Chapter Seventy-Three: Visiting Relatives in the Concession

The Mi family entered a state of ecstasy, what it means to climb such a high branch, they all know very well, and the uncle said proudly: "Haha, Allah is Chen Dashuai's uncle, see who is not pleasing to the eye in the future, directly say to Chen Dashuai, and pull the person to shoot." ”

Mr. Bai also smiled and said, "That's it, it's just gossip." ”

My aunt said happily: "Since you have climbed up to this relative, you must stand up for everything, a full set of gold jewelry must be bought, and this house should also be changed. ”

Aunt Mi wiped the corners of her eyes and said: "Wen Jing, this child has been miserable since she was a child, Allah treats her as if she was her own, and now she has a good home, Allah, who is a mother, is really happy for her, what banknotes, jewelry, and foreign buildings Allah doesn't care, Allah just needs Wen Jing to take care of Wenlong." ”

Grandma said, "It's all blessed by the Bodhisattva." "Move your little feet and kneel in front of the statue of the Bodhisattva to recite the sutras, and the benevolent eyebrows and good eyes look like a good person.

Mr. Bai paced back and forth for a few steps and said: "Without further ado, hurry up and find Wen Jing, bring Wen Long, and say more good things, don't mention those who were unhappy in the past." ”

My aunt said, "Okay, Allah is going to change his clothes." ”

Aunt Mi glanced at her and said, "Brother and sister, don't go, Wen Jing of the province is in a bad mood when she sees you, and it will be a bad thing if you don't recognize this relative if you are unhappy." ”

My aunt opened her mouth and was speechless, since Lin Wenjing entered the door of the Mi family, she didn't have her good face, and she was completely used as a free maid, and now she regretted it, so she had to laugh wryly.

Aunt Mi was very proud, she and her brother and daughter-in-law had the upper hand for the first time, but she was still stained with her daughter's light, and she regretted it a little, she knew that it would be better to treat this daughter who was not her own, and now she can enjoy the blessings of her daughter and son-in-law with peace of mind.

A polite inquiry came from outside the door: "Is there anyone at home?" ”

Uncle jumped up: "Chen Dashuai sent someone to pick us up." ”

When I went out, it was not Chen Dashuai's people who came, but Mr. Huang's family who had made trouble last time.

Seeing the son's timid appearance and the woman's forced smile, the Mi family suddenly understood, the family must have known how powerful Chen Zikun was, and now it was time to come to the door to make amends, so they raised their toes and beat the Huang family, accepted the gifts and banknotes, and sent them away.

After Mr. Huang's family left, the Mi family began to discuss how to meet Lin Wenjing, Aunt Mi was right, if the little aunt appeared, good things could become bad things, it was better to let Wenlong, who was closest to his sister, come forward, sister and brother have deep affection, and get twice the result with half the effort.

Without further ado, Aunt Mi immediately turned out Wenlong's good clothes for the New Year, dressed up her son, and Mr. Bai went outside to call a rickshaw, and by the way, he found a shaver to take care of the oily hair, and found a shoe-shine villager to polish the shoes, and came back with two rickshaws with a few boxes of Western-style pastries.

Aunt Mi dressed up, Lin Wenlong also put on the best clothes, and the three of them got into the rickshaw and embarked on the road to the concession with the ardent hope of the whole family.

Because they didn't know where Lin Wenjing lived, they first went to the Sincere Department Store to inquire, the department store on the foreign field was really amazing, luxurious like a palace, Aunt Mi, who was born in a small citizen family in Nanshi, couldn't help but be afraid when she arrived here, Mr. Bai was also generous and decent, and found a salesperson to inquire which counter Lin Wenjing was in, and the salesperson heard that it was Miss Lin's family who came to find it, and led them to the upstairs office with great enthusiasm.

Now Lin Wenjing no longer stands at the counter, but has an independent office, a desk typewriter, telephone, everything, exactly the same as the office of the senior female clerk in the movie, Lin Wenjing happened to go to the bank to do errands, other staff poured them coffee, brought candy to Wenlong, and said in a soft voice Nong Wait a while, then call Miss Lin and ask her to come back.

