Xu Tieying suddenly felt that he had never understood the stationmaster Wang who was consciously familiar with him. The thousand-year-old fox could naturally smell a little bit of vague smell, but he couldn't figure it out, so he stared at Wang Puchen meaningfully, trying to squeeze out some secrets from behind this familiar face. Wang Puchen really came this time, the moldy cigarette stinged his weak lungs, and he coughed so hard that he couldn't control the car as soon as he drove out of the alley, and he barely drove out of the street, so he had to hurriedly step on the brakes and replace Xu Tieying, covering his mouth with a handkerchief and coughing into a ball. Xu Tieying stepped on the accelerator to the end, and he was able to pat Wang Puchen on the back with one free hand to give him a smooth breath, and led the convoy out of Beiping City at the last minute when the city gate was closed. Wang Puchen shook his hand and took out a special long-pole match, lit and extinguished, the smell of sulfur diffused in the car, and finally calmed down.

Xu Tieying said with concern, are you better? You are a party-state cadre, and you should take care of your health. Just now I touched your back, why is it thinner than paper?

In order to verify, he had to touch Wang Puchen's non-existent belly.

Wang Puchen is really still the good-natured Wang Puchen, the edge in front of the police bureau seems to be an illusion, half lying on the saddle, stumbling, and actually took out a cigarette and lit it, saying, accompanied by the Central Party Department, I am not a communist, right?

Yes. Xu Tieying said that it was difficult to distinguish between true and false, and Stationmaster Wang was awe-inspiring in the face of the temptation of the central government, and reserved his dignity for the party-state and the military command. When I return to Nanjing, I will report to the Central Party Department and apply for a commendation for Stationmaster Wang.

Wang Puchen quickly finished smoking the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt out of the window, and said, when I arrived in Xishan later, I wronged Director Xu, and only said that it was my old friend in the garrison headquarters.

The military command has a main station in Beiping, as well as two sub-stations, and signs such as the Statistical Survey Department of the Civil Affairs Bureau are hung on the outer rounds. Xishan Prison is a separate fortress far away from Beiping for the military commanders, Wang Puchen does not stay in the city and runs here at night, Xu Tieying is also a spy, he knows it, and he doesn't ask much. There was a new face among the people who greeted them, and he swept around Xu Tieying and Sun Chaozhong's faces suspiciously, staring at the leader of the action team very unceremoniously, which meant to ask for proof of whether what Wang Puchen said was true.

Only then did Xu Tieying know that in the month that he was in a hurry to work up and down and arrange a direct flight to Taiwan, the head of the Beiping Station of the Secret Bureau had been replaced, and Wang Puchen now only had the false title of major general inspector. Ma Hanshan died, and the ghost tradition of the Beiping Station of the Secret Bureau remained, and at this moment, everyone only looked at the old stationmaster Wang Puchen, turning a blind eye to the two accustomed Zhongtong behind him, with a blank face. Wang Puchen patted the new stationmaster on the shoulder and ordered directly, the guest will live in my room, plus two bunks.

Xu Tieying blocked the door and looked inside, the stationmaster's lounge was still the same as when he came before, with a bed, a table and a few filing cabinets, clean and cold. He threw his briefcase heavily on the desk, pulled his face and said, Stationmaster Wang, you let me live with the person who was personally sent to the Nanjing Special Military Court? Wang Puchen lit another cigarette and said, "Well." Xu Tieying raised his voice and said that the suspect should have an exclusive place to go! Wang Puchen said indifferently, isn't it still on? Xu Tieying pointed to the case file he had in his pocket and reminded him to pay attention to the Qingyuan Tianyuan Baiqi Day Dogtooth Badge, which symbolized party discipline and state law. Wang Puchen finally raised his head from the smoke, the light reflected his thin face into a blank, and his bottomless eyes did not see a trace of reflection, and he looked at Xu Tieying without emotion.

Xu Tieying only felt that the collar was suddenly tightened, and involuntarily let go of the door, and picked up the briefcase and sat on Wang Puchen's bed. The Director of the General Affairs Office personally brought two futons and quickly sorted out two bunks on the ground. Wang Puchen said to Sun Chaozhong, Director Xu is your boss, sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the floor next to the door. Xu Tieying immediately objected, smiled sincerely and said, how can it be done? Don't say that the guest is as you go, Pu Chen, you are not in good health, how did you get the cold? Wang Puchen personally pulled the curtain tightly and told him to load the gun and put it beside him. No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with you, and it's best not to go out. Sun Chaozhong immediately put his hand on the gun, Xu Tieying subconsciously hugged the briefcase in his hand, and asked in a low voice, has it come to this?

