Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 365 Huang Kan visits again? Southern Jiangxi and Northern Henan!

August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

It is also called the Moon Festival.

Compared with the Mid-Autumn Festival in later generations, celebrating Mid-Autumn Festival during the Republic of China period was much more complicated.

In addition to the traditional moon-watching, eating moon cakes, lighting lanterns, etc.

For the people in the Republic of China period, worshiping the moon was also an extremely important thing.

The ancients were very devoted to ancestor worship and would pay homage to their ancestors during every festival.

This custom has not been abolished in the Republic of China.

The Zhang family can be said to be a very traditional Chinese family.

Therefore, a large incense table was placed in the yard tonight, with various offerings on it, such as moon cakes, watermelons, apples, etc.

Even the custom of cutting watermelon into lotus shape was already popular during the Republic of China period.

The tablet of the Zhang family's ancestors is placed in the center of the incense table. On the one hand, people pray for the ancestors' protection, and on the other hand, they kowtow to the moon and pray for peace for the whole year.

Lao Bao arrived in Suzhou very early, and just like in the summer, he was used to carrying his hands in his pockets.

Lao Bao had heard earlier that his future relative-in-law Zhang Taiyan was seriously ill, so after finishing his business in Shanghai, he rushed over immediately.

Lao Bao is a rough man and naturally knows nothing about medicine.

Looking at my relative lying on the bed, I felt so distressed. I felt that Zhang Taiyan was a very good person and should not have suffered such a hardship.

Seeing that he couldn't help, Lao Bao was also afraid of being an eyesore, so he went back to his old job in the Zhang residence.

Helped the originally busy and overwhelmed housekeeper Deng to manage the affairs of the mansion.

Compared to Butler Deng, Lao Bao has much more experience. He has been serving the master's family step by step since he was a child and is very familiar with the procedures of major festivals.

In the yard, Lao Bao also changed into new clothes and wore a brand new melon-shaped hat on his head. He always had a smile on his face. He held some fruits in his hands and gave orders with a smile.

"Mrs. Bai, go get the yellow paper. Yes, yes, yes, the yellow paper used for sacrifices."

The maids in the mansion were all familiar with Lao Bao, and the maid called Aunt Bai answered immediately.

"Hey, Master Bao, take a rest. I'll get it right away."

Lao Bao still wanted to lend a hand, but the servants in the mansion were always rushing to do it, so he could only be content with having some free time.

When Butler Deng came over, Lao Bao couldn't help but sigh and said, "The helpers in Zhang Mansion are all very hardworking, thanks to the kindness of the master. The helpers are happy to work because they know the master is so kind.

Mr. Taiyan is a good man, he hates evil and is very kind to ordinary people. His recovery this time is also a blessing he has accumulated in his daily life. "

After the founding of the Republic of China, words like "servant" were no longer allowed. Instead, they were changed to "helper", a form of employment.

Lao Bao now often reads books, thinking that his son is called a "young literary giant" and he cannot embarrass him.

Butler Deng wiped the sweat off his head. When he heard what Old Bao said, he immediately waved his hands and said, "Master Bao, please don't say that. If it weren't for Master Bingwen's efforts, Mr. Taiyan wouldn't know what would have happened. It's all thanks to Master Bingwen!"

The two men exchanged polite greetings. Lao Bao started out as a helper, and even though he was now a master, he did not put on airs and was on good terms with Butler Deng and his brother.

As they chatted, Lao Bao couldn't help but sigh and said, "Guo Wei is doing well everywhere now, but he is too tired and doesn't know where to go home. Even I haven't seen him for a long time. It's not easy for us to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together today."

As he spoke, Lao Bao's eyes could no longer hold back and suddenly turned red.

Steward Deng quickly consoled him, saying, "Master Bao, don't worry. Master Bingwen is now the master of the world. He writes articles and invents things to contribute to our world. As his father, you just need to guard the rear for him! Maybe your name will be recorded in history books in the future."

Steward Deng is also a cultured person, so naturally he is extremely eager to leave his name in history.

He pointed into the yard and said.

"You don't have to worry now. When Master Bingwen marries Miss Nianyue and has another big fat boy, it will be wonderful for three generations to live together by the Mid-Autumn Festival next year!"

Old Bao looked up at the moon in the sky, and the warm and happy picture described by Butler Deng emerged in his mind.

I also thought of the past, when Bao Guowei was repeatedly held back in school a year ago and he had to beg for help from everyone.

For a moment, I felt as if I was in another world.

He was even afraid that this was just a pipe dream.

He even wished that Bao Guowei and Zhang Nianyue could get married immediately so that he could see his big fat grandson.

