Mr. Lu had been ill for some time. I don’t know whether it was because he had accumulated merit by doing good deeds in Kunshan, or because he was in a good mood. His illness recovered quickly and he was in a better mood. It was almost a hundred days since he met his two children.
My wife came to Guangzhou to see Baozhu and the babies.
On the 100th day, Kunshan put many things on the street stalls for the two babies to catch.
There are a lot of various things including writing brushes, abacus, silver coins, wool balls, basketballs, car keys, flutes, chopsticks, shoes, etc. I smiled and looked left and right, eh! That shiny thing on my mother’s body is great.
Beautiful!
Xiaoxiao crawled and crawled to her mother's side. She reached out to grab the gold bracelet on her mother's hand and couldn't let go.
Baozhu saw that she liked to take it off and handed it to Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao grabbed the gold bracelet and smiled like a little money man.
"This baby! He will go into business in the future!" Mr. Wan was happy. The descendant of his Wan family was really impatient. He liked gold well. He thought that when he let Bao Zhu catch Zhou, the family was completely destitute! In such a poor family, Bao Zhu could crawl and crawl.
He crawled under the bed, scratched and grabbed with his little hands, and pulled out a copper coin. At that time, he thought that this child would definitely make money in the future. He didn't expect to be so lucky! Marrying such a good husband in Kunshan, he would definitely have good food and clothing.
No shortage
When it was Qiaoqiao's turn, Qiaoqiao saw his sister grabbing something shiny. He also wanted to crawl and crawl to the table and reached for the fruit knife on the table. Unfortunately, his little hands were not long enough to grab it.
Can't live
When Kunshan saw it, he took out a small pistol from his body and waved it in front of him. For some reason, he felt that his son would practice martial arts with him in the future: "Qiao Qiao, do you want it?"
Qiaoqiao looked at the fruit knife, then at the small pistol, seemed to think about it, and then climbed towards Kunshan...
Mr. Lu was very happy: "Our Qiao Qiao will definitely be a soldier in the future. It would be nice to be a policeman like his father."
Each family has its own hopes, and they both hope that their two children will have a good future.
On this day, Shen Jiliang came to the Lu family in a hurry. When Kunshan saw him, he greeted him. He happened to make some lotus seed cakes in the kitchen. Baozhu said that he would have someone deliver them to you. After the meal, you can take them back with you!
Shen Jiliang shook his head, suddenly grabbed Kunshan's sleeve and said, "I want to ask you for a favor."
"you say"
"Go to your study"
Kunshan went upstairs with him and met Baozhu at the top of the stairs who was about to come down to eat. He patted Baozhu on the shoulder: "My wife, you eat first. You don't have to wait for us. We will come down after we talk about something."
"Oh!" Bao Zhu smiled at the two of them, teasing Xiao Hong and walking downstairs.
When he arrived in the study room, Kunshan leaned back in his chair and said casually: "Can you talk now?"
"I want some guns" Shen Jiliang said straight to the point
Kunshan was slightly shocked, wondering how he knew he had a gun. This was a secret. Even Xiaodong and Shen’s mother didn’t know.
Seeing his shocked expression, Shen Jiliang thought he was scared and explained: "I know you only have one or two guns for self-defense. I don't want to borrow that. Don't you sell simulated toy guns? Can you help me?"
I’ll buy a batch that’s a little more genuine, I need it urgently.”
"What do you want those for?" Kunshan instantly became alert.
"I have a few friends who jointly run a newspaper. A few days ago, they participated in a demonstration against Japan and wrote some articles reporting on Japanese crimes. Under pressure from the Japanese side, the government has detained those friends of mine.
, although they will be released in a few days due to public pressure, the Japanese side has already spread the word and will not let them go like this. A friend of mine who was not captured once died in a Japanese assassination, so I want to know how many people there are.
It's better to have a simulated gun, even if it's fake, that can help them defend themselves and scare the Japanese." He really had no choice but to come up with this bad idea. He was afraid that the Japanese would assassinate him unscrupulously again.
friend
After hearing this, Kunshan asked: "Is it just for self-defense?"
Shen Jiliang nodded: "Do these few literati still want to kill people? Are you willing to help me with this? If you are afraid of death, I will not implicate you, nor will I blame you, because this matter involves a lot of things. If not, you might even be involved."
Kunshan said: "Help, but..."
"But what?"
"Follow me." Kunshan took him to the small door of the bedroom. There were many snacks around, and in the middle were four large boxes. Kunshan opened one of them and it was also a snack.
Shen Jiliang didn't understand what Kunshan meant by bringing him here: "What are you doing here?"
Kunshan opened the snacks inside, and the gun inside was exposed. Shen Jiliang picked one out at random, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It really looks like it. Is this Baozhu's toy gun?"
After Shen Jiliang finished speaking, he fired a shot at the wall. The bullet flew to the wall and made a bang sound, entering half an inch into the wall. Shen Jiliang was immediately dumbfounded: "This is..."
Kunshan sighed. It was already too late to tell him not to shoot. He nodded firmly at him: "You understand."
"Are these guns real? Where did you get so many guns? Are you smuggling arms?" Shen Jiliang was shocked. He had thought that the current Kunshan was not an ordinary person. He originally thought that he might be a high-level figure in a certain gang at most. , I didn’t expect him to be an arms dealer! He is too courageous!
"You don't need to worry about the rest. This box is full of short guns. Just take as many as you need. I'll give them to you." It's rare that he can help. Shen Jiliang usually helps Baozhu in various ways. If you give something as a gift, he should have reciprocated long ago.
"Does Baozhu know?"
Kunshan nodded: "She doesn't care about this. Don't worry, I will protect myself and Baozhu. Because it's you and I trust you, so I let you know."
Although Shen Jiliang was moved, he was still a little worried: "Why do you want to do this? How dangerous is this? You should know better than me. You are already rich enough now. If it's just for money, I don't think it's necessary."
"What if I said it was to live?"
Shen Jiliang didn't believe it: "How is it possible?"
"I look beautiful, but even the most beautiful people have opponents. In order to survive and not be defeated by my opponents, I can only make myself stronger to protect myself. The previous car bombing and the anti-party incident a few days ago, do you think Is it all a coincidence?" In order to protect himself and the orb, Kunshan felt that he had no way out. Even if he had the intention to retreat, his opponents would not let him go. Climbing high is not scary, and being ambitious is not scary either. The scary thing is that he has no conscience. As long as he remains kind and does not hurt others, Kunshan feels that even if he is wrong, it is not too outrageous.