Chapter 1 Promise

Chen Zikun chatted with Xiong Xiling for a long time, saying that it was a chat, but in fact it was mainly listening. Although many of the names mentioned by Xiong Xiling were extremely unfamiliar to him, he could have a basic understanding after listening too much. For example, General Xu Shuzheng, in Xiong Xiling's description, is a person who is very similar to Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms. Although he is talented, he is narrow-minded and difficult to achieve great things.

"The parliamentary politics of the Republic of China was bad in the hands of Xiao Xu. He bribed the parliament, manipulated the parliament, acted recklessly, trampled on the dignity of the law, killed the Beiyang general Lu Jianzhang, and robbed the government's arms privately, and even tore their faces. He used everything so much that he could do nothing but defeat the trouble." Xiong Xiling was full of resentment when he mentioned Xu Shuzheng.

Chen Zikun said: "The Beiyang is in a messy and corrupt manner, can the country's hope be in the south?"

Xiong Xiling shook his head: "Tang Jiyao from Yunnan, Lu Rongting from Guangxi, and Chen Jiongming from Guangdong are all birds of a feather with the warlords in the north."

"So… what about Mr. Sun Yat-sen?"

"Sun Wen... is not as good as Song Jiaoren in terms of organization, not as good as Huang Xing in terms of military affairs, and does not have his own army, so it's better not to mention him."

"As Mr. Xiong saw, can China have the ability to turn the tide?"

Xiong Xiling thought for a moment and said, "Only the commander of the Third Division of the Army stationed in Hengyang, General Wu Peifu, who is a general of Fuwei, has outstanding military achievements, has progressive ideas, and can also be called a model in morality, comparable to Guan Yue!"

Wu Peifu, Wu Peifu, and Chen Zikun silently wrote down this name.

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The next day, Chen Zikun bought two gifts to visit and thanked Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei. The two gentlemen were extremely satisfied with the performance of this beloved disciple and each kept him for dinner. On the third day, Yu Deshun suddenly came to the door and told Chen Zikun mysteriously about a message.

"Big brother, something happened to the Lin family, you don't know yet, right?" Yu Deshun said.

Chen Zikun immediately thought of Lin Wenjing's safety, suddenly stood up, pressed Yu Deshun's shoulder with both hands and shook: "What's wrong!"

"Brother, don't worry, listen to me." Yu Deshun's shoulder was caught in pain, and he quickly explained, "The little lady you like is fine, it's her father who died of illness."

"What! Mr. Lin died of illness!" Chen Zikun was shocked. Although Mr. Lin's complexion was not very good, it was impossible for him to die of illness so soon.

Lin Zhimin, the Lin family, went to work and earned money to support their wife, children and servants. Once he died, the whole family would be over. Lin Wenjing's life would inevitably be greatly affected. She had no mother at first, but now her father has left. Her stepmother has always been bad for her. How can she survive alone and a lonely person?

Yu Deshun observed his expression and knew that he had calculated accurately this time. Chen Zikun really fell in love with the girl. He said in a low tone: "I heard from the shop assistant in the factory. Their family built a monument yesterday. They were all neighbors. I asked someone to seal ten yuan to burn paper money to express my feelings."

Chen Zikun didn't have time to listen to his hypocritical performance. He rushed to Lin's house, but only saw a group of workers demolishing the spirit shed. Uncle Zhang stood at the door, looking sad and confused.

"Uncle Zhang, sir has been buried?" Chen Zikun stepped forward and asked.

Uncle Zhang burst into tears and nodded and said, "I sent it to the temple early in the morning and stopped. Mr. is from Fujian. In the future, the coffin will be transported back to his hometown for burial. It's pitiful, an orphan and widowed mother."

Chen Zikun had to leave twenty yuan for money for silk, and told Zhang Bo his address and phone number, asking him to come to him if he had any urgent matters, and then sighed with him for a while before leaving.

Mr. Lin is from another place, with few relatives and not many friends in Beijing, so the funeral was simple and it ended in a day. His wife asked Lin's mother to hire a few gangs and carried his husband's coffin to Fayuan Temple for temporary storage. As Lin Zhimin's only relative in Beijing, Lin Changmin helped a lot. According to him, the forensic doctor found the ingredients of arsenic from the deceased's final vomit, and the police also found some highly toxic arsenic in Dr. Ono's clinic. As for why a Japanese Western doctor hides arsenic, it is unknown. In short, the person died in vain.

When the family returned to Houzhai Hutong, Uncle Zhang presented the twenty yuan sent by Chen Zikun, saying that it was given by Chen Zikun from the Ziguang Car Factory. His wife had never heard of this name and just thought it was a friend of her husband during her lifetime, so she didn't take it seriously, but Lin Wenjing remembered it in her heart.

My husband is gone, and there is no reason to continue living in Beijing. My husband is from Fujian and has some houses and land at home, so he has to go back to cook.

My wife is from a small Shanghai owner family. Although she spends money on weekdays and has a bad temper, she can still stand alone at critical moments. She called Lin Wenjing and Lin Wenlong's sister and said calmly: "My father is gone. We are going back to Shanghai. Wenjing, your biological parents are gone. Let's live with Aunt Mi in the future. Aunt Mi had a bad temper before and often scolded you. Don't take it to heart."

