chaotic world

Not all thirst quenching.

When he didn't remember, it was good to have Song Shudong by his side, he was very contented, and felt that the important things were always by his side. Sometimes when he was flustered and uneasy, he told himself that he had let Shudong down and could not make mistakes again.

He chose not to think about those vague unease.

But ever since he saw Zhou Lan, the floodgates opened, and the memories of running, dripping, and dripping suddenly surged, turning his world into a big river and sea. He wandered in it, confused and confused, and only wanted to reach the only bright lighthouse.

However, the lighthouse went out on its own, rejecting his arrival.

Song Shudong is also a poor man, he knows it.

He entered this vast ocean early in the morning, was engulfed by the big waves, and was unable to retreat completely. The instinct of drowning made him hold on to Du Yunfeng.

In a dilemma, he can't pull him in, because he doesn't know where he is going, and he can't leave him, because there was a deep love in the past.

Although those lies were false, they really depended on each other.

He didn't know how to do it, he resisted getting close in his heart, but intellectually he didn't want Song Shudong to be tortured, he had no choice but to not see or listen or speak.

But in the eyes of Song Shudong, who is wishful thinking and deeply affectionate, Du Yunfeng has become so cold as a jerk.

Obviously everything is fine, but just seeing someone once, it's like losing your soul.

When the scar is healed, forget the pain, remember to eat but not beat.

A good Du Yunfeng, once he touched Zhou Lan's side, the old evil returned, and those bad habits and dispositions were revealed again.

New and old grudges, counting as a ledger, the crux of the problem, in Song Shudong's view, is the scourge of Zhou Lan.

And the scourge Zhou Lan is on the way to Tianjin at this time.

He hasn't been back to Tianjin for a long time, and after the last meeting with Du Yunfeng in Beiping, he never saw each other again.He was a little surprised at first, but based on his understanding of Du Yunfeng's nature, on the surface he appears to have a flexible personality, and his methods are also very flexible, but in essence, he is a single-minded guy who will not give up until he achieves his goal.Otherwise, he wouldn't have set a trap in the first place, trying to put himself to death.

Now, since Du Yunfeng thought of him, Zhou Lan, there was no reason to let him go easily.

Zhou Lan knows him very well, because he is also this kind of person.Among the same kind, he can easily guess the other party's thoughts and actions.

But after the farewell to Beiping, Du Yunfeng only tried to find him in various ways at the beginning, but soon disappeared.

At first, he suspected that the other party was trying to come up with some terrible method, so he was always on guard, but half a year later, everything was very safe.

He hesitated, maybe, Du Yunfeng really changed his sex after being injured, or maybe, that kid surnamed Song really made Du Yunfeng tempted.

Thinking of this possibility, he would feel uncomfortable, but he immediately told himself rationally that this is good, right, and the best ending.

People change, and Du Yunfeng is no exception.

Of course, I am no exception. Song Shudong is a living person, and He Si is even more so. Wild seeds can grow in fields and people's hearts.

Countless times, when he held He Si in his arms, touching those scars in the dark, he would really feel sorry for him.

He is so hard-hearted that he can squeeze He Si into his heart, so is there any excuse for Du Yunfeng not to contact him anymore?

He was sitting in the car steadily, and He Si was in the guard car in front, not far or close.

He traveled very low-key, with only a dozen soldiers from the guard class, all in casual clothes, three ordinary-looking black cars, diverted in the night without any haste, and one of them drove into the Belgian Concession.

Zhou Lan missed his mother very much, and before He Si opened the door, she got out of the car and went to ring the doorbell.

Wu Ma walked down the steps towards the gate, and opened it yelling, "Oh, it's the young master who's back. Hurry up, go tell the old lady."

She was very handsome, and her whole body was trembling when she ran, but it didn't affect her speed at all. She opened the black carved iron door with a smile on her face, and greeted the visitor with a reproach.

As soon as Wu Ma's voice fell, a small figure rushed out from the garden house.

