The moment Xu Ruifeng opened his eyes with satisfaction, enough sleep seemed to make the whole world become clearer.
He saw that the rays of sunlight reflected outside the window were lengthening or shortening at will as his eyes turned, and he could also hear the sound of yellowed leaves hitting the glass with the wind in autumn...
Crunch.
Even if a wild cat steps on the tiles and makes a slight noise, it can easily determine its exact location.
After several days of peaceful sleep, Xu Ruifeng seemed to have returned to his best condition instantly. If he had been facing Zhang Hongyan at that moment, he would have been more than 80% sure that he could have taken him away without getting hurt.
"Don't pull the quilt."
Wen Wan, who was in bed, reached out and grabbed a handful of quilts to seal up the little gap that leaked out, lazily enjoying the warmth of the bed in the early morning in late autumn.
Looking at this face that was gradually getting lazier, Xu Ruifeng smiled fondly.
He seemed to understand why he could fall asleep. If he really got in touch with the Blue Clothes Club now, wouldn't he be like Wenwan and have roots? Even if he doesn't expect to be a national hero, it's not reckless, right?
get up.
After Lao Xu stuffed the corners of the quilt, he sat a casserole of lean meat porridge on the stove. Then he put a pole on his shoulders and went out with a bucket. After several trips back and forth, he filled the water tank with water.
I'm thinking it's time to install a tailpipe at home.
Yes, that thing seems to be called tap water. It is something that is plugged into the wall and the water comes out on its own when you twist it with your hand.
This will be so convenient for cleaning the urine ring after the baby is born.
Thinking of this, Xu Ruifeng was happy, and he thought of Lao Jia.
It was this old boy who thought it was better to stick his tail out, so he went to the Six Nations Hotel and stole a faucet to open everyone's eyes. When he came back, he was still squealing. He said to everyone: "Did you see it? Just push this thing against the wall."
Water comes out as soon as you insert it!"
As a result, when I got home, I dug a hole in the wall, inserted the faucet into the wall, and built it with cement. After being busy for thirteen days, I met Xu Ruifeng the next day and asked: "Old Xu, what are you doing?"
Is there a time limit for sticking your tailpipe to release water?"
Xu Ruifeng almost died laughing. He explained it to Laojia in detail. He said that if you want to get water from this thing, you must first contact the water company. After they laid the pipes and connected it to the water supply system, Laojia frowned in confusion.
raised eyebrows.
Turning around, Xu Ruifeng saw the old fake fooling his neighbor's widow Second Aunt on the side of the road: "Second Aunt, what do you think of the stick-out pipes in the city? Isn't that rare..."
Now, there is a big hole in the wall of the two houses. The widow's second aunt spit with a cold face when she saw the old fake. If he hadn't been wearing that dog's skin, the second aunt would have scratched him.
"What's silly about it?"
Wen Wan got up and saw her man standing in front of a casserole cooking porridge while smiling and asked.
"It's okay, I just couldn't remember that our family should have a stick-out tube, so I thought of Laojia."
Wen Wan took some pickled cucumbers from the sauce jar, washed them with clean water and put them on the table and said: "Tap water is not a new thing, so why is it that I have never seen anything before? If I see Xinjing like this,
There’s a flush toilet, but you’re not allowed to put your head in it to drink water?”
puff.
Xu Ruifeng couldn't hold back his joy and said: "It's true."
Suddenly, Xu Ruifeng said something subconsciously: "The quality of our citizens now really needs to be improved. Otherwise, how could we beat the Japs? Many people now hold guns and don't know how to use them. I can't help but listen to the brothers from the caravan."
As I said, the girls’ schools in the Japanese area are led by instructors to practice shooting.”
As for Wen Wan's next answer, Xu Ruifeng seemed to have taken the initiative to block it. He discovered a problem, that is, what he cared about was no longer this small family, let alone Northern Manchuria and Northeast China, but he was thinking about
'country'.
It's as if after contacting the Blue Clothes Club, he has the qualifications to worry about the country.
At that time, the melancholy and tenderness in your memory became vivid again and again in front of you, because at this second, you could also understand where that emotion came from.
"I'm full." Xu Ruifeng threw down the porridge bowl, put on a long gown and walked out of the house. Behind him was a gentle shout: "Oh, you're leaving before you finish eating."
"Don't forget to bring some leeks when you come back later. I want to eat the stuffed box."
Wen Wan poured the remaining half of Xu Ruifeng's bowl of porridge into her own bowl. She didn't notice the change in her man at all and murmured: "Isn't this a waste?"
The reason why Xu Ruifeng left in a hurry was because he was afraid that his wife would find out something.
He has felt what he needs, and his soul has a destination and is no longer confused...
…
dusk.
The old harrier closed the door of the drug store and walked alone to the most prosperous neighborhood in the city with his hands behind his back. He walked on the street where the vendors shouted, "Tie pancakes, freshly baked pancakes," "Wild vegetable dumplings, wild vegetable porridge, five big men can take care of it."
After passing by, I slowly walked toward the bustling city where bicycles, rickshaws, trams, and cars were all over the streets. When I saw the towering Liuguo Hotel in front of me, I turned around and walked across the street to a row of bars, cafes, pastries, and love restaurants.
When he came, it was like stepping from hell to heaven in one step.
Represented by Xu Ruifeng.
Jingle Bell.
When the door of Yu Shui Huan Nong Qing Guan was pushed open and the sound of wind chimes could be heard at the door, the old falcon smiled evilly and looked at the group of women sitting around the bar passing by, as if to say, 'Are you worthy of me today?'.
Of course, no one answered.
"Hey, Master Yao."
The old harrier walked to the office in the back room with ease. When he knocked on the door, Zhuyeqing turned the handle and poked his head out. When he saw the face with age spots, his voice suddenly became sweet, and he shouted something.
Lao Yao stretched out his index finger and shook his chin: "It's still so attractive."
After saying that, he stepped in directly.
Here, it was still the office he was familiar with. The carpet on the floor and the Italian calfskin sofa in the corner had not changed. Only there was an extra person at the main seat behind the desk. Behind him, there were two people standing with arms crossed.
Standing man.
As soon as they took a look at each other, the old falcon realized that the man in the middle was unusual, because he could not see the attitude in this man's eyes at all, as if he would not be shocked by anything, but the smile he tried to maintain seemed to be
Show your friendliness, as if you are determined to gain this contact.
Zhu Yeqing quickly introduced: "Well, let me introduce you two to each other. This is the well-known old falcon in Northern Manchuria, Mr. Yao;"
"This, is..." Zhuyeqing also wanted to hide it a little bit, so as to give both parties a way out when the deal couldn't be negotiated. Who knows, this person got up and walked around the desk and walked directly over to the old kite.
He stretched out his hand and said: "Shang Kun from Blue Clothes Club is currently in charge of intelligence work in Northern Manchuria."
The old harrier frowned and said inappropriately: "Isn't Mr. Shang a little aggressive?"
Is this what you should say when you meet someone?
What do you mean when you say you are from Nanjing?
Does this mean that if we spit out the word "no" today, blood will be splattered on the spot?
If not, why do those eyes show an indifference to life and death, with only the light of success or failure!
