City of Streamer

Trams jingled and wobbled through the bustling streets.

The carriage was crowded with people rushing to work. Bank clerks in suits, newspaper editors in half-worn coats, school classrooms holding books. In front of Feng Shizhen, there was also a couple of students sitting. It seems that he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, the boy is thick and black, and the girl is white and fat, and the contrast is very clear when they are put together. The two were affectionate and loving, snuggling in the corner and whispering, like a pair of little pigeons huddled together for the winter.

When the tram turns, the center of gravity is tilted this way. The boy stretched out his hand and held the girl in his arms.

Feng Shizhen looked a little hot, but also felt very warm.

They are still young and may not be together in the future. But what gets in the way? At least for this period of their lives, they fill each other's voids and soothe each other's loneliness.

"Why are there people in the patrol room today?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Didn't you read the morning paper?" the passenger said. "In the early hours of the morning, there was turmoil in Zhabei. The workers and the police clashed, and the commotion was so loud that gunshots were heard at my house."

Feng Shizhen was a little surprised. He lived in the west, far from Zhabei, and didn't know that there was a riot last night.

Someone lowered his voice and said, "It was a workers' uprising to support the Northern Expedition. But it didn't work out. I heard that a lot of people died."

"Shh..."

When the tram arrived, Feng Shizhen got off the train and immediately bought a newspaper. Newspaper headlines printed the words "Zhabei riots suppressed" in bold bold.

The weather in Shanghai is already very cold, and it is often rainy, and the cold wind bursts into the bones. The red roof of the hospital stood out against the gray sky.

Feng Shizhen walked towards the hospital door while flipping through the newspaper.

Suddenly he stretched out a hand and took out the newspaper. Feng Shizhen was startled, turned his head to see Feng Shixun, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"What is your brother doing?" she said angrily.

"The problem of walking and reading without looking at the road will never change." Feng Shixun pinched her nose displeasedly, "I was waiting for you at the station, and you didn't even see me at all?"

Today is Feng Shizhen's first day at work. The elder brother came to pick up the girl at the station early in the morning, but saw the girl walking past him with a newspaper in his hand.

"Okay, don't be angry." Feng Shizhen laughed hurriedly, and stuffed the bag with the aluminum lunch box into Feng Shixun's arms, "Mom wrapped the bun, which is your favorite stuffing with mushrooms and pork. And I will grind it for you myself. Soymilk. Is this apology enough?"

As soon as the lunch box was opened, the aroma of raw fried smelt came out. Feng Shixun took a deep breath, "I'll let you go this time."

The siblings walked into the hospital side by side. Feng Shizhen asked, "Brother, do you know what happened last night in Zhabei? I heard someone talking on the tram?"

Feng Shixun's expression darkened, and he said, "A lot of people have been sacrificed."

"Who are they?" Feng Shizhen was curious.

Feng Shixun's hand trembled slightly while holding the lunch box bag.

Feng Shizhen looked at him in surprise, "What about you??"

"Shizhen, it's early!" The two female staff members passed by with a smile, but their eyes all turned to Feng Shixun.

Feng Shixun regained his senses, the resentful expression seemed to be just an illusion, and disappeared without a trace. He gently stroked his sister's back, "You should go up. On your first day at work, you can't give your boss a bad impression of being late."

Feng Shizhen hesitated and walked up the stairs with the female colleagues.

Feng Shixun crumpled the newspaper, threw it into the trash can, and strode along the corridor of the emergency room, his handsome face was full of sinister prey.

Because Feng Shizhen is very good in English, he was assigned to a gynecologist as a secretary. The other party is an old Jewish man, gentle and humorous, very easy to get along with. Feng Shizhen's daily work is also very simple, but is to receive visiting patients, answer the phone, and organize medical records. Mechanically, untechnically, repeating indefinitely, and never improving.

Although he knew that his job would not last long, Feng Shizhen still felt tired early. She yearns to achieve something, even if it's just a little bit of achievement that can't be remembered by the world. But it is also a little proof that she is different from the mediocre.

During the lunch break, Feng Shizhen and his female colleagues went to the cafeteria to eat. They went downstairs talking and laughing, and suddenly a young man came hurriedly from the corner and passed her.

Feng Shizhen stopped abruptly as if being grabbed by someone, and looked back.

The young man in the suit strode up the stairs and flashed by when he turned his face.

Hair smeared with oil, tall but thin body, pale and bloodless face.

