Chapter 11 Godmother ()

Xing'er's door was kicked open, the oil lamp in the room was dim, and a middle-aged man with beard was standing drunk, holding a belt in his hand, and the ground was covered with fragments of a green pottery basin. Xing'er and his brother were curled up in the corner of the wall and shivered. The aunt's begging from the kang in the inner room: "Give you money, don't hit the child."

The man stared at Chen Zikun at the door with his drunken eyes, tilted his head and looked at Chen Zikun at the door for a while, shouting, "Who are you? What's wrong with you?" As he said that, he waved his belt again, Xing'er screamed, threw herself on his younger brother, and protected Guo'er with his body.

The belt was not swung down, and Chen Zikun grabbed the hand tightly.

"Boy, challenge me, right? Let me try Mr. Chen's power!" The man was about to get angry, and felt his body lightening. He was grabbed by someone and lifted up his collar. Then he flew out with a sound of "Go away!" The whole person flew out. The land in the yard was frozen hard and his butt could fall into two pieces.

Fortunately, the cotton jacket and trousers he wore in winter were thick, otherwise this butt would have knocked the person to death. The man hissed and sucked the cold air, got up and cursed: "Who the hell are you? Be careful when you go into a private house and I will sue you!"

Chen Zikun came out of the room, and the light of the oil lamp placed an orange-red edge on his figure. Xing'er and his brother hid behind him and looked at his father resentful.

"I will change my name or not, Chen Zikun!" As he said that, he took two steps forward, and Xing'er's father was so scared that he hurriedly stepped back, still tough in his mouth: "Where are you from a bastard? You dare to kick our door and hit me. The neighbors all take a look. The bandits have entered the city!"

Chen Zikun shouted: "It's a pity to beat you. Whoever dares to bully my godmother will I shave him!"

The man was stunned and suddenly laughed: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that he is Xing'er's godson, then I am your godfather."

"You are fucking worthy!" Chen Zikun stepped forward and grabbed the man's cotton jacket, lifted him up with one hand and pulled him into the house, and closed the door with a slam.

The neighbors who were watching the fun in silence at their doorstep became excited and walked over to squat under the corner of the wall to eavesdrop. Xing'er's father was called Chen Baipi, a famous alcoholic. He would get drunk after drinking two taels of yellow soup, beating his wife, children, and smashing things. He would be defeated by his family. At first, the neighbors persuaded him, but later this guy scolded his neighbors, and no one dared to care.

"Chen Zikun's temperament is even stronger than mine." Zhao Dahai sighed, helping Baoqing, who was left on the ground, and went into the house to settle it. But Xiao Shunzi followed everyone to listen to the corner.

In the room, Chen Zikun lifted Chen Baipi in and slapped it on the ground like a dead dog. Without saying a word, he pulled out the bayonet and threw it on the table. The sharp bayonet was stabbed more than an inch deep, and the handle of the knife was still shaking, which scared Xing'er's father's liver trembled.

"Kneel down to my godmother and kowtow to apologize!" A roar like a thunderbolt came out, and the neighbors couldn't help laughing. Someone was cured this time.

Chen Baipi had a stutter on his neck: "If you kneel down, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed!"

As he said that, he knelt on the ground with his legs soft, kowtowed to Xing'er's mother, and said with a low voice: "My mother, I know I'm wrong, I won't dare to do it next time."

Xing'er's mother was so amused and sighed, "Forget it, get up."

Chen Zikun asked Xing'er: "Why did he beat someone and cause trouble?"

Xing'er said: "It's not that it's just a matter of drinking. The New Year is coming soon. The tavern collects the bill, so he goes home to ask for money. He forces his mother to pay him back the money for the medicine. Guo'er said a few words and then got beaten up."

Looking at Guo'er, there were indeed five finger marks on her face and tears were still hanging on the corners of her eyes.

"How much money should I owe?" Chen Zikun asked.

"Not much, it costs 50 cents." Chen Baipi felt a little shy. He usually drank the worst sweet potato, which could be consumed for two months for 50 cents.

Chen Zikun took out two silver dollars and threw them on the table. Chen Baipi's eyes immediately widened. This is only two dollars, how many jars of good wine can you drink!

"Xing'er, take this money and pay it back for your father. Buy a few more chickens for my godmother to stew soup. After the knife is used, it will hurt your vitality and need to be replenished."

Xing'er hesitated and did not dare to take it. Chen Baipi swallowed her saliva: "I'll keep it for the child." He reached out to get the money, but saw the cold knife, and his hand retracted.

"Xing'er, take it, your brother's filial piety." Xing'er's mother said, and this sentence was equivalent to admitting that Chen Zikun recognized the fucking kiss.

