Time: 2010-11-2111:46:45 Words: 12510
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Fang Zhaorong saw that Jiang Shanshan had only drunk a cup of Shaoxing yellow wine and eaten half a bowl of rice. He stood up and knew that she was going to play mahjong again. Normally, he would say something to please her, saying,"I wish you victory!" But today, he was afraid of being lonely, so he said," I've been playing cards for the whole afternoon. I'm tired enough. Let's rest tonight!"”
Jiang Shanshan was a mahjong fan and had an appointment with her neighbor, so she said unhappily,"I'm willing! Mind your own business!"
Fang Zhaorong was resentful, but he did not dare to say anything else. He could only pick up his wine glass and drink gloomily. The more he drank, the more worried he became. If Hua Shiliang refused to listen to his advice and admit that it was a mistake, the county would definitely think that he was incompetent. Not only would he not be able to fulfill his dream of being promoted, but he would also be demoted. It seemed to him that it was tomorrow; He wanted the Great Party to be swift and decisive. If he believed it, he would be promoted immediately. If he didn't believe it, he would be dismissed immediately. Moreover, he was a retained member. He felt that his future was bleak and silently sad.
He believed that persuading Hua Shiliang to admit to the wrong treatment was still out of friendship, because Chief Jia said that the tone set by County Chief An was the current counter-revolutionary case of intentional death. He also went to find Gong Laifa's widow, Zhou Xuemei.
"How did your husband die?" he asked.”
"Doctor Hua said it's typhoid fever," said Zhou Xuemei. However, there were also people who said that it was not typhoid fever, and if it was, Doctor Hua would be able to cure it with his skills.”
"Who said that he intended to kill her?" he asked.”
"It's the village and village officials," said Zhou Xuemei.”
"Do you believe me?"
"I think Doctor Hua is a good person. He wouldn't do such a wicked thing. There were also people who said that Physician Hua had misdiagnosed the illness. It was hard to say, as veterans also had their faults.”
"If Physician Hua really misdiagnosed the illness and administered the wrong medicine, would you sue him?”
"Why would I sue him? As the saying goes,'water can't be hidden, and disaster can't be avoided.'Otherwise, how could such a good doctor have misdiagnosed the disease?”
He thought that since the villagers also had the view of " deliberately treating death," this matter would not be settled. He was also worried for Hua Shiliang. This would cost his life. Seeing that she believed in misdiagnosis and didn't care about it, she might as well persuade Hua Shiliang to take this path. Misdiagnosis was not "intentional", and it was common for doctors. Before he left, he even said to Zhou Xuemei,"Since you've misdiagnosed the disease, you're right. Why bother to sue? It's better to ask Doctor Hua to compensate you some money."?”
"There's no need to compensate us. Doctor Hua has never asked us for medical fees." Zhou Xuemei said.”
Fang Zhaorong was even more relieved. After returning, he repeatedly advised Hua Shiliang to take the path of "misdiagnosis". Who knew that Hua Shiliang was unwilling to accept it, so he could only blame Hua Shiliang for not understanding the times and worrying about his future.
Just as he picked up his glass to drink, he saw the door to the wall open. Looking closely, it was his goddaughter, Fei Guixiang, who had walked in.
"Godfather, where's Godmother?" Fei Guixiang asked.”
Only then did Fang Zhaorong smile and say,"He went to play mahjong. You came just in time. Sit down and have a drink with godfather.”He casually poured a glass of wine for her.
"What good wine?"
"Five years old Shaoxing rice wine."
Fei Guixiang didn't want to drink it at first, so she deliberately said,""I don't drink without chicken or duck."
"Isn't it enough to have fish and meat? I'll make do with it today and accompany godfather. Drinking alone is boring. Tomorrow, godfather will buy you chicken and duck.”
Fei Guixiang wanted to invite Jiang Shanshan to watch the show together, so she was not in the mood to drink. She turned around and was about to leave.
Fang Zhaorong saw that her buttocks were getting more and more plump, so he twisted them casually. Unexpectedly, Fei Guixiang cried out, and he was also shocked.
Fei Guixiang turned around and said,"I'll call you godfather. How can a godfather tease his goddaughter?"”
Fang Zhaorong smiled and defended himself." I like you. How can you say that I'm teasing you?" He looked at her voluptuous chest." If I'm really teasing you, I'll take two of your peaks."”
Fei Guixiang said provocatively,"Then you take the picture."”
Fang Zhaorong had no choice but to say," Alright, alright. Even if you're godfather, don't be in a hurry to leave. Have a drink with godfather."”
"Since you've said so, I'll forget it. Why don't I use a pair of scissors to poke through your palm so that it won't itch again in the future!”
"Good, a girl should have this kind of spiciness! If a beautiful woman didn't have a bit of ferocity, she would be bullied by a wild greedy cat.”
Fei Guixiang thought that her godfather really doted on her, so she couldn't be too serious and make him feel uncomfortable. She smiled and picked up the glass of wine, saying,"Godfather, it's hard for you to say that. I'll toast you.”
Fang Zhaorong quickly picked up his wine glass and clinked glasses with Fei Guixiang.
Fei Guixiang finished the glass of wine in one gulp and said,"Thank you, godfather!"”He left.
