Chapter 426: Professor Liu, who became the Vice President, was uneasy

After Li Rong was promoted to the head of the group, his work became much busier than before. He was often not even there for dinner. Luo Xinxin sometimes joked with him: "You leave early and come back late, even Da Mao and Er Mao can't recognize you as your father."

When I go out in the morning, the child is not awake yet. When I come back in the evening, the child is already asleep. Children's memory is not that good. They will feel unfamiliar after not seeing each other for a while.

"I should have known better not to get promoted. Being deputy group leader would have been fine."

Li Rong also felt a little regretful. He was so busy that he had no time to rest. It was not as easy as when he was the deputy head of the group. He also got paid well.

"Then you either make mistakes and get demoted, or make more contributions and strive to become the deputy division commander!" Luo Xinxin joked.

"It's definitely not okay to make mistakes, it's better to make meritorious deeds."

The mistake that led to his demotion from regiment leader to deputy regiment leader must be no small one, and he also has to save his face.

But the contributions I made before were too great, and unless I could surpass them, it would be difficult to get promoted. If I had known this earlier, I would have kept the cultural relics and gold and not handed them over.

Li Rong sighed lightly. Every failure makes you wiser. He will know from now on that good things cannot be taken out all at once, but have to be taken out bit by bit.

Although he would complain occasionally, Li Rong was still very responsible as the team leader. Moreover, over time, he gradually adapted and was not as busy as before.

In addition to visiting the farm, Luo Xinxin occasionally takes on some tasks from the special operations team. The tasks are not difficult and basically involve capturing and interrogating enemy spies. This is her forte and she can complete it easily.

That day, she received a package from Mrs. Liu in Shanghai. It contained several sweaters knitted for Damao and Ermao, as well as a whole bag full of meat floss and dried fish made by Mrs. Liu herself.

There was also a letter in the package, written by Professor Liu.

The letter mainly expressed concern for their lives, some family matters, and finally mentioned one thing.

"Arong, Xinxin, I recently received the appointment documents appointing me as vice-president. I've been so anxious these past few days, unable to sleep at night, always worried about potential setbacks. Could you please give me some advice?"

Even though there was a piece of letter between us, I could still sense Professor Liu's nervousness and panic. It was no wonder. In the current situation, many people have become frightened birds. It was normal for Professor Liu to think this way.

The Liu family of Shanghai.

Ever since the package was sent out, Professor Liu would ask the postman every day if there were any letters from the Northwest. Mrs. Liu couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily, "The package was sent out only ten days ago. It took at least half a month to reach the Northwest, and it took A Rong and the others another half a month to send it back. That's a whole month! You're a professor, but you don't even understand this math."

"What if A Rong and the others send a telegram? It won't hurt to ask."

Professor Liu smiled good-naturedly.

"I told you to call and ask, but you refused. Now you are so anxious." Mrs. Liu glared.

"It's not a big deal, so just call. I just want to ask for peace of mind." Professor Liu explained in a gentle voice.

Mrs. Liu put down the sweater in her hand and comforted him, "We've all taken off our hats. What's there to be afraid of? Since the higher-ups have promoted you, you're not incompetent. Just take on the role of vice principal."

"They just promoted me for no reason. I don't understand why."

Professor Liu was still a little panicked. Although the hat had been taken off, it could be put back on at any time. What he was worried about was that the vice president would give him a little sweet treat and then put another hat on him.

"There is always a way out. We are already at this age, what do we have to be afraid of? You just like to think too much. To put it bluntly, the worst result is that we will go back to the past, where you sweep the streets and I cook at home. We have lived together for several years and we are living well." Mrs. Liu comforted softly.

"I'm just afraid of wronging you."

"As long as we are all well, there is no grievance at all."

Mrs. Liu smiled with her eyes curved. Although her face had aged, Professor Liu seemed to see his wife in her youth again, beautiful and gentle, yet playful and lively.

After being comforted by his wife, Professor Liu felt much more at ease and was no longer as panicked as before.

"Professor Liu, there's a call for you from Northwest."

The loud voice of the aunt on the phone came over, and Professor Liu ran out excitedly to answer the phone.

"They said they'd call back in five minutes," said the aunt on the phone.

Professor Liu nodded, and Mrs. Liu also came over, and the old couple waited together.

The phone rang, only once, and Professor Liu picked it up. Sure enough, it was Li Rong who called.

"Grandpa, it's me. I received the letter. You were promoted to vice-principal because of your outstanding abilities. There's no problem with that."

"Oh, I feel at ease."

Professor Liu was completely relieved and wanted to ask Da Mao and Er Mao, but Mrs. Liu snatched the microphone away and pushed him aside.

"Arong, are you and Xinxin okay? Let Xinxin answer the phone. Xinxin... Da Mao and Er Mao will run away now, right? Will they call for help? Please send a few more photos of you. I knitted a few sweaters for them. The styles and colors are exactly the same, no difference..."

Mrs. Liu just asked out of concern and immediately switched the topic to Da Mao and Er Mao. In the five-minute chat, at least four and a half minutes were spent talking about the children.

The men standing on both ends of the phone were a little resentful because they were pushed away mercilessly by their wives and were not given even a second to talk on the phone.

If the phone bill wasn't too expensive, Luo Xinxin would have wanted to chat on the phone with Mrs. Liu for a long time. After she hung up the phone reluctantly, she remembered Li Rong who had been pushed away.

"Grandma said she'd knit me a cashmere turtleneck sweater in rose red. It's sure to look great."

Luo Xinxin happily showed off that the sweater knitted by Mrs. Liu was particularly beautiful, much more beautiful than the handmade sweaters sold at high prices in later generations.

"Then I'll call grandma and ask her to knit one for me too."

Li Rong felt a little jealous. Why didn’t he have it?

"You think knitting is easy? Grandma is old, can you bear to let her get tired?"

Luo Xinxin glared. It was not like he didn't have a sweater to wear. Zhi Honglan had just knitted one for him.

"Why aren't you afraid that grandma will get tired wearing that high-necked shirt?" Li Rong retorted.

"Grandma has already knitted half of it, we can't let her undo it, right?"

Luo Xinxin snorted proudly. She was Mrs. Liu's favorite, and Li Rong, who was raised by her since childhood, had to stand aside.

Li Rong gritted his teeth. This woman was becoming more and more rampant. He was going to conquer her in bed tonight!

That night, his conquest plan failed because Luo Xinxin had her period and kicked him aside ruthlessly.

The weather is getting colder, and Da Mao and Er Mao have already put on the new sweaters knitted by Mrs. Liu. From a distance, they look like little dumplings that were copied and pasted, which is very funny.

That day, Zhi Honglan was called over by her cousin Zhi Hongxia and told something. Her mood suddenly became heavy. When she was cooking in the evening, she accidentally put too much salt, and Luo Xinxin happened to see it.

"Sister Zhi, you added too much salt!"

Luo Xinxin called out three times before Zhi Honglan responded and hurriedly dug out the salt.

"Sister Zhi, is there something wrong?" Luo Xinxin asked with concern.

Zhi Honglan has been working diligently in recent years, taking good care of the children, and cooking delicious meals. This is the first time I've seen her so distraught. Something must have happened.