Hearing this sudden knock on the door, Song Fuguo winked at Fan Qi.
Fan Qi walked behind the door and asked loudly, "Who is it?"
"Little brother, it's me." A middle-aged man's voice came, "My son is ignorant and he's making a big fuss. I've disturbed your boss' rest. I'll apologize."
Fan Qi looked at Song Fuguo. At this time, Song Fuguo had already picked up the book in his hand, and he nodded.
With a creak, Fan Qi opened the door.
"Boss Liu, please...you are..." Fan Qi was surprised when he looked at the 'Boss Liu' standing outside the door.
Boss Liu was holding a thin rope in his hand and seemed to be a pastry gift, standing at the door with a smile.
"My brother is ignorant, so I'll apologize." Boss Liu held the gift and looked into the cabin. Then he saw Song Fuguo. He put down the gift and clasped his fists, "This is Boss Tang, I'm sorry to disturb you to rest."
"A few trivial matters, Boss Liu is too polite." Song Fuguo put down the book in his hand, got out of the bed, and said with his fists.
"Oh, Boss Tang, you rest, you rest." Boss Liu said quickly, "Don't disturb Boss Tang's rest, see you again, see you again."
As he said that, he clasped his fists again, and Song Fuguo quickly clasped his fists and returned the gift.
"Boss Liu won't sit down and drink a tea?"
"No, no, next time, next time."
Boss Liu bowed to Fan Qi again, "Little brother, stay, stay."
Fan Qi was naturally enthusiastic and sent Boss Liu out. The two of them chatted in the corridor outside for a while before giving up.
...
The boss Liu suddenly appeared, "apologized" and then left suddenly.
Song Fuguo's expression was a little solemn, and he was thinking.
"Boss." Fan Qi reported, "Only Boss Liu is the only one, and no one else comes out."
Then he saw Song Fuguo frowning and thinking, and asked, "Boss, do you think there is any problem?"
"It's not good." Song Fuguo shook his head, "It's reasonable to say that it's a plea to apologize. Shandong people value the gifts."
As he said that, he sat beside the bed, "But, if you want to say something wrong, it seems to be a bit too."
If the other party found an excuse to check out the site, it could not be completely ruled out.
Another point is that the other party is a merchant from Shandong, which is enough to arouse Song Fuguo's vigilance.
He said that Shandong people value etiquette, loyalty, and do things in particular. This is his true words. Shandong has produced heroes since ancient times.
However, Shandong is now an occupied area, and the other party may be a merchant or a traitor.
Like many occupied areas across the country, there are Shandong heroes who would rather die than surrender and rise up to resist, and there are also traitors who forgot their ancestors and defected to the Japanese.
In the 17th year of the Republic of China, when the Japanese invaded Jinan and caused the May 3rd tragedy, a group of old warlords led by Ma Liang, frustrated politicians and scoundrels were willing to rebel and organized the so-called maintenance meeting.
Last year, Japan launched a full-scale war of aggression against China, and Han fled without a fight, and the Japanese army successfully advanced to Jinan.
He Supu, Zhang Xingwu and others from Jinan Taoist Court organized a group of rascals to welcome the Japanese army into the city.
Soon, the Japanese army headed south, leaving only a few garrisons in Jinan City, and the social order was chaotic. Japanese spies invited Ma Liang and Zhu Guishan to establish a maintenance meeting at the end of last year. Ma and Zhu served as chief and vice presidents respectively.
Thus, many old warlords and bandits saw the power of role models and defected to the Japanese, willing to be traitors.
Of course, there are traitors, more heroes and heroes who stand up and resist aggression to the death.
Since Shandong fell last year, and today, in less than a year, dozens of anti-Japanese uprisings have occurred in Shandong, some of which were led by the Red Party and some were instigated by the Secret Service of the Lixing Society.
However, most of them were initiated by the leaders of the Red Party, which is impossible. The Red Party is best at "inspiring".
Not only good men, but even women also took up weapons to resist the Japanese invasion.
Even last year, the Japanese army occupied Yijiyuan in Jinan (not a typo), and the women in Jiyuan had already committed suicide before the Japanese army broke in. All these miserable women could do before their death in their lives was to "not give the little Japanese enjoyment."
...
Song Fuguo looked at Fan Qi and said, "Take it to me."
Fan Qi then wrapped the kraft paper and handed the gift tied with a thin rope to Song Fuguo.
Song Fuguo wore gloves, took the gift, and carefully opened it.
"This is the three-dao of Mi in Shan County." Song Fuguo smiled and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He asked Fan Qi, "How many people are they?"
"Five adults, four men and one woman, and the woman brings a boy's doll." Fan Qi said.
"Boy," Song Fuguo nodded. He looked through his suitcase, but in the end he couldn't bear to see this one, and he couldn't bear to see that one. It was not a matter of money. These were all gifts he carefully selected for his nephew and granddaughter.
So Song Fuguo put on his coat, put on a hat, and held a civilized stick in his hand. He planned to go to the cruise shop to buy some melon seeds, peanuts, licorice and plums and other snacks.
...
"Brother, do you need to go up and apologize?"
"What? You're making trouble yourself and disturbing your neighbor's rest. Shouldn't you apologize?"
"I'm not saying no, it's just."
"Just what?" Boss Liu glared at his third brother.
"It's just that honey-three sword, the doll has already swallowed."
"You have to apologize when you come to the door and always get some decent gifts." Boss Liu said in a deep voice, "Mi Sandao is famous in our Shan County, and both adults and children like it."
"You also know that adults and children like it." The third brother muttered, and finally stopped saying anything.
Boss Liu frowned and showed a thoughtful expression. After about a minute, a smile appeared on his face.
Then, Boss Liu looked at the man sitting cross-legged on the bed, "Teacher, how are you doing with my third brother?"
The man looked about fifties, holding a thread-bound book in his hand and reading with relish.
After hearing this, he put down the book in his hand and looked at his two students.
Instead of answering the question first, he asked directly, "Didn't I say, don't come to my room if you're fine?"
"Teacher, you are here alone, we are worried about your safety." Boss Liu said.
"What danger can be there? You live next to me." The teacher shook his head.
"Please comment, teacher." The third brother couldn't help but say.
"You two pushed the door open and you were wrong," the teacher said coldly.
"Teacher, the student is puzzled." Boss Liu said.
"What are your identities?" the teacher asked.
"Pretended to be a Shandong merchant." Boss Liu said.
"What is my identity?" the teacher asked.
"Teacher, you are a university professor, a famous writer and archaeological expert in the empire." said Boss Liu.
"What are you, a fur guy, come to me, an archaeological expert?" The teacher snorted coldly, "Silly."
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