Buddhist monks in the late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 1172 Hello, Li Si

Lao Zhao told the truth: "No, I don't miss you."

"..."

Gail Russell's expression froze: "I think about you every day."

The implication is: I miss you every day, why don’t you miss me?

But I couldn't ask after all.

Ganfan came back from outside, shook off the snow on his body, and called out to her twice to say hello.

“Ganfan…” Gail Russell ran over and hugged Ganfan.

Gan Fan sneezed and pushed her away in disgust.

Gail Russell is still shy at heart, but she is no longer socially anxious.

She used to earn $50 a week, but now she can get paid by the film.

Her parents and her older brother still wanted to control her, so she followed Zhao Chuanxin's instructions and kept poking her parents with soft nails, which gradually made them lose their temper.

But her elder brother still pestered her and used moral blackmail on her just to get some money.

When Zhao Chuanxin was cooking, she hugged him from behind.

"Let go, can't you see I'm cooking?"

"Do not."

She held on and wouldn't let go.

The muscles on Zhao Chuanxin's back were like waves, surging layer by layer. Gail Russell was shocked and stepped back involuntarily. He looked at Zhao Chuanxin's back in astonishment, suspecting that it was all an illusion.

This man is so mysterious, so mysterious that it's maddening.

In the evening, Zhao Chuanxin read the newspaper in a recliner next to the fireplace.

Rumors in the newspapers speculated why Zhao Nianzhen suddenly disappeared when he was at the peak of his career.

Some people said that she was kidnapped by a gangster and kept as a concubine, while others said that she was under too much pressure and drank too much, which led to her mental breakdown...

Zhao Chuanxin turned to the other side to read other news.

Gail Russell had just gone to her room, tidied herself up, and hurried to the living room.

She turned on the TV to watch a program, and inched her butt towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Then he exhaled into Zhao Chuanxin's ear: "Why are you ignoring me?"

"Are you a child? Do you still need adult attention?"

"Old man, am I not just a child in front of you?"

"Go up to the side."

Gail Russell mustered the courage to unload.

She could only change the subject and ask, "Your house is so warm, is the fireplace so hot?"

Of course, there is heat source gems for heating, and the geothermal pipes are laid densely, so how can it not be warm?

Old Zhao was afraid that Zhao Nianzhen would be cold.

The fireplace is just a decoration.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored her.

However, this side of the newspaper published gossip about Gail Russell.

Newspapers claimed that Gail Russell and John Wayne were having an affair.

John Wayne was in the process of divorcing his wife.

Gail Russell said quickly, "Don't believe this. John is a good man. He just wants to help me. There is nothing between us."

Zhao Chuanxin turned the newspaper over and said, "It's none of my business."

Gail Russell was choked and rolled his eyes.

night.

The night lights on each step of the stairs are on, and there is a dim indicator light for the bathroom in the corridor.

Zhao Chuanxin's bedroom door was pushed open. Gail Russell hesitated, trembling with fear, and slowly groped to the bed. Then, he mustered up his courage, slid into the quilt, and entangled himself with her.

As a result, I ended up being lonely.

no one.

The courage I mustered up again disappeared without a trace.

She wanted to get up and go back to her room, but when she smelled the odor of Zhao Chuanxin's room, she didn't want to leave.

Zhao Chuanxin has no body odor, his endocrine balance is stable, and the hypothalamus, pituitary gland, thyroid axis, hypothalamus and adrenal axis accurately regulate hormone synthesis.

Just like Benjamin and dry rice, you should supplement what you lack and control the redundant absorption, and you will be incredibly healthy.

Sometimes, no taste is also a taste.

Gail Russell was obsessed with it.

……

Zhao Chuanxin went fishing at Lake Lowell, a hundred kilometers away.

There were more than a dozen young people camping in the snow by the lake, laughing and drinking around a campfire. In the middle of winter, they were playing guitar like fools, their fingers numb from the cold.

When they saw Zhao Chuanxin carrying a bucket of water, they stopped talking about the guitar, their laughter became quieter, and they all looked at him curiously.

"What does this man do?"

"He's not a pervert, is there any good person who comes to the lake with a bucket in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Chuanxin ignored them, carried the bucket into the frozen lake, and soon disappeared into the night.

