War Photographer's Notebook

"From now on, this room will be yours. You are not allowed to go upstairs without being greeted by the lady. I will tell you about the other rules later. You should familiarize yourself with the room first. I will call you out when the lady is done." After finishing speaking, Yang Mom exited the room and helped Wei Ran close the door.

Putting away the Mauser bayonet that was still in his hand, Wei Ran leaned against the wooden door and listened to the Beijing opera Yao Canhua was singing outside, and at the same time he was looking at the room that could have an area of ​​about 20 square meters.

In this room, besides a solid wood wardrobe and an iron canopy bed covered with a mat, there is a green ceiling fan above the head.On the other side of the bed, there is a bedside table with a lamp.

In addition to the few furniture and the dark brown teak floor underfoot, this room also has a floor-to-ceiling window with a pendant door.

Through the wooden door on the floor-to-ceiling window, there is a balcony facing the gate of the small courtyard outside. There is also a bamboo and wood reclining chair and a small wooden table that is not too big.

Hearing that the opera was still being performed outside, Wei Ran walked to the closet and opened the closet door to take a look, seeing that there was nothing inside, he quickly looked under the bed and the drawers of the bedside table.

Finally, he walked into the balcony, took out the cigarette case from the metal book and opened it.

This silver cigarette case from Leningrad can hold a total of 22 cigarettes. The original 12 French smoked cigarettes that came with it had already been smoked, and the Hanako he put in later was also empty. Bring, now there is only a cigarette holder made of antlers.

He took out the camera, the medical kit, the food box, the guqin, and the flashlight for a quick inspection, but the reality made his teeth itch.

There is no need to mention the Guqin Yaoguang in the piano box, but there is no film in the camera, the food box is empty, and there are not even batteries in the flashlight.

He put these things back into the metal book one by one, and there was a knock on the door behind him.

Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately opened the door, and then found that the girl named Qiushi was standing at the door with three long paper tubes on a wooden tray.

Looking past this pretty tall girl, Wei Ran happened to see the famous courtesan Mei Xiang walking up the wooden stairs alone, and Yao Canhua, who was still singing just now, was sitting with that stout girl named Jasmine. There was a low voice chatting at a table.

"Brother Wei Ran, on the left is your salary for this month, a total of 120 yuan."

Qiu Shi, who was standing at the door, raised her delicate chin and gestured towards the wooden tray held in her hands.

Taking a look at the other party's big watery eyes by the way, Wei Ran looked at the tray held by the other party, reached out and picked up two paper tubes and two banknotes pressed by the paper tubes from the left.

Look at the right-hand side of the tray, where there are also two banknotes pressed by a long paper tube.

"Mother Yang is waiting for you in the kitchen." Qiu Shi slightly lowered his voice, and at the same time pointed towards the direction of the kitchen with his big watery eyes.

"I'll go there later"

Wei Ran responded with a smile, and waited until the girl who was estimated to be about the same age as Lu Xinda turned around and walked towards Miss Jasmine and Yao Canhua, then closed the door and tore apart the two long paper tubes in her hand.

In this long paper tube, there are a total of 50 Yuan Datou rolled up, plus the two 10-yuan face value green paper notes with Mr. Sun painted on them, it is exactly 120 yuan.

"The capitalists of later generations are not as good as the lonely women of this era"

Wei Ran muttered and put the two green tickets into his pocket, took out the food box and threw the silver dollars into it.

His words are not false at all. Although he has not been to work seriously since he graduated from university, he has never heard of any boss who pays wages first and then makes people work. up.

What's more, although he entered this historical segment earlier this time because of a few thieves, he should make a lot of preparations.

At least he knew clearly that as early as the end of 1935, the government banned the circulation of silver dollars.Even so, this Miss Meixiang still insisted on using the genuine wages of Yuan Dafa's hair, which is really conscientious.

Without daring to waste too much time, after collecting the wages for the next month, Wei Ran took off the tunic suit on his upper body, unbuttoned the cuffs of his white shirt and rolled them up, then opened the door, walked through the living room on the first floor, and walked straight into the kitchen.

There is only one small door for entry and exit in this kitchen, and through that small door is the small space between the back of the house and the courtyard wall.

This is also the place where Hou Shiwei burned the window and drilled into the basement.It's just that at this time, in addition to growing some shallots and coriander, one of the ends is blocked by a boiler room that does not exist in later generations.

