-~The man on the rockery has a medium build, gray eyebrows and gray face, and a simple and unpretentious appearance. But even with this description, he is the most conspicuous one in a crowd because he has a pair of conspicuous eyes.
Just bare
It was so bright that ordinary people were so bright; the man was wearing a white coat, black cloth trousers, and a pair of black cloth shoes with a thousand-layer sole. He stepped diagonally on a protrusion with one foot, and stood with his hands behind his back.
The master's demeanor is undoubtedly revealed.
This person was none other than Gu Changdao, Xue Xiang's mentor in martial arts. He was a former officer of the Death Squadron. After the Battle of Huaihai, he became Xue Anyuan's guard. Before the catastrophe, he was recruited by Xue Anyuan to serve as a martial arts instructor in the Special War Brigade of the 39th Army.
Gu Changdao was a rigid person, his personality was quite similar to Kang Tong's, and he was a bit taciturn. He just criticized Xue Xiang for not working hard and criticized his shortcomings in fighting, so he rarely said a few more words. Maybe there was also the factor of a long reunion. After all, this is
It has been six or seven years since the master and apprentice separated. The young boy has grown into an Angzang young man. If his movements and body shape were not the same as when he was a child, Gu Changdao would never recognize him.
The lunch was sumptuous but simple, with four large dishes and a basin of fresh soup. Because Xue Anyuan advocated not talking during meals, he gave Vice President Wang a glass of wine at noon, and everyone took their bowls to fill the rice. This meal in silence was quite pleasant.
With the thoughts of Vice President Wang and the lame old man who was shivering all the time, and with Xue Xiang's fierce eating posture in front of him, the atmosphere was very good, and everyone who came with bread and mineral water ate very heartily.
Only Liu Ying'er didn't seem to be in high spirits. She held the bowl, sipped the rice in small sips, and rarely picked up vegetables. When Xue Anyuan just put down her chopsticks, she immediately put down the bowl, politely said goodbye, and went back to the room. Xue Xiang knew who his sweetheart was.
Like this. But now Xue An is far away and Gu Changdao meets for the first time. This is not the time for children to love each other.
After lunch, the lame old man sneaked back to his room. Vice-President Wang seemed to be very interested in the southern customs, but Xue Xiang could not accompany him. To apologize, he asked the orderly to drive Vice-President Wang out for a leisurely trip.
He and Gu Changdao left the villa and wandered in the mountains, talking.
"Lao Gu, when did you come here? I always thought you were in the 39th Army and came to Lingnan?" The two stopped under a welcoming pine tree. There was a cool breeze here and the view was wide. It was right.
It’s a good place to enjoy the scenery and chat.
"Well, I heard from the chief that there might be a war, so I came here." Gu Changdao stared into the distance. His voice was light, but Xue Xiang could hear the murderous intention hidden in his words.
But it was said that Gu Changdao was only ten years younger than Xue Anyuan, and he was already forty-seven or eighty years old now. When he was fighting the Japanese, he was too young to catch up. When he was fighting the old Americans, because Xue Anyuan didn't catch up, he naturally didn't make it.
. He has been fighting civil wars all his life. Now that the martyr is in his twilight years and his ambition is particularly strong, he finally has the last chance to participate in the war against foreign nations. How can he not be excited?
"Are you going to play in person?" Xue Xiang was shocked. Gu Changdao was almost 50 years old. Although he was superb in Chinese martial arts and had plenty of physical strength, he had to brave a hail of bullets when carrying a gun. It's not like you can dodge bullets if you know Chinese martial arts.
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Seemingly sensing Xue Xiang's worry, Gu Changdao forced out a smile: "I guess he's still doing what he's doing, leading a group of people to infiltrate the lower post."
Xue Xiang understood that it was special operations. He put his mind down a little and fought in small groups. For a master of Chinese martial arts like Gu Changdao, the risk was much lower. He asked again: "Kang Tong and the others, you are also here."
Responsible for training?”
Gu Changdao nodded but did not answer.
The master and the apprentice were good drinking buddies, but they were not easy chat companions. They could not exchange a few words before they fell silent. Fortunately, Xue Xiang was prepared. He took out two bottles of Erguotou and one wrapped in roast chicken from his shoulder bag.
