Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

"I'm a little worried. Last night, there was a shooting in our area for some reason, and one person was injured!" Zhou Zhigang said.

"When did it happen? Who was injured?" Zhao Cheng asked knowingly.

"I don't know who it was. I thought you fired the gun! But I remember you didn't bring a gun yesterday?" Zhou Zhigang was also wondering what was going on.

"Hey, I went to bed as soon as I got back last night, and I didn't meet anyone along the way?" Zhao Cheng continued to play dumb.

"Okay, as long as you're okay, are you guys leaving now?" Zhou Zhigang no longer worried about it. As long as Zhao Cheng and the others were safe, it was fine.

"Well, everything's packed, we'll be leaving soon! You should get to work too, Lao Zhou. I'll call you next time I come!"

Zhou Zhigang stood at the entrance of the guesthouse, watching the truck drive away. He felt that he had finally helped Zhao Cheng a little this time.

Before, his family had always accepted Zhao Cheng's help. Although he always gave Zhao Cheng some mountain products and the like, Zhou Zhigang knew that those things were nothing at all, and Zhao Cheng's family was not short of those things. He just didn't have anything to give in return!

When Zhao Cheng and his companions were leaving the city, they also encountered a police inspection. No matter what, they had to intercept the gunman. No matter who that person was, using a gun was a serious case.

However, when the inspecting police saw Zhao Cheng's ID and looked at everyone's letters of introduction, they also knew that these people came here from Peking to purchase New Year's goods. The inspecting police just took a quick look and let Zhao Cheng and his friends go.

When Zhao Cheng left the city, Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong had already arrived at school. After the first class, Zhou Bingyi went to Zhou Rong's class to find Cai Xiaoguang. He had been wondering what was different about the pen that Zhao Cheng gave him.

When Cai Xiaoguang saw the pen Zhou Bingyi took out, he became a little uneasy.

"Brother Bingyi, where are you from?" Cai Xiaoguang asked excitedly.

He had just seen Zhou Rong's pen, which was just an ordinary Parker pen. Cai Xiaoguang was not very interested in it, not even as interested in the lyrics of the song Zhou Rong took out.

But the one Zhou Bingyi brought was different. It was a Parker gold pen! This thing was so rare in China that each one was a rarity, well-preserved by people who only took it out to look at it from time to time.

My own father doesn't have it, and I only saw it from a leader.

"My father's friend came to my house yesterday and gave it to me! Zhou Rong also has a pen like this? Didn't you see it?" Zhou Bingyi asked.

"Oh, Brother Bingyi, this is not the same thing as Zhou Rong's! Hers is just an ordinary Parker fountain pen, but yours is a Parker gold pen! Do you know what a gold pen is? Zhou Rong's precious thing should be the song, not the fountain pen! Your gold pen is really rare! Even my dad doesn't have this thing!" Cai Xiaoguang said to Zhou Bingyi a little incoherently.

"Is it very precious?" Zhou Bingyi was not sure.

"Precious? Brother Bingyi, this thing is considered a rarity in our country! Mainly because there are too few of them in our country. Who are you to give you such a precious thing?" Cai Xiaoguang asked curiously.

"I'm from Peking. I only know that Uncle Zhao is a combat hero who participated in the North Korean War. I heard that he killed thousands of American soldiers. These things were all captured by him. He also gave Bingkun a golden lighter! The kind that burns oil!" Zhou Bingyi briefly introduced Zhao Cheng's situation.

"He must be a high-ranking official to be able to seize such a Parker gold pen! When did your family get to know such a person?" Cai Xiaoguang hesitated.

"He's not a high-ranking official, just the chief of a police station. But my father met him in Peking. I heard that he lived and worked in Peking right after the liberation!" Zhou Bingyi's eyes were also a little complicated.

He was quite mature and knew a lot about these interpersonal relationships. Zhao Cheng had already helped their family a lot, and this time he gave them such a valuable gift, which made Zhou Bingyi a little unsure of what to say to Zhao Cheng.

But there's nothing in my family worth coveting, right? Could it be, as Uncle Zhao said, that I just get along well with my family?

Cai Xiaoguang didn’t think it was that complicated. He was now curious about Zhou Bingkun’s thing.

"Brother Bingyi, do you have anything else to do? Class is about to start!" Cai Xiaoguang originally wanted to go to Zhou Bingkun, but the preparatory bell had already rung, so he could only remind Zhou Bingyi and then returned to the classroom.

At this time, Zhou Bingyi also heard the preparatory bell and came back to his senses. He looked at Cai Xiaoguang's back, shook his head, turned around and walked towards his classroom.

After the second class, Cai Xiaoguang rushed to Zhou Bingkun's class to check out his belongings, but Zhou Bingkun had left them at home.

Cai Xiaoguang could only make an appointment with Zhou Bingkun to go to his house after school to see the golden lighter.

Cai Xiaoguang actually guessed it was a lighter from the United States, but he had only seen silver and ordinary brass ones, not the golden ones. Not to mention that he had never seen one, even in Jichun, he had never heard of anyone having one!

Cai Xiaoguang was a little absent-minded the whole day, and was thinking about going to Zhou's house after school in the evening to check out those things.

Of course, Zhao Cheng didn't know that the gifts he gave to the children would bring them troubles of one kind or another.

At this time, Zhao Cheng had already left Jichun and was about to reach Siping.

There were no bandits or robbers along the way. Zhao Cheng planned to drive to Shenyang today and rest. After all, Shenyang is a big city and a safe place in every way.

Zhao Cheng and his friends cannot be careless on their journey back. After all, the car is full of things and can easily be stolen or robbed.

Fortunately, Zhao Cheng and his men brought a lot of guns this time, and Zhao Cheng was also carrying a long rifle on his back, a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle! This was something Zhao Cheng had obtained through connections, and it was Zhao Cheng's own gun, not the unit's!

They arrived in Shenyang safely on the first day. Zhao Cheng found a guesthouse to stay in. After arranging the staff on duty at night, Zhao Cheng and his friends went to eat and rest with peace of mind.

Nothing happened that night and Zhao Cheng had a good sleep. After having breakfast in Shenyang the next day, Zhao Cheng led the convoy to continue its journey.

Today, Zhao Cheng planned to wait until he reached Shanhaiguan before resting, and was determined not to drive at night. After all, the Northeast was already covered with ice and snow at this time, and it was not safe to drive at night.