The group of young people continued to sing and dance.

When Zhao Chuanxin chiseled a hole in the ice, there was no need for bait at all, as all the fish in the lake crowded around the hole to breathe.

Zhao Chuanxin used a wooden pole with a four-claw hook to reach into the water. With a precise thrust, he hooked a 40-centimeter-long largemouth black bass by its gills and pulled it up.

He casually threw the largemouth bass onto the ice and it froze stiff in an instant.

There were many fish underwater, and Zhao Chuanxin selected the fish and hooked them.

No small ones, no carp, no channel catfish, no green sunfish, only yellow catfish, bluegill sunfish and largemouth bass.

Soon, the bucket he brought was filled with frozen fish. Zhao Chuanxin was about to get up and go home when he heard screams coming from the young people at the camping site by the lake.

He carried the bucket and walked slowly over there.

"Fuck you, get out of here."

"If you don't leave, I'll make you pay."

A group of young people threatened a bobcat that was watching from a distance, and some even used burning firewood sticks to scare the bobcat.

Zhao Chuanxin whistled.

The young men were stunned for a moment, and then they saw the mountain cat running towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a yellow catfish from the bucket, threw it to the big cat, and stroked its head.

The big cat made a purring sound.

Zhao Chuanxin patted its butt and said, "Get lost."

The bobcat ran away with the fish in its mouth.

"Hey, Asian guy, is that cat yours?" A young man with a thick mushroom-like haircut pointed at Zhao Chuanxin in a menacing manner while holding a stick of firewood.

In such a vast sea of ​​people, meeting each other is a retribution.

Zhao Chuanxin walked towards the young man.

The group of young people became nervous.

Da Piaoliang had already shouted out the slogan of "Lost Generation" in advance.

Due to the rapid economic development, the younger generation is filled with materialism, hedonism, and individualism, and they openly oppose the mainstream culture with their extreme lifestyle.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped away the red-hot firewood sticks, took out a fish from the bucket, and slapped the young man in the face.

Snapped.

The young man's face was swollen from the frozen fish.

"You dare to hit someone?"

"Shit, fuck him!"

Zhao Chuanxin carried the frozen fish, and moved it left and right, one child at a time. In a moment, three of them fell down.

The rest didn't dare to come forward.

Seeing the hot water boiling on the campfire, Zhao Chuanxin sat down on a folding chair, took out his tea leaves, and made a pot of tea to drink.

The people around looked at each other in bewilderment, their scalps tingling.

Zhao Chuanxin took a few sips of tea, put the cup aside, and hooked his finger at the young man holding the guitar.

The young man hastily handed him the guitar.

A girl with a big butt who was wearing bell-bottom pants that made her butt deformed, hesitantly stepped forward and said, "Sir, we are very sorry to cause you trouble. Could you please not make a fuss with us?"

Zhao Chuanxin ignored her and started playing the guitar with a cigarette in his mouth.

It's a very simple tune.

The faint memories flowing through the fingers gradually calm the young people's inner restlessness.

Zhao Chuanxin paused, a look of reminiscence appeared on his face, and then he continued playing.

"The girl told me that I was a thief who stole her memories and stuffed them into my mind... carrying her dreams... and she gradually forgot about me..."

Zhao Chuanxin had a cigarette in his mouth, which did not stop him from singing, and the ashes fell from his lips.

It became even quieter.

There was only the crackling of the campfire.

Zhao Chuanxin paused again and threw the cigarette butt into the campfire.

The fire flickered.

When I played it again, the tune changed.

"She is the fantasy that shattered the stars and fell into my dreams, the power that traveled across the galaxy looking for you..."

The tune changes again: "The lonely person in youth, have you found her and kept your promise in the everlasting summer? The brave can go it alone..."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, returned the guitar to the young man, and stared at the campfire in a daze, holding the teacup.

The firelight flickered in his eyes, flashing and disappearing.

The girl who was talking to Zhao Chuanxin recalled the black holes mentioned in the scientific magazine - probably this is what it looks like when light is swallowed by a black hole.

"Sir, you sing so beautifully. Are you missing someone?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't explain. He took out a hard fish from the bucket and threw it on the ground as a reward, then got up and left.

