On December 3rd, Wei Ran, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up again by those overly diligent children. He looked sleepily as they washed, practiced, and wolfed down the breakfast prepared by Uncle Meng and Mother Yang.
After the children had eaten and drank enough, Tao Canhua drove away from the study apartment alone to pick up Youmei, who had come to stay temporarily.
Before he could come back, a car stopped at the door. As the door opened, Junko Sometani, wearing a dress, also got out carrying a leather bag.
When Meixiang came out of the hall, Yukio Sometani, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the car, lowered the window and waved, then drove away from the yard.
"Shunzi is here"
Meixiang greeted Junko Sometani affectionately, and Jasmine and Qiushi who were following her, as well as Wei Ran who was a little behind, also said respectfully, "Good morning, Mrs. Sometani."
"Why didn't you see Canhua today?" Someya Junko asked curiously as she followed Meixiang inside.
"He went to pick up Mr. Tian's daughter Youmi." Meixiang paused and continued, "In the next few days, Miss Youmei will come to my place to stay for a while."
"Miss Yumi? Mr. Tian's daughter?" Junko Someya's face showed a look of confusion and confusion, "Why haven't I heard that Mr. Tian has a daughter?"
"It is said that he just came from Dongjing two days ago," Mei Xiang explained with a smile, "Come in quickly."
"Hello Someya-sensei"
As Shunzi walked in, the young girls and boys who had been waiting in the lobby on the first floor all said hello in Japanese and then bowed.
"Hello students"
Someya Junko seemed to be used to this, but she still bowed in return with great earnestness.
After saying hello, Someya Junko went up to the second floor with the children whose average age was at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and sat around the long table in the restaurant on the second floor to start Japanese lessons.
"You're not listening to the class?" Qiushi couldn't help but asked in a low voice when she saw Wei Ran walking out.
"How can I learn this?" Wei Ran spread his hands pretending to be helpless, "I'd better go downstairs to help Yang Ma and Uncle Meng."
Hearing this, Qiushi rolled her eyes and let Wei Ran run downstairs with a cigarette in his mouth and disappear.
While the members of the theater troupe and Qiushi and others were in class, Wei Ran helped Yang's mother deliver all the lunches prepared in advance and pots of boiling water into the underground printing room.
Nowadays, Brother Tang's body is still lying in the closet full of snow, but Andy seems to have hidden all his sadness and has returned to his former sultry fairy appearance. He even has the heart to ask Wei Ran about his feelings.
Is the Japanese girl named Youmei interested, and how did he hook up with Guan Lingling?
Knowing that this woman was just trying to support herself, Wei Ran simply started with a playful smile and said, "Not as good-looking as cousin Andy", and praised the girl until he gave away the spittoon, urine bucket, etc. in the printing room.
He went up and handed it to Yang's mother, and replaced it with a new one. Then he declined the stove that the other party was going to give back to her, and stuffed her with two packs of Camel cigarettes.
The secret door leading to the printing room was sealed again. After Wei Ran pushed the photo frame back, a little girl in the printing room also completely locked the photo frame from the inside. In this way, no one inside could open the door.
If people want to open it, they can only dismantle the big mirror.
When he helped clean the spittoon and bucket and returned the hot water bottles to the tea room on the first floor, Tao Canhua also drove the car and picked up Youmei.
Seeing this, Wei Ran, who had just washed his hands, applied some cream without haste, and then went out with a cheerful face. There was sister Youmei on the left, and sister Youmei on the right, who were particularly attentive to help the frightened girl hide.
The Japanese girl who arrived behind Tao Canhua carried three huge suitcases up to the third floor.
It wasn't until Meixiang, who arrived a little later, to drive away her worried cousin that Yumi breathed a sigh of relief. After respectfully greeting Someya Junko, they sat together in the European-style long-distance dining room in the restaurant.
At the table, she acted as an NPC for the children in the theater troupe who were about the same age as her to practice speaking, and as an assistant to teacher Junko Sometani.
