japanese, will also be Is it? What do you think? Criticize!" "Sure! Sure!" Ruifeng has never served the Japanese, but he thought that as long as they provide them with good wine and good food, I am afraid they will not eat anyone alive up.

Mr. Guan smiled, but then sighed again.The drunkenness made him a little sad, and he said in his heart: "With such a skill, it's impossible to think of yourself!" Ruifeng heard the sigh, so he couldn't say anything.He doesn't like melancholy and sentimentality!Joy, even the most vain, was better for him than the noblest sorrow.He hurried to the house.Xiaohe stood alone in the courtyard with half a pear. It is said that most people who are illiterate can play cards.Dongyang played its cards well.As soon as he got started, he slapped twice in a row.Both of these were played by Mrs. Ruifeng.If she is interested, she should stop immediately and teach her younger brother to come.However, she never knows what to do, and it is inconvenient to change her style today.Ruifeng was still sensitive, but he didn't dare to hinder his wife's joy; he knew that if he taught her, he would have to sacrifice at least one night's sleep in order to listen to his wife's lectures all night.The big red bag gave the fat man a little hint, he said that the Japanese will pay for whoever puts the punch in the poker game.The fat lady still refused to come down.After hitting a circle, Da Chibao smiled and called Zhaodi: "Look at you kid, your cards can teach Mrs. Qi to get tired! Come quickly! I can teach Mrs. Qi to rest!" The fat lady had no choice but to do so Confess, blushing and saying goodbye.Ruifeng was afraid that it would not look good, so he chatted up and said, "Look at two more! It's still early!"

On the second round, Dongyang listened to the fight twice, but failed to make a fight, because he saw that the timing was still early, so he changed his call to make more fights.He is too greedy.These two fights didn't match, he lost his confidence, and the more he fought, the more he panicked and lost.He is a person who wins but never loses, and he has no brand.In writing what he considers to be criticism, he is always attacking the shortcomings of others, which are exactly what he wants to do but cannot do.When a writer is invited to give a speech, or expresses a little political opinion, he regards it as a publicity for himself; in fact, it is only because no one invites him to give a speech, and no one invites him to express any opinions.His jealousy turned to irony, and his narrowness made him look brave enough to fight.The same is true of his playing cards, when the cards are not going well.He wrestled cards, he scolded dice, he blamed others for playing slowly, he thought the lighting was wrong, he was picky about how cold the tea was.There is nothing wrong with him himself, and his failure to win is entirely due to other people's messing around.

Seeing that the situation was ominous, Ruifeng gently gave the fat lady a hand. The two did not dare to say goodbye, so as not to disturb the game, and went out secretly.Mr. Guan quickly caught up and sent them to the gate of the street. The next day, as soon as Ruifeng arrived at school, he half-jokingly mentioned Miss Gaodi to Dongyang.If Dongyang is really interested, he might as well act as a matchmaker, and catch both Lan and Guan with one stone. Seeing Dongyang, Ruifeng is not so optimistic.Dongyang's face was grey-green, and it looked like it was going to split open.He spoke first: "How much did the wine, vegetables, tea, and rice from Guan's family cost in total?" Ruifeng knew that this question might not have good intentions, but he still answered him as a kind word: "Oh, it must cost more than 20 yuan, although the dishes made at home are cheaper than those ordered; the wine It won't be cheap anymore, at least it costs four or five cents a catty!" "They beat me by eighty! That's enough for four rounds!" Dongyang's anger surged up like summer clouds, "How much will they give you?" ?" "Give it to me?" Ruifeng's small eyes were wide open. "Of course! Otherwise, I don't have the slightest relationship with them, why would you introduce me twice?" Ruifeng, even the superficial and boring Ruifeng, can't stand such a ruthless, dirty, attack.All the veins in his little dry head jumped.He clearly knows that Dongyang is not easy to provoke and shouldn't be offended, but he can't be too soft, for the sake of face, he can't be too soft!He resorted to the Peking people's way of saluting first and punching later: "Are you joking, or—" "I'm not kidding! I lost money!" "Can you win or lose in poker? Don't go to the poker table if you are afraid of losing!" In terms of eloquence, Dongyang is no match for Ruifeng.But Dongyang is not afraid of Ruifeng's mouth.Judging from Ruifeng's usual attitude in life, there are many things that people look down on; therefore, no matter how eloquent he is, Dongyang will not