Fang Zhaorong looked at Fei Guixiang, who had left, and secretly praised her. A girl who was only sixteen years old had developed so well. Not only was she beautiful, but her eyes and eyebrows already revealed the charm of the future. She was smart and shrewd enough to make men kneel under her skirt. She was well-educated and would be a woman who could call the shots in D Town in the future. He felt that Jiang Shanshan had good judgment and had accepted such a good goddaughter. In fact, Jiang Shanshan had only acknowledged Fei Guixiang as her goddaughter four years ago because she did not have any children. He felt that he should dote on this goddaughter even more in the future. Perhaps she would have someone to rely on.
He drank slowly and smoked a few cigarettes. The more she thought about how being removed from the investigation team would be disadvantageous to her, the more afraid she was. He still wanted to salvage the situation, and he was also thinking about how to ask Jia Jinshi to persuade Deputy County Head An to give him more time so that he could think of another way to make Hua Shiliang voluntarily accept his "misdiagnosis" persuasion. As long as he worked hard, an iron rod could be ground into a needle. Three to four hours had passed, but he still could not think of a foolproof plan. He also felt that this was a difficult game to win, but he still did not give up. He never thought that Hua Shiliang would already be lying on the corpse board.
When the clock struck eleven, he thought that Jiang Shanshan should be back by now, so he quickly cleared the table and went to the kitchen to make supper for her. He was very attentive to his wife. Even in the middle of winter, as long as his wife played mahjong at night, he would get up in the cold and serve her a comfortable supper. He was deeply afraid that his wife would not have sex with him. His desire for this was extremely great. Although he had a lot on his mind tonight and didn't want to have sex, he still fawned over her and made supper. He wasn't afraid of shocking the world, but he was afraid of offending the Jade Emperor. He had to flatter his wife, just like how he had to flatter his leader.
Jiang Shanshan didn't return until past midnight. Although his wife would always smile when she won or lost, she still had to give him some money to spend tomorrow as a prize. He knew that he had lost money today. Anyway, if she lost, she would not ask for money from him, nor would she vent her anger on him. She just wanted to drink a few more glasses of wine. It was good to drink more and be more intimate with him in bed.
Jiang Shanshan went to bed after supper and made out with him. Since he was not very interested and said that he had a headache, she understood and turned around to sleep.
Fang Zhaorong still couldn't fall asleep. The worry in his heart grew bigger and bigger. He watched helplessly as the sun rose. He didn't dare to sit up and smoke, afraid that he would alarm his wife.
Someone knocked on the door. Fang Zhaorong hurriedly went down to open the door and saw Hua Binghuan in mourning clothes. Fang Zhaorong was shocked." You-?!”He didn't know what to say.
Hua Binghuan entered the hall silently. Reporting the funeral was not his business. He did not need to come. He heard from his mother that he was afraid that his uncle would cause trouble, so the person who wanted to report the funeral would not report it to Fang Zhaorong for the time being. He thought that since his mother had persuaded his uncle, he would not act rashly again. Because his uncle was also a rational person, he wanted to see Fang Zhaorong's attitude, so he came alone. He looked at Fang Zhaorong attentively and said,"Let me tell you some good news. Someone died in my family.”
Fang Zhaorong could guess who it was when he saw the filial son hat on Binghuan's head. He was both sad and happy because if Hua Shiliang died, although he would lose a friend, everything would be difficult for him. He would also be able to overcome the difficulties. He still pretended not to know, so he asked,"Who is it?"
"You still don't understand?" Hua Binghuan looked at him carefully.”
Fang Zhaorong naturally understood, but he was also secretly shocked. He felt that Hua Binghuan's words had bones in them. So he said,"How would I know about your family? Who is dead?”
At this moment, Jiang Shanshan also rushed downstairs. She was awakened by the knocking on the door and recognized that it was Binghuan who was talking in the hall. "Who's gone, Byeon-Hwan?" he asked anxiously when he saw Byeon-Hwan's attire.”
Hua Binghuan had already noticed Fang Zhaorong's lightning-like mood change. He could conclude that his father's death was related to the investigation team led by Fang Zhaorong, but it might not be that Fang Zhaorong forced his father to die. As for what methods he used, he still needed to investigate and think about it. He could tell that Jiang Shanshan was completely clueless, so he said bluntly,""My dad committed suicide." His eyes were still fixed on Fang Zhaorong.
Fang Zhaorong unintentionally revealed it and said,"What's the big deal? Why do you have to take this road of no return?”
Hua Binghuan confirmed his thoughts and left.
Jiang Shanshan was very sad, but she was still calm. She urged Fang Zhaorong,"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and prepare the funeral ceremony. Go and mourn!”
Only then did Fang Zhaorong leave the house. He went to the paper horse shop to buy white candles, paper ingots, quilt covers, and so on.
"How much did you pack for the funeral?" Jiang Shanshan asked.”
"10,000 yuan (old currency, converted to 100 yuan)"
"You're so generous!" Jiang Shanshan snorted. Brother Shiliang treated you like a brother when he was alive, and you have the cheek to take it out! 110,000 yuan (equivalent to 1,100 yuan)!”
Fang Zhaorong was secretly shocked. His heart ached, but he did not dare to disobey. If he said too much, she would increase the price. She valued her reputation and was generous. He had no choice but to go upstairs to get the money. He put it into a white paper funeral bag and handed it to Jiang Shanshan, saying,"I have to go to work. You go!”
"You keep calling Shi Liang your big brother. How can I go alone for such a matter?”
Fang Zhaorong wanted to explain. He was the head of the investigation team for Hua Shiliang's case. Hua Shiliang was dead, but the case was still undecided. The Great Party only cared about political influence. It would not be good if he went to mourn. After thinking about it carefully, he decided not to say this. He could only say,"But I can't delay my work."
