Chapter 49 48

Ruixuan caught the opportunity well.The headquarters was busy interrogating the assassin, except for the little mouse who came to see him and tease him a few words, no one bothered him.At noon and night on the first day, he was given a steamed bun darker than the ground and a bowl of white water.Facing the human skin, he couldn't swallow anything.He only drank a bowl of water.The next day, his "dinner" was changed: a bowl of sorghum rice replaced black steamed buns.Looking at the sorghum rice, he thought of Northeast China.People in the pass do not eat sorghum rice.This must be because the Japanese are used to giving prisoners such meals in the Northeast, so they also use it to "preferentially treat" the prisoners in the pass.The Japanese thought they knew everything about China best, Ruixuan thought, so they should know that people in Peiping don't eat sorghum.Maybe the Japanese are used to doing it in the Northeast, so it has become a statute, applicable to all places.Ruixuan, who usually thinks he understands the Japanese quite well, doesn't dare to be so confident anymore.He couldn't figure out what things the Japanese wanted to stay the same, and where they changed; and whether the Japanese understood the Chinese and Chinese affairs.

He was equally confused about his own arrest.Why did the Japanese arrest him?Why is it neither interrogated nor sentenced to death after arrest?Were they just visiting to teach him?No, can't!Aren't the Japanese the most insidious and secretive, unwilling to teach others about their atrocities?So why teach him to see?If he was lucky enough to escape, wouldn't what he saw become history, and would it be the crime of the Japanese forever?They may never let him go, so why "treat" him well?What did he think, how could he not figure it out.He couldn't decide whether the Japanese were smart or stupid;

Finally, he figured it out: as long as he wants to invade others, conquer others, and hurt others, he has no choice but to mess around.The aggression itself is nonsense, because the aggressor only sees himself, and follows his own mind to imagine what the invaded should look like.In this way, no matter how meticulous the aggressor's calculations are, he will inevitably encounter setbacks and miscalculations.In order to remedy the miscalculation, he had no choice but to follow his own prejudices and make corrections. The more he corrected, the more wrong and chaotic he became.Small corrections and rigor do not remedy the fundamental error of the major premise.The Japanese, Ruixuan thinks, really put a lot of thought into small things; however, a little monkey who catches lice very carefully will always be a little monkey and cannot become an orangutan.

Seeing clearly this way, he tasted a mouthful or two of sorghum rice.He no longer worries.Whether he himself lived or died, he saw clearly that the Japanese were bound to fail.Being smart in small things but stupid in big things is the reason why the Japanese are bound to fail. If Ruixuan is thinking about big problems like this, Mr. Fu Shan is thinking of some most practical, small and effective solutions.The arrest of Ruixuan made the old man angry.By inviting Ruixuan to work at the embassy, ​​he really thought that he could save the lives of Ruixuan himself and the entire Qi family.However, Rui Xuan was arrested.This hurt the old man's self-esteem.He must know that Ruixuan is the most well-behaved and upright person, and he will not cause trouble.Then, the Japanese captured Ruixuan must be a challenge to the British.Indeed, Mr. Fu Shan is a Sinicized British.However, deep in his heart, he hides something that has not been Chineseized.He sympathizes with the Chinese, but because he sympathizes with the Chinese, he does not admire the Japanese's force.Therefore, seeing the rampant killing of the Japanese in China, he could only hold a sense of helplessness.He is not a philosopher, and he does not have the guts to scold the Japanese.In this way, on the one hand, he hoped that the British government would uphold justice for China, but on the other hand, he believed that as long as Japan did not attack Britain, there was no need to meddle in other matters.He firmly believes that Britain is the king of the sea, and the Japanese would never dare to come and throw stones.The belief in his own national power and prestige made him sympathize with China, but also inevitably feel his own superiority.He will never take pleasure in misfortune, but it is also inconvenient to act bravely and fight for others.Ruixuan's arrest, he saw, was that the Japanese were already about to try their hand at Britain.He was moved.His sympathy made him decide to rescue Ruixuan, and his self-esteem strengthened this decision even more.