Wang Puchen did not return to the stationmaster's lounge all night.

There was an enemy sleeping beside him, and from time to time there was a muffled thunderous cannon rolling outside the window, and the sound of footsteps and strange whispers was mixed with screams, gunshots and sounds of unknown origin, Xu Tieying was extremely soberly aware that the party-state had begun to collapse in an all-round way. At the darkest hour before dawn, Wang Puchen quietly opened the door and stood at the door looking at Sun Chaozhong with an expressionless face. Sun Chaozhong obviously didn't fall asleep either, hesitated for a moment, got up and followed behind Wang Puchen, and disappeared into the darkness.

The two iron-blooded salvation associations, no, the former members of the iron-blooded salvation association have such a tacit understanding and mystery, Xu Tieying couldn't help but shiver, grabbed the loaded pistol in his hand, and nervously calculated: Sun Chaozhong can use both hands to shoot, and fighting skills can block three with one. Wang Puchen, damn it, didn't touch a gun on him at all, but he had no doubt that when killing someone, Wang Puchen could instantly conjure a gun in front of Chen Jiji as he did that time. Xu Tieying laughed self-deprecatingly, and simply spread out his hands and feet and lay down to sleep. Wang Puchen's bed was unexpectedly clean, except for the smell of tobacco, there was not even a single stain crease. Xu Tieying carefully folded the quilt under his chin, thinking worriedly, the military commander has a strict review, and he will not appoint a tuberculosis as the head of the provincial station, right?

After dawn, Wang Puchen came back with two steamed buns and two bowls of hot porridge, and accompanied Xu Tieying to have a simple breakfast. Xu Tieying looked at the steamed bun in his hand in disbelief, and asked tentatively, Pu Chen, where did Sun Chaozhong go? Wang Puchen ate breakfast quickly, and instructed the service to say, "All the documents and bills reported to Nanjing will be brought together in the evening, and I will sign them in a centralized manner." - The Nanjing court may have to move south, he couldn't wait, and he managed to go first. He finally saw Xu Tieying pinching the steamed buns as if he was taking medicine, turned his head and said to the service, are there still canned food and condensed milk?

If Xu Tieying believed him, he would be out of the way.

Wang Puchen was even busier during the day. Xu Tieying was bored alone, went downstairs to breathe, and after watching it for less than ten minutes, he went back to the stationmaster's lounge, and was reluctant to go out again. He inexplicably remembered the year of the siege of the Anti-Japanese War, no, that was different, his blood was hot at that time, and now it is the end of the party-state, the current situation and he are full of holes and powerlessness, the quiet stationmaster lounge in front of him is a boat that can accommodate himself in the apocalypse, and Wang Puchen is the ferryman who can take him through the catastrophe.

The heating at Peking Station has long been stopped, and the sun is half frozen to death, and the cold can nail people to the floor. Wang Puchen was busy getting Xu Tieying an old-fashioned copper briquette stove to keep warm, Xu Tieying was roasting the fire while studying how to bake steamed buns with condensed milk, which was fragrant and crispy and golden, and put them in a tin box for Wang Puchen as a supper. When Wang Puchen came back, he saw Xu Tieying taking the pair of tortoiseshell reading glasses left by Ma Hanshan, and while flipping through the steamed bread slices, he told him seriously, Brother Puchen, you have to eat more. Love sweet or salty? And canned sardines, I'll bake them!

Brother Pu Chen, who was more than ten years younger than Xu Tieying, bent his eyes and did not demolish him.

Xu Tieying found the books stacked in the cabinet that Wang Puchen had sorted out in between baking steamed buns, to be precise, forbidden books stamped with the seal of the Secrecy Bureau restricting reading. He was amazed at the quantity and fineness of Wang Puchen's study of various articles of the Communist Party and the level of theory contained in those dense eyebrow criticisms and sandwich criticisms, even if they were placed in the Central Party Department, they could completely draft a speech for Chief Chen. This Wang Puchen, who never drags words, is such a talent behind it! Xu Tieying's heart was suddenly filled with uneasiness, as a sharp blade of the Central Party Department, he successfully poked into the weakness of the iron-blooded salvation congress, forced Liang Jinglun away, beheaded Sun Chaozhong, cut off Zeng Dada, and held Wang Puchen hostage, but will the iron-blooded salvation congress and the little Mr. Jiang behind it really be silent forever?