And Mama Yang, who nominally belonged to Aunt Wei Ran, was sitting on the mat at the door of the boiler room, busy picking vegetables.

Seeing Wei Ran approaching, Yang's mother immediately picked up a horse tie from her side and handed it over to signal Wei Ran to sit down. While busy, she said gratifiedly, "Miss is very satisfied with you, you have to work hard. In addition, you have to remember A few rules."

"What rules?" Wei Ran said while reaching out to help the other party choose vegetables.

"You don't need to do this rough work"

Yang's mother took the beans from Wei Ran's hand, lowered her voice slightly, and said, "Our lady is a clean person, the leather shoes must be cleaned every day, and the soles of the shoes must be cleaned before entering the door.

Clothes should also be changed every day and must not smell of sweat. Later, your dumb uncle will take you to buy a few sets of clothes and buy you a pocket watch at that time. "

Speaking of which, Yang Ma took out a silver shell pocket watch from her apron pocket and showed it to Wei Ran, then took it back and said, "Miss is a punctual person, this watch should be checked with the watch on the first floor every morning." Don't dare to let it slow down if you want to check the watch with your big desk clock.

In addition, the biggest rule in this book apartment is that you are not allowed to play money, drink alcohol or touch opium. If you find out, you will be fired, do you remember? "

"I remember." Wei Ran nodded, and asked in a low voice, "When is Miss's birthday?"

"July 25th in the lunar calendar," Mama Yang subconsciously replied, "But Miss's birthday is on the Western calendar, September 9th every year."

After answering Wei Ran's question, Mama Yang looked at Wei Ran suspiciously, "Why are you asking this?"

"Just ask." Wei Ran changed the subject in a gag, and at the same time muttered secretly, "It really is a Virgo!"

"Miss is talkative, but don't inquire about her affairs." Yang Ma whispered.

"Auntie, let's talk about the other people. What's their history?" Wei Ran asked along the way.

"Jasmine and Qiushi were both rescued by the lady"

Yang's mother lowered her voice, put down the food in her hand and explained to Wei Ran's ear, "Miss picked Jasmine eight years ago, and she was begging for food at the gate of Seventh Heaven. It was still raining heavily that day." , Miss saw her pitiful and brought her back."

"Is she the boy's aunt?"

"may not"

Yang's mother explained, "Miss needs someone who can play and sing, and Jasmine brought her nephew. I heard that the child's father died of cold in spring, and he was still working in the theater troupe at that time." , Jasmine only recognized him when she accompanied Miss to the theater some time ago."

"Where's Qiushi?" Wei Ran asked.

"That girl is just as miserable. Last August, her father wanted to sell her to a brothel for some cigarette money. Although that girl looks weak and weak, she has a very strong temper!

I saw it with my own eyes, when she struggled away from her father and wanted to throw herself into the Haihe River.It was also thanks to Cao Dumb and I passing by on errands for the young lady that we rescued her. "

"What about the dumb uncle?" Wei Ran asked.

"Mute Cao is not ordinary"

Mama Yang lowered her voice, "He seemed to be Dashuai Zhang's messenger in the past. When Dashuai Zhang returned to the northeast, he was sent to Jinmen on a business trip. Later, Dashuai Zhang was killed and he was also arrested. Almost killed him and hurt his throat."

"Miss picked it up too?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.

"That's not it"

Yang Ma explained, "Miss is kind-hearted. At that time, she saw Cao Dumb begging in Quanyechang, so she rewarded him with five yuan. Later, the lady's car broke down just after driving to the entrance of Zhongyuan Company. Although the girl Jasmine also learned how to She knows how to drive, but she doesn't know how to repair a car.

When the lady was worrying, Cao Dumb, a cigarette seller who was already relying on the five yuan given by the lady, saw it and helped fix the car. The lady simply hired him to be the driver, saving money That girl Molly dared not dump it in the garage every day she drove. "

Before Wei Ran could continue to ask, that dumb Cao also knocked on the kitchen door.

"Go!" Yang Ma immediately urged, "Follow your dumb uncle to do some shopping."

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately stood up, followed the dumb uncle who was standing at the door, and walked out.

When the two of them were about to go out, the girl named Jasmine also called Yao Canhua to get up and went out together. When the dumb uncle drove out a milky white four-door Chevrolet sedan from the garage, he immediately brought a long gown and a circle Yao Canhua, wearing cloth shoes, got into the rear compartment.

