Chapter 86 85

After chatting with Uncle Qian, Ruiquan felt unprecedentedly happy.Really, he hasn't figured out which stage of his transformation he has reached and how many stages there are in total; however, he got some inspiration from Poet Qian's words—keep going, keep going, as long as he keeps going, he will Can better understand themselves and the world.If his own can be connected with what the world should have, ideals, then he is truly worthy of this life. He stopped thinking about it.He must go to work at once, cheerfully, firmly, to work. He had to go to a shoe store in Dongcheng to get money, and immediately bought a bicycle so that he could start running.

On the way, he met two elementary school students, a boy and a girl, both carrying schoolbags, as if they were brothers and sisters who had just finished school.He couldn't help but look at them more.He thought of Xiao Shun'er and Niu Niu. The boy is about ten years old, and the girl is about seven years old, about the same age as Xiao Shun'er and Niu Zi.Both children are quite decent, but their faces are yellow and thin.The girl's dress is very short, and her wrists and ankles are all exposed. It seems that when a flower is about to bloom, the outer green calyx can no longer cover the petals.There are several patches on the boy's clothes.They walk very slowly.

Ruiquan couldn't help walking a little slower.He recalled the time when he was in school: when he left the street, he would always run away.These two children don't seem to be able to run.Can't even walk fast! As he was walking, the little boy saw a small brick on the road and kicked it with his foot. The girl stopped, and faced the boy.Her face, so yellow and thin, showed anger, contempt, and it seemed that she couldn't bear to scold, a complicated expression.Her thin lips moved a few times before she spoke: "Brother! You kicked a shoe, won't you make your mother angry again?"

The boy's face turned red, and he pretended to smile. "I just kicked it, it doesn't matter!" Ruiquan swallowed.Uncle Qian, himself, has changed?Hmph, even these two children have changed, becoming old people!War deprives children of their innocence and youth! After walking a few more steps, the little boy, as if to atone for the sin of kicking bricks, picked up a three-foot-long dead branch.Teach his sister to help him, he folded the dead branches into three pieces and put them in his schoolbag.The siblings all had smiles on their faces. Ruiquan didn't dare to look any further, he quickened his pace.From the moment he entered Peiping, he saw the desolation and poverty of this ancient city; now, in the bodies and actions of these two children, he saw the shadow of famine.Children have learned to treat a dead branch as a treasure.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again; he really wanted to give the two children some money and teach them to buy two sesame seed cakes.However, he stopped, and the children also stopped.The elder brother took the younger sister's hand, and the two little faces were next to each other, whispering to each other.Ruiquan had no choice but to walk away.Children, in this dead city, you know how to be careful, not only beware of the Japanese, but also everyone.War turns the relationship between human beings into that of cats and dogs.Terror teaches the little ones to grow a mind, hoping that they would rather starve to death than be killed!Xiao Shun'er and Niu Niu, he thought it must be the same!He kept walking, not daring to look back.

Near Dongsi Archway, he found a shoe store. The shop has two facades, the oil decorations on the door and window plaques have fallen off, and even the name on the plaques is not very clear.The glass on the window was cracked a long way, and it was pasted with newspaper.There were two or three pairs of shoes in the window-pane, covered with dust. Ruiquan wondered if he was in the right place.Looking at the name and house number on the plaque, he knew that he had not made a mistake.Thinking of Uncle Qian's Taoist robe and the small temple, he told himself: Only this kind of place is suitable for doing things in secret.He went in.

The room was quite dark, and there was a smell of damp, mixed with smelly paste and opium.He coughed, but no one answered him.He said the secret code: "Do you have double-faced shoes? The shopkeeper's!" There was a noise inside.He waited patiently.After a while, the door inside creaked, and a tall and thin man came out, chewing something in his mouth.He's like a big smoker. Ruiquan knew that opium smoking was a good cover under Japanese rule.He took out the goggles.Hidden in the shade of his goggles is his tiny badge.He took out the badge and showed the skinny man.Then, he said in a low voice: "I'll get the money." The thin man rolled his eyes: "What money?"

