Chapter Twenty-Six: The Great Patrol

Fang Zhitong opened his mouth, and Geng Chaozhong knew that this was another particularly tragic story, so he stopped Fang Zhitong from continuing in time. All the way from Baoding, it happened that not long after the end of the Zhifeng War, he had already seen and heard too many tragic things, his wife was separated and his family was ruined, and even his children were sold, and his soul had been destroyed countless times.

Fang Zhitong's little tragedy can even be regarded as a story with a perfect ending in his eyes, after all, he also got a job as a civil servant in the city, isn't it?

No matter how beautiful the Republic of China is in the eyes of modern people, this is an era when there are only 60 cities with a population of more than 100,000 in the country, and the proportion of urban population in the total population is less than 2%. All the good fantasies are built on the fact that there are less than 10 million urban people, and the remaining 390 million people can only hehe.

People always unconsciously substitute themselves into the best kind of people, but they don't know that in the Republic of China, they are more likely to be one of the 390 million people. As one of the three major economic towns of the Republic of China, Qingdao, the textile center, is already a paradise in the minds of most Chinese.

The top priority is, what should this little girl do?

Looking at the quiet face of the little girl in her sleep, Geng Chaozhong's face couldn't help but have a smile, looking at the little girl's skin and palms, smooth and soft without wear, compared to many children in this era who have borne the burden of life early, she should have been born in a family without worrying about food and clothing.

However, there are too many Japanese expatriates on Jimo Road and Liaocheng Road, and it is difficult to find any clues on their own, not to mention that they do not understand Japanese.

Maybe I should learn a Japanese language myself?

There are too many Japanese people in the island city, not to mention that I still live in a gathering area of Chinese and Japanese diaspora, whether it is for the future or now, I should also master this skill. Maybe you should also learn a little German, or even Russian?

Geng Chaozhong's head began to grow bigger.

……

When the first rays of morning light entered the living room, Geng Chaozhong suddenly felt a little itch in his nostrils, and then he sneezed subconsciously with a "sneeze".

Immediately after, there was a burst of laughter in my ears, and the little Japanese girl was lying next to her head, looking at her with a wicked smile on her face, and still holding a thin hair in her hand.

"You're awake..."

Geng Chaozhong muttered.

"I've woken up a long time ago, and you're sleeping like a pig, hee-hee, and snoring. Are you Grandma Ida's son? Perhaps she heard Geng Chaozhong speak Chinese, and the little girl also responded in Chinese.

Geng Chaozhong just wanted to answer no, but when the words came to his mouth, the ghost made the gods "Yes." ”

"It's great that Grandma Date has finally found her baby!" The little girl cheered and danced a circle dance around Geng Chaozhong, and then fell in front of Geng Chaozhong's eyes and asked:

"Where's Grandma Ida?"

"I'm back in Hokkaido."

"Then why don't you go back?"

"I still have something to do in China."

"Who was that big brother yesterday?"

"It's my roommate."

"Your roommate is so good-looking."

"Am I not good-looking?"

"No, you're a bit rude."

“……”

Geng Chaozhong lied that he was practicing Chinese, but this clumsy excuse could obviously only coax the little girl, and it didn't take long for the little girl to turn on the "100,000 whys" mode, and Geng Chaozhong had to use the excuse that he was going to work and quickly retreated.

Fortunately, Fang Zhitong finished his evening shift and came back early with a bun, Geng Chaozhong hurriedly blocked the little girl's mouth with a bun, and then quickly pulled Fang Zhitong aside.

"I told her that I was the son of Mrs. Date, and I was afraid that she would get into trouble if she knew that we were Chinese. You don't want to show your stuff. ”

"Don't worry, my tutor when I was a child was Japanese, and I would never show my stuffing." Fang Zhitong replied confidently.

"Aside from the fact that your father is a big traitor, what else are you hiding from me?" Geng Chaozhong was very vigilant.

"No, except that when I was a child, I learned a little bit of German, and then the Germans were driven away by the Japanese, so I started learning Japanese again,"

"Okay, shut up," Geng Chaozhong unceremoniously interrupted his conversation, "I'll give you a task, coax this child during the day, and find out her details." Then make up our identities, pay attention, the point is that both of us are Japanese, and I am the son of the landlord, Mrs. Ida, and I'm going to work in the office, goodbye! ”

"Having such an idiot roommate on the stall is just another tragedy in my life." Geng Chaozhong muttered as he packed up his belongings and left the room.

……

Just came to the downstairs of the police station, and before Geng Chaozhong could take a breath downstairs, Zhu Muyun poked his head out of the window on the third floor and shouted at Geng Chaozhong:

"Hurry up, there's an urgent mission!"

Last night, I heard Zhang Haogu tell Zhu Muyun that in order to welcome the establishment ceremony of the special city tomorrow, the Zhongshan Road Police Station will conduct a three-day patrol, is this the case?

Geng Chaozhong hurriedly ran up to the third floor, and Zhu Muyun said to Geng Chaozhong with a serious face: "A big patrol mobilization meeting will be held at two o'clock in the afternoon. Now I will give you an urgent task, write me a manuscript for the mobilization meeting, which must be deep, thoughtful, and passionate! Mayor Wu said that he wanted to come, but you must not drop the chain for me, otherwise I will give you three knives tonight! ”

Geng Chaozhong's heart sank, Mayor Wu is coming to inspect the work? That's a big deal! Immediately stand with your legs together and salute:

"Humble guarantee to complete the mission!"

Geng Chaozhong took the task and realized how difficult this task was.

Although Geng Chaozhong is also an "elite" who has crossed the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination, he also has a certain ability to write. But writing official documents and speeches are completely different things from proposition composition, political correctness is the first priority, and I have no bottom about the political ecology and style of the Republic of China, and if this article is not good, there will be jokes.

Biting the tip of the pen and thinking for a long time, seeing that the clock was already pointing to 10 o'clock, Geng Chaozhong didn't write a word. Just when Geng Chaozhong was anxious, he suddenly looked up and saw the solemn portrait of Mr. Zhongshan opposite, and there were four big characters below: The world is public.

That's right, servant!

Geng Chaozhong immediately thought of all kinds of political studies and speeches in the military academy in his previous life, and there were!

If you copy a large number of articles in the world, you will see if you can copy them! Copy him!

Geng Chaozhong hurriedly lowered his head and worked hard to write, and the spring of literature and thought was like divine help, and in less than two hours, a speech of 3,000 words was swept away, which was enough for Boss Zhu to speak for more than half an hour or even more than an hour.

This article was simply the speech of the principal of the military academy when he was in school in his previous life, and he just used it for his purposes. Of course, some "magic changes" have also been made, and some words have been changed to be more in line with the current context, and in general, it is no problem to cope with the mobilization meeting at the level of the police station in the afternoon.

Sure enough, after taking the manuscript over, Zhu Muyun was very satisfied, and his eyes when he looked up at Geng Chaozhong also looked a lot better.

It seems that tonight's three cuts can be waived.