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Xian Yaowen lowered his head and whispered in Gao Lan's ear: "Do you still want to eat some ice cream?"

"think."

"What flavor do you want?"

“Pineapple ice.”

"Pineapple ice cream, it's sour, how about changing it to milk ice cream?"

"No." Gao Lan shook her head, "I want pineapple ice."

"Okay, let's eat pineapple ice. Uncle and aunt want to talk. Will Lanlan buy it herself?"

"meeting."

"Lanlan, do you know how much a stick of pineapple ice costs?" Xian Yaowen reached into his trouser pocket, preparing to take out change.

Gao Lan's eyes rolled, "Half a corner."

Xian Yaowen took out a five-cent coin and put it into Gao Lan's small palm, "Come back right after you buy it."

"Uh-huh."

Gao Lan nodded, slid down Xian Yaowen's knees to the ground, and ran towards the street corner excitedly on her little feet.

Xian Yaowen pointed and Xie Tingyun followed.

“She likes white light.”

"Who?"

Xian Yaowen pouted at Gao Lan's back.

Lan Yingying was shocked and asked, "You asked Bai Guang to come to Taiwan just for a child?"

"is it not OK?"

"You're so willing to do that."

"I promised the child hastily, and since I promised, I had to do it. Then, in order to make the money more worthwhile, I found some seemingly reasonable reasons for my impulse."

Xian Yaowen turned to look at Lan Yingying, "Taipei is the company's development focus. Just like the Fairyland in Lion City, we also need to find a partner here to send our artists to perform on stage.

But the situation in Taipei is a little more complicated than in Singapore. I can handle it in Singapore. If an artist doesn’t want to do it, no one can force it. But in Taipei, I am powerless.”

"You want Bai Guang to wade through the road?"

"Ah."

"To be honest, Bai Guang may not give you, the big boss, face. I heard that she has planned to follow that American to settle in Tokyo."

"Is that the former Flying Tiger who always talks about being a war hero?"

"They are both married, so who else could it be but him?" Lan Yingying asked suspiciously, "Bai Guang's wedding made such a big fuss, you wouldn't be unaware of it, right?"

"The newspapers reported that their wedding was extremely extravagant, with flowers dropped from the plane. How could I not know that? She is settling in Tokyo. Does this mean she is planning to retire?"

"Maybe. Who would want to continue to show up in public when they have their ideal husband?"

"It seems that I have given myself a difficult problem."

"Should we change someone else? Li Lihua is almost the same."

"You need to figure out the cause and effect. You don't need to call Wen Huai. Use your personal connections to contact Bai Guang directly and let her name a price."

"Boss, don't you understand what I'm saying..."

Xian Yaowen waved his hand to interrupt Lan Yingying, "Tell her, come, I owe her a favor, and she can ask me for it back anytime in the future. If she doesn't come, it means she is not giving me face and forcing me to become a bad person.

Children can lie to adults, but adults cannot lie to children. Five days, I only give her five days, even if she has to crawl, she has to crawl to Taipei for me."

Lan Yingying glared at Xian Yaowen resentfully, "It's really difficult for me to do this to you."

"It's hard but we have to do it. Bai Guang has these titles, such as slut and enchantress of the generation, which can arouse men's possessiveness the most. She is a good reference. Depending on her experience in Taipei, the company can adjust its strategy and let everyone make money by bowing, without kneeling."

When Lan Yingying's expression became complicated, Xian Yaowen looked towards the direction of the street intersection and saw Gao Lan coming back, holding a piece of ice cream in one hand and candied onion in the other. She took a bite on the left and then on the right, and it was so sweet.

Gao Lan came three steps away from Xian Yaowen and carefully checked his face. Finding nothing unusual, she quickened her pace and walked to Xian Yaowen's calf, waiting for a hug.

Xian Yaowen picked her up and placed her on his lap. He did not ask her why “pineapple ice costs three cents, and candied onion costs two cents, which adds up to exactly five cents.” Instead, he hummed "Orphan of Asia" for her to eat.

"...Orphan of Asia, crying in the wind, no one wants to play an equal game with you, everyone wants your favorite toy, dear child, why are you crying..."

The little girl who was picking books from the mountain of books had already been attracted by the food in Gao Lan's hand. The woman slowed down and followed the little girl's gaze. She wanted to scold her, but her throat was choked by the singing.

After humming "Orphans of Asia", Xian Yaowen did not stop humming and continued with "Children of the Earth".

"The vast blue sky is reflected in the green water. Who dotes on you, the beautiful child of the earth? The red rose will eventually wither. Who will the lovely child of spring look like when he grows up?

White clouds use the four seasons to change between southeast and northwest, and people chase and follow each other with warmth and indifference.

