Chapter 16 Mystery of Life ()

Early in the morning, Chen Zikun came to Lin's house wearing patched cotton pants. Seeing a black sedan parked at the door, the motorist in uniform was wiping the car diligently. He couldn't help but wonder who would visit relatives and friends this morning?

After entering the doorman, he asked Uncle Zhang: "Are guests coming from the house again?"

Uncle Zhang said: "It was the wife who called her from the car shop. From now on, the wife went to the yamen and took a car on the street." After that, she glanced at Chen Zikun intriguingly.

Yesterday, after his relative, Uncle Lin, came, his wife was very powerful and complained that the husband had little salary and was incompetent. In order to calm his wife's anger, the husband had to spend money to rent an expensive taxi, which made his wife feel addicted to foreign people.

The use of a car in the mansion means that the coachman who no longer needs to take a month's trip. Zhang Bo is gloating, but Chen Zikun has no awareness of being laid off at all. He sits in the doorman carelessly, waiting for the lady.

After a while, the husband and his wife came out with the young master. The wife was wearing a fur coat and carrying a small bag. Mother Lin was holding the young master in new clothes behind him. The car man hurriedly opened the car door and served him. The family entered the car and sat down. The wife ordered: "Send the husband to the yamen first, and then to Dong'an Market."

The car drove away in a flash, and Lin Wenjing came out with her schoolbag. Yesterday's dullness had been wiped out, and she got on Chen Zikun's rickshaw like a little swallow and headed towards the school.

Finally, there was a chance to get along alone again. Chen Zikun coughed dryly and began to chat with him for a long time: "Miss, where are you from?"

"I'm from Fujian, do you know about Fujian?"

"I haven't been there before, is there?"

"My hometown is beautiful. When I was a child, my grandmother often took me to see the sea. The tides were ebbing and flowing under the sunset, which was so beautiful that it was fascinating."

"Fujian is so good, why did you come to Beijing?"

"Because..." The girl's thoughts seemed to fly away. She squinted her eyes and looked at the flock of pigeons flying in the sky, her voice falling down, "Because my father wants to be an official, my mother is no longer there."

Chen Zikun felt ache in his heart. I said, how could such a sarcastic wife give birth to such a beautiful and kind daughter? It turned out to be a stepmother.

Just as he was thinking about how to comfort his wife, Lin Wenjing's emotions seemed to be cloudy and sunny again, she took the initiative to ask: "Uncle, where are you from?"

"I... I don't know where I came from, I don't know where my parents are. I am alone and my whole family is not hungry." Chen Zikun ran briskly and said these words lightly, but the girl's sympathy was flooded.

"By the way, Miss, I'm my homework, please check it." Chen Zikun held the handlebar with one hand, took out a piece of paper from his arms with the other hand and handed it over. Lin Wenjing took it and took it. He copied the words he taught him yesterday on the paper and wrote them twenty times. The words were very neat and powerful, and it was obvious that he had put in some effort.

"Well, you're well written. You must have been to a private school." Lin Wenjing praised.

After receiving praise from his sweetheart, Chen Zikun felt very happy and pulled the cart much faster. Suddenly, he thought about what Hu Banxian said yesterday that he could find his life experience in the woods in the northwest, so he asked Lin Wenjing for leave and said, "Miss, I want to take a leave today and go to do some private matters."

Lin Wenjing said: "It's okay, you can go there. Today is the day before the winter vacation. There is not much. I will go home with Wang Yueqi."

"Miss, you are so nice." Chen Zikun sincerely thanked.

After sending the lady to the school, Chen Zikun put the car in his arms and headed northwest. He left Xizhimen and walked northwest. The road leading from the city to the Summer Palace was flat and straight, covered with neat stone strips, and there were thick willow trees on both sides. There were very few people going to Xiangshan under the age of New Year. The road was empty. Chen Zikun simply spread his legs and ran. The fog was rippling on his head. When he saw the Buddha Xiang Pavilion on Wanshou Mountain from afar, he knew that the Summer Palace had arrived.

Xiangshan Biyun Temple has to go west. The wealthy families in Beijing always like to go to Biyun Temple and reclining Buddha during festivals. So the road is quite smooth. Even if there are places you don’t know, you can get enthusiastic and accurate answers when you ask a fellow villager.

After a long journey, Chen Zikun finally arrived at Biyun Temple and found the monk to tell the situation. He was already prepared. If the monk did not let him see Chen Yongren's body, he would take out Gu Hongming's film and fool him. What's more, the old man's reputation is really good in Beijing.

However, the kind-hearted monks did not refuse his request. They even took him to a meditation room without even asking questions. An older monk took out a cloth bag and said, "This is what Mr. Chen Yongren entrusted us to give to you."

Chen Zikun said in surprise: "He knows I will come."

The monk stroked his beard and nodded in great depth: "Donor Chen left his last words before his death, saying that a young man would come to him, and it must be your little donor."

Chen Zikun opened the cloth bag with trembling hands, but was disappointed. There was only a round white porcelain badge in the bag, and the two seal characters "Luofu" on the front.