After Wei Ran sat down in the co-pilot's seat, Cao Yaba immediately drove the car out of the courtyard slowly, and drove out slowly.

In the sweltering carriage, Wei Ran looked at the world outside the door and couldn't help sighing. All kinds of beautiful western buildings along the way, as well as various foreigners appearing from time to time, as well as the jingling trams, seemed to reveal a busy and prosperous atmosphere. picture.

But this world is by no means the romantic era of the Republic of China that those brain-dead sisters of later generations yearn for.

The slow tram on the street was full of people, and there were still a lot of "tickets" outside. The policemen directing the traffic in the middle of the road would wave their batons at every turn to those unruly rickshaw drivers. A few times, so that for a while, he had the illusion of being on the streets of Mumbai, India.

romantic?

How romantic are Chinese people in this era?
All he could see were those young girls or women with disheveled faces, standing under the signs of "Eight Cents", "Six Cents" and even "Four Cents" in order to survive, expecting those Coolies who still have to do heavy physical work under the sun can have time and extra money to take care of their business.

He can still see the skinny smoke bugs curled up at the door of the opium halls that can be seen almost everywhere. They try to breathe with their mouths wide open in the eyes of the people around them, as if they are hoping to get rid of those who have not allowed them. I smelled some "second-hand smoke" in the smokehouse I entered.

He could even see that in this scorching weather, some half-grown children were busy selling newspapers or cigarettes, or doing heavy physical work just like adults.

In this world, in this era, maybe there are only those Western adults who wear suits and sit in rickshaws and smoke cigars, maybe only they can please those with almost numb faces, let them lie in their arms Feel the so-called romance from this cheongsam girl who is waving her hands in broad daylight.

In Wei Ran's racing thoughts, Cao dumb also drove the car to the door of a foreign firm.

In addition to writing "Schweig Foreign Trade Co., Ltd." in Chinese characters, this foreign firm also wrote "Schweig Trading Co., Ltd." in German.

Called by Cao Dumb, Wei Ran pushed the door and got off the car, followed him to the gate of the foreign company, but Jasmine and Yao Canhua who were sitting in the back compartment did not follow, they crossed the road and walked across the road to a clothing store with only a signboard in Chinese characters .

Withdrawing his gaze and walking into the foreign firm, Wei Ran walked into an office under the leadership of Cao Dumb.

Soon, a blond white man in a white suit who looked in his thirties walked in, shook hands with Dumb Cao enthusiastically and asked in standard Chinese, "Is it Miss Meixiang who wants to see me? "

Hearing this, Dumb Cao shook his head, pointed at Wei Ran, and then made a pistol shape with his hand, then took out a certificate from his pocket and showed it to the other party, and then pointed at Wei Ran again. Wei Ran.

"Come with me"

The white man didn't show any disappointed expression, he beckoned Wei Ran to follow him out of the office, stepped on the stairs to the second floor, and walked into a not-so-big room.

"Sit in that chair," the blond caucasian said, already picking up a camera that had been sitting on the table.

"What's the use of taking pictures of me?" Wei Ran asked abruptly in German.

"You speak German?"

The white man looked at Wei Ran in surprise, then put down the camera in his hand, stretched out his hand to Wei Ran, and introduced himself in German, "I am Volker von Schweiger, the owner of this foreign firm. manager."

"My German name is Victor, of course, you can call my Chinese name Wei Ran."

Wei Ran asked in a joking tone while shaking hands with the other party, "Are you a Junker nobleman? Why can't I see the ugly scars of honor on your face?"

"You know about honor scars?"

The manager of the foreign company looked at Wei Ran who was shaking hands with him in surprise. The so-called scar of honor was actually the scar left by the Junker nobles who liked to duel at every turn when they were stabbed on the cheek by the opponent with a fencing sword during a fencing duel. That's all.

Although not [-]% of Junker nobles have this kind of scars, at least during World War I and World War II, those in the German army with facial wounds had [-]% Junker noble blood.

There is no doubt that the scars of honor have also become a joke for the common people to the Junker nobles, even if the latter regard those stab wounds as glory.

However, seeing that Wei Ran did not answer his rhetorical question, the manager of the foreign company smiled and shook his head, picked up the camera again, and explained in German very calmly, "I am not a nobleman, but in this far east , Pretending to be a nobleman really makes it easier for me to do business.

