Fengtian past events

After the meal, another round of tea was used before Fang left.

Miss Bai sent us out, said goodbye one by one, and then kept talking to me, which made my skin crawl.Because of this illusory look in their eyes, the two writers instantly united the front line, shared the same hatred, and unanimously spoke out.But the favor of women, men can't compete blatantly, they can only disappear like jet trains, full of anger.

Wang Meiren and I turned two streets one after the other before we dared to walk into the cold cafe together.He ordered a cup of coffee, but I didn't order anything, I just wanted to use this attitude to urge him to make a long story short.

Wang Meiren handed over the menu and said, "When you enter a cafe, you always order something. I treat guests, so don't save me."

I had no choice but to point at one, and the waiter reported the name, and Wang Meiren smiled and said, "Oh, the milkshake here is not bad."

I didn't intend to accept his approach, so I waved my hand to tell the waiter to go down, and then said: "Mr. Wang, I haven't seen you for many years, it's hard for you to remember me as an unknown person."

"Mr. Yi is very famous in Fengtian. I have read your information in Nanjing. You are my subordinate. You have done a good job, and I have a good face."

"You're too proud. In the next few years, Japan discovered my identity and had to hide for a while. I thought that the party would judge me as missing."

When the coffee was served, Wang Meiren tossed with sugar cubes and milk for a long time, and still opened her mouth and said: "It is a pity to lose a backbone in the party. I also learned that you are still in Fengtian through Miss Bai." , I took time out today to meet you." After speaking, he laughed, "I really want to thank the surname 'Yi' for being so rare, and the surname Yi has also become friends with Mr. Zou Shengzu, and there is only one in Fengtian."

I said, "What task are you going to arrange this time?"

Wang Meiren smiled and said: "It's not a mission either. You have been dormant in Fengtian and obtained information for the party for many years. Now that the Japanese are gone and Manchukuo is dead, you have to remember your great achievements. It's time to restore your party membership."

I pondered for a moment, and the milkshake was just about to come up.This thing has a rich milky fragrance, similar to melted ice cream, which is very suitable for Yining's taste.I thought it was too sweet, but I couldn't make people see the clues when I meditated, so I took a sip from the cup and smiled: "It is a good thing to restore the party membership. The government has taken over the management of the Northeast, and I can also get rid of the taint of 'traitors'." It is justifiable for people to know that I am working in the Japanese government, and I am an undercover agent."

Wang Meiren said: "Exactly. I will arrange an errand for you next, and you will have a proper identity."

I lost my smile when I heard the words, sighed, and after careful consideration, put on a sincere worried face, and asked: "Brother Wang, this is what our two brothers said in private, I just asked this question, once you listen pass."

"You said."

"After the government takes over, what is your attitude towards other parties?"

Wang Meiren said: "The higher-ups have their own arrangements. I heard that peace negotiations are being held in Chongqing, and there is no result yet."

I took another sip of the milkshake—a big gulp—cleared my throat, and said, “Mr. Wang, I want you to know that I am neither expected nor intended to be an official. I just want to be a crew cut Common people, accompany wives, tease children, that’s all. I don’t understand state affairs.”

Wang Meiren said: "I think you don't want to understand. Although the Japanese pirates are poor now, but—" He lowered his voice, moved closer, and said, "But the Soviets came again. There is no free lunch in the world. When we fight against Japan, the Japanese have been dealt with, but they still live in the Northeast for free and refuse to leave, this is also a 'foreign trouble'!"

I laughed mockingly and asked, "If it's an American, shouldn't it be a different matter for us?"

"The Americans are different. We exchange their things with vain money. This is a transaction. The Soviet Union didn't ask for money!"

Dialogue is deadlocked, as it is in these politically lean days.Wang Meiren is waiting for me to figure it out, but I don’t need to think too much about it—I don’t want to fight among myself, what I see is post-war price rise, currency immobility, inflation, people’s livelihood, such a comparison is oppressed by the Japanese What is even more difficult is that the [-] million Chinese people seek common ground while reserving differences, let go of their prejudices, and unite as one to develop the economy and improve people's livelihood, instead of sitting in a conference room eating rice from the common people and fighting for power and profit!

I poured the rest of the milkshake down my throat and said, "Mr. Wang, give me some time, it won't be too late until the negotiation results come out. That's when we really need people."

Wang Meiren sneered and said: "Since you think so, I can only agree. But you have to think clearly, if you don't restore your party membership, you will still be a sinner of the nation. Since ancient times, what the Chinese hate the most is not the enemy, but the traitor!" "

After he finished speaking, he left the money and got up and left.There is still more than half a cup of coffee left, still warm, just like the lure that Wang Meiren produced in his mouth.I had the sweetness of the milkshake in my mouth and the bitterness of the coffee in his, when in reality it was the other way around.He has a mysterious confidence in the National Party that comes from nowhere, and he speaks as if he has a winning ticket.So what if we win?Not resting and recuperating at critical moments is just like going outside for a short time to jump around after a minor illness dies. After a while, it becomes a serious illness—it is not a person who died, but a country!

After I got home, I got a little sick because of overthinking.Aunt Ma and Uncle Liu came here in turn, and Aunt Ma brought greetings from Zou Shengzu, but Uncle Liu brought a difficult news——Yining's childhood sweetheart, Gang Shanping, and his mother Okayama Junko came to ask for help.

