On the west side of the first floor of the National Government Building on Yuehua Road is Deputy Director Gong's office of the Director of the Second Bureau of the Party Department. The interior is simple and spacious, and the tall Western-style floor-to-ceiling windows let in the outdoor sunlight, making people feel a little warm.
"Xiaoyi, come here."
Deputy Director Gong, who was sitting behind the large desk, raised his head and brushed a few strands of his naturally drooping hair, making his smooth forehead even more fair and moist: "Sit down, you have to fill out this form, as detailed as possible.
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An Yi sat on the reception chair in front of the table, looked at the four treasures of the study on the table, pointed to the celadon pen holder: "Can you lend me a pen?"
Deputy Director Gong smiled slightly, picked up the pen and handed it to An Yi: "I didn't expect that Xiao Yi is a new young man. Many of you working in the commercial bank are accustomed to using pens. It is easy to carry and the writing speed is much faster. Here!"
An Yi smiled honestly: "Maybe I'm an exception. I can't write well with calligraphy and I'm still practicing."
Deputy Director Gong's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at An Yi carefully filling out the form with a smile. Her eyes were as gentle as water, revealing the slightest care. The beautiful lips under her straight and beautiful nose were slightly closed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.
With a slight smile, her beautiful and slightly tilted chin is as white as jade, and her whole person looks dignified, beautiful, gentle and quiet. If it weren't for the young woman's high bun, no one would believe that this is a thirty-one-year-old person.
, let alone believe that this young woman with a slim figure can be the deputy director of the Confidential Bureau of the Kuomintang Party Headquarters.
Her eyes moved from An Yi's pen tip to his slender fingers, then from his fingers to his clean and tidy dark blue youth clothes, and finally stopped between the tip of An Yi's nose and eyebrows. She had never seen anyone with such a unique charm.
The young man has soft but very clear lines on his tightly closed lips, a tall and straight nose, and a slight vertical line in the middle of the lower part of his slightly long chin. The outline is clear, and there is a faint air of perseverance and perseverance.
Especially An Yi's focused eyes gave her a sense of pleasure from the first sight. It was rare for a man to have such delicate long eyelashes, but paired with a pair of slightly upturned long eyelashes of suitable shades.
Behind the eyebrows, such delicate eyebrows have no sense of weakness, but reveal a sense of heroism and vitality. All these, combined with An Yi's tall body and slightly deep and gentle voice, make this person look dignified and gentle.
, the strange woman with a persistent and determined heart felt extremely kind and even a little loved, just like looking at her biological brother. Before this, she had only learned about such a complex and strange feeling from romance works. This wonderful feeling suddenly
Appearing on her body made her feel slightly surprised and a little confused.
"Here, please."
An Yi screwed on the pen cap and politely pushed the form in front of Deputy Director Gong with both hands.
Deputy Director Gong's eyes were a little flustered, but he quickly regained his composure. He stretched out his hand to pick up the form and looked at it with a smile. The neat and neat fonts that looked like printing surprised her: "It's so beautiful! Xiaoyi, you are fooling me."
Is that eldest sister? You speak so poorly of yourself with such good calligraphy. I really thought you had never gone to school. Look, even graduates from prestigious universities cannot write such neat and beautiful imitation Song Dynasty traditional Chinese characters.
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An Yi explained embarrassedly: "Actually, this is related to my profession. When I started as an apprentice, I looked at the design drawings of spare parts under the guidance of the master. After I became proficient, the master taught me step by step, and I slowly learned how to draw and write the processing procedures. I was strict from the beginning.
My master asked me to write in a regular format and not be sloppy at all. Over time, it became a habit. I can't write with calligraphy. The old master said that my calligraphy is like a bone that a dog has chewed, without meat. "
Deputy Director Gong pursed his lips and smiled: "It's so funny, how can it be described like this? Who is the Taoist you are talking about? It can't be from a Taoist temple, right?"
"No, no! That's one of my elders. I fell ill and fell unconscious just after I arrived in Guangzhou. It was he and another brother named Luo Shaodong who cured me. The elder's name is Lao Shoudao, who lives in Nanjing.