Lin Wenjing burst into tears and cried in tears, and Lin Wenlong also started crying.

The wife wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "Don't cry, go pack your luggage. I've asked someone to buy a train ticket. We'll leave the day after tomorrow."

Lin Wenjing choked and said, "But, I still have to go to school."

The wife said: "Wenjing, Peking University has a lot of money and has been studying for a long time. Your father is gone again. Our family really has no money to support you in the study."

Lin Wenjing was silent. The pension and wages left by her father, as well as the good silences of relatives and friends, were a lot of money. It was enough to support her studies, but her father was not just her daughter, but Wenlong, and Wenlong was a boy, and she was still young now and had more time to spend money on studying in the future. How could Aunt Mi ignore her own son and take care of her, a daughter who was not related to her blood.

...

That night, Lin Wenjing went to bed early, but her eyes were staring at the roof and she could not fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, her father's voice, appearance and smile appeared before her. Her father left, and all the arrangements were disrupted, but she really wanted to stay at Peking University to study.

"If you believe in yourself, you will definitely succeed." Suddenly, Chen Zikun's words jumped out. Lin Wenjing got up, bit her lips and thought for a long time, and finally decided to rely on herself.

She quietly put on her cotton robe and shoes and walked out of the hanging flower door. Uncle Zhang in the doorman was sleeping soundly, snoring loudly, and she didn't hear the sound of the door bolt being moved.

Lin Wenjing went out of the door, gently closed the door, and walked out of the alley quickly. An empty rickshaw came over on the street and quickly stopped: "Rickshaw."

"Miss, please, where are you going?" The coachman was clean and neat, with a dark face showing honesty.

"I'll go to the Toutai Hutong Ziguang Car Factory." Lin Wenjing said.

"Okay." The coachman pulled up the rickshaw and walked steadily. Four calcium carbide lights shone the road white. The two places were close to each other, but they arrived in a short while. Lin Wenjing got out of the car and paid for it: "How much?"

"On the way, no money." The coachman smiled with white teeth. Only then did Lin Wenjing notice that a bronze medal was adorned with the body of the car, with two words engraved on it: purple light.

The gate of the Ziguang Car Factory was open, and four lanterns were hung at the door, and the surroundings were clear. Lin Wenjing mustered up the courage to go forward and asked a kind-hearted middle-aged man at the door and said, "Uncle, does Chen Zikun live here?"

The middle-aged man was Xue Pingshun, the shopkeeper of the Tsinghua Car Factory. It was seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Suddenly, a girl dressed in a female student came to find Da Kunzi. He knew it immediately. As Da Kunzi was worried about this girl. Judging from her appearance, her figure and temperament were indeed not on the same level as Xing'er, no wonder...

"You've found the right thing, Boss Chen lives here, who are you?"

"My name is Lin Wenjing, he is... his friend." Lin Wenjing said shyly. It was the first time she showed up in public and went to a strange place alone, and she was going to find a man.

"Okay, I'll take you in." Xue Pingshun was about to lead Lin Wenjing into the door, but suddenly a car came back to hand over the shift. He was busy dealing with it. When he saw Xing'er coming out of it, he said, "Xing'er, take this girl to find Da Kunzi."

Xing'er looked at her and the sourness in her heart rose. She was the person Da Kunzi liked. She looked very thin and should be a weak and sick person. Her hands were so white and tender that she would definitely not be able to work or serve others. She was far inferior to herself.

However, the girl in Beijing is generous and knows that she is a rival in love, she still greets her with a smile, "Oh, it's Da Kunzi's friend, please come in."

Chen Zikun was hiding in the bedroom to wipe the two box cannons when he suddenly heard footsteps that should not belong here. He felt a move in his heart and hurriedly stuffed the box cannon under the pillow. When he came out, he found that it was Lin Wenjing who came.

"Miss, you are here. Hurry up and sit in the room, Xing'er, pour tea." Chen Zikun lifted the curtain, Lin Wenjing's face turned red, and she walked in. Xing'er pouted and glanced at Chen Zikun, and took the teapot in anger.

Lin Wenjing was a little restrained. After sitting down, she lowered her head, pinched the corner of her clothes with her hands, and said in silence for a while: "My father has passed away, we are going back to Shanghai."

Chen Zikun hurriedly said, "What should you do with your studies?"

"I didn't officially enroll in school, I was just a trial student, and Aunt Mi said...the family didn't have enough money."

"I'll give it!" Chen Zikun blurted out and quickly changed his words, "I mean, I'll pay, no, I'll lend you money, no, I'll sponsor..." He scratched his head, not knowing how to speak.

Lin Wenjing was amused by his incoherence and giggled. Chen Zikun woke up and said slowly and firmly: "Believe me, there is no difficulty with me."

Lin Wenjing seemed to understand because her face turned red again.

"Thank you... Aunt Mi said that she has bought a train ticket and will leave the day after tomorrow. Moreover, I'm afraid she won't let me stay."

"Give me a day to prepare, wait for me at home the day after tomorrow. I will take you away. See you all."

"Well, see you."
Chapter completed!