……

When Gail Russell woke up, Zhao Chuanxin was still gone.

She went downstairs and found Zhao Chuanxin cooking. The restaurant was filled with the aroma of chicken and fish.

Dry rice is waiting for dry rice.

The sun shines in through the lattice windows.

Gail Russell was in a trance.

Maybe the years are just so peaceful and quiet, right?

Zhao Chuanxin said without even turning his head, "We're having black tea chicken with rice and fried fish this morning. Hurry up and wash up. The meal will be ready soon."

There is a plate for each person on the dining table.

He squatted on the chair with his backpack open, and used his puppet arms to hold the knife, fork and spoon to put food into his mouth, which made Gail Russell stunned.

She noticed that Zhao Chuanxin didn't seem to chew the food. When the food entered his mouth, he only moved his mouth twice before swallowing it.

He has a huge appetite and needs to eat quickly.

After dinner, she followed Zhao Chuanxin to feed the horses.

The horse cried out when it saw Zhao Chuanxin grinning.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped it and said, "Smile a few times."

horse:"……"

Gail Russell learned from Zhao Chuanxin how to comb the horse's hair and clean its body.

First build relationships, then ride on horses and visit neighbors while having dinner.

She had never been happier in her life.

Her body felt lighter.

She had a gun on her belt and was riding a horse, galloping across the snow that was shining brightly in the sun, her nose tip red from the cold.

Under the guidance of famous teachers, she learned all kinds of weapons and her marksmanship improved to godlike level.

In the afternoon, she painted on the drawing board and played the classical guitar on the wall. She was very happy.

At night, she went into Zhao Chuanxin's bedroom with ease.

Zhao Chuanxin had fallen asleep and was woken up by her.

He has a strong blood and vigor, even young people can't compare to him.

He said it first: "You have to go back and live your own life."

"Why?" Gail Russell kept moving.

"Birth, old age, sickness, death, failure to obtain what you desire, meeting with those you hate, separation from those you love, the five elements prevail. You will understand when you grow up."

"Then I can't get what I want now. I'm about to be separated from my love. I'm in pain."

"Nonsense, are you in pain now?"

"Yes."

"Is it so painful?"

"Yes."

……

The good times didn't last long, and soon Hollywood contacted her to return to film.

She said to Zhao Chuanxin: "I'll give you all the money and I won't go back, okay?"

"Bouchette, do you think I'm a gigolo? Go back now."

"Well, when I'm old and ugly and no one wants me to act in movies, I'll come over and live with you completely, okay?"

"Why are you here when you are old and ugly?"

"you……"

Before leaving, Zhao Chuanxin told her: "Eat more fruits and vegetables and less meat, and try not to eat foods high in sugar. The shelf life of your youth is too short."

Ganfan added: "Woof woof woof..."

Zhao Chuanxin took out a piece of paper from the bag behind it: "Health experts give you dietary and daily living suggestions."

It says: No animal offal, no butter, no cream, no caviar...

The specific food matching cycle is given later...

Gail Russell clenched his fists: "I will never give you the chance to dislike me."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the car driving away, then turned around and went back to work.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhao Chuanxin and Ganfan stayed alone in the house.

Ganfan urged: "Woof woof woof..."

"Why do we need to cook so many dishes, just the two of us?"

At this time, the phone rang.

He picked up the phone and it was Benjamin calling.

"Master, put down the teleportation array."

Zhao Chuanxin thought he was coming to deliver medicine to Ganfan.

However, the first one to appear was Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi looked around, and Zhao Chuanxin picked him up: "Grandson."

The next one is Zhao Xun.

"Granddaughter."

Zhao Chuanxin's old face blossomed with joy.

Zhao Songzhen, Zhao Lingjun, Jiang Mingxin, Zhao Zhengze, Zhao Nianzhen, Yao Bing, Benjamin, Rachel Kervis…

One by one, people walked out of the teleportation array.

Soon, the living room was full of people.

Zhao Chuanxin's mouth was almost stretched to his ears.

Zhao Chuanxin: "Okay, okay, I'll go cook." Zhao Lingjun looked around: "Dad, is this the house you built for Nianzhen? It's really big. Why did you only build a house for her? What about ours?"

