Breaking through Guandong, I became Zhu Chuanwen

Chapter 277 I, Zhu Chuanwen, want to burn the buns once!
August 1908, 8, is a memorable day.
Looking at the brightly lit porcelain house behind him, Zhu Chuanwen took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took out three old Badu cigarettes, and handed one to Zhu Kaishan, one to Zhu Chunshan, and one to hold in his mouth. mouth.

"Stick~" The match was lit, and Zhu Chuanwen seemed to see his own child in the light of the fire, it was a kid!

This kid crawled and rolled on the Yaozi Mountain in Sanjiangkou, defecated everywhere in the small garden of the porcelain house, climbed trees, went to the house, smashed glass... Inheriting the martial arts of the Zhu family, he bullied his peers.

The grandpa who stopped other people’s children from crying at night showed a kind face and put his shoulders on his shoulders as a big horse; the heroic second uncle taught him how to shoot a gun;

Or at Hanyao Middle School, in co-ed classrooms, peeking at beautiful female classmates in the same class, writing a small note under the eyes of the teacher, drawing a doll on the textbook...

In a blink of an eye, this little kid will grow to be as tall as him, maybe even taller than him, and he will no longer tell himself that he was bullied with a face full of dirt, and he will no longer do ridiculous things, but he won't either. He told himself and Xian'er all the big and small things...

He will have his own ideas, saying that he did not do well in the Chinese language test today, and that mathematics is too difficult to ask the first tutor to tutor him.He said that he wanted Xian'er to tell the principal and sit behind the first girl.

This stinky boy, from the beginning, he never said a word about the girl who was the first in age...

Maybe after that, there will be red face when accidentally touched, red eyes from crying when changing seats.When studying abroad, we will say goodbye, say goodbye to each other, or never see each other again...

Get married and have children.

Maybe it's Qilin, let Zhu Chuanwen have a chance to say: This kid is really like me back then; or maybe it's a mediocre talent, let Zhu Chuanwen say: Dad's wings can protect you for life.

In the flames, Zhu Chuanwen seems to be able to go very far...

"Chuanwen! Do you still want to order?" Zhu Kaishan's voice brought Zhu Chuanwen back to reality. Old Zhu stretched his neck forward enough, and no matter how much he leaned forward, he didn't have as long an arm. He couldn't beat Zhu Chuanwen holding a match His hand was slowly pulled back.

Zhu Chuanwen quickly threw the burnt match head on the ground, lit it for the two elders, and then lit it for himself.The three of them lit their cigarettes, and slowly transitioned from standing upright to squatting under the corner of the wall.

There is no Zhongzheng peace of tobacco in later generations, only a voice.

"If you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke..." Zhu Kaishan's voice came, patting his son's back, just now Zhu Chuanwen choked on the cigarette.

An uncle and a father sandwiched Zhu Chuanwen, "Why, Chuanwen, are you nervous?" Zhu Chunshan looked at his nephew's expression, he had seen this expression several years ago, when he was surrounded by Russians in the suburbs of Bingcheng When he got up, Zhu Chuanwen showed such a nervous expression after the Russians left, but why did his wife give birth to a baby?

The old Ba Duoyan had the first sip of his throat, and the second sip became soothing.

"It's quite enjoyable." Zhu Chuanwen took another sip, and said to Zhu Chunshan, "I'm not nervous, Uncle Chunshan, I just think that this child's life is not good, and he was born in this era."

"What's wrong!" Zhu Kaishan patted his elder son on the back of the head again, causing his son to almost stagger, and the elder son was talking nonsense.

That’s because you don’t know that the rabbit chartered a flight to pick up the little rabbit, that’s that you don’t know that the rabbit was bullied by the chickens, that’s that you don’t know how much the rabbit paid to bring down the big gangster in North Korea, that’s...

Seeing that Chuanwen stopped talking, the two brothers chatted on their own.