Okay, sit down, I'm going to take a photo for you, and in a few days you'll get a driver's license that can be used in the concession.By the way, who are you to Miss Meixiang? "

"bodyguard"

Sitting on the chair, Wei Ran straightened his back, and asked in Chinese, "Are you Miss Meixiang's friend?"

"Friends? Are they considered friends?"

Volker first pressed the shutter towards Wei Ran, and then explained, "Miss Meixiang is a very good dance partner and a very patient Chinese teacher.

Victor, we will meet often in the future, just in the Shuaishu Apartment.Okay, you can stand up, you still need a pistol, right? "

"Yes." Wei Ran stood up and responded, "What kind of pistols do you have here?"

"Do you have any requests?" Volker put down the camera and asked, "For the sake of your German skills, I can give you a good discount."

"Do you have PPK?" Wei Ran asked casually.

"Chinese people seem to prefer Browning and Mauser's products"

As he spoke, Volker stretched out his hand and opened a drawer, showing off proudly, "But I do have a PPK, how about it? Would you like one? Two additional magazines and two boxes of bullets are included."

"Is it expensive?" Wei Ran asked cautiously.

"I said it will give you a decent discount, so it won't be very expensive."

While speaking, Volker took out a cardboard box from the innermost side of the drawer and pushed it to Wei Ran, "Have you ever been to Germany?"

Hearing this, Wei Ran smiled strangely, and said nonsense, "Two years ago, I listened to Mr. Dolph's speech at the Krupp factory. He is a very contagious gentleman."

"I haven't been back for three years"

Walker said with emotion, "My wife only boarded the ship back home a month ago, but I feel that it has been a century."

"Is your wife Jewish?" Wei Ran opened the carton while speaking, and took out a small PPK pistol and two magazines with thumb rests from it.

"Did Miss Meixiang tell you?" Walker asked with a smile.

"For the sake of your willingness to give me a discount"

Wei Ran took apart the small pistol in his hand for a more detailed inspection and said, "If you are willing to believe me, it is best to let your wife and family leave Germany within two years."

"Why?" Volker asked puzzled.

"Do you have film and batteries for sale here?"

Wei Ran did not answer the other party's question, but slowly assembled the pistol that he took apart, "How much do I need to pay for this gun?"

"Ms. Qian Meixiang who bought the weapon will pay together at the end of the month"

Seeing that Wei Ran didn't answer his question, Volker simply rummaged through a few boxes of bullets and handed them to Wei Ran, then changed the subject and asked, "What type of film and battery do you need? These things were just printed by Miss Meixiang. It wasn't mentioned on the phone call, so you'll have to pay for it yourself."

"certainly"

Wei Ran nodded his head as a matter of course, and while taking the bullet, he also reported the type and quantity of the film and battery he needed to the other party.

Without making him wait long, Volker took what he needed and accepted the two banknotes in Wei Ran's hand.

After receiving the change from the other party, this Volker also handed Wei Ran a silver pocket watch. From what he said, it seems that Miss Meixiang asked him to help prepare it in the phone call just now.

Without wasting too much time, Wei Ran bid farewell to this Volker, went downstairs to meet Dumb Cao and left the firm.

However, Dumb Cao didn't intend to open the door to get in the car. Instead, he gestured for him to follow across the busy road and walked into a clothing store, meeting Jasmine who was drinking tea at the table.

"Dude"

Jasmine greeted the clerk in the store, then pointed to Wei Ran and said, "Measure him for two sets of Chinese tunic suits and five shirts."

After finishing speaking, Miss Jasmine asked Wei Ran again, "Are the shoes on your feet the right size?"

"It's a bit small." Wei Ran replied truthfully, the shoes on his feet were indeed a bit small.

"Bring him two more pairs of leather shoes, and I want this style."

After Jasmine finished speaking to the clerk, she immediately said to Wei Ran, "Take off your shoes and put them here. They were originally taken from this store temporarily."

Hearing this, Wei Ran obeyed the other party's arrangement, took off his boots, and with the help of the little clerk who looked only sixteen or seventeen, changed into a pair of mid-top boots of the same style that were half a size bigger. I bought a pair of replacement boots of the same style and a pair of mill-soled round-toed cloth shoes.

After tidying up the clothes on his feet, the guy invited a tailor who looked about 50 or [-] years old from the inside to help Wei Ran carefully measure the size.

Before he finished measuring, Yao Canhua also changed into a better-fitting gown and came out of it.

