I want to be a good person

"Hahaha"

A burst of mock laughter came from the door.

"Officer Wang, welcome, welcome. I was wondering why there was a magpie on the eaves and it kept chirping."

"Mr. Zhao, you're welcome. I just took a look and it's a sparrow, hehe."

"It's the magpie, there's no doubt about it. Come, sit down."

Zhao Dayou quickly made tea and brought it over.

"Mr. Zhao, you are so busy. You have been gone for three months. If it weren't for your wife and Gangfang here, I would have thought you were leaving."

"It's just right that you came at the right time. I really plan to go south."

"Ah, look at my mouth, I shouldn't say this as soon as we meet."

"As for me, I went to Shanghai this time and met my father's classmate. He was working in the Concession Municipal Council and persuaded me to go there. I am considering whether to join him."

"Brother, you have to believe in yourself. You can't rely on anyone else. What if?"

"Haha, I've always relied on myself."

"Well, it's hard to persuade me about this kind of thing. You make your own decision."

"I'll have to think about it carefully too."

"I'm leaving first. We were planning on having a small gathering."

"Never mind, just drink some."

"Forget it, it's your first day back, let's do it another day."

“That’s okay too”

Zhang Aiguo escorted Officer Wang out of Gangfang and watched him leave.

Zhao Dayou followed and spoke hesitantly.

"Sir, are you going to Shanghai?"

“Well, there is a plan.”

“Can I follow you?”

Zhao Dayou had just enjoyed two days of good life and was really reluctant to leave.

"Well, sure. I'll arrange for the woman to go first. I still have some things to do here."

“Thank you sir”

After going out, Zhang Aiguo involuntarily got on the car and returned to Qiaodong, perhaps to look for something he had lost.

"It's you?"

"it's me"

"Who are you?"

A young man about the same age as Zhang Aiguo asked aggressively.

"My name is Hao Renlai"

"Oh, it's you, kid. You rescued Ruixi and ran away without asking for any reward. You're really good at it. My cousin can't forget you and keeps talking about you every day."

He can't forget me, he must have guessed something afterwards. There is no harm without comparison. The other person has a small body and a face that shows excessive indulgence. He has dark circles under his eyes and looks like he will fall down if the wind blows.

"Seo Hee"

"Get lost, you can't call Ruixi, who are you? What's your rank?"

"Fuck, why are you talking like that?"

"Do you know who I am? If you think you can use a favor to gain respect, it's impossible. I will shoot you dead."

"Hehehe"

Zhang Aiguo sneered. He looked at the other person's face and found that he was similar to Wen Ruixi's. He was nothing like the captain Yan he had met before. Could it be...

"Fuck you, I'm gonna kill you"

After saying that, the man angrily pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Zhang Aiguo's head.

"You are really brave. Did your father give you the courage?"

"Damn it"

Faced with Zhang Aiguo's teasing, the man became a little angry and embarrassed.

"click"

The man loaded his pistol.

Wen Ruixi quickly stood in front of Zhang Aiguo and scolded him loudly.

"Yan Xiaowen, what do you want to do? This is how you treat my savior."

"You, go away"

Seeing the women protecting Zhang Aiguo, Yan Xiaowen's eyes were about to overflow with anger. Although he was unwilling to give up other women for his cousin, it did not mean that he was willing to give them to others.

"Yan Xiaowen, who are you? Don't you know it at all?"

"you"

"My aunt is married after all. In our family, the old man and my father have the final say. Believe it or not, if you dare to mess with me, I will bring disaster upon you!"

"I"

"Okay, go home. Your background is not worth the Wen family betting on you. It's impossible for you to compete with me."

"You, okay, we'll see."

Yan Xiaowen left angrily, feeling a little hurt in his self-esteem.

"If you are so direct, will he retaliate against you secretly?"

"He doesn't have the guts to do that. Even his father has to rely on our family for food."

Zhang Aiguo looked at the other person carefully, his brows relaxed with a hint of charm.

Still so naive!

Once the Japanese occupied Peking, your family's political foundation would collapse. If you became a traitor, you could still hold on for a few years, but there was a high probability that you would be liquidated after the victory, unless three parties made a bet.

The guy named Yan is obviously a traitor. He will probably wear a military uniform with a small lapel and become a puppet soldier in North China.

"What's wrong, are you scared?"

Seeing that Zhang Aiguo had fallen silent, Wen Ruixi thought that he was scared and felt a little unhappy.

Studying in new-style schools broadens one's horizons and encourages one to pursue freedom and love. Westernization is a subtle and peaceful evolution that starts from the small details and leaves no trace.

When Zhang Aiguo was in high school in his previous life, he also had a dream. He wanted to be admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University, which were both awesome. Unfortunately, he did not have a talent for studying. Holding the principle of sour grapes, he searched the Internet and found out that many schools were originally established by the Japanese invaders using the Boxer Indemnity. They were crooked to the core.

It seems that until the outbreak of the full-scale war of resistance in 1937, the Japanese devils shamelessly demanded compensation, but Principal Chang was still conscientiously implementing the agreement without interruption, which is speechless. Therefore, the thinking of politicians cannot be judged by common sense.

The tuition fees of universities in the Republic of China were so high that they were unaffordable for ordinary families. The registration fee was three to five dollars, national universities were about 22 to 40 dollars per year, private universities were about 45 to 120 dollars per year, with the median being about 90 dollars. Church universities were about 160 dollars per year, and some were even higher.

Those who have finished primary school are educated and can read. Children of farmers and workers cannot even afford to go to primary school. Those who can go to middle school are all from middle-class or wealthy industrial and commercial, landlord, or bureaucratic families.

The universities are the so-called big landowners, financial capitalists, and industrial capitalist class.

It is said that knowledge is priceless. Not to mention that it is difficult to support a university, middle school or even primary school, normal colleges offer free tuition. In simple terms, all knowledge is gained by spending a lot of money, which is an equal exchange.

Zhang Aiguo came back to his senses and said with a smile: "With you here, how can I be afraid of him? I have you as my backer."

"Hehehe, how about currying favor with your backer?"

"Yes, definitely."

"Then how do you want to express your feelings?"

"Come on, I'll take you to the movies first."

"Row"

The movie showing in the theater is "Fisherman's Song".

Music runs through each frame of the video.

People sat quietly, the occasional sound being the overflow of suppressed sadness, compassion and anger for the current living conditions of the fishermen, and the feeling of the bleak scene.

Zhang Aiguo saw the other person shedding tears and thought to himself that people who have never had to worry about food and clothing since childhood can only empathize but cannot truly experience the hardships of life, just like the young actors in the previous life could not imagine the lives of the poor and thought that not being able to wear luxury goods meant being poor.

Art always comes from life. The life of ordinary people is survival, which is not something that the high and mighty masters can understand.

He handed over his handkerchief and the other person wiped her tears.

Zhang Aiguo quietly reached out his hand, as if to comfort her or to hug her.

Wen Ruixi did not refuse. She slowly put her head over and leaned gently into his arms.

Young people are easy to deceive.

Zhang Aiguo suppressed the sadness in his heart and just focused on the present and cherished the people in front of him.

After leaving the theater, the handkerchief was not returned.

"Can you see inside?"

"What are you talking about? I am also a progressive youth, okay?"

"I know"