Aunt Mi and the others were flattered, and they were busy saying that they were not in a hurry, Wen Jing had something to do to let her be busy first, and Allah was not in a hurry. When the staff went out, Aunt Mi took a sip of coffee with both hands and said, "The coffee of a large company is authentic, and it is more authentic than what Alla drinks at the Six Nations Hotel in Beijing." ”

The few months when I lived in Beijing were the most bragging rights in Aunt Mi's life, thinking of her husband who died early, she couldn't help but sigh, if her husband was still there, he might already be the deputy minister of the Ministry of Education, well, at least the director.

Mr. Bai sat in Lin Wenjing's seat and his eyebrows fluttered: "This kind of coffee is not the most authentic, Allah has drunk a kind of Blue Mountain in the French Concession, Nong doesn't know how fragrant it is, and how suitable it is to drink." ”

As he was talking, he suddenly jumped up, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and it turned out that Lin Wenjing had returned.

"Wen Jing, you sit." Mr. Bai's face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Aunt Mi, Mr. Bai, why are you here?" Lin Wenjing said suspiciously.

"We're worried about you, so we've come here to take a look." Aunt Mi rubbed her hands, for fear that Lin Wenjing would turn her face and not recognize people, but fortunately, Lin Wenjing was not as ruthless as she thought, and seemed to forget the sins she suffered in the Mi family, said Oh, beckoned them to sit, and asked the staff to get a few pieces of chocolate for Wenlong to eat.

Wenlong is also a child with a hard life, after returning to Shanghai, his grandmother is not in pain, his uncle does not love him, the treatment is only slightly stronger than his sister, and he never eats the chocolate after only taking a bite, and carefully wraps the tin foil and puts it in his pocket.

"What, reluctant to eat?" Lin Wenjing felt sorry for his younger brother, picked up the phone and said a few words, without much effort, the person below sent a whole carton of chocolates, all of which were packaged in foreign languages, and Mr. Bai vaguely recognized a few letters, as if they were sugar imported from Switzerland.

Aunt Mi and Mr. Bai glanced at each other and were pleased, the price of this kind of chocolate is extremely expensive, ordinary middle-class families are reluctant to eat it, a whole box is afraid that it will cost dozens of oceans, Lin Wenjing is so generous, it can be seen that Chen Dashuai is favored.

Aunt Mi glanced at her son, and Wenlong whispered, "Sister, where Nong lives, Allah wants to go and see." ”

Lin Wenjing immediately agreed, Aunt Mi was relieved, and began to prepare lines in her heart, and how to greet Chen Dashuai later.

When it was time to get off work, Lin Wenjing took his younger brother and Aunt Mi home, and Mr. Bai observed his words and saw that Lin Wenjing didn't like to take care of himself, so he left in advance under the pretext of leaving.

Lin Wenjing lives in the new lane of the public concession, Shikumen residence, electric lights, telephones, running water and gas, there is a large bathtub in the bathroom, the living room is full of light, and the ground is a smooth wooden floor. But I was a little disappointed in my heart, why not a small western-style building, could it be that Lin Wenjing's weight in Chen Dashuai's heart was not enough?

Lin Wenjing said: "Wenlong, why don't you come and live with Sister A." ”

Lin Wenlong nodded like pounding garlic: "Okay, good." ”

Aunt Mi said: "I can't help it, the child is naughty, Chen Dashuai is unhappy, and Allah can't afford to eat it." ”

Lin Wenjing said: "I live here alone, what does it have to do with Chen Dashuai." ”

Aunt Mi is a little unsure, isn't she hidden by the handsome golden house, why does she live alone?

Lin Wenjing didn't explain, and didn't seem to want to mention Chen Zikun at all, and Aunt Mi didn't want to ask too much, so she left Wenlong and went home first.

When he returned to his home in Nanshi, Mr. Bai said: "Chen Dashuai returned to Jiangdong Province, and he didn't bring Wen Jing back because he had another wife at home." ”

Everyone was indignant, saying that our family was a college student, and she was delicate and virtuous, so how could she only be an aunt. Of course, it's just talking, my aunt is sometimes more favored than the main house, everyone is happy to look forward to the better days, my uncle said that I will see my nephew and son-in-law in the future, it's too shabby, Ala has to buy a gold pocket watch, my aunt said that Allah's cheongsam should also be changed, and Aunt Mi also said that her fur coat was already five years ago......