The two of them sat down under the Matsushita and started drinking peanuts in oil paper bags. They drank until the sun set over the western mountains and the sky was filled with red clouds, and then they helped each other go back.
Early the next morning, staff from the Foreign Affairs Department came to deliver the passes in person and pick people up on the ship. Originally, Xue Anyuan was busy training the troops, but it was Xue Xiang's arrival that made him hastily spare a day to accompany him. Now, naturally, he had no time to kiss.
After sending him into the boat, Gu Changdao said that he had never been to the other side of the water and wanted to see the colorful world of capital. After many years of separation, he met Gu Changdao again. Xue Xiang also wanted to meet this professor.
My mentor would like to stay together for a few more days, and he would not hesitate to do so.
The car transferred from Yangcheng to Pengcheng, and then took a boat from Pengcheng. After more than two hours, we landed ashore and went through customs inspection. Because there was a signboard of xhuashe, the whole journey was extremely smooth. 12 am
When we clicked, we arrived at No. 327 Queen's Road, where the Hong Kong Island X China branch is located.
The person who received Xue Xiang and his entourage was a soldier who called himself Battalion Commander Hao. Upon further inquiry, he found out that the guards of the Xhua Society were all dispatched by the Lingnan Military Region. Xue Xiang's trip was a private matter, and he had to do something.
The dirty work of privately selling national cultural relics is naturally not willing to deal with the public, so it is just right for him to be received by "one of our own", Battalion Commander Hao.
It turned out that Battalion Commander Hao did answer the call from Xue Anyuan's office, but after all he could only be responsible for reception and guidance, and arranging accommodation was beyond his ability. So, under the guidance of Battalion Commander Hao, the group chose a hotel called Shengye
3-star hotel and settled in.
After everyone settled down, Xue Xiang asked Vice President Wang and Lame Laosan to rest in the room. He took the map of Hong Kong Island and asked Hao Yingchang what famous hospitals there were on Hong Kong Island. Then, he asked Liu Ying'er to take care of Dabao in the room.
, he and Gu Changdao went to the hospital to consult about the surgery. As for Battalion Commander Hao, who had official duties, he left a phone number, saying that he was calling this if he had anything to do, and he would be sure to call someone, so he left.
Xue Xiang had been in the car all the way and was busy taking care of Dabao. Xue Xiang never had the chance to take a good look at Hong Kong in the late 1970s. This time after leaving the hotel, he and Gu Changdao called a taxi and sat in the car.
Then I looked out the window and took in the streets of Hong Kong Island in this era.
From the late 1970s to the early 1980s, it was a period of rapid economic development on Hong Kong Island, which focused on the prosperity of all industries and prosperity of the people. On the streets, people were coming and going, and traffic was flowing. This was the economic environment at this time.
The best reflection.
The bustling crowds, colorful clothes, tall buildings, and the endless flow of traffic made not only Gu Changdao's eyes wide open, but also Xue Xiang, the later generation who opened his eyes, was also calmed down.
In his previous life, Xue Xiang had hardly left the Forty-Nine Cities, let alone come to Hong Kong Island. However, the street market in front of him was clearly at a level of development that could only be found in ordinary cities in mainland China in the 21st century. It can be seen that Hong Kong Island is now
How rapid the development must be.
Along the way, Xue Xiang didn't talk much, only concentrating on admiring the scenery. Gu Changdao suddenly started to talk a lot. One moment, he said, "The capital of a bitch is so ****", and the other moment, "Half of that woman's breasts are exposed."
What's going on outside?" I heard the driver in front of me scoff and laugh.
It should be said that in Xue's previous life, he had a classmate from Lingnan who was in the same room at Peking University. He learned a lot of Cantonese from him. It happened that at the time when he was studying, Hong Kong movies were very popular. Because all the movies he watched were pirated discs and there were no Mandarin dubbings.
After going back and forth, he had a good grasp of Cantonese. Therefore, he declined Battalion Commander Hao's proposal to provide a tour guide. He was the one who took the initiative in taking taxis before.
