Fengtian past events

Unexpectedly, boss Zou's house is not far from Liu Guoqing's house, it is a small bungalow.I would occasionally pass by here. I thought that a low-key big man like Boss Zou would live in seclusion like Mr. Luo. Who would have thought that he had reached the realm of perfection, and he was particular about hiding in the city. Not bad.

Although I took anti-inflammatory drugs, I still had a fever in the middle of the night when I was blown by the cold wind.My head was buzzing like thousands of flies, my bones were aching all over, and the seams of my bones seemed to be pinched. It's like grinding with a blunt knife, what a fucking grind.

Zou Shengzu took out the aspirin, broke off half a tablet and handed it over, then ate it with warm water.He took the empty water glass and put it aside, sat on the edge of the bed by himself, and cursed: "You are so smart that anyone dares to take it from you! You hang around with an empty shell gun all day long, thinking that you don't die fast enough. no?"

I snorted, thinking he was making a big fuss, but it's not easy to show my temper after occupying someone else's bed, so I had to perfunctoryly say: "Just be more careful next time, isn't this also an accident?"

He cursed again, poured a glass of warm water and stuffed it over, stared at me and drank it, then urged me to sleep.

The poor old man felt uncomfortable all over, he stretched out his hand and grabbed him: "Hey, don't go, let's talk."

"What can I talk to you about?" His eyes were like looking at a stray dog ​​on the street, "Tell me about the loss of our silk house this year? How much has the cost increased? How much has the gross profit decreased compared to the same period? You can hear Do you understand?"

"...Don't look down on me—"

Before I finished speaking, he said again: "I won't tell you if you understand. This is my wealth. It would be bad if I told you all about it."

I said helplessly, "I also heard from my sister that Nanjing has become a ghost city. I want to tell you about it."

He looked at me thoughtfully for a while, and then said: "Yes, doing business with Nanfang now has huge profits but also high risks." Then he said, "Do you know what is going on in Shanghai now? Those people from the concession area The lives of foreigners are difficult, but at least they can receive bread and relief."

I frowned: "Then the government in the south has nothing to do?"

"They're all occupied by foreigners, and the government can't do anything about it," he said. "Now the occupied areas only accept U.S. dollars, which are equivalent to gold—you can also use gold bars. The shops don't accept any legal currency, the British pound."

He paused and said suddenly, "Which government do you mean in the south?"

He smiled hypocritically: "Now everyone says that they are the real government and don't recognize other people's. How can I know which government it is?"

The atmosphere suddenly submerged.I put the quilt up to my neck and wrapped it tightly.Seeing that he is also wearing three layers of cotton-padded clothes and trousers, with such a homely appearance, no one can think of the big boss who is in trouble during the day.

I've been wanting to ask him one thing, but never had the chance.This time it finally came: "Zou Shengzu."

"Ok?"

"Why are you in the opium business?"

He froze for a moment, as if no one had ever asked him this question.

Then he smiled: "It's all for making a living, it's not easy. Why do you think the Japanese have a friendly relationship with me?"

This time I was taken aback.

Nothing in the world is good or bad.What looks good may turn out to be bad on the other side; on the other hand, what is bad may not necessarily be good behind the scenes.

This is a bit convoluted, but it is the truth.I used to hate him to the bone because my younger brother was addicted to drugs, so I blamed him blindly. If I never asked him this question, maybe I would keep my hatred in the future.

But it really never occurred to him that this villain would have a last resort.

He continued: "My name, Sheng Zu, was given to me by my mother. It comes from 'Zhao Zi Lai Xu, Sheng Qi Zu Wu'. I hope I can inherit the career of my ancestors." He laughed self-deprecatingly, " She went to school, but she lived her whole life for only two men—my dad and me. It's sad when you think about it. Now it's all about women's liberation and ideological liberation, but back then, you know, she studied Three obediences and four virtues, reading biographies of women, can only be attached to men."

I didn't blink my eyes, listening to his family background, it was like listening to a story, and my head didn't hurt much.

"By the way," he raised his head, his eyes were heavy, like a layer of mist, unable to discern joy and sorrow, "my father is Japanese, and his name is Zhoushui. Zhoushuichu."

I let out an "ah" and suddenly realized: "No wonder the Japanese look at you differently."

He sneered and said, "Come on, my dad, he doesn't have a good reputation."

"how?"

"It's nothing," he said, "the story is over, it's time to go to bed."

My face sank, isn't this what I say the most when I coax my daughter to sleep, do I need to add a forehead kiss?

Also, this is clearly just the beginning!Where have you heard it?

He put the pillow down, tucked the corner of the quilt for me again, and finally leaned over and touched my forehead lightly with his lips.

The corner of his mouth twitched, his mother really treats me like a son!

After turning off the light, he gently closed the door, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly called him: "Hey! Your father's surname is Zhoushui, so why is your surname Zou?!"

He vaguely heard his footsteps slipping, and then he roared angrily: "Sleep!"

When I got up early the next morning, the fire was gone, and I was still alive and well.It's just that the left shoulder is a bit inconvenient, so I asked Zou Shengzu to help me put on the clothes.

I went to work as usual today, and the clothes were delivered from my house by Li Si early in the morning, saying that Boss Zou had ordered them last night.I thanked him, thinking that this Zou was really impeccable in his work.

I hitchhiked Zou Shengzu to the police station, got out of the car and watched him go, and just turned around to go in, but when I turned around, I heard Liu Guoqing's voice: "Yige!"

Following the reputation, he walked over quickly wearing a military cloak, stood in front of him, looked back at Zou Shengzu's car, and said hesitantly, "You—Boss Zou sent you here?"

"Oh," replied, and said the stringed words, "I drank too much yesterday, thanks to meeting Boss Zou, otherwise I would be detained by the store for washing dishes, and I would be ashamed."

"I told you to drink less on weekdays, but you didn't listen," we walked side by side, listening to him say, "I was the one who spoke too aggressively yesterday, so don't be angry."

"I'm not angry," I said, "Anyway, I'm muddling along, and I don't have as many good ideas for family and country as you do."

"You!" He raised his eyebrows, then softened them again, "What kind of angry words are you talking about?"

No more talking.Into the office and parted ways with him.There was a thick layer of beautiful frost on the glass windows.

The snow fell too heavily last night, covered with snow and covered with frost. I don’t know how many homeless people will be buried in this pure and innocent place.

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