Chapter 1185 of the Notes of a War Photographer: The dance saw off the Japs Ueda. Accompanied by Qiu Shi, Mei Xiang walked back to the small building from the entrance of the small courtyard. Wei Ran, who had been playing the erhu and the guqin just now, also came with him to create background music.
Tao Canhua came down from the second floor.
Meixiang did not avoid Wei Ran and Tao Canhua at all. After kicking off her shoes, Meixiang lifted up a corner of her skirt without any image, reached out and pulled out the small self-defense pistol, removed the magazine and the bullets in the chamber and handed them to
After reading Qiushi, he sat cross-legged on the sofa on the first floor and let out a long sigh.
After Cao Mute helped adjust the fan above her head to the maximum, Meixiang took the cigarette from Jasmine and asked, "Jasmine, will Little Su's mother come over for lunch?"
"Come here, she wants to eat braised noodles." Jasmine replied, suppressing a smile, "She also said she wants Mama Yang to wash the noodles with cold water several times."
"Have you seen the photo?" Mei Xiang asked with a smile.
"I saw it." Jasmine nodded, "I even picked out several of them."
As soon as she finished saying this, a rickshaw stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Su's mother, who had changed into a gorgeous dress, got down with a little difficulty holding the skirt of her skirt, and reached out from her bag.
He took out a few banknotes and sent the rickshaw away, then walked towards the gate of the small building.
“I really need to wash the noodles in cold water several times.”
Mei Xiang muttered a few words while suppressing her laughter, then stood up and walked toward the door while ordering, "Wei Ran, get your camera ready, and take some more photos of Xiao Su's mother before eating.
Look better."
"Don't worry, cousin," Wei Ran responded calmly and walked towards his room.
At the same time, Qiushi also ran upstairs with the two small pistols. Even Jasmine and Cao Muba, like gods avoiding plague, turned and walked into the kitchen to help Yang Ma start her work.
By the time Wei Ran walked out of the room with his camera, Mei Xiang had already supported Xiao Su's mother and walked upstairs.
"Cousin, come up and take some photos of Xiao Su's mother." Mei Xiang greeted without looking back.
"okay!"
Wei Ran responded, deliberately staying far enough behind, and waited until the two figures were blocked by the stairs before he followed them.
Taking advantage of the little time before lunch, Wei Ran took a few photos of the chubby little Su’s mother on the second and third floors.
While taking pictures, Mei Xiang was also communicating with Xiao Su's mother in Japanese.
"Today, Mr. Ueda invited me to attend the dance in Seventh Heaven on the 6th of next month."
Mei Xiang opened the window as she spoke, "He also inquired about the situation of many celebrities, and was especially concerned about whether they were in Jinmen. Xiao Su's mother, I think something is wrong."
“Something is definitely wrong”
Sitting next to the piano, Xiao Su's mother posed and responded in Japanese with a slight accent, "My sweetheart has been away from home for the past two days. Look, there will probably be chaos in Jinmen soon."
Already."
"Shall we run?" Mei Xiang asked in Japanese with some concern.
"I won't run," Xiao Su's mother responded, "You want to run? Where to run?"
"Yeah, where are you going?" Mei Xiang sighed.
"Find a way to hide it"
Xiao Su's mother let Wei Ran help her pose while saying, "At least you and Qiushi that girl have to hide. Once things get messy, your faces will be the cause of disaster."
Hearing this, Mei Xiang opened her mouth and finally nodded, "In this case, we will hide tonight."
"Those foreign friends you make may not be reliable, maybe they can sell you out." Xiao Su's mother said with a mocking face, "And your cousin, can you trust him?"
Seeing that Meixiang didn't say anything and just lit a cigarette, Xiao Su's mother sighed and said, "I can't see through your cousin, but since Mr. Ueda wants to invite you to the dance, as long as you go, I guess he won't
It would be too dangerous.”
Having said this, Xiao Su's mother walked to Mei Xiang while holding her nose, reached out and pulled out the newly lit cigarette from the cigarette holder she was holding, threw it into the yard outside the window with a look of disgust, and then held her nose and walked away further.
After hiding for a few steps, he waved his arms to disperse the remaining smell of smoke and said, "I will have a good talk with Mr. Ueda at that time and ask him for a good price. The more money I ask for tea, the more money you will have."
