Yuyuan Road is very short, only more than 2,700 meters. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In 1860, when Li Xiucheng, the loyal king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, led his army to attack Shanghai, he fought against the Qing army and the British and French forces, and the area around Jing'an Temple in Shanghai was in flames.

At that time, Shanghai Daotai was on the north side of Jing'an Temple, and opened up a very short military road, which was named after the garden-style garden called "Yuyuan" at the head of the road.

In 1911, the French Concession authorities continued to build roads.

Since then, hundreds of high-end gardens, villas, and alleys of different styles have sprung up in the area of Yuyuan Road, and many dignitaries and celebrities have gathered here, and the wind and clouds from all directions have surged here, and it has become an extraordinary legendary road on Shanghai Tang.

The car stopped at the entrance of the "Green Wave Corridor" restaurant on Yuyuan Road and got out of the car, Feng Chen saw clearly that the driver who was driving was a capable and handsome young man with a lot of cleverness, and he looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

Wang Xinheng pointed to the young driver and introduced Feng Chen: "Shen drunk, little brother, I just joined the Fuxing Society not long ago. ”

Then Wang Xinheng turned around and introduced Shen Zui behind him: "Shen Zui, this is your eldest brother Feng, Feng Chen, a young talent, who is a senior in the Shanghai Social Bureau, and the right-hand man of Director Wu. ”

Shen Zui was really clever, stepped forward with a smile, held Feng Chen's hand with both hands and said: "Brother Feng is good, I often hear Brother Wang mention you, saying that Brother Feng is bold and righteous, please take care of Little Brother Feng in the future!" ”

They are all young people, Feng Chen's first impression of Shen Zui is very good, looking at him and thinking of his younger brother Feng Wu, I haven't seen my brother Feng Wu for a few years, and he is probably similar to Shen Zui.

Thinking of his younger brother, Feng Chen added a little favor to Shen Zui, stretched out his hand and patted Shen Zui's shoulder and said, "Little Brother Shen, everyone is a brother, don't be polite, if you are more polite, you will see outside." ”

As they spoke, the three of them walked into the hall of the "Green Wave Corridor" restaurant one after another, and the young man who ran the hall saw that the guests were coming, and his whole face smiled into a flower, and shouted loudly: "The three distinguished guests are here, and the hot tea is waiting!" ”

The three of them were enthusiastically let into the restaurant, and as soon as they stepped into the restaurant door, Feng Chen greeted them, leaning on the table next to the window inside, there were several celebrities in the cultural circles, among which the writer Lu Xun's position was facing the door of the restaurant, Lu Xun saw Feng Chen come in, got up and waved to Feng Chen with a smile.

Feng Chen said to Wang Xinheng and Shen Zui beside him: "Two brothers, wait a minute, there are familiar people at the table over there, I'll go over and say hello to them and come over." ”

Feng Chen approached the dining table and saw that all the celebrities in the literary and art circles he knew were sitting, in addition to Lu Xun, Xu Guangping and his son who was less than three years old, the family of three, writers Shen Xi and Jiang Yi, drama actor Yu Ying, poet Lin Bi, these people were all there.

Shen Xi saw Feng Chen obviously more enthusiastic this time, got up and said with a smile: "Mr. Feng, it is better to meet guests than to meet guests, just now Mr. Zhou and a few of us talked about you, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, simply let's have two tables in one, have a good time." ”

Feng Chen looked at everyone and saw that everyone seemed to have this meaning, so he said, "Okay! I don't have a problem, but I'm going to go and talk to my two companions. ”

Feng Chen turned back to discuss with Wang Xinheng and Shen Zui, and Wang Xinheng said: "It's okay, I know most of these people, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone is more lively together, I just don't know if Shen Xiaodi is willing?" ”

Shen Zui smiled and said, "I listen to the two eldest brothers." ”

In fact, Shen Zui is seventeen or eighteen years old, he looks like a student completely, and he likes to be lively by nature, plus these celebrities in the cultural world, he has already heard of it, and of course he is willing to eat at the same table.

Calling to run the hall, everyone changed to a large dining table and sat down, Feng Chen began to introduce everyone to Wang Xinheng and Shen Zui, in fact, Wang Xinheng knew these people, Wang Xinheng founded "Soviet Russian Review" after returning from studying in Soviet Russia, and he is also half a cultural person, and he is quite familiar with Lu Xun, Shen Xi, and Jiang Yi among the people.

When the dish came up and the wine was full, Shen Xi first stood up with the cup and said a toast.

"This glass of wine, one is for Mr. Zhou's family of three to suppress the shock, on the 29th encountered a war, Mr. Zhou's family was in the line of fire, fortunately with the help of Japanese friends, in the Uchiyama bookstore for a few days, only today was escorted here."