Zhao Nianzhen frowned and looked cold: "Go wherever you want to go."

The two began to quarrel, mocking and attacking each other.

Yao Bing looked a little pale, and sat on the sofa awkwardly without saying a word.

Several children followed the cook running around in and out of the house, rummaging through drawers and cabinets, and in a short while the room was in a mess.

Zhao Nianzhen scolded: "Don't go to the tool room. If anyone knocks over my jewelry box, don't blame me for cutting him."

Zhao Lingjun squinted his eyes: "Oh, Daddy also prepared a jewelry box for you, I want to see what's inside."

"you dare."

"Step aside."

There was a flurry of excitement.

Zhao Chuanxin even shook the spoon to rhythm.

He arranged the oven, steamer and ladle clearly.

Benjamin has four children, Jiang Mingxin and Zhao Hongzhi have two children, and Zhao Songzhen and Zhao Zhengze have one each.

Eight naughty monkeys are about to blow the roof off the house.

From time to time, he would cry because of the uneven distribution of the spoils.

At this time, someone turned on the TV, and a cartoon puppet show was playing on the TV, which immediately attracted all the monkeys and made them stare at the screen intently.

The concept of light is mentioned in the cartoon.

Of Benjamin Goldberg's four children, only the eldest son can speak English, while the other children can only speak Chinese.

His eldest son asked Zhao Chuanxin: "Master, what is light?"

Zhao Chuanxin, holding a cigarette in his mouth, replied cheerfully: "Just living is tiring enough."

"..."

Amid the commotion, a car slowly drove up to Zhao Chuanxin's door.

Zhao Nianzhen and Zhao Zhengze went out to check and saw a beautiful woman getting out of the car.

It was Gail Russell.

Zhao Nianzhen raised his eyebrows and asked unkindly: "What are you doing here?"

Gail Russell was stunned: "Diana, you are back?"

Diana is Zhao Nianzhen's stage name, which she just picked randomly.

Zhao Nian was really annoyed.

She was extremely possessive and finally managed to defeat her brothers and sisters, but Gail Russell jumped out and plotted against her father's love.

Unforgivable!

Zhao Nianzhen blocked the door, as if not letting her in.

Zhao Zhengze pretended to be a good guy: "It's New Year's Day, everyone who comes is a guest, you are so rude, please get out of the way."

He said in broken English: "Hello, please come in, I am her brother Zhao Zhengze, nice to meet you..."

Zhao Nianzhen spat: "It's embarrassing to speak out the little English you know, right?"

Zhao Zhengze was furious: "I am proficient in at least three or four languages. Don't underestimate your brother."

"If knowing a few words counts as being proficient in a language, then I am proficient in 18 languages."

Gail Russell sneaked into the house while the siblings were arguing.

As soon as she entered the house, she was stunned.

All people.

Zhao Chuanxin put down the ladle, ran over and introduced, "This is Gail Russell, a friend of mine and Nianzhen. Gail, this is my daughter Zhao Songzhen, this is my daughter Juliana, this is my daughter Jiang Mingxin, this is my youngest disciple Yao Bing, this is my eldest disciple Benjamin, this is his mother Rachel Kvis, this is my eldest grandson Zhao Yi, this is my granddaughter Zhao Xun, this is my grandson..."

"..."

Gail Russell has always suspected that Zhao Chuanxin lied about his age.

But there are many children and grandchildren, and the evidence is irrefutable.

There was no place to stay in the house, and she was introverted and shy, so she quickly put down her things and went to the kitchen with Zhao Chuanxin to cook.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Oh, I'm nervous again."

"Don't panic, you don't have to say anything, they will start fighting on their own later."

"what?"

Zhao Chuanxin is not joking.

After the food was served, wow, this group of people started fighting over their positions.

Zhao Nianzhen sat in the main seat.

Zhao Zhengze scolded: "Dad is still here, what are you doing?"

Zhao Nianzhen stiffened his neck and said, "This is my house. Except for me, you are all guests. I want to be the host."

Zhao Lingjun sneered: "Your house? It was built by my father."

"What do you care? This house is mine, and everything here belongs to me. I will support our father in the future."

"You deserve a beating. As for support, who knows who is supporting whom."

