The Mi family finally climbed up the high branch, but they were still the kind of super high branch that was hard to come by. This excited Yue Tiantian as if during the New Year. Wenlong's words were no less than a stick knocking them in their hearts and knocking them off the high branch.

If Lin Wenjing was cheated by Teacher Han, the Mi family would be beaten up. After a brief silence, the house exploded. My uncle said fiercely: "Ala knows that the little red man named Han can't take out much copper in his purse. With his appearance, he dares to seduce Wenjing, and see that Ala will not interrupt his dog legs."

My aunt also shouted, as if Teacher Han had already dealt with Lin Wenjing.

Aunt Mi pulled her daughter aside and advised her bitterly: "Wenjing, don't drink Yila's ** soup. Although Shen Dashuai Chen has a wife, everything is not a hundred times better than Han's surname. Listen to my mother, don't pay attention to him in the future."

Lin Wenjing said: "It's just that he's wishful thinking. I haven't read the letters."

Aunt Mi patted her chest and felt relieved: "Thank God, these little guys are the worst, they will use sweet words to deceive others. It is best not to ignore him. The Ming Dynasty asked Lao Bai to go to Zhenhua Primary School to teach Yi a lesson. It would be peaceful if he was beaten."

"I don't plan to marry Chen Zikun to be a kid," Lin Wenjing continued.

"What!" Aunt Mi's eyes widened, "Nong is so confused. Chen Zikun is the general. Why aren't Nong pretending to be an air? There is no such store after passing this village."

Lin Wenjing shook her head firmly.

My aunt couldn't help but began to sarcastically: "I didn't even look at what I was, so I started to show off my character. People liked Nong, it's a blessing for me, hum."

Aunt Mi said, "Wen Jingnong doesn't care about herself, but also about her family. Ala raises you and Wenlong, just to make a fortune. Now such a good opportunity is in front of you. Even if you help Wenlong find a way out, she will still agree to Mr. Chen."

The family's begging did not change Lin Wenjing's mind. She understood that she could not tell her that she could go with the Mi family. She was not that she didn't love Chen Zikun, but that she could not pass her own level. As my aunt said, how much weight she had to be favored by the governor. Chen Zikun loved herself five years ago, not that she was the salesperson of Shi Department Store now.

The buzzing complaints and begging from the Mi family were heard in his ears. Lin Wenjing suddenly stood up, picked up his bag and turned around and left.

"Where will I go?" Aunt Mi asked hurriedly.

"I want to be quiet." Lin Wenjing didn't look back.

Aunt Mi didn't dare to stop her, so she pushed her son: "Go and look at Sister."

Wenlong followed closely, and the sound of firecrackers outside was rising one after another, and the smell of New Year became stronger and stronger.

"Hmph, I'm afraid Mr. Chen is tired of the new and tired of playing." My aunt's mouth was still extremely sour.

The uncle said, "No, Mr. Chen is still deeply in love with Wen Jing. Even if he is tired of it, it will take a year or two. Why are you tired of it so quickly?"

My aunt raised her legs and crossed her legs: "I'm all the same for these men."

...

Lin Wenjing was unwilling to stay at the Mi family, which was full of money smell, and went straight to her residence. The servant had already returned home. The house was deserted and there was not even hot water. Wenlong knew that his sister was in a bad mood and stood by carefully.

Someone knocked on the door, and someone actually visited at this time. Wenlong went to open the door. When he opened a crack, he saw a tall figure. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Marrior Chen!"

Lin Wenjing heard this in the room and couldn't help but get up and run out. When she arrived at the door, she stopped again, and tears fell like beads with broken lines.

The one who came was Chen Zikun. Today is the New Year, and the family is full of guests and there are all card games. He thought that Lin Wenjing was alone and was worried, so he came to take a look. He was really guessed that he didn't feel like celebrating the New Year at home.

When Lin Wenlong saw the idol in his heart, the legendary national hero, he jumped around excitedly. Lin Wenjing wanted to speak but stopped. She was in a very conflicted mood and really didn't know where to start.

Chen Zikun smiled and said, "You don't need to say anything. I understand. I'll give you three days to prepare. Let's go to Beijing."

Lin Wenjing's eyes lit up. Beijing was the place where she thought about day and night. It was a dreamy ancient city. All the romantic and beautiful memories were condensed in that city. Chen Zikun really knew herself very well.

"I hope your studies have not been slowed down, because I have helped you apply for the Peking University preparatory class." Chen Zikun's smile became even stronger because he saw the joy in Lin Wenjing's eyes.

"I'm going too." Lin Wenlong shouted in Mandarin.

Chen Zikun stroked his head with one hand and said, "No problem, but you need your mother to agree."

Lin Wenlong was extremely excited and took his sister's hand and said, "Sister, please agree quickly."

Lin Wenjing Ai Ai: "Are you going too?"

"Of course, I won't say anything just now, let's go together." Chen Zikun raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's getting late, why haven't you returned to the Mi family?"

Lin Wenjing bit her lip and said nothing.

Chen Zikun felt like a mirror in his heart. Lin Wenjing had no relationship with the Mi family, but such bad relatives were relatives after all, and it was impossible to break them down with just one knife. Moreover, Lin Wenjing had been bullied by them before, so it would not be possible without finding some interest.

"Let's go, I'll take you there." Chen Zikun said without saying a word, pulled Lin Wenjing up and walked out. Lin Wenjing resisted for a while and followed him obediently. He went out to get in the car and took the siblings to Nanshi again.