"father!"

Xiao Bao flew out like a small cannonball, embraced Zhou Lan with four claws, and Zhou Lan just took off half of his coat and freed an arm to hug him.

"Son, you've grown up!"

"Daddy"

"Young master, you are back. The old lady talks about you every day. If it wasn't for her bad legs, she would have gone to look for you."

Zhou Lan took off her coat, and before Mama Wu could pick it up, the one behind stretched out an arm, and took it naturally.

"Thank you." Mama Wu saw that the person who came later was Squad Leader He who used to come to the house frequently, and she didn't see anyone. "Give it to me."

He Si gave the top hat and coat that he had just received to Mama Wu, and didn't say much, just nodded.

In the past, when Zhou Lan came home, the old lady would always ask Shumei to help him up when she heard the noise, even if she just walked to the door.

Today when Zhou Lan entered the old lady's room, she ran into Shumei who rushed out to greet her. The two were very anxious and almost bumped into each other.

Shumei turned sideways quickly, and explained: "The old lady is deaf, I want to welcome the young master to this room as soon as possible."

Zhou Lan smiled gently, stopped, and said softly to her: "I will definitely see my mother first when I get home, you are interested."

Xiaobao slipped down like a monkey, pawed Shumei's waist affectionately, and raised his face: "Aunt Mei, Dad is back, why are you so blushing!"

Shumei lowered her head even more, and kept saying nothing.

Zhou Lan glanced at Shumei, just smiled, and told Xiaobao not to make trouble, and went to accompany Aunt Mei to greet the guests outside.

Zhou Lan entered the room, He Si voluntarily stayed outside the door, Shumei opened the window, took water from the servant's tray and put it on the square table beside Zhou Lan, seeing the old lady holding her son's hand and talking excitedly. He took Xiaobao's hand and made a boo gesture.Xiao Bao obviously listened to her very much, he pursed his lips, and followed her out quietly.

She is the old lady's personal maid, and she has been by her side for several years in a blink of an eye. She is also a young master in name, so her status is naturally much higher than other people's. Usually, the dumb uncle in the family is in charge, but it is inconvenient to speak. She took care of it inside and out.

She was like a half-hostess, busy inside and outside, now she entered the living room to greet the people brought by Zhou Lan.

She knew He Si very well. When Zhou Lan was inconvenient to go back to Tianjin, He Si often ran between the two places and came to the house countless times. Although he didn't speak much, he was very reliable.

So she arranged a guest room for He Si first, and the rest of the soldiers were all young men, and it was not convenient for her to come forward, and He Si didn't need her to open her mouth, so she called and left a few, and sent the rest to the nearest hotel.

Most of the guards are arranged in the old house of the Zhou family in China. In fact, they just go home to visit. He used to act low-key, and he rarely brought too many men. The situation is getting more and more uneasy, his identity is complicated, and several forces are staring at him with different purposes.

The current situation is getting more and more turbulent, and the actions of the Japanese are undisguised, and their intentions are becoming more and more obvious, which can be seen from the increasing number of perverse ronin on the street.

Zhou Lan's identity is too sensitive. He was once close to the Japanese, but suddenly turned his face and fought violently. He has become a thorn in the flesh of the Japanese, and he wants to pull it out quickly.If he hadn't been in the inland area, and his whereabouts were always rare and hidden, the Japanese spies must have been eyeing him long ago.

Now there is no guarantee that nothing will go wrong. Zhou Lan is well aware of Jinxin Yaqing's power and ability, and he will not let him go without hearing from him for so long.

Therefore, there is a great possibility that Jinxin not only controls his news, but also controls his life and death.

After all, he can't stay naked and surrounded by soldiers forever.

The relationship between the two, only if the two of them know each other well, if they don't expose it, they can survive and tell the world, that is the crime of collaborating with the enemy, and it is a dead end.

