Li Fengzhu first said "ah" in surprise, and then said: "Mom, it seems that we are people who are blessed with children and grandchildren! I didn't expect him to be able to say such old and steady words when he was only so old." Did you figure this out for yourself? or ...... Aunt Jiang has been here again?" Immediately, I felt that children were sensitive and fragile after all, and they needed to be trusted and encouraged, and they couldn't always show in words that children could never understand the adult world, so they quickly laughed and whispered softly, "It doesn't matter if you've been here." If you don't hear this kind of thing from your heart, you can't remember it, but you can remember it, and you can see it. ”

I don't know if the last sentence was good, or Xiao Rufu was not sensitive to the point that Li Fengzhu was afraid, in short, his expression was very happy, he jumped twice on the floor, danced and pointed downstairs, and replied: "The uncles downstairs all say this! They say that my mother is a contemporary Mulan, although she is unknown, but her career is earth-shattering. Actually, my former teacher said the same thing, he said that journalists are a kind of heroes that he admires. He also especially likes to read Ta Kung Pao, which he reads almost every day. I told him that my mother was a big reporter for Ta Kung Pao!"

Children are like this, although there are times when they are willful and ignorant, they always admire their parents, especially when they seem to understand a little professional status, they will be proud of their parents' culture. However, in such a turbulent situation, it must be precisely because of this influence that the whereabouts of many intellectuals are particularly easy to be detected by intelligence officers in various countries. Li Fengzhu thought about it, and the smile that came up revealed a little helplessness and reluctance.

As for Mrs. Li, on the issue of keeping her identity secret, she received her daughter's kind advice and harsh warnings every once in a while. Therefore, he showed a vigilant look at the gossip that the little grandson talked about, took a step forward, and said: "This is true. How can there be a family member who does not mention parents and children, as soon as people hear that you are a promising person, there are many people who want to ask questions. An old woman like me, who understands and persuades, will inevitably have to talk about it, not to mention that he is still a child. ”

This sounds like she said it for a child, but in fact, Mrs. Li is not justifying, why does she take it lightly every once in a while.

Li Fengzhu glanced at the two of them, and glanced at his watch, there was still plenty of time. Because I thought that now that the situation has changed, and the two grandparents and grandchildren openly live here in the name of their families, then they will probably have to change their way of thinking about concealing their old identities in the past. It is also necessary to take into account that, according to the law of nature, the older the old man is, the more confused he will become, and it is probably not practical to put this pressure on Mrs. Li. In the era when the country is ruined and the family is ruined, school education changes with the times, and a lot of time is spent every day to talk about the big proposition of protecting the family and defending the country. Or, it's time to hand over the confidentiality task to Xiao Rufu. As long as one of the two people is careful at all times, things will be much easier. Besides, it is a good reason for people to get more and more confused as they get older, and if they are unfortunate in the future, they will just use this to gag people's mouths, saying that their mother is old, and they have somehow listened to a book about Guanwai and settled in their own home.

Thinking about it like this, Li Fengzhu really did this, and guided his son: "I heard others say that after all, I will answer the sentence 'interlaced like a mountain'." Rufu, if you listen to your mother talk to you about a journalist's day, it will be very interesting. There are many people who become journalists, but only a few are big journalists. Do you know what kind of advantages people can be big reporters have?"

"I must be very good at writing essays, and I always get full marks in my Chinese language class. After speaking, Xiao Rufu showed an envious smile on his face, which shows that he is worried about the test scores of the Chinese language class on weekdays.

Although Li Fengzhu was born as a teacher, the circumstances made her have no leisure to care about her studies, so she just smiled and said: "It's too difficult to get a full score in the Chinese language." In fact, if you want to be a good journalist, the trick is nothing more than mystery. What does mystery mean, you know?"

Xiao Rufu's mouth was quick to answer: "I know, Yasen Luo Ping and Sherlock Holmes are very mysterious." As he spoke, his eyes widened as big as a brass bell, and his mouth was completely open into a circle, "Oh my God, Mom, are you still going to fly off the wall?"

"This ......" Li Fengzhu was obviously a little unable to keep up with the child's whimsical thinking, and his face couldn't help but show a hint of confusion, "This is really not." Flying cornices and walking on the wall may not be helpful for work, if I fly to someone's house, then I will become an unscrupulous reporter who secretly shoots privacy. ”

"That's ......" I saw Xiao Rufu's eyes turn smartly for a few weeks, tilted his head, and put an index finger around the head of the board a few times, and it seemed that he would say a very surprising thought to adults.

Li Fengzhu peeked at his watch again, feeling that time was pressing, so he preemptively made a conclusion: "Don't be in a hurry, if you want to carry out the mysterious purpose, you shouldn't reveal the plan to anyone, including my dearest son, before the matter is completed." Then he imprinted a tender kiss on his son's forehead.

