I want to be a good person

Chapter 62 A Man's Regret

Zhang Aiguo took down a thin piece of wood, heated it over a kerosene lamp, and asked the other party to write down the number on a white cloth. It was a four-digit number, 2234.

"Okay, I'm leaving, bye"

After leaving the house, he turned back and said, "Well, there are old beddings on the floor. I don't mean anything else, I just want to remind you to change them. You'd better go to the cellar, right? That way, people won't be suspicious."

The other person blushed and went downstairs holding the old bedding.

I walked out the door and closed it, then looked at the phone number: 2234. I tried again.

The clerk of the telegraph office lazily opened the door, and a little boy of about eleven or twelve ran in, squeezed past him, took out a dime and put it on the table.

"I want to make a call, can you help me dial it?"

"Little bastard"

"Where to hit"

"Hey, this number, the phone charge"

The staff was very happy, damn, this is that family’s stupid son.

"Okay, I'll dial for you."

The clerk knew it was a local number, and seeing how long the call would take, just a few words and a few seconds, only two big coins would be enough. He watched the child pick up the phone, and took out two big coins from his pocket and waited for them to be deposited into the account.

"Hello, is this Master Yan's home?"

"Yes, you are"

"Your Wen Ruixi is in the house at the end of Dong'an Lane. Come quickly."

"Who are you"

“Beep beep beep”

The call was hung up.

The child put down the phone and ran away.

The staff also heard some of it, but didn't take it seriously. One big dollar was enough. They made a net profit of ten cents today, and could have a small piece of braised pork as a snack for lunch.

The child happily took the three big coins from Zhang Aiguo and jumped away.

People were having breakfast at Commander Yan's home. The first wife did not come and stayed in Peking.

The housekeeper put down the phone, came in without hesitation, and whispered in my ear: "Master, the cousin has been found."

"Ah."

Yan Changqing was working on boiled eggs.

"What did you say... um, cough, cough, cough"

The egg choked.

Yan Changqing pointed to the table, and the second concubine picked up the porridge and handed it to him.

Yan Changqing looked at the housekeeper, turned his back, and took a big gulp.

"puff"

The porridge was a little hot, so I spat it all out on the ground. It was painful from the burn and choking, which was even more uncomfortable.

"Master, come. Have some warm tea.

The third brother handed over a cup of tea, and the warm tea washed down the egg.

"Cough cough cough"

Yan Changqing glanced at the second concubine angrily.

"Second brother, you are a fucking pig, giving it to me when it's so hot"

"Master, calm down, drink another sip to moisten your throat, and I will punish her by making her bite your toes tonight."

The third concubine came closer seductively.

Yan Changqing was just about to bring it over himself.

"Master, let me feed you, leather cup"

"Okay~Okay"

"Master, I like this way."

The third concubine rolled her eyes at the second concubine.

"Come here"

"Adjutant Song, take a squad with you to that..."

"Master, Dong'an Lane"

"Yes, Dong'an Lane, where is my cousin? Bring everyone back. If even a hair is missing, I will not forgive you."

"Yes, sir, please rest assured"

"Butler Yan, you go too, with Adjutant Song."

"Yes, sir"

"Where's the young master? Let him go with us. If we don't cultivate our relationship now, we'll never do it again. Hurry up and call him."

"Master~"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"The young master hasn't come back for two days. He is staying in Huichun Hall."

"Damn it! I worked so hard to earn some money. It was all the money I saved from buying guns and cannons. But he spent it all on women. Damn it! Go save my cousin first. Adjutant Song, pick two strong soldiers to tie up this little bastard!"

"Yes, sir"

After leaving the house, Adjutant Song had a headache. Who to choose would have to be a personal grudge, and there would definitely be revenge afterwards. Seven or eight good soldiers had already died in accidents.

The 18-year-old dandy boy, who smoked opium and played with women, held the rank of captain as a staff officer, had never fired a gun, had never run, and was still naive, but he was the only legitimate son.

I remembered the whispers that the eldest lady said to me while she was lying in my arms the night before I came.

"You can ignore Yan this time, but you can't ignore your son. He is at least half as good as you. Look at his personality and appearance. He looks a lot like you."

"What about Old Yan?"

"Don't pay attention to him. Yan is just a dog raised by my Wen family. He can be where he is today because of my old man's promotion. It's a pity that your family fell into trouble back then. You must remember that I gave my body to you on our wedding night, you virgin girl."

"I know, otherwise I wouldn't have married for so many years."

"The Yan family is also useless, none of them are good enough, the old man has made a mistake. If the old man doesn't agree, you think you can lie on me, you should also keep an eye on the idiot surnamed Yan and win over his men."

"Do not worry"

"Have you recovered yet? Let's fight again."

"Ah, we still need to fight."

"What are you talking about? You think I'm old and not attractive anymore."

“No, I don’t have the physical strength.”

"It's okay, I'm the only one who feels sorry for you."

The floor heater was warm, and the eldest lady, naked, took a bowl of soup from the thermos.

"Drink it now"

"What is this"

"Pre-cooked deer penis, wolfberry, and Cistanche deserticola to nourish you."

“Oh, it must have cost a lot of money.”

"It's okay, just fight for a little longer."

“It won’t work so quickly.”

"I don't care. I want it to be effective."

"Okay, okay, I'll work hard."

Adjutant Song lowered his head.

A gentleman uses words rather than violence, and he does have his own way in a fight.

"Before we get down to business, let me tell you something. Your second son will be taking up a post in two days in a place called Gaomi, Shandong, as the county magistrate. The condition is that he marries our sixth son."

Adjutant Song raised his head.

"Lao Liu's husband is dead, but she still has a son."

"Why are you so rigid? It would be great to have a son. You can let him marry your brother's daughter. That would make the relationship even closer. The sixth brother is still young. If you have another son, it would be a great relationship."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I must give birth to a son, otherwise I will be sorry for my dead parents."

"Oh. Yeah."

"Don't worry, the baby will be born. Also, my eldest brother's little daughter went to Zhangjiakou to find Old Yan. I plan to let our son marry her. You have to pay attention."

The thought turns back.

Adjutant Song's brain was quick to work, but he was at a loss for a moment. He took off his hat with his right hand, spread out the five fingers of his left hand, and used force to pull his hair back.

"well"

"Head big"

"Report to the commander, the team has assembled, please give instructions"

"Orders, Dong'an Lane, rescue Miss Cousin. If there are any suspicious persons, they will be shot and severely punished."

"Yes"

"Yan Shaozhong"

"arrive"

"Give me a mission. Select two troublemakers to go to Huichun Hall and bring the young master back."

"Yes"

"Adjutant Song, it's hard to make arrangements for this person. We all know he is sending himself to death."

"You want to disobey the orders of the commander?"

"I dare not, I will go now"