The Japanese are his enemies, and there are many enemies among his own people.He came to Tianjin with only more than 20 guards, which is a very risky challenge. These people can only protect him from losing his life at critical moments.

If someone really wanted to put him to death, it would be very difficult to escape.

One of the purposes of his return to Tianjin this time is to persuade his family members to leave Tianjin and go to Shanghai, Wuhan, or Hong Kong, which is always safer than North China.

The whole of North China is already under the eyes of Japan, and it is gearing up, and sooner or later it will take a paw at the heart of China.Zhou Lan's independent division is under the command of the 29th Army. He is very clear about the combat effectiveness of the 29th Army. In a real war, his independent division is at the top of the 29th Army in terms of combat effectiveness and equipment level.

He also knows the level of Japan, the tactical level, and the quality of individual soldiers are very high. After so many years of hard work, they came prepared.

Although the two sides have not fought each other, those who know themselves and the enemy can already predict the result.An egg hits a rock, how many eggs does it take to crack a rock?

Fortunately, Zhou's family lives in the concession, and it is still peaceful for the time being.Taking precautions, he can't wait for danger to come before saving his family.

It is difficult to leave the homeland, and the older the person, the more obvious it is.It was very difficult for Zhou Lan to persuade his mother, which is why he insisted on returning to Tianjin in person. If it was an outsider's persuasion, his mother would definitely not listen.

"I'm not going anywhere. The ancestors of the Zhou family are all here, and their graves are all buried on the mountain. I'm old. If I go outside, my ancestors won't agree to it." The third aunt just shook her head, she was blind Soon, I couldn't see people clearly at all, holding my son's hand, "looking" at my son blankly, with a firm expression.

"Mother," Zhou Lan held her hand hard to let her realize the seriousness of the matter, "Tianjin is not safe, and the concession is not guaranteed to be safe. If there is a real war, I can't guard you in Tianjin. Soldiers have to follow orders, you are not safe, and I feel uneasy wherever I go.”

"I am an old lady. At this age, no one is afraid. The world has been in chaos since the year of Gengzi. Now, which of the common people can't live?" Whether you are afraid or not, in her view, life is full of hardships wherever you go. "Whoever wins the world will depend on the common people to live, and can they drive everyone to extinction?"

Zhou Lan shook her head straight, unable to care about her aunt seeing: "Mother, the Japanese are different, you have never seen them before, they can do anything..."

"The Japanese are people too," the good-tempered aunt suddenly denied him. "There is no difference between people. There are good people and bad people in Japan."

Zhou Lan didn't think much, he didn't want to refute the good or bad of human nature, he just wanted his mother to leave early.

"It doesn't matter who is good or who is bad, mother, swords and guns have no eyes, you see that the Belgian Concession doesn't even have troops stationed, how can I feel relieved?"

"Anyway, I won't leave Tianjin. I'm sorry for my ancestors. I can't do it even if I die." Auntie's stubbornness exceeded his expectations, and she refused to leave the Zhou family's ancestors no matter what, as if this was her duty in life. , "Your heart, mother understands in her heart, it is really impossible, let Shumei take my eldest grandson away, and I am an old lady guarding. Yunfeng has not come home these years, mother thinks... This godson is probably out of order What's the matter, you are filial, keep it from the family, and the mother knows it in her heart."

"Mother, I..." Before Zhou Lan could finish her objection, she was interrupted by her aunt who patted the back of her hand.

"I know, Xiaolong, all the mothers you want to talk about know," the aunt said, "but you have to understand mother, mother is the only elder of the Zhou family now, Yunfeng... If you are gone, you are the only one in the Zhou family." Heir, it is your duty to protect the family property of the ancestors, and it is also the mother's duty, you lead the soldiers, loyalty and filial piety cannot be fulfilled, mother can no longer go around, mother can't get over this hurdle in her own heart!"

Speaking of this, Auntie's originally dazed eyes were filled with tears, and when she blinked, the tears flowed down her face, blocked by wrinkles, the flow was not smooth, and her face was full of tears.

