62. Chapter 62

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Out of the New Year, Fujiadian resumed its usual busyness. He Mu originally had some scruples about Zhou Shiying's words that day, but Zhou Shiying seemed to have forgotten about it, what should he do, it was no different from before, and He Mu gradually relaxed when he saw this. However, Lin Hongwen understood that Zhou Shiying must have suspected that he had calculated him when he asked that day. But since Zhou Shiying didn't pierce it, he didn't need to pierce this layer of window paper.

After the spring equinox, the batch of goods ordered by Yamada arrived a year ago, and Lin Hongwen sent someone to deliver it, but he ate the closed door. When Xu Qingzhi wanted to find someone, he found that several foreign companies were looking for Yamada, and he had disappeared for more than a month. A few days later, Yamada's foreign company was broken into by a group of Russian police, who rummaged through boxes and cabinets and did not know what they were looking for, and finally did not know whether they had found it, and moved with nothing left.

Vincent said that the police department had arrested two Japanese spies, suspecting that Yamada had an unusual relationship with them, and that the firm might be a base for the spies to exchange information. The police found a large basement in the trading house, which was suspected to have been used to hide Japanese spies during the tense relations between Japan and Russia last year. Lin Hongwen thought of the light that came out through the cracks, and felt that it was very possible to hide the spies. However, no matter how much suspicion there is, it is useless, Yamada has long been missing, leaving only a trading house that cannot be taken away for them. The Russian army searched Yamada to no avail, and finally shot two Japanese spies.

Winter is finally over, and after a drizzle, the trees are green again. Spring in Harbin is very short, Lin Hongwen has been here for a few years, and he always feels that it will be summer not long after the snow has stopped. He remembered that the poem said that "the spring breeze in February is like scissors", and he thought that it must not be the spring breeze in the Northeast, if the spring breeze in the Northeast is like scissors, it is estimated that it will be a seven-foot-long big scissors.

It was also very windy, the sky was a little cloudy, and the trading house had no business. Lin Hongwen kindly asked Xu Qingzhi to go back early, but after a while, the rain became heavy. The wind swept the rain and ran rampant on the street, Xu Qingzhi held an oil-paper umbrella, and was almost lifted several times along the way. The body is basically wet, and I don't know what the difference is whether this umbrella is played or not.

I finally walked to the door of the medical hall, but I just wanted to go in but found that there was a person hiding under the eaves. The man was curled up, his clothes in tatters, and there seemed to be blood on them. Xu Qingzhi walked over and gently pushed him, the man raised his head, and his three-dimensional facial features, light brown eyes, and pale skin made Xu Qing stunned.

"You...... Is it Chinese? Xu Qingzhi asked tentatively.

The man nodded, Xu Qingzhi looked at him pitifully and asked, "What's your name and where are you from?" ā€

"My name is Shen Lie," the man began, his voice hoarse, "from Lushun." ā€

"Lushun?" Xu Qingzhi asked excitedly, "What's going on over there?" ā€

Shen Lie shook his head, "Those who can escape have all escaped, and those who can't have escaped have died." ā€

Xu Qingyi thought of that miserable situation, and sighed unconsciously. He stretched out his hand to help Shen Lie, "Spring in Harbin is not as cold as Lushun, it is very cold, you will freeze to death if you dress like this." I see there's still blood on your clothes, is there any injury somewhere? ā€

"I—I don't have any money, I can't afford to pay for the consultation," Shen Lie said with some embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter", Xu Qingzhi said, "It is the duty of a doctor to save lives and help the wounded, and I can't watch you freeze to death here." ā€

Shen Lie was pulled up by him, one piece taller than Xu Qingzhi. Xu Qingzhi glanced at him, and said in his heart that this head should be on par with Lin Hongwen.

"You really look like a foreigner", Xu Qingzhi sighed again, "The bridge of the nose and eyebrows are very high, and the eye color is lighter than the average person, are your parents Chinese?" ā€

Shen Lie shook his head, "My mother is Chinese. ā€

Shen Lie didn't say anything at all, and Xu Qingzhi didn't continue to ask. Northeast Guan Shen Lie is called Ermaozi, and there is contempt in his title. In the era of war and chaos, many mixed-race women were born of rape by foreigners, and such children naturally did not want to mention their life experience.

After entering the medical hall, Xu Shihuai examined Shen Lie, and the external injuries were not strict, but he was starving and losing weight all the way. Aunt Feng saw that he was pitiful, so she went to the kitchen to heat up some leftovers for him. Although Shen Lie was hungry, he didn't gobble it up, and Xu Qingzhi watched him eat three bowls of rice, two steamed buns, and two plates of leftovers in one gulp.

After eating and drinking and resting for a while, Xu Shihuai asked him to take a bath, and asked Xu Qingzhi to find two sets of old clothes for him. Xu Qingzhi found two sets of clothes that he was wearing a little wide, but who knew that Shen Lie's wrists and ankles were exposed after changing, Xu Qingzhi smiled and said to Aunt Feng, "I see that his head is similar to Hongwen, go find him two sets of Hongwen's clothes, they should fit." ā€

Aunt Feng thought for a while and said, "When I cleaned up Hongwen's house before, there were a few clothes left behind that seemed to let me put them in the cupboard, so I will look for them." ā€

Sure enough, Lin Hongwen's clothes are much more suitable for Shen Lie to wear. Xu Qingzhi looked at him, now that his face was washed, his hair was combed, and he had changed into well-fitting clothes, the Shen Lie in front of him was like two people when he was in rags before.