He unconsciously turned to the last page, and in the blank space, Wang Puchen wrote a few lines in pencil:

The sky is white

The march in the snow was even more urgent

Mountains on the head

The wind swept the red flag and crossed the pass

Coughing in the middle of the night, I feel it in my heart, and I record Mr. Mao Runzhi's words for a while. In a certain year and month, Pu Chen was in Beiping.

Xu Tieying almost laughed out loud when she heard her old heart thumping like her first love, carefully avoiding the seal of the Secret Bureau, tearing off the half page, and putting it into the kraft paper bag with Tang Yin's beauty picture wrapped in the official document, thinking about it and taking it out again, shaking her hands and hiding it in the inner pocket of her shirt. He was so excited that he ate all the steamed bread slices, and thought intimately, Pu Chen, Pu Chen, I really didn't see it, how can you still have a brain disease like Xie Mulan!

Wang Puchen barely sleeps, he won't come back until three o'clock, and from time to time someone knocks on the door and hisses to report to him on official business, sometimes he will come back soon, and sometimes he won't come back once he goes, Xu Tieying doesn't ask, just thoughtfully study the grilled sardine steamed bread slices. On the night of the third day, Xu Tieying was woken up by a crisp sound, turned over, and saw Wang Puchen sitting in front of the lamp, looking at the pen in his hand falling to the floor. The deep cold air was about to freeze out all the living qi, Xu Tieying jumped out of bed, touched his frozen stiff limbs, picked up the basin and rushed down the small building, dug a basin of snow and came back, grabbed it and wiped Wang Puchen's hands and feet. The gunshots suddenly exploded between the western mountains, the night birds flew and screamed, and Wang Puchen's bottomless eyes finally warmed up a glimmer of light.

Xu Tieying touched his thin coat, wrapped him in a thick quilt, and couldn't help scolding, Wang Puchen, you really have a Communist Party faction, or a model party member! Wang Puchen rubbed his stiff hands and whispered, "Excuse me, light a cigarette for the model party member." Xu Tieying shook his hand and lit it twice before lighting it, stuffed it into his mouth, and persuaded him kindly, Pu Chen, you, me, the party-state, the future will be long!

Wang Puchen smoked half of the cigarette in one go, and then came back to life. Xu Tieying was afraid that he would cough to death, so he snatched it and threw it into an empty canning box.

When Ma Hanshan was receiving the officers, the Beiping Station of the Military Command was an enclosure and merged with the Central Command, and more than 10 people were killed and wounded, and the Military Commander was at a loss, so he gave up the posts of the Chief of the Police Bureau and the Garrison Command to the Central Commander.

I know.

In fact, none of those people were transferred, and they were evacuated to various districts and counties to do grassroots work, and now they are all in Xishan. The new stationmaster also has a grudge against you Zhongtong, and he won't let you go out because he is afraid that someone will take the opportunity to beat you with a black gun.

Xu Tieying's expression was awe-inspiring.

If the communist army has an agreement, it cannot move Xishan, and the guerrillas and gangs are not necessarily, and there are many people in Xishan Prison who want it from all quarters. Wang Puchen's eyes were blue and black, and he tried to move his hands slowly and said, I must arrange things properly, and wait for two more days, and we will leave.

Wang Puchen sat up and sorted out his clothes and was about to get out of bed, Xu Tieying hurriedly picked up his thick mink coat and put it on him. Wang Puchen said thank you, and Xu Tieying said self-deprecatingly, I have never done the work of serving people. Why bother, do you dare to throw important members of the party-state to the communist bandits?

In the early morning of the fourth day, sure enough, Wang Puchen was right, Xu Tieying was still wearing shoes, and dozens of gunmen of unknown origin broke through the outer defense line, blew up the wall of Xishan Prison with hand grenades, and suddenly entered the compound. Wang Puchen pushed open the window and fired three shots in a lightning row, and the gun hit the three people who rushed to the front, and then quickly turned over and jumped downstairs like a leopard, and quickly organized a counterattack. Xu Tieying knew that it was time to get critical, so he loaded his pistol, rushed downstairs to stop a group of spies who were going to support, and shouted, brothers, follow me to the prison cell! Set up a machine gun to prevent the bandits from attacking everywhere! Wang Puchen's ears were thieves, and he immediately shouted loudly, listen to Director Xu, follow him!