Feng Shizhen turned his head, took a deep breath, and laughed at himself.

Feng Shizhen, the more you live, the more stupid you become? The red house is a women's and children's hospital. Even if he is sick, he will not come here.

It has been several days since he left the Rong family, and Feng Shizhen has no news from the Rong family anymore. The people sent by the Rong family to stare at Feng Shizhen have not left yet, but they are more and more condescending. Feng Shizhen himself could easily dump him and go to connect with the Meng family.

Meng Xian's people only told her that the matter of the goods had been resolved, but refused to give any details. Rong Dingkun lost the goods that the commander entrusted him to transport, and his money and credit were greatly damaged.

When something like this happened at home, I don't know what will happen to Rong Jiashang.

Rong Dingkun is his father after all, and the Rong family is the foundation of his life. He can be cynical, he can be rebellious. However, based on Feng Shizhen's understanding of Rong Jiashang, if he really encounters difficulties, he will come forward and assume the responsibility of being the eldest son.

Because he still has the perseverance and responsibility of a soldier in his bones.

Even if this family ignores him and excludes him, he will still protect it. Children who are not valued tend to work harder to be recognized.

Feng Shizhen thought of the tormented night when Rong Jiashang was ill, and the lonely lamp opposite in the dark night.

Now that she has left, will the young man miss the lamp opposite? #####

thirty eight

After get off work, the sky suddenly turned clear. The golden-red sunset broke through the clouds, re-rendering this gray world with warm colors.

Feng Shizhen bathed in the glow and headed home. Suddenly, a brand-new and beautiful car drove up beside her and honked its horn hard. A slender and fashionable young girl jumped out of the car and waved to Feng Shizhen.

"Li'er!" Feng Shizhen laughed, "You bastard, you scared me. What new gimmick is this?"

"My new car!" Xiao Baoli proudly pulled Feng Shizhen to look at her car, "How about the company allotted it to me?"

"what company?"

"Film company!" Xiao Baoli flipped her charming short curly hair, "I'm leaving Xinduo, the seventh master supports me to make a movie, and I will start the movie next week, and I will be the heroine."

Feng Shizhen was pleasantly surprised: "Do I have a movie star friend? Now I'm completely covered!"

"It's your blessing." Xiao Baoli's pretty face was full of excited smiles, "Come on, let's go to Lao Zhengxing to eat."

Feng Shizhen invited a neighbor's child who was playing by the roadside, gave him a copper plate, and asked him to tell Mrs. Feng that he would not go home for dinner, and then she was pulled into the car by Xiao Baoli.

Xiao Baoli was very excited when she got the new car, driving wildly, honking the horn all the way. Feng Shizhen was worried all the way, but fortunately nothing happened.

Xiao Baoli ordered a few good dishes and wanted to order more, but Feng Shizhen stopped her.

"Just the two of us, how much can we eat? There are so many victims outside who can't even drink saliva, so let's not waste it."

"Let's listen to Mr. Feng." Xiao Baoli winked, "I want to ask you, I didn't hear that you went to the Rong family to be a tutor, why did you resign?"

Feng Shizhen pouted and ate a plain bell: "That kind of family is too complicated, wives and concubines quarrel every day, if Master Rong talks to me more, the concubine will make trouble. Students are not easy to discipline. Although the salary is high, they **** more. My heart. I was really impatient to socialize, so I quit."

"Yes." Xiao Baoli sneered, "I think when our family hadn't fallen yet, the concubines could tear their faces away for a piece of clothing. The accountant stole money, and the steward had an affair with his concubine. The old lady refused to split up. You have to hold on to your face even if you die. In the end, the debtor will come to you, and the tree will fall and be scattered? Then where are you doing things now?"

"The Red House Hospital is a secretary for a Jewish doctor." Feng Shizhen said, "The salary is not high, but it is quite stable. My brother has returned to China and is also working in the hospital."

"Oh, your omnipotent brother." Xiao Baoli was envious. "It's good to have a big brother to protect you. Before that time, you had to support yourself too hard."

"The debt is almost over, and no matter how hard it is, I will get over it." Feng Shizhen said, "I haven't seen the seventh master for a long time, is he okay?"

Xiao Baoli said, "He even mentioned you at dinner yesterday, saying that you like the steamed scallops with garlic."

Meng Xian is really a careful person. Feng Shizhen hadn't eaten with him a few times, but he could remember her favorite dishes. For such a person to deal with Rong Dingkun, it is really a good show of dragon and tiger biting each other.