"What's there to be afraid of if it's delayed for an hour or two? If you get fired because of this, you can just come back and open a clinic. If you don't, I'll support you. Let's go together!"
Fang Zhaorong had no choice but to follow Jiang Shanshan out of the house with the paper ingot and wait for the funeral.
Stepping into the mourning hall, Jiang Shanshan saw Hua Shiliang's portrait and couldn't hold it in any longer. She started crying.
Fang Zhaorong remembered the benefits Hua Shiliang had given him when he was alive and felt his true feelings. He knelt down with a thud and called out pitifully," Brother Shiliang!”His head fell to the ground, and tears of sadness and remorse flowed out. He knew in his heart that he had made some friends in his life, but the only one who treated him sincerely was Hua Shiliang. He had lost a confidant who had treated him with all his heart. He felt sorry for Hua Shiliang and blamed himself. He did not have the face to raise his head and only cried as his head touched the floor tiles.
The people beside him were also touched. Afraid that something would happen to Fang Zhaorong, they quickly helped him up.
Seeing that his wife was comforting Luo Yuzhen, Fang Zhaorong was too embarrassed to leave. He sincerely comforted her and even helped to receive the people who came to mourn. It was only after lunch and Jiang Shanshan's permission that he went to work in the county.
As soon as he left the Hua family, he walked into the Department of Culture and Health, sat down in his office chair, and returned to his own reality. Zhen Jianwei told him that Section Chief Jia was looking for him, so he hurriedly followed him into Jia Jinshi's office and said,"Section Chief Jia, I had a terrible headache this morning and couldn't get out of bed. I didn't come to work, nor did I ask for leave. I'll definitely correct it next time.”
Jia Jinshi met Fang Zhaorong during the Anti-Japanese War. At that time, he wanted Fang Zhaorong to help the guerrillas get medicinal herbs. Fang Zhaorong was timid and did not dare to agree. After Jiang Shanshan's guidance, he enthusiastically helped the guerrillas get medicinal herbs a few times. Jia Jinshi thought that he was a very patriotic and open-minded person who supported the great party. He had a good impression of him, so he promoted him to the Department of Culture and Health to be in charge of the county's medical and health care. Fang Zhaorong was indeed very active in his work, so Jia Jinshi naturally trusted him more. He said," You should rest if you're sick. There's nothing wrong with it. Why are you reflecting on yourself? Sit down."”He even handed Fang Zhaorong and Zhen Jianwei cigarettes.
Fang Zhaorong was a little flattered and embarrassed. Because they were all on a supply system, their income was meager. Section Chief Jia did not have savings like his family.
After Fang Zhaorong and Zhen Jianwei sat down, Jia Jinshi said,"Comrade Fang Zhaorong, Hua Shiliang committed suicide to avoid punishment.”
Fang Zhaorong wanted to correct him by saying that he committed suicide because of cowardice, but he did not dare to. He was lucky enough to be retained, so how could he refute his superior? He could only say,"I heard about it."
"Your investigation team hasn't found out the real cause of Gong Laifa's death?”
"Under investigation."
Zhen Jianwei looked at Fang Zhaorong and said,"Didn't you say that it was very likely a 'misdiagnosis?!"”
Fang Zhaorong could only say,"Maybe."
Jia Jinshi had already discussed the cause of Hua Shiliang's death with Deputy County Head An Yuangeng in the morning. Deputy County Head An thought that if Hua Shiliang did not deliberately kill Gong Laifa, why would he commit suicide? He felt that it was right, so he said,"The matter is very clear. Hua Shiliang committed suicide to avoid punishment, and the investigation team can come to an end here. Write a report and send it to the county.”
Fang Zhaorong did not dare to defend Hua Shiliang. If he was unwilling to defend Hua Shiliang, Hua Shiliang would die. It did not matter what label he put on. However, Fang Zhaorong was still alive. The investigation team had to give an explanation for the special case. If they did not follow the higher-ups, it would be equivalent to going against the county. If they did not follow the great party, why would they lose their status for a dead person? However, he did not dare to write this report. Hua Shiliang was dead, and the article was easy to write. However, the people of the Hua family were still alive. They were not easy to deal with. Fang Zhaorong could not write this article. He said,"Section Chief Jia, you also know that I'm a doctor. I only know how to treat illnesses, but I don't know how to write such manuscripts. Moreover, I've been having headaches these past few days.”
Jia Jinshi felt that it was right. This kind of thing couldn't be forced, so he said,"Alright, then let Hu Deyuan write it.”
Hu Deyuan was originally the director of the Public Education Center in D City. He was not a timid party member and did not commit any crimes. After the Liberation, he was retained and transferred to the Department of Culture and Health as a clerk. Fang Zhaorong knew that he was a university student who was good at writing. People said that he had talent in writing. He could write all kinds of articles on the same topic, so let him do it. If it was done well, it would not be without Fang Zhaorong's credit. If the Hua family was not convinced and caused trouble, the punishment would not be able to hit Fang Zhaorong's butt. He said,"Section Chief Jia, you really know how to appoint people!”In order to avoid contact with Hu Deyuan while writing the report, so that he could have a way out in the future, he applied for a few days of sick leave from Jia Jinshi.
Jia Jinshi agreed because he was usually serious in his work and did not suspect that he was faking his illness.
