AWB Chapter 121: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 121
Chapter 121: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 121
Looking at the boy who was in good spirits, Wei Miao secretly felt that the little boy's physical foundation was indeed better.
After going through the same process again, Wei Ran no longer cared whether it hurt or not. He buried his head in the pillow with a flushed face.
The eldest brother actually gave himself an injection in the butt.
When Wei Ada learned that Wei Ling had fallen asleep, he looked at his nephew's appearance and burst into laughter.
"This is Brother Nong, why are you shy?"
Wei Ran lowered his head and refused to speak.
Wei Miao teased: "It seems that someone doesn't want to eat candy."
Sure enough, Wei Ran turned around and looked at Wei Miao expectantly, and then a candy with a strong milky flavor was stuffed into his mouth.
"Go to sleep, you'll feel much better in the morning."
Wei Ran nodded, and his bright eyes curved.
As the two children's conditions improved, the atmosphere in the Wei family became more relaxed.
The other families in the alley were in a mess.
Grandma Cui was terrified when she saw her daughter and son suffering from vomiting and diarrhea, and she was busy with this and that.
"Cui Liping, did you go to the North Pier to hang out with those low-lifes?"
There are many private dens at the north pier where you can have fun for just a few cents.
Cui Lijuan's face was very pale as she had just vomited, and there was an abnormal blush on it because of anger.
Cui Liping, who was holding his stomach, glared at her and said, "How could it be Ala? It's impossible that you got it from all kinds of people in the dance hall?"
Grandma Cui looked at the two siblings who were cross-eyed and felt hopeless.
That’s good, the whole family is dead, complete and peaceful.
Let's go downstairs and let the old man see what kind of life they have been living after he left without a care.
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Japanese Concession.
On a street not far from the Japanese garrison, neon lights are flashing and there are many izakayas.
In the famous Aoki Izakaya, a charming geisha is waving a fan gracefully and skillfully.
Her white face and red eyes made it difficult to see her facial features, but her every move attracted the attention of the Japanese officers below.
"Kudo-kun, I haven't seen such a superb geisha performance in a long time."
In a private room upstairs, two Japanese officers looked nostalgic.
The male officer called Kudo-kun tapped his hands on the table in perfect rhythm with the musicians' dance, showing that he understood music theory.
"Yamazaki-kun, I heard that your fiancée is coming to look for you as well?"
Kudo Hisayoshi withdrew his gaze and looked at the commander of the dispatched army in front of him with a teasing look.
The young captain of the dispatched army showed a helpless yet doting smile:
"She said the cherry blossoms in her hometown are in bloom and she wants to bring some for me."
Yamazaki-kun said, picked up a piece of sashimi in front of him, took a bite, and frowned:
"Today's sashimi tastes a little strange?"
"is it?"
Kudo Kyujo also picked up a piece, but his mind was not on this, and he said casually:
"It may be the fish. After all, the fish here is incomparable to the fish back home."
Yamazaki-kun put down his chopsticks and took a sip of sake to suppress the discomfort in his mouth.
"Kudou-kun, I have checked what you asked me to check. Your brother Kudou Ishigami did die in an accidental murder of his mistress."
Seeing his old friend's puzzled expression, Yamazaki Taro continued:
"The people on the suspect list you gave all have alibis, especially Lu Pingsheng. He was playing with his cousin with the vice-consul's nephew at the time."
Because this incident was quite erotic, he was deeply impressed.
"If your brother's death is related to the prepared materials as suspected by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Military Police, then they should have taken action long ago. So far, no one has encountered any accidents."
Kudo Hisayoshi got such a result, and he didn't know whether he was relieved or sad.
Thinking of his sister-in-law Tomoko's desperate and resentful face and his nephew's gloomy little face, he could not accept such an accident.
"Gauls! When the wheels of the empire roll over you..." Kudo Hisayoshi's eyes were as cold as a beast's.
His smart and sensible brother died in such an ignominious way that he could not even ask the empire for a nice posthumous title for him.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen.
An old man in shorts was preparing food quickly.
Several Japanese shop assistants nearby folded their arms over their chests and stared at the Chinese old man without blinking.
The old man cut the white fish meat with nimble hands and feet, coughing once or twice occasionally.
"Don't cough your dirty saliva into the food, old man. If Master Tian Jing hadn't suddenly been unwell, it wouldn't have been your turn to be the head chef today."
The old man quickly put down his knife, grovelled and smiled, "Yes, yes, thank you ladies for your kindness..."
The group of people looked at his spineless old face and suddenly felt that there was no point in bullying him, so they all went on to talk about other things.
The old man continued to cook, adding various ingredients from time to time and coughing occasionally.
In a short while, "Salt-grilled saury", "Fried chicken", "Skewers", "Fried tofu" and "Sashimi" came out one by one.
The Japanese waiters in the kitchen were stunned.
They brought the dishes up one by one and all came back with smiles on their faces.
"I've been here for so long, and this is the first time I've received a reward..."
Throughout the entire evening, the pub was bustling with people, singing and dancing, and the old man in the kitchen never stopped making all kinds of food.
Big beads of sweat dripped from his greasy face into the sashimi, fried rice, and fried tofu.
Because of standing for a long time, his old legs had begun to tremble, and he was scolded not to stop.
At about 3:00 in the morning, after the last Japanese soldier left, the old man was thrown out by the people in the pub.
"It's really unlucky. I just cooked for a whole night and I fainted from exhaustion."
The streets were extremely quiet late at night, with only the occasional drunkard shouting "Long live XX".
There are also wild dogs and cats with shining eyes in the dark.
After a while, the old man lying on the ground slowly moved his body and crawled into the darkness.
"Look, he looks like a dog."
The drunk Japanese soldiers supported each other and pointed to the place where the old man disappeared.
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Lu Pingsheng held the phone, his heart beating wildly.
"Mr. Lu, the two landscape paintings by Mr. Wang Shimin that you left with me were bought by a Mr. Ma from Peking for exactly three gold bars."
Lu Pingsheng controlled his tight throat and was silent for a long time before saying:
"Thank you very much. Tomorrow at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Ms. Aisha from Charles Trading Company will take my IOU to pick up the three gold bars. Please help me confirm whether the IOU is authentic."
After hanging up the phone, people on both ends were uneasy.
There was confusion in Lu Pingsheng's eyes at first, but then it turned into determination.
Old Ma on the other end of the phone had not expected that the first thing he did after returning from Peiping and contacting Lu Pingsheng would put him in a dilemma.