Another group of guests entered the door and greeted them loudly.

Among the group of young students, stood a tall young man, dressed in a suit, with a white neckline, lean and straight.

Feng Shizhen was startled suddenly, looked at it again, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The back looks very similar, but it's not him.

"Do you like this type of man?" Xiao Baoli was keenly aware, "I thought you liked the seventh master?"

"Seventh Master?" Feng Shizhen laughed and laughed, "Where did you start?"

Xiao Baoli winked: "The seventh master is so special to you, don't say you didn't notice it yourself."

"Meng Qiye still has few lovers?" Feng Shizhen said with a smile, "The tabloids often write about his romantic affairs."

On the surface, Meng Xian, as a rich and romantic businessman who has just returned to China, is naturally the favorite of the tabloids, and the socialites of the singers and movie stars around him have never been cut off. Even Xiao Baoli has always had a very ambiguous relationship with him. He was generous, gentle and tolerant towards women, which made many women feel genuine towards him.

"He always treats you differently." Although Xiao Baoli didn't come to the truth with Meng Xian, she still couldn't hide her envy at this point. "Besides, how many lovers does he have, and what is the difference between you liking him and you."

Feng Shizhen had to say, "I'm not interested in him. Don't talk nonsense, it's embarrassing."

Xiao Baoli stuck out her tongue.

It just so happened that the group of students were sitting at the next table, drinking and eating food, while indignantly pointed at the wrongs of the times. Feng Shizhen listened carefully and discussed the matter of the workers' armed uprising in the early morning.

The students' views were the same as Feng Shixun's, they also supported the Northern Expedition, and scolded Sun Chuanfang for the sake of drinking.

"There are strong forces outside, but they are still on their own, just trying to be the emperor behind closed doors, not caring about the survival of the family and the country!" The young man in the suit was so excited that his cheeks flushed slightly, "The people in power and the rich should have more responsibility on their shoulders. responsibility, to benefit the world."

Feng Shizhen nodded slightly.

Xiao Baoli pouted and smiled, "Students, I love doing economic articles. I haven't seen them go to the battlefield."

"You can't see the ones you went to." Feng Shizhen said lightly.

After the two had finished their meal, the students were still discussing in full swing. Feng Shizhen took a last look at the young man whose face was flushed with drinking, thought he was a bit ridiculous, shook his head and walked away.

Xiao Baoli drove Feng Shizhen home again. The two separated on the street. Feng Shizhen turned into the alley alone and walked towards home.

It was after the meal, because it was cold, people didn't like to go out after eating. So all the way in the alley, you can hear the sound of the radio wafting from the windows of the houses, but there are not many people in sight.

The street lights were dim, and the one around the corner was still flickering.

When passing the corner, Feng Shizhen keenly heard the footsteps behind him. She subconsciously accelerated her pace, and the people behind her also accelerated.

Is it the person the Rong family sent to monitor her? No, he never followed so closely. And the heavy footsteps were obviously from an adult man.

Is it for robbery, or is it a rogue robbery?

Feng Shizhen's eyes turned cold, and then he slowed down again. When he came to an intersection, he turned his head, and the slender figure disappeared into the darkness.

The man behind him hurriedly caught up, hesitated for a moment, and followed into the dark.

A burning tongs slammed over, knocking the opponent off guard.

The man groaned and took two steps back while covering his nose.

bang bang - the fire tongs fell to the ground.

"Jia Shang?" Feng Shizhen's face was full of disbelief.

Rong Jia's nose was bleeding, tears of grievance flickered in his eyes, and he hummed: "Sir... You are so cruel..."

In the small but tidy living room of the Feng family, Rong Jia was sitting on the sofa with his head raised. Feng Shizhen stood and wiped the blood from his face.

The lights were bright, and the two were so close again that they could count each other's eyelashes. Rong Jia stared intently at the delicate face that was close at hand, feeling the woman's gentle movements.

"Don't move." Feng Shizhen whispered, turning his face a little.

Her fingers were slightly cold, but they left a permanent heat on the young man's skin. Rong Jia's neck tightened, and her ears were a little red.

Feng Shizhen was stared at by the bright eyes of the young man, and he turned his eyes away and scolded: "You come to me, just call me silently, what does it look like to follow secretly? It's dark here, I was followed for nothing. , who do you hit if you don't hit?"

