It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

    For Wang Qingqing's inquiry, the third master Zhang laughed and asked instead: "Miss Ye, it has been more than 40 years since Dashengchang was established, and in these 40 years, there has never been anyone Come to the door to "eat a game"?"

    "Although it's a bit late, isn't it here today?"

      Which one won't be picked?"

    Zhang Sanye’s words shocked Wang Qingqing, and when she reviewed the original owner’s memory, Da Shengchang had never been beaten by anyone from the beginning to the end, and no one had taken a share at the wharf. , In this era of gangsters, Da Shengchang's treatment is unbelievable, but why?

    "Could it be that I have the protection of the third master in Dashengchang?" Wang Qingqing turned over the original body's memory again, she was sure that the old man in front of her was not in the original body's memory, in other words, the original body did not know at all This third master Zhang.

    In this case, why did Mr. Zhang, who has eaten half of the Jinmenwei Wharf, let Dashengchang alone?

    "Of course." Mr. Zhang showed his sign and laughed: "Dashengchang's goods are loaded and unloaded on the dock, and there have always been very few damages, Miss Ye, right or not?"

      , it is not without three layers, and even deliberately burned or flooded for the merchants, resulting in the total loss of a batch of goods by the merchants occasionally occurs.

    These legs are so hateful, but the merchants dare not resist, otherwise their own goods will not even be able to enter the wharf. , even the cargo ships of the imperial court have to be exploited by them, let alone ordinary business names? That must be a confession.

    Da Shengchang has never encountered such nuisance, Wang Qingqing nodded solemnly: "Indeed."

    "The car and boat shop's feet and teeth should be killed if they are innocent. Since ancient times, dignitaries have looked down on those of us who make a living from the lower nine pops." Zhang Sanye sneered: "Humph! If we have the upper nine With a rude background, who would go into the lower-class industry?"

      There are not ten thousand or eight thousand employers I deal with, and there are only a few people who regard us as equal "people", and Master Ye of Dashengchang is one of them."

    "Master Ye respects our suffering haha, and treats us as "human beings" as equals. If he pays, we will take care of the work for him." A sneer appeared on Zhang Sanye's face. : "Those who treat us as cattle, horses and livestock, I will give them a good posthumous slap. How can animals understand human words?"

    Wang Qingqing looked at the stubborn and stubborn thin old man in front of him and couldn't help shedding tears of sympathy for him. How is it possible to seek class equality in a feudal dynasty?

    "Thank you, Third Master Zhang." Wang Qingqing solemnly gave Zhang Sanye a clasped fist: "In the past 40 years of Dashengchang's peaceful days, thanks to Third Master for protection, this love. If someone has received it, if the third master asks for something, it doesn't hurt to talk about it."

    "What do you want?" Zhang Sanye looked at Wang Qingqing up and down and said, "Someone Zhang takes care of Dashengchang, but he is just the person who likes Master Ye, I have nothing to do with Dashengchang. ."

    Wang Qingqing was very interested in this third master Zhang, who was in the budding state of revolutionary thinking, and couldn't help but invite him: "The third master is righteous, and Ye is very grateful. A certain host, please invite the third master and the brothers to show their faces to the banquet."

    "Forget it." Zhang Sanye unceremoniously rejected Wang Qingqing: "Miss Ye is a beautiful lady, it's better to have less dealings with those of us who are inferior."

    "Why should the third master belittle yourself? Ye is just a merchant, so what kind of lady is he? You and I are both born as human beings and should be equal to each other. What does the third master think?" Wang Qingqing tried his best to persuade the third master Zhang.

    "Forget it!" Zhang Sanye raised his head and sighed at the sky, then looked at Wang Qingqing: "Wait until the world is no longer the difference between the top and the bottom, Zhang Mouyuan and Miss Ye Enjoy the wine."

    This is a person who is deeply troubled by class inequality but abiding by class divisions.

    After rejecting Wang Qingqing, Zhang Sanye waved his hand and said, "Go!"

    The group of people he brought were silent and moved slowly behind the lame third master Zhang. At this time, a seven or eight-year-old child emerged from the crowd and stood in front of Wang Qingqing He looked at her with shining eyes: "Miss Ye, don't be afraid, I will be a gangster when I grow up, and I will protect you."

    Wang Qingqing was taken aback, she looked at this somewhat familiar child hesitantly and said, "Are you... the child who sells dates?"

    "Then why are you here?" Wang Qingqing looked at the child who was just as high as her waist and asked in surprise, "You are so young, do you also do foot strength?"

    "My two brothers took the dead lot and jumped into the frying pan when the third master was fighting for the pier." The child's eyes were red: "The third master said that from now on he will raise me and my mother."

