Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0556: The Wrath of Thunder
Nan Yi called "Xiaobanjie Hutong" and waited for a long time before he got through to Cao Lin. He asked her to meet up at Tongchunyuan, one of the eight great gardens in the past and one of the time-honored brands in Beijing that specializes in Huaiyang cuisine.
Tongchunyuan is located at the southwest corner of the Xidan intersection, not too far from Xiaobanjie Hutong. Nan Yi arranged the venue here to both take care of Cao Lin and satisfy his own desire to eat some Jiangnan cuisine.
Nan Yi arrived at Tongchunyuan at 5:30 and waited for fifteen minutes, but no one showed up. Seeing that more and more people were coming into the restaurant, Nan Yi ordered a cold dish, crystal braised pork.
Fifteen minutes later, the person still hadn't arrived, so Nan Yi ordered another serving of crispy duck that could be eaten cold.
After a while, when Nan Yi was about to order the third dish, Cao Lin finally showed up. He was not alone, but there was someone tied to his tail.
"Comrade Cao Lin, this is not easy. Has the Xiangshan Conference ended? Tell me what new ideas have been released."
"Comrade Nan Yi, why are you so mean?" Cao Lin pulled the companion she brought with her to sit down and spat directly at Nan Yi.
"Wow, you know the crime photos, it turns out you are not a peaceful person. I said you are really capable. I have estimated the time to come here, but I still waited for you for more than 40 minutes. You are really arrogant."
"Then you are wrongly accusing me. I came here by bus. I was unlucky and ran into Mr. Buddha on the bus."
"Master Buddha? Is there anyone doing this now?" Nan Yi asked in surprise.
The "Foye" that Cao Lin mentioned are thieves who specialize in stealing wallets on buses. They cannot be called the old Ronghang and their organization is not as strong as the old Ronghang. In the 1970s, those who committed Foye were mainly cowardly bad students in school.
There was a famous one named "Congshenmei", a student from No. 39 Middle School, and another one named Beihai Xiaowu, also a student. Nan Yi was not sure which school he was from.
It is not easy to be a Buddha. He is weak and powerless. Once he fails, he will be beaten up by the revolutionary masses and then taken to the police station. Even if he succeeds, he will often be blackmailed by more powerful people. Therefore, Buddha usually finds ruthless people who work alone or in groups to protect him.
People who protect Buddha are called Buddha keepers. Usually, those who can support Buddha and eat Buddha are tough guys from the alleys. Some that Nan Yi has heard of include "Five Dragons and One Phoenix", "Little Bastard" and "Five Brothers of Helan Mountain".
Nan Yi had not heard of the matter of Buddha or raising a Buddha since the 1980s. Now, when Cao Lin suddenly mentioned it, Nan Yi was quite surprised.
"Of course not. The Buddhas nowadays are not the same as before. They dare to use knives. I almost got stabbed." Cao Lin replied, and then said, "Let's not talk about this. Let me introduce you. This is my high school classmate. His last name is Hua. Guess what his name is."
"How interesting! You only said your last name was Hua, without any clues. How can I guess? It can't be Hua Mulan, right?"
As Nan Yi spoke, he looked at Hua's face. Her appearance was okay, but she looked a little cold and aloof, and also had a bit of intellectuality. Her family probably had some cultural heritage, but not necessarily a scholarly family.
After pondering for a while, Nan Yi asked tentatively: "Student Hua, is there an elder in your family who is a cultured person?"
"How do you know? Hua...her grandfather is a cultured person." Cao Lin said.
"It's simple. Hua has a scholarly scent on her face. Come on, if you want me to guess, give me a little more clue. If you tell me that Hua's name was given by her grandfather, I might be able to guess it. If it was given by someone else, how can you let me guess it?"
“My name was given by my grandfather.”
Classmate Hua's tone of voice was very cold, and the few words he said sounded as if they had been frozen for half an hour. Nan Yi felt his teeth ache as he listened to them.
Tsk tsk!
If anyone were to have such a wife, Ximen Qing would have to change his surname to Liu.
"Hua Bingbing, Hua Bingling, Hua Lingxia, Hua Lengleng." Feeling frozen, these names instantly popped up in Nan Yi's mind.
But this is just a joke. If we name the child according to his personality, it would most likely be Hua Aoxue or Hua Yingxue. But that's not the right time. Grandpa can't wait for Hua's personality to be revealed before giving her a formal name.
The names given by older intellectuals are either taken from poems or have some historical allusions.
The allusion is difficult to guess, Nan Yi can only think about it in terms of poetry. Speaking of poetry, the first thing Nan Yi thinks of is "The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like faces."
"Hua Xiangrong?"
"Great, Nan Yi, you guessed it all." Cao Lin exclaimed exaggeratedly.
Hua Xiangrong's cheeks twitched slightly, and she felt a little bit surprised.