be afraid of him. "Listen!" Dongyang showed several stinky yellow teeth, like when dogs are fighting. "I am the dean of the academic affairs now, and I will soon be the principal. Your position is in my hands! As soon as I let go, you will fall to the ground! Let me tell you, unless you pay 80 yuan in compensation, I will definitely forgive you job!" Ruifeng smiled.Although he is superficial and boring, he is a native of Peking after all, and he knows what is "lier" and what is "face".Ladies in Peiping are not as polite as Dongyang. "Mr. Lan, you've been happy with your fingers, and you've been touching the whiteboard in the red for most of the night, but you taught me how to get money; ha, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world? If there was, I would have gone early, and it's not my turn What about you!" Dongyang didn't dare to use force, he was afraid of bleeding.When he catches a bedbug—there are many in his bed—he closes his eyes to kill it, not daring to do anything blatantly.Today, because he looked down on Ruifeng too much, he actually said: "If you don't pay compensation, be careful, I will beat you up!" Ruifeng didn't expect Dongyang to be so serious.He regretted it, regretted that he was troublesome.However, his meddling is not without purpose; he is trying to please Dongyang so that things can develop and he can earn more money.This, he thought, could not be considered a mistake.He forgave himself, and the little bit of remorse flew away like a touch of water. He has no money.No salary for three months.He knew that there were only a dozen or so dollars in the school's "coffer".Thinking of the school and his embarrassment, he also thought of Dongyang's wealth.Ruifeng can guess Dongyang's money, part of it was obtained by the Xinmin Society, and part of it must have been saved by loving money like life.Since he loves money like his life and saves money, who is willing to lose eighty if he loses easily?Thinking about it this way, Ruifeng understood why Dongyang was so anxious, and wanted to forgive him for his rudeness.He smiled again and said, "Well, my fault, I shouldn't have taken you to the Guan's! I was kind enough to introduce you to Miss Gaudi; who would have thought you would lose so much Where's the money?" "Don't waste your time! Give me the money!" Dongyang's prose is much smoother and more concise than his poetry. Ruifeng remembered the joke about Dongyang.It is said that Dongyang bought gifts like small combs and handkerchiefs for his girlfriend. When he had a falling out with her, he would open a detailed list and ask her for them!Ruifeng began to believe the truth of the joke, but at the same time it was very difficult-he couldn't afford to pay back so much money, and he had no responsibility to pay back, but Lan Dongyang was so unreasonable! "Tell you!" Dongyang's muscles seemed to be twitching like a poisoned gecko. "Tell you! If you don't pay me, I'll report it to you. Your younger brother escaped from Peiping—you told me this yourself—and joined the guerrillas! You talk to him!" Ruifeng's face turned pale.He regretted it, regretted being so boring, and told Dongyang about all the family affairs, just to show his intimacy!However, it is useless to regret, he must find a way to deal with difficulties. He couldn't think of a way.Things that arise out of boredom are often unsolvable.He is in a hurry!If you really report it like that, you will have to search the house! He is the most fearful person.Because he is afraid of things, he is honest; because he is honest, he considers himself a filial son and grandson.However, the filial son and virtuous grandson have now caused the disaster of destroying the family!He told Dongyang that the third child had escaped.It was purely to show intimacy; if there were any other reason, it was simply because he had nothing to say to his friends except his family's grievances.He never expected that Dongyang would insist that the third child joined the guerrillas!He couldn't argue, he felt that he had suddenly met the Japanese military police and the electric chair whip of the Japanese military police!He always thought that the Japanese would not have any bad relations with him, as long as he was honest and did not oppose the Japanese or cause trouble.Today, unexpectedly, the Japanese, the most terrifying, the Japanese with a whip, board and lockstick, suddenly stood in front of him. He broke out in a sweat. He was so anxious that he even forgot to prevaricate first, and then slowly figure out a solution.Anxiety and Qi are brothers who like to follow each other, he stared. Dongyang was afraid of fighting at first, but he was not afraid of Ruifeng's stare at all. Ruifeng usually gave him such a bad impression that he didn't think that Ruifeng would dare to beat people when he was really in a hurry. "How? Give me the money, or wait for me to report to you?" When a person panics, it is easiest to