Wanxian was depressed when she went home and didn't speak the whole way. There were few people on the bus, she sat side by side with Xu Shinian, and after being silent all the way, she finally asked Xu Shinian when she got off the bus: "Sir, I don't understand, back then, we wanted to overthrow the Qing Emperor, establish the Republic of China, and legislate to form a parliament, and we all believed that after these things were done, the country would become rich and strong." But now, 13 years have passed since these things have been done, and the country has not only become rich and powerful, but has fallen into endless civil wars.

Xu Shinian pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "All the powerful countries in the world have legislated and formed a parliament, which shows that there is nothing wrong with this journey, but if you talk about my country's law and Congress...... Do you think that since the Republic of China enacted legislation, the law is indeed the law? Is the Congress indeed the Congress?"

Wanxian was stunned, not knowing how to answer, she was just a middle school chemistry teacher, and the information she got was only those words in the newspaper, but those words were not the real original appearance of the incident, but a collection of the writer's own private opinions.

"There's nothing wrong with legislation, there's nothing wrong with Congress, there's nothing wrong with democracy, it's us who are at fault. Ah Xian, you know that democracy is based on the people and speaking for the people, but now the high-level military leaders of the Republic of China are the leaders, and the factions are rampant, the warlords are the masters, and the voices are also warlords, they all speak for their own interests, even if there are a few people who are conscience for the people, it is also for the people under their interests, not for the thousands of Chinese people. Xu Shinian said, "Twenty years ago, I went to see Mr. Sun as a reporter of "China News", and I talked with him at night. We hated the corrupt and unaware rule of the Manchus, and felt that they were bound to destroy China, so we shared the same ideal, so I obeyed him and followed him, and it was really ...... at that time I am a weak scholar, there is no way to serve the country, only this flesh and blood, if there is a use, please take it. ”

Wanxian listened to her enthusiasm, and she only felt that the simplely dressed man in front of her had a thousand rays of light, teaching her to be infatuated and unable to extricate herself. But Xu Shinian looked depressed and frustrated, he sighed first, then raised his hand to support his forehead, and then sighed again: "I don't know what the Republic of China I look forward to should look like, I'm just a utopian, I have endless dreams, but it's only a dream." ”

Wanxian asked, "If you can still use Mr.'s flesh and blood today......

"Please take it. Xu Shinian replied immediately, but then smiled bitterly, "It's really sad and ridiculous, twenty years ago, I had no strengths, only this flesh and blood, and twenty years later, I am still like this." ”

Wanxian comforted him gently, but the words were empty and pale, after all, the reason for Xu Shinian's depression was not something that could be appeased by just a few words, which he himself understood, so he quickly cheered up from his depression, and said to Wanxian in turn: "Fortunately, there are many people in this world who are more far-sighted, more capable and more patient than me, and they will find the Republic of China I expect and turn my dream into reality." ”

Wanxian was comforted by him, and suddenly felt relaxed physically and mentally, she laughed, looking warm and reassuring in the afterglow of the Beijing sunset: "Sir, I'm hungry. ”

Xu Shinian also laughed: "Then what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know why, I suddenly want to eat the white sugar cake made by Uncle Yang in the old house," Wanxian exhaled a long breath, cast his eyes outside the car, and looked at the pedestrians coming and going, "It's very white, soft, and a little sticky teeth, Uncle Yang will specially ask someone to go to Nanchang to buy sticky rice noodles, that rice is different from the rice in Zhenjiang, it seems to be a little tough, he will pour honey on the white sugar cake...... Or sweet syrups such as rose dew and osmanthus nectar, which are more delicious than those in Nanchang. ”

She drooled as she spoke, and laughed at Xu Shinian: "Have you ever been to Nanchang?"

"No," Wanxian nodded seriously, "but I know that the white sugar cake in Nanchang will not be as delicious as Uncle Yang's, and the white sugar cake in all places will not be as delicious as Uncle Yang's, and he will top the top of the white sugar cake yesterday." ”

Xu Shinian was silent, leaned less, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow I will buy you a ticket to the south, and when you return to Zhenjiang, you will be able to eat the best white sugar cake." ”

Wanxian looked at him with a smile and invited, "Sir, come back to Zhenjiang with me." ”

Xu Shinian pursed his lips, this action made Wanxian's heart empty, because every time he wanted to open his mouth to refuse, he would subconsciously do this action.

"I'm going home," he said, "I'm going to see my mother, and my wife." ”

Wanxian's smile was fixed on her lips, and she felt like a huge hole had opened in her heart, and the cold wind poured in, spreading from her heart and spreading all over her body, making her feel that her throat was dry and cold, and every swallow was like an ice blade scraping the throat wall.