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Chen Zikun did return to Jiangdong, although Shanghai is good, after all, it is not his own territory, the new official took office three fires, and after taking office as the military affairs supervisor of Jiangdong Province, he has to take some action, let Sun Kaiqin's old subordinates see their own methods, don't keep thinking about stealing and playing tricks, the first rat at both ends.

The first major measure was to ban smoking throughout the province, ban the cultivation of opium poppies, and the refining and sale of opium.

Banning smoking, since Lin Zexu's time, has been done, but no one has ever succeeded, after all, the profit of opium is too great, no one is willing to pay this income, and local warlords in order to maintain their rule, must expand the army to buy weapons, which requires a lot of money, just relying on taxes is far from enough, not growing opium, is equivalent to cutting off an arm, how can anyone do this kind of stupid thing.

He invited hundreds of reporters from Beijing and Shanghai to rush to the two largest poppy fields near Jiangbei and the provincial capital, and personally drove a tractor imported from the United States to eradicate large areas of poppy seedlings.

Immediately, thousands of soldiers armed with hoes and shovels entered the poppy fields and bulldozed all the poppy seedlings.

For a time, Chen Zikun's photo made the headlines of major newspapers, as if he was a hero of the anti-smoking campaign, and at this moment, no one mentioned who planted the tens of thousands of acres of opium poppies.

The marshal's crazy move caused the worry of his subordinates, ruined the tobacco seedlings, and his income plummeted, what to use to raise soldiers, seeing that the Feng army was about to go south, what kind of smoke was banned at this moment.

Chen Zikun convened a meeting of his subordinates and asked everyone: "Is the United States and Britain strong, or is China strong?" ”

The subordinates unanimously said that it was a foreigner.

Chan asked again: "Is opium a good thing?" ”

Everyone said that opium is of course a good thing, it can be used as an anesthetic if you smoke it, and it can be used as an anesthetic if you are injured in a war, and the most important thing is that this thing is valuable, planting poppies on one acre of land, and planting wheat on top of ten acres of land.

Chan said: "Opium is so good, why don't Americans grow it?" Why don't the British breed? ”

Someone retorted: "Whoever said that the British don't plant, the Indian horseshoe soil is not planted by the British." ”

Chan said: "By the way, why do the British plant in India and not at their own doorstep? Opium is so good, which foreigner have you ever seen holding a smoking gun all day long? ”

Everyone was speechless, whether opium was a good thing or not, in fact, they knew that since the Xianfeng period, this thing has brought disaster to the country and the people, and how much silver in the Qing Dynasty has flowed out to buy opium, and the soldiers who smoked it are sick and unable to fight.

"Dashuai, if you ban smoking, you will ban smoking, why can't you stop it for a long time, and let the brothers open up 20,000 acres of wasteland, isn't it all in vain?" Chen Shou asked.

Chen Zikun said: "At this time and that time, when the army is the protector of the army, when the army is the law, when the superintendent has the law of the superintendent, it is not the same day, in other words, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, I am the family of millions of fathers and elders in Jiangdong, I have to work for their welfare, the crops are all fucking opium, who still grows food, what to eat when fighting?" Do you use opium cream to suppress hunger? ”

Gai Longquan said: "But we don't plant, we have other people's seeds, and I feel distressed when I see the silver ocean of white flowers flowing into other people's pockets." ”

Chen Zikun sneered: "Lao Tzu shoveled tens of thousands of acres of tobacco fields, don't you feel distressed, I have to let the whole world accompany me to feel distressed, now I announce!" ”

The subordinates straightened their waists.

"I announced the establishment of the East China Anti-Smoking Committee, with me as the secretary-general, to ban tobacco and drugs in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, especially in Shanghai, the hardest-hit area, and make great efforts to ban it, and the special task force stationed in Wusongkou will take out a battalion and reorganize it into an anti-smoking law enforcement special brigade, and I want to enter every two cigarettes in Shanghai, all over my hands!"

The subordinates listened to the excitement, their hearts were full of joy, and they said that the handsome man was really black-bellied, and he was waiting for us here, shoveling a tobacco field in Jiangdong Province, not to mention a good reputation, and he could justifiably carry out the anti-smoking campaign in Shanghai, which was a good thing to lose the sesame seeds and pick up the watermelon.