Ruiquan knew that something was wrong. "Your brother called!" "I, I don't have a brother!" The skinny ghost swallowed what was in his mouth. "No..." Ruiquan stared at the yellow and thin face with black eyes, and immediately wanted to grab the slender neck with his hands.However, he has to control himself.He was in Peiping; as long as the skinny ghost yelled, he would be in danger. "Stop kidding, bro!" He forced a smile and said, "You know how important that little money is!" The skinny ghost became impatient: "Go, go! I don't have time to mess with you!"

Ruiquan understood that the thin ghost wanted to fry his sauce ① at ease.He jumped forward violently, grabbed the thin ghost's right wrist with one hand, and strangled his neck with the other.He couldn't teach the thin man to shout, and he didn't want to hurt the thin man's life.However, he had to give the thin ghost a little bit of power. Although the thin ghost is so big, he has no strength at all, and Ruiquan has never let out an urgent but quiet begging: "Let me go! Let go!" Ruiquan clasped his hands a little tighter: "If you yell, I'll strangle you to death!" "I won't yell! I won't yell! Let me go!"

Ruiquan moved his hand away. "Say something quickly!" The thin ghost licked his lips, and glanced at Ruiquan. "Well, I'll tell you the truth! There was that sum of money, and I took it. But, but, I've been taught! I have no business, I have to smoke, no money! I know, you and my brother are great People. I, I have no other choice! I am not a bad person, but, huh, four years, four years of living under the feet of the Japanese, even the gods have to become villains!" Ruiquan straightened his neck and walked out.He didn't want to listen to the skinny ghost anymore.Anger was about to burst his lungs, and he could no longer stand in this smelly, dark room.

