Zhao Dahai's annual leave is over, and after arranging things at home, he will take the train to Zhengzhou to work.

Early the next morning, Zhao Dahai got up early, exercised in the yard, and his daughter-in-law was busy baking cakes and boiling eggs in the kitchen.

Dahai Niang sorted out her son's luggage, a baggage roll, which was a newly made gown and pants, and a pair of cloth shoes, with fine stitches, and every thread contained the mother's love.

Zhao Ziming was woken up, lying on the head of the bed to watch his grandmother sort out his luggage, holding his cheeks and asking, "Grandma, when will Daddy come back?" ”

"Your dad will be back during the Chinese New Year." Grandma gently stroked her grandson's head.

It was not early, Zhao Dahai went back to the house for breakfast, changed his clothes, and went out of the courtyard surrounded by his family, and saw that there were four foreign cars parked at the door, and Chen Zikun and three coachmen were waiting here early.

"Brother Dahai, we'll send you." The coachmen talked in unison, helped carry the luggage to the car, and the Dahai family all got on the bus and went straight to Zhengyangmen West Station.

Zhao Dahai is a worker on the Jinghan Railway, free of charge, Chen Zikun went to buy a few platform tickets, and sent him to the platform with everyone.

"Come, let Daddy hug." Zhao Dahai stretched out his hand to take his son over, gnawed on his face, and the little Zhao Ziming, who was pricked by his father's beard, screamed, Zhao Dahai laughed happily, put his son down, took out something from his arms and stuffed it into Chen Zikun's hand.

"Take it and watch the time." He said.

Chen Zikun saw that it was the Hamilton silver-shelled railway pocket watch given by Zhan Tianyou.

"Brother Dahai, how can this work." He hurriedly excused himself.

"Take it, don't let your mother-in-law and mother if it's a master." Zhao Dahai feigned anger.

"Okay, I'll take it." Chen Zikun was not hypocritical, put the pocket watch in his pocket, Zhao Dahai helped him hang the pocket watch chain, suddenly, Chen Zikun saw a familiar figure next to him, thin and tall, wearing a long shirt and a white scarf, graceful and gentle, it was the Mao assistant of the Peking University Library, and there was a young girl beside him.

"Assistant Mao, you are today's car, and you won't notify me." Chen Zikun walked over and shook hands with him.

Assistant Mao was saying goodbye to Kaihui, and was a little surprised to see Chen Zikun appear, and then smiled: "I wanted to inform you, but you can't be notified of the dragon, by the way, I haven't congratulated you yet, you won't win." ”

Chen Zikun said with a smile: "I forgot about this stubble, if I don't go to the library, you won't be able to contact me, but God has eyes, let us meet at the station, let me introduce, this is my eldest brother, Zhao Dahai, a worker of the Jinghan Railway." ”

Assistant Mao stepped forward to shake hands with Zhao Dahai, the two exchanged a few words, Assistant Mao smiled: "I'm worried that no one is talking on the road, I think Brother Zhao should be a talkative person, but I don't know if I can understand my Hunan accent." ”

Zhao Dahai said with a smile: "I stayed in Changsha for a while, I can't speak, but it's okay to listen." ”

Chen Zikun said: "That's great, you take care of each other on the journey, and we can rest assured." ”

The conductor blew the whistle and was about to drive, Assistant Mao and Zhao Dahai finally got on the train, standing at the door and waving goodbye to their relatives reluctantly.

On the platform, everyone also waved goodbye, and suddenly Zhao Ziming broke free from his mother's arms, and ran with the train, shouting as he ran: "Dad~~"

……

Lin Zhai, the bicycle is still parked alone in the middle of the yard, and the wife has spoken, and no one is allowed to move the car until the matter is clear.

Lin Wenjing went to school early in the morning, Mr. Lin quarreled with his wife for a long time last night, and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood when he washed his face in the morning, and his condition became more and more serious, and his wife personally went to invite a Japanese doctor to diagnose and treat him.