Aunt Feng couldn't help but say, "This kid is so white, a little whiter than Hongwen." ā€

"You haven't seen him for a long time", Xu Qingzhi said, "He has been running outside for the past two years, and he is not so white." ā€

"Big and small, there's nothing wrong with a strong black spot," Aunt Feng said.

Xu Qingzhi smiled and turned his head to ask Shen Lie, "What are your plans next?" ā€

Shen Lie fled all the way and only thought about his life, he never thought about what he would do after he survived, he looked at Xu Qingzhi a little helplessly, "I, I haven't thought about it yet, but I will do my best to find something to do." ā€

Xu Qingzhi thought for a while and asked, "What did you do in Lushun before, are you literate?" ā€

"I used to work as a guy in a Russian shop, but then he was killed in a war," Shen Lie said, "I was literate, but I didn't study properly." ā€

"You do things for the Russians, you understand Russian?" Xu Qingzhi asked.

"I can understand some commonly used ones," Shen Lie replied truthfully, "but if you say it too quickly, I won't understand." ā€

Xu Qingzhi was thinking in his heart, now that the business of Hezhong Commercial Bank has become bigger, Lin Hongwen is really tired to run several places a day. If you can find a competent person to come to China Street, Lin Hongwen will at least not have to toss around Fujiadian and China Street, and he won't be so tired.

"I think so", Xu Qingzhi said, "You can come to our firm to do things first, if you think it's good, you can keep doing it." If you feel like somewhere else is better, you can leave. ā€

Shen Lie didn't expect Xu Qingzhi to throw him such a big pie, he was a little flustered for a while, his light brown eyes looked at Zhou Shiying gratefully, and kept saying thank you. Xu Qingzhi asked him to have a good rest, and took him to the business house tomorrow to recognize the door. Xu Shihuai asked Aunt Feng to clean up the room where Lin Hongwen lived for Shen Lie to live in, and Aunt Feng usually cleaned it regularly, and almost didn't delay much time, so she let Shen Lie go into the house to rest.

Xu Shihuai looked at Shen Lie's back and was distracted, Xu Qingzhi asked him with some curiosity, "Dad, what's wrong?" ā€

Xu Shihuai shook his head and said, "I'm old, and I can't remember a lot of things." ā€

"What's the matter?"

"That Shen Lie, I look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it", Xu Shihuai sighed and said, "People are old and useless." ā€

"The hospital is full of people every day, if you can remember it, then it's strange", Xu Qingzhi comforted him, "Besides, people may be similar, and it's not abnormal to feel familiar." ā€

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The next day, Xu Qingzhi took Shen Lie to the trading house, Shen Lie was very smart, he had been a buddy before, and he got started quickly. When Lin Hongwen came over in the afternoon, Shen Lie opened the door to say hello, which made Lin Hongwen stunned. Xu Qingzhi gave a detailed introduction, Lin Hongwen agreed, but his eyes stared at Shen Lie for a long time. The reason is very simple, he, like Xu Shihuai, feels that Shen Lie is a little familiar.

In the evening, Feng Ping came again as promised, and Lin Hongwen saw that he was a lot haggard, so he asked him why. Feng Ping said that the Russians began to encircle and suppress anti-Russian organizations, and the Hulan side may not be able to bear it, and Harbin does not know how long it can last. Lin Hongwen gave him the money, and at the same time persuaded them to hide first to avoid the limelight. Feng Ping said that after taking this road, he never thought that he would live a long life. Lin Hongwen persuaded him two more words, but when he saw that he couldn't listen, he just stopped.

The wind howled outside the window, sounding like a ghost crying, Lin Hongwen sent Feng Ping out, Feng Ping's clothes were blown by the wind, and he disappeared in the darkness after walking more than a dozen steps. Lin Hongwen closed the door and lit a cigarette, thinking that people always have to die, and he didn't know what kind of death he would end up with. Those who can age peacefully are blessed, and he may not have such blessings. Maybe one day there will be a flood, like a few years ago, and many people will drown in their sleep. Maybe one day there is an epidemic, like Chen Loach, and the work will be gone in a day or two. Perhaps, just like Lin Shiingshen and Lin Hongming, there is no one alive or dead, no corpse is seen. Lin Hongwen remembered the flood that year, and Zheng Yun told him, "In this world, human life is the least valuable." He felt that Zheng Yun was wrong, and it should be said that the lives of the poor are the least valuable. The one with high power and the one with a lot of money in his pocket, which one is as fate as an ant? Lin Hongwen leaned on the door and flicked the cigarette ash, and remembered that the blind man Hu said to him, "You are not a long-lived person, you have to do it yourself." "If the blind man is really as accurate as others say, then he will die in the end, and I am afraid that he will not change anything. Life is short, it's better to be happy in time.