Throughout the whole morning, except for a break of less than half an hour in between, this classmate Youmi from Dongjing was clearly arranged by Meixiang. During this period, except for going to the bathroom twice, she was almost beaten by those and others.
The troupe members of her age lined up and had various rudimentary Japanese conversations, so that by the time of lunch, not only was the girl a little depressed, but her voice was also hoarse.
Of course, I have to say that although I am indeed a little tired from class, at least the learning results are remarkable. At least Yumei has learned a few Chinese words to say hello - Jinmen Chinese with a strong twist accent.
Taking the opportunity to give a thumbs up to Mei Xiang, Wei Ran also showed a gloating expression on his face. He had already had a premonition that Miss You Mei's life would not be easy in the next few days.
After lunch, both the teacher and the children just took a short break for an hour, and the Japanese class on the second floor started again. Yumi, who had just arrived, had to sit at the dining table and continue her hard work of NPC and...
Teaching assistant.
Taking this opportunity, Wei Ran also deliberately drove around for a while. First, he helped Yang's mother purchase some ingredients. By the way, he also found a hawker who bought cigarettes without matches and bought two packs of cigarettes.
This wasn't over yet. He even deliberately drove north along the Haihe River and walked around the city. He waited until about four o'clock in the afternoon before driving back to Xuqing Letter Apartment. And during this stroll, he became more and more sure that secretly
Someone is indeed watching what is going on in the study apartment.
With a normal look on his face, Wei Ran sent all the things he bought into the kitchen. Wei Ran went upstairs and took a peek at the restaurant on the second floor. He saw that Yu Mei was still dealing with meaningless conversations such as "Good morning, noon, good evening, etc."
Then he pretended to be mysterious and got into the darkroom on the second floor. After some rustling, he placed several purchased mouse traps in the corners of various invisible but tangible objects.
place.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After locking the door again, Wei Ran quietly returned to the first floor, making a pot of tea leisurely and guarding the fireplace that was lit in the morning.
, waiting for the meal with peace of mind.
At half past five in the evening, the food that Uncle Meng and Ma Yang worked together was brought to the dining table. The boys and girls also went up and downstairs to sit around the dining table as at noon and began to wolf down the food.
On the other hand, Youmei and Tao Canhua were taken to the third floor by Meixiang and Shunzi to eat at Xiaozao. As for Weiran, Meixiang made it clear that she did not want her careless cousin to come into contact with Youmei, so she could only stay on the second floor.
We shared a table with the young girls in the theater troupe.
Of course, after finishing the meal, Mixiang obviously had no intention of letting Yumi rest. Instead, she made an appointment with Someya Junko and planned to take Yumi to the Seventh Heaven for a walk.
Due to the limited space in the car, Wei Ran, who was able to act as a bodyguard this time, finally got the job of driver. On the way, Junko Someya asked Meixiang who was sitting in the passenger seat intentionally or unintentionally, "Meixiang, say
It's been several years since I last saw Andy, do you have any news about her?"
"After she returned to Citong's hometown, she seemed to have found a wealthy businessman to marry." Mei Xiang sighed after finishing speaking, "You still remember my previous driver, Uncle Mute, right?"
"I still have an impression." Shunzi nodded, "I remember hearing you mention it. He seemed to be..."
"That's right"
Mei Xiang glared at Wei Ran who was driving, and said helplessly, "He was pushed away by my cousin."
"Why keep such a useless mute?" Wei Ran joined the conversation with a contemptuous tone.
"You're quite useful!" Mei Xiang snorted, "How much trouble have you caused me over the years?"
"Hey," Wei Ran replied with a playful smile, "Isn't this because my cousin loves me?"
Mei Xiang rolled her eyes when she heard this and was too lazy to talk to Wei Ran anymore. She turned to Shunzi and continued to speak in Chinese, "In the autumn, Andy wrote a letter saying that after she got married, the mute uncle also went with her and was responsible for them every day.
