My Spy Years

  Chapter 32 The Orchid on the Windowsill

  Song Fuguo entrusted Cheng Qianfan with a mission to secretly find out the whereabouts of Ying Zuo Yingyi.

  The patrol house is the official authority of the French Concession, it is more convenient to do things, and there are sufficient reasons that will not arouse suspicion.

  Every patrol has its own intelligence channel behind it, and Song Fuguo believes that Cheng Qianfan is the same.

   When leaving, Cheng Qianfan handed the bread to Boss Tao, "Brother Tao, I came here in a hurry, and I didn't buy any gifts for my niece. Take this back for my little niece to taste."

  Boss Tao glanced at it, and said in surprise, "The square bread in Shilin Cafe, the little girl has mentioned it several times."

  He patted Cheng Qianfan's shoulder happily, "I have a heart."

  Cheng Qianfan smiled. This is a square-cornered German bread. The outer skin is quite thick and crisp, and the center is slightly moist. It is the best among ordinary breads.

  The clerk said that this is the favorite of children. You can eat it without butter, and it is delicious.

  Looking down from the window on the second floor, I saw Cheng Qianfan walking away with a black umbrella.

  Song Fuguo glanced at Xiao Tao who was hesitant to speak, and said angrily, "Speak up if you have something to say."

   "Team leader, what happened to Cheng Qianfan's parents? I haven't heard you mention it."

"Mr. Cheng Wenzao and Ms. Su Zhifu, these two are Cheng Qianfan's parents, members of our party." Song Fuguo said in a low tone, "In the fifteenth year of the Republic of China, at the beginning of the Northern Expedition, the two secretly promoted the Northern Expedition in Shanghai. Unfortunately, they were killed by Sun Chuanfang. arrested and killed."

  Xiao Tao showed a dazed look, Cheng Qianfan has such a background, no wonder the team leader suddenly decided to come forward in person today.

  …

   "It is heard that after the recovery of Shanghai, the party department of Jiangshan County, Quzhou held a memorial service for the two, and the principal sent elegiac couplets." Song Fuguo said slowly.

  Xiao Tao was shocked, "How is it possible?"

   "The Cheng family is a scholarly portal in Jiangshan County, Quzhou Prefecture, and is highly respected locally." Song Fuguo glanced at Xiaotao, "Have you forgotten where Quzhou is?"

  Quzhou Prefecture is in Zhejiang, Xiao Tao understands.

   "Team leader, Cheng Qianfan is from Jiangshan County, so isn't he the same as the director..." Xiao Tao made inferences.

   "Understood now?" Song Fuguo chuckled, "Don't look at Cheng Qianfan who has just joined the Secret Service. This kid is a talent and a person from the country. As long as he doesn't make mistakes, his future achievements can't be matched by your flattery."

   "Uncle, I'm not bad." Xiao Tao said with a smile, pointing to the bread, "I didn't expect that Qian Fan still remembered my girl."

   Song Fuguo is not his distant cousin, but his real uncle.

   "He is caring and understanding." Song Fuguo nodded.

   "We can't come to this restaurant again in a short time." Song Fuguo said suddenly.

   "Leader, are you suspicious of Cheng Qianfan?"

   "It's not doubtful." Song Fuguo said with a serious expression, "Remember, Xiaotao, in our line of work, people's hearts are separated from the belly, and there is nothing wrong with being careful."

"yes."

  Song Fuguo did not lie to Cheng Qianfan. This restaurant is indeed run by the Secret Service. However, from the owner to the chef to the staff, they are all ordinary people and have nothing to do with the Secret Service.

  He chose this place to meet with Cheng Qianfan, so he had already prepared for it.

   If something happens to the hotel, it's an early warning.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan, who left the restaurant, did not call a rickshaw. He held an umbrella and strolled in the bustling streets.

  The rain fell on the black umbrella, ticking, like the sound of a clock.

  Song Fuguo mentioned his parents. On a special day like his mother's birthday, this young man's heart was once again shrouded in sadness. Long-term memories flooded in his heart, and finally turned into deep thoughts of his parents.

  When Cheng Wenzao and Su Zhifu died, it was still the period of Guohong cooperation.

