Raid that snake spirit disease

Grandpa has a narrow waist, and his voice sounds like he just woke up from a nap: "Then uncle is always thinking about Mr. Xue in his heart? Isn't that very good!"

Ning Duxiu sighed, helpless but resigned to his fate, and was about to speak again, but suddenly saw Ning Zhiyue coming back in a car outside, and immediately felt that her legs, which were pillowed by Gu Xuejun, were a little stiff.

...It seems that Zhiyue really needs to find something to do as soon as possible.

Master Ning already had a decision in his heart, but he didn't know that the boy in his arms glanced there quietly at a place he hadn't noticed.

"Ning Zhiyue has met Murong Ye again as we imagined, and as the host you guessed, since seeing him, Ning Zhiyue's biological wave state has always been maintained at a high level of excitement... Oh, she promised Murong Ye will help inquire about teaching positions at her alma mater, but at the same time she seems to have some special actions."

"for example?"

"In the past two days, she has been going to the mission hospital every day, and she seems to have a good conversation with a western doctor. Besides, every time she goes out with Murong Ye before returning home, she will make a detour to the ancestral hall."

Gu Xuejun, that is, Yi Canglang narrowed his eyes: "The church hospital... I am afraid it is related to Gu Xuejun's illness, and the relationship between the ancestral hall and Murong Ye..." He paused, "You seemed to say last time, Ning Boqing had a younger brother, Ning Shubai, who died young, and his eldest daughter died young, leaving behind only one younger daughter who has some mental problems, and was taken in by his elder uncle?"

Liu Liu was stunned: "The host is talking?"

Gu Xuejun clicked his tongue: "Could it be such a coincidence? Let's see, I see that Ning Zhiyue is quite busy when she is reborn this time. After all, everything is up to her, whether it's for the love in the past or for her now. As long as the sincerity towards this body is beyond the line, I will not hesitate to help."

Liuliu has come to terms with it, the host said that Ning Zhiyue is nosy, but in fact he has a lot of appreciation in his heart, otherwise how can such a selfish and lazy character be willing to reach out?

Just when Liuliu had a glimmer of hope for his host, Gu Xuejun quietly added: "When you get busy, you can't control me and Axiu!"

Liuliu: ...

Ning Zhiyue quickly got busy under the "unconscious" collusion of her fiancé and father. When she received a call from her uncle Ning Boqing, she heard the suddenly familiar voice on the other end of the phone, speaking kindly. When she was invited to have a casual meal, she really felt a sense of melancholy.

Then the feeling dissipated when he put down the phone receiver.Ning Zhiyue felt a headache from the bottom of her heart as she looked at the secretary, accountant and others who were waiting next to her with a stack of account books.

QvQ really cut through the pipe shop only to find that there are many things...

Although she is busy, Ning Zhiyue is not a canary completely kept in a cage. With the perseverance honed in her previous life, she gradually becomes more comfortable.When I met that good uncle on the appointed day, Ning Zhiyue laughed at herself in her heart facing the smile that was much warmer and more attentive than she remembered.

Now Ning Boqing's attitude is even more enthusiastic and attentive than before.However, Ning Boqing never expected that he thought the other party was a little girl who didn't know much about the world. Naturally, the smile she put on was no more attentive than when she was facing Ning Duxiu. When he came out, one could see the dirty thoughts under his smile at a glance.

Ning Zhiyue smiled gently and dignifiedly, even though her clothes were plain and low-key, she had a certain bearing.She quietly looked at the plain-clothed girl sitting next to Ning Boqing. There were two lines of clear tears hanging on the beautiful face of the girl's noodles in clear soup. The tassel earrings hanging down her cheeks looked like little flowers swaying gently. She was really lovely. moving.

Oh, long time no see, Ning Zhiyun.

Ning Zhiyue looked at this girl, her younger sister, with a smile.

Just as Ning Zhiyue was gradually reintegrating into this familiar but unfamiliar world ten years ago, a loud noise suddenly rose from the ground, making her suddenly realize what crucial thing she had forgotten.

As if overnight, the cruel reality and the rekindled flames of war made people who were gradually indulging in the peaceful years recall the turbulent days before many years ago.

Strictly speaking, the mainland of China is in turmoil these days, and foreign powers are eyeing it. In Lin Province, not far away, a large province has been torn apart by those foreigners. In addition, this mountain and that general are really a mess. Some parts of the land are in turmoil every year.

It's just that the shock this time was extraordinarily strong, and it swept across Yue Province at an extremely fast speed.

"Selling newspapers! Selling newspapers! There was a general strike in Shanghai, and the special commissioner of the Nationalist Government went to mediate and was assassinated!"

