The farewell ceremony was grand and lively. Some American soldiers had stayed in Yanjin for a long time and made many Chinese friends. The scene looked somewhat sad.
On the way back, Shen Zhifeng thought in his mind that no matter how simple he kept it, the bride would look too shabby if she didn't even have a dressing mirror.
A donkey cart was parked on the side of the road in the distance, and the driver was a naive young man, probably in his mid-twenties, who looked like an honest countryman.
At this moment, he was trying to block a girl's way with his hands open, and said in his mouth: "Xue'er, you fell out of love at any time. When you go back, how will I explain to your aunt and mother?"
That girl, Shen Xue, was carrying a rattan box and said with a cold face: "Explain it as you please, but I won't go anyway."
"Your aunt and my mother told me to make dumplings for you tonight. The dumplings your aunt and my mother make are delicious. Xue'er, just come back with me."
"Er Gouzi, a good dog doesn't block the road, you get out of the way."
The sentence "Er Gouzi" made the young man blush immediately. He looked around nervously and whispered: "Xue'er, my name is Zhenhua. Besides, there are so many people on the street, how can you call me
Where is Ergouzi?"
Shen Xue said: "What's wrong with calling you Ergouzi? I used to call you Ergouzi when I was a kid."
Zhenhua rubbed his hands anxiously: "Why can't I explain it to you? I've grown up and it's hard to call me Ergouzi anymore..."
Shen Zhifeng slowed down and the car continued to drive forward, but his eyes never left Shen Xue for a moment, watching her smile and frown.
He suddenly understood that he had true feelings for this laughing and playful girl.
At the same time, Shen Xue also saw Shen Zhifeng. The two looked at each other for a long time through the car window, and Shen Zhifeng slowly stepped on the brakes.
Zhenhua was stunned for a while, looked at Shen Zhifeng in the car, and then at Shen Xue who looked angry and happy, and immediately understood in his heart that the man in the car was his cousin's sweetheart.
"Xue'er, you can leave if you want." Zhenhua said sadly.
Shen Xue didn't hesitate at all, walked a few steps quickly, opened the car door, sat in, and said: "Drive."
Under Zhenhua's gaze, the car sped away in the direction of Yanjin.
In the car, Shen Xue looked forward and said, "I heard you are getting married."
Shen Zhifeng said: "How do you know?"
"I asked Captain Jiang and he told me."
"Shen Xue, I'm sorry, I..."
"No need to say sorry, you don't owe me anything, I just want to ask you a question."
"What?"
"do you like me?"
"……certainly."
Shen Xue murmured: "I think so. If you didn't like it, you wouldn't do that to me..."
Shen Zhifeng hesitated for a moment and said: "Shen Xue, I know everything about you. There are many reasons why I didn't see you. I don't want to explain it anymore. Anyway, I hope you can understand."
"I understand, you are a senior official in the government, so it is definitely inconvenient for you to visit me at home..." Shen Xue suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "It's a good thing you didn't go, otherwise my father would have kicked me out."
Shen Zhifeng was shocked and couldn't help but ask: "So, your father knows about us..."
A blush appeared on Shen Xue's face, and she said quickly: "No."
"why?"
"During that time, reporters often asked questions. Later, whenever strangers came to the house, my father wouldn't say anything, just picked up a stick and chased them away. Later, when those reporters saw my father coming out, they would run faster than a rabbit...
…Killing me."
Seeing that Shen Xue's mood improved, Shen Zhifeng was also very happy and casually chatted: "If you ask me, your father should hang a sign at the door with a warning that reporters are not allowed to enter. This can save a lot of trouble."
Shen Xue smiled and said: "I have thought of this method, but I am not as civilized as you. What I wrote is that if the reporter comes again, my legs will be broken."
"Has the sign been put up?"
"No, Teacher Xu disagreed, and my father burned the brand."
"Who is Teacher Xu?"
"Oh, the Chinese teacher in our school."
"Why didn't he let the sign go up?"
"Teacher Xu said that if there were no continuous reporting by reporters, this matter would soon go to waste. Therefore, interviews with reporters cannot be refused casually."
"Oh, that's it...it seems like this Teacher Xu is really insightful." Shen Zhifeng said calmly.
"My dad said the same thing."
"Your father also thinks Teacher Xu has some insights?"
"Well, my father has a very stubborn temper. There are not many people he can admire, but he admires Teacher Xu very much."
"Does Teacher Xu often go to your home?"
"I came here a few times some time ago, but not so much recently."
"What's Teacher Xu's name?"
"Xu Li."
"Has he been teaching in a girls' high school?"
"I used to teach in Peking and was transferred to our school at the end of last year. Brother Shen, don't underestimate Teacher Xu, thinking that he graduated from an ordinary normal school. He is a top student at Peking University."
"Oh...how old is Teacher Xu?"
"It seems like thirty-six years old, or thirty-five, I can't remember."
"Is he married?"
"Of course I'm married and my kids are teenagers."
"Are all his family members in Yanjin?"
"That's not clear...Brother Shen, why are you asking these questions?" Shen Xue said in confusion.
Shen Zhifeng smiled: "Have you never heard of a saying, how can you pass up the opportunity to meet a master? If you have the opportunity, of course you should get to know the young talent that everyone praises."
Shen Xue said: "Oh, by the way, Teacher Xu is also from Zhejiang. Maybe you two can really become good friends."
"Well, since we are from the same hometown, we should get to know each other better..." Shen Zhifeng murmured.
When a large-scale massacre broke out in Yanjin, Shen Zhifeng always suspected that the Communist Party was behind the scenes. The reason was simple. The organizers had clear demands, the most important of which was the expulsion of U.S. troops in China.
So the question becomes, who will benefit from the withdrawal of US troops from China?
The answer is self-evident.
After listening to Shen Xue's story just now, Xu Li seems to be very interested in the Pearson incident. What is his purpose in doing this? Is it just out of concern for the students?
"Hey...Brother Shen, turn left!"
"Aren't you going home?"
"I moved."
"Why?"
"The neighbors all said anything. The most disgusting thing is that they said that I took the initiative to seduce the gangster, but someone caught me, and then he bit back..."
"It's really hateful!"
"So, I had to move."
"Where did you move to?"
"Iron Lion Alley."
"where?"
"That side of Nankai."
Shen Zhifeng knew that the reason why Shen Xue's family moved from Hongqiao to Nankai was because of helplessness. Sometimes gossip is more powerful than a murderous knife.