think along only one road.Ruifeng panicked.He thought of nothing but the bad and the terrible.Hearing Dongyang's last threat, he thought again: even if he really lost 80 yuan, the matter would not be over; whenever Dongyang is happy, he can still report to him! "How?" Dongyang urged again, and moved forward, approaching Ruifeng. Ruifeng was stuck in a corner like a mangy dog, he couldn't resist showing his teeth and claws.He punched out, as if that punch was no longer under his control.He didn't know where the punch was supposed to hit, and where it really hit, he only knew what he hit; immediately after, Dongyang fell to the ground.He didn't expect Dongyang to be so involuntary.He hurriedly looked to the ground, Dongyang had closed his eyes and was not moving.People who don't fight easily always think that a fight will kill someone; Ruifeng's whole body turned cold suddenly, and he couldn't help saying: "Oops! I killed someone!" Regardless of trying to see if Dongyang was still breathing, he picked up his legs and ran out, like a seven or eight-year-old child getting into trouble and running away in a hurry. He had never traveled so fast in his life.It was as if a group of evil spirits were chasing him, but he didn't want to teach passers-by to know that there was a ghost behind him, so he hurried away with vicious eyebrows.He goes home.The more you are afraid of causing trouble to your family, the more you will run home when you are in trouble. When he reached the door, he was out of breath.Holding on to the door, he lowered his head and closed his eyes, sweat dripping down to the ground.After enduring this for a very short while, he wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve and started walking into the yard.He ran straight to the elder brother's house. Rui Xuan was lying on the bed.Ruifeng has never called his eldest brother so affectionately in the past five years: "Big brother!" His tears ran out along with the voice.This "big brother" touched Ruixuan's heart.He hurriedly sat up and asked, "What's the matter? Second child!" The second child squeezed out between his teeth: "I killed someone!" Ruixuan stood up, panicked.However, his self-cultivation immediately came to his aid and taught him to stabilize.He asked in a low voice, caring but not in a panic: "What's the matter? Sit down and talk!" After that, he poured a cup of not very hot boiling water for the second child.The second child drank the water in one gulp.The boss's unhurriedness, and the sweetness of the water, made his nerves calm down a bit.He sat down, very quickly and simply, and told the story of the quarrel with Dongyang.He didn't say whether Dongyang's behavior was good or bad, and he didn't dare to add an exaggerated description to his actions; he was really scared and forgot about being boring and nonsense.After speaking, he took out a cigarette with trembling hands and lit one.Ruixuan asked earnestly in a low voice: "Maybe he passed out? How can a living person die so easily?" The second child took a deep breath. "I dare not say!" "It's easy, just call and ask!" "Why?" The second child seems to have completely handed over the responsibility of thinking to the elder brother, and he no longer has to think about it. "Call him," Ruixuan explained kindly, "If he is really dead or not, the person who answers the phone will definitely tell you." "What if he's not dead? Do I still have to talk to him?" "If he's not dead, the person answering the phone will say: Please wait a moment. Just hang up." "Yes!" The second child actually smiled, as if as long as he obeyed his elder brother's words, all the catastrophes could be wiped out. "Am I going, or are you going?" asked the boss. "Would you like to go together?" The second child didn't want to leave his elder brother right now.Among many reasons, one was that he did not want to teach his wife about it just yet.Only now did he see clearly: he could say everything to his elder brother, but he had to keep his mouth shut sometimes to his wife. There is only one nearby with a phone.It was a cow house in the belly of the gourd, with four big willow trees neatly arranged in front of the gate and many trees in the yard.The gourd belly is quite empty.Although there were six or seven families in the surrounding area, none of them could slightly reduce the desolation outside the gate with their architecture and grandeur.The Niu House is the only decent house, but it doesn’t help because it is on the northwest corner and is deeply hidden by trees—it’s hard for people who don’t know it to think that there are people in the trees.This house is not so much a house as a villa or a garden—although there are no carefully cultivated exotic flowers and plants in it. Mr. Niu is a famous university professor, knowledgeable and calm.Although he has lived here for twelve or three years, he has almost no contact with his neighbors.This may be a sign of his