Lin Wenjing took his younger brother's hand and entered the second door with trepidation, and before Chen Zikun could put the car into the gatehouse, he heard the angry roar of the wife in the inner courtyard: "What are you doing?" ”

No wonder the wife was angry, it was dark and a pair of children did not come home, which was something that had never happened before, and then saw her son carrying a straw handle full of rock sugar gourds, like a hawker selling snacks, and she was even more angry.

She snatched the straw handle that her son was carrying, threw it to the ground along with the rock sugar gourd on it, and grabbed the one in her son's mouth and threw it on the ground and crushed it with her foot.

Lin Wenlong was about to cry as soon as his mouth was flattened, and his wife picked him up horizontally and slapped his ass a few times, in fact, he was raised high, fell lightly, and the beating was not very heavy, but Lin Wenlong had seen his mother look so angry, he was afraid and aggrieved, and he felt sorry for the rock sugar gourd, and he opened his mouth and cried, crying so quickly that he almost lost his breath.

"Auntie, I took Wenlong out, don't punish him." Lin Wenjing felt sorry for her younger brother and had the courage to persuade her.

Mrs. snorted coldly: "Nong Chang has the ability, right, he can take his younger brother all over the city, Nong Xiao doesn't know how peaceful the capital is." ”

Lin Wenjing defended: "I was accompanied by Uncle Chen." ”

The wife was even more angry: "The young lady of the big family, all day long with the coolie seller, what kind of system, nong kneel down for me!" ”

Lin Wenjing knelt down in the living room upright, and his wife took her son into the bedroom and locked him, took the five-cornered Xiaoyang and said to Lin's mother: "Send the cart away." ”

Lin Ma came out angrily and threw the money in front of Chen Zikun: "Mrs. said, you won't use it tomorrow." ”

Chen Zikun sneered and walked away.

Mother Lin was not ambiguous, and put the five dimes in her pocket and went back.

Zhang Bo shook his head and sighed: "The world is going down."

After half an hour, Mr. came back, and saw the eldest daughter kneeling on the ground, so he asked Mrs. What happened, Mrs. 1510 recounted today's events, Mr. smiled: "It's normal for children to be playful, forget it, get up." ”

The wife was resentful and was about to refute, when suddenly there was a sound of vomiting in the bedroom, and she hurriedly went in to see that it was her son lying on the side of the bed and vomiting.

"It must be the rock sugar gourd that has eaten the stomach!" The wife said angrily.

The husband also frowned, and said to his daughter: "You are too careless, you take anything unhygienic to my brother to eat, you don't have to eat today's dinner, go back to the room and think about the past." ”

Lin Wenjing lowered her head and returned to the west wing, thinking of her father's attitude towards herself, and thinking of her dead mother, she couldn't help but cry like rain, and was crying, when someone knocked on the door, opened the door and saw that there was a tray on the ground, on which was half a yellow roast duck and a plate of white flour cakes.

Who sent this? Lin Wenjing looked left and right suspiciously, the shadows of his father and Aunt Mi were reflected in the window of the main room, and Mother Lin was also chatting with Uncle Zhang at the gate.

No matter how much, eat it first, and then talk about it, the hungry Lin Wenjing took the tray into the room and put it on the desk to eat, the roast duck skin was crispy and tender, fat but not greasy, her hands were full of oil, recalling the scenes of playing in the snow today, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

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After delivering roast duck to his sweetheart, Chen Zikun wandered around Shifuma Street boringly, and he didn't think it was a big deal if he lost his errand, but it would be a big trouble to have no reason to enter and leave the forest house in the future.

If you want to see Miss Lin in the future, you have to squat at the door of the Lin Mansion all day long, but it's not a way to do this, in case someone is a thief, it's not good, what should I do? Chen Zikun had an idea, simply bought a foreign car, became a free driver, no one can care about squatting wherever he falls in love, and he can also pull his sweetheart to run around, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds.

But where does the money come from? The bag of ocean that fell from the sky should belong to Xing'er's family, and it is not good for me to use it again, I will not be able to cheat myself, and it is too slow to make money by working hard, by the way, there are not two gambling games, and the bets are totaling more than 700 yuan, if I win the gambling game, I don't have to worry about anything.

Thinking of this, he was full of energy, and according to the address given to him by Gu Hongming, he went straight to Chunshu Hutong.

Professor Koo's mansion was easy to find, knocked on the door and entered, a stout manservant with pigtails asked him to wait at the door, and after greeting the master, let Chen Zikun in.