The safer it is.”
"So I have to go to the dance?" Mei Xiang frowned.
"Why don't you go?"
Xiao Su's mother responded matter-of-factly, "You'll be safe if you go, and you can also make a fortune. I'm going to ask Ueda for a thousand oceans first."
"Am I worth so much money?" Mei Xiang asked with a bitter look on her face.
"Silly girl"
Xiao Su's mother sighed after switching to Chinese, then switched back to Japanese and said, "I want more, so you are worth more. Women living in the concession where foreigners are the masters can only be worth more to those foreigners and women living in the concession where foreigners are the masters."
The Japanese look down upon you, and only by being looked down upon by them can you keep yourself safe."
Seeing Mei Xiang sighing, Xiao Su's mother continued, "After all, we are women, women in the romantic field, this is our fate. I will help you attend the dance, but before the dance, you have to hide it
Now, that stupid kid Qiushi has to hide himself."
"I will hide it well," Mei Xiang nodded and agreed.
"In the afternoon, ask your mute driver to make more trips and collect more food and drink for the family, especially more medicines. In case of war, these will be worth a lot of money, and they will help us live and work.
capital."
"What about you?" Mei Xiang looked at Xiao Su's mother, "Aren't you going to hide?"
"I'm going to take a gamble"
Xiao Su's mother's mean and fat face showed an almost shining confidence, "I want to see if the little devil next to me can save me. If he can save me, I can also find a way to save you."
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If he can't save me, I will die with him and burn down his tobacco-making workshop. When the time comes, you can run away if you have the information.
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"Little Su's mother"
Meixiang switched back to Chinese, and there was also a trace of crying in her slightly complaining tone.
"I have committed too many sins in my life and cannot have children. Fortunately, I don't want to give birth to that little devil."
Xiao Su's mother continued to say with a smile in Japanese mixed with many mistakes, "You loser is my child, and I have to find a way for my daughter to survive."
"Cousin, please go downstairs first." Mei Xiang greeted Wei Ran in Chinese, who was eavesdropping and taking photos.
"good"
Wei Ran, who pretended not to understand Japanese, responded simply, sighed secretly, turned around and went downstairs, quietly listening to the vague words coming from behind him, from the beautiful cousin and the mean little Su mother.
Crying sound.
For Wei Ran, for the time being, he had no way of telling whether the two women who could speak Japanese were good or bad people. But after waiting downstairs for about an hour, he was called upstairs again and took some pictures of the women's eyes.
A group photo with tears still remaining.
After finishing lunch in a harmonious manner, Xiao Su's mother, who was extraordinarily gorgeous in gold and silver, returned to her annoying sarcastic demeanor, but in the end, at Mei Xiang's request, she came here
In front of the small building, I took a group photo with everyone.
After bidding farewell to Xiao Su's mother and agreeing to develop the photos tomorrow, Meixiang also called Cao Duba and Jasmine to the second floor for some instructions.
When the two of them went downstairs, Jasmine immediately greeted, "Brother Wei Ran, come with us to buy some things."
"Okay" Wei Ran responded, followed the two people out of the small building, got into the car and left the small courtyard.
In the afternoon of that day, Wei Ran followed Jasmine and Cao Yuba to almost all the concessions, buying all kinds of rice, flour, grains and oils piecemeal, and also bought a lot of expensive western medicine that he didn't know if they were useful.
By the way, Weiran also bought a pack of Qianmen and a pack of Camel cigarettes, and would smoke one from time to time along with these two big smokers.
In the rush of going back and forth, the time came to six o'clock in the evening, almost at the same time that the last package of gauze, potions and other items purchased were sent to the basement, and at the same time, the sanitary ware was changed after a hurried bath.
When I was putting on a clean Chinese tunic suit, young men and women were also brought in one after another in cars or rickshaws.
"that"
In the living room on the first floor, Qiushi, who was hiding behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, helped introduce Wei Ran, "The one wearing a black skirt and white silk gloves is Miss Gu. You have to stay away from her and don't attract us.
Disaster."
"That's what I said, people must think highly of me." Wei Ran shook his head in confusion.
"It's better to look down on you"
Qiushi rolled her eyes, pointed at a man in a silver suit who was chatting with Mei Xiang at the door of the small courtyard, and said, "The one with the big back and glasses is Mr. Feng Maoyun, and the one next to him is his wife Huang
Mrs.