Fang Zhaorong walked out of the office of the Department of Culture and Health easily. He felt sorry for losing a good friend, and also rejoiced that the burden on his shoulders had been lifted. He was sad for Hua Shiliang's death, but he was also happy that Hua Shiliang had saved his future. When he passed by the soy sauce shop, he saw a rectangular wooden board erected on the counter. Our shop specializes in selling the five acanthoppers from the east of the country. The price is reasonable. It's authentic. It relaxes the muscles and invigorates the blood. It nourishes the spirit. He had drunk this wine before and knew that it was a high-grade fitness tonic wine, so he went up and bought five catties. He wanted to live a healthy life and live a long life.
Jiang Shanshan didn't go home, and he didn't dare to go to the Hua family again. He was afraid that if the county government officials saw him, it would be a bad influence. Moreover, he had asked for sick leave. He went to the crossroad to buy some fish, shrimp, and vegetables, and then bought some boiled chicken and braised duck from the delicatessen. Now he didn't have to worry about being lonely. He wanted to drink alone and enjoy himself for a while. This was because he could not let anyone know about his happiness, especially Jiang Shanshan. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to enjoy himself, but Jiang Shanshan might also point at his nose and scold him.
By the time he finished cooking, it was already dusk. He closed the door, lit the kerosene lamp, and began to drink wine proudly. He tasted the acanthamus bark that had the fragrance of medicine and wine, and looked back at his life. He felt that the course of his life was like chewing sugar cane, from the tip of the stick to the tip of the stick, each mouthful sweeter than the last.
In Shangrao, Jiangxi Province, in a dilapidated hut in a remote location. The young widow knelt beside her husband's body and wailed. Nine-year-old Fang Zhaorong wiped his tears and comforted his mother. He already understood that his father would never get up again to hunt for them in the mountains and go down the mountains to exchange for food. If he cried his mother to death, what would happen in the future? He couldn't lose his mother again.
The mother did not know how to hunt, and she was afraid that the wild beasts in the barren mountains would hurt her son, so she buried her dead husband hastily and took her son out of the deep mountains and forests. The world outside the mountain was too unfamiliar. Her illiterate mother struggled to find her way in life. It was not easy for her to beg for a bowl of rice and a sweet potato, but she always gave them to her son. It was snowing heavily, and the mother and son were still wearing thin, tattered clothes. Their bodies were cold and their stomachs were hungry. The mother and son seemed to have walked to the edge of despair.
The old man in the felt hat looked at the mother and son with pity, asked a few simple questions, and led them into his house, a dilapidated house. The old man didn't like to talk. He was poor, but he still had a smile on his face. He did not have any extravagant hopes. He only treated them as his daughters and grandchildren out of sympathy. He would give all the money he earned to his daughter every day. He would be satisfied as long as he had a bowl of soju at home. His mother was at home helping his grandfather boil sugar. His grandfather asked him to study at the private school in the ancestral hall next door. They had a chance at survival, and their days were better than those in the ravines.
This 'grandfather' had died of alcohol poisoning. His mother had no choice but to pick up the sugar basket left by the old man. She would not be like the old man, who would beat a small gong and sing tunes to walk through the streets and alleys to sell. Her business was not as good as the old man. Life became difficult day by day, but they encountered a typhoon that blew down their dilapidated house.
His mother had no choice but to bring him to Shangrao and start his life as a beggar again. He begged people every day and rolled his eyes at them. The fifteen-year-old Fang Zhaorong could not bear it anymore. He begged his mother to stop working and willingly starve. The mother understood her son and stopped begging. The mother and son starved for two whole days. They lived a half-starved life by picking up scraps. Fang Zhaorong occasionally found a wallet in the trash can. It was a lot of money! His mother asked him what to do. He said that she would be anxious if she lost her wallet and might even kill herself. The mother smiled and hugged her son with tears of pride. The owner came, a man in his forties. He was very grateful and asked about their situation before taking them back to Huzhou, Zhejiang. Only then did they know that he was the boss of the rice store.
Fang Zhaorong recalled his sad childhood and his heart lit up. This was a brilliant golden leaf! The great party loved the poor. Didn't he also come from a poor straw hut? What the old society was ashamed to talk about was what the new society was happy to praise. He should hang this golden leaf on his resume, shining brightly. He was also from a poor family! He thanked his ancestors and rejoiced for his childhood tears. He happily refilled the empty cup with the fragrant acanthopamus bark. He didn't expect his childhood tears to turn into a cup of sweet wine. He picked up a piece of chicken drumstick and dipped it in the soy sauce. He put it into his mouth and slowly tasted the delicate delicacy. He had returned to the course of his previous life.
The owner of the rice store was called Xu Hao. If he did not believe in Buddhism, he would only memorize the Nanhua Sutra in his life. He told Fang Zhaorong's mother that he had married two wives and concubines, but they did not give birth to a boy or a girl for him. Then, he stretched out his feet and said goodbye to him forever. From then on, he had no intention of remarrying. The fortune-teller said that he was destined to be a jinx to his wife, so he did not want to harm others. He said that he had brought the mother and son into his house to help him take care of the rice. He told the outsiders that one was a girl and the other was his nephew. He didn't like businessmen who cheated each other, so he tried to bring Fang Zhaorong to Shanghai to learn medicine from a Japanese doctor.
