Meng Ting'an received Weng Rongrong's last letter, which said that her husband had made a military reserve operation, and she was afraid of causing trouble for her husband and could no longer write to him, and the Meng family had also moved away from Xuncheng, so she couldn't find out about the Meng family in the future, so there was nothing to tell.

The letter specifically emphasized that the Meng family moved out because they wanted to expand their business, and there was no other reason.

Weng Rongrong probably can't lie, and he wrote this sentence several times, for fear that he wouldn't believe it.

Wanting to cover up the meaning of the paper, Ting An guessed that something had happened to the Meng family, he thought that maybe the business encountered some difficulties in Xuncheng that could not be overcome, so he could only start again in a different place, this is nothing, everything is not always smooth sailing, and the Meng family will not be unable to bear it.

But since this was the last letter, he had no way of knowing what would happen in the future, and he couldn't help but be amazed when he thought about it.

The grass in front of the Meng family was green, the plaque was covered with a layer of ash, and the vegetable farmer completely gave up the idea of sending bacon.

There are not as many people in the West Garden as before, Wang Qian craned his neck and looked at it for a long time, complaining every day: "What did you say let me be the acting president for a few days, I've been doing this for a few months, what about people, won't it be a run?"

Others laughed when they heard this: "I only heard that I absconded with money, but I didn't hear that I left everything I could keep before running away." ”

Wang Qian pursed his mouth: "This guy is unreliable, I will replace him for another month at most, my old bones, I can't survive you, I have to go home to recuperate." ”

"Brother Qian, who is qualified except for you, you are good, wait for President Meng to come back and leave, how long can he go out for a walk?"

Wang Qian rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned to work.

In the early morning, the rain in Xuncheng was dripping, and the fog rose under the bridge at sunset, and the flat boat was beaten by the raindrops.

At the same time, the streets of Shanghai are still full of traffic, and the neon lights and shadows on both sides of the road have not yet dispersed, shining on this bustling city, like a dream, there is no rain here, but the sky is a little gloomy.

In this city, the entrenchment of the Qinglong Gang has already shifted, and people haven't seen the shadows of those people in black suits for a long time, I heard that the gang leader Mr. Tang has been with his wife since he married his wife, and he has broken up a gang Huo Huo, and finally divided several leaders, each of whom is camping elsewhere, and Mr. Tang doesn't care at all, so he gave up the "country" he laid down with one hand, and took his wife incognito.

Without them, the streets and alleys are a little quiet, and the alleys are further down the alleys, and the alleys are crowded with attics on both sides, and everywhere you see the clothes drying outside, contaminated with damp moisture, and a man walks on the stone road, and sees an old lady with small feet lying on a wicker chair, covering her face with a fan, and two or three children around her next to her.

When the old lady heard the footsteps, she removed the fan and glanced at it, and nodded flatly: "Mr. Wang, Nong is here again?"

"Yes. The man bowed his head to her, passed her, and walked up the stairs behind her.

The staircase was dark and narrow, and he had to hold on to the handrail, but the handrail was clean and not a little dust to the touch.

Going up to the second floor, he barely could see some light, and he straightened his clothes and raised his hand to knock on the door.

After knocking on the door, it opened, and the person who opened the door was accustomed to it, and when he saw that he didn't lift his eyes, he turned sideways and let someone in, turned around and made him a cup of tea, and then shouted upstairs: "Sister, Mr. Wang is here." ”

Upstairs responded that he knew, and the person who opened the door buttoned his coat and said, "You sit, I'll work." ”

Mr. Wang nodded at him, and he changed his shoes and pushed the door open.

The living room was quiet, and Mr. Wang sat on the sofa with a tea cup and looked at it casually.

This small attic is located in the deepest part of the alley, rented from the old lady at the door three months ago, the first floor is a storage room, separate door, the old lady put some sundries, did not give the key, the main door has to go up to the second floor to open, the second floor entrance a living room, there are rooms on both sides, one is a bedroom, one is a kitchen.

This bedroom is Xiang Fu's residence, he loves to clean up, the living room, the stairs, from the inside to the outside was cleaned by him spotlessly, Wang Hufang is now sitting on this sofa, originally very old, Xiang Fu bought a small flower cushion, and suddenly added a little spring and vitality to this small room.

There is a staircase next to the kitchen, leading to the third floor, above which are three bedrooms, Wang Hufang has not been up since he cleaned up, they are all women's houses, and it is inconvenient for him.

The tea in the cup was only sipped, Siqing came down, he immediately stood up and smiled at her, probably feeling that he came frequently, a little embarrassed, and after asking, he quickly said directly: "That...... Brother Deng asked me to ask, when can you go to his magazine, he needs people very much. ”

"I'm sorry for you. Siqing walked to the side of the sofa, "The last time I went to President Deng's place, I saw that he was not a small person, and at that time I applied with him to come over a period of time, and he agreed, why did you ask you to urge him?"

"This ......," Wang Hu hesitated for a moment, "his "Qiming Magazine" plans to add an art column, but I'm afraid that it won't be able to open until you pass, so he wants to ask you about the specific time." ”

Siqing lowered her eyes slightly and bit her lip lightly.

Wang Hufang caught this action, and he hurriedly said: "Don't be embarrassed, don't worry, I'm just ...... Seeing that you don't seem to have anything else, I don't quite understand why you keep dragging it out, but you must have your reasons, I'll help you talk to Brother Deng. ”

Siqing raised her eyes to look at him, her face guilty: "I'm really going to trouble you again." ”

Ever since they came to Shanghai, to be exact, since they met Wang Hufang in the hotel that day, they seem to have been bothering him.

