I rewrote family history

Chapter 174 Master Hu's Goodbye

Walk out of the Yu residence.

The snow is getting smaller.

There are only a few scattered pieces left, falling from the white and miserable sky.

But Xu Cong felt that it was more than a little colder.

Perhaps snow fell on the shoulder blades. The snow was absorbed by the heat of the house and melted into snow water, which seeped into the inner lining of the clothes.

He thought it should be so, the cold wind scraped the remaining flesh on his shoulder like a knife.

"Shouldn't have come back so early."

Xu Cong felt the white flowers like catkins being swept by the wind and slapped him on the face one by one. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the dancing girl waiting at the station.

There are not many pedestrians on the street.

In snowy weather, all cats burn kangs at home to keep warm, and rarely come out.

The dancing girl is wearing a thin red dress, her neck is shrunken, her eyes are looking around, and she is waiting for the rickshaw.She shrugged her shoulders hard, trying to hide her white flesh in her clothes.

There is enough meat exposed.

Xu Cong thought maliciously.

He had never been to a brothel in China, but after going to Toyo, he inevitably went to Okiyacho in Kyoto with a few classmates for fun.There is not much difference between this dancer and a geisha, except that she has not rubbed white powder and is wrapped in a thick kimono.

suddenly.

There was a strong wind.

The roof tiles facing the street suddenly rattled, and the withered autumn grass growing in the cracks of stones and bricks was pulled out, and rolled together with the newspapers and dead branches that fell on the ground, rolled around, and was sometimes pulled up. I was empty, and sometimes I was stepped on the soles of my feet.

Xu Cong shuddered.

He chose to hide with the dancer at the station—the corner of the alley.

The smell of inferior face powder filled his nostrils, he frowned, didn't say anything, just held his breath secretly, not intending to let a trace of outside breath penetrate into his body.

The wind outside is getting stronger.

Even the light was swept away by it and became dark.

Xu Cong shrank together with the dancer, but he couldn't ignore it anymore.This is an excellent safe haven, so you don't have to worry about being injured by the cold wind.He was close to the dancer's body, and he could clearly feel the slightly cold yet warm tender skin of the dancer, as well as the heartbeat hidden under the skin.

He poked his head out and looked towards the front of the station, wanting to leave this place of trouble.

It's okay to fool around in the East, but when you return to your hometown, you have to properly shrink your image. Once you have any indecent behavior, you will become the talk of the villagers after dinner the next day.

This corner is said to be the station, but in fact it is just a step under the verandah of the cloth shop, which is higher than the Qingshiban Road.It's just because there is an advertisement leaflet of Liu's car dealership nailed on the gray wall, so it has become a place to wait for rickshaws by convention.

"Sir, your hat..."

At this time, a soft sound exploded in Xu Cong's ear.

Followed by.

The hat on his head suddenly hung in the air, and the cold wind blew away the residual heat accumulated in the hair gap.

Subconsciously, Xu Cong quickly pressed the brim of his hat with his hands, fixed the hat, then pulled back his body that had protruded from the corner of the alley, raised his head, straightened his back slightly, and looked towards the source of the voice.

The dancer had a smile on her face and looked very gentle. When she saw his looking back, she nodded her head slightly and stepped back a little to make room for him.

The twilight is getting darker, and soon after noon, there is a tendency to be late at night.

"Sir...you came back from studying abroad?"

After a moment of silence, the dancer broke the quiet and oppressive atmosphere. She glanced at Xu Xing's attire from top to bottom and asked.

"Yes."

Xu Cong coughed lightly and replied briefly.

After returning, he felt that he shouldn't be so cold and ignore other people's feelings, so he nodded again and added, "I just came back from Dongyang, and I'm a student studying in Dongyang..."

At this point in his statement, he paused slightly, and added, "What about you?"

He had witnessed it with his own eyes when she was reduced to a low-level dancer. Most of the experiences that a dancer told were tragic and bizarre, and there would be no good things to say.

However, he could never return enthusiasm with indifference.

That's impolite.

"I also came from a bitter background."

Xu Cong defended himself.

While speaking, he moved his steps, moved back to the dancer, and moved to a warmer place deeper in the alley.

Sour stink and bad powder, the latter being better.

"I won't mention it."

"To those gentlemen, too much talk."

The dancer shook her head slightly.

There was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Sir, will you teach when you come back, or hold a public office? Or go to journalism?"

She looked Xu Cong carefully and asked curiously.

Most of the international students who return to China take these three paths.Although she has studied some books and been exposed to high-class society, her knowledge is limited after all, and she can't think of other ways to make a living.

"It's probably teaching..."

Xu Cong hesitated for a moment and said.

After years of war, he couldn't see the future of this country, and everything was confusing.He has been an official for a long time, and he doesn't want to be like Mr.Too much disregard.

And the journalism industry..., offends people.

But whether he really went to teach, he was not sure.

This is just a perfunctory sentence for the dancing girl.

It can't be said that he hasn't figured out what he really wants to do.

"Teaching is not bad."

he thought to himself.

I think this is also a way.

"The car is here."

The dancing girl didn't ask what Xu Cong was going to do after becoming a teacher.When Xu Cong was trying to prevaricate, she pointed to the entrance of the alley, and the sound of wheels crushing the snow came over.

A rickshaw stopped at the station.

"together?"

"together?"

The two looked at each other and boarded the rickshaw together.

In this weather and the color of the sky, it would be difficult to wait outside for a while longer.

The dancer got off the bus halfway, and when they arrived at Liu's house, Xu Cong was the only one in the rickshaw.When the rickshaw driver yelled boldly, stopped his pace, lowered the handlebars, and stopped on the ground, Xu Cong regained his senses and looked outside.

The twilight moonlight shone obliquely on the front of the mansion along the roof, and the shadows projected by the two red lanterns hanging at the door echoed it. The cold white moonlight and the warm sun-like lights magically merged together , but although the moonlight is dim, it covers the world after all, and the pavilions without lights and shadows are still bleak and lonely.

A white fox stood in the vestibule, facing Xu Cong who was ascending the steps.

Strange, familiar, alienated, close.

"Master Hu?"

"Why are you here? No, you were here five years ago?"

Xu Cong stared blankly at the young white fox, muttering to himself.

He didn't think he had misidentified the fox, only Mr. Hu's fox eyes had that charm, which was very different from other white foxes, and it could be seen at a glance.

"That's fine, you're here, that's fine."

"I……"

Xu Cong said harshly.

After Master Hu left, he was heartbroken, but gradually, he became familiar with the days without Master Hu.

It is a good thing that someone who can support Mr. Hu is in the Liu residence.

　New year, new weather, stable update!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)