Fang Zhaorong's mother washed up and put on the clothes of the city people. She looked very elegant. She put on light makeup, was thrifty and simple, and slowly developed a relationship with Xu Hao. However, Xu Hao was afraid that he would jinx this cute woman to death, so he did not dare to get married. Fang Zhaorong returned to Hu Zhou after three years. He could also see the ambiguous relationship between his "uncle" and his mother, so he did not object. Xu Hao doted on Fang Zhaorong and helped him open a Western medicine clinic in Huzhou. Fang Zhaorong was very grateful and named the clinic "Hao En". Xu Hao and his mother were still guarding the rice store. Xu Hao was indifferent and simply handed over all the family property to his mother to manage. In fact, it became a "square". From then on, the poor child became a young master, and the beggar became a doctor. He knew very well that he had to rely on this rice boat. From poverty to wealth. Boats. The journey of life required boats.
In the early autumn of the year Fang Zhaorong was 22 years old, a young lady walked into Hao En Western Medicine Internal Medicine Clinic. She was wearing a tight red satin cheongsam, which accentuated the curves of her voluptuous breasts, waist, and buttocks. Her long hair accentuated her fair face. She had thin eyebrows, big eyes, long eyelashes, and a small mouth. His soul was in turmoil. It was only when she walked in front of him and asked him to treat her that he woke up from a dream. When he asked for her name, he found out that she was Jiang Shanshan, one of the top ten beauties in Hu Provincial City. She was the " fair lady " that he had admired for a long time. Since the Goddess of Luo had descended, how could he let this opportunity slip by? He asked about the symptoms in detail with a pleasant expression. She said it was a headache and sore limbs. He diagnosed it as a cold. He was afraid that she would never return, so he gave her a few tablets of Aspirin and told her to come back for a follow-up visit. Jiang Shanshan wanted to pay. He declined again and again, saying,"I am deeply honored to be able to treat Miss Jiang's illness. Wouldn't it be vulgar to haggle over remuneration?"”Jiang Shanshan did not refuse. He politely sent her out of the door and bowed politely.
Three days later, Jiang Shanshan really came for a follow-up consultation. She had recovered from her illness. Her cheeks were white and red, her cherry lips were rosy, her white teeth were shining, and her eyes were full of love. It was even more enchanting and gorgeous than before. His heart was burning with anger. He busied himself with a diagnosis and concocted some vitamins, boasting that they were a good cure for the root cause. At that time, there were very few people who knew about Western medicine. Jiang Shanshan was very grateful. Knowing that he wouldn't charge, she gave him the ginseng she had brought. He repeatedly declined, and she left after putting down the ginseng. She gave him such a heavy gift because she was born generous and because he was a doctor with a dignified appearance, unlike those rich playboys who were frivolous and squandered their ancestral property. She secretly pitied him.
Ten days later, Jiang Shanshan woke up in the morning with a dull pain in her chest and ribs every time she breathed. She hurriedly came to him for treatment. Although Fang Zhaorong was thoughtful, he did not dare to be rash. He first asked for her opinion if he could listen to her chest. Otherwise, he would not be able to diagnose her. She thought that it was necessary, so she could only agree shyly. He lifted the white curtain and invited her to lie down on the observation platform. He took the stethoscope and stuffed it into her underwear. He moved it around her delicate chest and listened. Slowly, his hand that was holding the stethoscope moved to her plump breasts. She let out a soft moan, as if she was shocked and embarrassed. In a panic, she actually used her hand to slap his hand. The stethoscope slipped, and his hand pressed against her breasts. She slapped him hard and left angrily. He regretted his recklessness. He was in pain for losing her.
One evening a month later, Jiang Shanshan walked into Hao En Western Medicine Clinic again. She said that she had chest pain and asked him to treat her with a smile. It would be best if he could listen to her chest. He did not dare to be rash again. He closed the door and knelt in front of her. He admitted his rudeness last time, asked for her forgiveness, and actually courted her. His words were sincere and his attitude was sincere. She was touched and asked him to stand up, but he said,""If Miss Jiang doesn't agree, I'm willing to kneel in front of you and die.”She could only pull him up with a smile. She also told him that she had specially come to test him today. If he was like last time, she planned to die together with him. After saying that, she really took out a pistol from her pocket. He was flabbergasted. After she hid the gun, he calmed down and apologized profusely. He went to the restaurant and ordered some high-class dishes, as well as ten-year-old wine. He drank with her and laughed with her. He swore an oath of love to her. She did agree, but there was a condition. In the future, she had to make all the decisions. Not only did he agree, he even swore an oath.
A month later, he married Jiang Shanshan. She was the only daughter of Hu Province's Tianfeng Silk Manor. She had been spoiled by her father since she was young, and her dowry was far better than his "uncle's" rice. So he went up the ladder again, and he could proudly circle among the local rich merchants and gentry. He realized that in the course of life, he really needed such a ladder. He did not care that his wife had taken over the family. He was extremely scheming and had lived separately from his mother and uncle before marriage. His uncle's property was in the hands of his mother. Jiang Shanshan was only in charge of her dowry and the clinic's income. Moreover, she wasn't stingy. If he wanted to spend money, just ask and give him as much as he wanted. Besides, he would always be a woman if he wanted to, and a man if he wanted to be a gold or silver body. He was also skilled in the art of sex and made her comfortable. She scolded him verbally, but she loved him very much in her heart. If the war of resistance had not broken out, he would have been able to enter the upper class with this ladder.
Thinking of this marriage history, Fang Zhaorong proudly raised the bottle of wine and filled the glass with five-skin wine. He closed his smiling eyes and took a sip. When he became the son-in-law of the Jiang family, he was indeed full of envious smiles and flattery. Although he couldn't tell these things to outsiders, it was really interesting to recall them. He felt that the happiest thing in his life was to marry this beautiful wife. He had enjoyed all the pleasures of women and obtained property. He picked up a piece of braised duck and savored it carefully. It was really delicious. He lit up a cigarette, took a deep breath, raised his head, and blew out circles. He lowered his head again, took a sip of wine, and continued to review his life.