The back wall of the prison cell followed suit. The machine guns carried by the action group became the key to ending the battle, and the opponent was killed and wounded, and the military commander also lost five people. The new stationmaster didn't appear until the dead bodies were cleaned up, looked Xu Tieying up and down, and said in a weird manner, Director Xu? Long admiration, fortunately! Xu Tieying was straightening his collar and said imposingly, the contemptible person has been resigned, and Stationmaster Xu does not have to be polite. The affairs of the party and the state are important, so I will not leave Stationmaster Xu to gossip.

Stationmaster Xu's face was pale, stared at Wang Puchen and said, Inspector Wang, easy to get along with, people in Zhongtong can be like brothers, Xu has learned!

Wang Puchen spit out a puff of smoke, and his slender fingers held the cigarette roll and said, False praise.

Xu Tieying was awakened by a strange singing voice in the middle of the night. The melody is like a war drum vibrating, like the neighing of Tiexuan, intertwined with blood and tears, and the rhythm is high. Xu Tieying got dressed and went downstairs, there were no stars and no moon in the cold night, the sky was dark, the wind was screaming, and hundreds of plainclothes figures stood in the courtyard, singing in unison, watching the whole box of documents, films, and photos dumped into the bonfire, spitting out strange red and blue intertwined flames. Wang Puchen stood in the center in his formal suit, like a crane that had been in the imperial palace for a long time, awe-inspiring and inviolable, taking the lead in singing the song of the expedition. At the end of the last rhythm, Wang Puchen threw a document into the bonfire, and hundreds of documents followed like snowflakes, swept into fireworks and disappeared.

Wang Puchen raised his hand high, the audience was silent, and the flames seemed to be condensed. His sparkling eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he whispered, Let's go, his slender pale hand making an elegant and decisive gesture. The crowd quietly receded like a silent tide, no one spoke, no one looked back, Xu Tieying only saw a blue and white blurred face flashing in front of his eyes, and soon only Wang Puchen who stood next to the raging flames remained, and the stationmaster Xu who had just come out of the darkness with two henchmen.

Stationmaster Xu's face was as unsightly as ever, no, he was almost about to turn his face.

Inspector Wang worked hard and finally deployed the lurking plan? Leave such an empty station house for me, and you can go away in style!

Wang Puchen slowly stretched out his hand to the fire, baking his hands with a little childish tranquility. The leader of the action group and a few people walked out of the darkness, and bowed down to Wang Puchen respectfully, Stationmaster. Wang Puchen corrected them softly and said, Inspector Wang. Several people immediately bent down again and said, Inspector Wang! The deputy station chief, the action team, the telecommunications office, the general affairs office and the middle-level backbone are all here. Do you reconcile now? Wang Puchen looked at Stationmaster Xu as if inquiring, and said in a soft tone, but said undoubtedly, Stationmaster Xu, in order to facilitate comparison, the account book will be handed over to the treasury together.

He looked at Xu Tieying hiding in the dark, and smiled slightly, Brother Tieying, you still have the official title of deputy head of the investigation team of the Ministry of National Defense, just right, on behalf of the Ministry of Defense, be a witness.

The first time Xu Tieying saw Wang Puchen's real subordinate backbone, he suddenly realized that under Wang Puchen's guidance, the whirlpool of contradictions never reached the gate of the provincial-level station of the Secret Bureau in Beiping City. Wang Puchen walked calmly in front of him, and opened a bigger secret with his own hands, there was a huge secret warehouse hidden under Xishan Prison. Like Stationmaster Xu with the same surname, he was shocked by the neatly stacked dollars, silver dollars, gold bars, boxes of fuel, weapons, all kinds of cloth, clothing and equipment, and miscellaneous things. The director of the general affairs department opened the account book and took Stationmaster Xu to check it, and the two henchmen hurriedly closed the box in the back, as if they were afraid that they would be looked at.

Xu Tieying only felt that his teeth were sore, and quickly avoided the passage without looking at the mountains of treasures, but he still couldn't control the saliva gurgling out of his teeth. Wang Puchen took the initiative to hand him a cigarette, helped him light it, and said gently, Brother Tie Ying, thank you for your help today. Xu Tieying suddenly turned her head, grabbed Wang Puchen's arm, and said bitterly from between her teeth, like a lover who had been reunited for a long time but was already dying of old age, Pu Chen! In vain, in vain.