The Japanese doctor's name is Jiro Ono, who was introduced by Mr. Zhou Shuren of the Ministry of Education, a graduate of Sendai Medical College, a serious Western medicine background, who has been opening a clinic in China for many years, and is also an experienced famous doctor.

After Dr. Ono helped Lin Zhimin listen to the sound of his lungs with a stethoscope, he took out a bottle of potion from the medicine box without thinking and said to Mrs. Lin: "This one, take it three times a day, and the effect is very good." ”

Mrs. Lin hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Ono, how much is this?" ”

"Ten dollars is fine."

Mrs. Lin paid ten yuan, called a car for Dr. Ono, personally drove him out, and fed Mr. with a spoon when he returned.

Lin Zhimin frowned after taking a sip: "The taste is so bitter, it's not right." ”

Mrs. Lin said: "You are still a cultural person, don't you understand the good medicine?" ”

Lin Zhimin coughed a few times and said, "I didn't mean that, this medicine is very different from the potion I took before, I'm afraid I'm mistaken." ”

Mrs. Lin was furious: "Mistaken? How can a famous Japanese doctor be mistaken, do you know how much it costs you to see a doctor, five yuan for the outpatient fee, two yuan for the car, and ten yuan for the medicine. ”

After speaking, he put down the medicine bowl and sulked.

Lin Zhimin shook his head helplessly, his wife is from Shanghai, a small owner family, and her temper is not very good, plus the Ministry of Education has not been able to pay her salary recently, and she is seriously ill, and her daughter doesn't know where to get a bicycle of unknown origin, so much pressure is on her shoulders alone, so it's strange not to be mad.

"Okay, I'll drink." Lin Zhimin pinched his nose and drank all the potion, wiped his mouth with a towel, and said to his son who was standing at the door of the bedroom: "Wenlong, come and let my father take a look." ”

Lin Wenlong was just about to come over timidly, but suddenly saw his father's face change, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, followed by beads of sweat rolling down the size of beans, and the whole person convulsed on the bed, so frightened that he cried: "Mom, Mom, come on." ”

"How can you be loud." Mrs. Lin came over with an angry face, and she panicked when she saw this battle, and while calling Lin's mother Uncle Zhang to come and help, she went up to help her husband pinch people.

Lin Zhimin twitched for a while and then didn't move, white foam and red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were wide open, his wife was stunned for a moment, and reached out to touch her husband's snort, which was completely out of breath.

Uncle Zhang ran in and reported, "Madam, the foreign car has called. Suddenly seeing this scene, he was stunned.

Mrs. Lin was surprisingly calm, and gave orders: "Uncle Zhang, you go to the Ministry of Education to report the funeral, just say that Mr. is gone, Mother Lin, you call Dr. Ono to come, I have to ask him what medicine he prescribed." ”

The two servants went worriedly, and only Mrs. Lin and her ignorant youngest son were left in the house.

"Mom, why didn't Daddy speak." Lin Wenlong raised his little head and asked.

On Mrs. Lin's thin face, two lines of tears flowed down, and she hugged her son and choked up: "Wenlong, Daddy is gone." ”

……

Today's Peking University campus, still discussing yesterday's events, as one of the winners in the gambling, Lin Wenjing has received the attention of her classmates, some people asked her to talk about the origin of the coachman, some people let her treat, the cheerful atmosphere on the campus diluted her sadness, the day passed like this, at four o'clock in the afternoon, went home from school, followed Wang Yueqi's bicycle all the way, and felt that something was wrong when she returned to the alley.

There was a car parked in front of the house, not the one rented by Aunt Mi, and a blank piece of paper was pasted on the door of his house, I don't know what it meant, and Uncle Zhang didn't sit in the gatehouse like usual, and walked into the yard with apprehension, and saw a lot of strange and familiar faces, probably my father's colleagues.

