The afternoon is warm and breezy, with a bit of chill, perfect for taking a nap.

Yue Dingtang is writing a paper on the comparison of the rule of law in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The data collection is almost done, the only thing left is to organize and organize the sentences that have been sorted out in my mind.

After writing most of it eloquently, he reached for his cigarette case and found it was empty.

As soon as he got addicted to smoking, all his inspiration was shattered and scattered. Yue Dingtang felt uncomfortable all over and wished he could hold a cigarette in his hand and smoke it immediately.

"Go and buy a bag for me..."

He raised his head and was speechless.

Ling Shu was lying on the table sleeping in the dark, with his head resting on his arms and his head slightly raised. His mouth was open a little, and he could drool at any time. He didn't know what he was dreaming about. When Yue Dingtang looked over, the corners of his mouth were still mysterious. His smile seemed to be drowned by the dollar bills falling from the sky, and he was sleeping on a pile of money.

Yue Dingtang sighed, stood up, walked to his side, and knocked on the table.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Ling Shu didn't respond.

Yue Dingtang stretched out his hand to push him again.

Ling Shu sneezed dissatisfiedly from his nose in a daze, changed his position, and continued to sleep soundly.

Yue Dingtang possessed him, spoke in his ear with a magnetic and charming voice, almost whispering love words——

"Salaries are paid today."

"Uh-huh!"

It took Ling Shu about three seconds from receiving the information to reacting.

He suddenly raised his head and sat upright, his shoulders immediately made an unbearable clicking sound due to being in one position for a long time, and Lingshu gritted his teeth in pain.

"What bonus? Did I hear wrongly?"

Yue Dingtang: "You heard that right, my salary has been paid this month."

Ling Shu was confused: "What about mine?"

Yue Dingtang looked like he hadn't woken up yet: "Didn't you just take it?"

Ling Shu's official position was assistant secretary to the city bureau's consultant, with a fixed monthly salary, but Yue Dingtang also had a job as a school professor, which meant he could receive double wages.

Regardless of Yue's family background, the combined salary of Yue Dingtang's two jobs is enough for him to live a comfortable life in Shanghai.

Comparatively speaking, Ling Shu was in a much tighter situation.

Yue Dingtang thought that Ling Shu would share the money He Youan left to them equally, but he didn't touch a dime and kept it in the safe No. 7708, saying that he would wait until He Lixin grew up. Give it to him, he can continue to live a stingy life, and he can bargain with the boss for a larger portion of two bowls of tofu curd during breakfast.

"I just took my salary home yesterday, but my sister's nose sniffed it and confiscated it."

After Ling Shu stretched, he yawned again. He was so tired that he was teetering on the edge of leaning towards the table again.

Yue Dingtang grabbed his collar in time.

"Go and buy me a pack of cigarettes, Hardman." He took out a piece of cigarettes. "You can use the extra for yourself."

The office became quiet again.

Thinking about the Tunyun Confidence that was about to be obtained, Yue Dingtang reluctantly suppressed his addiction and tried to concentrate on the first draft of the paper. He just stopped writing. Seeing that more than half an hour had passed, it was time for the man named Ling to crawl back. .

Facing the street behind the city bureau, there were often people selling cigarettes there. It only took a moment for Lingshu to step forward with his long legs. It was a miracle that he had been waiting for nearly an hour.

Unless something unexpected happens halfway.

Yue Dingtang had seen him being pestered by a passing female student. This was an era when students were bold enough to pursue their teachers for love. A walking peach blossom tree like Ling Shu would probably meet a passionate person wherever he went. A woman who is as obsessed as a fire and as entangled as a snake would be fine if she met He Youan, but if she met someone like Miss Zhen's family, it would be enough to drink a pot.

Although this is not a school, female students should also be in class at this time.

Yue Dingtang stood up. He was afraid that if he didn't go out to find the person, he might not be able to smoke that cigarette today.

Ling Shu was chatting with the cigarette vendor.

Northeastern people call this talking about the mountains, and Sichuan people call it the Dragon Gate Formation.

But Yue Dingtang had never seen someone who could chat for more than half an hour while buying a pack of cigarettes. As he got closer, he realized that Ling Shu was bargaining with the other party.

A box of Hardmen cost only a few coppers, but the hawker couldn't find that much money, so Ling Shu bought ten boxes. He insisted on giving one box as a gift, but he was only willing to give half a box, so the two of them talked nonsense.

I also met a eloquent person who talked about the origin of the word "Hardman" and whether the tobacco company would raise prices in the near future. In the end, the deal was settled at the price of two more cigarettes for half a box.

Yue Ding and Tang Dynasty were amazed.

Ling Shu bought ten packs of cigarettes in one go. Of course he couldn't smoke so many. Moreover, every time he asked Ling Shu to buy cigarettes, he would usually give him a piece of cigarettes. After doing this ten times, Ling Shu would be able to make a lot of extra money.

, you don’t have to run out every time, which directly saves time, effort and money.

that is……

It's a bit embarrassing.

