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

Chapter 86 The promise with Zhang Nianyue

Brother Xun?

After hearing this name, Bao Guowei was trembling.

In my impression, Brother Xun refused to be a candidate for the Nobel Prize in Literature more than two years ago, and then he and his wife Xu Guangping began to settle down in Shanghai.

Bao Guowei was a little excited at the thought of being able to interact with him. This was a character who had appeared in textbooks since childhood!

Seeing Bao Guowei's happy look, Zhang Taiyan couldn't help but feel a little emotional and said with his hands behind his back.

“I think back when I started the Chinese Studies workshop in Japan, I gave lectures to young people such as Yucai, Qiming and Deqian. Compared with other international students, Yucai was more diligent and eager to learn.

The friendship for the country can be seen in just a few words, but now they are all somewhat successful. "

He encouraged him again: "Bingwen, you have to work hard in the future. Senior brothers like you must pay a visit. You can learn a lot of things in conversation that you can't learn in books."

What Zhang Taiyan said is exactly what Bao Guowei thought. In this era, if you don't meet those influential figures, wouldn't your visit be in vain?

"Please listen to Master's teachings!" Bao Guowei bowed his hands.

Later, Zhang Taiyan explained some details of his departure tomorrow, while Bao Guowei informed him about taking in Zhang Ping'an.

After hearing Zhang Pingan's experience and his bond with Bao Guowei, Zhang Taiyan couldn't help but sigh.

"The country is weak, but it is these ordinary people who suffer in the end!"

He nodded in praise and said: "You did the right thing in this matter. From what you said, this child is very helpful to you. He is also born with spiritual energy. It is time for you to help. You can bring him with you when you are free. I will teach you well." .”

Bao Guowei nodded. Originally, he was worried that taking in Zhang Pingan would be opposed by the people around him. After Zhang Taiyan's approval, he felt relieved.

"In this case, students will leave first."

"Well, settle down the old father and Zhang Ping'an at home, and remember to ask him to study. Just come to my house on time tomorrow."

But when Bao Guowei just walked to the door, he heard Zhang Taiyan's call again.

"Bingwen, wait a minute, I have something else for you."

A thing?

Bao Guowei stopped and walked back.

Seeing Zhang Taiyan walking to the bookshelf, looking for something in the corner, his fingers seemed to be counting on the books.

Then he found a book called "Twenty-Four Histories" that was gathering dust in the corner, and he was muttering to himself.

"This should be it."

This Analects of Confucius is a large tome, with dozens of books packed together, and Zhang Taiyan struggled to pull it out.

Bao Guowei wanted to go up and help him, but to his surprise, the Twenty-Four Histories did not have much weight when he pulled it out, and Zhang Taiyan could easily hold it in his hand.

Zhang Taiyan had a mysterious expression on his face and placed it on the table. When he opened it, it was unexpectedly hollow inside.

"Sir, this"

Bao Guowei was a little surprised, because lying inside the Twenty-Four Histories at this moment was actually a pistol wrapped in oil paper!

The pistol was well maintained, with a metallic black luster on it, and the shape was very familiar.

But Bao Guowei was not a military enthusiast in his previous life, so he couldn't remember it for a while.

Zhang Taiyan introduced: "This gun is also called the "horse brand gun". Mr. Du from Shanghai said it was for self-defense, so he specially sent me a few guns."

hiss~

Bao Guowei took a deep breath in his heart. There were more than one such gun?

He originally thought that literary masters like Zhang Taiyan should be polite and judge their superiority based on their literature.

How could you have thought that there was a weapon like a pistol hidden in your home?

Du Yuesheng sent it? This gift from the leader of the Qing Gang is not unusual.

During this period, folk hot weapons can be said to be very widespread.

Thinking of this, Bao Guowei looked at the pistol in the book again.

Horse brand luzi?

When he heard this nickname, he immediately had some concepts in his mind like a search engine.

The scientific name of this gun is: Browning M1903, 9mm pistol.

The American Colt Company first went on sale in 1903.

It had been discontinued in the first two years, but it was very popular in the country during this period.

Because of its high lethality, good directivity, and strong melee capabilities, it is currently the standard weapon for many senior generals in the government.

The gun is good, but when it is taken out of Zhang Taiyan's hand, the contrast is still a bit too strong.

Bao Guowei couldn't help but ask: "Sir, we are going to Shanghai to raise funds this time. We shouldn't need this, right?"

His meaning is obvious. Zhang Taiyan also mentioned before that he would take the nursing home and some bodyguards with him when he goes out, or take the train. It seems that the pistol is not very necessary.

Zhang Taiyan actually didn't like weapons very much. After taking it out, he put the pistol on the table with disgust and explained.

"I rarely use this thing, so I thought of giving it to you. It's common for something to happen when you go out.

Besides, even if we are literati, if we don’t have guns, how can others listen to you? We need to dress people up! "

After hearing this, Bao Guowei's face suddenly froze and he was speechless.

What the gentleman said seems to make sense, right?