"Yes, Mr. is right. It's all my fault!" Rong Jia gasped, "Is your nose crooked?"

"It's not crooked." Feng Shizhen looked left and right, and frowned, "Why is it a little collapsed?"

"Ah?" Rong Jiashang exclaimed, "Let me see? Where's the mirror?"

"Pfft—" Feng Shizhen fell down with laughter.

"Shizhen is teasing you, don't listen to her nonsense." Mrs. Feng took a mirror and put it on Rong Jia

"Thank you Auntie." Rong Jia took a look in the mirror, her nose was red and purple, not collapsed, but was swollen.

Rong Jia was born handsome and fair, but he hurt his nose. Mrs. Feng looked distressed and couldn't help but pat Feng Shizhen.

"So do you. You beat people without asking indiscriminately. You can beat such a beautiful child?"

Feng Shizhen was also aggrieved: "What if he is really a bad person. You don't feel bad for me?"

"How dare there be bad people to harass Mr. Rong?" Rong Jiashang blurted out, and then thought that she should not know that the Rong family sent people to follow her.

Fortunately, Feng Shizhen didn't care, and lowered his head to pack the medicine box.

Only then did Rong Jia have the time to look at the Feng family. Feng's house is not spacious, but it is very tidy under Mrs. Feng's tidying up. The half-old furniture has traces of the years, and there is a family portrait on the wall. The tall man standing with his arms around Feng Shizhen's shoulders was the one he saw at the dock that day, and he was really her elder brother.

They don't look alike as siblings.

Mr. Feng turned over in the next room and coughed. Mrs. Feng put down her work and went in to take care of him.

"Is your body better?" Rong Jia asked, "It's better to quit smoking."

"I'm already quitting, so it's a little uncomfortable." Feng Shizhen said, "My eldest brother's words are consistent, and the old man still listens to him more. However, how do you know?"

Rong Jiashang said frankly: "Not long after you came to my house, I asked Yang Xiucheng for your information."

Feng Shizhen smiled: "It turns out that I already knew the details of me so early."

"Don't mind." Rong Jiashang said, "My brother and I were kidnapped when we were young, and it was done by an insider. From then on, everyone who came into our house to do things must have a clear background."

"It's nothing." Feng Shizhen said, "For a family like yours, you should be cautious. After reading my information, what do you think?"

Rong Jiashang stared at Feng Shizhen and said softly, "I think it's not easy for you."

Feng Shizhen looked at him quietly and felt a warm current quietly flowing in his heart.

Gollum. Rong Jiashang's stomach drummed, breaking the ambiguous silence.

"Didn't you have dinner?" Feng Shizhen laughed.

Rong Jia said with a wry smile, "I've been waiting for you at the intersection since the afternoon. I'm afraid I'll miss out on having a meal with you."

Feng Shizhen was stunned: "I haven't asked you yet, why did you come to me suddenly. What happened?"

"Everything is fine." Rong Jiashang reassured, "I saw a friend nearby in the afternoon, I thought of you, and came over for some reason."

He lowered his eyes and said a little embarrassedly, "Probably, I miss you a bit."

Feng Shizhen felt sour and hot, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly. She didn't dare to look at each other again, and turned her face away awkwardly.

"I...I'll go get you the next bowl of noodles."######

thirty-nine

In the dimly lit kitchen, Feng Shizhen was busy in front of the stove. The old blue cloth apron restrained her slender waist, making her more slender. A piece of snow-white skin was exposed on the back of the neck, making people want to pick up the broken hair and gently drop a kiss.

"Remember that you like spicy food?" Feng Shizhen put the pot of water on the stove and turned his head to ask.

Rong Jia slid his Adam's apple and retracted his gaze: "It doesn't matter if it's spicy or not, as long as it's your noodles, it's definitely delicious."

Feng Shizhen couldn't help but squinted at him: "Shibae for three days, how did you learn to be so eloquent?"

"I used to be ignorant." Rong Jia leaned against the door with a lazy expression, "At that time, there was a hostility in my heart, and I didn't like anyone, and my whole body was full of thorns. It's the gentleman who is well-mannered, and he is patient with me. Teach me. After you left, I look back and think I was really annoying."

Feng Shizhen had a gratified smile on his mouth: "It seems that I should resign sooner, so you can wake up sooner."

Rong Jiashang's eyes followed Feng Shizhen's busy figure in the kitchen, his eyes fixed.

