Old Movies of the Republic of China II

Min Zijing's mother, Wei Shi, is a woman with a humble background but a good skin.

This was also the only reason why his father, Min Lishan, would keep a woman who could not read a few characters and behaved vulgarly outside.

When he got home, Wei Zhong and Wei Yi were sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, Wei Zhong muttered non-stop, Wei Zhong reprimanded her impatiently: "Why are you so talkative? No wonder your surname is Min I don't even want to see you."

Wei Shi screamed: "I can't talk yet! Your family eats my food, spends my money, and even listens to me!"

The servant girl stood in the corner and blessed her body, and said, "Master."

Wei Zhong sat upright, said "Yo", and looked at him with the end of his eyes: "Second Young Master Min is back? Where did you go?"

An embarrassed smile appeared on Wei Yi's face: "Xiao Jing, come here, Second Uncle knows you like reading, so he bought you a book and brought it here."

He took out a crumpled book with something dirty on it.

Min Zijing endured his nausea and took it over, saying, "Thank you, Second Uncle."

Wei Shi scolded: "You just want to send your nephew with this broken book?"

"Mom, it's not easy for the second uncle's family. Qiqi and Wangwang are still young, and they have a lot of money to spend."

Wei Yi chuckled twice and rubbed his hands together.

Wei Zhong coughed twice, spit on the ground, and said, "Okay, let someone cook, and we'll go back after eating. Also, what I just said, if a strong son marries a wife, you should be an aunt." Doesn't that mean it's not good-looking?"

Wei Shi raised his eyes and said, "I said, I will personally give the gift money to him when the time comes."

"That's different!" Wei Zhong waved his hand irritably, "You give it today first, and give it again later."

Wei called out: "It's so difficult for us mothers and daughters, Wei Zhong, you want to force me to death! Where can I find you a hundred oceans?"

Min Zijing sat down next to his mother and looked at his uncle, "Uncle, of course we will follow the ceremony when my cousin marries a wife, but one hundred oceans is a family's expenses for half a year, so it's too much."

"That's someone else's house! Can yours be the same?"

Min Zijing's face darkened: "What's different about my house? Uncle, you have bought so many things from our house over the years, my mother is soft-hearted, and I am sorry to say you, but in the future, I still ask you to show some face."

Wei Zhong froze and stared, as if he didn't understand what he said.

Wei stretched out his hand and hit Min Zijing hard, cursing: "You bastard, what are you talking about! This is your uncle!"

Min Zijing looked at his mother with dark eyes, Wei couldn't help but flinch, and stopped, this son was nothing like her, sometimes she was afraid.

"Your surname is Min, and you are not from our old Wei's family, but you have to think about it, your mother will still have to rely on the old Wei's family in the future. How long will the surname Min be able to support her? Now, your mother will still have to rely on me and you Second Uncle." Wei Zhong knocked the cigarette stick on the tea table with a sullen face.

Wei Zhong was short and fat, with yellow teeth, and the stench in his mouth made his eyes hurt when he spoke.Just such a person, sitting in his home, threatening him in a big way.

Wei Shi panicked, and shoved Min Zijing a few times, "Son, your uncle's words are rough and reasonable, you have to apologize to him."

Wei Zhong raised his feet.

Min Zijing saw the smile on the corner of the servant girl's mouth.

After he was sensible, he could see this kind of smile every day, especially when these two uncles came to visit.

His mother swears a lot, but every time they leave, they have something in their hands.

Others are laughing at him. There is such a mother and two such uncles.

Wei saw his son's face was cold and silent, Wei Zhong's face became more and more ugly, and anxiously apologized to Wei Zhong, and asked the maid to take the key to get the ocean ticket and give it to the uncle.

Wei Zhong took the money, squinted and said, "Just 100 yuan?"

Wei Shi gritted his teeth and took out another 20 yuan from his body.This was originally the money she wanted to spend playing cards today.

Wei Zhong said in a strange way: "We brothers can't afford the food of your Min family, so we can buy a big pancake on the street and eat it up. It's not that I'm talking about you, your son, you should take good care of it, or you will let him go outside one day. You don’t even know if someone kills you.”

Min Zijing gritted his teeth and stared at him.

Wei Zhongweiyi swaggered away.

Wei took out his handkerchief and wiped away his tears, "You say you, they are your uncles after all, what are you doing!"

"It's better not to have such an uncle!"

The flesh on Min Zijing's cheeks twitched. The person he hates the most in this world is Wei Zhong, followed by Wei Yi.Don't look at him always looking silent, he has a lot more eyes than Wei Zhong.

He hated himself for not being able to beat them.

Wei Shi sobbed and cried, complaining about his life.

Min Zijing took out the purse and handed it to her.

Wei Shi stopped crying, opened it and looked, "Where did you get so much money?"

"You don't need to worry about it. But in the future, don't give those two people money, you know they are gambling with it."