He began to think of a way.He is British, and as soon as he thought about it, he thought of negotiating with the Japanese.However, he is also an orientalized British, and he knows that before the official delivery, Ruixuan may have been poisoned, and after the official delivery, the Japanese may end Ruixuan's life first, and then answer the question " There is no such person", polite official document.Moreover, any movement of official documents would be a direct conflict between Britain and Japan, and he had to ask the ambassador for instructions.That's troublesome, and it might displease your superiors.In order to speed up and save trouble, he applied the oriental method.

He found a "big brother", gave money (his own money), and entrusted "big brother" to buy Ruixuan. "Big brother" cares about saving face and not caring about right and wrong.He had to sell face to the British and find some cash for the Japanese.Passing the money in, Ruixuan saw sorghum rice. On the third day, that is, the day Xiao Cui was beheaded, at about eight o'clock in the evening, the little mouse brought back all the things that Ruixuan had found the day before yesterday, smiling like a blossoming steamed bun, He said in a low voice: "The Japanese are very kind! Be polite! Be friendly! Be fair! You can open the way!" Handing the things to Ruixuan, his face became serious: "You swear! What happened here, A bit, a little, don't tell it! Tell it, and you'll get it back, wooden shoes!"

Ruixuan looked at the little mouse in a daze.The Japanese are nothing short of an enigma.Even if he is Almighty God, there is no way to judge what the hell the little mouse is!He swore.Only then did he understand why Mr. Qian refused to tell him about the situation in prison. There was only one wallet left, and the little mouse couldn't bear to let it go.Ruixuan remembered that there were three one-yuan bills, several business cards, and two pawn notes inside.Ruixuan didn't ask for it, nor did he intend to give it to the little mouse.Finally, the little mouse couldn't hold back anymore, and asked with a smile: "Heart-to-heart?" Ruixuan nodded.He was praised by the little mouse: "You are so kind! Your kindness!" Ruixuan walked out slowly.The little mouse led him to the back door.

Ruixuan didn't know if it was Mr. Fushan who rescued him, but he was willing to visit him right away; even if Mr. Fushan didn't help, he was willing to let the old man know that he had come out first, so that he could rest assured.Thinking this way in his heart, he kept walking westward. "Home" attracted his footsteps.He hired a car.In prison, although he suffered three days of starvation, he did not feel tired; anger sustained his mental and physical strength.Now, out of the prison gate, his anger descended, and his legs immediately softened.Sitting in the car, he felt dizzy and nauseous.He grabbed the car mat firmly to calm himself.He fell into a coma for a while, sweating all over his body, and then he woke up.After waiting for a long time, he went to wipe the sweat off his face.I haven't washed for three days, and my face has a layer of floating mud.With his eyes closed, the cool wind caressed his ears and cheeks, making him feel a little better.When he opened his eyes, the first thing that entered his eyes were those lights, bright, beautiful, lights.He couldn't help laughing.He was free again, and saw the lights of the world again.Immediately, he also thought of those compatriots standing in the prison.Those people, like him, may have committed no crimes, but they were locked there and stood there for a day, two days, or three days. No matter how strong a person is, he will stand and die without any other punishment. "Subjugation is the greatest sin!" He remembered this sentence and repeated it over and over again.He forgot about the lights and everything in front of him.Those lamps, those people, and those shopkeepers are all fake, all phantoms.As long as there are so many people standing in the prison, nothing will exist!Beiping, with its lake and mountain palaces, does not exist either.There is only evil!