After the guy had finished his measurement for Wei Ran and agreed on when to deliver it to his door, Jasmine and Cao Yaba took the two of them into a barber shop not far away, and gave them each a neat cut. .

This is not over yet. Next, the two of them took him and Yao Canhua to buy some daily necessities such as towels, socks, and razors. Of course, the two of them had to pay for these things themselves.

When they returned to the gate of Schweiger & Co. after purchasing all the things they needed, Dumb Cao let Wei Ran sit in the driver's seat.

Seeing the other person's expression on his face, Wei Ran handed the things he was carrying to Jasmine in the back seat, started the car, and began to drive happily without a license in this slightly chaotic street according to Cao Dumb's command.

Unlike the cars of later generations that can easily run more than 100 kilometers, the cars of this era have a top speed of only [-] or [-] kilometers per hour on the stopwatch. This car has no seat belts at all, and even no pillows.

Coupled with the hustle and bustle of people on the road, he actually drove slowly at a speed of more than 20 kilometers per hour.

Such a slow-paced rush didn't last long, and he saw a beautiful building at the corner of the intersection directly ahead, with the words "Jinmen Quanyechang" written on it.

Almost at the same time as he saw the building, Dumb Cao signaled him to turn left in front.

When Wei Ran steered the car to stop at the gate of Quanyechang, Dumb Cao lowered the window, put his hand in his mouth and blew a loud whistle.

Soon, a little guy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old ran over with a cigarette box in his arms, and asked with extra enthusiasm, "Uncle Cao, is it still Camel cigarettes?"

Mute Cao nodded when he heard the words, and at the same time handed over a paper ticket, and made a gesture of scissors to indicate the quantity he wanted to buy.

Seeing this, the young man immediately took the money, took two packs of cigarettes and a pack of matches from the wooden box, and handed them in through the car window.

"Young man, come here." Wei Ran waved to the young man.

"Here we come! What cigarettes do you want?" The young man walked around from the front of the car and asked enthusiastically.

"One bag of Qianmen, one bag of camels." Wei Ran said, and handed over a two-yuan paper note left over from the change just now.

"There are 10 packs and 20 packs on the front door, you want"

"20 cigarettes?" Wei Ran replied casually, this smoking was a task given by the metal book, he didn't dare to bet that smoking 10 cigarettes less every day would make the ancestor unhappy.

Seeing this, the young man took the money, picked up two packs of cigarettes and a pack of matches, and handed them to Wei Ran.

"Give me two packs too"

Jasmine, who was sitting in the back row, said jokingly, "I want Fairy, Wei Ran, can I smoke two packs of cigarettes?"

"Of course." Wei Ran nodded happily.

Seeing this, the young man outside the car immediately took two packs of Fairy brand cigarettes and a pack of matches, and handed them along with the change to Wei Ran who was driving.

Handing the two packs of cigarettes and the match from the peddler to Jasmine behind him, Wei Ran unhurriedly tore open the pack of cigarettes with the front door number, then took out the silver cigarette case from his pocket and put it in went in.

While he was busy here, Dumb Cao and Jasmine were doing almost the same thing.

When the three old bongs each lit a cigarette with a mouthpiece, the car immediately became like a smoke kiln for bacon. As for the only non-smoker Yao Canhua, he was naturally the only piece of fresh meat waiting to be cooked. meat.

"It's almost there, let's go home." Jasmine said while teaching Yao Canhua to roll down the car window.

Hearing this, Wei Ran looked at the co-pilot's Dumb Cao, but the latter just nodded, but he didn't mean to show the way at all, obviously Wei Ran was still taking the school exam.

Naturally, Wei Ran cannot be troubled by this small test. No matter how hard he tries at this time, Jinmen is far less prosperous than later generations, not to mention that Wei Ran is always paying attention to the surrounding environment, so how can he get lost.

Driving the car back to the small western-style building without hindrance, Wei Ran skillfully backed the car into the courtyard and then backed it straight into the garage.

However, before he could turn off the car, the girl Jasmine in the back compartment said reluctantly, "Xiao Su's mother is here, if I knew it, I wouldn't have come back so early."

"Who is Xiao Su's mother?"

Wei Ran turned off the engine and asked curiously. He also noticed the rickshaw parked at the door just now, and also noticed the fat woman standing on the entrance steps of the small building just now.

"Xiao Su's mother is Miss's former madam"

However, Jasmine was not in a hurry to open the car door, she just explained in a low voice, "In addition to introducing customers to the lady, she is always thinking of tricking Qiushi to pick up customers."