self-discipline and seeking nothing from others, or it may be that others are unwilling to "show his ugly face" because he is too knowledgeable.Ruixuan originally had the opportunity to date him, but he—Ruixuan—did not hand over his business card because he didn't want to "show his ugly face".Ruixuan was always willing to admire the author's knowledge from books, but refused to meet the author—he felt that it was a bit close to flattery. Ruifeng often came to Niu's house to borrow the phone, and today Ruixuan came to the gate at the bottom of the four willow trees for the first time since moving from Niu's house. The second brother borrowed the phone and asked his brother to talk.The phone called, and Mr. Lan just went out. "However, the matter won't just end like this, right?" the second child said to the eldest brother after coming out of the Niu Zhai. "Look at it slowly!" Ruixuan replied without much enthusiasm. "That can't work? I think no matter what happens, I have to find another job quickly and can't go to school again; Boy Lan can't see me, so maybe he forgets about it!" "Maybe!" Ruixuan understood that the second child was a coward Little, I dare not go to school again, but I am embarrassed to say so.Really, he had a lot to say.Among them, the most ready-made ones are probably: "This is the person you admired two days ago, so it's nothing more than that!" or: "With you, Lan Dongyang and Guan Xiaohe, will you teach the Japanese to rule Beiping safely? Yourselves I'll beat him up for a jelly bean!" However, he kept his mouth shut, because he didn't want to teach or ridicule his second child when he was sad, so as to embarrass his second child even more. "What are you looking for?" the second child muttered. "Anyway, I have to ask for leave for these two days anyway!" Ruixuan didn't say anything more.If he wanted to say it, he must have said: "If you don't go to school, I have to go!" Yes: he can't squat at home with his second child, and make the old people anxious.Since he never participated in the parade, he has not asked for leave, he has not resigned, and he has not been to school for several days.Now, he had to go, because the second child also lost his place.He was very sad; he had never done such a sudden absence from school and then a sudden reinstatement in his life!I don't know when the salary will be paid in the school.Whether it pays or not, occupying this position will at least give the old people a little peace of mind.He must know that today the second child will not dare to tell anyone in the family about his disgrace and unemployment; however, after two or three days, he will open his mouth and beg everyone for sympathy.If Ruixuan himself didn't go to school, the elders would definitely blame the eldest for pity on the second.He really didn't like going to school anymore, but he had to, he sighed. "What's the matter?" asked the second child. "Nothing!" The boss said with his head down. The two brothers walked to the door of No. 7 and stopped for a step at the same time.The second child's face lost all color. There are three or four people walking from outside door 3 to number 5, and two of them are in uniform! Ruifeng wanted to turn around and run away, but was stopped by the boss: "The two men in uniform are patrol officers. Isn't that Bai Inspector? Half of them are checking household registration." The second child panicked: "I have to hide! The person in plain clothes may be a spy!" Before Ruixuan could speak again, he hurriedly turned around and walked along the west corner. Ruixuan walked home alone.When we got to the door, the patrolman was knocking on the door.He smiled and asked, "What are you doing? Inspector Bai!" "Investigate the household registration, nothing else." Inspector Bai said his words very gently, in order not to surprise the residents. Ruixuan looked at the two plainclothes men, they looked a bit like detectives.He thought that even if the two of them didn't come here for the third child's business, at least they were sent to monitor Bai Inspector.Ruixuan has a great dislike for this kind of person.They are always the minions of others, and they are always proud of being minions; they would rather lose their nationality than lose their dignity. Inspector Bai explained to the "plainclothes": "This is the family that has lived here the longest!" Then, he opened the notebook and asked Ruixuan, "Except for the death of the third child, the population has not changed, right?" Ruixuan was very grateful to Inspector Bai, but did not dare to show gratitude, and replied in a low voice: "There is no change." "No relatives or friends living here?" Inspector Bai asked in an official tone. "No!" Ruixuan replied. "What?" Inspector Bai asked the plainclothes, "Are you still going in?" At this time, Old Man Qi came out and greeted Inspector Bai. Ruixuan was very afraid that his grandfather would miss out on the matter of the third