There is a fortune-telling stall in the alley next to Hongfa Silk Store on Dida Road, and I usually call him Lao Tao." An Yi explained in detail.
Deputy Director Gong nodded. In fact, in the past month and a half, she had asked her subordinates to have an in-depth understanding of An Yi in order to find An Yi. She was very aware of the current situation of the veteran. She also knew Dongzi, who worked as a clerk in the garment factory of the Guangzhou Provincial Civil Affairs Bureau.
Party flag. She had been to that garment factory, and after being reminded by her subordinates, she quietly observed the honest and diligent Dongzi. She was quite impressed. However, she did not criticize her. Instead, she stood up, leaned out, pointed to the line of birthplace on the form, and spoke softly.
Asked: "Xiao Yi, this 'Sichuan Dujiangyan' is not standardized. Dujiangyan is a dam, not a place name. It should be Guanxian County, Sichuan. There is also a column for immediate family members. Your father An Shiping wrote it correctly, why didn't your mother write it?
superior?"
"Oh? This... I'm confused."
An Yi quickly picked up the pen and unscrewed the cap. A breeze blew, and a strand of hair caressed the tip of An Yi's high nose. A burst of orchid fragrance penetrated into his nose and penetrated into his heart and lungs, making him feel dizzy and unable to concentrate.
Those slender hairs swayed again, and the ends of the hair just got into his nose. Under the stimulation, An Yi let out a "haha", which shocked Deputy Director Gong. He saw the pen in An Yi's hand.
She only realized her embarrassment when it fell on the table. Her pretty face turned red and she immediately picked up the pen: "Just tell me, I'll fill it in for you."
An Yi suppressed his excitement: "Deputy Director Gong, I...I don't have a mother, I was...picked up by my father from the edge of the trash can outside a clinic, so..."
Deputy Director Gong was startled, and felt very sad when he saw the faint pain in An Yi's eyes: "So it's like this...I understand. Sister, please correct it for you."
Deputy Director Gong used a pen to modify his place of birth, added dozens of words in the lower two columns, stood up and walked out of the door: "Xiaoyi, please sit down for a while, I will help you with it in a minute. If you are thirsty, add water yourself. If you want to drink tea,
There is a jar of West Lake Longjing on the cabinet, you're welcome!"
An Yi did not add water or make tea, but silently looked at this simple and bright office. Sun Yat-sen's handwritten words "The World is Common" were hung on the white wall in the middle. A row of bookcases on the left were filled with books. There were several
This is a foreign language book. The row of iron cabinets on the right are neatly arranged and all are tightly closed. Two pots of lush and strong evergreens are dotted behind the Western-style leather sofa and on the mahogany shelves in the corner. The whole space looks elegant and simple yet energetic. There is no female office at all.
A little bit of powdery smell.
After taking a sip of boiled water and gently putting down the tea cup, An Yi turned his eyes to the desk again. He glanced at a six-inch mahogany photo frame on the left and immediately became interested. He carefully took the photo frame and looked at it carefully. One wearing a rimless
An Yi was quite surprised by the sideways black and white photo of a man wearing glasses and a three-piece dark suit. He found that the man in the photo with a sincere, elegant and handsome smile was somewhat similar to himself, which was incredible. He took a closer look.
With a line of small words in the lower corner, An Yi immediately knew the name and identity of the man in the photo: In memory of his beloved wife, Ming Yang, in San Francisco in the spring of 1913.
Deputy Director Gong's footsteps were heard outside the door. An Yi quickly put the photo frame back in place, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Deputy Director Gong had already seen An Yi's actions. She calmly returned to her seat and put a leather envelope in front of An Yi: "It's done, you don't have to worry about your identity in the future."
An Yi picked up the envelope and opened it: "So fast? Don't you need to go to the household registration section of the police station?"
"It's a special matter, take a good look at it. It needs to be kept well. It's very troublesome to reissue it." Deputy Director Gong couldn't help but glance at her husband's portrait, then picked up the teacup and refilled it with water.
An Yi took out the rough-printed piece of cardboard and looked at it carefully. He found that his address had changed to the alley address behind the "Taichang" trading company. It was the warehouse in the backyard of the trading company, and his place of birth, Xichuan Guan County. These were listed clearly one by one, and the certificate was issued.