Literary people can't tell one or two things with their tongues. Only with the power of gunpowder can others listen to you.

Even Master Kong was a tall man with a strong body and a powerful figure, and was even "slightly" proficient in some swordsmanship.

Even if you are preaching and receiving vocations to resolve doubts, sometimes you still need to "conform people."

"If you don't know how to use it, you can go to the high-level nursing institute in the mansion. I will ask him to teach you later." Zhang Taiyan continued to add. He thought that Bao Guowei, as an ordinary high school student, had seen this for the first time. thing.

However, in his previous life, Bao Guowei had handled rifles several times during military training at the university, so he had no experience in using them.

Coupled with the popular science knowledge that I have read in my head, it shouldn't be a problem to explore.

He immediately said: "Students will definitely 'dress others' well in the future!"

Thinking of a group of literati arguing and suddenly starting to draw guns and shoot, Bao Guowei felt very happy.

Zhang Taiyan explained it again. After Bao Guowei came out of Zhang's mansion, he was ready to go home.

Now Mr. Chu has assigned him a driver to take charge of Bao Guowei's travel. This is also because of the special treatment during the epidemic.

"go home!"

Sitting on the co-pilot, Bao Guowei had already hidden the pistol given by Zhang Taiyan. Zhang's equipment was quite complete, including a close-fitting gun sling and two boxes of ammunition.

I hope I won't have to use this thing, Bao Guowei thought in his heart.

When he arrived home, it was almost dusk. Bao Guowei asked the driver to go back directly, and he walked straight into the alley.

At this moment, the alley is filled with the smoke of fireworks mixed with various dishes.

The smell reminded Bao Guowei of the countryside where he lived when he was a child, and it felt like this.

But the peace of the Republic of China only lasted for a few years.

With this emotion, he had already entered the house, and the voices of an old man and a young man talking could be heard in his ears.

The childish voice said: "Master, making noodles is not like that. You should pay more attention to the steps I just told you."

The old voice said: "Peace, old man, I have a bad memory. What did you say before? Tell me again."

The childish voice said: "Master, that's it."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Bao Guowei showed a smile on his face.

In the past few days, Zhang Pingan has quickly integrated into this family. On the one hand, Laobao, who has quit his job, is idle at home and just has someone to keep him company;

On the other hand, Zhang Ping'an is eight or nine years old and very smart. His experience of living alone on the streets for several months has made him deal with everything like a mature adult.

Sometimes Lao Bao even consults his opinions.

Bao Guowei walked into the kitchen and said, "I'll do the work for you, dad. You go and rest first."

Turning around and seeing Bao Guowei, Lao Bao suddenly said in surprise: "Guowei is back. Did you have a hard day today?"

He had already known that Bao Guowei had gone to work for Mr. Chu, and he couldn't help but feel very proud. However, he was still very worried about Bao Guowei's safety, and was always afraid that his body would not be able to bear it.

Seeing that Bao Guowei was about to work, he waved his hands and said, "No, no, you've been busy all day. Go and have a rest. Your dad, I'm not old yet, and I still have the strength to make noodles. I'll give it to you when you see dad tonight." Make noodles and eat them.”

Lao Bao had no intention of getting out of the way, but Bao Guowei gave up and immediately said: "Don't work too hard, we can just eat enough."

But I heard a crisp voice say: "Student Zhang Pingan, I have met the master!"

Zhang Ping'an, who was standing on the chair, bowed firmly to Bao Guowei. He had already formally worshiped Bao Guowei as his master before, so it was logical to study and live in Bao's mansion.

Bao Guowei waved his hand and said, "Don't salute like this from now on. Wouldn't it be troublesome to salute every time we meet?"

Zhang Ping'an responded obediently: "Yes!"

"Go back and show me your homework over the past few days. I want to check it out."

In the past few days, Zhang Ping'an has successfully entered a nearby primary school to study. Bao Guowei didn't even need to handle this matter. Lao Bao now worked well with Section Chief Gao and went through the enrollment procedures simply.

Zhang Ping'an is also very impressive. After only one week of enrollment, his studies are already at the top level in the school.

In front of the desk, Bao Guowei looked at Zhang Pingan's homework carefully. The Chinese arithmetic and arithmetic were all impeccable. He looked at Zhang Pingan with some surprise.

The latter said with some embarrassment: "I know that sir wants to check, so the student has put in a lot of effort this week."

Bao Guowei nodded, but heard Lao Bao say: "Guowei, Zhang Ping'an's performance in school is very good. Don't worry. The house you showed me before is almost there. You will have time later." Let’s go take a look together.”

Bao Guowei responded: "Dad, I was just about to tell you this. I'm going to the Shanghai market tomorrow. I may have some time."

"What?!!"

Both Lao Bao and Zhang Pingan had surprised expressions on their faces, and Lao Bao stopped kneading the dough with his hands.

Immediately, Bao Guowei roughly told two people about his plans to go to the Shanghai stock market to raise funds to help with epidemic prevention and control work.

After hearing this, Lao Bao sighed and said, "Guowei, you don't look like a student now, you look more like a master working in the building."

