The Jade of the Republic of China

The weather is getting colder and colder. After closing the stall, Meng Liansheng usually returns to the work shed early and rarely stays outside.

This day, as soon as he turned on the stove, Xiao Dacheng helped his cousin back.

The uncle's coat was completely wet, his cheeks were cold and white, and he was trembling all over. He wanted to say something, but he fought for a long time, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Meng Liansheng hurriedly got up to support him, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Dacheng raised his brows upright, showing a look of righteous indignation: "It's not Chen Da and Chen Er, who deducted my uncle's wages again today, and my uncle asked them to reason, and moved his hands, and the two of them directly pushed uncle into the water. So It’s really a lack of virtue in cold weather.”

Meng Liansheng hurriedly found a clean jacket for his cousin, changed it for him, and stuffed him into the bedding.

My cousin is not in good health, how can he withstand freezing in cold water in winter.Meng Liansheng fed him half a bowl of hot soup, but he couldn't slow down, his teeth were still chattering and his whole body was shaking.

Silently looking at the trembling man curled up in the quilt, Meng Liansheng suddenly remembered that when he was a child, every time his cousin came back from outside, he would bring some novelties for these children.My cousin was tall and strong when he was young, and he was very skilled. He would teach him boxing when he was free.

At that time, in his mind, his cousin was a very important person.

But at this moment, this remarkable person is as weak as a dead leaf on an autumn branch, which will wobble and fall when the wind blows gently.

What made my uncle become like this?

Morality or fate?

Meng Liansheng didn't know, but felt completely at a loss.

The uncle was completely debilitated, and developed a high fever the next morning. Meng Liansheng hurriedly invited a doctor from a nearby medical clinic.After taking the pulse, the doctor prescribed a few doses of medicine and left.

However, after drinking the traditional Chinese medicine for a few days, my uncle's health did not improve at all. He was always in a coma, with more times of fainting and less time of waking up. talk.

It wasn't until the fourth night that I fully woke up for a moment.

After Meng Liansheng fed him a bowl of medicinal soup, he grabbed the young but extremely rough hand of the other party, and said weakly: "Liansheng, listen to Uncle, while you are young, make a good career and find a wife." Companion, don't be like me, you will end up with nothing."

Meng Liansheng nodded: "Well, uncle I know, take good care of your illness and don't carry goods when you are well. I will take care of you."

The cousin looked at him, with a reluctant smile on his gray face: "Uncle knows that you are a smart boy, and you will be successful in the future."

Meng Liansheng didn't care about his prospects in the future, and only wanted his cousin to get better soon.

Until now, he naively thought that his cousin just caught a cold and would recover soon.

After the uncle finished speaking, he fell asleep again.

Meng Liansheng was lying beside him to accompany him.

This night seemed to be particularly cold, colder than any previous night.

At dawn, Meng Liansheng opened his eyes from the cold.He reached out to touch the person on the left and found a warm hand.Holding that cold and stiff hand, he stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling sad in his heart.

"Liansheng, how is Uncle?" After a while, Xiao Dacheng, who was sleeping on his right side, also woke up, stood up and asked with concern.

In the morning light, Xiao Dacheng glanced at his cousin over there, and saw that the other person's eyes were closed tightly, and his face was peaceful, as if he was still sleeping peacefully, but his face was lifeless and pale.

Meng Liansheng was silent for a while, then shook his head, and replied in a low voice, "Uncle is gone."

His tone was very flat, so flat that he seemed to be talking about today's weather, so that Xiao Dacheng was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and then his face turned pale with shock, and he tightly covered his mouth in time to stop himself from screaming.

The workers in the shed got up one after another. If they knew that someone died inside, they might cause trouble.

Xiao Dacheng sat beside Lian Sheng, not daring to move, not daring to look at his cousin, because his cousin had changed from a living person to a corpse.He is timid, and the little friendship with his cousin is far from enough to offset his fear of the dead.