Leaving Xuncheng three months ago, they found a hotel to rest after a night of traveling, they didn't even know which territory they were in at the time, but the next day they coincidentally met Wang Hufang who was out on errands.

Siqing reacted for a while before remembering him, after all, there was only one side, but Wang Hufang recognized her at a glance, and knew that the group of them had not determined where to go, so he suggested that they come to Shanghai, he could help a little.

Shanghai's transportation and information transmission, as well as medical conditions, are quite advanced, Siqing made a decision, Wang Hufang helped them find this quiet little attic to live in, and helped her contact her friend Deng Mu's magazine to arrange a job for her.

The last time Siqing came to Shanghai to see the art exhibition, she saw Deng Mu, at that time he was still a reporter, she remembered that he said that he wanted to leave the application for his own periodical magazine, and now, his magazine has done a good job, and his publication "Qiming Magazine" has become a bestseller for Shanghai intellectuals.

This "Qiming Magazine" is a monthly magazine, twelve issues a year, is a volume, has been published in eight volumes, with editorial, current commentary, internal diplomacy, academic education and other columns, there are also some current affairs notices, letters and telegrams, etc., now Deng Mu wants to increase the literary and artistic column, at the beginning asked Wang Hufang to give him a lecture on the sea school, but Wang Hufang always delayed the draft, so that this column is sometimes difficult to stabilize, if Siqing can go to do a full-time job, he can't ask for it.

Siqing applied to report later, but he was not in a hurry, anyway, it had been delayed for so long, and it didn't matter if it was delayed for a while, he didn't call Wang Hufang to urge.

Wang Hufang didn't really want to urge, but he always had to look like he had something to do, and he couldn't say in a grand manner: "I just came to see you." ”

He didn't want to hear Siqing always say that he was bothering him, but she was always talking.

Hearing it again at this time, he could only shake his head habitually: "Don't bother, multiple friends and multiple roads, maybe one day it will be my turn to come to you for something." ”

"Well," Siqing smiled, "I don't want you to get into trouble, but I can help." She remembered his question, paused, and told him truthfully, "We are looking for a doctor for Yarong, the conditions here are better than Xuncheng, we still want to see if there is a way to operate on her." ”

"Oh," Wang Hufang suddenly relaxed, "It turns out that this is because of this." ”

After saying that, I felt that my "ease" was a bit evil, people were sick, what was he relaxed?

But he always thought that Siqing didn't want to accept his help so he dragged it and refused to go, but now that he knew that it wasn't, he was inexplicably happy.

Hearing her say this, he hurriedly recommended himself: "I'll help you find ......"

"We've found it, Renxin Hospital said it can be done, they have an expert here, the time is set for the end of this month, I'm afraid that Yun'er won't be able to take care of it alone, so I want to go to President Deng next month to report. ”

"Oh," listening to her explain so seriously, Wang Hufang felt that his face was red, and he was even more embarrassed by his previous speculation, so he hurriedly continued, "Yes, Renxin Hospital has just been established, and the medical facilities are very advanced. ”

"However, the hospital said that we were not completely sure and that the operation was very risky, but we still wanted to give it a try. ”

"Should give it a try. Wang Hufang replied, and immediately thought of a question, and then he asked, "Is the money enough?"

You don't need to ask about this surgery to know that the cost is definitely not low.

Siqing paused for a moment, and Fang said, "It's enough." ”

"Not enough to get me, I'...... Lend it to you, you will pay it back when you turn back, save people in danger, don't be polite to me. ”

"Well, thank you, I'll figure out how much is missing. Siqing had no choice but to be polite, her money was really not much, and there was not much cash in the first place, and a lot of valuable things were left in Xuncheng, and it was too late to bring them out.

After Wang Hufang's words were finished, there was no reason to continue to stay, he should go, but he didn't move, quickly turned his head, and asked another question: " I heard that this Miss Jiang is your husband's concubine, Mr. Meng still kicked you out of the Meng family for her, I can understand that you take care of her now, but you will do everything to find medical treatment for her, but I don't understand, as soon as this operation is done, you immediately went bankrupt, oh, not that, you also have a lot of foreign debts, you have children to raise, what is this for, you may not owe her anything, even if you owe, it should be paid off now, right?"

These words made Siqing fall into thought, yes, is she still indebted to her heart now?

Not necessarily.

She raised her head and said to the person in front of her: "Yarong once donated all her net worth, leaving nothing, what a lot of money is that, calculated, it should be enough to build ten benevolent hospitals, she is lonely, she understands the importance of money too well, but she got that money, but she donated it without hesitation, she didn't know about those undercurrents at that time, she was sincere when she donated, which really made me admire, I think, she has donated so much money, and now she should give her some money for treatment." ”

Wang Hufang was silent for a moment, and nodded solemnly: "Yes." ”

He really had nothing to say this time, so he could only say goodbye, leaned against the door when he left, and turned around and said, "Xuncheng is really a good place." ”

"Huh?"

"The people there are still passionate and righteous, you look here, walking down the street, you see the same faces, exactly the same expressionless. ”

"I have time to go to Xuncheng again. Siqing said.

"Okay, I will definitely go if I have the chance. "He went out.

The door of the attic was quickly closed, Siqing turned around, and saw Jiang Yarong just standing on the stairs, she smiled at her, and said in a coaxing tone: "Good, rest well, I have to go to the hospital in a few days." ”

"It hurts, I'm not going. The man upstairs pouted.

She sighed, she couldn't comfort her, what disease would not hurt, no matter how the doctor told you, it would not hurt, and it would still hurt after the anesthetic.

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