Sincerely waiting to return to the building, the twilight is deep

Chapter 7

Yu Manli's move into the Ming mansion was quite a test for Minglou and Mingcheng.

Minglou greeted Wang Tianfeng's ancestors again, and Mingcheng of course sent them the exact words without changing the words.

They knew that this had nothing to do with Wang Tianfeng at all, but they always wanted someone to relieve their unhappiness.

There is Yu Manli in the family, and Wang Manchun has been pestering Minglou these days, even conducting raids at work, and he is in the inspection period of Yoko Nantian.

The two of them can have a little time alone, and they can only briefly describe the tasks.

Mingtai wrote a few letters to his eldest sister, revealing his longing for her between the lines.

It's also quite difficult for Mingtai, who can't go home even though she is close at hand.The eldest sister mentioned Yu Manli in her reply, but Mingtai didn't say anything, which was not beyond Minglou's expectation.

It was Wang Tianfeng's calmness that surprised Minglou a little.

Maybe Yu Manli hadn't lived many good days in the hearts of ordinary people, or maybe she was always a little uncomfortable living under the fence, and she wanted to grab all the dirty and tiring jobs.As a result, Axiang and several other long-term helpers didn't know whether to accept or refuse.In the end, Ah Xiang protested. If things go on like this, she will lose her job and go back to the countryside.

The eldest sister originally wanted to send Manli to the girls' school of the church. She is 19 years old and is in her prime, so the most important thing to do is to learn outside things.

But Yu Manli declined, saying that she could read, and she could just read by herself.

It is rare for Axiang to have a girl who is about the same age as her as a companion, so she often chats with Yu Manli, teaches her how to do maid work and make up.Yu Manli herself has a good background, and I feel pity for this outfit. Wearing a cheongsam is even more stunning, which makes people's eyes shine. When she appeared at a small reception in the Ming family, she won a porcelain beauty name.

Minglou is not in a very good mood today. Recently, his elder brother has been a little irritable. It is said that in order to protect Yu Manli and Mingtai, the waiter who connected with him last time died.

Mingtai was a leader for the first time, so it was inevitable that he was a bit self-centered, so that he missed the best opportunity and only hurt the target person's leg.

Mingcheng wondered if he could make some tea that clears away the heat, so as to relieve Minglou's anger.

Mingcheng had just cleaned up the messy documents that Minglou had dropped, and cleaned up the broken porcelain on the floor, and he was turning over and over in his heart scolding Wang Tianfeng for the ancestor of the orangutan.

Of course Ming Lou competed with Wang Manchun.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Yoko Nantian.

Today, Nantian changed into a military uniform, a light-colored long skirt, and a floral-rimmed hat, which gave her a bit of a feminine look.

"Master Ming has gone out." Mingcheng smiled at Nantian.

Section Chief Nantian also smiled: "Mr. Ah Cheng seems to have forgotten that we have common interests."

Mingcheng thought for a while: "Looks like I'm going to invite Section Chief Nantian to have a cup of coffee."

"There's no need for coffee, it's better for Mr. Ah Cheng to invite me to eat some snacks here." Nantian laughed with less hostility.

It was close to noon, and there were not many pedestrians on the street. Mingcheng and Nantian Yoko walked side by side.They don't talk to each other, like strangers.

The two sat down at the wonton stand.The stall owner was an elderly man who knew Mingcheng, so he ordered two big bowls without asking him.

Nantian has been in Shanghai for so long, but he has never eaten at this kind of place. He took a tentative taste, and it tasted good.

Mingcheng also felt a little bit emotional, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the old man's gray hair is now completely white, cut short, and hard like broken thorns.

That year, after school, Mingtai clamored to have something to eat at the old stall before going back, but Mingcheng couldn't resist, so he agreed.

Ming Lou also likes the products of this shop very much. At that time, the old man still sold stuffed buns with soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks.

Then, in the alley not far away, he killed the first person in his life.

In order to wait for him to find the eldest brother who had just passed by, Mingtai waited until the sky, but the old man sent him back.

Looking at Mingtai with a snot and tears, Mingjing scolded him who had just woken up, and beat Minglou three or four times.

"Mr. Cheng, what are you thinking?" Yoko Nantian asked him.

