Dwelling of Memories Chapter 9

In the 19th year of the Republic of China, Bailu came.

A strip of white silk was held up in the air by the wind, and fell into my eyes along with paper money all over the sky.

Before anyone could be seen, the sound of playing and singing had already floated from East Street to West Street. From time to time, people would poke their heads out of the courtyard, roll their eyes, and spit.

Whose funeral can deserve such treatment?

"The thief Cao is dead!" the little newsboy selling newspapers shouted this sentence as he trotted all the way. His face was full of joy, and he was more excited than winning a battle.

The people were talking a lot, denouncing this "bullSh!t commander named Cao". The warlords have been fighting for years. Commander Cao made a clever name, treated the people harshly, and went to Zhuozhou. He did not do many good things. The women in the family received the ninth Concub!ne from the sixth Concub!ne. Now they can't complain about the support of the people. Even after his death, some people cheered him in the streets.

I walked at the front of the team, dressed in plain white, holding my father's portrait in my arms.

""Once Upon a Time in Shanghai" is released!" At the entrance of the theater, a staff member held a loudspeaker and announced the news excitedly.

I looked up and saw two workers standing on the ladder, holding a huge poster and hanging it on the wall. Above is Lila Chen, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a luxurious face and charming eyes.

Good. Good.

I hugged the portrait tightly to my chest, faced the cold wind, and walked forward, stepping on the paper money along the way.

Although his father died of illness, the judgment of the Cao family in this world is far from over.

Before my father was in his early teens, Cao's house was deemed illegal by the government and confiscated according to law! The whole family was panicked for a while. As the eldest son in the family, I stepped in to manage the relationship. Starting from my father's old subordinates, I asked people all the way. I tried all my strength, but I only got a few excuses of "sorry and compliance."

Not only will the tea be cold when people leave, but it will also be splashed far away. Everyone is afraid of getting wet.

Five of the nine aunts fled back to their parents' home. They packed their bags overnight and took with them all the valuable antique calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver jewelry that could fit in the house and took them on the road.

The house is now in a mess. Yesterday, a group of creditors came in with more than a dozen people, and they came in to rob. I tried my best to protect Huishan's dowry. I helped her pack her bags and sent her on the boat. I gave the boatman two yuan extra and asked him to take care of her along the way.

Half a month later, when my father celebrated March 7th, I knelt in front of his grave and kowtowed a few times. A pair of cuffs were already waiting nearby. The verdict was announced that day and I was sentenced to death for collaborating with the enemy, with a one-year suspended sentence.

I know in my heart that this is just a play put on by the new commander to eradicate the old forces.

The National Revolutionary Army won successive victories in the Northern Expedition. With the death of my father, the era of the Beiyang warlords came to a complete end.

In the same year, Lila Chen became famous across the country with her starring role in "Once Upon a Time in Shanghai", which was an unparalleled success.

As soon as a big red embroidered shoe stepped out of the sedan, firecrackers exploded one after another. Children ran around, shouting: "Here comes the bride!"

Carrying the painted fan, I walked into Jianguo Hotel under the strange eyes of the waiter at the door.

As soon as I entered the main hall, I heard chaos and noise inside. When I heard something bad, I squeezed through the crowd and saw Lila Chen wearing a phoenix crown and a peach blossom face, standing on a high platform, holding a dagger in his right hand and pressing it against his neck.

"Oh, the auspicious time is about to pass!" An old woman was running around anxiously.

As soon as Miles Wuye took a step forward, Lila Chen's dagger came an inch closer, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to move anymore. Lila Chen's eyes were red, and she suddenly saw me, stared at the fan in my arms, and smiled.

"The gift I've been waiting for has arrived!"

"Congratulations to Miss Chen and Mr. Miles, they will be together forever!" I threw the fan towards Lila Chen.

Lila Chen caught it steadily, opened the fan and said, "Guess who I met last month?"

Before I could answer, Lila Chen lit a red candle leisurely and said to herself: "I met a blind fortune teller, and he asked me, where did your fan come from?"

"I said it was given by an old friend. He asked me, how is your friend?"

Lila Chen smiled bitterly, with lonely eyes.

"Yuzhi," she actually called me by my old name and said slowly, "only then did I understand what it was that you gave me."

I slowly stepped forward, held out my hand, and said with a gentle tone and a smile, "Xiao Lian, give me the knife."

She was stunned when she heard these two words. The plum blossoms were as beautiful as sunset under the candlelight, with a faint fragrance floating in the corners of her eyes.

"It's all in the past, but it's all good now." I said the words that I didn't mean without changing my face.

She smiled, her smile was like a blooming plum blossom, her eyes were gleaming, but she looked away from me, looking at the panicked Mr. Miles Wu, and said softly: "Master Wu, you have been good to me over the years, and I just said it casually." If you want to act, you find the best teacher in Shanghai. I like Ruan Lingyu. She made me play with her in the first movie. She knew I was homesick and sent me back to Qingzhou every Qingming Festival."

"Yes, yes, Lila Chen, come down here. When we get married, you will be the wife of my matchmaker." Miles Wuye stretched out his hands towards Lila Chen, pleading with his eyes.

"But I owe someone else something, do you think I should pay it back?"

"What do you owe, whether it's money or favors, I'll pay it back for you!" Mr. Miles Wu said anxiously.

She carefully stroked the red plum blossoms on the fan and murmured: "It's a pity for such a beautiful flower."

Lila Chen suddenly picked up the red candle, tilted it slightly, and dripped wax oil on the fan. When the candle flame touched it, it burst into flames.

"What are you doing!" I felt anxious and went up to grab it. Lila Chen suddenly turned the blade and put it directly against my throat, holding the burning paper fan in one hand.

"Don't move!" Lila Chen smiled, the fire burning in her eyes, looking sad and magnificent.

"Yuzhi, thank you."

These were the last words she left for me.

The plum blossoms withered in the firelight, releasing the last ray of fragrance. Dots of petals fell down. I raised my head and closed my eyes.

Suddenly, my palms felt a touch of coldness. I opened my eyes and saw a snowflake lying in my palms. By chance, a black-tailed magpie flew over and landed on the window sill. It lowered its head and pecked at the snow flakes on the window lattice. I was just about to take a closer look when the back of my head hurt and I heard an angry voice behind me: "Pay attention!"

I rubbed my head and made a face at my husband’s back. When I looked again, I saw that the magpie had flown away. Outside the window was white snow. In the distance, the old servant was holding a thin figure. The red rope on her head was particularly bright in the snow.

A gust of cold wind came in, and I quickly retreated into the house, picked up the pen again, and completed the plum blossom fan in one go.

From then on, this fan stayed with me day and night, and the Cao family prospered for a hundred years.

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