The coachman, a man in his forties, whose legs and feet were no longer very brisk, said in order to conceal his slowness: "I said, sir, do you know the name of the beheaded cart puller today?" Ruixuan didn't know. "Surnamed Cui! People from Xicheng!" Ruixuan immediately thought of Xiao Cui.However, he soon gave up this idea.He knew that Xiao Cui was chartered for Ruifeng, so he would not be beheaded suddenly and for no reason.Thinking about it again, even if it was Xiao Cui, it wouldn't be surprising; wasn't he himself arrested for no reason? "Why does he..." "Don't you know, sir?" The coachman looked at no one around, lowered his voice and said, "Isn't it some special envoy who taught us to kill him? Cui, and one or two thousand people are also arrested." I went in; Cui turned his head! No one can say whether he did the stabbing or not. Anyway, our heads are worthless, so cut them off as you like! I'll kill his grandma!"

Ruixuan understood why so many people had been driven into the prison in the past two days, and also understood why he was not interrogated and sentenced.He caught a good opportunity and picked his life for nothing.If he can "survive by accident", how can he know that Xiao Cui can't fall into the trap by mistake?When the land is taken away by others, people's lives are also handed over to them, and whoever lives and who dies is arranged by them.Both he and Xiao Cui wanted to live in secret, and the secret life happened to be the cause of the tragic death.He closed his eyes again, forgetting himself and Xiao Cui, and imagining how many free people in the free China camp freely choose the place and purpose of death.Those who walk towards the bullet are the real people, the ones who put their lives in their own determination and courage.They live, live freely; die, die with honor.He and Xiao Cui, hmph, don't count!

The car suddenly stopped at the door of the house, and he opened his eyes stunned.He forgot that he didn't have any money on him.He touched his pocket, and said to the coachman, "Wait a minute, I'll get you the money." "Yes, sir, you're not busy!" The coachman said politely. He knocked on the door, very calmly.Escaping from death and laying hands on the door of one's own house should be a heart-warming thing.But he is calm.He saw the real scene of the subjugated country, and realized how close the life and death of the subjugated slaves are.His heart was hardened, and he was not prepared to go on shaking his feelings alive while escaping from death.Besides, the home itself is a prison. If everyone only cares about oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, they forget about the life of the soul. He heard Yunmei's footsteps.She stood still, and asked in a low voice, "Who?" He only replied lightly, "I!" She ran up and opened the door very quickly.The couple faced each other.If she had been a Western European woman, she would have rushed up and hugged her husband tightly.She is Chinese. Although her heart wanted to jump out and jump into her husband's body, she stopped her steps, as if there was an invisible wall between husband and wife.Her big eyes lit up, and she didn't know how to ask, "Are you back?" "Pay for the car!" Ruixuan said in a low voice.After speaking, he walked into the courtyard.He didn't feel the excitement and joy of meeting husband and wife, but only felt that it was a great shame that he was secretly captured and returned secretly.If he was injured or had tattoos on his face, he would step proudly through the door and accept the condolences and concerns of his family with a smile.However, he was still him, with no bloodstains on his body other than his spiritual damage—it seemed that even the Japanese didn't bother to beat him.When patriotic people are trading war for peace, bloodstains are a badge of honor.He didn't have the badge, he just starved for two or three days and came home like a hungry dog ​​with its tail hanging down. Mrs. Tianyou is standing at the door of the house.Her voice trembled a little: "Boss!" Ruixuan didn't dare to raise his head, and called out softly: "Mom!" Xiao Shun'er and Niuzi went to bed late these two days, in order to wait for their father to come back, they both laughed and ran quickly Come over: "Dad! Are you back?" One by one, they took Dad's hand. Two warm little hands tore Ruixuan's heart soft.The innocent love drove away much of his shame. "Boss! Ruixuan!" Elder Qi was still awake, waiting for his grandson to come back, calling from the house.Immediately afterwards, he opened the door: "Boss, is