Xia Xiaoqing has always been strong at home. Not to mention that her son is afraid of her, that is, Chen Zikun is a little stunned under her fists and feet, but this time is different, this pistol was given to his son by Zhang Xueliang, not to mention, PPK is beautifully made, Chen Zikun himself is drooling, how could Xia Xiaoqing go.

"Xiaoqing, this is not good, after all, it is a meeting gift from Han Qing to Xiaobei......"

Before the words fell, Xia Xiaoqing's eyes narrowed: "Less nonsense, no matter how much you talk, the old lady will also take away your gun." ”

Chen Zikun suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

The son's pistol was confiscated, Chen Zikun had to find him another one, it is said that children should use small guns, but Chen Zikun in order to train his son, equipped him with a Spanish Royal brand rapid-fire automatic box gun, this thing is extremely powerful for adults, the child is on the shoulder, the shoulder of the pendant is crooked, can only be hung on the chest as a portable machine gun.

Originally, Xiaobei was still a little unhappy, but staying with the guards, these big bosses said that the little pistol was used by the commander to kill himself, and the box cannon was the real guy, Xiaobei was happy, and he couldn't put down this gun from then on.

Early the next morning, Chen Zikun loaded his sword and went to have a formal meeting with Zhang Xueliang, but when he came to the door, he was stopped by sorghum stalks: "I'm sorry, I drank too much last night and hasn't gotten up yet." ”

Chen Zikun was familiar with sorghum stalks, and said bluntly: "Is Han Qing smoking opium?" ”

If the sorghum stalks don't speak, it's a tacit acquiescence.

Chen Zikun snorted coldly, drove straight in, the attendants knew the relationship between him and Zhang Xueliang, and it was inconvenient to stop him, he came to the door and banged twice, and went straight in, sure enough, Zhang Xueliang was lying on the couch and swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

"Han Qing, why are you still smoking this thing, no wonder you are so thin." Chen Zikun pulled down his face and reprimanded him on the spot.

Zhang Xueliang grinned: "Authentic hot river soil, strong enough, do you want a tube of incense?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "It's not as good as this, you hurry up and finish smoking, I'll wait for you outside." ”

After ten minutes, Zhang Xueliang smoked enough opium to come out, a thin face full of excited red, wearing a blue-gray tweed admiral uniform, and a blue sky and white sun medal on his chest, Zhang Xueliang is the first person to win this honor since the establishment of the blue sky and white sun medal, but at this moment the medal is pinned to his chest, but there is an indescribable irony.

Chen Zikun said: "Han Qing, come over a little." ”

Zhang Xueliang straightened his military uniform and took two steps forward with a smile.

Chen Zikun suddenly waved his white-gloved right hand and punched him in the face, not much force, but it was already a thousand forces for a big smoker, and he staggered a few steps and almost sat on the ground.

The guards immediately pulled out their guns, and Xiaobei, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, was not ambiguous, he practiced martial arts, and his reaction was much faster than ordinary people, and there were so many guards present, he was the first to shoot.

"This punch, I beat you on behalf of the country's fathers, are you convinced?" Chen Zikun asked solemnly, ignoring the tense posture around him.

Zhang Xueliang covered his face and shouted angrily: "What are you doing, put down the gun." ”

The guards put away their weapons.

Chen Zikun turned his head and said, "I'll settle accounts with your Uncle Zhang, so you don't have to move the guys." ”

Xiaobei put away his gun with a small face.

Zhang Xueliang touched the corners of his mouth, bleeding, laughed twice, and continued to step forward: "Brother Kunwu, listen to me......"

Another punch came, "This punch is to teach you a lesson for the old handsome, the foundation laid by your father has been ruined by you as a loser, you said you should not fight!" ”

Half of Zhang Xueliang's face was swollen, and he smiled bitterly.

Chen Zikun took half a step forward and threw another punch: "This punch is a personal lesson for you." ”

Zhang Xueliang's eyes were closed, ready to withstand the heavy blow, but this punch grazed his sideburns.