The couple drove and acted as bodyguards and thugs. With the mute uncle protecting them, they didn't have to worry too much.
By the way, when she wrote to me, she also said that she was already pregnant and expected to have a baby next year, and she also said that she would ask the baby to recognize me as his godmother."
"When the time comes, you will have to send a congratulatory gift to be considerate."
After Shunzi said this, she changed into Japanese, "Where is your cousin? Why don't you send him away? I heard from my husband that he got into big trouble."
"well..."
Meixiang sighed sadly, "That's what happened. He and the eldest lady of the Guan family... Sigh! Now that the uncle of the Guan family hasn't come to the door yet, I have already asked the second sister You to intercede. If Meng Guan
I don’t mind it, but if Miss Linglu comes back, if that doesn’t work, I’ll buy a house for them both so they can get married.”
"Even if Miss Linglu likes your cousin, I think the Guan family would not agree."
Shunzi sighed and said, "I heard that he has always wanted to marry Miss Linglu to a recruitment businessman. Now that your cousin has stabbed her, he may have his teeth broken."
"This..." Mei Xiang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, showed hesitation.
"I guess he will deny it vigorously."
Shunzi said firmly, "No matter what the outside world says, you have to ask your cousin to keep his mouth shut and don't let him admit it. As long as he doesn't admit it, the reputation of the eldest lady of the Guan family will not be damaged.
Her father probably won't cause you any trouble, otherwise it's hard to say what the Guan family will do."
"I will tell him." Mei Xiang nodded helplessly.
When this conversation with ulterior motives ended, Weiran also drove the car to the entrance of Zhongyuan Company.
Different from the previous two times, this time, Meixiang and Shunzi did not take Yumei to dance. They first watched shadow puppets and acrobatics, and then went to listen to a show. They waited until almost 8:30 in the evening, then went downstairs to have a hurried dance.
Did some shopping.
While they were shopping, Meixiang and Shunzi, who were having fun, also asked Yumi about her life in Dongjing. Yumi, who didn't seem to talk much, seemed to have become familiar with them. While answering questions, she also naturally
asked about Shunzi’s life in Osaka and Meixiang’s life in Tianjin.
It's a pity that these three people were communicating in Japanese the whole time, so even if Wei Ran understood, he had to pretend not to understand, and honestly helped carry the various things he bought, and went from place to place.
It was delivered to the car downstairs.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Wei Ran drove Shunzi back to his home in the Japanese Concession, and then took Mei Xiang and You Mei back to the study apartment.
After such a day of hard work, Yumi's face showed signs of fatigue. She carried the things she bought upstairs early and hid in the room temporarily reserved for her.
In the lobby on the first floor, Mei Xiang and Wei Ran looked at each other, and the same gloating smile appeared on their faces.
"What are the arrangements for tomorrow?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice as he helped the other party light a cigarette.
Glancing at Qiushi, Tao Canhua and Jasmine who were sitting next to her, Meixiang pondered for a moment and then said, "Tomorrow, let's get up at five o'clock for everyone to practice. After breakfast, Canhua, you go to the second floor to teach Yumei how to play the piano."
"
"What will be sung at the tea party tomorrow?" Qiushi asked in a low voice after Tao Canhua responded, and at the same time took out a small notebook and a pen.
"Let me think"
Meixiang closed her eyes and took a puff of cigarette, letting Jasmine help her massage her shoulders. After a while, the beautiful woman smiled and said, "This way, Canhua, Qiushi, after the guests come tomorrow, you two will go on stage. In the morning
Two sessions in the afternoon, singing all of The West Chamber, Palace of Eternal Life, Peony Pavilion and Peach Blossom Fan."
"Ah?" Qiushi grinned, "It's all...all like this?"
"Miss Youmei seems to have taken a liking to Canhua," Meixiang teased seemingly casually.
Hearing this, Qiushi clenched her fists, her face tightened and she said, "Just sing! It's not like you haven't sung before."