it you?" Ruixuan pulled the child over and said, "It's me, Grandpa!" The old man walked down the steps trembling, and knelt down impatiently and slowly: "The ancestors of all ages are virtuous! Old ancestors, I kowtow here!" He kowtowed three times to the west. Letting Xiao Shun'er and Niu Zi go, Rui Xuan hurried to help the old grandfather.The old man seemed to be limp all over, and it took him a long time to stand up.All four generations, old and young, entered the old man's house.Taking advantage of this season, Mrs. Tianyou told her daughter-in-law in the courtyard: "He's back, it's really a trick of the ancestors, so don't talk to him about the second child! Are you?" Yunmei blinked twice, "I won't say it!" In the house, the old man's eyes fixed on his eldest grandson, as if he hadn't seen him for many years.Ruixuan's face became thinner.He hadn't shaved for three days, and his beard was short and stubbled here and there, giving him a sickly look. Mrs. Tianyou and Yunmei also came in. They both had a lot to talk about, but they couldn't find something to talk about, so they looked at Ruixuan with great concern and stupidity. "Xiao Shun'er's mother!" The old man said to his daughter-in-law, still looking at his grandson, "You should get him some water and tea first!" Yunmei has long wanted to do something, but she didn't think about making tea and fetching water until now.She smiled: "I'm so lost, grandpa!" After finishing speaking, she ran out quickly. "Give him something to eat!" said the old man to his daughter-in-law.He is willing to give away his daughter-in-law, so that he can have his grandson alone, and express his bravery and sadness.Mrs. Tianyou also went out of the kitchen. The old man talked too much, so he just raised a sentence casually-when there are too many words, he can start anywhere. "Am I afraid of them?" The old man's small eyes narrowed, and he put the scene of the struggle three days ago before his eyes again: "Me? Humph! Show them your chest and teach them to shoot! They didn't dare to fight! Haha!" The old man sneered. Xiao Shun'er gave his father a hand, and both father and son sat on the edge of the kang.The little girl stood between Dad's legs.They all quietly listened to the old man gesticulating.Ruixuan couldn't figure out what his grandfather was talking about, but only felt that his grandfather had changed.In his memory, his grandfather's lessons are always peace, patience, and suffering, but not bravery, boldness, and adventure.Now, the old man said that baring his chest taught them to shoot a gun!Oppression and brutality will probably make a sheep also meet forward? Mrs. Tianyou came back with the teapot first.In front of her father-in-law, she dared not sit down.However, even though she had to stand, she was willing.She had to look at her eldest son a few more times, and she still had a lot to say to her son. After drinking two sips of hot tea, Ruixuan lifted his spirits a bit.Even so, he still wanted to lie down and sleep.However, he must listen to his grandfather, this is his responsibility.He has a lot of responsibilities, listening to his grandfather, being arrested by the Japanese, and enduring the teasing of little mice... are all his responsibilities.He is a responsible subjugated slave. After finally waiting for the old man to finish speaking, he knew that his mother would still have a lot to say.poor mother!Her face was as yellow as old paper, without any luster; her eyes were sunken, and her eyelids were blue; she should have gone to rest a long time ago, but she still struggled and refused to go away. Yunmei brought a basin of water.Ruixuan didn't care about washing his face, so he just wiped it carelessly; being in prison makes people remember important things, but washing his face and brushing his teeth can be ignored. "What would you like to eat?" Yunmei asked her husband while pouring tea for the old man and mother-in-law.She didn't dare to simply greet her husband and ignore the old people.She is both a wife and a daughter-in-law; the responsibility of a daughter-in-law seems to be more important than that of a wife. "Whatever!" Ruixuan's belly was indeed empty, but he wasn't very enthusiastic about eating, and he needed to sleep more. "Grab some dough, it's thin!" Mrs. Tianyou came up with an idea.After her daughter-in-law walked out, she asked Ruixuan: "Are you not wronged?" "It's okay!" Ruixuan forced a smile. The old lady still has a lot to say, but she knows how to control herself.Her words are like a full glass of water. Although