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eight thirty.

Xian Yaowen returned to his home, went up to the second floor, came to the bedroom door and took a look inside. He saw Cai Jinman packing his luggage. He quietly stepped back and took a look at the guest room where Narcissus had stayed last night.

All the bedding was replaced with new ones, even the mat was replaced, the clogs beside the bed were new, and the dressing table was thoroughly tidyed up, as if a new one had been replaced.

Sure enough, Cai Jinman was very bothered by the fact that Narcissus stayed here last night, but he kept it to himself.

After closing the door of the guest room, he returned to the bedroom door, saw Cai Jinman sitting in front of the dressing table, and walked straight in.

"We still have two days before we leave. Why are you packing up so early?"

With a clang, the ring in Cai Jinman's hand fell onto the table. She hurriedly picked up the velvet bag that was stuffed into her hand, then turned around and asked, "Master, you're back?"

"Well, packing so early?"

Cai Jinman subconsciously glanced at the suitcase on the bed and replied, "I want to bring some gifts back to Hong Kong, let's see how much space there is in the suitcase."

Xian Yaowen hugged Cai Jinman from behind and said, "Don't bother with that. Just check it in."

Cai Jin leaned his head back and leaned on Xian Yaowen's shoulder. "It's not much. I can carry it myself. Master, the housekeeper of the Li Mansion just called and asked for the address to send the invitation. I answered the phone and asked them to send it here."

"Why did the Li family call here?" Xian Yaowen was confused.

He came to Singapore without telling Li Chengzhi. Normally, he would have called his home in Hong Kong to send out invitations.

Cai Jinman raised his head and said, "I didn't make it clear. It's not the Li Mansion of Li Guangqian, but the Li Mansion of Zhenyuyuan."

"Oh." Xian Yaowen suddenly realized, "So it was Lin Zhongbang. Why did he send the invitations so early? Last time I heard Zhou Fulong say that the wedding date would probably be arranged in the second half of the year. Could it be moved forward?"

"It's not a wedding invitation, it's for Madam Li's seventy-fifth birthday."

When Xian Yaowen heard this, he was confused. If it was his son's wedding, there would be nothing wrong in sending him an invitation. After all, Lin Zhongbang had attended his wedding, and he also had a relationship with Lin Zhongbang's relative Zhou Fulong. The Zhou family would definitely send him an invitation, and the guests from both the male and female sides would overlap, which was also considered a happy occasion.

However, even though Lin Zhongbang almost married into Li Junyuan's family and could call his mother-in-law "mom", even if it was his mother's birthday, sending an invitation to him, a business partner who owed him a favor, would always seem like forcing a gift. Lin Zhongbang should have thought of this.

"Jin Man, are your family related to the Li family?"

Cai Jinman was confused by Xian Yaowen, "Master, why are you asking this?"

"Lin Zhongbang and I only have business cooperation. Logically, he would not invite me to his mother-in-law's birthday party."

"My family is not related to the Li family, but..." Cai Jinman thought for a moment and said, "But my grandmother is related to Lin Yishun's grandmother."

"Oh."

Xian Yaowen thought that this relative was quite distant, at least a distant relative from seventy or eighty years ago, and it didn't seem to be because of the Cai family.

If you can't figure it out, just put it aside for now. It would be nice to go and celebrate Chen Deniang's birthday and take the opportunity to see this famous old lady. I just don't know if I can make it in time.

Putting his mind at ease, Xian Yaowen patted Cai Jinman on the cheek. Cai Jinman understood and squatted down with a red face to unbuckle his belt.

……

Pasir Panjang, typhoon shelter.

A fishing boat is moving slowly on the sea, the best smuggling spot.

On the boat, several people sat on the side and sang the Malayan Communist Party's "Song of the Guerrilla Fighters" in unison.

"We hold high the red flag of revolution and travel thousands of miles to fight guerrilla warfare. We are the brave fighters of the People's Army. We are not afraid of strong winds or heavy rains. We cross mountains and pass through jungles. We march forward with our heads held high. We hold high the red flag of revolution..."

When the fishing boat approached the coast, the singing stopped, and one person said to the person next to him: "Captain, do you want to go home after getting off the boat?"

The captain smiled and said, "I haven't been home for six years. The last time I went home, my nephew was just one month old. He will probably call me daddy now."

"Captain, you only want your nephew, not your brother and sister-in-law?"

The captain's face changed slightly. "Of course I do. Mo Yu, after we get off the boat, you take the people to the charity center in Sago Lane, eat something and go to bed immediately. Don't go out on the street until I come to find you."

"Yes." Mo Yu responded, and then asked, "Captain, when will you come back?"