"Han Qing, I beat you to wake you up, you can't live like this anymore." Chen Zikun said sincerely.

Zhang Xueliang said: "I fought well, people all over the country scolded me, but no one dared to beat me, I wanted someone to beat me up, so I felt more comfortable." ”

The guards were relieved, and the young marshal didn't lose his temper.

These three punches not only did not provoke Zhang Xueliang, but enhanced the brotherly feelings, the two entered the house, to discuss national affairs, Zhang Xueliang said, the Japanese soldiers are in Rehe, sooner or later a battle, this time they will never back down, even if they fight for their lives, they will fight to the death with the Japanese, and play the momentum of the Feng army, but the Northeast Army lost its base, and the ammunition logistics all rely on the support of the central government.

"If Chairman Chiang does not support me in fighting against Japan, the chances of victory are very slim." Zhang Xueliang sighed.

Chen Zikun said: "Chairman Jiang's side, I will go and say, even if he does not support, there are many people of insight in the government to support ****, Finance Minister Song Ziwen is one of them, I talked to him before I came, if you have the determination to resist Japan, we are willing to transfer 30,000 people of the tax police corps to the front line in North China to listen to your dispatch." ”

Regarding the combat effectiveness of the Tax Police Corps, Zhang Xueliang had heard about it, and he suddenly perked up: "Really? ”

"The gentleman has no jokes." Chen Zikun's words are conclusive.

……

At noon, Chen Zikun took his wife and children to visit the Baoqing family at the Ziguang Depot in Xuanwumen Neifa Hutong, he refused Zhang Xueliang's kindness to send a car to send a guard, and he didn't even bring a guard, and the family of three took a foreign car and passed.

Hutong is the same as 12 years ago, there is no change, a tiger-headed little boy at the door of the depot is squatting and playing with mud, his eyebrows and eyes are similar to Baoqing, seeing the guests coming to the door, the child stares at them curiously, and speaks authentic Beijing dialect: "Who are you looking for?" ”

Chen Zikun bent down and pinched the child's cheeks: "You are the head of the tiger, my surname is Chen, looking for your father." ”

The child ran to the yard with his legs: "Mother, someone is looking for Dad." ”

Xing'er came out with a dustpan: "Yo, this is not a big kunzi, when did you come?" Why have children grown so tall? Looking at it again, the lady next to her was neither Yao Yilei nor Lin Wenjing, let alone the woman from Shanghai, but her eyebrows and eyes were a little familiar.

"This is Xia Xiaoqing, you forgot Xing'er, I rented a yard nearby, and you have been there." Chan said.

Xing'er patted her head: "I remember, you look at my memory, what, hurry in and sit in the house." ”

When she entered the house, she didn't see Baoqing's shadow, and Xing'er said, "He's out of the car." ”

Chen Zikun said: "The people who are all bosses, why do they still go out in person?" ”

Xing'er said: "What kind of boss, foolish, last year my mother-in-law was sick, sold several cars, spent four or five hundred oceans and did not take care of the illness, at the beginning of this year, the child was sick again and spent all his savings, and now there are more than ten cars in the factory, and I am idle at home, and I can earn one by one." ”

While talking, Baoqing came back with a foreign car, short pants, sweating profusely, first scooped a scoop of water in the corner of the water tank and poured it down, like drinking cows, when he looked up, he saw Chen Zikun standing at the door with a smile, and the water scoop fell into the tank: "Da Kunzi, you are back!" ”

Baoqing was overjoyed, the two brothers had endless words, and at noon, the head of the house instructed Xing'er: "Go to the alley to buy a braised chicken, and sell smoked fish, buy some pig's head meat with others, and then play four taels of wine, and I and Da Kunzi have a good cup." ”

Xing'er said: "Can you eat the braised chicken at the mouth of the alley, it's too late to kill the ready-made live chickens at home, you accompany them to chat, and I'll cook." ”

Xia Xiaoqing got up and said, "I'll help you." ”

"Ouch, that's not possible, you're a guest, how can there be a reason to let the guest do it."

"Don't mind, I'm not an outsider, I'm very nimble, I can help you."