"Mother, Yunfeng is still there." Zhou Lan held his aunt's hand tightly. There were only two of them, and there was no concealment between mother and son. "He is alive, don't think too much about it. Well, after a while I will bring him back to show you, don't be sad."

"Really?" My aunt asked, "I haven't seen Yunfeng for two or three years, and I thought to myself, I dare not ask you, and my family members dare not ask."

Zhou Lan realized that no one in the family had asked about it in the past two years, not the dumb uncle who cared about Yunfeng the most, not even his younger brother Yunhai—obviously, it was the aunt and the others who made up their minds at home and came to a conclusion up.

Just like when Zhou Lan thought Du Yunfeng was dead, he didn't mention it to anyone.

Don't mention it in your mouth, in fact, you can rest assured.

"He is alive!" Zhou Lan said, "He will definitely come home to see you."

Zhou Lan walked out of the old woman's bedroom exhausted and returned to the guest room.

He used to live in a house in the Belgian Concession. When Du Yunfeng and Du Yunfeng bought this house, it was just a transitional house. Uncle them.

Dinner was very quiet, the dumb uncle said nothing, Shumei bowed her head and said little, while serving her aunt, while watching whether Xiaobao was a picky eater, Zhou Lan sometimes said a few words to her aunt, and sometimes turned her head to say a few words to He Si However, He Si was always a bit cautious in his house, unlike in the division where he relaxed, he answered questions and didn't say much.

The guards and soldiers at the other table were all buried in their meals, and there was no other movement except the sound of dishes and chopsticks.

Fortunately, there is Xiaobao, who can't wink, jumps up and down, and a meal becomes a stage for him to play tricks.

"Father, look at me!" Xiaobao showed his skills in front of his father, tossing up peanuts, he moved his head and neck to pick them up like a little bitch.

Zhou Lan smiled and taught him a few words, not really angry, suddenly remembered that Du Yunfeng also liked to throw away food like this when he was a teenager.

"Dad, look at me." Xiaobao picked up a long noodle, and quickly got on the stool, "My noodle is the longest, compare it with me."

"Son, come down." Zhou Lan saw that the child was usually raised at home and had never been frightened, so she stretched out her hand to pat his butt.Shumei also rushed to coax Xiaobao, trying to lift the child off the stool.

Zhou Lan's slap landed on Shumei's hand.

"Haha," Xiaobao gloated in time, "Daddy hit Aunt Mei! Oh, dad hit Aunt Mei."

"Little boy," Zhou Lan scolded, reaching out to teach his son a lesson.

Shumei hurriedly hugged Xiaobao to the side, avoiding Zhou Lan's slap, she pleaded: "The child is still young, he is happy when you come home, and he doesn't usually make trouble."

Children are the most eye-catching, and they are not afraid of anything if they are protected by others. They have a playful smile and jump up and down, even if their father really stretches his face.

"You just came home, so don't scare him, he's so young, what do you know?" My aunt usually dotes on Xiaobao the most, and now she even loves her father to educate the child.

"Don't mess around, if you don't eat well next time, Grandma and Aunt Mei will protect you, and Dad will beat you too." Zhou Lan looked at Xiaobao with a straight face, "Do you remember?"

"Oh," Xiaobao elongated his voice, as if he was serious, but in fact he was smiling mischievously with sparkling eyes, "I remember, Dad."

Zhou Lan glanced at him, not really angry in his heart, and smiled from the corner of his eye.

Xiao Bao chuckled and rushed to his side: "Dad is the best, so you won't be angry with me, right Dad?"

Zhou Lan didn't hold back, and laughed.

Zhou Lan's heart softened with this little clever ghost, with his smug wit.

Early the next morning, he took He Si to the British Concession.

