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Su Junge put down the phone and sighed deeply, he had known such a result for a long time. But I was about to hand in the manuscript, and that was my hard work last night...... Let's start writing, or we won't be able to deliver the manuscript in the afternoon.

In winter, the sun goes down much earlier, and the afterglow of the sunset is already shining in front of the window. Stand up, move your neck, feel so sore, but fortunately it's all done. Look at the time, it's too late to take a rickshaw, it seems that the only way to do it is to ask the driver to help send it over. Don't know which car is still idle at home?

After loading the manuscript, Su Junge changed his clothes and went out, and what he saw was Uncle Xu's car. "Excuse me, Uncle Xu, send me to ......" Su Jun Geluo hesitated slightly, it would be better not to mention the name of the newspaper. "To along Pudong Road. ”

The young grandmother rarely uses a car, and it's about to be dinnertime, and it's the best car in the house, but now it's the only one in the house. What made Uncle Xu feel even more puzzled was that he didn't know what was going on today, the people in the house seemed to be very busy, and the young master's aunt and wife also used the car, and they also went along Pudong Road.

Because of the accident with the Qingban, the whole of Shanghai was on alert for half a month, and the people on the outside only knew that there was some gang slashing incident, and only the people in the middle knew the reason - the assassination of Qi Shaoshuai.

In winter, Japan was depressed, and the whole city was under martial law, and the few dead leaves struggled in mid-air with the cold wind, and then fell to the ground, crushed into pieces by footsteps or wheels, and returned to dust. The number of pedestrians decreased sharply, and even a few people were tightly wrapped in cotton clothes, lowered the brim of their hats, and walked in a hurry.

Su Junge leaned on the window of the car, looking at the desolation in front of him, and there was some sadness in his heart, how could the big Shanghai of the ten-mile foreign field be like this? Suddenly, Uncle Xu's voice came, "Young grandma, you have arrived along Pudong Road, where did you get off the car?"

Su Junge looked at the situation outside through the car window, and suddenly saw a figure not far in front of him who was very familiar. A creamy white slim-fitting cashmere coat with a peaked cap of the same color on the head, dark black fleece thick heeled sheepskin cotton boots, and a petite and delicate figure,...... Jian Fengyi?

There was also a person behind her, following her closely, a little short and fat, in a blue suit, with a long windbreaker on his hand, it looked like the two of them should be very familiar. Su Junge nervously glanced at Uncle Xu who was driving in front of him, and he didn't know if he saw that the person in the street garden was Jian Fengyi, "Uncle Xu, let's drive forward a little further, and stop after that wonton shop, I'm sorry for you." ”

"What's the trouble with this? The young grandmother has nothing to say when she uses the car, so she doesn't have to be so polite. "Lao Xu's words are very sincere.

Su Junge didn't say anything more and smiled gratefully. He looked out of the car window again, that kind of curiosity, afraid that Jian Fengyi would find out, but he couldn't help but want to see her. In the depths of Su Junge's heart, he was suspicious of the relationship between these two people...... Coincidentally, Jian Fengyi turned around, and when she was talking to the short and fat man, her eyes collided - Su Junge's and hers. Surprise and panic, doubt and apprehension, mixed feelings, a mistake.

Su Junge retracted all his gaze, and listened to Uncle Xu in front of him chattering in the driver's seat: "Young grandma, don't you know, I have followed the commander since the incident in Xiangxi, and the young master has also grown up with me, it turns out that I have also followed the commander to the battlefield, and once when I retreated, I was shot in the waist, and I couldn't move for more than half a month, if someone else had thrown me away, what use do you say you want me to be old, weak, sick and disabled?" But the commander didn't dislike me, let me heal my injuries and continue to follow him, became his driver, and even married my wife, this is nearly 30 years! Alas, if it weren't for the commander, my life would be useless......"

The scene just now was still in front of him, and Su Junge seemed to be in shock, so when he listened to Lao Xu's memories of the past, he was naturally absent-minded, but it was just some things that the old subordinates and old leaders had to say. 's own father is also a member of the army, and such a story has long been unusual...... However, looking at this situation, Lao Xu should not have noticed Jian Fengyi, and he was inexplicably glad in his heart, after all, more things are better than less.

I don't know what's going on in Peking recently, I haven't called for a long time, and I'm going to call my father at night. The weather in Peking must be colder than in Shanghai, and I don't know if the injury on his left arm has recurred. is also a story between an old subordinate and an old leader, his father's version did not have such warmth, the year his mother died, his father led his subordinates to successfully fight against the water, and sent his original boss to Huangquan Road. When the struggle for power reaches its peak, the only way to fight to the death is to win in life and defeat in death.