child.Fortunately, the two plainclothes seemed relieved when they saw the old man's white beard and white hair.The two of them didn't say anything, but only hesitated for a while.Captain Bai took advantage of this juncture and led them to No. 6 with a smile. Just as Ruixuan and his grandfather were about to turn back, one of the two plain clothes turned back and said arrogantly: "Listen, I will issue a certificate of good citizenship according to this book in the future! We may not know when, maybe at ten o'clock at night." At two o'clock, come to spot check; if the population does not match, you will be punished, and you will be punished with the greatest punishment! Remember!" Ruixuan suppressed the fire in his heart and didn't make a sound. The most important motto of the old man's life is "peace makes money".He accepted the instructions from the "plainclothes" very kindly, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes! Yes! You guys have worked so hard! Why don't you come in and have some tea?" The plainclothes didn't say anything, and walked away proudly.The old man looked at his back and smiled, as if the power of the plainclothes had not been exhausted, but the old man's humility was boundless.Ruixuan couldn't blame his grandfather.Grandfather's excessive humility was learned from life experience, not of his own creation.From the same point of view, even the second child is not to blame.The boredom of the second is to be expected from the humility of the grandfather.Apples are delicious fruits, but when they are rotten, they are not as tough and useful as a fresh king melon.China does have a profound culture, but it is a pity that it has become moldy and rotten; when the culture is rotten, an absolutely good old man in his seventies will laugh and bow to "plain clothes" a lot. "Who knows," Ruixuan said in his heart, "maybe this is the softness that overcomes rigidity with softness. With this softness, even when the country was subjugated, it was soft and mushy. I don't know how it will be over all of a sudden, like the fall of Peiping." With this kind of tenderness, maybe he will die and come back to life soon! Who knows!" He didn't dare to make any judgments, but went to help his grandfather—the old man who believed that "harmony makes money" .Old man Qi closed the door and put on the small horizontal bar before walking into the courtyard with his eldest grandson; with the bar on, he felt safe, no matter who occupied Beiping City. "What did Inspector Bai say?" the old man asked in a low voice, as if afraid of being overheard by plainclothes. "Didn't he ask Xiao San'er?" "The third child is dead!" Rui Xuan also said in a low voice.His voice was low because he was sad. "Xiao San'er is dead? Will he never come back?" The old man was a little angry because of his surprise. "Who said that? Why?" Mrs. Tianyou heard something, and immediately asked in the room: "Who is dead? Boss!" Ruixuan knew that telling it would bring about a lot of tears, but he couldn't help but say it—everyone in the family must say that the third child is dead, and even Xiao Shun'er and Niuzi must be able to tell this lie.Yes, in the city of the dead, he must say that the real living are dead.He told mom. Mom cried silently.Her worst fear—the fear of never seeing her youngest son again—had been half fulfilled!Ruixuan said a lot of things that he didn't quite believe, and went to comfort his mother.Although my mother stopped crying temporarily, she didn't believe the boss's words at all. Old man Qi's grief was comparable to that of his daughter-in-law, but because he comforted her, he held back his tears. Instead, Ruixuan's difficulties come from the children.Xiao Shun'er and Niuzi asked a lot of questions: When did the third uncle die?Where did Uncle San die?How did third uncle die?Will you live again after death?He couldn't answer it, and he didn't have the heart to make it up—he was miserable enough to laugh with the children.He gave the children to Yunmei.She doesn't have a great imagination, but she is good at answering children's questions-this is the skill that every good mother must have. Certificate of good citizenship!Ruixuan memorized these three words firmly!Who is a good citizen?How to be a good citizen?To whom shall I be a good citizen?He couldn't help asking himself this question.The answer is easy to find: Those who do not resist the Japanese are good citizens of the Japanese!However, he was unwilling to admit that he was a subjugated slave so simply.He longed for a way that would teach them to avoid the greatest disgrace.There is no second way, except Nanjing Victory.Thinking of this, he almost knelt down and prayed to God, but he didn't believe in God.Ruixuan is the most rational and least superstitious person. The certificate of a good citizen is the brand of a subjugated slave.Once it reached out to take it, the Nanjing government won the battle and drove all the