At the beginning of 1926, Tianjin was generally peaceful, and although the people's lives were difficult, at least most of the citizens were able to solve the problem of food and clothing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Lantern Festival has just passed more than ten days, and many people's doors are still pasted with Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters.

Walking on the streets, Zhou Hexuan feels a kind of retrospection in time: old houses, narrow streets, occasional telephone poles standing on the side of the street, and the majestic drum tower in the center of the city can be seen in the distance.

The drum tower was damaged once during the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance, and was renovated a few years ago. It was not until after the founding of the People's Republic of China that it was completely demolished due to traffic development, and Zhou Hexuan had only seen it in old photos before.

The streets are paved with tracks, and a tram with a fork of the wire is slowly approaching. Hu Laosan walked forward briskly and shouted, "Sir, that house is a bit far away, let's take the tram over!" ”

Zhou Hexuan immediately followed, stepping onto the tram in three or two steps.

There are not many people on the bus, ordinary people are reluctant to sit on this foreign thing, and most of the passengers are office workers and young students -- in fact, the car is not expensive, only two copper plates, and it is only about half a penny.

Several male students wore modified tunics and looked particularly energetic, but the hairstyle looked very stupid, and it was the norm to be divided into middle and partial parts. Female students basically have short hair and big braids, but unfortunately the weather is cold now, and it is difficult to see beautiful student skirts and cheongsams, and they are all wearing thick cotton jackets.

"Qijun, have you read the newspaper? Yesterday, Japanese warships entered the mouth of Dagu and shelled the Nationalist army, killing and wounding more than 10 defenders. ”

"How could I not know about such a big thing? This huge China is humiliated by the great powers all day long, but the warlords only know that you fight me, I fight you, and the civil war is endless, and they don't know when they will be the head. ”

"It would be nice if Mr. Nakayama was still alive, what a great opportunity the year before last. Cao Kun was expelled, and the Beiyang warlords were leaderless and fearful of each other, and with his prestige, he would definitely be able to calm down the disputes between all parties and form a real national government. It's a pity that he died of illness at the most critical time! ”

"Alas......"

The resentment in the hearts of the students turned into a sigh, they are the most enthusiastic young people at the moment, but they can only be anxious in the face of the chaotic situation.

Zhou Hexuan doesn't have that kind of empathy, he seems to be an outsider, this era will always be covered with a veil for him, and he will still stay in the history books for the time being.

Listening to the content of the students' conversations, and then connecting with the current year, Zhou Hexuan suddenly thought of a major event - the March 18 tragedy is about to happen!

"Sir, it's time to get there." Hu Laosan's voice interrupted Zhou Hexuan's thoughts.

After the two got off the tram, they walked for a few minutes, and finally came to the mouth of an alley, and soon entered a courtyard house.

The courtyard is not as elegant and quiet as Zhou Hexuan imagined, and there are a lot of clothes drying in the courtyard, which are still dripping wet. When I walked in, I smelled a foul smell, and I don't know whose toilet didn't fall.

Two little children of a few years old chased and fought, and the one in front hit Zhou Hexuan's leg headfirst. He seemed a little scared, looked up and turned and fled, hiding in the house and not daring to come out.

The landlord's surname is Shan, named Shan Chengfu, and he is an old man about 60 years old. Wearing a jacket and a melon skin hat, his hands are in his sleeves, he is a typical old man of the Republic of China.

His son went to the south, leaving only his wife, daughter-in-law, and grandson in Tianjin. The main house of the courtyard is the landlord's own residence, the west wing is rented to a large family, and the east wing is still empty several rooms.

"When Mr. returns from abroad, is he planning to live in Tianjin for a long time?" The landlord, Shan Chengfu, inquired.

