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Lunar lunar month thirty, New Year's Eve.

I don't know if it's because people don't care, but in the minds of everyone on New Year's Eve, it seems that the hazy yellow round moon is always absent, and even the shining stars on weekdays have quietly disappeared.

The road is covered with shredded red confetti. From this red festiveness, one can also think of the bustle of the market during the day: Yichun posts, red-headed ropes, bead flowers, chickens, ducks, fish, meat …

People in the mundane world, perhaps because this day is the last day of the year, so those hawkers' stalls closed very late.

On weekdays, the bazaar would be gone shortly after noon, but today during the day, it dragged on until three or four in the afternoon, perhaps not just because today was the last day of the year, among them, there were also one reason.

29 If you don’t come to your house, you have to collect debts on New Year’s Eve. This is an unwritten custom of that era.

Debts do not exceed the New Year. On New Year's Eve on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month before the New Year, people who owe debts must pay off their debts at this time as usual.

In order to celebrate the new year, the hawkers had to work harder, prolong the time of setting up their stalls, and earn a few more copper coins to pay off their debts.

During this night, creditors big and small went out to collect debts as usual with a paper lantern, and a red wax was lit in the lantern.

It is the time when the streets are full of candles, and the shadows are floating and sinking in the Red Sea. The shadows walk in the Red Sea, dark, elongated, blurred, and distorted by the lights... Various shapes, blurred Those who are unclear and confident are all coming to collect debts.

There are firecrackers sounding in front of people's houses, especially in the quiet night, the sky is full of fireworks, blooming in full bloom, under the dome, in the blue night scene, white smoke is misty.

The fireworks are still going off, one after another, it is colorful and lively-the sky full of fireworks that belonged only to the prosperous age of the Republic of China.

The brilliance was only for a moment, and it disappeared in a flash. Only a few Kongming lanterns quietly rose into the sky, and the lamps were lit with red wax.

All kinds of fireworks fall, and a red light goes.

Gu Hanrui was walking on the stone road, a few miles away from Bai Wenqing's residence.

Almost at the entrance of the alley, I suddenly heard someone shouting desperately.

Gu Hanrui walked over quickly, only to see a few middle-aged men surrounding the British woman in the western restaurant in a corner, looking fierce.

They say everything you say:

"Killing to pay for one's life, and debts to pay back money, this is a matter of course!"

"I think when you first came to Xuzhou, if our brothers hadn't lent you money, you could have settled here?"

"It's New Year's Eve now, pay back the money!"

The voice of the British woman mourned, "Didn't it already be given to you..."

"Huh? Don't talk nonsense, you foreign devil, we have never seen that money! Return it quickly!"

"Hmph, don't pay back the money? Then we brothers, you are welcome!"

"Tsk, look at this foreign devil is also quite thin and tender, I said, why not...hehehe..."

When Gu Hanrui heard this, the hero saved the beauty, and at the entrance of the alley, he originally wanted to clean up those local ruffians and beat them up, but now on New Year's Eve, he had no choice but to be kind and just throw a silver dollar to those few Men, send 'em off.

The hooligans took the money, but they were still a little reluctant to part with the British woman, and they had evil eyes, and they still stalked the woman.

However, Gu Hanrui was wearing a military uniform today, he was a man who could not be offended, a few hooligans hurriedly returned the silver dollar to him, and walked away shrugging.

The gray-blue-eyed British woman was still in shock, Gu Hanrui comforted her: "Are you all right?"

The woman looked at him, and for some reason, trembled even more.

Gu Hanrui felt strange, but didn't think too much about it. He took out a gun from his side and handed it to the woman: "Here, next time they come to pester you, you use this to defend yourself."

He taught her how to use it, and at the end, closed the safety of the gun and handed it to her.

The unknown British woman picked it up, her eyes reflected the appearance of the gold star on Gu Hanrui's epaulettes, a little light flashed, she hated it.

The woman was in no danger, so Gu Hanrui turned around and continued on his way, a few miles away from Bai Wenqing's residence.

In the silent night, "Boom!" came out, and Gu Hanrui was all too familiar with this voice. He looked down at his chest in disbelief, and it was bright red.

That woman actually shot him coldly?

This is by no means a mistake.

It should be said that Gu Hanrui is an excellent soldier, he recovered his senses, and immediately turned around and shot back.

At the end, when Gu Hanrui pressed for the woman's identity, she heard her intermittently saying, "Nanjing..."

She stared bitterly at the epaulette on his military uniform, a gold star.

The hazy yellow moon has not come out yet, but the faintly fading star suddenly brightens up, blinking and blinking, shining light in the sky.

Northern Expedition?Nanjing incident?foreigners?Ah yes, everything makes sense, this woman was wronged on the day when the Northern Expeditionary Army broke through Nanjing City, and then she ran to Xuzhou, but Gu Hanrui's appearance in military uniform today made her run into her again.

However, since the foreigners themselves want to come to other people's good land, if something happens, who is to blame in the end?He actually shot him coldly, Gu Hanrui thought, he had never been to Nanjing for the Northern Expedition.

Something happened to this woman in Nanjing, so what does it have to do with him?

How could he be so foolish to vent his anger on him? Gu Hanrui looked at the bright red blood on his body and felt a little regretful. He knew that he shouldn't be wearing a military uniform today. Really, what kind of military uniform should he wear on New Year's Eve?

How can I not get my shoes wet when I often walk by the river?He didn't believe this before, but today he knows it clearly.

Feeling in a mess, Gu Hanrui turned back to the mansion.

The adjutant was shocked when he saw Gu Hanrui, and immediately contacted the doctor to treat the wound. After the wound was tied up, the adjutant said to him:

"A telegram came during the day, and it said that the military seat wanted to take the army to deploy elsewhere. However, if the military seat is not willing, you can stay in Xuzhou, and the higher authorities will not pursue it too much."

Gu Hanrui closed his eyes, "Why don't you want to? Send a telegram to your superiors tomorrow, saying that I will take my brothers away the day after tomorrow."

The adjutant was used to teasing Gu Hanrui on weekdays, seeing that his expression was very different now, he couldn't help being a bit more cautious, and asked: "Leave the day after tomorrow? But, Mr. Bai..."

Gu Hanrui lit a cigarette and smoked, "I don't want to hurt him."

Yes, he was afraid of him.

"...Then, at least explain the child's affairs clearly before leaving, how can Mr. Bai bear it if he leaves in ignorance..."

"No need."

Gu Hanrui heaved a long breath, swallowing the clouds, of course there was no need to explain, anyway, he was leaving, he just wanted him to be unbearable, so that he would remember him forever, never forget him for the rest of his life, never even try to forget him for the rest of his life.

On the second day of the first month of the 18th year of the Republic of China, Gu Hanrui was transferred from Xuzhou, and he went away for eight years.

The author has something to say: Huh, I finally finished writing the part before leaving.

Huh, bald, the next topic may be a little sensitive, (not that sensitive ←_←) because it will involve the military and a series of politics behind it... afraid of being caught by Suowen, so the following The description of the metropolis has been taken in one stroke, the head is bald... woo woo woo hug the little cuties