At this time, Meng Liansheng was even scarier than his cousin. Although his complexion looked normal, his dark eyes were wide open and he didn't blink for a long time, as if he had become a living dead.

Xiao Dacheng was completely terrified.

It wasn't until the workers in the shed went to work that Meng Liansheng's black eyes moved slightly.He slowly sat up and stretched out his hands to straighten his uncle's clothes.

The cousin's face was very serene, as if leaving was not painful.

Seeing Meng Lian come back to life, Xiao Dacheng finally dared to speak out, and asked tremblingly, "Liansheng, do you want to take uncle back to his hometown?"

Meng Liansheng was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "The journey is too far, and I don't have enough money. Even if I hire a carriage, the body will stink when I get home. I'll go to the suburbs at night to find a mass grave and bury my uncle first. After the money, I will help him move the grave and erect a monument."

Because Xiao Dacheng didn't dare to look at his cousin, he could only stare at Meng Liansheng rightly. Hearing what he said, he nodded deeply: "That's the only way, I'll be with you."

"no need."

Xiao Dacheng didn't insist, he was still afraid after all.

Meng Liansheng picked up a wheel and a piece of wood from a garbage dump, made a simple wheelbarrow, tied his cousin wrapped in a quilt to it, and dragged the cart towards the southern suburbs at dusk.

People from all over the world speak different accents and come and go very casually. No one would care about an ordinary middle-aged man who died quietly one night.

On a moonless night, Meng Liansheng walked alone on the deserted road. The prosperity of Shili Foreign Market gradually faded away. During this long journey, he was accompanied only by his cousin's dead body.

At the same time, Shen Yutong and Long Jialin were having a drink in a warm and fragrant Linshui restaurant in Songjiang City on the outskirts of Shanghai.

Long Jialin is going back to the north of Henan tomorrow, and he is invited to tour the ancient city, eat perch and listen to ditties.Shen Yutong happily went to the appointment, as if he was doing it for a friend.

The singer and sea bass in this small restaurant are both excellent. The steamed sea bass on the pear blossom wood table has already eaten half of it, and the singer sitting in front of it has also sung half of it.

The singing girl is a girl of sixteen or seventeen, about the same age, with only a little rouge rubbed on her face, she is also very beautiful. Whenever she sings to a melodious point, her eyes look forward to the waves, which is appropriately shy and charming.

Both Shen Yutong and Long Jialin were wearing long gowns tonight, and they were also handsome men.It's just that Shen Yutong's temperament is gentle and refined, wearing a long gown, he has the temperament of a school of elegance.But Long Jialin was too rough, wearing a sky blue long gown, not elegant, but a bit domineering.

Women naturally love a man as gentle as jade like Shen Yutong more, not to mention that the second son Shen is so beautiful.Rao is a singer who is used to all kinds of sons, but it is rare to see him like this. When she was singing, her eyes always looked at him.

Long Jialin had a shy and cowardly personality when he was young, but after spending two years in the military camp, he had already acquired a bit of mischievous style.In the past few days with Shen Yutong, I have been restraining myself, not wanting to leave a bad impression on the other party. Tonight, after eating a few glasses of beer, I gradually couldn't help but want to show my original shape.

He saw that the singing girl was careful about Shen Yutong, took out a handful of silver dollar bills from his pocket, and pointed at the singing girl: "Come here!"

The singer had no choice but to stop her green fingers from plucking the strings, got up and walked towards him gracefully.

Master Long stretched out his hand and roughly pulled the woman onto his lap, then touched the woman's chin frivolously, picked up the silver dollar note and stuffed it into her purple slanted coat with colorful borders, his big palm was still bulging Touching his chest, he made a look like a libertine: "Sing an exciting song for my father."

The singing girl is a prostitute who does not sell her body. She seldom meets Meng Lang's guests like this, but the boss said that this person is of high status, so she dared not offend her, so she could only look at Shen Yutong opposite her as if asking for help.