Mr. Feng is a top student who studied abroad in the UK. He and his wife are both teachers at Nankai University. Mrs. Huang is also my daughter’s English teacher. She comes to give her two English classes every week.”
"Where is the young one?" Wei Ran asked, pointing to the young man standing next to Mr. Feng, "the couple's son?"
"Where did they get such a big son!"
Qiushi wrinkled her nose, "That's Mr. Feng's student Guan Bingwen, and he is also Mr. Feng's driver. Mr. Feng is so carsick that he doesn't dare to drive by himself. Mrs. Huang can get lost while walking in school, and Mr. Feng also
I dare not let her drive."
"These two are a perfect match," Wei Ran couldn't help but murmured with laughter.
"It's a good match." Yang's mother, who was preparing meals and tea at the side, was obviously listening to her errands. She smiled and joked, "Xiaoguan likes Qiushi, this girl likes her very much!"
As soon as she finished saying this, the girl Qiushi's face turned red and she quickly defended, "I don't like a rich young man like him."
Having said this, another car stopped at the door. However, as the car door opened, a pair of Japanese in kimonos got out.
"The man is Mr. Yukio Sometani, a reporter from Osaka Asahi Shimbun."
Qiushi immediately introduced, "The lady next to her, whose face is as white as if she fell into the noodle vat, is his wife Junko Someya. They met the lady many years ago.
Mrs. Someya is the young lady’s Japanese teacher, and the young lady is also her Chinese teacher. She used to come to the house to arrange flowers and drink tea with the young lady. Since the incident at Marco Polo Bridge at the beginning of the month, the couple came less frequently.”
Qiushi introduced him here, and the German bank manager Volker Schweiger, whom Wei Ran had met before, also came, but he did not bring his female companion.
Next, one after another, extraordinarily beautiful girls arrived here by various means of transportation. Some of these girls were Chinese with yellow skin, but there were also white girls with blond hair and blue eyes.
In addition to the girl, there was also a man who came over, either with a female companion or without a female companion, but all dressed up and looking like a dog.
Regardless of whether they are men or women, quite a few of them Qiushi can call out their names and origins. They or they are just so-and-so’s concubine, or the young lady of so-and-so’s family, or the manager of so-and-so’s foreign company.
, or "comprador", "young master" and other various titles.
Seeing that about thirty people had gathered in the courtyard, they finally walked into the small building with the chandelier turned on under the guidance of Mei Xiang and Jasmine.
"Sister Mei Xiang, whose young master is this? Why did you come in early?" As soon as he entered the door, a beautiful girl with a dirty look noticed Wei Ran.
"He is not a young man."
Meixiang, who once again put on her imperial sister look, said with a smile, "He is my cousin Wei Ran, the son of my fourth aunt."
Having said this, Mei Xiang pointed to Tao Canhua who was standing in the corner of the room, "And that one, he is my nephew Tao Canhua. I accidentally saw him when I went to the amusement park a few days ago. If you are interested,
Let him sing a piece for us."
"Why do you suddenly have so many relatives?"
While asking, Miss Gu, who needed Wei Ran's extra attention, had already picked up the red wine bottle on the table without ceremony and poured herself a glass of wine.
"The rich in the mountains have distant relatives."
The girl who was full of dust said sarcastically, "How much is Sister Meixiang worth now? Even if you don't have any relatives, you have to find relatives."
"Don't make fun of my cousin and my silly nephew. They are thin-skinned. Besides, today's dance is also to celebrate my cousin's return from school."
While Mei Xiang was speaking, she had already taken the wine from Miss Gu's hand that she had just poured before she even had a chance to put it in her mouth. Then she stepped onto a chair, picked up a fork and tapped the wine glass lightly.
, jokingly said loudly, "I think everyone is definitely not hungry, so why not go upstairs first. My place has not been so lively for a few days. I want to see later who has no conscience and doesn't want to come to me."
Let’s play here.”
When these rich kids, who can be called friendly friends, responded suddenly, Meixiang jumped down from the chair and walked upstairs while greeting her in a joking tone, "You don't have any objections if I let my cousin come up to play? He's a serious stayer."