When Mr. Chen visited the Mi family, the whole family was so excited that they were dizzy. Mr. Bai also came to celebrate the New Year, and was even more excited and speechless. Chen Zikun smiled and said, "I came in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts. Don't be surprised."

Everyone stood and listened to his words, obedient and dared not act rashly, and even the eloquent aunt calmed down.

"Whoever dares to bully Wenjing in the future, I will never forgive him."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

"Wenjing is my good friend. She keeps her mouth tight and talks outside. Be careful of her tongue."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

The adjutant in military uniform handed over the check book, Chen Zikun signed a name on it, tear off one and handed it to Aunt Mi: "This is the money to buy textbooks for Wenlong, please take it."

Aunt Mi was ecstatic and took the check with both hands. She glanced at it. It was Citibank's cash check, the amount was 1,000 yuan! Dashuai is Dashuai, and she would give her a reward of 1,000 yuan at will!

"Okay, it's getting late, everyone has a good New Year." Chen Zikun raised his hat to greet him and turned away. The Mi family, led by his grandmother, went to the door. He looked at Chen Zikun's car and left before he could finish his rest. There were many poor people in Nancheng City, and suddenly there was a car visit. The neighbors all looked at him and proudly declared: "It's Mr. Chen who came to see our Wenjing. He is our Wenjing's friend."

The neighbors all stretched out their tongues, and they always heard the Mi family's second son brag about knowing Mr. Chen, but it turned out to be true.

After returning to the house, my aunt coughed dryly and said, "How to divide this thousand dollars?"

Aunt Mi said proudly: "How to divide it, what is the difference? Chen Dashuai said, it is the money to buy textbooks for Wenlong, why should I share it!"

My aunt raised her waist and started to balabara, and her saliva flew around. Lin Wenjing was so upset that she got up and left. Now everyone was afraid and hurriedly stopped. She didn't dare to quarrel anymore, so she was careful to serve this aunt.

...

After the Spring Festival, Chen Zikun really took Lin Wenjing and his brothers to Tianjin. When they set off, light snow actually floated in the sky. Seeing the sparse crowds of people sent to others on the dock, Lin Wenjing couldn't help but cry again.

"Farewell, Shanghai." She recited silently.

The young commander of the Feng army was also Zhang Xueliang, who was very interested in the sudden appearance of Chen Zikun's confidante, and from time to time he showed a tacit expression.

"Brother Kunwu, I didn't expect you are one of us, haha."

"Hanqing, what do you mean? Miss Lin is my friend." Chen Zikun wanted to cover up.

"Don't explain, I understand, I'll keep my mouth shut."

Along the way, Chen Zikun took good care of Lin Wenjing and his brothers, and never surpassed the line. This made Zhang Xueliang a little puzzled: "Brother Kunwu, you are the reincarnation of Liu Xiahui."

Chen Zikun said: "Hanqing, you don't understand what first love is at all. This is a feeling. If you destroy it, you will feel nothing."

Zhang Xueliang held his cheek and thought for a long time but couldn't understand.

The first class of the ship was taken by them. The journey was comfortable and time flew quickly. Arrived at Tianjin Port soon, and the troops stationed in Tianjin and Fengtian went to greet him. The team took a day off in Zhangyuan, Tianjin and arrived in Beijing on the next day by taking the Beijing-Tianjin Express.

The special train slowly drove into Zhengyangmen East Station, steam filled the station, and the long platform was filled with Fengjun soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms and dog-skin hats, and holding 13-year-old Liao rifles in Fengtian. They were all straight and burly, and there were no ones below 1.8 meters. It seemed that Zhang Zuolin's guards came to pick up the station.

After the train stopped, the door opened, and a Fengjun lieutenant shouted loudly: "Salute, play music." The military music sounded, and the soldiers raised their rifles in unison and saluted the general Xiaowu.

Chen Zikun's mood of reliving his old dreams was destroyed by these sorghum stubbles. Zhengyangmen Station was the place where he first saw Lin Wenjing. Now he is revisiting his old place and is just trying to find some of the feelings he felt back then. But how could the Fengjun's welcome ceremony be so big, and he still finds a big feeling.

Lin Wenjing and his brother were also scared. They had never seen such a grand scene. They followed Chen Zikun timidly and didn't even dare to raise their heads.

In this formal occasion, Chen Zikun naturally had to wear military uniforms. Since last time he saw the Fengtian army tied an armed belt, he also ordered the Jiangdong Provincial Army to change the armed belt and use the British Sembrown belt uniformly, with a brown double-pin buckle wide belt, with a complete slant and sword hanging, making him look even more heroic. His right hand wearing white gloves placed his right hand beside the brim of the hat, and he strode forward and inspected the Fengtian Army's honor guard.

"Brother Kunwu, your family has not been cleaned up, and it is not convenient to live in my father-in-law's house with Miss Lin. Why not live in my place?" Zhang Xueliang issued an invitation. The Zhang family's residence in Beijing was Xu Shuzheng's mansion, Shunchengqun's mansion, which is considered to be the top luxury house in Beijing.

Chen Zikun said: "I am more than one house in Beijing. The Ziguang Car Factory in Xuanwumen is my property, so I will live there."

After leaving the station, there were ice and snow outside, covered with silver. There were a row of cars parked in the open space in front of the station, and more than a dozen rickshaws were everywhere. The coachman hid under the eaves and shrank his neck. The Zhengyangmen Tower in the distance was still towering in the wind and snow.
Chapter completed!