After a quarter of an hour of work at home, Li Fengzhu went out. Judging from the reluctant eyes of Mrs. Li and Xiao Rufu, this quarter of an hour is really short. However, when it comes to business, this quarter of an hour is precious.

After sighing three times all the way, Li Fengzhu had walked from the printing house to the alley. saw Uncle Ji sitting on the small bench, smoking a cigarette and shouting her name, telling her that Cheng Yunxiang from the Women's and Children's Rights Association called again, saying that he wanted to come to the door for a detailed discussion.

Li Fengzhu didn't have the energy to deal with this person for a while, but he refused to let go. Because he said to Uncle Ji across the small courtyard to wait a while, and then hurriedly ran to the road to stop a woman selling cigarettes. Her three fingers caressed over the various cigarette boxes, and she paid special attention to Hardman, which gave a great hope of selling cigarettes. It's just that I've spent a lot of money lately, and I'm going to spend more money in the future. Li Fengzhu promised to ask Uncle Ji to smoke Hademen, but after thinking about it, poor ghosts always have no credit at all. Finally, he chuckled self-deprecatingly and picked out only a pack of cigarettes. This inevitably disappointed the woman who sold the cigarettes.

Hurriedly roared and ran back to the club, Li Fengzhu shoved the cigarette into Uncle Ji's hand, and said with a smile: "I have to ask your old man to help me talk about it on the phone, I didn't mean to lose my trust with her, I really have urgent clues to follow." Your old man helped me stabilize Mi Sicheng's emotions, and said that my urgent case would be resolved immediately within a day or two, and asked her to wait for two days. Then, he said "more work" twice in his mouth, and his two legs had already taken a big stride.

Uncle Ji doesn't read much, but he is infected by the atmosphere of literature and ink in the society, and if he writes like this, he can pass on the words as they are. It's just that he looked at the cigarette box, and couldn't help but secretly hungry for Hardmen, and he also had a feeling of emptiness in his heart.

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When Li Fengzhu took a rickshaw and pulled it to a position only one intersection away from the Italian Garden, she saw a black car from an Oriental consulate on the side of the road, which was very familiar. Hurriedly asked the driver to stop, handed over the money and got out of the car. Then, he took away and slowly stepped forward, and confirmed the license plate number, and sure enough, it was Tang Shubai's car.

Looking around, there doesn't seem to be a café or teahouse for recreation. So, he can't be entertained here. The nearest leisure place, you have to walk a way forward, to the Italian Garden is interesting. Li Fengzhu only had doubts in his heart, put on his sunglasses and changed the path, slowly approaching the location of the Italian Garden. When I walked to the gate, I couldn't help but speculate that it must not be a simple coincidence that the car was parked nearby. If Tang Shubai came to play, he should have parked at the gate of the park generously, but he didn't do it, it seemed that he was deliberately hiding his whereabouts, that is, he was doing business. If you want to go like this, this person probably won't enter through the gate in a grand way. Because of this, Li Fengzhu hesitated in place for less than a minute, and immediately turned his head to find the small door next to him.

After walking around most of the park, I saw a small door that was half-open under the cover of creepers. The same guards, the same need to buy tickets, this design looks sneaky at first glance, but if you pay close attention to the crowd entering and exiting this door, you can understand the ingenuity. Li Fengzhu found a pair of men and women in Chinese costumes holding hands, and skillfully entered the park through this gate. It seems that this is a well-intentioned effort by the garden. From the perspective of fashionable young people's love, it can really be said to be considerate.

There is no doubt that the sculptures, fountains, and swings you see inside are all based on Western aesthetics, and even the flowers and trees planted are mostly imported varieties. On several large and small lawns, there are various awnings, some square and some made in the shape of ocean umbrellas, some with lace edges, and some with red and white stripes. Li Fengzhu held a camera with a small but not light appearance in his hand, and he also had to cover his coat, and his two arms kept taking turns to rest, walking along the green shade to take a look. She felt that the place where there was too much laughter might not be able to find Tang Shubai, and she should look for it in the corners.

Just as I was thinking about it, I had already walked under a natural screen surrounded by flowers and shrubs. At the foot of the lawn was a shallow ditch dug and a long rubber hose was buried, with several holes evenly punctured in the pipe, intended to water the flowers and trees. Li Fengzhu didn't pay much attention, his heels were on the flat ground first, and the soles of his first feet were unconsciously planted into the small ditch. After losing his balance, the whole person staggered to the ground and squatted. Driven by her subconscious, she wrapped her arms around her arms and slammed the camera into her arms.

Unexpectedly, this downfall planted a huge windfall.