Zhao Zhengze was arrogant: "Okay, stop arguing, it's really outrageous and makes people laugh at you."

Zhao Nianzhen sneered: "You just know how to be a good guy."

"you……"

There was also the noisy sound of Jiang Mingxin disciplining eight children.

Gail Russell was overwhelmed.

very scary.

It's a big table with a thick glass turntable.

"I want to eat chicken intestines, don't fight with me."

"I want to eat chicken butt."

"Children are not allowed to eat chicken butts."

"The cockscomb is mine. I want to be an official in the future."

"The fish eyes are mine."

"Woo woo woo...he stole my fish eyes..."

Gail Russell was stunned.

The turntable was spinning so fast that she couldn't find where to put the spoon.

Zhao Chuanxin was quick with his hands and eyes, and he quickly put the dishes on her plate. They were all her favorites.

Zhao Songzhen and the others seemed to be thinking about something when they saw this.

Zhao Nianzhen's face turned dark: "Why do you pick up food for her?"

Zhao Chuanxin said as a matter of course: "You all robbed, from the big to the small, you are all like wolves, only she is stupid, this is called helping the disadvantaged."

Yao Bing raised his glass and interrupted: "Master, let's have a drink together."

Zhao Chuanxin scolded: "What the hell are you drinking? Look at your pale face. Put down the wine and drink tea instead."

Yao Bing was helpless.

He didn't dare disobey his master's orders, even though he really wanted to drink.

Zhao Lingjun couldn't take it anymore: "Dad, why are you yelling at Brother Bing? What if you scare him?"

Zhao Chuanxin spat out the chicken bone: "This kid divided the world into two, but he risked his life and almost died. Now my two women are exhausted, this is really a critical moment for survival. You should treat me as a judge, let this kid survive, so that the army can be harmonious and the good and the bad can be in their proper places!"

Zhao Lingjun: “…”

Zhao Nianzhen: “…”

Everyone laughed.

Yao Bing wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Damn it, I’m so tired. It used to be a secret fight, but now it’s an open fight. Zhao Chuanxin simply started it.

After dinner, everyone sat in groups of three or four to chat.

Zhao Chuanxin took Gail Russell and a group of children out to paste couplets, door gods and hang lanterns, and the atmosphere of the New Year was suddenly created.

The people in the room were talking in low voices.

Zhao Lingjun said with a smile: "Did Dad find another little girl? He is still romantic even when he is old."

She has a big heart.

Zhao Zhengze snorted: "My mother has waited for him all her life, and he is still so promiscuous!"

Zhao Songzhen didn't say anything.

She has a calm temperament and few desires.

Benjamin Goldberg coughed and said, "Well, listen to my advice, this kind of thing happens all the time, don't make a fuss about it."

Zhao Nianzhen said sarcastically: "Yes, you have three wives and four concubines, so of course I agree."

Benjamin Goldberg laughed: "I am too good, so it is inevitable that I will attract many people."

"Ah... tui! You are so shameless."

Rachel Kervis was unhappy.

In this life, she had just met Zhao Chuanxin when she was young and beautiful, and they were still in New York at that time.

Later, his charm remained, and although he divorced, he was suppressed by Miao Cuihua and was unable to succeed.

Now that she is old and ugly, she is naturally no match for the young man standing next to Zhao Chuanxin outside.

In fact, she later got married and divorced.

When he got old, he found a companion.

But my heart is always occupied by Bai Yueguang.

The white moonlight is still as vigorous as ever, and the cinnabar mole's youth is no longer dried up.

Sigh.

Not long after, Jiang Mingxin went out and called, "Come back, we are leaving."

"Mom, play for a while longer."

"We're going to ride on a horse-drawn sleigh."

“Drive a tractor.”

"There's a slope there where you can put the sled..."

Jiang Mingxin put his hands on his waist and said, "I'll count to three, and you'll come back immediately."

A group of little ones walked back with their heads hung.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Jiang Mingxin from afar, feeling dazed, and vaguely saw the shadow of Miao Cuihua in her.

Gail Russell noticed his mood change and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath and said, "Nothing, let's go back."

Everybody left.

Only the Zhao family came back, and none of them brought their spouses, so they had to go back to spend the New Year with their current families. Zhao Chuanxin could not selfishly occupy other people's time.

