Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 418: Let me go see what’s wrong? (Life Chapter)
Comrade Jiang was also wearing pajamas. He looked around the room and smiled. "Director Gu, if you don't tell me, I won't dare to come out at night, right?"

"In such a big house, let's not talk about anything else. The bathroom is bigger than my home in Beijing! I'm worried about getting lost."

"Tsk, tsk, why do you think foreigners can enjoy it so much?"

"When can we enjoy this kind of life?"

"Director Gu, what are you doing?" Comrade Jiang walked over to Gu Weijun and sat down opposite him. He picked up the red wine glass on the coffee table, declined the cigar, picked up the Chinese cigarette on the table and lit one, but hesitated to speak.

Gu Weijun knew what he wanted to ask?
It’s just that when you can enjoy such a good life abroad, why do you still waste your time in China?
Gu Weijun lazily put the red wine on the small cabinet next to the sofa, crossed his legs, took a puff of the cigar, let the smoke swirl back and forth in his mouth, and then spit it out, "You don't understand the history of American imperialism."

"Where are we now?"

"Manhattan!"

"Where there used to be Indians, they also had yellow skin and dark eyes."

"What's the result? The white people from the West are coming."

Gu Weijun fully understands that in his heart he must feel that times have changed. After all, the current American imperialism is the beacon of the world. Freedom and democracy, what good words are they? Including future generations, right?

"Eliminate class, eliminate poverty, and let all Chinese people live with dignity and heads held high!"

Gu Weijun stood up, picked up the red wine, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. It was already dark. Looking at the lonely lights in Central Park, he pointed the finger holding the cigar out the window, "Can you guess whether there are homeless people or homeless people in Central Park below?" By?"

In other words, he traveled back in time and experienced decades of brainwashing and sudden awakening. "Then let me tell you a few more reasons: There is a Chinatown in New York. If we open a liaison office here, we will definitely have to deal with them in the future. , then you can go and see the life there live.”

"But if you only have money but no influence, guess what will happen?"

"Is there any oppression?"

"The class gap here is terrifying."

"Also, let me take you to the slums of New York to see what it's like to live in the slums of New York and receive relief money and the government's little money every day to survive without being able to make a living. There is a black man here named Martin Luther King. Yes, he is dead, but I can also find his speech for you to see."

Comrade Jiang's expression fell into deep thought, and Gu Weijun chuckled, "Of course, if you have money in the United States, you can enjoy the life you feel today."

"Do you still see Indians here now?"

"Director Gu, I understand. No wonder Ambassador Huang must ask you to cooperate with his work? Your ideological realm is worth learning from all of us."

Comrade Jiang was still a little unconvinced after hearing these words. His lips trembled slightly and he wanted to argue but did not say anything.

"What is our goal?"

Comrade Jiang was touched by these impassioned words and said, "That's right!"

"The poor have no place to stand, which is the best explanation."

Gu Weijun waved his hand. In fact, he didn't say the most important reason, although his parents were still alive!
I can't sacrifice my family for the country, my pajamas are piled with patches, I refuse to eat during difficult times, and I become bloated.

I can't work more than 20 hours a day. Sometimes I work continuously for several days and nights, and I can even fall asleep standing up while wiping my face in the bathroom.

It can be said that most Chinese people have been inspired by his spirit, and their status in the country is not low, and they are not short of food and drink. Why not do more if they can contribute more to the country? Although Liangyuan is nice, it is not my home.
"Click!" The sound of the door opening woke up Gu Weijun, who was deep in thought, "Dear!" A figure with a fragrant wind ran over, like a bird throwing herself into his arms, jumped directly into his arms, and then took the initiative to offer her red lips.

Comrade Jiang was very embarrassed, didn't he want to look at it, but his eyes kept looking over inadvertently, and he had to cough twice, but it had no effect at all on the two people who were deeply kissing? To put it simply, a living person like myself is still here?

I didn't pay much attention just now, but looking at the back, the woman kissing Director Gu seemed to have a good figure? I don’t know what it looks like? Well, it will definitely be good, otherwise Director Gu may not like it.