"Behave well tomorrow"
Meixiang encouraged with a smile, "Sing all the two plays in the morning and two plays in the afternoon. The rest of the time, Canhua, you will be on top alone and use your skills to the fullest."
"Sure." Tao Canhua responded confidently.
Meixiang patted the back of Jasmine's hand gently and asked in a low voice, "Have you sent it?"
"Sent"
Jasmine bent down and said almost close to Mei Xiang's ear, "Tomorrow's meals have been prepared and delivered. I also gave away the oil stove I bought before, so they won't be hungry."
"Cousin" Mei Xiang turned to look at Wei Ran, "If you don't do anything else tomorrow, play mahjong with us and listen to music."
"Okay." Wei Ran responded happily, "Let's play, what's the problem?"
"Then let's go to bed early."
Mei Xiang said as she put out her cigarette and threw the gold cigarette holder to Qiushi, "Be alert at night. If you hear any noise, don't worry about anyone except your cousin. Just leave."
After saying that, Mei Xiang stood up and wrapped her shawl tightly around her body. She glanced at the fireplace and said, "It's been cold recently. Don't let the fireplace go out."
"I'll talk to Uncle Meng later," Tao Canhua said proactively.
Watching Mei Xiang go upstairs with Jasmine and Qiushi, Wei Ran and Tao Canhua looked at each other, turned and walked into the room, got towels and soap and went to wash up.
After a lot of busy preparations, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Wei Ran, who had washed himself, returned to his room in a hurry, stripped down to only his shorts, got under the quilt and fell asleep.
At midnight, on the third floor of the Love Letter Apartment, a thin shadow quietly came down and stood at the door of the darkroom on the second floor under the cold moonlight outside the window.
After looking around, she took off the hairpin from her head, opened it, and carefully inserted it into the keyhole.
Soon, with a soft click, the originally locked door was easily opened.
She put away her hairpin and gently turned the doorknob, a faint smile of success appeared on her face blurred by the night.
After entering the darkroom, Yumi closed the door, first closed the wooden shutter on the window, then closed the heavy curtains, and then turned on the scarlet lighting in the darkroom.
In the slightly dim light, Yumi opened the locked drawers and cabinets one by one, quietly but quickly rummaging through the things she was interested in.
Unfortunately, the few photo albums and film albums in the darkroom had already been checked by Wei Ran, and any items of some value in them had been put into food boxes for temporary storage.
Soon, Yumi, who found nothing, focused her attention on a small box placed on the top of a wooden cabinet and a photo album with a faint outline.
After looking around, she moved the only chair in the room, stepped on it, then stood on tiptoe and reached for the photo album.
"Snapped!"
Along with a soft sound, Yumi let out a groan due to the severe pain on the back of her palm, and she almost fell off the chair.
Gritting her teeth and resisting the severe pain, she took her hand back, but Yumi felt like crying without tears. At this time, more than half of her already small palm was bitten by a mouse trap, which was even more deceiving.
The strange thing is that the place where the bait is placed in this mouse trap is actually a handful of soybeans accompanied by sesame oil.
Because of this, before she could react, those greasy soybeans crashed to the floor and rolled everywhere.
Yumi jumped off the stool and struggled to open the mouse trap. With tears in her eyes, Yumi waved her hands to try to get rid of the excruciating pain. But soon, she had to kneel on the floor with her butt sticking out, and wiped out the soybeans.
I picked them up one by one and carefully wiped away some oil stains on the floor.
Quietly, she walked to the door and listened. Yumi took a few deep breaths to calm her violent heartbeat. Then she stepped on the chair again, tiptoed and carefully reached out to the one on the top of the cabinet, which seemed to
A wooden box filled with secrets.
"Snapped!"
With the second soft sound, Yumi felt that her fingernails were smashed, and she once again let out a suppressed groan.
She shivered and retracted her hand. This time, even though she was prepared, she was still hit on the forehead by a stick of sticky and greasy meat.