As for foreign cultural people, maybe one of my sisters will take a fancy to him, and I will save money in raising him."
"Although I don't want to help Miss Meixiang raise her cousin, I can testify."
Volker Schweiger, who had been in contact with him yesterday, echoed in a joking tone, "Wei Ran speaks German better than me. I heard that he also listened to Mr. Gerdorff's speech. I remember correctly, right?"
?Victor?”
"That's right"
Wei Ran suppressed the doubts in his heart, responded politely in German, and then changed back to Chinese. As these dog-looking men and women walked upstairs, he said, "That was two years ago. I
I was lucky enough to hear it when I visited the Krupp factory.”
Through this topic, he easily blended in with these men and women. At the same time, he was also secretly surprised that the woman with a dirty face and the German Volker Schweiger seemed to be helping Mei Xiang sing the white part intentionally or unintentionally.
Face and red face, especially Walker's "I heard" is really weird.
After all, he and the other party had only met once when they bought a gun yesterday. If the other party didn't have a hint from Mei Xiang in advance, why would he come to help him?
And that girl who is full of troubles, she is the one who caused all this talk. So, could it be said that both of them are beautiful people?
Compared to his inner doubts, the crowd ended up holding an erhu, and as the only one wearing a long gown, Tao Canhua seemed quite out of place. Fortunately, these people didn't care about this introverted young man who had a low self-esteem.
When he arrived on the second floor, Wei Ran was surprised to find that not only was there a middle-aged white man sitting at the piano in the banquet hall, but next to him, there was also a young white man carrying a violin, and two people wearing cheongsam.
The girl in charge of pouring wine.
Under Mei Xiang's control, this small-scale private dance went extremely smoothly. And as the dance progressed, Wei Ran could see that Mei Xiang organized this dance in name only to "celebrate his cousin."
"Return after studying", but in fact, I'm afraid the main purpose is to connect with emotions for self-protection.
The reason why he had such a guess was that what the men and women who were chatting together in the music were talking about were basically related to the current situation in Tianjin, and Meixiang was also chatting and clinking glasses with these people, intentionally or unintentionally.
Showed his worries and uneasiness about the future.
In addition to the various promises made by various men and women to Meixiang, what everyone in this banquet hall paid special attention to was the opinions and speculations of Osaka Asahi Shimbun reporter Yukio Someya.
However, it was not this proud Japanese couple that caught Wei Ran's attention, but rather the university teacher named Feng Maoyun.
He and his wife seemed to have simply come here to attend a drinking party and dance. They seemed to be the only people in the room who didn't care about the recent situation, but listened carefully to the opinions of others as they walked around.
"Cousin Wei Ran, do you want to have the first dance with your cousin later?"
Just when Wei Ran was paying attention to these visitors, the girl with a dirty look also walked over with her slender waist twisted, and put her long-gloved arm on Wei Ran's shoulders in a particularly frivolous manner.
With red phoenix eyes, he also looked at Wei Ran seriously with a seductive smile, as if he was expecting to see emotions such as distraught and distraught on the latter's face.
"What do you call your cousin?"
Wei Ran asked rather slyly, he had cooperated with Jima to go to the bar to clean up the scumbag men and scumbag women, so how could he be fooled by such a childish thing?
"My surname is Tang"
This girl, who smelled of dust and a little alcohol, leaned into Wei Ran's ear and whispered, "You can call me Andy by my foreign name."
"Is cousin Andy a friend of my cousin Meixiang?"
Wei Ran asked with a smile, and at the same time he took out the cigarette case from the metal book like a magic trick, pulled out two Camel cigarettes, and handed one of them to the other party.
"That's right, but I'm just a bartender. If the price is right, I can also sleep with those stinky men. How about it? Cousin, do you want to try it with me? For Mei Xiang's sake, I can give you a 50% discount.
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Andy took the cigarette and replied nonchalantly. At the same time, he reached out from the storage groove on his chest and pulled out a translucent cigarette holder that seemed to be made of tortoise shell and put it on the cigarette.
"Forget it, I'm afraid that after you fold me in half, my cousin Meixiang will fold me in half."
Wei Ran refused with a grimace, but at the same time he pretended to be frivolous and put his arms around the other person's slim waist, and intentionally or unintentionally placed his fingertips a little above the slit of the other person's cheongsam.