Feng Shizhen put the seasoning in the bowl, patted the garlic, folded a green onion, washed it, chopped it finely, and beat an egg into the frying pan.

The woman's beautiful profile face glowed a beautiful blush from the steam from the pot. When she does things seriously, her mouth will be pursed unconsciously, which looks a bit childish.

"Sir," Rong Jiashang said softly, "you come back."

Feng Shizhen paused, threw a handful of vermicelli into the pot, and stirred it with chopsticks.

"Didn't my wife ask you a teacher again?"

"I did." Rong Jia said, "I don't like her, and Fang Lin and the others don't either. We all hope you can come back."

Feng Shizhen said: "Boss Rong also thinks it's good for me to resign."

"Father agrees with me to invite you back."

Feng Shizhen was a little surprised.

Rong Jia said, "I showed him the test paper."

Feng Shizhen added some cold water to the pot to suppress the boiling foam.

"But since your level is no problem at university, you don't need me anymore. As for teaching the two young ladies, the new gentleman should be enough."

Rong Jia was speechless, and after a while, he said, "Do you still mind what happened that day?"

Feng Shizhen still shook his head: "I don't need to go back. Besides, I have found a new job."

"The salary of your job is not high." Rong Jia said disdainfully, "You go back and give you a monthly salary increase of ten yuan."

"Money is not a problem." Feng Shizhen didn't lift his head, "I don't want to go back and be gossiped."

"Then you still mind that." Rong Jiashang looked at her disappointedly, "It's all my fault."

Feng Shizhen put out the noodles, sprinkled onions, and put a fried poached egg.

"Don't think about those things, let's eat first."

Rong Jiashang was wearing a precious handmade suit, sitting in the cramped and dark kitchen of Feng's house, gulping down noodles.

Feng Shizhen's craftsmanship is actually average. However, Rong Jiashang ate with relish and drank the soup cleanly.

Feng Shizhen asked, "Is it enough?"

"Enough!" Rong Jia hiccupped and smiled contentedly.

Feng Shizhen smiled and got up to wash the dishes.

"Let me come, sir." Rong Jia came up, rolled up his sleeves, and snatched the bowl from her hand.

The slippery fingers rubbed against the palm, and the heart skipped a beat. Feng Shizhen withdrew his hand and watched nervously.

Fortunately, Young Master Rong is not an ordinary rich man, and the years of military school life have cultivated him. He did housework very neatly and skillfully, which made Feng Shizhen heave a sigh of relief.

"I'm serious, sir." Rong Jiashang lowered his head, his profile clear and handsome, "After you left, the more I think about it, the more I regret it, always thinking about what to make up for, or wanting to turn back time and start over. Yes. I really want to save you."

The fish tentatively pecked at the bait on the hook and swam away with a light touch, but after a while, it couldn't help but swim back and circled around the bait.

Feng Shizhen's heart also followed the ups and downs. Every word the young man said, like raindrops falling on the heart drum, beating softly with a muffled sound.

"Jia Shang, I'm no longer your husband..."

Rong Jia turned his head to the side, his eyes shining under the warm light of the kitchen, "I am a teacher for one day, a father for life, at least an eldest sister. You told me this yourself. Did you forget, sir?"

"I…"

"You only taught me for more than a month, but it has a profound impact on me." Rong Jiashang stacked the washed dishes and stared deeply at Feng Shizhen, "I am the eldest son in the family, and I grew up alone. When you came, I knew what it was like to have a sister to take care of. I feel very warm and happy, and I feel that I am no longer alone in that family. You just want to be a teacher and a sister, then I will be a student and a younger brother. As long as you are willing to come back, I will listen to your lecture carefully and not cause you any trouble. Are you willing to go back and teach me again?"

The young man's clear and bright eyes were like the bright moonlight, and Feng Shizhen heard his own heartbeat that was going out of control.

"I..." She hesitated, "Jia Shang, let me think about it, okay?"

"Okay." Rong Jiashang said cheerfully, "I will wait for you!"

Feng Shizhen sent Rong Jiashang out, and when he walked to the door, Rong Jiashang stopped her. The driver and bodyguard of the Rong family were already waiting outside the door, picking up the eldest young master and leaving.

"Sir," before leaving, Rong Jia gave Feng Shizhen a gentle smile, the redness and swelling of his nose did not affect his handsomeness at all, "I'm so glad to see you again. It's good that you didn't hate me."