Seeing Lao Bao's worried look, Bao Guowei joked: "Dad, didn't you expect me to be the master of the building before? What? Now that I am, you don't want to be?"

Then he comforted and said: "Don't worry, I have also done some research on epidemics. It is a good thing to be able to help other people."

Lao Bao's brows relaxed a little, but he still warned: "You must protect yourself and don't get infected."

"Know, know."

At this time, Zhang Pingan said: "Master, will you encounter danger on the way to Shanghai? How about I follow you and take care of you."

Bao Guowei found it a bit funny. You, a nine-year-old child, told me that I have a caregiver? He knocked the other person's head and said.

"Don't think blindly, read your book carefully."

After learning that Bao Guowei was going to the Shanghai market, the atmosphere at home suddenly became a little colder. Lao Bao and Zhang Pingan both had a look of reluctance on their faces, which made Bao Guowei not used to it. He laughed and cursed at the dinner table. road.

"I'm just going out for a trip. I'll be back in a week. It's not like I'm going to the execution ground."

In the evening, Lao Bao helped Bao Guowei pack his luggage. In fact, he just brought a few necessary clothes and nothing special.

But Lao Bao still wanted to stuff strange things into his luggage, which made Bao Guowei feel a little dizzy. He remembered that his family was like this when he just went to college in his previous life.

Unable to resist Laobao, he ostensibly stuffed it into the overburdened backpack, and then secretly cleaned out the items from the bag.

After one night.

Bao Guowei got up early, and after eating breakfast, he was ready to set off.

"Guowei! You must be careful. Don't provoke other people outside. Follow Mr. Zhang closely and don't run around."

"Master, remember to come back early to teach me my lessons!"

An old man and a young man stood in front of the Bao Mansion and shouted loudly. Bao Guowei has now become the backbone of the family.

"Go back quickly!"

When I rode my bicycle to Zhang Mansion, the sky was gradually getting brighter, and a ray of sunlight shone on the door plaque of Zhang Mansion, dazzling and bright.

But as soon as Bao Guowei stepped into the gate of Zhang Mansion, he saw a familiar figure and immediately shrank his head with guilt.

"Zhang Nianyue?"

"Bao Guowei! You didn't even tell me about such a big thing. We are still not friends!"

At the corner, Zhang Nianyue was tall and tall, with green-white hands on her thin waist, and her beautiful eyebrows were drawn together, obviously very angry.

Bao Guowei could only reply helplessly: "Master Nvxia, haven't there been too many things happening recently? I don't have time to go to school, and we don't have a phone."

"That's not possible! You have made so much limelight yourself, scolded the dog officials at the venue, made suggestions for the epidemic, and now you are going to Shanghai to organize a fundraiser! You don't want to ask my friend to help you."

Zhang Nianyue stamped her feet. Each of these things was what she wanted to do!

Bao Guowei thought to himself, how dare I ask you to help me, my aunt? If you go to the venue, with your force, you can't get angry and beat those officials?

When the time comes, Zhang Taiyan will not be able to end it.

I was still thinking about how to comfort the other person, but I heard Zhang Nianyue say again: "That's all, I know my abilities are limited. If I really help, it will only be a disservice."

Zhang Nianyue's temperament is indeed relatively straightforward, but she is still very sensible. Her delicate little nose twitched, and then she lowered her head and said.

"You should be careful. Shanghai is no better than Hangzhou. I heard it's not peaceful. There are always bad people on the train."

Seeing her like this, Bao Guowei couldn't help feeling pity. He went over and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Nianyue, don't worry. I'm following your father. What can happen?"

But before he finished speaking, he felt his head hit him. Bao Guowei felt an impact coming from his chest and almost lost his breath.

It took a while to realize that it was Zhang Nianyue who lowered her head and threw herself into his arms, hugging her waist tightly.

I heard Zhang Nianyue say in a low voice: "You must come back soon, you have to teach me this arithmetic, I paid for it!"

We have to go to college together, learn arithmetic together, and study abroad together! "

Bao Guowei's hand froze a little, feeling that the other party was a bit exaggerated. How could it be as if he was parting from life or death? And isn't this a bit too sudden?

Am I being captured?

It took a long time for Bao Guowei to react.

Then he touched Zhang Nianyue's head and said with some emotion: "Don't worry Nianyue, I will definitely do it."

He thought about it carefully and understood what the other party meant.

Even though trains have been launched, most people in this era have rarely traveled far in their lives.

The social security situation is not peaceful, coupled with the turmoil in the country, Bao Buqi will encounter some trouble if he goes out once. It may be fine for ordinary friends, but between him and Zhang Nianyue, maybe...

At this time, I heard a violent coughing sound coming from behind.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

A voice that sounded like Zhang Taiyan spoke.

"Bingwen, don't delay, let's set off!"

　Woohoo, I feel like my body is being hollowed out

　　This is not cool, friends, we always have to write in daily life. The protagonist can’t be in conflict all the time, right?

　　

　

(End of this chapter)