A girl mysteriously transmigrates to the 1970s.
She possesses two major abilities: mental and healing.
She holds a magical space with a built-in mall.
She gains warm family affect...
Where is the eldest brother?
There was something wrong with him since we were at the train station just now. I thought he was reluctant to leave his third brother and the others, but now it seems that is not the case.
Fu Xiao frowned, wanting to follow and see, but what if he was overthinking and wondered if his eldest brother would be unhappy? He scanned the next room with his mental power and found that his second brother was already asleep in the bed.
"Let's wait until my second brother wakes up."
Fu Xiao closed his eyes again and rested.
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County Party Committee Office
"Alan, if you can't get promoted at this step, all your previous efforts will be in vain. The teacher has high hopes for you. You don't have to worry about the city making trouble. Although that person wants to support his son-in-law, ability is still very important. Don't worry, there are many people above paying attention to this transfer, so he dares to secretly trip you up. He can't interfere in major decisions. Your political achievements are excellent, so he can't veto it."
Hearing what the teacher said on the other end of the phone, Fu Weilun smiled and said, "Teacher, I understand."
The man on the other side said angrily: "You understand nothing. I just don't understand why you are willing to guard your little piece of land and not be willing to move away."
A sigh came through the microphone, "Alan, your ability should not be confined to a small Anyang County. You gave up once a year ago. You must grasp it well this time..."
Fu Weilun looked deep in his eyes and spoke softly, "Last time, it was indeed not a good time. Teacher, don't worry, I will not let you down this time."
"Okay, Allen, I'm old now, and the future of the country is in the hands of you young people. I don't want to see those who are just sitting there doing nothing but eating and drinking. You have ambitions and are willing to work, so you should be in a bigger position. I won't say more, and we can talk in depth when we have a chance to meet in the future."
Fu Weilun, who had just hung up the phone, fell into silence.
After a long time, Fu Weilun finally calmed down a little. He slowly walked to the window, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. After a while, the whole room was filled with the smell of cigarettes.
There was a knock on the door, bringing his thoughts back to reality.
He turned around and saw Wang Zhifeng coming in. He said to him, "Secretary, someone outside wants to see you. He says he is your old classmate."
Fu Weilun walked to the desk and sat down, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and said calmly: "Let him in..."
After a while, the door reopened and a man in his thirties walked in, followed by a young and handsome boy.
When Fu Weilun saw the person coming, his pupils suddenly contracted and he stood up, "Ruofeng, why are you here?"
Shen Ruofeng smiled and said, "Brother Lun, I came to see you,"
Fu Weilun led the two of them to sit on the sofa opposite, personally made a pot of tea, and filled the cups in front of them.
His eyes swept over the boy's face, his expression paused, and then he looked away, looking at the old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, "I remember you should be working in the Finance Department of Lin City."
The man nodded and smiled. "Yes, I went to Beijing to pick up Zhou Zhou this time. I passed by your place and came to see you."
Fu Weilun's eyes fell on the young man next to him, and his voice was calm, "Xingzhou has grown up. The last time we met was when he was ten years old."
The young man smiled politely and said calmly, "Uncle Lun, long time no see."
Fu Weilun nodded, slightly stunned, but turned to look at Shen Ruofeng and asked, "Why did you pick him up alone? Where is his mother?"
Shen Ruofeng's eyes were filled with grief, and she spoke in a hoarse voice: "My sister has passed away for two years, and Qi Jinghao married another woman in the same year. Xingzhou is not happy in the Qi family... I wanted the child to follow me."
The room suddenly became quiet.
Fu Weilun lowered his head, his heart was churning, his drooping eyelids hid the churning emotions in his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "How did you go?"
Shen Ruofeng's voice was filled with indignation, "Qi Jia said she was sick, but I didn't receive any letter from her at all, and I checked the hospital and there was no medical record."
Fu Weilun raised his eyes and looked calmly at the young man sitting next to Shen Ruofeng.
Feeling his gaze, the boy turned to look at him and said in a faint voice, "She is indeed sick, and she didn't go to the hospital, as if she knew she wouldn't live long."
Fu Weilun didn't know what to say for a moment. He leaned on the sofa, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and held it in his hand, letting it burn quietly. The cigarette didn't fall off until his fingers felt slightly hot.
The young man took out a letter from his pocket, put it on the table, pushed it in front of Fu Weilun, and said calmly: "She wrote it. I think she should give it to you."
After saying this, he put the teacup on the table, stood up and walked out of the office.
In the office
Shen Ruofeng's voice tightened, "If she had married you at the beginning, it would definitely not have ended like this."
"It was all for the Shen family that she sacrificed her own happiness..."
He slowly closed his eyes, his pupils trembling uncontrollably.
Fu Weilun smiled faintly, "It's all over..."
Shen Ruofeng's eyes were slightly red, and the tears in his eyes reflected the fragmented light. He pursed his lips and said with difficulty: "Brother Lun, my sister had no other choice at the time, and my father...I'm sorry."
Fu Weilun leaned on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the envelope in front of him. His face was gloomy and his expression could not be seen clearly.
After a long time, he stood up, picked up the letter and put it in the drawer of his desk. He still didn't have the courage to open the letter.
.......
Fu Yu looked at the young man who came out of the county committee and asked unkindly, "Qi Xingzhou?"
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