Feng Shizhen closed the courtyard door, pressed his thumping chest, and sighed softly.

Rong Jiashang did not rush back to the Rong Mansion. The driver drove the car and took him to a warehouse in the Rong family.

A lighted lamp hangs high, surrounded by thugs, Zhao Huaan sits in a folding chair, smoking a cigar. In front of him, there was a row of bound people kneeling. Another man was hung high, head down, half immersed in a water tank.

Seeing Rong Jia coming up, the thugs pulled him up. The man was choking loudly, and no matter what the thugs asked, he shook his head and shouted injustice.

"Uncle Zhao, is there any progress?" Rong Jiashang took off his gloves and walked over.

"Old. Damn, no one recognizes it!" Zhao Huaan spit, saw Rong Jia's nose, and exclaimed, "Who hit you?"

"Woman." Rong Jia said indifferently.

Zhao Huaan obviously didn't expect this answer, he was stunned for a moment before laughing: "Yes, Jia Shang is already twenty."

Rong Jia glanced at the row of people kneeling on the ground. All of them had blue noses and swollen faces, and two of them had been beaten to the point of being unable to stand up.

"These are all people who know the delivery address? Are there any leaks?"

"It's all here." Zhao Huaan said, "The inner ghost must be among them."

A bald head cried, "You're wronged, Master Zhao, Young Master! The little ones are loyal to Boss Rong, and they really won't betray them!"

There are still a few people who have the strength to kowtow and cry.

Zhao Huaan scolded and kicked the bald head down, "How could the group of people find such a hidden place. They didn't follow the boat, but they were prepared. Don't tell me? Come to me one by one! "

The big hands grabbed a man and were ready to hoist him up and dip him into a water tank.

"Eldest Young Master!" The man shouted sternly, "Our brothers have been wronged, Young Master! It's really not what we did!"

Zhao Huaan looked at Rong Jia calmly, and saw that this handsome young man's face was cold and indifferent, unmoved, and he was different from the arrogant and arrogant young master of the past.

As expected of Rong Dingkun's seed!

"Eldest young master—" the man screamed and was immersed in the water.

"Wait!" Rong Jiashang finally said.

The thugs pulled the man up.

"What?" Zhao Huaan asked.

Rong Jia said: "Uncle Zhao, do you think it's possible that these people accidentally leaked it to the people around you. Did it leak from the people around you?"

This is to accuse the family members of being suspicious and to be interrogated together. This move is even more cruel.

The family members suddenly exploded, howling and kowtowing. Those who didn't have a family breathed a sigh of relief, but kept shouting grievances. Only one of these people showed a little embarrassment.

Rong Jia raised his hand, and everyone subconsciously became quiet. He walked up to the man and asked, "Do you have anything to say?"

The man shivered and shook his head.

"When the young master asks you, just say it!" Zhao Huaan scolded.

The man finally said in a hoarse voice: "Actually... After the brothers went to the island to investigate the address, they came back and sent a copy of the address to Boss Rong..."

Zhao Huaan kicked him: "What do you mean? You mean boss Rong leaked the secret himself?"

The man kept kowtowing: "That's not what I meant, Master Zhao calms down. I mean, maybe there are spies in the Rong Mansion... I heard that the Rong Mansion ran away with a concubine?"

Zhao Huaan frowned and glanced at Rong Jia.

"A telegram?" Rong Jia asked.

The man nodded.

Zhao Huaan whispered to Rong Jiashang: "Your father's small study is not for anyone to enter. Even the wife can't enter. As for the Sun family, I don't know much."

"She did run to the big study every day before she left." Rong Jia said, "I will go back and find out what happened in the mansion. These people will be handed over to Uncle Zhao. However, Uncle Zhao..."

Zhao Huaan turned his head and listened.

Rong Jiashang suddenly showed a gentle smile, full of compassion and pity, and said: "In the end, they are all brothers who have worked hard for our family and sacrificed their lives. The punishment is excessive, and if they are innocent, it will hurt their feelings. Let's change the way. Let's interrogate this matter, and we must be on the top of our hearts."

Zhao Huaan was taken aback.

Rong Jia said no more, patted Zhao Huaan on the shoulder, and walked towards the gate.

Zhao Huaan looked at Rong Jiashang, who was almost identical to his father's back when he was young, frowning lightly, thoughtfully.