Nan Yi saw that he had guessed correctly, but he felt contempt for Hua Xiangrong's grandfather. Hua Xiangrong was a good name, but it was a pity that there was already a famous prostitute named Hua Xiangrong in the Northern Song Dynasty. What was the idea of naming his granddaughter after this?
"Okay, Cao Lin, stop flattering me. Tell me what you want to eat and I'll go to the window to order."
"Of course you have to order squirrel mandarin fish when you come here. One, and some fried eel paste, crab meat lion head, boiled dried shredded vegetables, and fried spring pancakes. That's it. Just eat it."
"You are so rude. I just saw the big and strong cook inside. He is a perfect match for you. Do you want me to order one for you and take him home as your son-in-law?"
"You just disgust me." Cao Lin spat and said, "You disgust me so much that I need to add another dish and another boiled water."
"Okay, I'm going all out today, so just be strong. If you frown, I'll change my name to Cao Linsheng from now on."
"Forget it, I can't give birth to a son as old as you." Cao Lin said, laughing.
Nan Yi ignored her and turned his gaze to Hua Xiangrong and said, "Does Hua want to add anything else?"
"No."
"Then you two wait a moment, I'll go order the food."
Nan Yi ordered the dishes and returned to his seat. As soon as he sat down, he saw a man coming in from the store door. He stared at him with fierce eyes and rushed towards him.
"Hey, I don't know this guy, why is he running towards me?" Nan Yi's mind raced, and he signaled with his eyes that the school beauty who was also running towards him didn't need to come over, and then he stared at his grandson who was running towards him.
He is skinny, has no weapon in his hand, walks lightly, and his fighting capacity is lower than that of a normal adult. He is just a weakling and has no right to act as a sewer and overturn the aircraft carrier of Nan Yi.
In addition, Nan Yi was sitting in the corner, so if one wanted to attack him, whether with punches or kicks, the angle was very small, so Nan Yi would not suffer any loss even if he struck back.
Nan Yi had just finished weighing his options when the weakling came up to him, stretched out his right hand to grab his collar, and quickly blurted out, "Steal my woman!"
Bang!
Nan Yi slapped the weakling's hand away.
With this slap, Nan Yi discovered that the weakling in front of him was even weaker than he thought.
Such a weakling, yet so brave and aggressive.
"Brother, I don't know you and I don't know how I have offended you. I am a law-abiding person. When I walk on the road, I dare not even step on an ant. Maybe I look like I deserve a beating. If you want to hit me, go ahead. After you're done, I will go to the police station to report the case." After saying that, Nan Yi hugged his head with both hands, leaned on the table, waiting for the fist to come.
Someone wanted to hit him for no apparent reason, and Nan Yi was both depressed and angry. Just now, in a split second, he made a decision that if the weakling in front of him wanted to hit him again, he would take two punches.
These two punches earned the weakling a charge of hooliganism.
"Ma Jiajun, I told you a long time ago not to follow me, don't follow me, why are you still following me? I don't like you, I just don't like you, and you still want to hit people... Go away, go away, and don't show up in front of me again."
The voice was cold. Nan Yi couldn't see it, but he could tell it was Hua Xiangrong who was speaking. He finally knew why he was being beaten. It was the thunderous wrath of a dog.
"I...you...fuck!"
The Ma family army stood up, raised his right fist high and smashed towards Nan Yi's back.
But as his hovering ended and he fell downwards, what he saw was no longer Nan Yi's back, but the bumpy and uneven solid wooden table top.
Nan Yi had already stood up and leaned back against the wall.
Bang!
The weakling Ma Jiajun attacked with hatred and punched the wooden table hard. The vegetable bowl on the table shook and ripples appeared in the soup of the boiled dried bean curd.
Snap!
The sound of finger bones cracking and dislocating.
peaceful!
Ma Jiajun looked at his hands, standing there in a daze.
ah!
Three seconds, the numbness passed, and the sharp pain spread from Ma Jiajun's hand to his heart. It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart, and just imagine how painful it is to break the finger bones.
Fortunately!
The Ma family army should be thankful that Nan Yi didn't want to be beaten by a bootlicker, otherwise, after being hit twice, Jin Daosheng would come forward. The crackdown failed, and with the gold medal lawyer chasing him, Ma Xuejun would not be able to stay in Beijing and squat in the fence. He would definitely be sent directly to the northwest.
Smirk!
Nan Yi curled the corners of his mouth, hoping that the severe pain could save this lost dog in front of him.
Bone-cutting knife!
The cook in the kitchen heard the message from the store and ran out with a boning knife in his hand. As he ran, his stomach shook and his chin swung left and right.
Watch a show!
The customers in the restaurant kept putting food into their mouths with chopsticks, their eyes staring at this side, as if there were delicious dishes here that could help to get rid of the pitiful one or two dishes on their own tables.