He was a distinguished university professor, consultant to the city police department, and his secretary and assistant, but he was reduced to bargaining with others on the streets.

Yue Dingtang couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to pat Ling Shu on the shoulder.

The latter was happily counting the cigarettes in his hand.

"Hey, don't drag me, wait a minute! Who is it!"

Ling Shu turned his head and silenced.

“It’s a good harvest today!”

Yue Ding Tangpi smiles but doesn't smile.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Ling Shu laughed and pulled him away with his backhand. "I'll make a small profit today. I'll borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha at noon. I'll treat you to a meal and let's go!"

Yue Dingtang: "What can I eat with a piece of change in the ocean?"

Ling Shu: "That's a lot. You are the eldest young master, and you don't want to touch Yang Chun Shui. Not to mention those well-known restaurants, noodle stalls and cake shops. How many cents can you eat in those restaurants? But I do have to save some money.

, you also know that my sister confiscated my salary as soon as it was released, so I will naturally have to be diligent and frugal in the remaining days."

Yue Dingtang felt that being diligent and frugal was not a bad thing. The Ling family's current situation was indeed different from before. Lingyao was afraid that Ling Shu would spend money recklessly, so it made sense for him to hand over the money, although he did not believe that Ling Shu would really be honest enough.

He didn't leave anything behind, but because of his desolate tone, Yue Dingtang stopped complaining.

Unexpectedly, Ling Shu walked through the bustling city all the way, missing many steaming haggis soup noodles and braised pork rice noodles, and finally came to a small shop on the corner of the alley.

It was pitch black and flies were flying everywhere. This was Yue Dingtang's first impression of this small shop.

It is also the only impression.

"Don't look at the bad environment here, but the taste is really good. Last time, Director Huang's brother-in-law's sister-in-law's neighbor was brought here by me, and she had the same disgusted expression as you. As a result, when he ate it, the next time he

He also took the initiative to ask me to bring him here, and said he would go back and introduce him to the whole family..."

Yue Dingtang couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted his chatter.

"Let's have lunch at Dexing Pavilion. I'll treat you."

Ling Shu decisively silenced him and gave Yue Dingtang a thumbs up.

"Sir Yue, you are such a man, so refreshing!"

Yue Dingtang felt that Ling Shu had not eaten here at all, but he no longer wanted to delve into the authenticity and just wanted to leave this uncomfortable place as soon as possible.

A plump blowfly floated past the tip of Yue Dingtang's nose, with a deafening cry that made his face turn three points whiter.

He tightened Ling Shu's wrist tightly, and without looking back, he ran away with fast strides.

The corners of Ling Shu's mouth rose slightly, and he immediately stretched out his hand to smooth out the uncontrollable curve, continuing to maintain his innocent and inexplicable expression.

You can eat and drink for free again and enjoy a big meal.

Lunch at Dexing Pavilion is naturally a feast.

Everyone in Shanghai knows that this is an eclectic restaurant that caters to all religions. Naturally, ordinary people cannot afford to eat here, but no matter whether they are leaders of the Qing Gang or high-ranking officials, they can all find their own right here to be bold, aggressive and elegant.

Shepherd's purse dumplings with spring bamboo shoots are the most seasonal staple food. Add braised pork knuckles and shredded radish pancakes to complete the meal. Anything more substantial is just the difference between two more bowls of soup and two less bowls of soup.

But Ling Shu felt that the Yue family's soup cooks were no less skilled than the chefs at Dexing Hall.

After having enough tea and food, Ling Shu did not forget to ask about the current situation of his old friend's son.

"How's the kid doing lately, Li Xin?"

Yue Dingtang said: "Professor Li and his wife treated him very attentively. They even took him with them when they went on an outing with the Department of Architecture. Perhaps because they have seen more of the world, the child has gradually become more cheerful and willing to call people and talk to others."

Something happened."

Just two days after Ling Shu brought He Lixin home for a temporary stay, Yue Dingtang contacted Professor Li.

Mr. and Mrs. Li have lost their beloved daughter and have not given birth for many years. They are looking for a son to adopt. They pay attention to fate. Sometimes, they are just not interested in it before the right opportunity comes. Yue Dingtang originally thought that He was taciturn and timid and introverted. Li's

The couple must have been dissatisfied, but when Professor Li and his wife met He Lixin, they immediately fell in love with him and even agreed to wait until He Lixin turned sixteen before telling him his real surname and letting him decide whether to change it back to He.

After Yue Dingtang and Ling Shu let them get along with each other for a few days, they saw that He Lixin had no obvious objection. After asking for his consent, they formally handed over the adoption. He Lixin became Li Lixin and officially became a member of the Li family.

"Although He Youan and Narita died together, and the matter about her should have come to an end, there is still no guarantee that someone will get to the bottom of it and uncover the child. What's more, his facial features are somewhat similar to He Youan. This is why I agree to change my surname.
To be continued...