But he said that this middle-aged driver had been driving for decades, traveling all over the country, and was extremely proficient in various dialects. Naturally, he was also proficient in Mandarin. At this time, Xue Xiang and the two of them were muttering in Mandarin in the car, and the middle-aged driver naturally noticed that he
The two of them were mainlanders. They also heard Gu Changdaodao's pedantic and earthy words, and the middle-aged driver couldn't help but feel happy.
After the middle-aged driver finished enjoying himself, he suddenly remembered the identity of the two of them. He hurriedly shut his mouth, turned around and said sorry in Mandarin. To say that this driver was so courteous and courteous is not to say that the people from Hong Kong at this time
The quality is extremely high, and it does not mean that mainlanders enjoy special treatment when they come to Hong Kong. There is another reason.
It turns out that nowadays, mainlanders are mostly called "big circle boys" in Hong Kong, but these are all called "big circle boys" behind their backs, and they are rarely called "big circle boys" in person. Let's talk about the origin of this "big circle boy" first. It is nothing more than a mockery of mainlanders.
They looked embarrassed as they smuggled across the country with tires on them. But at that time, these gangs were able to sneak across the border and dared to do so.
Those who cross are all brave and mentally resolute. After smuggling across the border, they quickly form a gang on Hong Kong Island, known as the "Big Circle Gang". They are famous for their unity and loyalty and their ruthless attacks. Suddenly, they are unparalleled in power.
Naturally, people in Hong Kong dare not make fun of "Big Circle Boy" in person.
Xue Xiang and the two didn't know what was going on, so it was okay to talk. They also saw that the middle-aged driver seemed to be very talkative, and he had to go to many hospitals later. They were afraid of trouble when changing cars, and it was rare that this driver could speak Mandarin, so they got in the car.
They agreed on a chartered car. When the driver saw Xue Xiang readily taking out nearly a hundred Hong Kong dollars, he felt happy and became friendly in his words. He actually turned into a tour guide and introduced the local scenery to the two of them.
With acquaintances to guide us, things were done quickly and quickly. I visited all the hospitals marked on the map in more than three hours. The reason why I visited them all is not that there are no hospitals that can do Dabao's surgery, but that there are many hospitals that can do it.
, Xue Xiang was selecting the best hospital with the highest surgical success rate, and finally chose the most famous Elizabeth Hospital on Hong Kong Island.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, Xue Xiang and Gu Changdao returned to the hotel. Because the middle-aged driver pleased them so much, Xue Xiang simply threw out a wad of money and hired the driver and the car.
Because Dabao's illness could not be delayed for long, Dabao was admitted to Elizabeth Hospital at six o'clock in the evening. Xue reported his identity as a mainland tourist to here, and took out the pass issued by the X China Branch. Not only was he not discriminated against, but he was
It was a great courtesy. The hospital replied that they would be preparing for the surgery tomorrow. They also said that the success rate of the surgery was very high, but the rehabilitation treatment would take two to three years. Finally, they politely informed me that the surgery fee plus rehabilitation treatment would probably cost over 100,000 Hong Kong dollars.
Hearing this, Xue Xiang stopped the doctor's words, paid 10,000 Hong Kong dollars, and said he would do the surgery first. The doctor stopped being wordy. Seeing how happy he was, he was probably a man who didn't care about money. He was just a mainlander.
People are so rich now. Isn’t it nonsense that the newspapers keep saying that there is not enough food and clothing over there?
If Xue Xiang knew that the doctor had already made a fortune out of him, he would have fallen to the ground.
This time when he went to Hong Kong, Xue Xiang brought 10,000 yuan, and the remaining 2,000 yuan was left at home and given to Xue Lin for daily household expenses. However, this 10,000 yuan was nothing more than the Lingnan Foreign Affairs Office.
More than 25,000 Hong Kong dollars were exchanged (Hong Kong dollars are also counted as foreign exchange reserves and are extremely difficult to convert, so an exchange rate of one to three will not work).
Staying in a hotel, renting a car, and eating together have cost me three thousand yuan. Now I have spent another ten thousand yuan in surgery fees. The remaining money will not last for a few days. The most urgent thing is to sell paintings.
Already.
ps: The transitional chapter is indeed boring. I'll speed up. Coming to Hong Kong is not a whim, but a necessity. If you think about it carefully, you will understand. This plot will end tomorrow, don't worry. In addition, please vote for recommendations to save lives.
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