Xu Shinian stood up: "It's time to get off the station." ”

They returned to the "Declaration" newspaper office together, and there was a bright car parked at the entrance of the newspaper, Xu Shinian glanced at it when he passed by, and said, "Shao Zhenqing is here." ”

Wanxian walked in front, pushed the door into the house, and sure enough, he saw a handsome, slender man standing in front of the newspaper shelf, he was wearing a straight suit, his hair was meticulously groomed with hair oil, and a pair of round glasses were on the bridge of his nose. ”

Xie Wanxian laughed embarrassedly, walked to his side, and immediately smelled a fragrant fragrance: "Mr. Shao has a new perfume?"

Shao Zhenqing laughed: "I've been changing for three or four days, and you're the first to smell it." ”

Xie Wanxian smiled: "After all, I am Teacher Xie who is 'liberal arts and sciences'." ”

Xu Shinian came in behind Xie Wanxian, but Shao Zhenqing only cared about talking to Wanxian, as if he didn't see him, until he would put the documents on his desk and take the initiative to come over to say hello, Shao Zhenqing replied with a long voice: "I heard that you went to interview Mr. Sun Wen." ”

Xu Shinian nodded: "Yes, I just came back." ”

Shao Zhenqing looked at him from the top of his glasses and smiled: "I heard that you worked with Mr. Sun before?"

"I've followed him for a while, but I haven't been in touch since the first year of the Republic of China," Xu Shinian didn't want to talk more, and scribbled, "I'm going to teach." ”

"Oh, I know, I know," Shao Zhenqing took out an aluminum cigarette case from his coat pocket, shook out a cigarette and handed it to Xu Shinian, and pointed at Xie Wanxian and said with a smile, "Gao Tu is here, every time I see Teacher Xie, it makes me beat my chest, regretful, hated what article I wrote, I should change careers to teach, and I want to teach in Zhenjiang, so that I can change places with you today, so that you envy me." ”

Xu Shinian took the cigarette and said, "I don't smoke, but Mr. Shao's cigarette, if you don't smoke, you have to take one as a souvenir." ”

Xie Wanxian immediately became curious, stretched out her hand and asked Xu Shinian, "Let me see, what kind of rare treasure is it?"

Shao Zhenqing laughed: "It's just a cigarette, what kind of rare treasure is it?"

Xu Shinian had already handed over the cigarette to Wanxian, she first took it to the bottom of her nose and sniffed it, and then carefully looked at the cigarette roll itself, and saw that the light brown cigarette roll was printed with four words "Shao Zhenqing system".

Xu Shinian said: "You can see that it is rare, right?"

Wanxian showed him the four words: "Is this here?"

"Mr. Shao's tobacco is only smoked from the best in the Americas," Xu Shinian said, "If you don't smoke, you don't know what is good." ”

"It's just that it tastes better," Shao Zhenqing shook out another one and handed it to Xie Wanxian, and at the same time leaned over attentively, took a box of matches to light a cigarette for her, "Come and taste it." ”

Xu Shinian stepped forward and took the cigarette from Wanxian's hand, and at the same time blocked Shao Zhenqing for her: "She doesn't know how to smoke." ”

Shao Zhenqing's eyes wandered back and forth between him and Xie Wanxian, and he put away the matches smoothly: "It's a pity." ”

Xu Shinian said again: "If Mr. Shao has no other instructions, then we will leave, and I will go to buy a train ticket for her." ”

Shao Zhenqing was holding an old newspaper in his hand, and immediately said, "Oh, okay, you guys go first, I have to find something more." ”

After leaving the newspaper, Xu Shinian said to Xie Wanxian: "Don't get so close to him in the future, that's a playboy." ”

Xie Wanxian was a little depressed now: "Then who is not a playboy? Who can reassure you by associating with me? That Mei Siping? Or is it some other young talent that you recognize?"

Xu Shinian frowned: "What kind of anger are you making with me?"

"Who do you care I go with?" Wanxian didn't look at him, "Let's go, go buy a ticket, and when the school is out for the winter vacation, I'm going back to Zhenjiang...... When I went back and was forced to marry by my mother, I was already Mrs. So-and-so when I came back again. ”

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Shao Zhenqing: That is, Shao Piaoping, a figure who founded the mountain and established a faction in China's press circles, is known as "shouldering morality with iron shoulders and writing articles with skillful hands", and is known as a "news all-rounder", and because he is special, he pays special attention to appearance, and is also called "the golden boy of the press", and he is a rather comical figure.

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