Japanese slaves in China back to Mishima. This brand is still a brand, and it is still shameful!A real citizen will never reach out for that kneeling document!You should never expect others to wash away your shame for yourself!However, he must represent the whole family to accept the certificate of slavery; four generations live together, and all four generations are slaves together! Contemptuous?Do you sneer at the certificate of good people?That is of no use at all!There is nothing to discuss about being a subjugated slave. If you do, you will reach out to receive the certificate of a good citizen, and if you don't, you will throw the certificate of a good citizen in the face of the Japanese!Sneering, denying surrender without resistance, are all boring and cowardly! At this time, the second child came back with a letter in his hand.Afraid of being seen by others.He nodded to the eldest brother and hurried into his brother's room.Ruixuan followed in. "Just now it was checking the household registration," Ruixuan told his younger brother. The second child nodded, indicating that he already knew.Then, he patted the back of his hand with the letter—which had already been opened—and said impatiently: "If you want to die, just take it, don't cut it so slowly with a blunt knife!" "What's the matter?" asked the boss. "I've lived thirty years younger, and I've never seen such a heartless person!" The second child's face was red and white, and he gritted his teeth. "Who?" The boss asked, blinking. "Who else!" The second child patted the back of his hand with the envelope. "Just as I was about to enter the door, I ran into the postman. When I received the letter, I recognized it at a glance. It was written by the third child! How can you be so foolish! You can run as you please, why do you want my second child to accompany you?" What!" He threw the letter to his elder brother. Ruixuan understood at a glance that it was true, the envelope was written in the handwriting of the third child.The words are very scribbled, but each one is so hard, like some running football players.Seeing the handwriting clearly, Ruixuan's eyes immediately became wet.He misses the third child, who is his younger brother and good friend. The letter was written to the second child, and it was very simple: "Brother Feng: It's good to come out, it's lively and exciting! I have no children, and even the second sister-in-law doesn't need to stay at home. There are things for her outside, and all young people are needed outside! Mother Okay? Big Brother "So far, the letter was suddenly cut off.How is brother?Could it be that you stopped writing because of a sudden sadness in your heart?who knows!There is no payment, no sun and moon, and the letter is just like this. Ruixuan knew his third brother, from such a letter, he would see the thinking of the third brother: the third brother was very excited for some reason.He was so excited that he even forgot about the futility of his second child, and still hoped that he would escape from Peiping—all young people are needed outside.He had a lot to say, but he was worried about checking the letters, so he suddenly asked mother if she was okay.Besides his mother, his elder brother is his favorite person, so he wrote "elder brother" immediately after.However, if I want to talk to my eldest brother, I may need to write ten or twenty sheets of paper; if I can't do it, I will simply not say a word. Looking at the letter, Ruixuan also saw the third child, the lively, upright and heroic third child!He couldn't bear to take his eyes off the letter.There are some tears in his eyes, some joy, some sadness, some hope, and many, many excitements.He wanted to cry, but also wanted to laugh wildly.He saw the second child, and also saw the third child.He is pessimistic and optimistic.He didn't know what to do. Ruifeng couldn't understand the eldest brother at all, just as he couldn't understand the third child at all.His psychology is very simple - he is afraid that the third child will hurt him. "Tell Mom or not? Huh! He still misses Mom! If the letter is checked by the Japanese, even Mom will die!" He muttered angrily. Ruixuan's complex, mostly excited, mood was suddenly driven away by the ice-cold words of the second child, completely wiped out.He couldn't speak for a while, but he tucked the letter into his pocket. "Still keep it? Don't burn it quickly? That's the root of the disaster!" The second child said anxiously.The boss smiled. "I'll watch it twice, I'm sure I'll burn!" He didn't want to argue with the second child. "Second brother! Really, it's not bad for you to escape with the second sister; don't you want to resign about the school?" "Brother!" The second child's face sank. "教我离开北平？"他把"北平"两个字说得那么脆，那么响，倒好象北平就是他的生命似的，绝对不能离开，一步不能离开！ "不过是这么一说，你的事当然由你作主！"瑞宣耐着性儿说。"蓝东阳，啊，我怕蓝东阳陷害你！" "我已经想好了办法。"老二很自信的说。"先不告诉你，大哥。我现在只愁没法给老三去信，嘱咐他千万别再给家里来信！可是他没写来通讯处；老三老那么慌慌张张的！"说罢，他走了出去。