Holding back the pain, she took off the second mousetrap, and then wiped off the piece of meat oil on her forehead that was the size of a mahjong piece. Yumi also knelt on the floor, puffing up her cheeks and blowing hard on her fingertips in an attempt to relieve it.
Heartbreaking pain.
A full five or six minutes passed before she finally recovered. She wiped the tears that fell from the corner of her eyes with her dirty sleeves, and then gritted her teeth and killed the two mice who wanted to beat the cow in half.
He opened the clip and put back the soybeans used as bait and the lump of meat and fat that felt extremely disgusting to the touch.
Finally, she stood on tiptoe and carefully placed the two mouse traps on the top of the cabinet. Yumi wiped the remaining meat oil on the table with her sleeves. Then she endured the unignorable pain in her hands and reopened the drawers and cabinets she had just opened.
After locking it, he turned off the scarlet darkroom light, opened the curtains and opened the light-blocking board, and left the darkroom without forgetting to lock the door.
Without further inquiring, Yumi quickly returned to the third floor holding her badly injured hand, got into the bathroom, shivering, washed the oil stains on her hands and face with soap, and even finally washed the floral pajamas she was wearing.
once.
When she returned to the room with her upper body naked and put her pajamas on the radiator, the clocks on the first and second floors just started chiming four in the morning.
Secretly cursing the bastard who planted the mousetrap in Japanese, Yumi opened the suitcase with one hand, took out a tube of ointment and applied it to the injured area.
At the same time, in the room on the first floor, Wei Ran was already asleep, as if he was not worried about the mice jumping up and down upstairs.
As for Yumi, she could not help but toss and turn because of the severe pain in her hands for the rest of the night. When she was finally about to fall asleep, as the clocks on the first and second floors began to chime five o'clock, the members of the Chunhua troupe also started to chime at five o'clock.
Get up and wash up as usual - it's just that the noise seems a little louder than yesterday.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Under the influence of various seemingly invisible noises, Yumi, who had covered her head with a quilt, finally opened the quilt irritably, and at the same time
However, it was inevitable that due to excessive movement, he touched the bruise on his hand and turned into a mask of pain.
Reaching out to turn on the desk lamp, Yumei found, on the verge of tears, that there were arc-shaped bruises on her palms and backs of her hands that were not very conspicuous, but the two fingers that were hit by the second mouse trap had already appeared on the inside.
A black patch is visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this situation, Yumei inevitably panicked, but soon she found a bottle of Kodan's jewel-colored nail polish from the dressing table and smeared all the nails on both hands.
This wasn't over yet. Then, she applied a layer of cream on the palms and backs of her hands, and then put some powder on them, which barely covered the two bruises.
After covering the scars on her hands, Yumi couldn't help but yawn. That night, she almost didn't sleep in the first half of the night in order to move on time, and in the second half of the night she couldn't sleep at all because of the pain in her hands. And she didn't know that this
The people in the small building got up so early.
She couldn't fall asleep right now, so just lying there, she was curious about what the people downstairs were doing and whether they had noticed anything unusual in the darkroom.
Thinking of this, Yumi immediately opened the door, washed briefly and put on a dress. She also put on a pair of almost transparent lace gloves as a cover-up, and then came to the second floor.
As soon as they met, the girls who were queuing up to wash up greeted her with phrases like "good morning" in broken Japanese. Some of them were better at it and even asked her.
How did she rest last night?
Suppressing the bitterness and frustration in her heart, Yumi responded politely in Japanese, and then she was able to escape and go to the first floor.
Just like upstairs, the young men who were washing also actively and enthusiastically greeted her in Japanese. At the same time, she could not help but hear the faint snoring coming from the sanitary ware room.
While politely responding to the boys in Japanese, Yumei looked around for Wei Ran and Tao Canhua to no avail, and couldn't help but secretly clenched her uninjured hand into a fist - she felt increasingly unbalanced.
