Catch the wind

As a bachelor, Lin Zisen's family lacks salt and vinegar, so it's rare for him to start a business.He found two large porcelain bowls and washed them again. He filled out the rice porridge and dried them on the stove, and then he went out to buy some cooked food and side dishes.Ye Xueshan rushed up from behind and grabbed his sleeve: "Forget it! Why are you running around with a bloody head? I'm not hungry, just eat whatever you want."

Lin Zisen turned around and said, "Master, you don't even have pickles at home, so you only eat porridge?"

Ye Xueshan dragged him into the courtyard: "Only drink porridge, nothing else."

Lin Zisen dug out a bag of white sugar, picked up a pinch and sprinkled it into a bowl, mixing the porridge until it was rotten and sweet.Now it was afternoon, the sun made the ground warm, Ye Xueshan moved a chair and sat in the courtyard, holding a big bowl and bowing his head to drink porridge.Lin Zisen drank a bowl himself, and there was some left in the pot, so he poured it all out and fed it to the big yellow dog.

A pot of rice porridge filled the stomachs of the three living creatures in the courtyard, and the two of them and the dog were all sweating.Ye Xueshan was in a daze without desire or desire, feeling that this moment is very suitable for thinking about something on his mind, but what are he thinking about?He is really fine.

At this time, Lin Zisen suddenly said: "The young master is so old, it's time to get married."

Ye Xueshan yawned a little, then shook his head disapprovingly: "It's fine if you marry a good one; if you marry a bad one, you won't be able to get rid of it. I'm still young, so I can't afford to put shackles on myself."

Lin Zisen stopped talking, knowing in his heart that he was a wild horse, and he couldn't play outside, so why would he need a family?

The courtyard became more and more quiet, only the occasional wind passing by.Ye Xueshan leaned back, and found that this scene seemed familiar.When he was very young, his family also raised a big yellow dog and Lin Zisen.Lin Zisen was only in his teens that year, but he had already grown very tall, like a grown boy.Ye Xueshan remembered that Lin Zisen was always scolded by his mother, and he smiled and didn't get annoyed when he was scolded; he still remembered that Lin Zisen often hugged himself and walked back and forth in the yard, basking in the sun-at that time, he lived in a large courtyard house with There are flowers and grass in the garden; Lin Zisen put himself on a tall chair as he walked.I sat lazily on it for a long time, and finally started to cry, because Lin Zisen was gone, I felt uncomfortable in the sun, sweat dripped down my neck, and the clothes on my chest and back were wet.

Thinking of this, Ye Xueshan would lament that time flies like water, more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, he has lived like this, Lin Zisen has lived like that, mother, he is dead.

Standing up with his hands on his knees, Ye Xueshan turned to Lin Zisen and said, "I'm leaving, you should pay attention to your own safety. I'll treat Jin Heting to dinner tonight. If you need me in the afternoon, just call the Wu mansion."

Lin Zisen was already familiar with his whereabouts, so he knew it without saying anything.After answering seriously, he walked to the door and kicked away the yellow dog that blocked the way. Ye Xueshan pretended to be full of hot porridge and left.

Ye Xueshan spent the whole afternoon in Wu Mansion.There were several English newspapers in Wu Bicheng's room. He picked up the latest one and browsed through it, but he could barely understand the title.The news talked about major events in China's north and south, as if Shandong had already started a war.

Speaking of Shandong, naturally Gu Xiongfei also comes to mind.Ye Xueshan was full of indifference, because now he had He Zhanjiang as his backer, so he felt that Gu Xiongfei was of no use, and it would be fine if he died.Gu Xiongfei has no family members, if he really meets the King of Hades, he will probably own the house in Beijing.In addition to housing, I am afraid there are deposits.There are no warlords, big or small.He calculated the accounts calmly, thinking that Gu Xiongfei must have at least a few hundred thousand in his hand, and it is normal for him to have millions.

Seeing him staring at the newspaper in a daze, Wu Bicheng walked over and glanced at him, and then asked, "Are you worried about the war? Did Brother Ling go to the battlefield?"

Ye Xueshan nodded: "Yes, yes, I am thinking about him."

After saying this, he laughed in disgust, feeling as if he had said a dirty word, and it was so dirty that he was embarrassed to hear it.

When Ye Xueshan and Jinhe Pavilion were having a good time, Gu Xiongfei sat cross-legged on a big kang, holding a gold-plated pen in one hand, and a rough letter paper in the other, hesitating whether to write a letter to Ye Xueshan.