The agency happened to be the Nandi Police Station. An Yi thanked him gratefully: "Thank you, Deputy Director Gong, I finally say goodbye to the days of being a black man."
Deputy Director Gong heard this and laughed: "It's very interesting to hear what you say. It's always surprising and novel. Even though you said you haven't read a book, my eldest sister still doesn't believe it. You must have a lot to hide.
Follow me...forget it, it's up to you."
"Sister, is Nanti Branch the same branch where brother Li Tiekui works?" An Yi didn't want to say more about himself.
Deputy Director Gong returned to his seat: "Exactly, your brother Li is a very amazing sharpshooter. In the dark, few people have the ability to kill a fragrant head fifty meters away with just one shot. Although he was born in Sichuan,
He was a member of the Pao Ge Gang in Shu, but he had followed several senior members of the Tongmen Association in Sichuan as bodyguards very early on. Later, he chose to stay in Guangzhou due to internal splits. I got to know him after the last incident at the dock, and I thought he was a talented person who wanted to transfer him to Guangzhou.
Our party headquarters came, but Director Wu Tiecheng was unwilling to let him go, saying that the security situation in Guangzhou city required more police force. Your brother Li is a rare shooting instructor. Now he has been transferred to the military and police training camp in the East Campus and has been officially promoted to sergeant.
Rank of lieutenant."
An Yi nodded: "No wonder I haven't seen him for a long time."
After saying this, An Yi was silent and didn't know what to say. He hesitated for a moment and wanted to leave, but accidentally looked at the photo frame: "You were not here just now. I looked at the photo. The person in the photo is very handsome.
Very easy-going, like a professor who studied abroad..."
Deputy Director Gong glanced at the photo and turned to An Yi: "This is my husband Li Mingyang, one of the last batch of overseas students sent by the Qing government to study mechanics. His hometown is in Shaoxing, Zhejiang, very close to the home of the heroine Qiu Jin, who is also Sun
Mr. Sun was an early member of the Tongmenghui. After returning to China, he devoted himself to the revolutionary cause and developed many revolutionaries in Zhejiang. Mr. Sun valued him very much and brought him around many times. He always said that he still needed more practice. Ten years ago, just before our
In the second month after his marriage, he was killed by the Beiyang government..."
An Yi was shocked: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry Deputy Director Gong, I didn't mean it, I didn't know..."
"fine."
Deputy Director Gong pretended to open a drawer and secretly wiped away the overflowing tears. After a while, he took out a brand new black fountain pen made in Germany. When he stood up, he was already smiling: "Come on, Xiaoyi, your handwriting is so good, eldest sister."
If I don’t have anything to give you, I’ll give you a pen. This was given to our party headquarters by the German Embassy last time. The quality is very good. I heard that the tip of the pen is made of real gold and is inlaid with a thin diamond. It is very wear-resistant. I have
I already have one, take this one."
"No, no! I can't ask for it. I don't know how to thank you enough for getting the ID card..."
"Obey! Come here!"
Deputy Director Gong stepped forward and inserted the pen into An Yi's jacket pocket: "It looks much better this way. The youth outfit needs to be paired with a pen to make it look more elegant."
An Yi could only accept it gratefully, and then he had an idea to think of a way to repay: "Deputy Director Gong may not know that I originally had a pen in my coat pocket. One day the eldest sister in the store said that I looked like a college student. I was so excited.
Then I borrowed the pen from the accountant Jiu Shu and plugged it in, and walked out of the business to see how passers-by would react. As a result, a girl from the Provincial Normal University who was passing by saw me plugging in the two pens and looked up in admiration and asked me which school I was from.
Professor, this made me so happy! I immediately ran back to the backyard and asked Manager Ou to borrow his pens and plug them in. I thought, three pens, this time others can’t call me a great writer when they see me? So I plugged in three pens.
The pen went out and stood on the road again, and a group of young students passing by immediately gathered around it. The scene was very grand at that time, guess what?"
"What's wrong?"
Deputy Director Gong found it very interesting, and his eyes sparkled with smiles.
