Zhou Xingzhi likes his sister Lehui very much.

Lehui is a bit different from the fashionable ladies and old-style women.

When she was a child, she loved reading the Book of Songs, reading the Analects of Confucius, playing the piano and the pipa, and also playing the violin, playing the piano and reading Shakespeare's sonnets.

I like to read Chinese with lofty ambitions and read vernacular novels.

Later, as she grew older, she liked to wear neat dresses, but she also preferred cheongsams. She liked the star heads with big wavy curls, but she didn't think it was bad if she had a flag head.

She can enjoy Western food.

Of course, the most suitable thing is Chinese food.

Breakfast is more in line with her stomach than bread, milk, millet porridge, soy milk, and buns and fried dough sticks.

Among his sisters, only Lehui has a unique position in Zhou Xingzhi's heart.

But later, something happened to the Zhou family and the family scattered. Zhou Xingzhi went abroad to study abroad, and a lot of things happened. When he knew Lehui again, Lehui had no idea where he was going and his whereabouts were unknown.

Zhou Xingzhi thought of the old man and showed a little joy in the corner of his eyes.

Yang Yuying chuckled: "When my mother was alive, she talked to me about Aunt Le Hui, and also drew a portrait of Aunt Le Hui in men's clothing to study in Tongwenguan. I just saw that my husband's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Aunt Le Hui, so I took the initiative to ask."

"It turned out to be my niece."

Zhou Xingzhi suddenly smiled and said, "Lehui is naughty and loves to wear men's clothes when she goes out."

He suddenly treated Yang Yuying as his family in his heart.

If it weren't for her own family, her mother wouldn't be able to draw a portrait of Lehui, and she wouldn't still remember the interesting stories of her sister when she was young.

I looked at Yang Yuying carefully and saw that she had a bad expression and was exhausted, but she was covered in a clear air, and the fragrance of books between her eyebrows and eyes was very strong, so I felt quite happy.

"Miss Lehui was a little independent when she was a child. Unexpectedly, she also had close cousins. It was really rare."

Half an hour later.

Zhou Xingzhi already regarded Yang Yuying as his child, and his face was full of closeness.

The two people talk about mathematics, chemistry and physics, and even medicine and literature, and occasionally a few poems.

Zhou Xingzhi never expected that his niece, whom he had just recognized, was so outstanding. When it came to being excited, he was already very stupid to praise her as the most outstanding figure in the Zhou family's younger generation.

Song Yu listened with a confused face for a long time, and the black lines appeared on his head, so he quickly took the excuse to clean up the sleeper carriage for Yang Yuying and avoided it.

Zhou Xingzhi heard that Yang Yuying bribed the flight attendant and then went to the flight attendant's rest room on the bus to rest. Of course, he refused to let his children go, and was still a young girl so wronged.

Yang Yuying finally lived comfortably in the luxurious sleeper room in the first class seat.

The bedding is soft and it feels like sitting on the clouds.

There was a separate bathroom, so she took a shower quickly, leaned on the bed and looked at the scenery outside the car and stretched out. If she hadn't been worried about the chaos of the rioters snatching the train, she would have enjoyed this journey even more.

Lin Cuiniang's mother is really Zhou Lefen. She fled to Lin's village and married Lin's father. I don't know the specific origin, so of course it has nothing to do with the Zhou family, a large clan of scholarly families.

Yang Yuying just saw poems, articles and letters written by Zhou Xingzhi to her sister Le Hui on the nameless scroll, and then she had a sudden idea and found such a cheap relative for herself.

If she pretends to be Zhou Lehui's daughter, it will be easy to be seen. If Zhou Xingzhi wants to know all the information about her beloved sister, if she really asks about it, she will definitely be exposed at once.

But when playing the daughter of Sister Zhou Lehui, there is usually nothing to worry about.

The Zhou family is a large family and has a lot of relatives from the Eighth Route Army. In the past few years, the family tree has long been dispersed. It is not uncommon for Zhou Lehui to have a distant girl named Zhou Lefen.

Yang Yuying took advantage of the time left to take out the "Nameless Scroll" and started to scan it at a glance.

She would go through everything related to Zhou Xingzhi, and the boss on the train now, Song Yan, commander of the security army.

Just as he was watching, an orderly soldier came over outside and said, "Zhou Xingzhi invited her to have tea."

Yang Yuying responded with a smile.

Obviously, Zhou Xingzhi was concerned about the newly emerging niece and had not seen his family for many years. It was rare for someone to tell me about the old things in his hometown.

...

Commander Song was in a bad mood today.

With his own strength, he could become the commander of the security army at the age of 27 without any need for family support. He was young and promising, and he should have been proud.

