AWB Chapter 158: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 158
Chapter 158: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 158
Wei Miao did not attend the banquet, so he went upstairs to find the food he had stored and ate under the eaves.
After washing, Uncle Zeng Bao changed into Lu Pingsheng's moon-white long gown with a bamboo pattern.
At this moment, the last rays of the setting sun shine through the branches of the osmanthus tree in the yard, casting mottled shadows on the bluestone ground.
Lu Pingsheng's clothes were hanging loosely on Uncle Zeng Bao's body. When the evening breeze blew, he felt as if he was floating in the air.
It looked so delicious that Wei Miao unconsciously ate two more pieces of Lao Dachang's cakes.
Lu Pingsheng looked at her, feeling both angry and amused, and tapped him on the head with something in his hand.
"Little brat, what are you looking at me with?"
Wei Miao said honestly: "It's an admiring look."
Lu Pingsheng cleared his throat, and Wei Miao looked up at him. This man was also wearing a long green gown, and he looked at him with a proud look in his eyes.
"Then you can admire Brother Lu?"
Wei Miao swallowed the snack in his mouth and said, "Brother Lu, don't be superficial. My appreciation for you is definitely not superficial."
Lu Pingsheng was delighted, as he felt that from the look in the little brat's eyes, he knew that he was burning with passion.
“Allah’s appreciation for you reaches its peak every time you see gold.”
Lu Pingsheng: ...
He snorted deliberately and walked towards Uncle Zeng Bao who was turning his head to look at them and smiling.
Lu Pingsheng handed over Wang Xizhi's "Chu Yue Tie" from his collection to Zeng Baoshu.
"Today is all thanks to Brother Zeng. This is all a thank you gift."
Lu Pingsheng spoke sincerely. He had indeed plotted against Uncle Zeng Bao. If he was not there for today's incident, the outcome would have been left to chance.
He has no control over it, and he can't control it.
But he was right there at the scene, watching the people being bullied. If he remained indifferent, it would be inconsistent with his education and beliefs.
If his superior, Lao Ma, knew about this, he would definitely sigh in his heart and say that he was soft-hearted.
People with soft hearts are prone to get into trouble when working as agents.
Uncle Zeng Bao glanced at Wei Miao, who was sitting under the eaves and puffing his cheeks, and took the "Chu Yue Tie" from Lu Pingsheng's hand and smiled faintly:
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."
The two smiled at each other, each with their own thoughts, and they understood each other tacitly.
When the sun was setting, Grandma Cui, along with the Cui siblings and the new bride, knocked on the door.
Delivered the meal personally.
Granny Cui held Wei Miao's hand and said, "Last time I heard that Mr. Lu liked the food at Deyilou, so he called and ordered a table."
Wei Miao watched the food being put in like flowing water, feeling happy and said to Grandma Cui:
"Grandma, this is too expensive."
Hu Cuiping said: "These are just a small amount of money, which cannot express how much my family has received help from you one after another."
Wei Miao looked at the bride who came back in a dignified manner, and suddenly he couldn't remember the way she twisted her waist and spat at him as a "little jerk".
Grandma Cui was very satisfied with Hu Cuiping. She thought that only such a capable and strong-willed woman could manage her unruly and helpless son.
"Kneel down." Grandma Cui said.
Cui Liping, Cui Lijuan and Hu Cuiping all knelt down obediently. Wei Miao hid behind Grandma Cui very flexibly and supported her to prevent her from bending over.
Seeing the old lady kneeling down like this, Lu Pingsheng probably felt that his life was going to be shortened.
"Grandma, what are you doing?" Lu Pingsheng asked.
Grandma Cui said gratefully:
"Mr. Lu, and this young master, you have helped my Cui family one after another, and I should repay you with gratitude. Unfortunately, you are only worthless. I am putting my words here. If you need any errands in the future, my family will definitely not hesitate."
Seeing Wei Miao glaring at him, Lu Pingsheng quickly said, "Grandma, don't worry. These may take some time for me to deal with, but they are just a piece of cake for this young master. Those people will not come back to cause trouble again."
Wei Miao, who was supporting Grandma Cui, clearly felt that the old lady's body relaxed a little.
Cui Liping kowtowed three times heavily without saying anything extra, because he had said everything he needed to say and all he had to do was figure out what to do next.
After dinner, Lu Pingsheng received a phone call and went out temporarily.
Uncle Zeng Bao said to him, "Ah Miao and I will go home together."
Lu Pingsheng knew that he had someone secretly protecting him, so he was relieved. He said to Wei Miao:
"Ala will be out for a while soon and will be back before your little Angkor wedding."
Wei Miao thought about the time and asked, "Are you going on a long journey again?"
Lu Pingsheng saw that the little girl not only did not feel reluctant, but her eyes were shining, so he knew what she was thinking.
Because penicillin is kept secret and difficult to develop, Mr. Wu is also still learning about it.
But sulfanilamide is really simple to make. Mr. Wu and several of his students took turns working on the small production line in the newly dug underground secret room of the Wei family.
In just these three short weeks, the output was more than ten times that of Shangwei Miao's previous years.
These now account for 60% of Wei Miao’s profits.
In the car, Uncle Zeng Bao saw that the dimples on the little boy's mouth never disappeared because he was so happy.
"Have you ever gone out to play at night?" Uncle Zeng Bao said.
Wei Miao turned to look at him, "Where are we going to play tonight? Brother Lu won't let me go to the dance hall."
In Wei Miao's impression, the foreign concessions at night were full of decadence and extravagance, but there was no place suitable for children to go.
Most of them are dance halls, gambling houses and brothels.
Uncle Zeng Bao smiled and said, "Have you ever been to the racecourse?"
Wei Miao thought about it and nodded honestly, "I used to sell flowers in front of the racecourse."
The racecourse is a place frequented by the upper class. Whenever a race is held, there will be a constant stream of people and cars outside the gate, making it extremely lively.
This is a perfect opportunity for Wei Miao who is trying to make a living.
She would dress herself up neatly and presentably, and bring carefully wrapped flowers, selling them specifically to foreigners. Occasionally, wealthy ladies would buy her flower bracelets and headbands.
If you're lucky, you can earn more in a day than you could in a month working outside a dance hall.
Unfortunately, the red-headed Indians in the International Settlement are not as easy to talk to as the patrolmen in the French Concession.
Whenever they were seen, they would be driven away with curses, and if they were held down they would eventually be beaten.
Uncle Zeng Bao heard her complain about how she had been spanked by two red-headed Indians.
Finally, I laughed out loud.
The driver almost lost his concentration when he heard his laughter, and it was only when the bodyguard in the passenger seat coughed lightly that he came back to his senses.
Uncle Zeng Bao raised his eyes and glanced over calmly, and the driver suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his back.
People outside say that the Ninth Young Master is a sickly person. Even if he is favored by the master, he cannot compete with the Fourth Young Master.
This was indeed the case. As soon as the master died, the fourth young master immediately returned from the West and took over the family property. He kicked the ninth young master out of the house and married the ninth young master's childhood sweetheart to the son of a high-ranking official.
But only they knew how high hopes the deceased old man had placed on this young master, and how much money, power, and connections he secretly gave him.
Otherwise, why would the mysterious Inoue Kazuaki personally meet him just because the young master made a phone call?
The entrance of the racecourse is still bustling at night, with many small vendors and many celebrities coming in and out.
"There's a big event tonight." Uncle Zeng Bao said to Wei Miao who got off the car.