When the Japanese invaded Huzhou, Fang Zhaorong's mother wanted him to escape to his uncle's hometown, Mogan Mountain. He couldn't bear to give up Hao En Clinic. Not only did the Japanese not make things difficult for him, but they even trusted him a little. Not only could he speak Japanese, but he also had a photo with the Japanese teacher. The Japanese had even asked him to come out a few times to plot. He was smarter than those traitors. Before his " uncle " left, he had also told him that the Chinese people had a strong sense of national pride. In history, no foreign invaders could " maintain long-term peace " in the land of China. He had told him not to plot for the Japanese. Moreover, Jiang Shanshan had participated in the student movement to boycott Japanese goods when she was in middle school. She had always been resentful of the Japanese invasion of China, so he pretended to be stupid and tactfully refused. Because he had treated several officers of the gendarmerie, he gave them some gifts. They had given him a special pass that allowed him to pass through even during times of martial law, so he could treat people everywhere he went, and his business had improved.
It was also because of his good luck with women and money that the chairman's wife, Liang Yanqiu, was sick and asked him to go home for treatment. Liang Yanqiu had been forced to be an aunt, and she hated this traitor's husband. She fell in love with Fang Zhaorong when she saw that he was handsome and had western medicine skills. Because she was beautiful and was on par with Jiang Shanshan, she had also gone to high school and was not a slut. Fang Zhaorong actually had an affair with her. Liang Yanqiu was a very far-sighted person. She concluded that the Japanese would not be able to " last long in martial arts " in China, and her husband would also be unlucky. Therefore, she wanted to be with Fang Zhaorong, so she encouraged her husband to cooperate with him in the rice business. She didn't need him to invest or contribute, so that he could steadily make a lot of money from the national disaster. Jiang Shanshan was only focused on playing mahjong, so she naturally did not know that this windfall was a springboard for his mistress to jump into the boat of wealth. He also knew that this springboard was too valuable for him, but he did not want to use it completely. Although Liang Yanqiu wanted him to go far away with her, she also said that the money her traitor husband had given her was enough to open a big hospital for him. He didn't take this path because it was too risky and he couldn't bear to leave Jiang Shanshan.
During this period, he also did something beneficial to the nation. At that time, the underground party organization sent Jia Jinshi to do his work and asked him to get medicinal herbs for the anti-Japanese guerrillas. He discussed it with Jiang Shanshan and she encouraged him to do it. He had only helped them a few times, and he was the one who helped them transport them out of Hu Province because he had a special pass and was friends with the guild leader. This had become a cover for his life.
Thinking of this, he lit another cigarette proudly and crossed his legs. He felt that this was the most glorious thing on his life resume. He laughed at Hua Shiliang's lack of foresight and ignorance. If Hua Shiliang had listened to Jia Jinshi and helped him get some medicinal herbs, he would not have ended up in the situation where he committed suicide today. As he smoked and drank, he recalled the past.
After the Japanese surrendered, he was afraid that his peers would be jealous, so he picked on them and exposed the subtle relationship between him, the Japanese, and the chairman. He used the excuse that his " uncle " and mother were both in Mogan Mountain and no longer went out to do business. He persuaded Jiang Shanshan to come to D City, which was very close to Mogan Mountain, and set up a Western medicine clinic. He named it Zhaorong Western Medicine Clinic. Uncle's ship has been stranded, Hao En is out of date, Zhao Rong from above!
His medical skills were not as good as Hua Shiliang's, and he was a newcomer. Business was light, and he had plenty of money. He did not have to worry about clothes or food, so he did not have to be calculative. As the saying goes," colleagues are jealous." He was no exception. Every time he saw Hua Shiliang, he would always greet him with a smile and compliment him, but behind his back, he would say words that despised Hua Shiliang.
He was also a transmigrator, and after a year, his medical reputation had not yet spread, and he had almost caused a murder. The father of the leader of the Green Gang in D Town had senile phlegm and asked him for treatment. He was confused and used the wrong medicine. His illness suddenly became more and more critical, and he was so anxious that he could do nothing. Jiang Shanshan was quick-witted and immediately went to discuss with Hua Shiliang. Hua Shiliang was not jealous of his peers. He immediately rushed over to help. He used a large amount of medicine and finally turned the situation around. A few days later, the old man recovered from his illness. Congratulations, he had avoided a disaster. The patient wanted to thank Hua Shiliang, but he said that the prescription was also prescribed by Doctor Fang. He was just a bystander, which made Fang Zhaorong famous. Fang Zhaorong was deeply grateful and went to the Hua family with Jiang Shanshan to thank them. From then on, he became close friends with Hua Shiliang.
At the thought of this, Fang Zhaorong seemed to see Hua Shiliang standing in front of him, accusing him of being ungrateful. He was so shocked that the glass in his hand fell on the table, and the wine spilled from the table onto his pants. He knew that this was an illusion, but he still said in his heart,"Brother Shiliang, I'm sorry! "My heart ached, and tears of sadness flowed out. He poured another glass of five-skin wine and drank it in one gulp. He didn't eat any food and only lit a cigarette. People are always tolerant of themselves. The only difference is that the wiser the person, the less objective reasons they find for their mistakes. Fang Zhaorong did not think that he wanted to make contributions to his close friend. His idea was only to find the only solution for him and his friend in a helpless situation.