"Second, the territory of China, which I have feared for 5,000 years, has now been ravaged by violent sun, although there are loyal and brave soldiers of our 19th Route Army who are bloody and bloody, but the country is poor and weak, and the government is corrupt, so that we are in a corner of peace, and we are living in secret, and we will spend this Chinese New Year's Eve!"

"Come on! Everyone's toast! ”

Shen Xi's toast aroused the unhappiness in everyone's hearts, and after a glass of wine, the atmosphere on the table was extremely dull.

Seeing that the wine was full again, Shen Zui respectfully picked up the wine glass and said loudly: "I am the youngest sitting today, I salute everyone, I hope we can all become, real warriors, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood!" ”

Shen Zui quoted Lu Xun's words, which played a role in adjusting the dull atmosphere on the wine table, and also made these cultural people have a good impression of this young man.

After a few rounds of drinking, everyone was a little drunk, and the atmosphere on the wine table slowly became lively.

Feng Chen had been mixed in with these people before, and at some times, even more left than them, but since joining the organization and accepting secret missions, he had to gradually distance himself from them, in fact, in front of these people, Feng Chen has always had the urge to let loose in his bones.

Yu Ying, who was sitting next to Feng Chen, found that Feng Chen rarely spoke, and compared to before, Yu Ying secretly glanced at the people on the table, picked up the cup in front of her, resisted Feng Chen with her body, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, I toast you, thank you that night!" ”

Feng Chen smiled, clinked glasses with Yu Ying, drained the wine in the cup, put down the cup and said softly: "Miss Yu, the drama I wrote has been completed, waiting for you to play the leading role." ”

"The script written by Mr. Feng, I definitely like the protagonist."

"I'll give the script to Miss Yu another day, and I hope Miss Yu will help me make more suggestions."

"I don't dare to take it as a suggestion, I will definitely read it carefully."

"Drink, drink, everybody drink! Don't whisper! Wang Xinheng picked up the wine glass and began to toast in turn.

Everyone made a fuss until after midnight, it was already the first day of the Lunar New Year in 1932, and then it ended, Shen was drunk and knew that the life of these literati was not very rich, so while everyone was still drinking, he secretly settled the account in advance.

Feng Chen finally got drunk, and Shen drunk drove him, and together with Wang Xinheng, he sent Feng Chen back to his home in Renai Lane and helped settle down before leaving.

Feng Chen slept until more than ten o'clock in the morning before waking up, lying on the bed with hysteria for a long time, only to remember that today was the first day of the Lunar New Year, he hurriedly took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and immediately turned over and got off the bed.

I went downstairs and washed up in a hurry, went out to buy a gift at the entrance of the alley, called a rickshaw, and Feng Chen headed towards the "Tianfu Daily Grocery Store" on Fukaisen Road in the French Concession.

In the Tianfu daily grocery store, Zhao Shouyi and Zhang Jianxiong were busy, although it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, but there were many customers who came to shop, Feng Chen entered the store, put the gift on the counter and said: "Teacher Zhao, I have a New Year's greeting for you!" ”

Zhao Shouyi was busy and said: "You came just in time, Xuemei is cooking at home, we will close early in a while, and you and Jianxiong will go to my house for the New Year." ”

It wasn't until around half past eleven o'clock that the last customer in the store was sent away, Zhao Shouyi and Zhang Jianxiong simply cleaned up, closed the door of the store, and the three of them walked towards Zhao Shouyi's house.

Zhao Shouyi rented a small courtyard house not far from the grocery store, and when he heard the door opening, Zhao Shouyi's daughter Zhao Xuemei ran out of the house happily.

When Zhao Xuemei saw Feng Chen carrying the gift, there was a blush on her face, she stepped forward to take the gift, and said coquettishly: "Senior brother is here, I haven't come to see me after I have been back to Shanghai for so long." ”

"Your senior brother doesn't know that you're back in Shanghai, where can I see you?" Zhao Shouyi glared at his daughter and said.

"Senior brother, I went to the editorial office of "Culture Weekly" to look for you, but people said that "Culture Weekly" had already been seized, and I don't know where you went."

"Is the dish good? Let's celebrate the New Year first, and then you can talk after dinner. Zhao Shouyi forked the road.

Soon, Zhao Xuemei brought the fried dishes to the table, opened another bottle of wine, and poured a glass for everyone.

Everyone had just sat down around the table, and there were several cannon shots in the distance, Zhao Xuemei turned her head to look outside and said, "This little Japan is really hateful, and no one has ever lived in peace for a year." Eat quickly, everyone, and I'll have to go over to take care of the wounded later. ”