The living room was lit with a dim oil lamp, Gu Hongming sat on the Taishi chair smoking a dry cigarette, and when he saw Chen Zikun coming, he pointed to the stool next to the round table and said, "Sit." ”

Chen Zikun sat down and waited quietly for Gu Hongming to give a lecture, and after not seeing any movement for a long time, he asked, "Professor, you won't forget what you said a few days ago, right?" ”

Gu Hongming laughed: "I didn't expect you to remember this, I didn't dare to come, it seems that you are determined to get Latin." ”

Chen Zikun said: "I am not determined to obtain the Latin language, but I am determined to obtain the two hundred and thirteen pieces of ocean, please start teaching it quickly, I am in a hurry." ”

Gu Hongming said: "Don't you still have to rush to pull the car?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "I have to go to Mr. Liu Shipei to learn Mandarin in the second half. ”

Gu Hongming laughed heartily again and asked: "You young man is really interesting, after all, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, do you know how difficult this Latin is?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "No matter how difficult Latin is, it is only 26 letters, and there are tens of thousands of Chinese characters, and foreigners who are proficient in Chinese are not everywhere. ”

"Well said!" Gu Hongming stroked his palms and smiled, took a piece of paper, a pen, and did not need a textbook, so he began to teach this foreign coachman to learn Latin, which was only learned by European aristocrats.

Originally, Gu Hongming just wanted to train Chen Zikun briefly, at least he could write letters silently, spell out more than a dozen words, and say one or two short sentences, even if it was a great success, but after ten minutes, the mouth of this Confucian who had learned both Chinese and Western languages was already open enough to stuff an egg.

This coachman is simply a genius, all the things taught to him are unforgettable, and his hearing is excellent, and his pronunciation is pure, if he doesn't know the details, Gu Hongming simply suspects that this kid spent more than ten years in the European court, and has systematically learned Latin under the guidance of famous teachers.

"I often think that I am a genius, but I didn't expect that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world." Gu Hongming stroked his beard and sighed.

Chen Zikun didn't feel anything, he already knew that his language learning ability was super strong, under the teaching and edification of the second cabinet, he could speak fluent French and Russian, and he came to Beijing for just a few days.

An hour passed unconsciously, and Chen Zikun was already able to memorize the Latin alphabet backwards, recite Latin proverbs, and spell more than 100 words, which was beyond Gu Hongming's expectations.

"Take this back and look at it, how much you can gain depends on your talent."

Chen Zikun took the dictionary in his arms with a big grin, asked Liu Shipei's residence, said goodbye to Gu Hongming and went straight to the compartment.

Liu Shipei was also surprised by Chen Zikun's arrival, they all thought that the coachman had given up the gamble, Liu's house was full of smoke, although Professor Liu coughed very badly, he still kept the cigarette in his hand, the table, the bed, and even the ground were full of classics, he first rummaged through the cabinet and found a primary school textbook formulated by the Ministry of Education of the Beiyang Government, so that Chen Zikun could take a good look.

"Professor, how old is this a child's book?" Chan asked.

"Oh, you're thin, this is a seven-year-old's book."

"Professor, you underestimate me too much, I'm going to be eight years old." Chen Zikun said proudly.

Liu Shipei smiled dumbly, and found a high school textbook for him, Chen Zikun quickly flipped through it, and said, "After learning, let's solve the question." ”

Seeing that the coachman was so confident, Liu Shipei simply came up with a Chinese test paper that can only be answered by high school graduates, Chen Zikun took the pen, flew up and down, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, Liu Shipei took the test paper and looked at it, and was shocked: "You went to school!" ”

The handwriting on the test paper is beautiful and tough, and it is quite graceful and willow-like, and people who have not received more than ten years of education will never be able to write such words.

Chen Zikun scratched his head: "I don't remember if I have read before. ”

Liu Shipei continued to ask, and Chen Zikun told him that he had fallen from a horse two years ago and lost his memory, but he hid the part about being a bandit.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, maybe you're the son of a big family, and you ended up here, cough cough." Liu Shipei sighed, brought a brush and inkstone rice paper, and asked Chen Zikun to write the brush and read it.

The result was a big disappointment, although Chen Zikun's hard pen calligraphy is very regular, but the brush writing is a mess.

"It looks like you grew up in a modern family, what a pity." Liu Shipei sighed again.

But this pity and the pity in the previous sentence are completely two meanings, usually the foreign comprador families in Shanghai or Guangdong will let their children be completely Westernized, believe in Christianity, learn English, eat Western food, and write with a fountain pen, Chen Zikun is likely to be born in such a family, these years of frequent wars, resulting in the rich son to live in the people, and his identity background is actually more suitable for learning Hu Shi's set of things, rather than learning Liu Shipei.

Since this is the case, let's teach him something deeper, Liu Shipei put away all those textbooks, took a copy of "Lecture Notes on Medieval Chinese History" and handed it to Chen Zikun, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and began to give a formal lecture to this student.

Coming out of Professor Liu's house, it was already full of stars, the snow was beginning to fall, the weather was extremely cold, it was almost dripping into ice, Chen Zikun was striding under the starlight, and a cloud of white mist came out of his mouth, and suddenly two black shadows stood on the side of the road in front of him, burly and loud:

"But it's a little white dragon with two guns and fast legs outside the pass?"