20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 315: Join the army here, join the bandits there

"Soldier?"

When Zhao Zhengbei heard that his sister-in-law was going to send him to the martial arts hall, his whole face wrinkled up and his expression looked quite resistant.

There is an old saying that he often hears - good iron cannot be hammered into nails, and good men cannot be soldiers.

Although he didn't quite understand the reason, he knew very well that carrying a gun was a hard job, especially in these days, when he could die on the battlefield at any time.

Nowadays, there are only two types of people who are willing to serve as soldiers in military camps: one is the sons of officials who go to enjoy the blessings, and the other is the poor people who go to make a living.

Wandering in the market, eating, drinking and having fun, wouldn’t it be fun?

Why do you have to carry a gun and be a soldier?

Hu Xiaoyan corrected: "I'm not asking you to become a soldier. That's a martial arts school. After graduation, you will be an officer."

Zhao Zhengbei also understood his sister-in-law's intention, but he was still a little unhappy when the matter fell on him.

But seeing the look in his sister-in-law's eyes that didn't allow for refutation, he didn't dare to refuse. After thinking for a moment, he thought: No, I have to endure hardship, and I can't bear it alone!

After thinking about it, he asked with a tentative smile: "Sister-in-law, are Brother Dong and the others going?"

Hu Xiaoyan shook her head, "They are studying now, it's a bit late. You are the youngest and have the most potential, so you must go!"

"They are young too!" Zhao Zhengbei was anxious to drag everyone into the water, "Brother Dong just looks old, he is only twenty years old now..."

"Your brother Dong has to stay and help the family."

"Then there is the second brother, who is only nineteen years old!"

Hu Xiaoyan remained silent and looked at Bei Feng quietly.

Zhao Zhengbei thought for a moment, and finally shook his head, "The second brother's size may not be that interesting... Then the third brother, the third brother can do it, he is not much different from the second brother!"

Hu Xiaoyan refused: "No, Xifeng has to help surround Fengtian's gang of little fans."

When Zhao Zhengbei heard this, he immediately fainted.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to turn to Jiang Lianheng for help, "Brother Dao..."

Jiang Lian waved his hand, but said: "You see I'm useless! Just go if you are told. You might become a battalion commander, regiment commander or something by then. Our family is counting on you."

While talking, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Zhang Zhengdong, who was in the outer room, went over to open the door.

After a while, the whole room seemed to suddenly become a little darker. When everyone looked up, it was indeed the big man Yuan Xinfa who had arrived.

Jiang and Hu were not surprised by this.

Although Yuan Xinfa committed the murder within the boundaries of the Southern Railway, many neighbors had witnessed him chasing Kang Er with a knife before that.

Now that Koji is dead, he is naturally the number one suspect.

And the reason why he can still stand here safe and sound is all because Yu Jiang Lianheng helped him smoothen the relationship at the patrol station.

Yuan Xinfa lowered his head and walked into the house and stopped in front of the earthen bed. Because he was too tall, he looked a little cramped.

He held a thick pile of sneakers in his hands, which was a thank-you gift that Yingzi rushed out overnight. It was not expensive, but every stitch and every thread was thoughtful.

"Brother Yuan, are you here?" Hu Xiaoyan greeted enthusiastically.

Yuan Xinfa nodded, and a little embarrassedly handed over the sneakers in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Thanks to the help of Master and Madam this time, it's a little thoughtful."

Hu Xiaoyan didn't refuse and quickly took it and said, "Thank you, that's very welcome."

Yuan Xinfa always felt that he should say something more, but he was really not good at words. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't hold back a fart. Jiang Lianheng looked at him and suddenly asked: "Brother Yuan, are you still at the railway switch?"

Yuan Xinfa scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "No, I don't dare to go."

Although he still looked a little dull, there was a subtle change that perhaps even he himself didn't notice -

Ever since he killed Kang Er on the railway track, his gaze was no longer limited to the square inch in front of his toes, but moved upstream, looking directly at the person he was talking to.

What surprised him the most was that many old acquaintances always avoided his eyes involuntarily. Some were jealous, some were afraid, some were unfamiliar...

Whether he wants it or not, the image of a murderer has left a deep imprint on others.

No one dared to provoke Yuan Xinfa anymore. Even Aunt Yuan whispered to him and did not dare to call him a "fool" anymore.

"Then what do you do for a living now?" Jiang Lianheng asked again.

Yuan Xinfa replied in a low voice: "I didn't do anything, I'm just looking for it!"

"It's not easy to find, is it?"

"really."

"Would you like to follow me?" Jiang Lianheng asked directly.

Yuan Xinfa was slightly startled, thought for a long time, and then said: "Master, that night you asked me if I knew about the medicinal materials of Shanfangtang... Actually, I know."

Jiang Lianheng sat up straight and reiterated: "What I'm asking is, are you willing to follow me."

Yuan Xinfa frowned, looking a little confused.

With the collapse of the Double Dragon Society, he gradually saw clearly the Jiang family's methods and connections. If he could hang out with them, he would certainly not have to worry about food and drink.

However, what puzzled him was that when Jiang Lianheng asked him for help, he chose to keep silent. He was lucky enough not to hold a grudge, but he still wanted to hire him?

"Master, madam, I don't quite understand."

"What's not clear about this?" Zhao Zhengbei continued, "Whether you follow or not, it's just a matter of words!"

"but I……"

Hu Xiaoyan raised her hand to interrupt and said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, there is no need to mention the past. If you are willing, we will help you with a certain errand. If you are not willing and want to continue to live an honest life, that's okay. After we leave, this house will be left for you to live in."

Hu Xiaoyan smiled very kindly, was very easy-going, and very sincere.

However, the Jiang family brothers in the room knew very well that if there was only one clue in the theft case, Yuan Xinfa, and he refused to speak, his sister-in-law would definitely punish him.

Not only Yuan Xinfa, but also his wife, son, Aunt Yuan...

No one would be spared. As long as they could pry Yuan Xinfa's mouth open, Jiang and Hu could chop off his son's hands, stamp on his feet, and ravage him to death in front of him.

But things in the world are not either/or. It is true that Jiang and Hu have thought about threatening the Yuan family's wife, children, and children; it is also true that they now want to win over Yuan Xinfa.

Enemy or friend, there is a thin line between them.

However, one thing is certain, if Yuan Xinfa had told the whole story about the Shuanglong Society, Jiang Lianheng would have remembered him as a favor, but he would never have thought of wooing him to work for him.

Yuan Xinfa pondered for a moment, and finally nodded solemnly, then knelt on the ground and said solemnly: "Master, madam, I'm with you! But, I can't do anything except hard work!"

Jiang Lian raised two fingers, "I have two options for you, either stay here and help me in the company here in the future; or follow me back to Fengtian and look after the gate."

Yuan Xinfa said without thinking, "Then I'd better go and see the gate!"

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