The two of them sat in the warehouse passage and smoked, Wang Puchen fell asleep, and the cigarette ash fell on the stone blue tunic and was quickly slapped off by Xu Tieying. Stationmaster Xu's eyes were shining when he came out of the warehouse with people, and he actually took the initiative to greet Xu Tieying, Director Xu, Beiping Station owes you a favor! Xu Tieying stood up, patted him on the shoulder, sighed lightly and said, Old Xu, you will understand in the future, Pu Chen treats you kindly.

Wang Puchen insisted on taking a bath before going to sleep, and told Xu Tieying before going to bed that if it was not necessary, there was no need to call him. Wang Puchen slept at breakfast and lunch, and did not wake up until the sun went down on the fifth day. Xu Tieying had already sat neatly dressed and waited by his bunk, and said kindly as if he loved the son of the Ninth Son, Brother Pu Chen, I have baked dinner for you, we can eat it on the road! Can't wait for him to get dressed and get up. Wang Puchen had prepared an old rattan box, probably with some personal clothes and the like, and locked it with just an alarm clock and two cigarettes in the drawer.

They left Xishan Prison in the dark. Wang Puchen didn't look back, and neither did Xu Tieying. The vehicle moved along the mountain road and stopped at a mountain road, Wang Puchen instructed two subordinates to wait at the foot of the mountain, and turned on the flashlight and got out of the car. Xu Tieying followed vigilantly, where to go? Wang Puchen pointed to the waning moon on the top of the mountain and said, about two miles in this direction, say goodbye to the old man. Xu Tieying immediately clamped the briefcase, grabbed Wang Puchen's arm and said, together! The mountain is high and the road is dangerous, I have to accompany you!

Wang Puchen has always been considerate, and he didn't need Xu Tieying to make excuses, so he took the initiative to walk in front and expose his back to him. The person in front of him, who was casually holding a cigarette roll, while climbing in the mountain road sensitively and steadily, easily threw himself off more than ten zhang, turned into three words, and smashed heavily on Xu Tieying's heart. The cold wind is blowing, the mountains are full of dead wood, it is a good time to kill people, his hand involuntarily put on the pistol that has been warmed by the body, but what he said was, Pu Chen, you wait for me.

Wang Puchen deliberately slowed down and let Xu Tieying catch up.

Xu Tieying really took out the gun this time, and said with a chill, Brother Pu Chen, did you hear any sound? said that he was closer to Wang Puchen. At this time, he had walked to an open place where the trees were embraced, and in the middle of the moon, Wang Puchen stopped, looked back at him, his face was as smooth as jade in the light and shadow cutting, and said indifferently, I heard it. Xu Tieying's palms were full of sweat, he clenched his hand gun, pressed against Wang Puchen back to back, and said in a flash, listen...... Doesn't it look like someone is coming here?

The director has good ears.

Xu Tieying's scalp exploded in an instant, and when he saw Sun Chaozhong who came out of the grass clearly, he had already fallen within the range of two members of the Iron and Blood Salvation Association. Xu Tieying quickly grabbed Wang Puchen's hand, obviously it was close at hand, but he grabbed it empty, and he said sharply, Pu Chen!

Wang Puchen ignored him, nodded to Sun Chaozhong and said, You are very punctual. Sun Chaozhong walked up, the two bypassed Xu Tieying, and two flashlights illuminated a new tombstone at the same time:

The tomb of Jiangxi Zengda.

Sun Chaozhong saluted the former comrade who had been sleeping in a foreign land for a long time, bowed his head in silence for a minute, and looked at Wang Puchen.

If you have any questions, just ask.

Defense...... Didn't anyone come?

Wang Puchen answered this question in silence.

General Zeng is buried here, why did you cook it?

At the Xiyuan Airport where Comrade Da committed suicide, only Xishan Prison was the closest to him, and Fang Mengao informed me.

He knew—

Presumably, he knew the time he stopped Chen Jiji from attacking the inspection team. Wang Puchen seemed to be smiling, his eyes swept over Xu Tieying, there are smart people in Beiping, where are there mysteries that can't be guessed.