Even if it was a dream, it was a perfect one.

But Lao Bao thought again about the recent unrest in the market and the increasing number of homeless beggars.

he said with a sigh.

"I just hope that the family will be harmonious and everything will be prosperous. I hope that the people of this world can live and work in peace and contentment without hunger and poverty."

Lao Bao, who came from the lower class, understands the hardships faced by the people at the bottom of society.

"Hi~"

Hearing this, Butler Deng also sighed. He also read the newspaper and naturally knew about the war that had been going on in recent days.

Butler Deng changed the subject and said, "Master Bao, why didn't you see Master Bingwen tonight? I heard that he had said that he wanted to come with his family to enjoy the moon."

Hearing this, Lao Bao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile on his face.

"Guo Wei! He seems to be studying in the study room with Miss Zhang. I thought they were both busy, so I didn't want to disturb them!"

Butler Deng laughed in silence and corrected him, "Master Bao, you can't call it hard work now. Master Bingwen, this is called creation!"

"Same as before." Lao Bao sniffed and a simple smile appeared on his face.

There were more and more people around him. Zhang Taiyan was originally giving lectures in Suzhou, and there were many students in Suzhou. They also helped a lot during his illness.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Many people, whether from Suzhou, Hangzhou, or other places, have come here, making the yard lively.

As the youngest disciple, Zhu Jihai walked around the yard with a smile on his face, introducing each of Zhang Taiyan's disciples to Lao Bao.

Since Zhang Taiyan's condition improved, Zhu Jihai has started to smile again.

"This is Zhu Xizu, now he is a researcher at the National Government Research Institute!"

"This is Tang Bingzheng, who often studies with me."

"This is Mr. Huang Kan."

After Huang Kan came, Zhu Jihai was obviously not as enthusiastic.

Ever since Huang Kan abandoned Huang Shaolan, he has never been treated kindly by Zhang Taiyan.

Huang Pu is now mentally traumatized by Huang Kan's abandonment and has been receiving treatment.

Huang Kan was a thick-skinned man. He didn't care about these things at all. He just let Zhang Taiyan accuse him and beat him up.

After knowing that Lao Bao was Bao Guowei's father, he immediately showed respect and greeted Lao Bao.

Lao Bao is a kind person. He always has a smile on his face and says something.

"Hello gentlemen, Guowei is very grateful for your care."

He always wanted to do favors for Bao Guowei, but he didn't know that Bao Guowei no longer needed favors.

After chatting for a while, Huang Kan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why don't Bingwen and Master come out?"

Steward Deng smiled and replied, "Master Bingwen is in the study. The old master is in a bad condition and is still in his room. Madam is also with him."

"Is that so?" Huang Kan felt that there were always some malicious gazes in this yard. He felt that if he stayed any longer, he might be beaten by some of his fellow seniors and juniors.

Especially Zhu Xizu, who is a researcher, who just scolded himself.

So, Huang Kan thought about looking for Bao Guowei. He had many questions he wanted to ask him these days.

As for whether to go see Zhang Taiyan first? Let's wait for everyone to go and see him together!
Thinking of this, Huang Kan said goodbye to Lao Bao and prepared to go to the study to meet Bao Guowei.

As the voice gradually faded away, he suddenly heard the voice of Butler Deng coming from behind him.

"Old Bao, how did you teach Master Bingwen? I heard him say that he used bamboo sticks to beat him! My child is a little better, but still not good enough. Can you tell me how to teach a son like Bingwen?"

"Beating with a bamboo stick?!" Lao Bao's slightly shocked voice came from behind.

As they walked away, Huang Kan could no longer hear what happened next. He laughed in silence and shook his head, thinking that there must be a tragic story behind this.

This Bao Bingwen is really a wonderful person.

The last time in Hangzhou, after Zhang Taiyan announced that Bao Guowei would inherit his mantle, Huang Kan shamelessly followed Bao Guowei to study for a period of time.

He studied the other person's every word and action, trying to find out the reason for Bao Guowei's genius and learn from it.

Huang Kan is famous for his bad and weird temper.

In a sense, he is more like Zhang Taiyan, and the outside world has always believed that he is the best disciple to inherit Zhang Taiyan's spirit.

But when the time came, Bao Guowei actually intercepted it.

Undoubtedly, Huang Kan was not convinced. Even though he was shocked by the talent Bao Guowei showed at the beginning, when he went back and analyzed it carefully, he still felt unwilling to give up.

Because of this, the hot-tempered Huang Kan was willing to follow Bao Guowei like a servant, determined to find out the other party's "secrets".