An Yi sighed exaggeratedly: "Men and women gathered around me enthusiastically and took out their own pens and handed them to me. I am so proud to see such a touching scene! I feel that everyone regards me as some big celebrity.
They wanted me to sign as a souvenir, so I immediately loudly ordered: Come one by one, don’t be in a hurry. I was shocked when everyone told their true feelings. They said: Master, my pen is broken, please fix it for me! You see, everyone
Think of me as a pen repairer."
Director Gong was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. The more he thought about it, the funnier he felt. In the end, he covered his stomach with laughter and bent down and almost fell down. He barely held on to the table and laughed until tears shed. An Yi was really afraid that she would be scared to death.
Stand close to her just in case.
For a while, Gong Meiren, who was smiling so beautifully that her temples were swaying, gasped hard, coughed and straightened up, her fair left hand tightly covering her flat belly that hurt from laughter, and her right hand couldn't help but hold a pink fist and hit An Yi: "You
This little scoundrel... you are going to laugh me to death, big sister... Haha... you are laughing me to death... You bad guy, I didn't expect that you look so honest on the outside, but you have so many ghosts hidden in your belly... I won't take care of you.
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An Yi happily received a few punches: "I regret it, I regret it!"
"Pfft...what are you regretting? You're so glib..."
Deputy Director Gong finally calmed down, his beautiful eyes were clear, and he looked at An Yi with a charming smile: "In all these years, eldest sister has never been so happy as today. Xiao Yi, thank you."
"No, no... um... it's getting late. Deputy Director Gong is busy with official duties, so I'll take my leave first. Thank you, thank you!" An Yi bowed politely.
Deputy Director Gong hurriedly stopped him, took out a business card from the small wooden box on the table and handed it to him: "Xiaoyi, it's not easy for you to be alone in a foreign land with no relatives or friends. If you need my help for anything in the future, just come.
Looking for eldest sister. Also, we are all old acquaintances, so don’t be so quarrelsome. From now on, you can just call me eldest sister.”
"How is this possible? No, I'm just a young man from a trading company... not suitable, haha! Thank you very much, Deputy Director Gong, I will never forget your help to me in my life. You go ahead, I see someone standing at the door, probably waiting
Yours, I... take leave!" After An Yi finished speaking, he bowed again, turned around and strode away, not daring to look at the sadness and expectation in Gong Meiren's eyes again.
Aunt Zhong, who was nearly fifty years old, came in with a stack of documents. Seeing the disappointed look in Gong Meiren's eyes, she smiled slightly: "Daughter, I have never heard you laugh so freely and heartily. Tell me any interesting stories."
Gong Meiren took the document and returned to her seat, asked Aunt Zhong to sit down and said helplessly: "The young man who left just now is the An Yi I told you about last time. This guy is not simple. He has a lot of mechanical knowledge, and also
He has skilled driving skills, but never shows off. Our old friend Mr. Ou Yaoting thinks highly of him and gives him a generous income every month. However, this guy wears simple and unassuming clothes. At first, I thought he was too poor and refused.
Spending money, but he didn’t hesitate to spend half a month’s wages to entertain his poor brothers who were studying in Huangpu. I just applied for him an identity card, and he was so grateful that he told me a joke about a pen.
, I was so happy that I couldn’t help myself, but he was unwilling to call me “big sister” when I asked him to. Although he had a humble smile on his face, I seemed to see a deep warning in his eyes. Alas! He probably already knew that I was like this.
What does the Second Bureau of the Party Headquarters do? I have some scruples and don’t want to get close to him."
Aunt Zhong adjusted her reading glasses: "So smart? How old are you? Remember you said he had just turned 18 and turned 19, where did this scheming come from? I think you are overly worried, maybe he is young and has a low reputation?"
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"No, Aunt Zhong, I have a hunch that this kid is anything but simple. There are not many eighteen-year-olds who are as calm and mature as him, and they don't have his quick thinking and quick reactions. I don't know how much stuff he has in his belly."
, but I can be sure that he must have received a good education. If it is not a formal education, he must have followed a famous teacher. Otherwise, how can he have such education and intelligence? I must dig hard. If I can recruit him into our confidential bureau, I will only
It takes a few years of training to be able to stand alone, and talents are rare..."