"Brother, do you think Xian'er's first-born daughter is still a man?"

"Come on man, Chuanwenniang has already figured it out, Xian'er likes to eat sour fruits."

"That's good, we also have the third generation in Kanto, and we have gained a firm foothold..."

While the two were talking, there was finally movement in the room.The one who ran out was the servant Mrs. Zhou: "Master, Master, the young lady gave birth to a fat boy weighing 7 catties and 8 taels!"

Before the two old Zhu could react, this black shadow rushed directly to the door.

"He said he wasn't nervous..." Zhu Kaishan didn't give his son any face, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, smashed his military boots vigorously, and at the same time relaxed his tense body, and walked with Zhu Chunshan calmly. Into the porcelain house living room.

It was the first time that the Porcelain House was so lively, the wives of Zhu Kaishan's detachment leaders walked back and forth carrying basins and packing things.Seeing Zhu Chuanwen coming in, he also smiled and congratulated. The most famous stable woman in Binjiang City was sent to the carriage by Chuanwenniang herself. Looking at the heavy small cloth bag in her hand, she knew that Chuanwenniang gave it a lot.

Zhu Chuanwen grinned all the way, and didn't bother to reply, but his expression was well done.

Xian'er is really lucky, this thought flashed through the hearts of all the women...

After rushing into his bedroom, Zhu Chuanwen's nose twitched, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. Chuanwen Niang was very steady and tidied up everything before asking Mrs. Zhou to come out to notify, so the bedroom was not messy at this time. It was much more refreshing than when Zhu Chuanwen was kicked out by Chuanwenniang. Many things were prepared during delivery, and after giving birth, they were put away.

Looking at the sweat-stained Xian'er, Zhu Chuanwen held Xian'er's hand and said softly, "Thank you, Xian'er."

"Brother Chuanwen, look at our son, you look so much like me, this nose, these eyes..." Xian'er started practicing martial arts at a young age, so of course his physical fitness needless to say, except for his heroic spirit before, in Zhu Chuanwen's eyes now, Xianer The child seemed to be still shining, so Zhu Chuanwen naturally shifted his attention, looking at the small, crumpled little man wrapped in a clean flower quilt, his eyes were full of doting on the mother and child.

From today on, Zhu Chuanwen has a future.

After Chuanwenniang came in, Zhu Chuanwen took the child carelessly, hugged him, and was watched by the two elders, and then the child was carried back to his mother. Watching the child come back, Xian'er lay down peacefully and coaxed the child first. Falling asleep with the child, she also fell asleep exhausted. After Chuanwen Niang arranged for an elderly woman to watch over her, Zhu Chuanwen was thrown out of the bedroom again, because there were still important matters to be resolved. .

name!

"Father, what's your name?"

"Your son is up to you! I'll just give him a nickname!" Zhu Kaishan sat on the sofa satisfied. Zhu Chunshan had already started looking for wine utensils, so he had to congratulate him.

"The nickname has already been decided..." Zhu Chuanwen scratched his head.

"what is it call?"

"Little Man!"

Zhu Kaishan immediately put down his face. The grandfather has already given up his first name, and now he doesn't have the right to name his nickname...

Zhu Chunshan looked at it, and came out to smooth things over: "Brother, Chuanwen, let me see, the two of you can use one word for this name?"

Right.

Lao Zhu picked up a glass of wine on his own, hoping to fight wine and poetry, and come up with a good name.

Hang Chi Hang Chi for a long time, slowly spit out a word: "Country!"

It's decided, the next generation of the Zhu family will take the Chinese characters as their generation.

The country is really big!Zhu Chuanwen was hesitating about the third word again.A father and a grandfather had a heated discussion. After discarding many names, the name of Zhu Chuanwen's eldest son was settled - Zhu Guoding.

This night, it was a matter of course, but the sudden excitement of becoming a father made Zhu Chuanwen stay up all night, with Zhu Kaishan, Zhu Chunshan talked a lot...