"Before dark tomorrow."

"Captain, we're about to dock."

Following another reminder, the boat fell silent, leaving only the sound of the oars breaking water.

When the boat docked, five people jumped off the boat, split into two groups and disappeared into the night. The people who stayed on the boat rowed the boat back to the deep sea.

Cai Jinman recovered from the cramp, raised her hips, and put a pillow underneath.

"Master, do you think I can get pregnant in one try?"

"possible."

"It's better to be a son."

"My daughter is doing well, don't feel stressed."

"I want a son." Cai Jinman paused for a moment and then said, "Master, if it's a son, what name would you give him?"

"My generation name is Yao, and my son's generation name is Wei... Wei Xin, Xian Wei Xin, this is his family name, his household registration is here, and his registered name is Cai Xianrong, the Rong of glory."

Cai Jinman raised her back and tried to sit up, but she realized that she should lie down. She lay back down and looked at Xian Yaowen with a look of disbelief, "Master, our son's surname is Cai?"

"Well, the legal name is your last name."

"Why do you have my last name?" Cai Jinman had a bad guess.

"Isn't it good to have your last name?"

"That's good, but..."

"Okay, don't let your imagination run wild. I didn't let the child take your last name Cai for the reason you thought. I had other considerations. The same goes for their children. They will have two names. At home, they will have the surname Xian, and outside, they will have the mother's surname."

"Oh." There is nothing to worry about if we treat everyone equally, so Cai Jinman shifted his focus, "It's not good to call him Xianrong. I won't know who to call him when we are together with my eldest brother's children."

"At home, it's called Xin."

"Oh, for the new, for the new..." Cai Jin chewed his mouth full, "Innovation, new vitality, and prosperity?"

"It also means being talented and intelligent."

In fact, the reason why Sin Yao Wen chose the name "Wei Xin" was primarily based on its intuitive meaning: for the new, it was born for Singapore's strategy.

The captain came all the way to the yard of Lu Yuepeng's first wife's house, and looked inside through the gap in the gate. The moon was full on the 40th and th, and the sky was very bright tonight, as if a -watt tungsten filament bulb was lit. The dilapidated yard was in full view, and even the spider webs under the eaves could be seen clearly.

"what happened?"

The captain was shocked. It was obvious that no one had taken care of the yard for a long time and it looked lifeless.

He pushed the gate, but it just shook and did not open. The bolt was doing its job dutifully.

He walked to the wall on one side, jumped on the spot, hung his hands on the top of the wall, exerted force, and jumped onto the top of the wall. Then he landed lightly, patrolled the yard, and then entered the house.

A few minutes later, he opened the gate and a ray of moonlight illuminated his extremely ugly face.

The house was covered with thick dust everywhere. Not a single daily item was missing. The bedroom had been turned over, and all the clothes were present. Gold jewelry was found out, but nothing was taken away. This didn't look like a normal move, nor like a hasty escape. It was more like a thief coming to the house to search for an important item.

The family is in great danger!

He was extremely anxious. His eldest brother could die, as he was not a good person in the first place and deserved to die. His eldest sister-in-law could also die, as she was just a woman with whom he had had a few nights of pleasure, and he would not feel sad about her death. His nephew could not die, as he was his son, the only son in his life.

He was injured in a fierce battle and it was impossible for him to have children. His nephew was his only child in this world. If anything happened to his child, he would drag the whole world with him.

Why did he put his head on his belt and fight guerrilla warfare in the jungle?

To drive out the British and liberate Malaya.

Why liberate Malaya?
He replaced the British and made his son the superior man.

If his son is gone, what's the point of fighting for his life?

His eyes flashed with ferocity, he touched the gun at his waist, and disappeared into the night again with a determined look on his face.

"Almost done, go wash up."

Xian Yaowen patted Cai Jinman's arm, sat up, picked her up like a princess, and walked to the bathroom in his wooden clogs.

The next day.

Gao Yanru from the People's Supermarket came to Liu's house in Huinongtai at breakfast time. After some greetings, she took out a set of building blocks and gave them to Xian Qianzhi to build.

The building blocks are specially customized and developed by People's Retail. The large frame is the store model of the convenience store sub-brand "Under the Banyan Tree" welfare club, and the small parts are models of shelves, refrigerators, snacks, stationery, toys and other commodities.

The purpose of developing this building block is to conduct a questionnaire survey among children. When the welfare center is launched, the store layout will take into account the preferences of children.

"Uncle Gao, does the welfare club sell bird's nest candy?"

"Yes, we will make our own brand under the banyan tree. Your father has already decided on several names, including Da Xiji, Da Baidu, Xiao Naofu, Xiao Xiongxu, Da Qiongmao, Xiao Sui Mao, and Xiao Wanxiong."