"Oh, Jane, you've been telling me these past two days that women should be reserved, saying that I fall into a relationship and a marriage too easily." Just as Comrade Jiang was thinking wildly, a man with big waves and a pair of captivating blue eyes appeared. He has big eyes, a high nose, and plump red lips; he has a plump body, and the greasy snow-white chest can be vaguely seen in the off-shoulder tank top. He swayed in with stiletto heels.

Comrade Jiang swallowed nervously, not knowing how to respond. He was restless and wanted to call Gu Weijun, but the other party was still enjoying it.
After nearly 2 minutes, Zhen Qianbao took the initiative to let go of Gu Weijun and kept breathing heavily. At this time, she was in the mood to reply to her friend, turned around, and wrapped her lover's arms around her, " Tyler, of course it’s different?”

"Gu, he fulfilled all my fantasies about men."

"Handsome, strong, gentle, and considerate, especially in that aspect." The blush on Jane Xibao's face was not gone, and she didn't know whether it was caused by holding her breath just now or what she thought of.

There were already slight fine lines around the corners of Taylor's eyes, and her big blue eyes were slightly turned to the lower right, which was full of meaning. "Oh, really?" When she just walked in, she noticed Gu Weijun and Jiang present. Gay skin color.

Although there was no discrimination, curiosity suddenly filled his chest, and the hearty laughter made the white snow on his chest shake. "Haha, Jane, when it comes to men, I am more convincing than you."

"I have been married five times."

"He is very vocal in this regard."

Jane Xibao raised her provocative slender eyebrows without retorting, pulling Gu Weijun towards the bedroom, "Taylor, help me take care of Gu's friends. You can find what you want to drink. Red wine, cigars, cigarettes, you know where they are. ”

As the bedroom door was slammed shut, the living room became quiet. Although Comrade Jiang was also married, this was the first time he encountered this situation. It was not that he had never heard of Qiang Gen, but he had never been with such a person. Spend time with a middle-aged beauty?
"Oh, hello, my name is Jiang, and I'm Gu's colleague." After thinking about it, Comrade Jiang stood up and introduced himself first. After all, he, a man, couldn't lose the face of Chinese men.

"Taylor, Elizabeth Taylor." Taylor was not at all restrained, as if she were at home. She kicked off her high heels and walked barefoot on the marble floor, taking the initiative to take care of Comrade Jiang, "Hi, handsome boy, what would you like to drink? "

Bending down to open the wine cabinet, her skirt immediately tightened, revealing the shape of a peach on her buttocks. She took out two cups and turned around and asked, "Red wine, whiskey, brandy, or tea or coffee?"

When Comrade Jiang saw this, he immediately sat upright and said, "No, thank you. I already have red wine here."

"Okay then." Taylor took out a bottle of whiskey that was still half full and poured himself a glass. He staggered to the sofa and sat sideways. "I heard from Jane that you are from the ancient country in the East, China?"

"Yes!"

"Hey, handsome guy, relax, I'm not a man-eating devil, my profession is an actor."

Before Taylor could finish speaking, Jane Seba's blood-curdling voice came from the bedroom, "Ah~~~~"

"Ahem," Taylor adjusted his sitting position slightly, "It's pretty intense, isn't it?"

"Haha." Comrade Jiang could only giggle along with him. Are these foreign ladies too shameless? One of them just came back and dragged him into the bedroom and yelled like this. The other one didn't think it was a big deal and talked about it openly.
Taylor noticed Comrade Jiang's unnaturalness and stopped teasing him. They listened to the sounds in the bedroom and adjusted his sitting posture from time to time.

But as I listened, I felt something was wrong. I raised my hand and looked at my watch. Oh, my God, it’s been so long and it’s still going on? Is he really strong or is Jane just acting?

Taylor couldn't sit still thinking about this, "Hey, handsome guy, they took too long, don't let anything go wrong?"

"Should I go see what's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)