But after a few weeks, Huang Kan had not researched anything at all. Instead, he was infected by Bao Guowei and actually put some of the other's theories into practice.

When leaving, Huang Kan was still not convinced and felt that Bao Guowei was a "waste of Zhongyong" and that his talent had run out.

Because he saw that Bao Guowei was only busy having fun on weekdays, and he only read a book once without taking notes or doing any analysis.

How could such a young man succeed?

But Huang Kan was wrong again. Everything that had happened in the past few months had forced him to surrender.

The works that followed.

Guns, Germs, and Steel

"Alive"

"The Old Man and the Sea"

"godfather"

There are so many works, even a play!
Huang Kan was speechless. He could not imagine how an ordinary person could write such a wide variety of works covering multiple fields and of such high quality in such a short period of time.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the Wenquxing.

How on earth did he do it?
With such emotions, Huang Kan finally arrived at the door of Bao Guowei's study.

But just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard the woman's cry from inside.

"You bastard Guowei, you took advantage of me last night, and now you dare to come to me in the study today. Let me show you how I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

Huang Kan, who was originally in a pilgrimage mood, suddenly twitched his facial muscles.

Northern Henan.

late at night.

Lin Gaoyuan was marching quickly along with the main force.

The 11th Army, where he originally served, has now been reorganized into the 19th Army.

Jiang Guangnai was the commander-in-chief.

His face became much darker, making it less noticeable in the darkness.

The skin also becomes rough.

His originally tall and thin body has now become strong.

Because of his performance in the war, he has now been promoted to company commander.

Now that the coalition forces were losing ground, many soldiers of the National Government had happy smiles on their faces.

Even though they had to march quickly in the middle of the night, they had no complaints, as they all thought that if they could gain some military merit at this moment, they would be able to rise to prominence.

But Lin Gaoyuan was not happy at all. If it were not for the battalion commander's retention, he even wanted to leave the team.

Because he saw too much suffering of the lower-class people during the war, he didn't understand why this war between their own people had to be fought.

Japan's wolfish ambitions were obvious, there were countless concessions in the country, and it was still being bullied by Western powers.

why?
Lin Gaoyuan has been thinking this way, but the battalion commander told him that everything will be fine after the war is over and after unification.

Lin Gaoyuan didn't quite believe it, but still placed this last hope on it.

The moon is full tonight. Lin Gaoyuan looked up at the moon hanging high in the sky and recalled every detail of his time in Hangzhou.

He couldn't help but mutter, "I wonder how Bingwen is doing now? I heard that he seems to have achieved even more amazing results. Maybe I should continue to follow him, right?"

Southern Jiangxi.

In a courtyard in the mountains.

Wei Junming looked at the moon in the sky, laughed and said, "Hey! Middle-parted hair, come out and look at the moon!"

A young man with a pale face walked out of the dilapidated house and said speechlessly.

"I don't have a middle-parted hair anymore, I shaved it off, don't call me a middle-parted hair anymore!"

Xu Kun pointed at the big flat head on his head, furious and feeling insulted.

Wei Junming chuckled, pretended not to hear, and pointed at the moon and said.

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival again. I wonder how that brat Bao Guowei is doing. Every time at this time, I always miss him. Hahahahaha!"

Wei Junming and Bao Guowei have the best relationship, and they are each other's only friends at Zhicheng Middle School.

Xu Kun paused. His face was now covered with dust, and he looked like a village scholar.

He then thought about it and said.

"Bingwen should be doing well now. I saw in the news last time that he invented the combined alkali production method, which opened up the situation for domestic industrial development."

Wei Junming put his arms behind his head, lay on the haystack, looked at the full moon in the sky, and couldn't help but curse.

"Damn Bao Guowei, this kid has done it again!"

Xu Kun was stunned for a moment and could only smile and shake his head.

The conditions in the mountain village were difficult, but Xu Kun's eyes became clearer.

Because he felt he was on the right track.

Thinking of something, Xu Kun couldn't help but remind him.

"Remember to keep the batch of allicin that Bingwen sent last time confidential and give it to the captain."

Wei Junming bit a straw in his mouth and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Lao Bao is still reliable. He has brought us so many supplies at once. Life in the Soviet area will be better in the future."

At this point, Wei Junming couldn't help but curse: "Come to think of it, Old Chang is also abominable. Is he addicted to fighting? He just defeated the warlords and is preparing to fight us?"

Xu Kun said: "He will not give up until all the forces that oppose him are eliminated."

"Humph!" Wei Junming snorted. "Just like what that gentleman said, people like Lao Chang will eventually fail. Let's be prepared, and with the help of Lao Bao.

Let Lao Chang go back to where he came from!"

(End of this chapter)