Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

In the rickshaw, Wan Ping showed a look of surprise and doubt. The further he walked, the closer he got to Modu Station.

Could it be that the fat sheep is in the Secret Service?

It is very likely, after all, Hu Zhenhua once worked there.

"Hurry up! Catch up with the one in front."

"okay!"

The driver exerted more force and the speed increased a lot.

Having been pulling carts for many years, the drivers have developed very fast legs. Normally, they move forward at the pace that saves the most effort. However, when they encounter an emergency, they have no problem running for several miles at full speed.

The four tax policemen behind were in a terrible state. They were panting heavily and their underwear was completely soaked with sweat.

Wan Ping was afraid that Lin Qi would trick him, so he asked from a distance, "Captain Lin, why is Mr. Hu at the Magic City Station?"

Please note that he asked why, not whether.

Lin Qi's face was expressionless as he calmly replied, "Mr. Hu donated a sum of money to the bureau."

“How much did you donate?”

"I don't know!"

Seeing that Lin Qi didn't like him, Wan Ping stopped talking.

Do you want to go to Modu Station?

Wan Ping began to think about quitting.

That place is easy to get into but difficult to get out of.

This time the action team has been badly offended. The spies dare not offend the emperor's uncle, but they dare not find fault with a small section chief like themselves?

Furthermore, if we go to the Magic City Station to collect taxes, we will offend a lot of people and lose face for the Bureau of Secrets. We might even get hit by a bullet from the roadside one day.

"Brother Zhou, I can only help you up to this point."

Wan Ping said hello to Lin Qi and turned to leave.

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On the other side of the ocean, it was only six in the morning, and the lights in the CIA building were brightly on.

A white male kept shouting.

"Don't worry about being exposed. If you are, evacuate. I want to know the polar bear's information immediately, immediately!"

"Where is our B29? Has it reached the designated location?"

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At the same time, in the polar bear's winter palace, the ice and snow have not melted yet, and the sky and the earth are covered in silver.

An encrypted telegram was passed through layers of channels and finally landed on the desk of a fat, bald man, who was the first person in charge of a top-secret project.

The content of the telegram shocked him so much that he ran to the office of the supreme leader without caring about his image.

Soon, countless radar stations were operating at full capacity, countless aircraft began to take off and patrol the border even at night, and major cities began to implement blackouts.

Tonight, I am destined to have no sleep.

The butterfly flapped its wings, and the wind and clouds surged thousands of miles away.

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At No. 75 Sinan Lane, Hu Zhenhua was almost exhausted. Too many things happened today.

Both mentally and physically, they were almost tense to the extreme.

Lao Hu really wanted to rest for a while, but time simply didn't allow it.

It’s almost eight o’clock, and we must set off for Yuqing Tower.

Wang Cuicui had prepared her clothes long ago, the same Zhongshan suit she wore yesterday. After washing it, Wang Cuicui borrowed an iron from next door and ironed it neatly.

Old Hu changed his clothes, took Wang Cuicui's hand, got on a rickshaw, and headed towards Yuqing Tower.

Brother Hao San was in a good mood. He had brought a lot of things home today. The smiles of his wife and children made him full of energy, and his steps became lighter.

Hu Zhenhua and Wang Cuicui stood shoulder to shoulder, leaning against each other, looking at the starry sky, the floating white clouds, the hustle and bustle of the city, and the fireworks of the world.

At this moment, the years are quiet.

Everything is unspoken.

The tranquility was short-lived, and a string of firecrackers brought the couple back to reality.

Next, there are fireworks!

The flames soared up, and with a bang, gorgeous flowers bloomed.

Then, the second, the third...

Hu Zhenhua and Wang Cuicui got off the rickshaw and stepped onto the red carpet.

Yu Bing and Zhao Zhi stood on the left and right, each holding a flower basket, throwing bright red rose petals into the air, which fluttered and landed around the young couple.

The red carpet is not long, stretching from the door to the stairs in the hall.

Hu Zhenhua and Wang Cuicui climbed the stairs and stopped at the ninth step.

Guo Dachong handed over a paper loudspeaker and said, "Hua Zi, say a few words."

There was a lot of booing all around.

Hu Zhenhua took the loudspeaker and was at a loss for words for a moment.

In his previous life, he was most afraid of speaking in public.

After pausing for a moment, he looked at the smiling faces around him and felt quite emotional.

Putting aside their identity as spies, they are actually just ordinary people who can cry, laugh, and are all born by their parents.

People's behavior is often determined by the environment.

In another time and space, they might be farmers, scholars, artists, businessmen...

No one is born bad, and no one is born good.

Hu Zhenhua felt that he had to do something.

He raised his paper trumpet and said, "Brothers present, if you are still unmarried, please raise your hands!"

Hands kept rising.

Hu Zhenhua took a quick look and found that more than 80% of them were unmarried.

This is because the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics has relaxed its recruitment standards, otherwise, the proportion would be even higher.

Hu Zhenhua shouted again: "Do you want to get a wife?"

"miss you!"

Yu Bing's voice sounded alone.

Everyone was laughing.

Yu Bing didn't care. He pointed at everyone and shouted, "Don't you want to?"

His eyes turned and stared at a big man with a scar on his face: "Old Luo, who has a lover in Misty Rain Alley? And who is it that keeps shouting about wanting to marry her?"

Yu Bing pointed to another one: "And Hanzi, that young widow from Daximen..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted: "Bingzi, today is Huazi's big day, why are you talking so much about it?"

There was another burst of laughter all around, and everyone urged Yu Bing to continue.

Hu Zhenhua held a paper loudspeaker and laughed out loud.

It would take three days and three nights to talk about all the bad things that happened in the action team.