When you go to war, you always choose to live without regrets. When you return, don’t forget to say take care and goodbye…”

Kaohsiung stopped organizing the books, thinking about how he went to the mainland for no apparent reason, fought a war for no apparent reason, ran from north to south for no apparent reason, lived in the open air for no apparent reason, and lost his wife for no apparent reason.

Melancholy.

The woman's eyes were moist. Her husband died on the battlefield. She brought her child alone, sold some of her dowry jewelry, and came to the distant and unfamiliar Green Island. Her daughter became all her sustenance and hope. She raised her with all her heart, swallowing all the pain.

lonely.

Singing can tempt people's hearts, but it can also attract pigs.

Lin Wanzhen came, her face was swollen like a pig's head, and several bloody wounds could be seen. Her hairstyle had changed, and her sideburns were not as long as before. The three features combined together outlined a scene of women fighting each other.

Gao Lan's silver bell hummed heavy metal music and she laughed hysterically.

Xian Yaowen smiled lightly, diluting some of his disappointment. He came to Shanfeng Bookstore mainly to see Lin Wanzhen. She had already reported to him by phone that a group of people were beaten up by people from the same province. They were all slightly injured, no one was seriously injured, not to mention that several people died.

Lin Wanzhen came closer and called out "Boss", feeling shy and embarrassed.

Xian Yaowen took a closer look and saw that the redness and swelling on Lin Wanzhen's face looked like they were caused by the soles of clogs. The place where she was beaten was most likely not in the fields, but in the village.

Because the farmers here usually wear rush sandals or straw sandals when they go to the fields, wooden clogs are treated as decent shoes and are only worn on clean ground.

“How many people beat you?”

"Three, three."

"You were beaten by three people. It was hard work."

Lin Wanzhen was embarrassed to explain that three people were chased and beaten by two people.

Xian Yaowen noticed the awkwardness, but without further investigation, he glanced at her chest, trying to assess whether he should pay more for the treatment of her internal injuries.

When women fight each other, the attack range is usually concentrated above the chest, pulling hair, slapping, and scratching the face. The damage caused by this move can be serious or minor.

Not seeing anything unusual, he asked, "Have the other people who were beaten paid for their medical treatment?"

"Give it."

"Go back and recuperate first. When you are well, we will sort this matter out."

"it is good."

Lin Wanzhen couldn't wait to leave here.

After she left, Xian Yaowen put Gao Lan on the ground and walked to the side with Lan Yingying.

"Are you going to the agricultural education tomorrow?"

"It's one o'clock in the afternoon."

"Can I meet Dai Anguo?"

There are currently three major state-owned film studios in Taiwan. The first is the Taiwan Film Studio, which was reformed from the Taiwan Motion Picture Association during the Japanese occupation period. The second is the China Film Studio established in Wuhan during the Anti-Japanese War. The third is the Agricultural Education Film Company established in Shancheng. Chiang Ching-kuo concurrently serves as the chairman of the board and Dai Anguo is the general manager.

"I can probably only see the factory director, Li Zongren (same name, not that one)."

"If you can't meet Dai Anguo, don't mention co-production. Just treat it as communication between colleagues."

“Should I mention the Asian Film Festival?”

"You have to decide for yourself. Don't be too aggressive and keep your position in the right place. No matter what kind of company Nongjiao is, Friendship Pictures is equal to it. Keep your head high."

Lan Yingying chuckled and said, "I know."

Xian Yaowen patted Lan Yingying on the shoulder and said, "Let's go back to the hotel."

"You're not going to treat me to dinner?"

"I'll have the housewarming feast later."

"Oh."

I bought a house in Kaohsiung, at Lane 60, Guling Street. Many intellectuals from other provinces live here. Most of the family compositions are similar: the husband is a small civil servant, the wife is a teacher, and they have one to two to three to five children.

At half past five, Kaohsiung closed the shop and the group arrived at their new home.

Kaohsiung went into the kitchen to help Meng Xinyao, and Xian Yaowen was dragged by Gao Lan to visit "her home".

The air-raid shelter in the courtyard was built by a former owner who was willing to invest in it. Although it is called an air-raid shelter, it is actually an underground shelter with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. It has water supply but no drainage.

It is empty and has nothing, but it is Gao Lan's paradise.

The little girl took a box from the corner, opened it, and took out clay figures one by one, "Uncle, this is my husband, and this is my eldest son, second daughter, third son, and fourth daughter."

"Only four children?"

"I need to pinch a lot more."

"How much is a lot?"

“Just a lot.”

"Oh, do they have names?"

"Nope."

"Why not a name?"

"Um...I don't know."

"Can't think of a name?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then you can come up with a name when you think of one. Uncle has been at your house for a long time. Don't you want to make tea for him?"