Feng Shizhen came home from get off work the next day, and when he walked to the door of the house, he saw that the door was half-open, and there was laughter inside, and he even heard the voice of Mr. Feng, who seldom left the room. She walked into the house in surprise, and saw Rong Jia with her sweater sleeves rolled up and flour on her face, kneading dough with Mrs. Feng.

"Sir is back!" Rong Jia showed a bright and dazzling smile to Feng Shizhen last time, like the sunshine after the rain and the clear sky, dispelling the haze in the sky.

Feng Shizhen was speechless for a while. Why is this kid here again?

Mrs. Feng said happily, "Really, Young Master Rong brought a big basket of crabs!"

"Auntie, it's fine to call me Jia Shang." Rong Jia said.

In the basket by the door of the kitchen, a dozen or so hairy crabs with the size of a bowl were tightly bound with twine, and they were blowing bubbles. #####

forty

"The tenant farmer only brought it here today. I asked the servant to pick out a few of the biggest ones and send them to my husband." Rong Jia grabbed the biggest one and showed it to Feng Shizhen, looking at him eagerly, like a It's like a kid asking for credit, "Do you like it, sir? I asked them to pick yellow ones."

Mr. Feng covered half of his burned face with a scarf, sat on the sofa, and said with a smile, "Your husband loves to eat. He even had diarrhea when he was a child."

Since the accident at home, Feng Shizhen has never seen his father's smiling face again. She was momentarily stunned.

"I..." She regained her senses for a while and smiled, "Jia Shang is really caring. There is no wine at home, so I'll go to the alley to call some back. Dad also drink a little today?"

Mr. Feng looked better than ever today, smiled and nodded: "Go buy another two kilograms of roasted brine. Young master Rong is a guest at home, we can't be too shabby."

"I'll accompany Mr. Rong." Rong Jiashang hurriedly washed his hands and grabbed his coat.

Before Feng Shizhen recovered, he was half-pushed and half-pulled and went out the door.

It was the evening, and the neighbors came home from get off work one after another, only to see a well-dressed young man walking out with the Feng family girl. One is tall and handsome, the other is dignified and beautiful.

"Miss Feng, is this your boyfriend?" There are always nosy aunts to ask.

Feng Shizhen smiled reservedly: "Mrs. Liu, I just saw that Mr. Liu Xiao brought some friends to his house."

Mrs. Liu's son was addicted to gambling and brought friends to the house, and he might have to sell something. Mrs. Liu was shocked and hurried home with her fat legs.

Rong Jia smiled and said, "You guys are really interesting here."

"If you stay for a few more days, you won't say that." Feng Shizhen sneered.

The noble son who lived in the ivory tower, but suffered a bit in the military academy, still didn't know the world's human feelings. In his opinion, all of this is just "interesting".

The two walked side by side along the alley.

Middle school students passing by after school. When the two girls saw Rong Jiashang, they were astonished.

Feng Shizhen also noticed the change in Rong Jia's clothes. He is much more mature in his clothes than before, wearing a fine handmade suit on his body, docile and straight. He is tall and straight, with slender legs, and he has the toughness and toughness of a soldier, and he walks with a gust of wind.

In just one month, this person has grown from a teenager to a young man.

"Thank you for the crab." Feng Shizhen said.

Rong Jiashang said, "Sending crabs is an excuse, I just want to come and see Mr.

Feng Shizhen didn't expect him to be so direct, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Rong Jiashang looked at Feng Shizhen's pale cheeks with a slight blush, and smiled proudly: "Mr. used to be so eloquent, he always made me speechless. Why did I become more docile when I left office?"

"I didn't know you liked being taught a lesson so much." Feng Shizhen rolled his eyes and regretted it. Rong Jiashang was obviously waiting, and was swept away by her eyes, like a child who had eaten candy, smiling contentedly.

"It's not that I like being taught a lesson, I just like listening to Mr.'s lesson."

Feng Shizhen's cheeks were slightly hot, and he felt a little nostalgic for the indifferent and arrogant young man who didn't like to deal with people. At least facing that person, she won't feel at a loss.

The two came back after drinking, and Mrs. Feng had already put the crabs into the steamer. After a while, the lid was lifted, and the steamed red crab was served on a white porcelain plate.

Feng Shizhen poured wine for his father and took scissors to remove the crabs for him. Mr. Feng's hand was burned and could not stretch, making it very inconvenient to move.

"Sir." Rong Jiashang pushed the peeled crab meat in front of Feng Shizhen, "You have to taste it yourself."