it is full, it will not spill out.She could see that her son was tired and needed rest.What worries her the most is whether her son has been wronged.Since her son said "it's okay", she didn't question him any more. "Xiao Shun'er, let's go to sleep!" Xiao Shun'er was reluctant to leave. "Xiao Shun'er, be good!" Ruixuan said lazily. "Dad! You won't leave tomorrow, right?" Xiao Shun'er seemed very worried about her father's safety. "Hmm!" Ruixuan couldn't say anything.He knew that as long as the Japanese were happy, he would go to prison tomorrow. When mother and Xiao Shun'er walked out, Ruixuan also stood up. "Grandpa, should you rest?" The old man seemed a little dissatisfied with his grandson: "You haven't told me what wronged you!" The old man was very excited and never tired.He wanted to hear about his grandson's imprisonment so that it could be combined with his own brave actions to form a history with beginning and end. Ruixuan didn't have the energy, and didn't dare to talk about the situation in prison.He knows that the Chinese don't keep secrets, and the Japanese have good eyes and ears; if he speaks nonsense, he will go to prison again for it.So, he just said "It's okay inside!" and pulled Niuzi out. When he got to his room, he threw himself on the bed.He felt that his bed was cuter than anything else, it supported his whole body softly, making all the places on his body restful, and with the headrest on his body, he felt safe and comfortable in his heart.The easiest and most powerful way to punish a person is to take away his bed!Thinking of this, his eyes were closed, like candles blown by the wind, half-extinguished, and he fell asleep with a little thought that he hadn't finished thinking about. Yunmei came in with a bowl, not knowing what to do.If I wake him up, I'm afraid he won't be happy; if I don't wake him up, I'm afraid my face will get cold. Xiao Niuzi blinked her eyes and came up with an idea: "Niu Niu eat something?" On weekdays, Niuzi's suggestion is rejected; Yunmei forbids the child to eat before going to bed.Today, Yunmei feels that everything can be accommodated a little, and there is no need to obey the rules.She couldn't express the joy in her heart, well, let's express it by giving her little daughter some noodles.She whispered into Xiao Niuzi's ear, "I'll give you a small bowl to eat, and go to bed obediently after eating! Dad is coming back, okay?" "Okay!" Niuzi also whispered. Yunmei sat on the chair and glanced at Niuzi and her husband.She decided not to go to bed, and waited until her husband woke up to make another bowl of noodles.Even if he sleeps all night, she can wait all night.When her husband came back, she would be able to rely on her for the rest of her life, so what was the point of sacrificing a night's sleep.She got up gently, and gently covered her husband with a quilt. It was almost dawn when Ruixuan woke up.Opening his eyes, he forgot where he was, and quickly, uneasy, he sat up.There was an oil lamp in front of Xiaoniuzi's little bed, and there was only a little bit of light.Yunmei is dozing off on a chair in front of the crib. Ruixuan's head still hurts a little, and his heart feels like he's hungry, but he doesn't want to eat, he wants to continue to sleep.But Yunmei's staying up all night moved him.He called in a low voice: "Xiao Shun'er's mother! Mei! Why don't you sleep?" Yunmei rubbed her eyes, and turned the lamp head up a bit. "I'm waiting to meet you! When is it?" The sound of chickens next door answered her question. "Yo!" She stood up and stretched her waist, "It's almost dawn! Are you hungry?" Ruixuan shook his head.Looking at Yunmei, he suddenly wanted to speak out what was in his heart, telling her about the situation in prison and the brutality of the Japanese.He felt that she was his only true friend, who should share his troubles and know all about him.But, on second thought, what did he have to tell her?He can't even show his weakness and shame to his wife! "Lie down and sleep, don't catch cold!" He only came up with these two perfunctory words.Yes, he can only perfunctory.He doesn't have the real fire and blood of life, he can only perfunctory his life, lowering the value of life to a careless living, as long as he lives, he has fulfilled his responsibility. He lay down again, but could no longer sleep peacefully.He thought, even if he didn't say everything, he should tell Yunmei a few words to show his affection and gratitude to her.However, Yunmei blew out the lamp, lay down and fell asleep.She seemed as simple