"I don't want to give it either, but I can't help it. When I'm old, will you or your father take care of me? Neither of you will take care of me. I can only rely on the two of them."

"I take care of you!"

Wei Shi pursed his lips: "Now it sounds nice! When you marry a daughter-in-law, you and your mother will stop kissing."

She wiped away her tears, got up and said, "I'm going out to play, you stay at home well, if your father comes, you should call me immediately, Mrs. Li, you know?"

Mrs. Li is a woman with a bad reputation. Her family keeps playing poker games every day, and she also likes to pimp, introducing the fair faces to the lonely rich ladies in the boudoir.

Min Zijing watched as his mother walked away excitedly with his manuscript fee.

Min Zijing is a talented person, and talent often has the capital of arrogance, but no matter how well his articles are written and how much manuscript fees he gets, he can't let himself get rid of such a family.

He looked down on his mother, but after all, it was the one who gave birth to him and raised him for so many years.

Min Zijing felt that the air was filled with a disgusting smell, and couldn't stay at home any longer, so he picked up his coat and left with a sullen face.

"After my wife comes back, if you ask me, just say that I have something to do, and I won't be back at night."

The servant girl nodded, but Min Zijing could see the mockery on her face—will his mother really come back tonight?Even if he does come back, whether he can remember him or not is still a question.

Min Zijing staggered drunkenly on the street.

He didn't want to go home, but he had nowhere to go.

He has no close friends, let alone anyone who can be by his side at this time.What's more, he doesn't want to tell anyone about these bad things, it's useless, and it can never be changed.

In his hazy eyes, Min Zijing saw a person approaching him, and he didn't know if it was him or that person.

"..."

Min Zijing shook his head and stood up straight. He heard the man speak Japanese, blinked, and saw that he was wearing a military uniform.

Min Zijing still had some sense of sanity, so he suppressed his drunkenness and walked in another direction.

But the Japanese soldier refused to let him go, he spoke Japanese in a dirty manner, and even touched Min Zijing's waist with his hand.

How could Min Zijing bear it?

He pushed hard, pushed the person to the ground, and kicked him hard.

The Japanese soldier seemed to have drunk too much, so he just lay on the ground and snored.

It was getting late, but the street was still very lively. There were nightclubs all over the place, and all the people who came out were looking for fun, but the people who passed by didn't seem to notice it, or maybe they didn't seem to be surprised.

A man in military uniform looked at him in the distance.

Min Zijing unbuttoned two buttons, turned around and left.

"Hey, you."

Min Zijing looked over.

The man in military uniform nodded, "Yes, it's you, come here, I want to ask you something."

Min Zijing's heart was full of fire, he couldn't be quiet at home, even if he went out for a drink, he would encounter these messy things!

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Hou Xiao looked at him while smoking a cigarette, and said, "He looks weak in writing, but he's not weak at all in his hands."

Min Zijing didn't speak.

Hou Xiao nodded his chin: "Okay, look at you, a scholar. Wait here for a while, don't move."

Min Zijing said: "Sir, I still have something to do at home."

Hou Xiao said "Hey", this guy has a very bad temper, most people would know to talk to him nicely when they see him in this military uniform, how could he be so dumb-headed and talk so hard.

"Look over there."

Min Zijing followed his gaze and saw that the Japanese soldier who had been pushed to the ground by himself was picked up by two other people, pointing at him.

Hou Xiao leaned against the car door and gave him a cigarette.

In fact, he is not such a nosy person usually, especially at this moment, the major general will come out at some point.But for some reason, Hou Xiao didn't want to see this well-mannered young man being bullied by those Japanese.

Min Zijing took the cigarette and said, "Thank you."

"Hi, you're welcome, it's easy."

"They...wouldn't come here to make trouble, would they?"

"Dare! The Northeast is our territory, he has to lie down even if he is a dragon, let alone a few Japanese!" Hou Xiao was full of confidence, looked at his face, and asked again: "Dude, have you drunk too much? You are so thin , you don’t know you can’t fight when you look at it, so don’t hang out alone in the street so late, it’s easy to get into trouble.”

Min Zijing shook his head wearily, imitating him, leaning against the car door and smoking with his head slightly raised.

Hou Xiao waited here for a long time, it was boring enough, he kept teasing him, but Min Zijing just looked at him coldly, not in the mood to talk nonsense with him.

After smoking a cigarette, Min Zijing looked back, the Japanese were still standing there, showing no intention of leaving.

Hou Xiao said: "I'm still standing guard here, or I'll send you back. Otherwise, wait a while, I'll send my officer back, and I'll send you back together?"

Min Zijing shook his head: "No, I'll just take a rickshaw."

"You think they'll let it go so easily?" Hou Xiao shook his head, "These Japanese are beasts, and they won't let you go if they see you as a bully."

Min Zijing didn't speak.

He pursed his lips, feeling that today was a terrible day, and everything was not going well.