Xia Xiaoqing didn't put on a show at all, so that Xing'er was very happy, the two women cooked together, the two boys played together, Chen Zikun and Baoqing smoked and chatted in the house, although the difference between the identities of the two is huge, one day and one place, but the talk is still very speculative, Baoqing talked about his life over the years, and the overall feeling was that the year was not as good as the year, there were more and more harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, the food was getting more and more expensive, and the business of pulling cars was becoming more and more difficult.

"If you can't do it, move to Jiangdong, and I'll take care of you." Chan said.

Baoqing smiled: "I have never been out of Beijing in my life, and I don't want to go out, this is my home, no matter how hard and tired I am, it is also home." ”

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out in the courtyard, startling Chen Zikun and jumping out, just to see the two children standing dumbfounded, a small pistol was thrown on the ground, and the muzzle of the gun was still smoking.

Xia Xiaoqing and Xing'er also ran over from the kitchen, and the two women each picked up the child and examined it carefully, so they were relieved that there were no wounds.

The gun on the ground was the PPK confiscated by Xia Xiaoqing, I don't know when Xiaobei stole it, and just now he showed it off to the tiger head, but he accidentally went off.

Xia Xiaoqing is so angry, it doesn't matter if she goes off, if she hurts someone's child, what compensation will she take, she hates to grab Xiaobei is a fat beating, but Chen Zikun smiled and said: "It's okay, pay attention next time, close the insurance and play." ”

"There's another time!" Xia Xiaoqing glanced at him fiercely and continued to beat his son, Xiaobei knew that he had made a mistake, and he didn't dare to beg for mercy.

After beating the children, the meal was almost ready, and the two families of six sat down to have a meal together, happy and harmonious, just like old Beijing went to relatives and friends.

After eating, chatting for a while, Chen Zikun said that there was something to do in the afternoon, the family said goodbye and left, called a foreign car, and went straight to the Temple of Heaven to be nostalgic.

There are a lot of stalls near the Temple of Heaven, and there are people who sell strong pills by telling fortunes and singing songs, and suddenly Chen Zikun saw a banner with the words "Hu Banxian" written on it, and stepped forward to knock on the table, "Banxian, do you remember me?" ”

Time flies, Hu Banxian didn't see much old age, he still had the image of a god chattering god, and bowed slightly and said: "But I haven't seen you for a few days, it's good." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Thanks to you. ”

"What do you want to do today? Count it for Madame? Count it for Childe? Hu Banxian looked at Xia Xiaoqing and Xiaobei through his sunglasses.

Chen Zikun suddenly thought of the conversation at Baoqing's house, and said with a flash of inspiration: "I calculated this, it's a bit big." ”

"How old?"

"I want to tell fortunes for us in China."

"That's going to have to pay for it."

"You're doing the math, money isn't an issue."

"Then you ask."

"I want to know, what China will look like in ten years, and the Japanese devils will be driven away."

"Ten years later, ah......" Hu Banxian narrowed his eyes and pinched his fingers, "The mountains and rivers are broken, the court is peaceful, the world is in chaos, and the people are not happy." ”

Chen Zikun's heart sank: "Wouldn't it be the destruction of the country and the extinction of the species in those twenty years." ”

Hu Banxian smiled: "Twenty years later, the new emperor ascended the throne, the crown prince supervised the army, and 200,000 male soldiers conquered Goryeo. ”

Chen Zikun also smiled: "Hu Banxian, believe it or not, I smashed your signboard?" ”

Hu Banxian said: "It's not too late to smash it after twenty years." ”

Chen Zikun said: "According to what you say, in 50 years, won't the country be rich and the people strong, and my China will be the forest of the world?" ”

"No, fifty years later, the family is surrounded by four walls, one is poor and two are white, the mountains and rivers are discolored, and all kinds of waste are waiting to be revived."

"Hey, you can really talk about it, what about eighty years from now?"

"Eighty years later, all these old households in Peking are millionaires, and the houses in Peking will be replaced by the ocean, and they can buy Citigroup."