The curtain of memories was pulled open again in the smoke of his cigarette.
Jin Yimin had broken into his and Jiang Shanshan's social circle. Fang Zhaorong was both happy and resentful. He was happy that Jin Yimin had made him the director of the hospital and had specially increased the funding for the hospital. He had deliberately chosen him to make a fortune. It was really both fame and fortune. He hated Jin Yimin for taking away half of his wife's heart and having an affair with her. Because of his identity as the " director," he became a dishonorable employee. He thought that this was a stain on his life resume that Jin Yimin had smeared on him. He hated Jin Yimin.
As soon as D City was liberated, Fang Zhaorong immediately took the initiative to look for the military officers and handed over the list of assets of the hospital and his request to resign from his position as the director. The report stated that he had no choice but to close the clinic and become the director because of repeated orders from the cowardly county government. He thought that Jin Yimin had already gone to Taiwan, so there was no way to verify it. The officer team saw that he was a doctor, had never joined any other revolutionary political organization, and was proactive, so they still wanted him to stay in office. He was overjoyed and felt that his good luck had not ended. He sang " The East is Red " and worked hard. In less than a month, Jia Jinshi was transferred to D City and County to take charge of the county's cultural, educational, medical, and health work. Jia Jinshi did not forget Fang Zhaorong's contribution to the purchase and transportation of medicinal materials for the anti-Japanese guerrillas. He transferred him to the county's cultural and health department and was responsible for the county's medical and health work. This was because there were no medical and health personnel in the Department of Culture and Health. He was glad that there was a new starting point in his life. His path was broad and his future was limitless. There was no limit to a person's desires. It was just like the saying,'After becoming an emperor, you want to become an immortal'. He thought that with the glorious record of being a patriot on his resume and the backing of Jia Jinshi, he could gradually improve in the future. Therefore, he worked conscientiously and without complaint. The emergence of the Hua Shiliang Doctor case had indeed made him tremble with fear for a period of time. Hua Shiliang refused his persuasion. He thought that his dream of promotion was about to be shattered, so he secretly resented Hua Shiliang. He did not expect Hua Shiliang to be willing to commit suicide. This was equivalent to paving the way for him to move forward. Thus, a scene of clouds and clouds appeared in front of his eyes.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhaorong laughed proudly. The fortune-tellers all said that he was lucky. He picked up the cup of ginseng and drank it in one gulp, feeling a little light-headed. He stood up and held the wine glass. He hummed the words " Hundred flowers in spring " and danced around the table. He was really proud of himself.
Someone pushed the door open slightly and poked his head in.
Fang Zhaorong couldn't see clearly and shouted,"Who is it?"
The man opened the door wider and walked in."Comrade Fang, it's me."
When the person walked to the stone steps in front of the hall, Fang Zhaorong saw that it was Weng Chuntang, the owner of the pharmacy, Weng Zitang. He had always looked down on this person, so he said unhappily,"What are you doing here?"
Weng Zitang didn't care and continued to walk into the hall. He smiled and said,""Comrade Fang, I'm here to pay my respects to you.”He saw the table full of delicacies, and the fragrance of wine assailed his nostrils. He secretly swallowed his saliva." Oh, good wine and delicacies." Comrade Fang, you're inviting a distinguished guest."
Fang Zhaorong didn't say " please sit " nor did he pass him a cigarette to make tea. He deliberately said,"If there's anything, just say it. I'm going out to do something.”
Weng Zitang sat down on the stool beside the table and said,""Hua Shiliang is dead."
"You're happy!" Fang Zhaorong knew that Weng Zitang hated Western medicine the most. He went around shouting that the business of the pharmacy in D City was getting worse year by year because there were two Western doctors. He even said all kinds of bad things about Western medicine. He wanted to scold Fang Zhaorong and Hua Shiliang to death.
"This kind of person should have died a long time ago. This time, God has eyes."
Fang Zhaorong interrupted him and said with a straight face,"Go outside and scold him!"
Weng Zitang blinked his eyes at Fang Zhaorong and cursed in his heart."Damn it, I thought highly of you, so I came to chat with you. You ungrateful dog, one day, I will f * ck your ancestors!”"Comrade Fang, you don't know how many people scolded Hua Shiliang today." It was said that Hua Shiliang killed a revolutionary cadre and was afraid that the government would come after him, so he took poison and committed suicide.”
"How did you know? Don't talk nonsense!"
"Haha, Comrade Fang, don't underestimate me, Weng Zitang. No matter how big or small the matter in D Town is, whether it's in the open or in the dark, you can't hide it from me.”
Fang Zhaorong was secretly shocked. He wondered if Zhen Jianwei was a young man who was not tight-lipped and had revealed the words of the investigation team to this stinky Weng Zitang. He handed him a cigarette and asked in a more pleasant manner,"Who did you hear that from?"
Weng Zitang smoked his cigarette and looked at the food and wine. He only smiled and did not speak.
Fang Zhaorong also understood what he meant. He felt disgusted, but he still poured him a glass of wine and said,"I didn't treat you. It's just some leftovers.”
"Oh, how can I do that?" Although Weng Zitang said so, he had already picked up a wine glass with one hand and a pair of chopsticks with the other. He took a sip of wine and picked up a piece of chicken and put it into his mouth. When Fang Zhaorong asked again, he slowly said,"A village official from Lion City Village came to my shop to get some medicine and told me about it.”