  The two worked as teachers of Meixi Primary School until they died. They also died as members of the National Party, and their identities as secret members of the Red Party were not revealed.

  After the death of his parents, Comrade "Farmer" was entrusted by Comrade "Xiangwu" to temporarily entrust him, who was only eleven years old at the time, to the "St. Peter's Church" foster home.

   After Comrade 'Farmer' left Shanghai, Comrade 'Bamboo Forest' who secretly took care of him sent someone to send him back to his grandfather in Jiangshan to stay with his grandfather for a while.

  The voices and smiles of his parents, Comrade Zhulin, Aunt Luo Huijun, Lao Liao, etc., the figures of these people flashed in his mind like a movie.

got windy.

  Cheng Qianfan adjusted the scarf around his neck to keep himself warmer.

  The pace accelerated, he had never been so eager to go home like this time, even though the house was empty and he was the only one, that was also his home, where he had the happiest childhood.

  …

  Cheng Qianfan returned to Yandeli's home, and he cooked a pot of spring bamboo shoot noodles, which is what his father would cook every time his mother gave birth.

  Put three bowls of noodles and three pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the round table.

  He brought another plate of bad edamame from the kitchen.

   This is Cheng Wenzao's favorite appetizer.

   Poured a glass of wine.

  Cheng Wenzao is not greedy for drinking, just drink lightly.

   Take a stack of shrimp chili sauce.

   This is what Su Zhifu likes to put most when eating noodles. He uses a small spoon to dig a full spoonful and put it in the bowl of noodles with lotus flowers printed on the mouth of the bowl.

   Carefully picked up two poached eggs from the two bowls of noodles provided by his parents, muttering "Thank you, Mom and Dad".

   After taking two bites of poached eggs, Cheng Qianfan raised his head and smiled, "Mom, I forgot to say, happy birthday."

   "Dad, when I grow up, I will drink with you."

  Everything is like ten years ago... The whole family in his memory gave birth to his mother for the last time.

  Cheng Qianfan ate the noodles in big gulps, tears could no longer be stopped, and dripped into the bowl.

  …

the next morning.

  A rare sunny day.

  The residents of Yandeli were busy washing and drying themselves, and the alley was full of life in a quiet night.

  Cheng Qianfan pushed open the window.

   A basket was put down with a rope, and banknotes were placed in the basket.

   "Liu Ada, here is Chaos."

   "Okay, Inspector Cheng, good morning."

  Cheng Qianfan took a glance, there were fifteen Chaos in the bowl, two Chaos more than other customers, this is the sign of Cheng Qianfan's arrest at Liu Ada's place.

   After eating the chaos, I put the bowl of chaos on the basket, and heard Aunt Ma arguing with Liu A again that the chaos was overcooked, and I had to pay for an extra bowl of chaos soup.

   Carefully inspected and wiped his own Browning gun.

Cheng Qianfan put on his patrol uniform, opened the window, and put a pot of orchids on the window sill. In order to prevent the pot from falling, he specially tied a red cloth strip horizontally to the pot with a knot, and checked again to make sure it was correct. It will fall, so close the window and bolt it.

   This is not only to report safety to the organization, but also a code to request the organization to contact me.

  He has lost contact with the organization now, and can only send a signal to the organization in this way.

  This is a stupid method. Maybe the organization will come to contact me tomorrow, and maybe no one will contact me for half a year or a year.

   "Brother Fan, save me."

  Cheng Qianfan pressed it skillfully.

  Amidst the screams of half-grown children, Cheng Qianfan left Yandeli.

  Today's central patrol room should be very lively.

  …

   At this time, Fan Laosan, the owner of the Sanweiheng Restaurant on Father Jin Road, was worried.

   Lai Xiaowu, a clerk in his shop, had a conflict with a drunk wretch last night, and was beaten black and blue.

   This worried Fan Laosan, there were only two guys in the store, Lai Xiaowu and Luo Laizi, and the two guys took turns running the hall and delivering food.

  Now that Lai Xiaowu is injured and needs to rest for three to five days, he can't afford to hire someone for these three to five days.

  The most important thing is that he is reluctant to spend this 'wrong money'.

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  (end of this chapter)