But with territory and soldiers, his ambitions also increased. He also wanted better guns, even artillery fire, tanks, and more and more things he wanted.

My own arsenal has been built, but after I finished it, I realized that this is a big money-eating household, and the things I produced are really messy.

The little guns assigned by the superiors are far from enough. Their security forces are not the direct descendants of the president.

He wants arms, so he still has to buy it now.

Just when he thought of the pitfalls he encountered when buying arms... Song Yan felt angry.

Song Yu looked serious and did not dare to show any laughter. He just poked Staff Officer Lu with his hand and asked him to speak.

"Well, a comprador from Liren Foreign Company, named Sun Mao, said that they had just arrived at the foreign company with good quality. He happened to go to Qindao as well. It was on the train, so we can contact him..."

Staff Lu said in a deep voice.

Several people discussed a few words. Some people were willing to give the security army a face and found a few new ways. Song Rong was in a slightly better mood and had time to care about his uncle.

"How about my uncle? Do you still have a headache today?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows: "Where is there any headache? Mr. Zhou is happy to have a beautiful little niece. He drinks tea and chats with beautiful women every day, and is happy. He has long forgotten what Miss Jin and Miss Yin!"

A few days ago, Zhou Xingyi's confidante, Miss Jing, cheated him out of five hundred silver dollars, and then eloped with his sympathy.

It's okay, the key is that the matter is known to everyone, and the old lady knows it, and scolds him in the face and forces him to go on a blind date. He has a headache for several days.

Song Ying raised her eyebrows: "What?"

Before I could ask in detail, I saw a lesbian Zhou Xingzhi coming together.

Her eyebrows and eyes are elegant and graceful.

Yang Yuying also saw Song Ying and was a little surprised.

The commander of the Security Army, some people have soldiers and are of high status and powerful positions. I never thought they were a young man.

Moreover, he is tall, has soft and powerful muscles, and has three-dimensional facial features, which is quite amazing.

(Lin Cuiniang fell in love with Song Ying...)

Yang Yuying: Where can I see this?

(Dead to save Song Ying!)

Yang Yuying:...

Is there any more to go!

Zhou Xingzhi saw that Yang Yuying was a little absent-minded, thinking that she was frightened by Song Ying's cold face. He looked at the rude group of Song Ying's side. After a few simple words, he hurriedly took his niece to the dining car to have dinner.

"Sun Mao is here."

Staff General Lu signaled.

Song Yao suddenly had no intention of caring about her uncle's affairs.

Yang Yuying and Zhou Xingzhi entered the dining car together. When they passed by, they glanced at the third-class carriage opposite through the doors and windows. They were immediately startled by the dirty customers inside.

Everyone was covered in cinder, covered in embarrassment, so crowded that there was no place to put her feet. She just watched with her own eyes an old lady was squeezed up and couldn't get angry.

There was another young man who lifted his feet and moved his feet, but he couldn't let go of his feet and could only stand alone with a half-golden rooster.

This train should have arrived at Qin Island in the evening, but looking at its current appearance, I am afraid that it will be delayed until tomorrow at least.

She was immediately desperate about her leisurely travel plan.

With this traffic environment, she hopes wherever she wants to go. It is a tough time to sit in the first class.

As soon as he sat down, there was a commotion in front of him. Yang Yuying looked up and saw a blond and blue-eyed foreign old man talking while gesturing at a young translator.

The translation face was full of ignorance.

Yang Yuying stared at the foreigner's face and identified it. She smiled a little on her face. She walked over and said in a Saxon accent: "Sir, this train is late, and it will take almost noon tomorrow to Qindao."

Foreigners looked surprised.

The translator was relieved.

Mr. Fred is an important guest of their Liren foreign company boss, and he has just eliminated the mechanical failure of the ship engine for them.

The boss told him to treat him well, but he never expected that his German was very good, but he couldn't understand others' words very well!

Who knows which country Mr. Fred is speaking... German!

It's too late to find another translator now. Fortunately, Mr. Fred knows some English and everyone can barely communicate. But the translator wants to hit the wall eighteen times a day. Now a girl who can communicate with Mr. Fred suddenly appears. He is very relieved.

Mr. Fred sighed, "God, beautiful girl, you are such an angel sent by God."

Yang Yuying laughed: "I think I don't have a pair of wings."

The two sat together for dinner naturally.

Zhou Xingzhi sat aside, and was also a little surprised.

Seeing that Mr. Fred was just a foreign country from the beginning and could speak his hometown language, he was a little excited, and he developed to having a great time talking to Yang Yuying. After a while, he became a friend of his age.
To be continued...