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Andy, who was fuming, rolled his eyes, but he didn't get angry or push Wei Ran's hand away. Instead, he leaned into Wei Ran's arms with a natural expression.
He casually glanced at Miss Gu who had just looked at him with his peripheral vision. Wei Ran then calmly took back the cigarette while lighting his cigarette. It was just a pretense, but in fact he didn't force it at all.
Any pressure on hands.
"You know the truth"
Andy laughed and cursed in a low voice against Wei Ran's ear, and frivolously stretched out his tongue to gently lick Wei Ran's earlobe, and then in the thin puff of smoke, he walked towards the German foreign company not far away.
Manager Volker Schweiger.
He dismissed Andy, who didn't know whether he was a friend or an enemy, but Yukio Sometani, the Japs in kimono, came up with his wife and asked in Chinese with no accent at all, "Mr. Wei Ran once
Studying in Germany?”
"I just came back not long ago," Wei Ran, who was smiling, responded in Chinese very politely.
"I have also been to Germany, Berlin, Germany." Yukio Sometani said casually.
"What a coincidence, I was studying in Berlin at the time."
Wei Ran responded with surprise, "At Humboldt University in Berlin, did Mr. Someya also study in Germany?"
"I'm just traveling"
Yukio Sometani said with nostalgia, "I lived in Berlin for about a month, but that was already eight years ago."
"Have you been to Moltke Bridge?"
Wei Ran asked with a smile, "There is an alley not far from the Moltke Bridge. There is a dental clinic in it. I lived next to that clinic at the time, and I even worked in that clinic."
"oh?"
Someya Yukio raised his eyebrows and asked with interest, "So you are studying medicine?"
"of course not"
Wei Ran smiled as if his little trick had succeeded, and replied, "Actually, I study theology, but that dental clinic is one of the few people willing to give me a part-time job. I am responsible for comforting the patients."
"theology?"
Fuel Yukio and his wife looked at each other, but Wei Ran faintly felt that the other party seemed to have relaxed some of his vigilance.
"Whether it's law, medicine or philosophy, it's all too difficult for me."
Wei Ran spread his hands pretending to be helpless, "Only theology seems easier, but it's a pity that even so, I still couldn't persist until graduation."
"Learning is indeed a very difficult thing"
Yukio Sometani followed suit, "My wife and I also went through a very painful process in order to learn Chinese. Of course, this was also thanks to Miss Meixiang's help."
"If Mr. Sometani is interested in learning German, I can help."
Wei Ran laughed at himself and took the initiative to express his kindness, "Although I didn't graduate, I learned German pretty well."
"That's a good suggestion."
Yukio Sometani seemed very interested in this proposal and even took the initiative to hand over a business card in both Japanese and Chinese.
After some false but extremely sincere greetings and compliments, the Someya couple were sent away. As the piano and violin ensemble played in the banquet hall, everyone put down their cups and put out their cigarettes.
Not surprisingly, or perhaps under Mei Xiang's hint, Wei Ran invited the "cousin Andy" for his first dance.
As the dances continued and the dance partners rotated, Wei Ran finally got together with his nominally real cousin Mei Xiang.
“Good performance”
Meixiang asked in a low voice while matching Wei Ran's dance steps, "Have you really studied in Germany?"
"I'm really your cousin." Wei Ran smiled and gave an answer that was nondescript but made Mei Xiang almost laugh.
"For the next dance, you invite Mrs. Huang."
Mei Xiang leaned slightly closer to Wei Ran and whispered, "Please ask her and Mr. Feng to stay after the dance."
"no problem"
Wei Ran first agreed to the job, and then asked with a chuckle, "Miss Gu just rejected my invitation. Is it related to Andy?"
"Miss Gu and Andy are friends, and she doesn't look down on swingers who secretly touch women's butts at dances." Mei Xiang lowered her voice and teased, but there was no blame in her tone, only satisfaction.
"It's just self-protection," Wei Ran responded nonchalantly, "please apologize to cousin Andy for me."
"The cousin you talk about is really worthless"
Mei Xiang laughed and cursed, then whispered, "Don't worry, Andy won't blame you. Remember to invite Mrs. Huang later."
"Remember it," Wei Ran agreed again, and at the same time he felt more and more that there seemed to be other ulterior motives behind this dance.