Gail Russell looked at the messy house and asked, "Where should I start?"

Zhao Chuanxin reached out and touched her face: "You are tired and have been busy for a long time. Go to sleep first. I will clean up the mess."

She was indeed tired and went to rest.

Zhao Chuanxin released his puppet slaves, and Xin Xingyue controlled them to clean the house.

He took out his drawing board, mixed the paint, and slowly sketched out his memory stroke by stroke.

Gulizar was lying at the gate of the yard, looking at Zhao Chuanxin curiously. At that time, Zhao Chuanxin used the alias Zhao Xin, so she always called him "Brother Xin" until her death.

Miao Cuihua was taking care of Zhao Chuanxin's daily life in the old house when the flowers were in full bloom.

Rebecca Levy stunned everyone when she wore an evening gown for the first time at a New York cocktail party.

If a person is often trapped in the quagmire of memories, it means that he is old.

When Gail Russell woke up, he found that every corner of the house was neat and tidy, but Zhao Chuanxin seemed to have not slept all night.

She looked at the three lifelike beauties in the painting and asked: "Who are these?"

"The fairy in the painting." Zhao Chuanxin put away the paint tray: "Didn't you just leave? Why are you back?"

"I heard that a route from Los Angeles to Boise was going to be opened, so I came back to take a look and follow national events."

Boise is the capital of Idaho.

Zhao Chuanxin's heart skipped a beat: "You are so kind."

"That's not true. Once the route is opened, it will only take three hours from Los Angeles to Boise. You can pick me up in Boise then."

really.

Zhao Chuanxin was helpless.

Seeing him like this, Gail Russell smiled happily.

Because whenever Zhao Nianzhen did something weird, Zhao Chuanxin would have this expression.

"You should get some sleep."

"Won't sleep anymore."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year in North America, Zhao Chuanxin rode freely on the sunny grassland.

Gail Russell rode around on horseback.

The sun is blazing, the shining snow is blinding, time is aging in the refraction, and those who ride towards the sun are unaware of it.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a brown bear foraging at the foot of the mountain.

Its eyesight was not very good, and it shook its head for a long time, unable to see clearly what cheerful creature was making the silvery laughter scattered on the snow in the distance.

Zhao Chuanxin told Gail Russell: "You'd better go back quickly. There are brown bears around here recently. It's dangerous."

"You don't have to chase me away. I'll leave tomorrow."

Zhao Chuanxin said hypocritically: "Are you in such a hurry? Don't you want to play for a while? Well, I'll send you off tomorrow."

"Then I won't leave."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at her ups and downs of profile on horseback, her curved eyebrows and the red tip of her nose from the cold.

Among the Hollywood actresses he has slept with, Gail Russell's appearance can only be considered average.

Monroe is a goddess in everyone's heart, but Zhao Chuanxin didn't even think about her for a moment when he put on his pants.

But Gail is different.

At night, in bed, Zhao Chuanxin told her to stay in Hollywood and film something.

Gail Russell cried in grievance: "Why do you always drive me away? I haven't done anything wrong."

Zhao Chuanxin patted her head and said, "Alright, alright, stop whining."

But I remembered what she said during the day.

In the middle of the night, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Gail Russell asked dazedly, "Who is it at this late hour?"

"You sleep on your own."

Zhao Chuanxin tucked the quilt in for her, walked downstairs quickly, and opened the door before the second knock: "Xiaer, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Sir, the Jewell kids went hunting during the day and didn't come home at night. Everyone, please help me go into the old forest to look for them."

Zhao Chuanxin closed the door: "Wait for me a moment."

He got dressed in twenty seconds, and when he opened the door, he had a Mondragon semi-automatic in his hand.

"Walk."

The two men rode their horses and caught up with the main group.

Zhao Chuanxin has a good relationship with his neighbors.

The main thing is that his dog always comes visiting.

But nothing more.

Seeing him coming, many people were secretly surprised: It turns out that Chinese people also meddle in other people's business.

They have the impression that Chinese people always stay out of things that do not concern them.

"Hello, Li Si."

"Li Si, isn't your dog here? Things will be easier with it."

(End of this chapter)