Zhou Hexuan said casually: "It's just to stay for a long time, I'll go out tomorrow to find a job." ”

Returnees in this era are still very precious, Shan Chengfu has no doubt about Zhou Hexuan's earning ability, he nodded and said: "It's good to live for a long time, if you are interested, pick a room in the East Wing, and the rent will cost you five yuan a month." ”

Zhou Hexuan has traveled around the world all year round and has long been accustomed to bargaining: "Five yuan is too expensive, can it be cheaper?" ”

"It's not expensive at all, my house is in a very good location, and I see that you are a scholar and can rent it to you for five yuan," Shan Chengfu paused and said, "That's it, four and a half yuan, bet one and pay three." If you want to rent, you can rent, and if you don't want to, I won't force it. ”

Zhou Hexuan saw that this old man didn't seem to be fake, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll move in today." ”

paid 18 yuan for rent, and gave Hu Laosan 2 jiao and 5 cents of intermediary fees, Zhou Hexuan finally had a foothold in this era.

Shan Chengfu was still very enthusiastic, and after knowing that Zhou Hexuan had no luggage, he asked his wife to bring two old quilts, for fear that Zhou Hexuan would freeze when he slept at night.

Then he took Zhou Hexuan to meet his neighbors, knocked on the door of the west wing, and a middle-aged woman in her 40s came out. Shan Chengfu said: "This is Mrs. Zhou Jiayi, a long-lived person in eastern Sichuan, and her three sons will not come back until the evening. ”

"Hello Aunt Zhou." Zhou Hexuan greeted.

Shan Chengfu smiled again and said: "Mrs. Zhou, this is Zhou Hexuan, the tenant of the East Wing, who has just returned from studying overseas. You're still in the family. ”

Mrs. Zhou is fat, and although she is not rich, she is also clean and neat. She seemed to have read a book, and bowed her head and said, "Hello, which country is my husband from?" ”

"In the West, all countries have gone through." Zhou Hexuan didn't lie, he really went to the West.

The two exchanged a few more polite words, and then they each said goodbye and went back to the room, after all, they had just met, and they were not long-tongued people.

Zhou Hexuan returned to his room, cleaned up briefly, and sat on the edge of the bed in a bored daze, thinking about how he would survive in the future.

At present, the army is in chaos, and it is definitely impossible to travel around anymore, and you have to find a serious job to solve the problem of food and clothing first. The 60 yuan he received as a watch, after paying the rent, only more than 30 yuan remained, which could not stand the expenses.

Zhou Hexuan had no consciousness as a traverser at all, let alone thought about saving the country and the people and realizing the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. He was just an ordinary person, he had studied history as an undergraduate, and he had not yet graduated, so he did not know anything about politics, economics, science and engineering, and military affairs.

If you want to talk about Zhou Hexuan's advantages, of course he also has them. During his travels around the world, he learned English, French, German, Italian, Japanese, Russian and other Chinese, of which English and French are the most powerful, and he has no problem writing prose and poetry, and several other languages can only communicate on a daily basis.

With his linguistic talent alone, Zhou Hexuan was able to find a good job in this era, such as working as a translator.

When Zhou Hexuan travels, his favorite thing is to read, especially literature and historical works, he knows the history of various countries and famous works very well, and it is still very easy to plagiarize a few works in the future.

After tossing and walking so many ways in the morning, Zhou Hexuan felt a little tired, and after thinking about it in his head, he simply fell asleep wrapped in a quilt.

"Knock knock!"

I don't know how long it took for him to wake him up with a knock on the door.

Zhou Hexuan pushed open the door and saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy standing outside, short and fat. He quickly reacted and asked, "Are you Mrs. Zhou's son?" ”

"Yes, my surname is Li," said Chubby Dun'er, "and my mother saw that there was no gang in your house, so she asked you to come over and have dinner together." ”

"Dinner?" Only then did Zhou Hexuan realize that it was getting dark outside.

Zhou Hexuan travels all the year round as a backpacker, and he doesn't know what politeness is, so he eats when people call him to eat, and immediately follows the little fat dun to the West Chamber.

There was a large family in the room over there, all of them slightly chubby.

Mrs. Zhou introduced her eldest son and said, "This is my son Shanji, and he himself changed his name to Li Shoumin." ”

Zhou Hexuan always felt that he had heard the name Li Shoumin somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he shook hands and said, "Brother Shoumin, I'm Zhou Hexuan." ”

"Brother Hexuan, it's a good luck." Li Shoumin said in Chinese with a Sichuan accent.