"It is embarrassing for men not to make money to support their families. They even ask for money from their families. Next time I will see them, and I will beat them to death!" Chen Zikun pulled out the bayonet nailed to the table and looked at Chen Baipi coldly.

Chen Baipi had a cold war and watched the fierce boy go out. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Xing'er's mother: "Where do you recognize your godson? You even beat your godfather?"

Guo'er couldn't help but say, "Brother Chen didn't recognize you."

Chen Baipi glared at his son and stretched out his hand to his daughter: "Give the money."

"No!" Xing'er hid her hand behind her.

Chen Baipi was about to rob, but suddenly heard a dry cough at the door, and quickly stopped and found a corner to go cat.

...

Tonight, Chen Zikun moved back to Xiaoshunzi's house because it was too noisy last night and he couldn't sleep well.

After entering the house, Xiao Shunzi was sitting cross-legged on the kang. On the kang table in front of him was his iron bucket. He laughed and said, "When did you recognize Aunt Chen as your godmother? Why don't I know?"

Chen Zikun said: "If I don't say that, why can I interfere in other people's housework? What kind of morality does Xing'er's father have?"

Xiao Shunzi said: "Uncle Chen used to be very good. Later, he was falsely accused of stealing money when he worked and beat him half to death. Later, he was like this. He drank and played money all day long to beat his wife and children."

Chen Zikun said: "If he dares to act wild again in the future, I will kill him and throw him into Yongding River to feed the turtle."

Xiao Shunzi said: "You are so cruel. You killed your father-in-law before you even get married."

Chen Zikun was stunned: "Who is my father-in-law?"

"Didn't you see Xing'er interesting to you? Tsk tsk, you are so blessed. Baoqing likes Xing'er for a long time. He wants to be Xing'er as his wife. It seems that there is no chance." Xiao Shunzi was running on the train while pouring all the cigarette butts in the iron bucket on the kang table, and then took out a pack of cigarette paper from the kang, took apart the cigarette butts one by one, gathered the tobacco threads and rolled them back into cigarettes with cigarettes. His hands were extremely agile, and the cigarettes he rolled out were straight and round, just like a machine-made one.

Xing'er fell in love with me? Chen Zikun blinked. Xing'er was pretty good. She had big faces and big eyes, long braids, and she always dressed up cleanly, but compared to Miss Lin, she was still a little worse than Miss Lin... Well, this is probably what the old man mentioned in Ergui.

Seeing Chen Zikun being stupid, Xiao Shunzi smiled again and said, "Anyway, the fat water will not flow into the outside world, and Xing'er will not suffer any loss if you follow him."

"No, I already have someone in my heart." Chen Zikun said seriously. He knew very well. Even if he didn't have Miss Lin in his heart, he could not steal the wife of Brother Baoqing. We should not do the tricks about poaching.

"Oh, maybe my family has been married." Xiao Shunzi said, regretting it as soon as he left. He didn't open any pot and picked up any pot. Chen Zikun is an orphan, so where did his family come from?

Fortunately, Chen Zikun didn't care, so he picked up the cigarette on the table and said, "You are picking up cigarette butts and doing this?"

"Yes, my Dashun brand cigarette is cheap. It's so cheap, it's more satisfying than the old knife brand." Xiaoshunzi said carelessly.

"This is how many big boys can earn." Chen Zikun burped and suddenly said strangely: "Xiao Shunzi, you have drunk a lot today, why aren't you drunk?"

Xiao Shunzi said proudly: "Our Li family used to run a winery. I have been drinking since I was a child. I don't have two pounds and I can drink a pound and a half pound... Oh, let's not mention it, sleep."

After saying that, he fell asleep. Seeing that he seemed unwilling to mention his own affairs, Chen Zikun was not inconvenient to ask about it, so he lay down and fell asleep.

The next morning, it was just dawn and the yard was covered with a layer of mist. Chen Zikun got up and thought it was awful. He was about to arrive at Lin's house at 7:30. He slept so darkly. I don't know if it was too late. If his wife was delayed from being late for school, it would be a great sin.

After getting dressed and getting off the kang, Zhao Dahai had already gotten up and was lying on the ground to do a stumbling exercise. Chen Zikun shouted, "Brother Dahai, what time is it?"

Zhao Dahai said: "The pocket watch is in the pocket of the clothes, you can see it yourself."

Chen Zikun went over and took out Zhao Dahai's silver pocket watch. When he saw the hour hand pointing at six o'clock, he breathed a sigh of relief. The silver pocket watch was extremely exquisite. The cover was carved with a locomotive pattern and several words were engraved: Commemoration of the Beijing-Zhanghai Railway, presented by Zhan Tianyou.