Ning Duxiu had sensed the imminent rain from the first moment it happened - if he hadn't had this intuition, how could he have kept the Ning clan intact through the ups and downs?You must know that Yuecheng happened to be in the hinterland of the Yangtze River!

As soon as he received the telegram, he asked Forbe to invite someone to come to the house that night, and the lights in the study were kept on all night.

The Silly Son of the Landlord's House of Dodder Blossoms (11)

Boss Ning attaches so much importance to this matter, it's not because he wants to care about current affairs on a whim.With the ensuing caution, the reasons driving him to do so surfaced.

But three days later, the national government announced the investigation results of the assassination of the special commissioner at an unprecedented speed, claiming that the murderer of the special commissioner was the underground party.The titles are ready-made: the special commissioner was an important leftist official, and when he was invited to be interviewed when he got on the train from Jinling not long ago, he openly expressed the leftist views in public, and he has great influence among the people.Therefore, the underground party brutally assassinated him.

"...When the news reached Jinling, the boss was so angry that he dropped his teacup on the spot."

In the concession area of ​​Shanghai, in a Japanese-style kikicho inner room, the slowly closed paper-wooden door cuts off the waka from outside. The man in a suit is holding a sake jug, and the clear liquid is poured from the spout. out, falling into the deep black porcelain cup and swirling to create a vortex.

The man opposite him gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, but he didn't look at him, but stared at the wine that kept falling into the glass.When the man in the suit finished pouring a glass, he calmly reached out to pick up the glass and took a sip.

"How is it?" The man with a gloomy face on the opposite side looked at him with a playful smile in the corner of his eyes.

"It's not that good." Ning Duxiu smacked his mouth, which was actually a bit rude, "When the wine is too weak, the bitterness will overwhelm the guest. If it's a play, ha, it's not for people to watch anyway." These words I don't know if it's the sobbing and singing kabuki outside or something else.

The man in the suit and leather shoes snorted lightly: "You also know that although the boss is backed by the Americans, he has a layer of defense after all. It is understandable that he wants to take this opportunity to shuffle the cards."

"I don't care about this." Ning Duxiu showed some impatience on his face, "You know that the military factory only has transactions with the Germans, and there is also a strict review process when it is sold in China. Who and when , What I bought, the factory has clearly recorded it, and I have not missed a penny in the management and management over the years, Mr. Dong, you should not have forgotten it. "

Ning Duxiu looked calm when he spoke, but there was a hint of threat in his words.

On the second day after he received the news, he used various channels to obtain more information, and took advantage of Mr. Dong's pre-emptive visit to Shanghai to meet him.Sure enough, an hour before they agreed to meet, Jinling released the news, claiming that the assassins of the commissioners had used the latest sniper rifle Yunyun. News from the large civilian military factory.

"I know, I know," Mr. Dong coughed lightly, "I will try my best to deal with it here."

"It's not trying hard, but making sure." Ning Duxiu bent his knuckles and tapped the small table, with a cold face, "You and I both know that the Americans are not long-term reliable people, not only the Americans, but also the British, French and Russians." Yes, they came all the way here to make such a small profit... Do you believe Mr. Dong? In the end, it is really reliable, so could it be that they are not from your own family?" Ning Duxiu was talking about his own family, but Ning Duxiu was hiding in the The pair of eyes behind the lens showed a faint and fierce look, and locked each other tightly.

"Of course I don't believe it, it's just that I'm forced by the facts now..." Mr. Dong showed a bit of helplessness on his face. Compared with before, he can be said to be able to bend and stretch a lot now. Thinking about it, the ups and downs of the officialdom for the past ten years have really tested people. "Hey, Wu-jun, Wu-jun, shouldn't it be better for us to refer to each other? Mr. Dong or something, it's too natural."

Wujun is the nickname given to Ning Duxiu by his teacher when he was studying.Many people have heard a woman nickname herself "Hengwu Jun", which contains three parts of elegance and three parts of coldness, and the rest is a metaphor for sadness.However, Wuzhe is different from Hengwu. The latter is a vanilla, while the former is just a luxuriant weed.Whether it's self-effacing or a warning, in short, it seems to be less affectionate.This is because his name is too proud and his complexion is full, so the teacher called "红" to suppress his heart.

It's a pity that after getting acquainted with classmates later, after all, "the way is one foot tall, the devil is one foot high", how to suppress the lonely and arrogant nature?He was jokingly called by the classmates as "the king grows weeds, but he is not a crowd", and they teased that the teacher is really "knowing people with discerning eyes", which hits the nail on the head.

Ning Duxiu hadn't heard this word for a long time, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.Long Jiu sighed softly and drank the wine in the glass, covering his eyes