as a little girl, as long as he came back safely, she would be relieved; it didn't matter what he said or not.She doesn't ask for gratitude, nor is she indifferent. Her sincerity to love her husband is like a lamp, she just shines brighter, and doesn't ask for rewards or praise. When he got up in the morning, his body was stiff, as if he had caught a cold.But he decided to go to work to see Mr. Fushan, and he refused to ask for leave easily. Seeing Mr. Fushan, he couldn't find the right words to express his gratitude.Mr. Fu Shan, who is British after all, only asked "Have you been wronged?" and didn't say anything else.He didn't want to teach Ruixuan to say more words of gratitude.The British held their breath.He also didn't say how he rescued Ruixuan.As for bribery with his own money, he never mentioned it, and decided never to mention it. "Ruixuan!" The old man stretched his neck and said earnestly, "You should rest for two days, you look bad!" Ruixuan refused to rest. "It's up to you! After work, I'll treat you to a drink!" The old man smiled and left Ruixuan. After this point, Ruixuan was satisfied.He didn't tell the old man anything, and the old man didn't tell him anything, but both of them understood in their hearts: since the man came out safely, there was no need to talk too much.Ruixuan could see that the old man was genuinely happy, and the old man could also see that Ruixuan was sincerely grateful, so any more words would be nonsense.This is the British way, and it is also the Chinese way to make friends. At noon, after both of them drank a glass of wine, the old man expressed his concerns; "Ruixuan! From this little thing about you, I can see something, a little bit—oh, maybe it's a worry, and I hope it's a worry! I see, one day, the Japanese will attack Britain!" "Is it possible?" Ruixuan didn't dare to make a judgment.He had now learned that the Japanese were unpredictable.To speculate for the Japanese is to predict what the mice will do at night. "Can you? Why can't you! I found out, you were arrested purely because you were working in the embassy!" "But Britain has a powerful navy?" "Who knows! I hope I'm worrying!" The old man stared blankly at the wine glass and said nothing more. After drinking, the old man told Ruixuan: "Go home, I will take half a day off for you. At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, I will come to see you, to scare the old people! If it's not troublesome, you can prepare some dumplings for me OK?" Rui Xuan nodded. Guan Xiaohe paid special attention to the affairs of the Qi family.Ruixuan was usually so indifferent to him that he couldn't take pleasure in other people's misfortune.At the same time, he thought that since Xiao Cui was beheaded, maybe Ruixuan might die.He knew that if Ruixuan died, the Qi family would have to collapse.If the Qi family collapsed, it would reduce some of his mental threats—in the whole alley, only the Qi family was decent, but the Qi family refused to show friendship with him.Besides, since the Qi family collapsed, he should have bought the house on No. 5 and rented it out to the Japanese.If both his left and right are neighbors with the Japanese, he feels safe, as if he lives in Japan. However, Rui Xuan came out.Xiaohe hastened to correct herself.If he was captured by the Japanese and did not dare to kill him, he thought, Ruixuan must have a great background!No, he still has to curry favor with Ruixuan.He can't offend someone with a lot of history just because of a little mental oppression. From time to time, he would come and stand outside the door to see what was going on in the Qi family.At about five o'clock, he saw Mr. Fushan knocking on the door of No. 5. His tongue stuck out and he couldn't take it back for a long time.Like a dog courting a mate in summer, he flew in with his tongue out: "Boss! Boss! The British are here!" "What?" Da Chibao asked in amazement. "British! Go to number five!" "Really?" Da Chibao asked, and began to think of specific solutions. "Shouldn't we go over and suppress the shock?" "Of course! Go right away, let's make friends with that old Englishman too!" Xiaohe was about to change her clothes in a hurry. "Please forgive me for talking too much, director!" Gao Yituo came to wait for dinner again, and said respectfully to Da Chibao. "Is that appropriate? It seems that we should hold on to one end in this year, so it's not convenient to step on two boats, right? Go to Qi's house, if you are spotted by a spy, report it, and the boss...do you think so?" Xiaohe nodded without