"Brother Dahai, your watch is not bad." Chen Zikun weighed his pocket watch and thought to himself that it would be great if I had a watch to control the time.

Zhao Dahai got up from the ground, wiped his sweat with a white towel and said, "That's a serious American product, Hamilton Railway pocket watch, which was given to me by Chief Executive Zhan."

Chen Zikun returned the pocket watch to Zhao Dahai and asked, "Brother Dahai, what kind of exercise did you do just now."

Zhao Dahai said: "That's push-ups, a foreign-style exercise method. It's more scientific and civilized than holding a stone lock and playing with a knife. I'll teach you how to do it."

Chen Zikun said: "I have practiced this before, but it's different from you." As he said that, he also lay on the ground and did push-ups. He pushed his arms hard on the ground and quickly slapped his head once. Before his body fell, he stood on the ground again.

Zhao Dahai smiled and said, "Who taught you this is very good, but if you think I just had that move, you would underestimate Brother Dahai too." As he said that, he lay on the ground and used his two fingers instead of palms to support his body.

The big rooster on the wall sang loudly. Old man Zhao came out wearing his clothes. Seeing them doing push-ups together, he cursed: "It's the sun in the early morning that the earth is not getting up and chopping firewood and boiling water to feed the children."

Zhao Dahai was scolded by his father and quickly got up to work. Chen Zikun also washed his face with cold well water. Without eating breakfast, he went straight to Houzhai Hutong on Shifuma Street.

After arriving at Lin's house, I waited for a while in the servant's room, and the young master came out. The young master wore a brand new tread suit, covered with a tweed coat, dressed like a little adult. When Miss Lin first met, she wore the Yindanshi Lin blue cloth cotton robe. The siblings got on the rickshaw. Chen Zikun first took the young master to a kindergarten outside the street, and then pulled Lin Wenjing towards Peking University.

Finally found the opportunity to get along alone. Chen Zikun ran happily with the car, and was about to say the long-term conversation, when suddenly a car came out of the alley next to him. Wang Yueqi sat in the car and shouted: "Lin Wenjing, such a coincidence."

"Come on your face!" Chen Zikun gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to pull all the way to Peking University amid Wang Yueqi's noise, watching the two girls jump into the Red Building. Chen Zikun was about to pull the rickshaw back when suddenly someone next to him greeted him: "Buy."

When I turned my head and saw that it was the coachman of Xu University’s family.

"Is your lady who just entered?" the man asked.

"Yes." Chen Zikun said, thinking in his heart that it won't be long before it will be my wife.

"My name is Xu Er, what are your name?" The coachman seemed to be intriguing.

"My name is Chen Zikun, and my courtesy name is Kunwu." Chen Zikun finally had a chance to show off and showed off proudly.

Xu Er was stunned for a while, as if he was a little disappointed, and then asked dissatisfiedly: "Then will you write your own name?"

"Will you?" Chen Zikun asked back.

Xu Er picked up a dead branch, drew two crooked words "Xu Er" on the ground, clapped his hands, and looked at Chen Zikun proudly.

Chen Zikun took the dead branches and wrote down his name on the ground, and then wrote down words such as "Peking University", "Library", "Dong'an Market".

Xu Er was dissatisfied and said, "I can recite the Three Character Classic. When a person is born, he is good in nature, has similar natures and has different habits. How can you?"

Chen Zikun said: "I can not only know, but also write." As he said that, he wrote these words on the ground.

Xu Er's face turned red and said angrily: "Our master is Deputy Chief Xu of the Army Department. Where is your master? "

Chen Zikun said: "It's better to write than to write than to master. No matter how awesome your master is, you are not as awesome as you."

Xu Er was about to refute, but then he heard a cheer: "This worker said it well."

When the two looked back, they saw an old man with yellow hair and concave eyes standing there, a maroon-red Ningshi square jacket, a melon-skinned hat, a dry tobacco pipe in his hand, and a Peking University school badge on his chest. He was looking at the two coachmen who were more knowledgeable with interest.

"Boy, have you been to a private school before?" The old man poked Chen Zikun with a dry tobacco pipe.

"No, I just wrote it out of memorization." Chen Zikun said.

"I'm missing a teaching aid, it's you. Come in with me." said the old man.

Chen Zikun hesitated a little, and the old man took out a big ocean and threw it over: "I won't do it for nothing, I'll give you money."

"Okay." Chen Zikun grabbed Dayang and followed the old man into the Red Mansion.

Xu Er swallowed and stared at their backs with envy. The old man had a yellow-haired braid hanging from his back, which was particularly eye-catching on the Peking University campus.
Chapter completed!