I was running a fever, and there was pain everywhere in my body, and I couldn't turn my head around, so I asked weakly, "Aren't they going back to Japan?"

Uncle Liu said with a sad face: "The day is urgent, how can we have so much time to take away the Japanese? Now the soldiers and their families are the priority, but Mr. Okayama died in a mission many years ago. The orphans and widows are left behind. I guess I can't go away."

I closed my eyes, and Okayama's tragic death appeared in front of my eyes, with the exposed intestines almost flowing down the eyeballs into the throat.The half bowl of millet porridge that I drank in the morning surged up, abandoned my stomach, and threw myself into my mouth with the spittoon wide open.While Uncle Liu gave me comfort, he yelled: "Hey, young master, look at me, I shouldn't bother you with this matter!"

My chest was no longer stuffy. I rinsed my mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't tell me, Gangshan has saved my life. I can't ignore his wife and children. It's just that he lives in Dabeiguan and there are many people. The wife has a bad reputation. So, quietly, send them to the old house in Dongling, settle down, and send some things here and there, so they can live a good life there."

At first Uncle Liu responded with "hmmm", but then he opened his eyes wide, said "ah", and said, "Give them the house for free?"

"I owe his family a life—you don't need to ask—it's a mere house, and when I buy a new house in the future, I just ask them to move out."

Uncle Liu was not very willing, but he followed suit, and it was settled within a few days.Western medicine is still a rarity, and traditional Chinese medicine is troublesome. There is no medicine to take, and my disease is procrastinating.When Liu Guoqing came back, she was taken aback when she entered the room. She didn't have time to pack her luggage, so she hurried into the bedroom and asked, "Are you...?"

I forced myself to sit up, tried my best to cover up my sick face with radiant energy, and said with a smile, "I'm sick, I'm suffering from lovesickness."

"Don't be kidding, lie down quickly. You - I'm not here, your life is like a kennel, and you can go on? You don't know how to ventilate the living room, no wonder you are sick!"

As soon as he came back, with his head resting, his tight heart relaxed, and he fell asleep not long after, it was rare to have no dreams.Wake up to a magically refreshed home.Liu Guoqing was washing the accumulated panties around the basin - Aunt Ma is a woman after all, although she doesn't care, she washed my diapers when I was a child, but after all, I have grown into a decent man with full beard and tail, Things that are too private are too embarrassing to ask her to wash them.I can wash myself, but I am sick and tired of eating, so I really don't have the energy to do housework.

The house is tidy and clean, I am in a good mood, and I have slept enough, so I no longer feel uncomfortable.I moved a bench and sat across from Liu Guoqing. I looked at him with a smile and said, "My daughter-in-law has worked hard. She just got home and didn't have time to rest, so she started talking about it. I feel ashamed of my husband."

He reluctantly wrung out the crumpled cloth in his hand, and said, "Don't make trouble, go back and lie down."

"I've been lying in bed for a few days, and I've been looking forward to your return. Come, let's talk." I smiled, "How is your trip to Peking this time? Did things go well?"

Liu Guoqing said: "After being scolded for a while, at least I achieved my goal. The marriage is divorced, Master and the others have already returned to Japan, and I personally sent them."

I nodded and said again: "Then my little brother...?"

He lowered his head and continued to rub the clothes, hunched his back, and shrunk his figure as if trying to avoid something: "Your brother... I didn't see it, but I saw your uncle. He is not in good health. The doctor saw it. It’s not optimistic, I probably won’t be able to survive this winter. I hired someone to take care of it, after a while, you’d better go and see for yourself.”

There was a "click" in my heart.I'm fine. This is my wife's relative. This year, she will inevitably be sad.

While talking, there was a knock on the door.Liu Guoqing flicked his hands to open the door, the doorman came and handed him a post.I leaned over to believe it, Liu Guoqing opened the post, and we were both taken aback, it turned out to be an invitation for Boss Meng to perform in the Daguan Tea Garden.

Only Liu Guoqing's name was written on it.I held my breath and didn't even dare to take a breath, for fear that he would smell the sour gas soaring into the sky, so I hurried back to my room to rest in bed.

Liu Guoqing held the invitation, leaned against the door and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

"No, I'm a little sleepy," he yawned artificially, turned over, turned his back to him, and said, "Go to work, I'll sleep for a while."

After a while, the quilt next to me was lifted, and after a little bit of movement, he hugged my waist from behind, rubbed his face against my hair, and said, "I haven't washed it for a few days, it smells like this."

"I'm sick!"

Liu Guoqing said: "After sitting on the train for several days, I'm exhausted, so I'll sleep too."

"Go wash your clothes, why sleep!"

"Then you don't want to sleep either."

I kept silent, closed my eyes and waited for the sleepy bug to come down.When I was half asleep and half awake, I vaguely heard Liu Guoqing say: "Don't worry, I won't go. You are sick, how can I have the time to go to the theater?"

In an instant, my heart felt at ease, but at this moment, there was another knock on the door.I opened my eyes, turned my head and stared at Liu Guoqing.Liu Guoqing sighed, resigned to his fate and went to open the door. When he came back, he had two more invitations in his hand, and said with a strange expression: "It's Uncle Liu, who said it was an invitation from Miss Bai, one from you, and one from Boss Zou." Yes, please go to the Daguan Tea Garden to watch Boss Meng's special performance."

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