thinking. "Yituo, you are right! You are really thoughtful!" Da Chibao thought for a while: "Your words are also reasonable. However, people who do great things have to be slick. The more aspects, the more relationships, in order to be in any place, any place. I can eat all the time! I have finally been able to get close to some big people recently. Look, do they say that the central government is bad? No! Do they say that the Nanjing government is bad? No! Do they say that Britain, the United States, or Germany and Italy are bad? No! How about becoming a big shot, people keep a promise for everyone, and they will never leave anyone. Therefore, no matter who comes to power, they will have their food, and they will always be big shots! Yituo, you still have something to see Small!" "That's right! That's right!" Xiaohe said quickly, "I think so too! When there is trouble in Yihe boxing, you'd better practice boxing; when there are patrolmen, you should be a patrolman. This is called Yihe Fist as a patrolman, adapt to the situation! Well, let's go and have a look?" The big red bag nodded. Mr. Fu Shan and Mr. Qi got along very well.Everything about Mr. Qi, in the eyes of Mr. Fushan, has an authentic Chinese flavor, which is enough to closely integrate with the Chinese in his heart.Mr. Qi always let the guests sit on the table, Mr. Qi will serve tea after a while, Mr. Qi's humility and triviality all satisfy Mr. Fushan. Mrs. Tianyou and Yunmei also made a good impression on Mr. Fushan.Although they did not bind their feet, they did not perm their hair or wear lipstick.They are very polite to their guests, and the cumbersome courtesy always makes Mr. Fushan happy.When Xiao Shun'er and Niuzi saw Mr. Fu Shan, they were both curious and a little scared. They wanted to touch the old man's foreign clothes, but they were a little shy.This also made Mr. Fushan happy, and he must hug the little girl—"Come on, look at my high nose and blue eyes!" From the superficial politeness and manners, and everyone's speech, Mr. Fu Shan seems to have seen a history at a glance, a modern Chinese history in the midst of drastic changes.Old Man Qi represented the people of the Qing Dynasty, that is, the Chinese that Mr. Fu Shan wanted to see most.Mrs. Tianyou represented the people between the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. She still kept some old rules, but she couldn't stop the rise of new things.Ruixuan was purely from the Republic of China. Although he and his grandfather were only forty years apart in age, they were separated by a century or two in thought.Xiao Shun'er and Niu Zi are from the future.What will the future Chinese people look like?Mr. Fushan couldn't think of it.He likes Old Man Qi very much, but he can't stop Mrs. Tianyou and Ruixuan from changing, let alone Xiao Shunzi and Niuzi from continuing to change.He would like to see an unchanging, unique and interesting Chinese culture, but China is like a ship being blown by a strong wind, going downstream.Seeing the four generations of the Qi family, he felt that they were the most peculiar family.Although they are all Chinese, they are so complicated and changeable.The strangest thing is that these different people still live in the same yard, and they are still very harmonious. It seems that everyone is about to change, and there is some great force that keeps them from being divided and scattered during the change. .In this strange family, it seems that everyone is loyal to his own era, but at the same time, he does not reject the era of others violently. They knead different eras together, like a pill made of many herbs.They both conform to history and at the same time seem to resist it.They each have their own cultures, but they are tolerant and considerate of each other.They all go forward and they seem to all go backward. Does such a family have a bright future?Mr. Fushan couldn't figure it out.More urgently, can such a family survive the violent sweep of the Japanese without moving?Looking at Xiao Niuzi and Xiao Shun'er, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.He claims to be an expert in China, but he dare not make judgments casually anymore!He saw the family, like a boat, wrapped in the hurricane.He was anxious for them, but he couldn't be too anxious; who knew whether they were a boat or a mountain?How foolish it is to worry about mountains! Da Chi Bao and Xiao He walked in wearing the most beautiful clothes.In order to give a good impression to the British, the big red bag wore a thin woolen coat, with