The next day, the news that Zhu Chuanwen was happy with his son spread throughout the Hanyao Building. He had his son, so he naturally had to take a few days off for himself, and today he was here to explain things.

"Lao Gu, I'll stay at home for a few days. If there's anything you need, you, Uncle Chun Shan, and shopkeeper Xia can discuss it."

"Knowing my master, I also congratulate you on your precious son!" Gu Ansheng smiled on his face. The master has a queen, and everyone in Hanyao is very happy. Although Zhu Chuanwen is young, this Nuoda's industry can be regarded as having a rich family. heir.

"Well, are you ready to prepare everything?" Zhu Chuanwen asked.

"Ready to start today?"

Zhu Chuanwen intends to burn the bun once in a serious way!
In order to celebrate the birth of Zhu Guoding, Zhu Chuanwen collected a batch of sheep from Xiaoqingshan and a large number of pigs from Kanto. The iron pots produced by the No. [-] Iron Ware Factory have been set up long ago. Pork stewed vermicelli and mutton stewed vermicelli. , As long as someone comes and says some congratulations, it's a bowl.

During the three-day feast, the hostesses were all the family members of Hanyao workers, and they were rewarded with two catties of meat afterwards.

At the same time, the distribution of work-central tickets for Binjiang Prefecture, red envelopes for insurance team members, and the bustle of Xiaoqingshan were carried out at the same time. Zhu Kaishan paid for this money, and Bingcheng budgeted 1 silver dollars.

The Floating Water Seat in the Ice City is in full swing...

Berg, the Russian, the number one boss in Ice City, also heard the news, called the waiter and asked, "Why is this mixed-living area so lively?"

"Master President, I heard that the wife of Vice President Zhu gave birth to a healthy boy. The whole Hanyao, no, the whole mixed-living area is now as if they are celebrating the New Year. The Yao family courtyard has already started celebrating, as long as you can go over and say a word of congratulations, it will be a bowl of dishes with meat!" The waiter said in detail.

"Mr. Zhu has a child!" Berg knew why he, the deputy of the Qing Dynasty, asked him for a week's leave.

"Let's go, let's go to the mixed-living area!"

In the Hanyao family courtyard, Berg took a few waiters to look at the neat family courtyard. It was not the first time he had been here, but every time he came to see such neatly arranged houses, he felt that it was indeed rare.

Order is also a kind of beauty.

"President, would you like to try it?" The waiter brought a bowl of stewed pork vermicelli to Berg.

Originally, Berg was just looking at it, and didn't intend to eat anything, but seeing that the bowl contained his favorite food in Bingcheng, he first slapped the bowl with his chubby hands, and the aroma of sauerkraut Looking at the white meat inside, I couldn't help but feel a strong appetite. I took the bowl and started to make it.

The waiter was naturally aware of his lord's temper, otherwise he wouldn't have served it.

Hululu finished eating, and then returned the bowl, Berg began to stroll around the Hanyao Family Courtyard contentedly.

This man from the Qing Dynasty is really good at governing the city. No wonder Andre valued him so much. Berg looked at the establishment of the family academy school, sports field, activity center, and even the family hospital medical room, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion again.

Just as he was planning to take another stroll towards several other family courtyards, the waiter walked up to Berg's ear and said softly, "Master President, His Majesty's order has arrived!"

Hearing this, Berg immediately got into the carriage. He never forgot why Nicholas II sent him to the Ice City...

In addition to cooperating with Zhu Chuanwen to clear the Japanese tentacles in the black province and drive Mitsui out of the grassland, he also prepared a big gift for the Japanese. With this big gift, he can return to Russia by himself, just around the corner!

Back at the city hall, Berg held the top-secret document reviewed by the tsar, and his face, which was originally naive, showed a little bit of ferocity as his eyes continued to widen.

"Go, tell the Russian firm that you can contact the North Korean rebels!"

(End of this chapter)