"The Belgian Concession is still not as good as the British Concession. There is no garrison there, and it is safer to have a patrol room here. No matter how courageous the Japanese are, they dare not mess around in the British Concession." Zhou Lan entered the big house in the British Concession, While walking, he said to He Si, "My mother doesn't want to leave Tianjin, and I can't force her away. It's better to let her live in the British Concession first."

"It's an expedient measure," He Si followed him upstairs. The house is usually kept clean, and it is cleaned regularly. It's just that spring has just arrived, and the outside lawn is not taken care of. It is a little messy, and it looks unpopular.

He said: "This house is big, and the old lady has more space to live in. I'll call in some experts from the security squad to look after the house. Nothing serious will happen, and you can rest assured."

"Well," Zhou Lan nodded. He had already reached the second floor. Turning the handle, he went straight into the study, "This used to be my study."

"I know," He Si followed him in, "I've been here before, Du Yunhai brought me here."

"Oh," Zhou Lan remembered that when he was outside the customs, he did let He Si come to this house in the British Concession. At that time, Yun Hai was still studying in Tianjin, and the bungalow here was big, and the whole family lived here.

"The sea of ​​clouds has been here before," Zhou Lan dug out a cigar that had been hidden for a long time from the bottom drawer, put it under his nose and smelled it, "It seems not bad, how about one?"

He Si stepped forward, took out the cigar from the wooden box, took the lighter and toasted it slowly, the aroma of the high-quality cigar rose slowly.

The room is filled with a long-lasting and mellow herbal fragrance.

"Yunhai went to Peking for an internship, and will be home in a few days," Zhou Lan looked at He Si's hand toasting a cigar, and said the promise with his aunt, "I want to get Yunfeng back."

He Si was roasting intently, and after a while, he said "hmm".

"He never comes back. My mother misses him. She is getting old, and I don't want her to leave any regrets." Zhou Lan said while observing He Si.

He has a hard and stubborn heart, with only a little bit of soft side. Today is different from the past, he opened that part to the other party.

After He Si finished roasting the cigarette, he took a sip by himself. The fire was just right. In the atmosphere of the smoke, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Lan, "It's ready, do you want it?"

Turning the cigarette butt around, handing over the cigar, there are still faint teeth marks from his biting.

Zhou Lan smiled slightly, but lowered her eyes without reaching out.

The cigar was finally put into his mouth, and He Si's hand seemed to scrape his lips.

This house in the British Concession is very spacious, and there is a two-story bungalow in the backyard. It used to be a smoke and earth warehouse. Now the earth goods business goes directly to the wharf and enters Lu Baichen’s warehouse. It is more convenient and safer. After all, Lu Baichen belongs to Hou Daiying. Friends, no one dares to disrespect the Hou family brothers.

After tidying up the warehouse, more than 20 people were stationed in the small building on the second floor, and even the guards from the Huajie side were moved here.

Zhou Lan doesn't need to worry about these. He Si is very meticulous and arranges properly. Not only that, he also asked workers to redo the carved iron fence. The pattern is still the same as the original one, but it is much higher. Javelin, beautiful and sharp.

He was busy with his work, and Zhou Lan went to pay a visit to Director Hou. There were many things that needed to be resolved during this trip to Tianjin. The backlog was half a year, and he had to come forward for everything in person.

The smoke and ammunition went out of Tianjin very smoothly, but after Cangzhou, it started to struggle. The short road to Baoding required convulsions along the way, and the cost doubled. This business was almost unbearable.

I had a private meeting and discussion with the chief waiter all afternoon, but failed to make much progress.Brother Hou's family had already done their best, and the goods from the wharf had never made any mistakes along the way in Tianjin, but when they left the outer suburbs, the police force was useless, and it was beyond their will.

But the chief waiter finally made a suggestion——

Going in the direction of Cangzhou is where Du Lu is stationed. Based on his old friendship, the director of the waiting room sincerely suggested that this would not be difficult for Du Lu.

"Business is business, brother Zhou, don't be too humane, just do it if it pays off, and forget it if it doesn't pay off."

Zhou Lan was noncommittal.