Walking into the house quickly, he was stunned, his father was already covered with a white cloth, Aunt Mi and Wenlong were draped in sackcloth, and they were sitting on the side crying silently, for a moment Lin Wenjing felt that his mind was blank, and then he didn't know anything.

When she woke up, Lin Wenjing was already lying on her bed, it was dark outside, she got up and sat at the table in a daze, looking at the people coming and going in the yard, and the bicycle, she only felt that all this was a dream, a nightmare.

My father left like this, in such a hurry, that he didn't even leave a word for himself.

Removing the necklace from his neck and opening the chicken heart box, the three people in the photo were smiling warmly and happily, and tears blurred their eyes instantly.

"Mom is gone, Dad is gone, and now I'm the only one left."

……

When Mr. Lin died violently, the Ministry of Education sent someone to help deal with the aftermath, and Dr. Ono, who prescribed the wrong medicine and caused death, hid in Dongjiaomin Lane, and it is said that he took a train to Tianjin that night and left China by boat.

It is worth noting that Peking University professor Chen Duxiu came alone, and there is gossip that Peking University took off his position as dean of liberal arts, only retained the title of professor, and gave him a whole year of vacation, Chen Duxiu thought this was an insult to himself, and resigned angrily, and is no longer a member of Peking University.

Mrs. Lin took a pair of children dressed in linen and filial piety, and kept bowing and saluting the friendly ones who came to mourn, Uncle Zhang and Mother Lin shook their heads and sighed in the yard, a good home is over.

……

When the Lin family changed, Chen Zikun was a guest at Xiong Xiling's mansion.

Xiong Xiling said: "Zikun, there is an answer to the letters I asked someone to send to Foshan and Shanghai. ”

Chen Zikun suppressed his excitement and asked, "What's the result?" ”

"Master Huo Yuanjia of Shanghai Jingwumen is long gone, and his eldest apprentice Liu Zhensheng replied that Master Huo has never accepted an apprentice surnamed Chen, and Master Huang Feihong of Baozhilin, Foshan, Guangdong Province is still alive, and he also replied the same after seeing your photo, saying that he has never accepted such an apprentice."

Chen Zikun was surprised: "What's going on? Mr. Du Xinwu said, my kung fu is indeed the inheritance of the two of them. ”

Xiong Xiling said: "Maybe others have unspeakable secrets, I think that heroes don't ask about the source, and you don't have to worry too much about your own life experience, there are more important things you need to pay attention to at the moment." ”

Chen Zikun said: "What does Elder Xiong command, he will not hesitate to go to the soup and fight the fire." ”

Xiong Xiling shook his head and said, "I don't want you to grow up to be a martial artist who can only do things, do you know why I took you to the Six Nations Hotel to see Lin Changmin and them last time?" ”

Chen Zikun had an idea: "Xiong always let me hear and see national affairs? ”

Xiong Xiling said: "Exactly, now that the north and the south are divided, the martial arts are in power, the overseers in various places are divided and hegemonized, the people are not happy, and the land is full of hunger, in such a situation, Duan Qirui is still reckless, borrowing hundreds of millions from Japan, organizing and training to participate in the war, hum, in the name of participating in the European war, expand his armament, buy Japanese weapons, hire Japanese instructors, and even the horses that pull the gun carriages are imported from Japan, Yuan Shikai did not dare to agree to the No. 5 of the 21st, to Duan Qirui, but it passed smoothly, you say, this is not a traitor! ”

Chen Zikun thought so, and said: "Old Xiong has a countermeasure to punish this national thief?" ”

Xiong Xiling sighed and said: "Assassination can't solve China's problem, Song Jiaoren was stabbed, Tao Chengzhang was stabbed, Chen Qimei was stabbed, Tang Hualong was stabbed, so many people died, China has not the slightest sign of democracy and prosperity, but it is getting more and more chaotic." ”