Speaking of this, Jasmine kindly reminded, "Xiao Su's mother will definitely not have a good fart in her mouth. No matter what she says later, you two can just listen to it. If you really don't want to listen to it, just smoke. She can't smell the smoke. Cough at the smell of smoke."

After finishing speaking, Jasmine and Dumb Cao had already relit a cigarette, opened the car door and walked out of the garage.

"Would you like a pack of cigarettes?" Wei Ran asked before Yao Canhua got off the car.

"Miss doesn't allow me to smoke," Yao Canhua quickly waved his hands and refused.

"Why are you not allowed to smoke?" Wei Ran pushed open the car door while speaking.

"Protect your throat"

Yao Canhua explained with a bit of inferiority, "Miss said that I can't play the erhu, and I can't sing all the plays. My whole person is worth a little money, so I have to cherish it."

Hearing this, Wei Ran put the second cigarette he had just drawn back into the cigarette case, then took Yao Canhua to the rear of the car, opened the trunk, and took out their belongings one by one.

Each of them left the garage with their things. When Wei Ran just walked into the small building, he heard that in the living room on the first floor, the little Su Mama who was wearing a top shirt and a skirt, with a round figure like a gourd, was speaking in a shrill voice. The son counted on Mei Xiang who was sitting at the dining table eating slowly.

"You damn girl! Look at all the things you picked up with missing arms and legs!"

With one hand on her hips and a silk handkerchief in the other, this little Su's mother scolded, "A local old lady who can't cook Western food, a dumb person who can't kick a fart with three legs, and a woman who is better than me!" A man is a stupid maid for a man! You finally have such a treasure as Qiu Shi, and you still guard against letting her make money! You prodigal loser—who are these two men!"

Just when Wei Ran thought of Aunt Fu in his mother's travel agency for no reason, that fat woman, Xiao Su's mother, finally noticed him and Yao Canhua who was hiding behind him.

"The luthier and bodyguard I'm looking for"

Mei Xiang, who was eating, responded without raising her head, and then said, "Qiu Shi, go and get the Yaoqin, and let the two of them play a section for Xiao Su's mother to listen to."

"Listen to what! Listen to what!"

Little Su's mother sized up Wei Ran and Yao Canhua unhappily, and said angrily, "No, no, neither of these will work. You can't have any more men in this apartment, especially the big one, this one." You're so handsome, it's hard to avoid those favors who come to you."

"Snapped!"

Mei Xiang slapped the chopsticks in her hand on the table heavily, and Xiao Su's mother, who was still being critical just now, also shivered, and finally stopped talking.

"Wei Ran, see off the guests!"

"Hey! You rascal, how dare you."

What else to dare, but Xiao Su's mother couldn't tell, because not only a slender and sharp Mauser bayonet had been attached to her neck at this time, but Wei Ran's other hand had also come from the back of her waist. She pulled out a small PPK pistol, pressed down the hammer, and used the oily muzzle to press against her oily temple.

"Are you going out by yourself or should I chop you up into pieces and throw them out?" Wei Ran said with a smile close to Xiao Su's mother's ear, and the latter also shivered involuntarily.

This little Su's mother is an old bustard, but when she was young, she was also a veteran in the Fengyue field. Naturally, Wei Ran was really asking her to choose one of the two, not a simple threat.

In fact, she was not the only one who could tell, and Mei Xiang who was sitting at the dining table could also tell that Wei Ran was not joking, so after sighing, she waved her hand to signal Wei Ran to accept the supernatural power, and then said seriously, "Mother Su, Republic of China I have already redeemed myself in 16 years, and I am still the guarantor of the young marshal. From now on, I will not bother you about the things in my yard. As long as we don’t tear ourselves apart, I still treat you as my own mother , and I will never forget your kindness to me."

Glancing at the smiling Wei Ran with trepidation, the little Su's mother took a few steps forward and asked tentatively, "Then Miss Qiushi and..."

"Don't even think about playing Qiushi's idea."

Meixiang lit a cigarette slowly, "As for the Japanese merchant you mentioned, I can meet him tomorrow. I'm not in the mood today."

"Tomorrow, then tomorrow!"

Xiao Su's mother glanced again at Wei Ran, who had been smiling at her all the time, aggressively pushed Yao Canhua away who was blocking the door, and walked out quickly with a small bag.