Xian Qianzhi chuckled, "Uncle Gao, what are Little Cowardly Cat and Little Perfect Bear?"

"Red panda, little raccoon."

"What's a raccoon?"

“An animal that lives in Australia.”

"Oh." Xian Qianzhi nodded, "Is it cute?"

"so cute."

Xian Qianzhi rolled her eyes and asked, "Isn't there any in Hong Kong?"

"Manager Gao, ignore her. She likes to be around people." Liu Wanqing came behind Xian Qianzhi and poked her head. "Work hard. I'll send you to school after you finish. Don't be late for the first day of class."

"You poked me again." Xian Qianzhi pouted, "When dad comes back, I'll tell him and ask him to avenge me."

Hearing this, Liu Wanqing gently poked him twice again, "Revenge, I'll let you take revenge."

"Mom hates it."

West Alpine Rifle Range.

Xian Yuzhen sat on the ground, holding a bullet in her hand and rubbing it gently, feeling the smoothness of the bullet body. She placed the bullet on her index finger and weighed the bullet to feel whether the amount of gunpowder in the bullet body was the amount she liked.

There are all kinds of people in the world. Some are just here to make up the numbers and are not good at anything. Some are God's favorites and can do everything. They are naturally smarter than others. The rest of the people are workers. God has made a division of labor for them, and their genes have an innate affinity for one or several skills. Once they find the right one, they can't stop.

One of the skills God bestowed on Xian Yuzhen should be shooting. From the first time she played with a shotgun, she found that she had a high degree of compatibility with guns. The gun seemed to be an extension of her arm, and the bullets were like her fingers. She could control the bullets to shoot into a small space.

She picked out the five bullets that she liked best from the box, wiped each bullet with a handkerchief, and then stuffed the bullets one by one into the magazine of the No.4 Mk.I(T) sniper rifle. She lay on the ground, adjusted her gun holding posture, put her right eye close to the scope, and looked for the target 700 yards away.

The target is a wooden stake standing on the ground with five live chickens tied to it with fishing lines. The fishing lines vary in length, ranging from 2 meters to 7 meters.

There was a man next to her wearing OG (olive green) camouflage uniform. Seeing that she had adjusted her posture, he shouted, "Are you ready?"

Xian Yuzhen raised her left foot in response.

Seeing this, the "camouflage uniform" pulled out the colorful flag stuck on his chest, raised it and waved it towards the distance.

A few seconds later, Xian Yuzhen observed through the sight that the five chickens that had been eating with their heads down were frightened by a stone. They flapped their wings and flew low, or ran around in a panic, and the fixed targets became irregular dynamic targets.

She exhaled slowly, then inhaled slowly, adjusting her breathing to be as light as a feather. She adjusted the sight, incorporating the various shooting parameters she had observed before, and turned the muzzle slightly. She held, waited, held, waiting for the best time to shoot.

Suddenly, she pulled the trigger, and as the bullet just flew out of the barrel, she pulled the bolt to reload. After the sniper rifle calmed down, she saw through the scope a chicken flapping its wings as if pulled forward by an invisible hand, and then fell stiffly to the ground.

“Good Shot!”

A few dozen meters behind Xian Yuzhen, little Griffith London, holding a telescope in his hand, praised her and then said to the person next to him: "What do you think of her?"

"Very good, very suitable for the special mission team."

Little Griffith put down the telescope, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke. "Hilary is Adam's sister. Say hello to Adam before recruiting her."

"Huh, that clever Jew? He's done enough to get him life imprisonment."

"When did MI5 talk about the law?" Little Griffith said jokingly, "Adam is a smart man. Don't bother him easily. You can ask him for some benefits."

The air was silent for a moment, and then the voice sounded again, "Malaya is in urgent need of a Chinese female shooting expert, preferably with good fighting skills and cultural knowledge. She meets all the requirements."

"Wait until Adam returns to Hong Kong."

“People from the Singapore branch can go find him.”

"Wait until he returns to Hong Kong."

"Alright alright."

999 Oxley Road.

Xian Yaowen was about to go out when Bai Weixiu caught up with him and said, "Boss, your phone call is from Hong Kong."

He went to answer the phone.

"I am Xian Yaowen."

"Adam, something's wrong."

"where?"

"New Date, I have sent you an urgent telegram."

"understood."

Date means date. The word “date” represents medicine. The new date represents the new delivery channel for medicine - directly wholesale medicine to mainland pharmacies.

The deformation of simplified Chinese characters makes it difficult for outsiders to connect except for insiders. (End of this chapter)