Mrs. Feng gave Rong Jia a meaningful look.

After a meal, Rong Jiashang consciously said goodbye and left.

Feng Shizhen sent him out of the hospital. Rong Jia held his hat and asked, "Has Mr. Feng considered it?"

Feng Shizhen burst out laughing: "You want to bribe me with a basket of crabs?"

Rong Jiashang also smiled, his teeth were white and his lips were warm: "That's right, even Liu Bei needs to take a look at the cottage. I'm leaving, it's cold outside, you go back quickly."

Feng Shizhen watched Rong Jiashang go away in the company of his bodyguards, but he didn't even notice a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. And this smile was maintained until she returned home and was blocked by her mother.

Mrs. Feng rushed out like a gust of wind, pulled her daughter into the kitchen, and asked, "You and I can be honest, you suddenly resigned, is it related to Young Master Rong?"

Feng Shizhen denied it very calmly: "Nothing. What can we do?"

Mrs. Feng patted her daughter: "I'm really confused about studying and studying. He wants to be boring to you, why does he come to our house every three days?"

"Mom, you think too much." Feng Shizhen said lightly, "How can the eldest young master of the Rong family look down on me as a poor tutor? Inviting me back was one of the tests his father gave him, to exercise his ability to win over people. That's it."

"Really?" Mrs. Feng looked disappointed, "I don't know about those wealthy families. But it's too weird."

"If you don't understand, don't worry about it." Feng Shizhen squeezed his mother's shoulder, "Besides, if he is really interested in me, he will ask me out directly. Why should I be his husband again? How can a husband and a student fall in love? "

When Mrs. Feng thought about it, she sighed regretfully, "What a wonderful child, born into a rich family, but with such a good temperament and handsome birth. If nothing happened to our family..."

"Nothing happened, I probably won't have any intersection with him at all." Feng Shizhen sneered.

After that, Rong Jiashang came to Feng's house almost every day for a meal.

He didn't come empty-handed, either with good wine or some snacks that the Feng family likes to eat. Mrs. Feng loved the cherry cake from Sullivan's Bakery on Nanjing Road, and he bought it himself. Mr. Feng was quitting smoking, and he was very uncomfortable, so Rong Jiashang gave him a big box of good cigars to satisfy his cravings.

Mrs. Feng likes Rong Jia who can't be hired. Even if she can't be recruited as a son-in-law, she still wants to be her godson. It's just that the family backgrounds of the two families are too different, and Mrs. Feng does not dare to climb high.

Feng Shizhen listened to his parents complimenting Rong Jia all day long, and his ears became calloused. She was also curious to see how long Rong Jiashang's patience would last.

And Rong Jiashang seemed to enjoy this kind of communication, and he was a little bored.

"Sir, I like your family very much." Feng Shizhen sent Rong Jia out as usual after finishing the meal. While walking in the alley, Rong Jiashang suddenly said, "Your home has an atmosphere that Rong's mansion does not have."

Feng Shizhen understood that Rong Jiashang was referring to the warmth and harmony of the Feng family. That is indeed something that the Rong family does not have.

"When you become a family yourself, the atmosphere will be very good." Feng Shizhen said, "What you lack will be made up in your own little family."

"Will it be?" Rong Jiashang recalled Du Lanxin's charming and charming eyes, and provoked a sneer full of sarcasm.

"Sir, I like you so much."

Feng Shizhen was puzzled: "What am I?"

"Always full of hope and always encouraging me." Rong Jiashang said softly, "How did you do it? Your life is full of ups and downs, but you can always see hope and always have faith in your heart."

Feng Shizhen sighed with a smile: "You are a mistake that people with little experience make. It's easy to say something to encourage others, but you may not be able to do it yourself. I also have many, many resentments, but I just didn't show you."

"I don't think so." Rong Jiashang stopped and stared at Feng Shizhen, with broken light in his eyes, "You don't know, you make people feel warm."

At this moment, Feng Shizhen could almost hear the sound of his heart melting.

Rong Jia was bathed in the lights of the alley, with a handsome face, just like the first time they met, but without the arrogance and indifference. The ice barrier melted, allowing Feng Shizhen to enter his territory and allowing her to easily hurt him.

The fish gently bit the hook and pulled the line. The fisherman's hand sank for a while, and he subconsciously wanted to walk into the water along the way.

"Jia Shang..." Feng Shizhen said hoarsely.

Rong Jiashang bowed his head slightly, admitting