half of his fat arms exposed, without a collar.Her lips were smeared extremely red, and her hair was curled into twenty or thirty egg rolls, like a beautiful fairy. As soon as they came in, Ruixuan was stunned.However, he quickly made up his mind.He is a person who has been in prison and seen death and hell, so he no longer needs to be angry with such goblins and human monsters.If he didn't bow the knee to the Japanese before he died, why must he not greet two Japanese lackeys?He decided not to be angry, not to reject them.He thought that he should tease them without bothering to play with them like kittens and puppies. Mr. Fushan was taken aback.He was thinking that all Chinese people are changing, but he never expected that Chinese people would become goblins.He was a little overwhelmed.Ruixuan introduced them: "Mr. Fushan, Mr. Guan, Mrs. Guan, the best friend and confidant of the Japanese!" Da Chibao heard Ruixuan's sarcasm, and took it calmly.She giggled sharply. "Where! The Japanese are as old as the British? Old man, don't listen to Ruixuan's nonsense!" Xiao He didn't hear the sarcasm at all, but only wanted to shake hands with Mr. Fu Shan wholeheartedly.He thinks that shaking hands is the most civilized and progressive etiquette in the world, and shaking hands with a Westerner is almost equivalent to leaving a foreigner for ten seconds or half a minute. However, Mr. Fushan was not happy to shake hands, but arched his hands.Xiaohe quickly bowed his hand: "Old man, it's amazing, I will hand it over!" He used the accent he used to speak to Japanese people, thinking that those who can't understand half of the Chinese language are almost speaking foreign languages. The couple completely forgot about being shocked by Qi Ruixuan, and focused their attention, words, and attention on Mr. Fushan.Da Chibao's words poured on Mr. Fu Shan like a torrential rain.Every time Mr. Fushan answered, Xiaohe immediately praised him—"Look! The old man can still say how dare you!" "Look, the old man still knows fried noodles! Very good!" Mr. Fushan began to regret his orientalization.If he had been an Englishman to the letter, it would have been easier, and he would have given the goblin a cold shoulder by putting on a straight face.However, he is a Chinese Englishman, who has learned to be excessively polite and hard-working.He doesn't want to keep people away.In this way, Da Chibao and Guan Xiaohe will be happy, like naughty and ignorant children, they will be even more annoying when they get a good look. Finally, Xiaohe arched her hands again: "Old man, the British government still needs people! I would rather, yes, would... You know? Haha! Please, please!" From an English point of view, Mr. Fushan should not lie, and from a Chinese point of view, he should not embarrass others in person.He is in trouble.He decided to sacrifice the dumplings and run away quickly.He stood up and stammered, "Ruixuan, I just thought, ah, just thinking about it, I still have something, something to do! Another day, another day, definitely, come again..." Before Ruixuan could say anything, the Guan family and his wife hurried forward to block the old man.Da Chi Bao said sincerely: "Old man, we can't let you go, no matter what you have to do! We have prepared some food and wine, you must give us a face!" "Yes, old man, you If I don't reward you, my wife will cry a lot!" Xiaohe chimed in. Mr. Fushan is helpless - an Englishman is "really" helpless. "Mr. Guan," Ruixuan said peacefully and resolutely, neither in a hurry nor angry, "Mr. Fushan will not go! We are going to eat, and we will not keep you two!" Mr. Fushan swallowed. "Okay! Okay!" Da Chibao sighed. "We can't please you, so don't hate here anymore! This way, old man, I won't force you to come to our place, I'll bring you wine and vegetables! One side is raw, two sides are cooked, and we can We're friends, aren't we?" "My business, please be more distracted, old man!" Xiaohe cupped her hands high. "Okay! Ruixuan! Goodbye! I like how crisp and clear you are, Western style!" After Da Chibao finished speaking, he rolled his eyes as he bid farewell to everyone.Xiaohe followed behind, turning around and clapping his hands as he walked. Ruixuan only nodded slightly to them from inside the door. When they walked out, Mr. Fushan stretched his neck several times before he could speak: "This, is this also a Chinese?" "Unfortunately!" Ruixuan smiled. "We should kill the Japanese, and we should also eliminate this kind of Chinese! The Japanese are wolves, and these people are foxes!"