I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Wei Miao waited in the car for a while, and occasionally heard people around him talking about the gunshots.

In just a moment, a team of patrol police came trotting over and dispersed the onlookers.

Outside the car window, in the noisy crowd, Lu Pingsheng walked over with one hand in his pocket and the other holding an osmanthus cake.

"Here, little greedy ghost, give it to you."

The sweet smell of osmanthus cake rushed straight into Wei Miao's nostrils, but she was still rational.

"Brother Lu, you are so attentive to me, what are you up to?"

Lu Pingsheng opened the car door and sat on the passenger seat, curling his lips, "If you don't want to eat it, give it back to me."

Wei Miao naturally refused to give it back to him. He picked up the cake sprinkled with golden osmanthus honey and took a big bite.

"It's delicious." She squinted her eyes and sighed happily.

Yang Qiushi saw Lu Pingsheng leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed and asked:

"Mr. Lu, where are we going first?"

Lu Pingsheng glanced at Wei Miao and said, "Drop me off at the entrance of the International Settlement and send Ah Miao home."

Wei Miao put down the half-eaten sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand and said, "I'll take a rickshaw home from the concession entrance. Brother Lu, you go and take care of your own business."

Seeing that Lu Pingsheng didn't say anything, Yang Qiushi started the car and headed towards the Japanese Concession.

Everywhere should be bleak in winter, but countless people make the foreign land prosperous.

There is a constant stream of people, vendors coming and going, rickshaw drivers running hard, and men, women, old and young, wearing clothes that are either gorgeous or tattered.

They turned the originally inconspicuous small town into a symbol.

At the entrance to the International Settlement, Lu Pingsheng suddenly changed his mind.

"Let's send Ah Miao back to Guihuali first. It just so happens that I haven't seen Mr. Zeng for a long time."

Yang Qiushi naturally agreed and turned the car around skillfully.

"Brother Lu, it's snowing."

When Wei Miao was looking out the car window with interest, snowflakes suddenly began to fall.

Lu Pingsheng closed his eyes and reviewed what happened on the street today in his mind.

During his one month in Hong Kong, he had already bought up in batches the strategic materials that the Japanese could not pay for.

The information was passed back to the higher-ups by Mr. Ma, and what he got was that a comrade would meet with him today.

Lu Pingsheng was very puzzled as to why the contact was made by the boatman.

They had clearly met before, so why were they going through the trouble of meeting again here?

He originally wanted to go directly to the telegraph organization at his home in the Japanese Concession to find out.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly understood.

traitor.

There was another traitor in the Special Operations Group, and the traitor's betrayal led to the arrest of Comrade Boatman.

And today's meeting was probably ordered by Comrade Boatman. In order to protect him, Comrade Boatman pretended to surrender and really wanted to save him?

Lu Pingsheng rubbed his temples. He felt his head was aching and confused.

These are just his guesses. The only thing he can do now is to live his life as usual.

When I heard Wei Miao say that it was snowing, I opened my eyes with some tiredness.

Just watch the snowflakes swirling down, landing on the windshield, and melting into water in an instant.

"It's snowing in Shanghai again this year."

Wei Miao sat up straight, looked at the back of Lu Pingsheng's head several times, and didn't respond.

Yang Qiushi felt the atmosphere was strange and continued:

"This winter is similar to last year. Now that times are tough, God is joining in the fun."

Lu Pingsheng looked at Mrs. Fur who hurriedly got into a rickshaw on the side of the road, and his eyes finally fell on the straw sandals worn by the rickshaw driver.

"The traffic is so busy that one feels like crying, while the common people sigh helplessly at their hardship..."

His voice wasn't as lively or free and unrestrained as before, and Wei Miao felt depressed when hearing it.

"Brother Lu, I was free in Hong Kong Island, so I studied the mass production of PG. If we improve the existing production line, the output can be doubled."

Wei Miao suddenly spoke.

Lu Pingsheng's mind was already groggy, and he didn't react for a moment when he heard "PG".

It was not until Yang Qiushi stopped at the intersection to avoid pedestrians that he remembered what he had told Wei Miao: the matter of penicillin must be kept secret and that when outsiders were around, just call him "PG".

Coming back to his senses, he turned around suddenly and looked at Wei Miao eagerly.

"really?"

Wei Miao had a proud look on his face, and he raised his chin and said calmly:

"I occasionally flipped through a mechanical book on the bookshelf and came up with a random idea."

"How sure are you?" Lu Pingsheng was amused by her look.

"About 80%."

Wei Miao decided to be humble, after all, he hadn't tried it yet.

If she hadn't felt that Brother Lu was in a bad mood, she would have forgotten about it long ago.

Now it seems that I have to find some time to go to the underground secret room in the chrysanthemum and do an experiment.

"What great news."

Wei Miao raised his chin slightly, "Brother Lu, are you feeling better?"

Lu Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, and saw a hint of concern in the little boy's always cunning eyes.

His heart felt slightly warm, but his nose felt sore. He coughed dryly and quickly looked away.

He turned his head and raised his eyebrows and asked Yang Qiushi, "Old Yang, am I in a bad mood?"

Yang Qiushi looked at his handsome face with high spirits and said with a kind smile:

"I didn't notice it, but I felt that both Nong and A Miao had gained a lot of weight."

After hearing this, Wei Miao asked Yang Qiushi expectantly, "Brother Yang, do you think I'm taller?"

Yang Qiushi nodded without hesitation and said with emotion, "I have grown taller and fatter. It seems that Hong Kong Island is no worse than Shanghai."

When the car stopped at the entrance of the alley, there was already a thin layer of snow on the ground.

Yang Qiushi was about to get out of the car to open the door for Lu Pingsheng and the others when he was stopped by Wei Miao.

"Brother Lu, look."

Lu Pingsheng looked in the direction Wei Miao pointed and saw a lion dog sniffing something at the entrance of the alley.

"Is this Mrs. Huang's dog?"

Lupin had not been to the hutong often in his life, but people were not well fed these days, and even fewer families kept pet dogs.

So I was impressed by this well-groomed and beautiful lion dog.

"In order to keep Bella in shape, Mrs. Huang gave him fist-sized food every morning and evening. Her daughter would secretly let Bella out to find food every time."

Lu Pingsheng watched the dog sniff the steaming poop, then stick out its pink tongue and quickly looked away.

"Ugh~"

He was not a pretentious person, but the scene just now still made him gag.

Wei Miao laughed at him, "Brother Lu, didn't you say that you once lurked in a cesspool?"

"It's mud, mud, not a cesspool!" Lu Pingsheng hurriedly emphasized that the little brat had ruined his reputation. If he had known this, he would not have boasted to her about the military training.

Wei Miao smiled with his eyes curved, obviously not believing it.

Yang Qiushi watched the whole process and said simply, "Are the dogs raised in the city so unrefined? I thought the dogs raised by Shanghai people were all fashionable and respectable."

I don’t know who laughed out loud first. Snowflakes were falling outside and the three people in the car were laughing together.

After a while, Lu Pingsheng rubbed his sore cheeks and said:

"Okay, get off the bus and go home. Your parents are probably waiting for you to come home every day."

Wei Miao smiled with dimples.

When she was sure to return, Lu Pingsheng asked her if she wanted to send a telegram to Xu Ayu.

She refused.

Now that the family shop is open and there is a baby named Asin, the two must be very busy.

Knowing that she was coming back, he would definitely wait in a messy place like the dock all day.

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