    Dead lottery? Jump in the frying pan? These may be the fate of this child in the future!

    Wang Qingqing felt a pain in her heart, she held the child's shoulders tightly: "I'll raise you and your mother, don't do your feet."

    The child shook his head and shed a tear: "My two brothers sacrificed their lives for the third master, it is right for the third master to support us, no merit will not be rewarded, how can we make it for nothing? Miss Ye takes care of us."

    "Your two brothers are gone, how sad should your mother be?" Wang Qingqing squatted down and looked at the child with red eyes from crying: "It's too dangerous to be a gangster, in case you have any good or bad , is your mother still alive?"

    "Thank you, Miss Ye." The child wiped his face with his sleeve: "Third Master's promise was bought by my two brothers, I must stay on the pier. ."

    This child is so stubborn and distressing, Wang Qingqing also has red eyes, she holds the child's dirty little hand: "You are obedient, come back with me, I will take you to school, okay?"

    "No, I'll stay on the pier and not go anywhere." The child flexibly twisted away Wang Qingqing's hand and took a few steps backwards: "My name is Shijiu, Miss Ye, you are Remember me."

    "Okay, I remember, Shijiu, come here." Wang Qingqing waved at him, Shijiu shook his head and ran away.

    Shijiu trotted to catch up with Zhang Sanye's team, and Zhang Sanye, who was limping, looked at Shijiu's red eyes and asked him: "What did you say to Miss Ye? Are you crying?"

    "Miss Ye said she would take me to school." Shi Jiu lowered his head and choked.

    "He is a kind hearted person, but unfortunately, people like you and me who don't even have a household certificate (1), even if they enter the school, could it be that they can still participate in the imperial examination? How about going to school?" Zhang Sanye sighed: "It's difficult, too difficult, for us low-class pariahs to live as masters."

    He stretched out his hand and rubbed the inch-long hair on the stone mortar Moon Gate (2): "Don't daydream, and take a break and earn a name on the pier to earn a name is serious."

    "I listen to the third master." Shi Jiu nodded and helped Zhang third master move away step by step.

      Jin also arranged for someone to call the manager of the foreign bank back and reorganize the construction site, and he was very busy.

    Wang Qingqing worked tirelessly, holding dozens of pounds of guns every day | To say whether a shot can hit the target, at least they can disassemble and install the firearm and shoot.

    Wang Qingqing is working hard to practice marksmanship, and Cao Zixi, thousands of miles away, is also practicing marksmanship.

    Different from Wang Qingqing's strutting training in the training ground of Jinmen's camp, Cao Zixi could only hide in a private house outside the city, closing the doors and windows tightly in the dim light as the master lowered his voice to give They explained how to use firearms, but it is absolutely impossible to practice shooting.

    Because what they are doing is a major uprising and rebellion, once the government finds out, it must be a dead end, so the previous group of people is naturally careful not to leak the news.

      Will never get out.

    More than 100 people are active in these private houses, eating cold steamed buns and pickles with cold water, sleeping is a pile of straw on the ground, even excrement and urine have to be disposed of in a bucket in the corner of the house, clean bathing Pure delusion.

    After a month or so, Cao Zixi couldn't take it anymore.

    The leader was sitting on the straw pile in the middle of the room and impassionedly preached democracy. Cao Zixi sat in the corner and touched the corner of his blistered mouth and thought deeply. Is his choice really correct?

    Since Cao's father committed a crime and his house was raided, and the Cao family was ordered to not participate in the scientific examination for three generations of descendants, Cao Zixi was looking for a way to stand out.

    There is no hope for him to join the imperial court, and Cao Zixi began to turn his attention to various rebel organizations.

    There are many uprising sects in China. Cao Zixi picked it up and pulled out this democratic sect that promotes advanced foreign ideas from many sects.

    After all, he is from everyone, and Cao Zixi still has vision. In his opinion, the White Lotus Doctrine and the Tuan Xiaodao Club are a group of rabble. Only this democracy is in line with the will of God and the heart of the people, like the imperial court. Can be overthrown, only this democracy can stand.

    If I participated early, wouldn't I be able to be a founding hero in the future? Having made up his mind, Cao Zixi rushed to this "democracy" without hesitation.

    It's just that the closer to the day of the uprising, the more anxious Cao Zixi is.

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    Household Post (1): It is equivalent to a modern household registration book. When you enter a household post, you have to pay various taxes and taxes. They couldn't buy fixed assets such as houses and fields, and of course they couldn't take the imperial examinations.

    Moon Gate (2): The men of the Qing Dynasty wore yin and yang heads, and the Moon Gate refers to the shaved front part.