Only then did Fang Zhaorong relax. He regretted letting Weng Zitang cheat him of a glass of wine.
Weng Zitang said as he ate," It's not that I, Weng Zitang, have foresight. I already knew that Hua Shiliang was not a good person. You see, something really happened this time." Deliberately killing a revolutionary cadre is counter-revolutionary. Suicide was a good thing for him. Otherwise, he would have been executed at a public hearing. If you ask me, I won't let him have peace even if he dies. According to the ancients, the corpse should be whipped three hundred times! You're a cadre in charge of medical and health care. You can't sell favors. You have to put righteousness above family and take care of this matter. Everyone in the medical world hated Hua Shiliang. If you do, everyone will say you're good."
Fang Zhaorong understood Weng Zitang's purpose this time. She thought to herself, This person is too vicious. He wants to use me, Fang Zhaorong, to vent his anger for him. Fang Zhaorong knew very well that when Hua Shiliang was alive, he was a highly respected figure in the medical field in the neighboring cities, let alone D City. As long as he publicly belittled Hua Shiliang, he would be criticized by everyone. He really wanted to chase Weng Zitang out of the door. Once he did that, Weng Zitang would make a big fuss about it and say that he was deliberately protecting Hua Shiliang. This stinky mouth couldn't come up with anything, and it was a loudspeaker. He didn't say yes or no and just smiled.
Weng Zitang said,"You can't just leave it at that. This is a major event in our medical world."”
Fang Zhaorong could only say,"I'm just an ordinary officer. I can't make the decision." We will do whatever the higher-ups say. We can't take one step more or one step less.”
Weng Zitang cursed in his heart, Damn it. If it's just an ordinary shop, why is it so tight on my Chinese medicine shop? Heh, one day, I'll also whip your tendons!”Of course, he didn't dare to say that. He took a big gulp of wine and picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in his mouth.
Fang Zhaorong saw that he had finished the plate of boiled chicken, and his heart ached and he was angry. If he sat down again, he might finish all the dishes on the table. He said,"I'm really sorry. I have something to do and have to go out. I can't accompany you.”
Weng Zitang thought he was at home and said,""You're welcome. You can leave!"
Fang Zhaorong was both angry and amused.”
"I'll look after the house for you. Don't worry, I guarantee that nothing will be missing.”
"I don't mind. My wife will be back soon. If she sees you alone in my house, she'll definitely send you to the police station and say that you're either a thief or a thief.”
Weng Zitang was also afraid of Jiang Shanshan. He quickly drank the wine in his glass and picked up a piece of duck meat before standing up and saying,"If you don't want to interfere in this matter, I can't force you. However, I will go to the teahouse and wine shop to tell everyone that Hua Shiliang is a counter-revolutionary and deserves to die. He deserves to be flogged three hundred times and will never be forgiven!”After saying that, he put the piece of duck meat into his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and swayed out of the door. He did not say a word of thanks, as if it was natural for an old man to eat his son.
Fang Zhaorong was also extremely angry. He picked up the wine glass that Weng Zitang had drunk and smashed it on the ground.
Fei Guixiang happened to enter and was shocked. She walked closer and asked,"Godfather, who are you angry with?"
"You son of a bitch, Yao Lao!" Fang Zhaorong said fiercely.
Fei Guixiang knew that the Drug Lord was Weng Zitang, so she smiled and said,""Then you should have hit him. Why did he break his own things?”She went to get a broom to sweep away the broken porcelain pieces on the ground." Godmother wanted me to say that she's keeping vigil at the Hua family tonight and won't be coming back. She said that you're happy and that you should go too.”
Fang Zhaorong did not dare to go to the Hua family again. He said,"Go and tell your godmother that godfather has a headache and won't go.”
Fei Guixiang deliberately said,"I just came out. You can go and tell him yourself!"”
Fang Zhaorong could only beg, and Fei Guixiang agreed. Just as she was about to leave, Fang Zhaorong said,"Take care! Sit down first, I'll go upstairs for a while.”Fang Zhaorong went upstairs to retrieve a pair of gold earrings and placed them in Fei Guixiang's hands." Godfather treats you like his own daughter. Wear these earrings first. I'll give you a ring in the future."”
"Thank you, godfather!" Fei Guixiang said and left.
Fang Zhaorong did not want to drink anymore. He was cleaning up when he heard the sound of a wooden fish outside the door. He looked out and saw a person sitting on the threshold. He was probably the crazy monk from the Hua family. He thought that he was sitting down to rest. Due to the Hua family's feelings, he walked out and said,"His big brother is tired. Come in and sit!“
Mad Monk didn't even raise his head. He just knocked on the wooden fish and suddenly started humming the song he had made up.
"You will die, he will die,
Who would live for a thousand years!
He wanted this and that.
bamboo shoot shells wrap the face.
Weaving nets, setting traps,
He would be unlucky sooner or later.
For descendants, I have accumulated thousands of dollars.
I know who I belong to when I'm dead.
He steps down, you step up,
You're also a bastard!"
Mad Monk stood up, knocked on the wooden fish, and repeatedly hummed the song before returning to his broken temple.
Fang Zhaorong's heart shuddered when he heard that. He hurriedly closed the door and bolted it. By the time he finished packing, it was already past ten. He went upstairs, made a cup of tea, and leaned against the bed. The sound of the mad monk's wooden fish and singing seemed to ring in his ears again. He was shocked. Why was Mad Monk sitting in front of his house and singing this song? He continued to smoke, and the room was filled with smoke. He pondered in the misty smoke.
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