"Master Buddha, what's this?" Chen Zikun was dumbfounded and picked up the badge and asked the monk.

The monk shook his head: "Amitabha, I don't know."

"Have Mr. Chen Yongren left anything else, such as a letter, a few hundred dollars or something?"

The monk smiled and said, "The body of Chen Shizhu is parked in my temple, and the fees have not been paid yet."

Chen Zikun stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

After returning from Biyun Temple with the badge, Chen Zikun walked a little slowly. He thought about it all the way, although the clues were cut off again, he had some gains at least. He turned around and asked Hu Banxian at the entrance of Fayuan Temple.

Xiangshan is forty miles northwest of Beijing. When wealthy families go there, they live in the temple the next day and return the next day. Chen Zikun was worried about Lin Wenjing and rushed back. He had no big son on his body. When he walked into the city, he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He dragged his tired steps to the gate of Beijing University. He was just seeing Xu Er pulling out of the car and smiling strangely at himself.

This kid must have done nothing good. Chen Zikun ran to the place where he set up a foreign car and couldn't help but get furious. The tire was pricked and the calcium carbide light in the car was stolen. It was definitely Xu Er who did it. Chen Zikun rushed out immediately, chased after him for a mile and finally caught up with Xu Er, stepped forward and slapped him in the head.

Xu Er was beaten so hard that he staggered, and his hand left the handlebar, and the rickshaw fell down, and he forced the eldest master Xu on the car out.

Chen Zikun beat him hard, and Xu Er was beaten so hard that he rolled around the ground, crying for his parents, Xu Tingge said furiously: "How do you hit someone!"

"I'm going to kill someone!" Chen Zikun stepped on Xu Er, took out the calcium carriage lamp from his car from his arms, and kicked it hard, then he left.

Xu Tingge shook his hands in anger: "Is there any king's law to beat him in broad daylight?"

Chen Zikun ignored him and went back to the school to look around. The sky was already dark, and the Red Building was empty, and there was no sign of Lin Wenjing. Just as he was about to go downstairs, an old man with a low figure came over and asked with a kind look: "Coworker, the school has been on holiday. What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, I'm looking for our lady." Chen Zikun turned his head and left. The old man glanced at the restoration badge he was blocked on his clothes and couldn't help but be shocked: "Please stay."

Chen Zikun stopped: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Where did you get this thing?" the old man asked, pointing to the badge.

"It was left to me by someone else. Why, the old man knows this thing?"

The old man smiled: "It's not just about knowing, restoring the Han people, returning my country, and refusing my life to the country, and retiring after success. The word "repair" on this badge comes from Zhang Binglin's handwriting."

Chen Zikun said: "It sounds so amazing, what is it?"

The old man said: "Young man, this is the badge of the Resurrection Society. What is the name of the person who left it to you?"

"Chen Yongren, do you know him?" Chen Zikun's heart thumped. Peking University is Peking University, with many talents coming out. Anyone who can find someone can recognize the origin of the badge. It seems that the mystery of his life experience is about to be revealed.

But the old man shook his head: "I haven't heard of this name before, so what's your name?"

"My name is Chen Zikun."

"Chen Zikun...but the newly acquired student of Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei?" The old man held his glasses and looked at him again.

Chen Zikun was so scared by him that he asked, "What do you always call him?"

"Oh, I am Cai Yuanpei, the principal here." said the old man.

"Oh, hello to the principal." Chen Zikun nodded slightly, saying hello, which surprised Cai Yuanpei. This young man was so calm that he maintained such a calmness in front of the president of Peking University. It seems that it is not unreasonable for Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei to choose him.

What happened next shocked Cai Yuanpei. The coolie actually asked: "President Cai, I want to go to Peking University, how can I get what I want?"

A coolie actually had the ambition to go to Peking University, so he had to let Cai Yuanpei re-examine this young man.

"Peking University recruits preparatory students in the summer. If you pass the exam, you will naturally be admitted. Our Peking University has always been a talented person. Even if you have not graduated from high school, you can still take the exam." Cai Yuanpei said.

"Thank you, I understand." Chen Zikun bowed to Cai Yuanpei, turned around and went downstairs.

"Chen Zikun... Chen Zikun... whose son would he be?" Cai Yuanpei stood at the entrance of the stairs and thought hard, and faces flashed through his mind, but he was not as good as this young man.

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It was already dark. Chen Zikun hadn't eaten for a day, his stomach was rumbling, and he couldn't even pull the rickshaw. He threw it on campus and returned to the slum on his own.

As soon as I entered the yard, I realized something was wrong. There was a mess everywhere. The yard was smashed in a mess. The door was crooked, the windows were broken, and the debris of pots and jars were thrown all over the floor. Zhao Dahai and Baoqing stood in the yard with righteousness. When they saw Chen Zikun coming in, they said, "Big Man Chen, you are here just right. Ma Lao Er is a goddamn. He brought a group of people to smash the yard and snatch Xing'er away."

Chen Zikun's blood surged upwards: "I killed him!"
Chapter completed!