Her reaction annoyed Long Jialin even more, and she was about to take advantage of the alcohol to have a fit, but Shen Yutong waved her hand and said: "Okay, you go down."

The singing girl stood up from Long Jialin as if she had been pardoned, bowed to the two of them, and walked out hurriedly with her pipa in her arms.

Long Jialin's face darkened with displeasure.

Shen Yutong raised his eyelids, and with his peach blossom eyes, looked at the other party with a half-smile, and said, "Xiaolong, you learned badly from others in the military camp!"

Long Jialin rolled his eyeballs, bent his lips and smiled: "How can it be? I just see this girl is always looking at you, and I want her to be more honest." After finishing speaking, Youyou sighed, "Xiaofeng, you don't care about anything. Well, it’s just too recruiting. In the past at school, I spent a lot of time just helping you drive away those female students from the girls’ school next door who were peeping at you.”

Shen Yutong has never taken it seriously when it comes to recruiting people. If someone in the school hadn't joked that he looked like Pan An, he wouldn't have always attracted female students to see him.

The female students looked at him out of curiosity.

He was not very interested in this topic, he shook his head amusedly, and said, "Xiaolong, I don't know when you will come back after returning to Yubei this time, so take care of yourself."

Long Jialin moved the chair under him to his side, and leaned his head on his shoulder: "Xiaofeng, you are back now, and I will return to Shanghai soon, we will still hang out and play together every day like before. "

Both of them couldn't help but recall the time when they were young, when Long Jialin was always clinging to Shen Yutong, and they were indeed inseparable.Every time he was wronged, he would lean on Shen Yutong's shoulder like this, crying like a baby.At that time, he was a thin and weak little dragon, his mother died young and his father was nothing, and he had no brothers or sisters in his family. Apart from the servants, he was the only master in the huge mansion all the year round. He was a lonely little wretch.Shen Yutong often took him back to Shen's garden to eat and live together, and always carried a few candies in his pocket, and when he leaned on his shoulder and wanted to cry, he would stuff one into his mouth, and Xiaolong would smile through his tears.

Today's Long Jialin has nothing to do with the word "thin and weak", with a big head resting on his shoulder, as heavy as a jack.Such a tall and burly Qiu Ba acted coquettishly, which was really against harmony.

But in Shen Yutong's heart, the other party is still that lonely and helpless little dragon.

At this time there was no sugar in his pocket, so he casually picked up a chopstick of perch meat and put it into Long Jialin's mouth, saying: "We are not children now, we each have our own things to be busy with, even if you come back, we can't eat it every day. Stay together. But there’s always time to see each other if you want to.”

Long Jialin chewed the fresh and tender fish contentedly, looked up at Shen Yutong's jade-like face, and said, "Xiaofeng, you are my best brother and the best person in the world to me."

Shen Yutong smiled and said, "Better than your father?"

Long Jialin said: "It's good to be different, but I like your kindness." He still rested his big head on the other person's shoulder, thought for a while, and then said, "From now on, just be nice to me alone, don't be nice to other people. Okay, okay?"

Shen Yutong raised his eyebrows, put his finger on his forehead, and pushed him away: "Speaking nonsense again."

Long Jialin straightened his body, and said like a fool: "I don't care, I was not capable before, if you treat others better than me in the future, I will make that person feel bad."

Shen Yutong knew that Long Jialin was somewhat possessive of him.The other party had only one friend when he was young, so every time he left him to play with others, he would sulk for several days.

Thinking of this, he shook his head amusedly: "Why are you still as childish as when you were a child?"

Long Jialin looked at him, a glint of hostility flashed in his eyes, and then he grinned again: "Xiaofeng, you will soon know that I am not the same as when I was a child."

Shen Yutong didn't take his words to heart, but turned around and said: "Okay, you have to leave tomorrow morning, let's have another two drinks, and then go to rest."

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