Xu Tieying suddenly found that it was so damn wonderful that Wang Puchen always coughed to avoid embarrassment, but he couldn't use it, so he sneezed very neatly. Sun Chaozhong took a step forward with a standard pace, presented a page of paper to Wang Puchen with both hands, and said, This is the precise coordinate for positioning General Zeng's tomb according to your requirements. Wang Puchen didn't look at it, he directly put it in the pocket of his coat and tunic pocket, and said softly, I haven't learned topographic surveying and mapping, so it's hard for you. Comrade Da Ke's family is poor, his parents are old, and now in this situation, Mo said that Adjutant Wang, who went to his home to report the news, did not disappear halfway, and even if he received my letter, I am afraid that it will still be difficult to move back to his hometown. Comrade Chaozhong is young, if none of us can speak, it is up to you to remember the place where we can bury our comrades' bones.

Wang Puchen and Sun Chaozhong stood side by side, bowing and bidding farewell to this comrade who was not in harmony with them during his lifetime, but gained the greatest respect.

There's also a tomb there, go check it out.

Wang Puchen took the lead in walking down a dozen steps in the barren grass, gathered the flashlight on a neatly built tomb without a tombstone, and said to Sun Chaozhong that this was Cui Zhongshi's grave. After Ma Hanshan killed him by mistake, he insisted on paying for his own bones and asked Mr. Feng Shui to order an auspicious cave in Xishan and bury him here.

This time Xu Tieying had to come over, he looked at it with his hands behind his back for a long time, sighed and said, Lao Cui, Lao Cui! Respectfully bow deeply in front of Cui Zhong's stone tomb. Sun Chaozhong stood in place, the person was already trembling slightly, and he didn't make a sound after all.

Cui Zhongshi is indeed a member of the Communist Party. Wang Puchen stood up a little to avoid the smoke in his hand drifting to the grave, and said indifferently, My people were already monitoring the movements of the underground organization of the Communist Party along the train where Cui Zhongshi was about to take the train, but if he acted, he would get all the stolen goods. You killed him as an organizational plan, there is nothing wrong, it is me who is wrong. It was I, the commander of the military command station, who did not fulfill his duty.

Sun Chaozhong trembled even more, and he lowered his head to prevent anyone from seeing his expression.

Wang Puchen's slender fingers gently pressed on his shoulder, and whispered, forget it. At the grave of this communist party member, the three of us are losers.

Xu Tieying sighed and said, let's go. We are standing here, and Lao Cui is afraid that he will not welcome it.

Wang Puchen and Xu Tieying walked up first, and when they raised their eyes and looked into the distance, the huge Beiping City was hidden in darkness, almost invisible, only a vague outline. Xu Tieying pretended not to hear the suppressed whimper not far away, sighed, and left. Wang Puchen pinched out the cigarette, threw it on the ground and stepped into the soil with his feet. Xu Tieying waited for a long time and didn't hear him speak, so she sent it up and asked, Brother Pu Chen? Wang Puchen said, huh? Xu Tieying said, according to the beat of gongs and drums, it should be you who came forward to ask me for mercy and withdraw the summons. Wang Puchen waved his hand and said, I can't interfere in the affairs of the Central Union, and I don't have such a big face. Xu Tieying said affectionately, the grace of containment, how can we be considered to have shared the tribulation, right? If it weren't for your small bed, we would have a friendship that can withstand sleeping together! Wang Puchen said, if it weren't for that, no one would have saved my life. Cause and effect are entangled, why bother, how to do it.

Xu Tieying stared at him for a long time, until Sun Chaozhong had already packed up his body and mind and walked over, then he sighed and said, Pu Chen, the future is immeasurable.

1. In other words, will Xu Ju be so selfless, rushing forward at a critical juncture? In the original play, Xu Ju is also a love of money, timidity and fear of things are wooden, and it is common to be ruthless with a black heart, assuming that he is true love for Wang Meimei, he dislikes true love in his heart hahahaha. Obviously, he has a complete set of people, and he has to drag the stationmaster who pretends to be dead wherever he goes, and he is drunk to be able to memorize the stationmaster's file backwards.

2, let Meimei also be an old stationmaster riding on the head of the new stationmaster~

(≧▽≦)/ ~ Historically, the stationmaster angrily defected to the Communist Party, oh yes

3. I think of Comrade Da Da buried alone in Xishan, so sad...... As soon as Meimei and the others left, even the people who went to the grave were ......