"Hehe, there's no teacup."

"Uncle will teach you how to pinch a teacup, okay?"

"Uh-huh."

Xian Yaowen carried Gao Lan to the surface of the courtyard, took off his suit, rolled up his shirt sleeves, dug some wet mud under the Ryukyu pine, and asked the little girl to mix it under the lamp. He found a broken wooden board and a wooden block in the garden in the moonlight, washed them in the sink, and went into the house to ask Kaohsiung for a claw hammer and nails.

The nail is nailed into the center point of the wooden board, and the claw hammer is used to hold the nail head and rotate the nail body to expand the hole in the wooden board. Stop when the nail body can rotate smoothly; the wooden board is nailed to the wooden block, and a simple pottery table is made.

Use a basin to fill with water and practice coordinating the rotation of the tabletop with Qi Longque...

When everything was ready, Xian Yaowen called out to Gao Lan, "Lan Lan, is the mud ready?"

"Okay." Gao Lan held up a lump of clay high up, staring at the pottery table with her small eyes, revealing a curious look.

"Give it here." Xian Yaowen waved his hand.

Gao Lan came over to him, and Xian Yaowen asked her to sit cross-legged in front of him. He took the mud from her hand and put it on the table. He kneaded it a few times to make it softer, and placed it in the center of the table.

He put Gao Lan's little hands into the basin to wet them, then wrapped them in mud. He asked Qi Longque to turn the table, and then used his little hands to raise and press the mud down.

"Lanlan, did you know that the bowls at home are made of mud?"

"The bowl is made of clay?"

"Ah."

"Uncle, the mud is black and the bowl is white."

"Lanlan, we are doing this now to knead out the bubbles in the clay. Later we will start throwing the clay into the shape of a bowl, and then send the bowl into the kiln to burn. If there are bubbles in the clay, the bowl will crack."

As he spoke, Xian Yaowen took Gao Lan's little hands and started throwing the pottery.

Gao Lan watched the mud in his hands slowly change into the shape of a cup with full concentration, forgetting for a moment a hundred thousand questions.

In his previous life, Xian Yaowen met a female shop owner who made craft ceramics in Prague. The two were attracted to each other and spent a romantic week together. He learned how to make ceramics from her, and she learned business tips from him.

I remember she said that her shop was inherited from her grandmother and would open next summer. Maybe I could take some time to visit her grandmother.

While humming "Unchained Melody", the theme song of "Ghost", he carved the rim of the cup with his hands that had already found some tricks.

After the meal was ready, Kaohsiung and Meng Xinyao both came to the courtyard and witnessed Gao Lan who was fully engaged.

Kaohsiung was very pleased to see his daughter having fun.

Not only was Meng Xinyao unable to empathize, she also felt disgusted. Her hands were so dirty, her clothes were so dirty, and she had to wash them all. Working in the factory during the day was tiring enough, it was so annoying. It was all mud, and she didn't know how many times she had to rub them clean.

Soon, a cup was born in Gao Lan's hands. Xian Yaowen carefully put the adobe aside, broke off a twig from the broom, and wrote the four words "Made by Lanlan" on the wall of the cup with his little hands.

After the production was completed, Kaohsiung came over.

"Boss, it's time to eat."

"Lanlan, go wash your hands."

Gao Lan looked at Xian Yaowen, "Uncle, let's go together."

"Lanlan goes first, uncle will talk to dad."

"Uh-huh."

Gao Lan left, Xian Yaowen stood up and stood next to Gao Xiong, "Ah Xiong, Lan Lan is very good. If you are willing, I would like to take her as my adopted child."

Kaohsiung was moved and asked, "Boss likes Lanlan?"

“I have a connection with her.”

"I am willing, but I am afraid that I am too high."

"It's not about marrying up or not. Since you are willing, I will communicate with Lanlan again. If she is willing, I will choose a date, set up a few tables of wine, and officially finalize the relationship."

"Follow the boss's arrangements."

Xian Yaowen glanced at Meng Xinyao and nodded.

Today is not an auspicious day for moving into a new house, and the banquet is not a formal housewarming banquet. It can be said that it is a simple meal prepared just for Xian Yaowen under the pretext of a housewarming banquet. There is not much to say, and it does not take much time.

The meal ended in less than an hour. Xian Yaowen didn't stay long. He drank some tea after the meal and left.

When leaving, I took a look at Lin Wanzhen's residence next door.

After returning home to wash up, he appeared at Zuiyuelou in Beitou, a Japanese restaurant with a hot spring bath.

As soon as he appeared at the door, a female general in kimono came up to him, bowed and said, "Welcome, Mr. Xian from Hong Kong."

Xian Yaowen looked at the female general with interest, "Does the boss lady know me?" (End of this chapter)