After they argued for a few minutes, Hu Zhenhua held his hands in the air, and when everyone quieted down, he spoke again: "Do you want to get a wife?"

"miss you!"

Many people agree with this!

Hu Zhenhua laughed heartily: "Then do you know what is the most important thing when it comes to finding a wife?"

Without waiting for their answer, Lao Hu shouted, "It's you who dares to think!"

Zhao Zhi's voice rang out slowly: "That's not right. The most important thing is to find a matchmaker first, right?"

That makes sense.

Hu Zhenhua laughed heartily: "It seems that Lao Zhao is very experienced!"

The joyful laughter rang out again.

Countless people followed Zhao Zhi to ask questions and tease him.

After the commotion died down, Hu Zhenhua spoke again, "I hope all my brothers can find their significant other as soon as possible. I used to be a muddleheaded person, doing all sorts of awful things, but! Starting today!"

Hu Zhenhua grabbed Wang Cuicui's hand and raised it high: "I, Old Hu, am no longer alone. From today on, I want to say goodbye to yesterday."

What he originally wanted to say was to turn over a new leaf and become a new man, but that was not appropriate today.

"Today, we won't go home until we're drunk!"

Guo Da Chong quickly called out, "Hua Zi, you've finished your speech, but the bride hasn't spoken yet. Do you want her to say a few words?"

"want!"

There were people whistling and banging their tables, and their excitement left Lao Hu speechless.

These singles!

Hu Zhenhua had no choice but to hand the paper trumpet to Wang Cuicui and gave her an encouraging look.

A paper trumpet does look a bit out of place.

It's not the bride who is speaking, it's clearly the female students who are promoting slogans!

Old Hu looked at the paper loudspeaker carefully again and said to himself: Damn!

Which bastard brought the confiscated items here!

Wang Cuicui's face turned red.

It is impossible to say that she is not stage-frightened. She was educated in a gentle, respectful and simple manner. Although she was exposed to new knowledge, she grew up in a traditional Chinese family after all.

I tried to speak several times, but failed.

With Lao Hu's constant encouragement, she slowly calmed down. "Thank you, everyone! Thank you for your hard work this day. I hope our friendship will last forever."

Yu Binggou couldn't spit out any ivory from his mouth: "Sister-in-law, is Huazi the only one who will be with us forever? And you?"

Hu Zhenhua decisively gave him a classic word: "Get lost!"

My wife can only be with me forever!

Laughter came and went.

Old Hu quickly shouted, "I won't go home until I'm drunk!"

He knew these animals too well. If he continued like this, who knew what tricks they would come up with.

After saying that, Lao Hu quickly protected his wife and ran upstairs, and no matter how a group of animals shouted, chased and pulled him from behind, he never looked back.

The most kind-hearted person was Guo Dachong, who blocked the stairs for him, allowing him to escape danger.

Those guys were so heartless that after the dishes were served from the kitchen, they started playing finger-guessing games and drinking.

After going upstairs, Hu Zhenhua saw a group of leaders standing in the corridor, as well as two unexpected figures: James and Jimla.

Just now, they were watching the ceremony upstairs.

Ma Weiyuan stood side by side with a square-faced man. Hu Zhenhua guessed that it should be Captain Six Zhang Jiang, because Lin Qi was right behind him.

Hu Zhenhua bowed and said, "Thank you all for coming, officers! Thank you!"

Ma Weiyuan extended his hand and shook it with Lao Hu. "Huazi, congratulations. A man should hold up the sky."

Then he turned to Wang Cuicui and said, "Sister-in-law, congratulations! It is a blessing for Huazi to marry you."

Wang Cuicui returned the greeting with a thousand blessings.

Ma Weiyuan took a brocade box from the attendant behind him and handed it to Lao Hu: "It's just a small gift, not a token of respect!"

Lao Hu thanks you again!

Officers such as Zhang Jiang and Lin Qi presented their gifts one by one, and Guo Dachong collected and kept them for them.

After arranging everyone to take their seats, Ma Weiyuan whispered in Lao Hu's ear: "Director Ye won't be coming!"

Hu Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief.

Director Ye is the big boss in the bureau!

However, Lao Hu was also quite dissatisfied: If the person doesn’t come, why doesn’t he bring gifts?

Director Ye, you can’t make friends with him!

Guo Dachong was quite thoughtful and arranged for female relatives to accompany Wang Cuicui.

There are nine in total, plus Wang Cuicui, which means perfection.

Half an hour after the meal started, Lao Hu and Wang Cuicui toasted everyone at each table, and then arranged for someone to send Wang Cuicui home.

Today, those animals will never give up until they get Lao Hu drunk.

Yuqing Tower, kitchen.

Fu Qingyun held a kitchen knife in his hand, his body shaking constantly.

She had already seen the groom's appearance clearly: it was undoubtedly that beast.

Thinking of his tragically dead father and his missing brother, Fu Qingyun could no longer control himself and rushed out of the room with a knife.

"mother!"

A shout froze Fu Qingyun in place.

She threw away the kitchen knife, picked up the child, and sobbed uncontrollably.

I can’t even cry!

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"The sand is blinding me"

"Let me help you blow it!"

The little boy raised his hands, held Fu Qingyun's cheeks, and blew on them.

"Mom, are you okay?"

"All right!"

The child giggled.

"Go play, don't run away!"

The child ran away happily.

A dozen meters away, Hu Zhenhua, who had escaped under the pretext of urinating, witnessed the entire scene.

Lao Hu really wanted to rush out and kneel down to apologize, but what could he do?

For a family that has been torn apart, an apology is powerless.

Blood debt can only be paid with blood!

Hu Zhenhua retreated silently.