However, as soon as he went out, he turned around and walked back.No, he couldn't let the skinny ghost go so easily.His hands, now, are for fighting.He couldn't just lose money and delay his work so casually.He wanted to use physical pain to punish the skinny ghost again. If he could squeeze out some money, wouldn't it be better than losing it all?He didn't have to feel sorry for the skinny ghost, because the skinny ghost would die sooner or later. However, the skinny ghost is crying on the counter! Ruiquan hesitated for a moment.The skinny ghost, since he was crying, must not be heartless.No, no, don't be too softhearted!He walked over and pulled his head lying on the counter. The thin ghost looked at Ruiquan blankly with tears in his eyes. Ruiquan forgot all the words he remembered.He let go.There was nothing he could do.This skinny ghost has no life, but he is still alive; he is useless, but he still has a little conscience.Can't do it! "I'm sorry!" the skinny ghost said in a very low voice, "I'm sorry, I know you're in a hurry, but I've spent all my money, all of it!" Ruiquan suddenly remembered, "Are you trying to betray me? You know my number, my appearance, you..." "I won't! I won't! My brother is just like you! I won't betray you, I'm sad enough already! I'm Chinese too!" Ruiquan went out again.He is angry, he is depressed, and he has nothing to do.Quickly, he walked a long way, feeling a little more comfortable in his heart.He thought of Chamberlain.Ugh, how many blows did Uncle Qian suffer?Hmph, perhaps ten times or a hundred times more than what he suffered!However, Uncle Qian was not discouraged, and he didn't complain about anyone. He still had a steady job.Ha, what is this setback?His eyes lit up, wouldn't he continue working without that little money?joke! But what if that skinny ghost betrayed him?Yes, the skinny ghost promised him that he would never betray him; however, can the words of a heavy smoker be trusted?One can sell one's soul for smoking! Shouldn't he be back at the shoe shop right away and finish the skinny guy?It's not that hard, just squeeze the skinny guy's... No!Those hands must rest on necks that are worth more than the skinny ghost's.The poisonous hand must be placed, but it depends on where it is placed.He can't imitate the Japanese, and even add poisonous hands to a baby. He went to the underground worker's office, firstly to report for duty, and secondly to see if he could borrow a bicycle. Walking, walking, he saw a bicycle leaning against a willow tree.He'd like to steal it, really.With a car, he has wings and can run around in and out of the city.It would seem, then, that his work should offset his guilt of stealing!he laughed. However, he did not steal the car.Well, the Japanese can steal all of Peiping, and he doesn't bother stealing a car.Is this a moral superiority?He smiled again. Almost at the destination, he slowed down and drove all thoughts out of his mind.He must be as careful as a mouse is when it comes out in the daytime.He forgot everything, so that every hair on his body would be alert and attentive. The street gate is open.It was inconvenient for him to knock on the door, but he barged in with a big face.A small courtyard, surrounded by a piece of sunlight in all directions, made him feel warm.He couldn't help saying: "The little yard is so cute!" A wooden ladder is placed on the south wall.He walked up to the ladder.He didn't dare to enter the house right away, but had to linger in the courtyard for a while, listening for the movement in the house with his ears and eyes. The door to the north room opened gently.Ruiquan rolled his eyes, and there was a Chinese who looked exactly like a Japanese standing at the door. Ruiquan said in his heart: "Oops!" However, he was a little happy.This is a battle, not as stuffy and boring as the scene in the shoe store just now. He turned around and faced the fake oriental material fired in the kiln of war, which was a combination of Chinese and Japanese. "What are you doing?" Fake Oriental Material asked with a straight face. "What's your surname? You're old!" Ruiquan approached slowly, and said with a smile on his face, "You are in charge of the house? I, from Sanshun Wood Factory, come to take a look at the house." The eyes of the fake oriental goods Staring at Ruiquan's face, he didn't make a sound. Ruiquan moved closer and lowered his voice: "The landlord wants 30,000! 30,000!" He stuck out his tongue. "Good guy, 30,000! There are only a few small rooms! The small courtyard is cute, but it's not worth 30,000!" After speaking, he flirted and fled. "I have to go up and see, thirty thousand! I have to look carefully!" He went to the bottom of the south wall again; lifted the ladder.At this time, he saw clearly that there was still a face on the glass window of the small east room. He went into the room, carefully knocked on the bricks and tiles, and inspected the rafters.After seeing enough of the above, he climbed down from the ladder, and carefully looked at the walls, stepping stones, and pillars.While looking at it, he muttered: "The wood is okay, but there are broken bricks in the wall! It's not worth thirty thousand!" After looking at the outside, he put the ladder back to its original place, and then went inside to have a look.The eyes of the fake oriental goods are always good, and the eyeballs follow Ruiquan. Ruiquan dawdled for half an hour.Because of climbing the stairs, his cheeks were flushed and his nose was sweating.After wiping his face with a towel, he came out and sat on the steps, thinking silently: "The house is too small to enter! Let alone building a new one, maybe 50,000 yuan will not be able to cover it!" After thinking for a while, he raised He said in a low voice, "Thanks for your hard work, you are old!" Then reluctantly, looking around, walked out of the courtyard. Seeing the street gate, he wished he could fly out!He guessed that this organization had just been cracked, and maybe all the workers had been arrested.What was captured, he knew, would never come back.If the documents in the agency also fell into the hands of the enemy, more than half of his own secrets would have been leaked! However, he couldn't, absolutely couldn't, so he panicked.He knocked lightly on the door stack and the street door to see how the work was done.Then, sitting on the threshold, he fanned his face with a towel.After such a delay for a while, Yue felt that if the people in the courtyard were watching him from behind, they must have seen clearly that he was not in a hurry, and believed that he was from Muchangzi, so he stretched his waist and slowly stood up, go away.At this time, his heart really wanted to escape from his mouth; with a bang, his whole body was sweating. After walking a long way, his sweat dripped down.He began to feel happy.This is his opening scene in Peiping, and the singing is not unreasonably lively.Being inspected at the station, seeing Uncle Qian in the small temple, losing money, and almost losing his life; this is all exciting!Vigorous! Who says Peking is quiet?Hmph, this is even more tense than being on the battlefield!This is a challenge to the tiger's den with bare hands!Vigorous! He cheered up.This is work, real work.This is really putting life in the powder keg.Here, and only here, could one really smell the blood on the enemy's bayonets.See the chains and torture of the dungeon. "Okay, let's do it!" Looking at the street, he felt that Beiping was as lovely as before the war!The sky is still so high, the sun is still so bright, and everything is still so beautiful.Yes, this is still Peiping, and Peiping will never perish, as long as there are Uncle Qian and our third child! "Third, come on!"