Er Sheng's smile bloomed like a flower. This was the only good news she had heard in the past few days.
"Someone will come to you later. If he says he wants to take you away, tell him you don't want to go," Geng Chaozhong said.
"Is someone coming to pick me up?" Er Sheng looked surprised.
"He is an old friend of your father's. He works in Tianjin and was an old friend of your father's twenty years ago." Geng Chaozhong explained.
"Could he be?" Er Sheng had a suspicious look on his face.
"No," Geng Chaozhong shook his head, "your father still had a few friends. This Mr. Li found out about this place after seeing the news of your father's death through the newspaper. He is willing to take you to work and live in Tianjin.
"
"Oh, I understand." Er Sheng's eyes showed a sad look, and she thought of her father again.
"Actually, if you want, you can go to Tianjin to relax. The storytelling and crosstalk there are more authentic than those in Peking. There are also things like clay figurine Zhang. You can go to Tianjin for a few days to relax," Geng Chaozhong said.
"Yes, Tianjin is quite fun. I went there once with my father when I was a child," Er Sheng showed a recalling expression, but immediately she shook her head and said, "I still won't go, I'm in Peiping, and I'm not going anywhere.
"
Geng Chaozhong couldn't help but be touched. Just as he was about to speak, there was a knock on the door. Counting the time, Li Qingshan should have arrived.
Opening the door, a fat middle-aged man stood outside the door holding a blue fruit and a bouquet of white flowers in his hand. He stood in front of the door with a sad face. It was Li Qingshan.
"Here you come, please come in!" Geng Chaozhong hurriedly welcomed him in, glanced at Er Sheng, briefly introduced him, and then said goodbye: "Since we are old friends, let's chat for a few words first. I will go out first."
Already."
This has been discussed with Li Qingshan a long time ago. There are some things that he would not be able to say while he is present.
When Geng Chaozhong went out, Li Qingshan put down the plain flowers in his hand, looked at Er Sheng for a few times, and then sighed: "I haven't seen you for decades, and even Kezhen's daughter is so old!"
"I have seen you, and my father has also seen you, not long ago." Er Sheng suddenly interrupted Li Qingshan.
"Have you seen me?" Li Qingshan raised his head suspiciously.
"You went to my house three weeks ago, the day my husband proposed marriage, February 7th." Er Sheng answered firmly.
Li Qingshan glanced at Zhao Ersheng in surprise. He went to Zhao's mansion that day as a guest in the name of an old friend. But when he was leaving, he saw someone at the second floor window from a distance. Unexpectedly, Zhao Ersheng noticed him. It's strange, it's his own fault.
His body shape is so special that anyone can leave an impression at a glance.
"Why are you lying?" Zhao Ersheng's clear eyes stared at Li Qingshan, "Is it true that you and my father are the same kind of people?"
Li Qingshan's expression was no longer surprised - this girl had keen observation skills, and he had underestimated him. He paused and spoke frankly:
"Yes, you are very smart, and you are worthy of being Kezhen's daughter. However, except for the fact that I lied about meeting your father, I have not lied about anything else. I can show you something."
Li Qingshan took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Ersheng. Ersheng hesitated whether to open it or not.
"Look, it's just a photo, it's no big deal." Li Qingshan gestured.
Er Sheng opened the envelope anyway - the reason why she hesitated was because she was afraid of getting into trouble for Geng Chaozhong, but after thinking about it, I was afraid that Geng Chaozhong had enough troubles already, and she didn't care about these two.
What comes into view is a yellowed old photo. The corners of the photo are even a little brittle. There are also faint cracks on the photo. It seems that it will be shattered at a touch. In the photo, it is seven or eight years old.
A young man holding various musical instruments.
"The one in the middle is me, and the one on the far left is your father." Li Qingshan pointed at the photo.
Needless to say, Er Sheng had already recognized the people in the photo. At that time, his father was in his prime, probably only in his early twenties, with handsome features and a vigor that seemed to jump out of the page. But the other few people,
At first glance, they all look like arrogant people.
It's just that the person in the middle...
Er Sheng raised his head, looked at the short and fat man opposite him, and then at the young man in the photo who was not tall but had quite an energetic appearance, and carefully searched for the common ground between the two.
"Time is like a butcher's knife!" Li Qingshan sighed, "I'm old and fat now, and I'm not popular anymore. I used to know everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I was very popular among the girls in school.
Classmates welcome...”
Just him?
Er Sheng glanced at Li Qingshan suspiciously. She seriously believed that Li Qingshan's female classmates were either short-sighted or simply blind.
However, she finally believed that the person in front of her was her father's classmate - because she found a mole in the corner of Li Qingshan's right eye, which was almost the only place where the two people could match each other.
"Haha," Li Qingshan obviously also discovered this. He looked at Er Sheng and said with a smile: "Now you believe that I am not lying! This time I come, one is for public, and the other is private. For public,
We must take good care of the survivors of the martyrs; for personal reasons, but Zhen is also an old friend of mine, and I have to do my part no matter what. So, I would like to ask you, Er Sheng, to make a decision."
"What decision?"
Although he had known about Li Qingshan's problem for a long time, Er Sheng still couldn't help but ask.
The man in front of me is obviously used to controlling everything. He controls the direction of the entire conversation all the time. Even if it is a gift or a joke, he has already prepared it.
"Follow me to Tianjin, or to Guangzhou, or Hong Kong. There are many of our people there now." Li Qingshan replied.
"I don't want to go. I'm doing fine in Peiping, and I don't want to join your organization either." Er Sheng refused.
"If you are in Peiping, you will be harassed by Kuomintang agents and even followed by the Japanese. You are still in danger here. If it weren't for the fact that you are a student who has not yet graduated, I am afraid that the Japanese would have come here long ago." Li Qingshan seemed to have come early.
If you have expectations, give advice.
"Are you referring to my husband?" Er Sheng pointed outside.
"No, your father told me before his death that he is your husband, let's call him your husband! Although he is a spy, he still has a conscience, but you have to know that people can't help themselves in the world. If his boss orders him
Whatever you do, he can't refuse, do you understand?" Li Qingshan said.
"First of all, he is indeed my husband. It's not just a temporary thing." Er Sheng corrected Li Qingshan's "speech disorder". "Second, although my father is yours, I am not. You have no right to interfere with me."
free."
"Everything you said is right," Li Qingshan suddenly smiled, "So I am just suggesting. More importantly, if you stay here, it will bring danger to your husband. Do you understand?"