"Some old things." Mingcheng took a sip of the soup.

When Mingcheng ate the second wonton, four carts came, and then two peasants came.They greeted the old man warmly, and the old man served them a bowl of wontons each.

"Ah Cheng, you are really my nobleman." The old man teased him, "This is..."

"Colleague." Mingcheng continued, "Abbot, have you been in good health for the past two years?"

The old man nodded: "Fortunately, it's just that people's hands and feet slow down when they get old, so you should come and sit often."

"Do they come here often?" Mingcheng pointed to those six people.

"Oh, business, how can I remember that there are so many people, and there is always nothing wrong with welcoming people with a smile." The old man added two more to Mingcheng, "Boy, after all these years, you are still so thin, eat two more. Girl, do you want it?"

Nantian smiled and shook, but did not speak.

The old man tapped the empty bucket with a ladle, and said to Mingcheng, "Look at it for me, I'll get some water."

Mingcheng nodded in agreement.

The old man walked forward, and the few people behind him stood up.

Why can't Mingcheng and Nantian, two people who have experienced accidents, see anything.

With a flick of Mingcheng's wrist, a bowl of steaming wonton soup splashed on the face of the person closest to him.

The man was squinted by the wonton soup and took two steps back.Farmers rushed up, all with knives in their hands.The strange thing is that after they glanced upstairs, they shook the knife in their hands as if they had received some order, and rushed towards Mingcheng.

Since the location of the wonton burden was relatively remote, and it was noon, no one came over.

Between the calcium carbide flames, eight people fought into a ball.

Although Nan Tian is a woman, her ruthlessness is not inferior to that of any man.

After she kicked off the dagger in a man's hand and pulled out the gun from her waist, a simple word from that man caused her muzzle to be cut between the man's eyebrows, avoiding the heart and shooting into the lobe of the lung.

However, this moment of stupefaction, the person behind attacked with a knife.

Mingcheng kicked away the two people who were entangled with him, and quickly moved to the back of Nantian, without even thinking about it, he grasped the blade and kicked the man between the chest and abdomen.

Blood slid down the wrist and into the sleeve, staining the white sleeve red.

Nantian's shot hit the man's abdomen, his eyes were sharp.

Six people were injured, three were slightly injured and three were seriously injured.Mingcheng's feet are good. During the fight just now, he kicked and broke a man's ribs.

Not far away, the whistle of the patrolling police sounded, as well as the hurried footsteps of pedestrians and the sound of car horns.

Mingcheng dropped the knife in his hand and looked at Nantian: "Section Chief Nantian, are you okay?"

"Leave me alone, go after me!" Nantian Yoko's ankle seemed to be broken in the fight just now, and he walked with a limp.

"No, I want to send you back." Mingcheng stopped her

"Go, catch the old man selling wontons!" Nan Tian thought of something and turned to the police chief, pointing in the direction the old man left.

"Hey, my stall, I live by it." Before she finished speaking, the old man appeared crying and howling.

Mingcheng hurried over and helped the old man: "Uncle, don't worry." He turned to Nantian Yoko, "Mr. Nantian, I can assure you that this old man has nothing to do with them."

Yoko Nantian looked at Ming Cheng, then at the old man: "Mr. Ah Cheng, do you know who they are?"

Her blunt Chinese tone made the old man raise his eyes: "Aren't you Chinese? Mr. Nan Tian? Ah Cheng, is she Japanese?".

Mingcheng knew why the old man left his hometown from the Northeast and came to Shanghai. However, in this situation, he could only nod his head, but immediately began to explain: "But..."

The old man pushed him away, and slowly knelt down on the ground: "I made wontons for the Japanese, I made wontons for the Japanese, motherfucker, baby, I'm sorry for you...I'm sorry for you..." He Out of breath, he picked up the rolling pin that fell to the ground and rushed towards Nantian.

Mingcheng grabbed him: "Abo!"

Only then did the old man notice that Mingcheng's hand was injured, and the blood was all on his body. Then he looked at the mess and said, "Is this the injury from saving that Japanese woman? I'll kill you traitor..." The rolling pin slammed The ground hit Mingcheng on the back, and the muffled sound made the onlookers feel pain.