He is an academic soldier who has studied military affairs in universities in Japan and Germany, and he is born with a magnificent appearance, which can be called the standard image of a soldier.However, he never actually went to the battlefield.

Ever since he came to Shandong with the inspector Duan, he has lived in this county. There has been no battle or anything to do.

So Gu Xiongfei has nothing to do, the only pastime is to listen to a piece of Shandong drum at night.Seeing that he was depressed all day long, his adjutant thought he was missing a woman and wanted to pimp him.However, when he really found a big girl to send it over, he didn't want it, saying that he didn't have that kind of thought.

His mind was just to sneak back to Tianjin—not to be a deserter, to stay in Tianjin for a night and a half, and then come back, so that he would never delay his business.

Putting the letter paper on his lap, he began to write with his head down.Unexpectedly, just after I wrote the four characters "Zi Ling my brother", the nib of the pen ran out of ink.He raised his hand and flicked the pen lightly, and then wrote again, still drawing a blank space, put the tip of the pen into his mouth and took a breath of hot air, but it was still useless; he became impatient, flicked it hard, and immediately cried out—— — It was raining ink all around me, and the folded quilts were covered with spots, even the walls were not spared.

Gu Xiongfei made himself angry.Flick down the letter paper in his hand, he stopped writing!

Gu Xiongfei called the orderly into the room, changed the bedding and put it on.Undressed and got into bed, he had nothing to do, so he had to go to bed early.However, after falling asleep, he dreamed again.

He dreamed that Ye Xueshan was sick again, his body was as hot as coals, and he was lying naked beside him.I lifted the quilt and got off the kang, and searched all over the world for medicines for him. While walking around, I hurried back to the room, and opened my eyes suddenly, only to find that it was already dawn.

This dream also made him very depressed, he thought he would have a fever but it wouldn't kill anyone, what was he running around in the dream!He yawned dejectedly. He was about to close his eyes and catch up on sleep, but suddenly the voice of the adjutant came from outside the door: "Report to the division commander, Zaozhuang sent an urgent call, let the division commander rush to lead the troops to support!"

Gu Xiongfei immediately sat up - finally something to do!

Gu Xiongfei got busy and put that regretful dream at night behind him.At the same time, Ye Xueshan was sitting at home with his head covered in bandages. Although he was not sick, he was seriously injured, and he somehow responded to the dream.

He was attacked outside at night.It was already midnight, and he took Wu Bicheng out of the cinema, wanting to go home and rest.But just before getting into the car, a black figure suddenly rushed up and struck him on the head with an axe.He was terrified, and immediately dodged, only allowing the ax blade to scratch his scalp, and he narrowly escaped death.

The assassin missed a blow, turned around and slashed again.At this time the driver rushed up with a big wrench, and Wu Bicheng screamed like an air defense siren.Ye Xueshan was in a hurry, and went to fight the assassin with the driver.Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassin fled immediately.

Ye Xueshan stopped panting, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was going to fight desperately, but Wu Bicheng who was behind him yelled "Oh" again, which surprised him.Turning his head and glaring at the other party, he shouted impatiently: "What are you crying about? It's not here to kill you!"

Wu Bicheng's eyes were full of tears, she just shivered when she pointed at him.The driver also panicked and said, "Oh, master, blood, blood!"

Ye Xueshan's scalp was cut into a long strip by the axe, almost running across the back of his head.He entered the hospital dripping with blood, and he came out after a long time, shaved bald by the doctor.

Wu Bicheng followed him back to Ye's mansion, and Lin Zisen and a few big men in charge also arrived.Seeing that Ye Xueshan was not dead, everyone discussed whether to call the police or not.Ye Xueshan sat on the sofa silently, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "It would be great if big brother was here..."

Immediately, this thought was shattered by him: "What? Are you still addicted to prostitution?"

He expelled Gu Xiongfei from his mind, and then said: "There is no need to call the police. Our business is not so open and aboveboard. If we talk too much, we will get into trouble. Let's forget about it tonight, and we will talk about it tomorrow. Go back to sleep." , as long as Zisen stays."

Then he turned to Wu Bicheng beside him, and his voice became softer: "You go upstairs too, and let the driver take you to school tomorrow. I still have something to do, so don't wait for me."

Wu Bicheng was really frightened tonight, he stood up in a daze, he didn't say anything, and walked upstairs with his eyes straight.After the rest of the staff had dispersed, Ye Xueshan took a deep breath in front of Lin Zisen, and then let out a long sigh.

Looking up at Lin Zisen, he asked, "Tell me, could Jin Heting send someone to do this?"