Old Movies of the Republic of China II

Gentleman Zhang Zheng personally opened the car door for the lady.

Leonie put her hand in his palm and said as she got out of the car: "Zheng, you are more attractive than before."

Her Chinese is much better than that of ordinary foreigners. The general's daughter has always had high demands on herself, and she hopes to be the best in every aspect.

Zhang Zheng smiled and said, "Leonie, you are more charming than before."

Leonie tasted the word "charm" several times in her mouth, and nodded, "There are some words in Chinese that make people, um, endless aftertaste." She took Zhang Zheng's arm, looked up at the restaurant sign: "restaurant, dish , Home, Zhu?"

Zhang Zheng said: "In Chinese tradition, characters are read from right to left. In recent years, many places have learned from foreign countries, and only the signboards of these restaurants are the same as before."

Boss Zhu clasped his arms together, smiled at them and said, "Young Marshal, you haven't been here for a long time. This lady is..."

"Boss Zhu, this is my friend, Leonie." Zhang Zheng said, "Leonie, this is the owner of this restaurant, surnamed Zhu."

Leonie stretched out her lace-gloved hand and said politely, "Boss Zhu, hello."

Boss Zhu quickly wiped his hands on the apron, at a loss, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Young commander, my hand... Hey, Le... Hello, Miss Lei."

Zhang Zheng laughed, and joked, "Boss Zhu, her surname is not Lei."

Boss Zhu laughed at himself: "We haven't seen many foreign ladies, so don't laugh, young master."

Leonie blinked her elegant green eyes.

Boss Zhu is getting older, and his sense of taste is not as good as when he was young, so he no longer cooks.His eldest son cooked a table of dishes in the kitchen, and brought them up with the young man graciously.

Leonie watched all this curiously.

After Zhang Zheng and Boss Zhu said a few words, the old man winked and pulled the eldest son who was still chattering away.

"Father, don't pull me, let me talk to the young commander-in-chief, why are you holding me back at such a good opportunity. Hehe, in the future, our Zhu's restaurant is also a restaurant that the prince has visited several times. "

Boss Zhu patted him on the back of the head: "It's nothing better than putting your little thought into cooking!"

In the private room, Zhang Zheng and Leonie had a very happy conversation. They hadn't seen each other for several years. In these short few years, Zhang Zheng got married and had children, and his wife passed away. Although Leonie had a relationship with several men To, but not finalized.

"... Zheng?"

Leonie followed his gaze and looked down from the window, only to see a handsome young man standing in front of a shop.

The boy's profile was facing them, his fair little face was wrapped in the fluffy fur at the collar of his coat, and his long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, arousing pity.

Leonie whispered: "What a beautiful boy."

A familiar-looking young man hurried over from the side, put one hand on Qing He's shoulder, and said, "Zi Ran, why did you disappear when I turned around?"

Qinghe said embarrassedly: "I saw this shop, and came here involuntarily."

Pu Guangjun looked into the shop and was slightly startled: "Zi Ran, do you want to buy a puppy?"

Qing He gave an "um" and asked, "You...do you think it's inappropriate?"

"To be honest, it's a little inappropriate," Pu Guangjun was a little embarrassed: "It takes a lot of thought to raise this one. If you give it to someone, it's hard to say whether he will have the time and energy to take care of it. At that time, it will not be a gift, but it will become a trouble."

Qinghe took one last look at the naive pet puppy in the shop with nostalgia, and followed him away.

When he was in the Marshal's Mansion, his wife kept a little Jingba, but Qinghe had never seen the elder and younger teasing it, and the elder and younger never snuggled up when his wife was playing with it, it seemed that he didn't like it.

Zhang Zheng looked at the young man walking forward with Qing He in his arms.

"Zheng, do you know that boy?" Leonie said, "Since I do, please invite him up, such a beautiful boy, I want to know him."

A bodyguard quickly catches up.

"Master Qinghe," he said, "Master please come over."

Qinghe raised his head, and saw Zhang Zheng condescendingly looking down at him from the window on the second floor facing the street, he naturally showed a happy smile, but the smile quickly froze on his face—beside the eldest young master, there were two blue eyes Eyes were also looking at him.

Pu Guangjun tried to calm down and said, "Zi Ran, this is..."

Qing He looked back and asked in a low voice: "This is my classmate, can we go together?"

The bodyguard hesitated and said, "Of course."

Qing He subconsciously glanced at the open window again, it was empty.

He held his palms and walked up to the second floor. Boss Zhu saw the young man and said kindly that he hadn't come for a long time. Qinghe nodded.

Another big and round bodyguard was guarding the door of the private room, he opened the door, Qing He thanked him and went in, not paying attention to the complicated expression on Pu Guangjun's face.

"Big boy."

he said softly.

The lady was carrying beef. She was not used to Chinese chopsticks, and a piece of beef trembled and fell down several times. Zhang Zheng smiled sullenly. Seeing his years of friendship, he picked up the chopsticks and fed the piece of sauced beef into her mouth.

"Danke."

Zhang Zheng raised his chin towards Qinghe, but didn't look at him.

Qing He obediently sat down on the seat next to him, tugged at his sleeve: "This is my classmate, Pu Guangjun, young master, he once saved me."

Leonie said, "Please sit down."

Zhang Zheng said nonchalantly, "Since they are your classmates, let's sit down and have a meal together."

Pu Guangjun was neither humble nor arrogant, nor did he show humiliation or displeasure because of his contempt, he sat down politely, and said with a smile: "Young commander, hello."

Zhang Zheng nodded almost invisible.

"What a beautiful boy," Leonie said in a firm tone, "he's your lover, isn't he?"

The young master asked with a half-smile, "How do you know?"

"We have been classmates for several years. I know your taste. You will not let such a well-behaved child go."

Qinghe has studied German for two years, but can only understand a few words sporadically, Der Junge, Zuverstehen, Mitschüler, what are they talking about?

He looked at Pu Guangjun quietly, Pu Guangjun must understand - but his face was ugly.

Qinghe grabbed Zhang Zheng's sleeve nervously, cold sweat dripping from her palm.

Leonie smiled at him and said in Chinese: "You are Zhang Zheng's little lover, right?"

Qing He met her gaze, nodded blankly, and then blushed as if waking up from a dream.

Pu Guangjun's hands under the table were clenched into fists. After all, he hadn't experienced any big storms. Even though he was usually deep in thought, his face couldn't hide his ugly face at this time.

Zhang Zheng glanced at it from the corner of his eye, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Qing He, take off your coat."

Qinghe took off his thick coat as he said, and Zhang Zheng raised his voice slightly: "Quanzi."

The bodyguard pushed the door open a crack: "Master."

Zhang Zheng threw the coat in his hand: "I don't want to see it again."

[The author has something to say]: Let me tell you in advance that the background of the old folk series will not be the same as that of the Republic of China. If you look at it as a fiction, the Northeast will not be completely involved in the smoke. Many familiar characters in the Republic of China may use another Way out to make soy sauce.