At the beginning, Nantian was watching them all the time, watching them quietly, neither avoiding nor speaking.She didn't move, and the police chief on the side was also an old monster, and he stood there to let his subordinates maintain the order of the onlookers.The second time, and the third time, Nantian felt that it was not a fake, so she signaled the chief of police to stop it.

"You wicked old man, it's shameless to give you face. Secretary-General Ming is a popular person next to Chief Ming. Don't die." The police chief is not young, his hair is gray, and these words are extremely beautiful.

Nantian walked over and supported Mingcheng: "Mr. Ah Cheng, are you okay?"

"Section Chief Nantian, this old man is really innocent." Mingcheng endured the pain and said, "Don't embarrass him."

"Mr. Ah Cheng, this old gentleman is too anti-Japanese..." Nantian was a little embarrassed.

"I don't want you to beg her, I..." The old man saw the knife that Mingcheng threw away just a few steps away, stepped forward, picked it up and stabbed himself in the neck, "Little Japan, I will never let it go over you."

Mingcheng felt that he had nothing to say. If this was not an old man but a young man, he would have punched him directly.

There is no way, Mingcheng can only tear off the blood scab on his hand, let the wound on his hand bleed again, and then press the old man's wound with his bleeding hand: "Call the hospital!"

A sharp light flashed in Nantian's eyes, and he turned his head and said to the police chief standing beside him, "Send him to the hospital."

After Mingcheng watched the old man being carried into the ambulance, he finally let go of his heart. It seems that Nantian thought he had found a weakness of his own, and the old man should not be in danger for a while.

"Be careful!" Mingcheng saw the shadow in the opposite room reflected on the window glass of the department store.

The shadow of a person, the muzzle of the gun should be aimed at Yoko Nantian.

"It's time to appear." Minglou who was sitting in the coffee shop glanced at Wang Manchun, who was chewing food in front of him, and suddenly murmured this sentence.

Wang Manchun didn't hear clearly: "Brother, what are you waiting for?"

Minglou smiled complacently: "I asked Ah Cheng to book a movie, so it's time to pick us up at this time."

Wang Manchun's heart was agitated when he heard it. He thought that today's birthday would be over with senior brother drinking coffee with him, but he didn't expect his senior brother to still remember the movie appointment that failed aborted last time.

With the sound of hurried leather shoes, a young policeman ran in, with a flustered expression, and saluted Minglou: "Mr. Ming, Section Chief Nantian told you to go to the hospital immediately." All the eyes of the cafe were attracted. .

Minglou was startled, but his expression remained the same: "Did Section Chief Nantian say what's going on?"

The policeman looked at Wang Manchun, then at Minglou's straightforward expression: "Mr. Mingcheng is injured."

Minglou was really shocked. He stood up and took the windbreaker from the back of the chair.He didn't know what kind of injury Mingcheng would suffer according to his plan, and Nantian had to personally order him to go.

Wang Manchun also stood up, but was somewhat displeased with Mingcheng's matter.

The police made way for him: "Mr. Ming, the car is at the door."

Pointing to the policeman's nose, Minglou's voice was a little unsteady: "Just explain it to me on the way."

Just after Mingcheng and Nantian beat the six people away, the police chief rushed to the scene with a dozen policemen.

Originally, Mingcheng only hurt his hand, but he didn't know where a bullet came from. Mingcheng pushed Nantian away, and got shot in his arm, which seemed to hurt a bone, which was a bit serious.

This is unplanned.

Well, the one who was splashed with soup was theirs. He probably raised a few blisters and couldn't see things normally for a few days, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

In order to get all of Nantian's cooperation intentions faster, he and Ah Cheng formulated a dangerous plan, exchanging big doubts for big faith.

In short, Ah Cheng needs to arouse Nantian's greatest suspicion in a short period of time, and then find an opportunity to turn this suspicion into trust.Therefore, when those six people left and Nantian wanted to pursue them, Mingcheng stopped them.

This is different from Mingcheng that Nantian knows.Ah Cheng has always done things without hesitation, and his mission must be fulfilled.

However, the opportunity came too quickly, less than 10 minutes before and after.

Thinking that Ah Cheng was injured because of Nantian, Minglou felt a little unhappy.Sitting next to Minglou, er, Wang Manchun looked at Minglou's uncertain face, and didn't know what to say.