"Hmm!" Xiao Budian nodded vigorously, rolled his eyes at Ah Fa, and said crisply: "I'm not scared at all, and I can take care of myself." With that, she walked towards the school gate with her calves open, and beckoned back, "Goodbye, Daddy." ”

"You can go in too!" Ah Fa patted Xiaoxi's shoulder and encouraged: "The principal and teachers have seen it, there is nothing to be afraid of." Don't let my brother down, my brother is full of confidence in you. ”

"Brother, then, then I'll go." Xiaoxi made a bitter face, turned around, and disappeared behind the school gate.

Ah exhaled a long breath, feeling relieved.

"Are you Mr. Chen?" The middle-aged man who sent the little one did not leave, but walked up to ask.

"Do you recognize me?" Ah Fa was slightly surprised.

"The newspaper has a picture of you, but it's not very clear." The middle-aged man looked at Ah Fa carefully from a close distance, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen is really new, the braids are cut, and this dress is quite novel." By the way, let me introduce myself, my surname is Song, my name is Yaoru, and others call me Charlie Song. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Ah Fa.

"Hello, Charlie." Ah Fa smiled and shook Song Yaoru's hand, and said, "Charlie who printed the Bible?" ”

"Hehe, that's right, it's me." Song Yaoru nodded with a smile and said, "It's just a missionary pastor who prints books, and he can't be compared to a great inventor like Mr. Chen!" Mr. Chen has greatly increased the ambition of the Chinese, proving that the intelligence and intelligence of the Chinese are no less than that of foreigners, and Song really admires and admires him. ”

"It's over." Ah Fa smiled and said, "It's just a small thing that shouldn't be used." Mr. Song's Huamei Press, as well as the flour mill, are also famous in Shanghai. ”

Song Yaoru knew that Ah Fa was exaggerating, so he shook his head with a smile, and then asked, "I don't know if Mr. Chen believes in Christianity, Catholicism, or other religious beliefs?" ”

"I'm no longer religious." Ah Fa didn't have any unnatural expression, and said calmly: "Actually, I think it's more appropriate to call you Pastor Charlie, right?" ”

"Mr. Chen is really perceptive, and he can judge it in just a few words." Song Yaoru was a little surprised by Ah Fa's penetration, but obviously became more interested, "I think that missionaries in China should be mainly Chinese, and they should be closer to Chinese traditional habits, so as to change people's minds that foreign religion is to serve foreigners." If Mr. Chen is interested, he can take the time to visit Nanjing 194, which is the Shanghai YMCA clubhouse. After a pause, Song Yaoru added: "Well, they are all like-minded patriotic young people of the same age, and they don't just talk about religion. ”

"Okay, I'll go when I have time." Ah Fa's answer was very simple, but he had no such intention.

"Okay, I won't delay Mr. Chen's time." Song Yaoru nodded politely and left.

Although it is famous, it is obviously not at the level of Shanghai Tang. Therefore, Ah Fa didn't pay attention to this chance encounter.

Xiaoxi and Xiaozhi were sent to boarding school, and the family immediately calmed down. Ah Fa didn't go to the company for two days in a row, but was busy in his room.

This is a small machine bought from a foreign company, with various functions, but they are all very simple, and they cannot do fine processing, or pure manual. But the transformation of guns can still be barely competent.

The Mauser Type 98 rifle was sawn into sections, with a pure wooden stock at the back and two barrels in the front, and the wooden stock below was cut, drilled, and bolted to allow the two barrels to be combined and tightened. Although this may affect the shooting essence, Ah Fa believes that it is within the tolerable range.

In this way, it is easy to carry after the restructuring, and a suitcase with a compartment can be put in, which is very private.

In addition to recreating this rifle, Ah Fa also made two more elaborate pistol silencers, the front sight of ** was ground off, and the screw buckle was put on to make the silencer screw up and down. It is convenient and the sound attenuation effect is also better.

Doing business and opening a factory to make money is the right way, but the source of funds cannot be solved by the right way. Of course, if he is satisfied with the status quo, Ah Fa can live a very comfortable life, worry-free about food and clothing, and can even be regarded as a first-class life.

But what kind of society is it now, it is not a civil society, but a society of rivers and lakes. All kinds of ugly and dark social phenomena are everywhere, and such social dregs as hooligans, ruffians, officials, and outlaws, deceitful people, and snakes are all the rage. Relying on ugliness and sinful deeds, scum swaggered and dressed brightly; The weak sell their children and daughters, sell their lives and struggle to survive in the whirlpool of various evil forces.

Hearing and witnessing, Ah Fa is not used to it, and he is not used to seeing it. Perhaps it is because he is not like many people, who have been exposed to it since childhood, and have long adapted to or succumbed to such a social environment, and is not strange, so he is insensitive. Therefore, he can't set a shield in his heart, filter out everything he doesn't want to watch and can't bear to watch, and then live his petty bourgeois life with peace of mind. The lights are bright, the music is melodious, the drunken gold fan, the young master, the cheongsam suit, no worries, and you are comfortable in the music of Shanghai at night.

Heaven is only separated from hell, and there is no distinction between the devil and the angels. Such a peculiar phenomenon is most vividly expressed in Shanghai Tang. There is no black, there is no white, at least not black and white, the crow × and the dealer can enter the house, the gang leader can be called a tycoon, but the abduction and trafficking of women and children is patrolling and probing, and the vicious and cruel prostitute turtle paw is also making a windfall and making a fortune.

One can disbelieve in God, but one cannot disbelieve in the divine. Whether or not to believe in God, Buddha, Allah, or some other mysterious power of the universe often depends on the traditional background of the nation to which the individual belongs, and the special experience of the individual, or even on some kind of mysterious experience of the individual, which is reluctant.

And a person who does not have these religious beliefs can still be a good person. However, if one does not believe in any divine value in the world, has no taboos, and does whatever he wants, how is such a person different from a beast?

What do I want to do? What can I do? What did I do again? Perhaps in Ah Fa's heart, there are not so many philosophers or psychologists. But he believed from his bizarre experience that there was a divine value in the world, and that what he saw and encountered was not accidental, and if he turned a blind eye to it and was insensitive, it would be a failure to live up to the rebirth given to him by God, and it would not be in line with his idea that it was salvation.