Chapter 129

"My second sister is like me, she thinks long-term about everything. We should be more alert and not be led astray by her."

Back in the bedroom, Zheng Mei said proudly while untying her hair.

Chen Zhisheng was wearing pajamas, leaning on the pillow and reading a newspaper. He smiled when he heard this: "Yes, all the advantages are like you, and the disadvantages must be my fault."

Zheng Mei glared at him: "You just say weird things."

She thought of Chen Lanjun's solemn expression at the dinner table, which actually seemed a bit majestic. She felt that her daughter had indeed grown up and that time passed so quickly.

As she thought about it, she felt a little sad. She still missed the time when her daughter was completely dependent on her when she was a child. But in the blink of an eye, Chen Lanjun had grown up to become completely independent as if quietly.

"After all the family has finally arrived in Pengcheng, she still wants to move out. What a shame." Zheng Mei couldn't help but complain.

Chen Zhisheng put down the newspaper and said, "The child has grown up and should have his own space. Besides, this house is not as good as our hometown and there is no room for him."

"I know the reason, but...ah..." Zheng Mei suddenly paused and said, "Well, she has moved out, so Xiao Shao should go to see her, right?"

These young people are staying together with no one watching them. What if something happens?

The two looked at each other, their expressions somewhat solemn.

"You should talk to her when you have time and be more careful," said Chen Zhisheng.

In fact, he had always been a little worried. Although Shao Qinghe was a good person, his family background was quite different from his. As a father, he couldn't help but worry.

What's more, there is the bumpy love life of their eldest daughter Fengjun. Even though the couple usually don't discuss it, they are still a little wary in their hearts.

I don’t know how long my second sister and Shao Qinghe can last.

Zheng Mei nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll think about how to tell her."

After a moment of silence, Chen Zhisheng spoke up: "What do you think they are thinking? My second sister was still studying before, but now she has graduated. Logically, it's time for her to talk about marriage."

He and Zheng Mei were introduced by someone, and they got together after meeting each other, and got married in the same year. In addition, Chen Zhisheng had always been taught that "dating without the purpose of marriage is hooliganism", so he was a little confused about the situation between Chen Lanjun and Shao Qinghe.

Zheng Mei has a different view on this: "It's good to have more contact. She is at the age of fighting for the revolution. Marriage may have a bad influence on her."

Once married, many things will be assumed to be the woman's responsibility, which will also affect her career. She was confused and only then did she realize that, to be fair, Chen Zhisheng was a good husband and was very active in doing housework, but she would still let marriage and childbirth affect her pursuit of progress.

When she was about 30 years old, she was called the "Iron Lady" because of her outstanding performance in leading the village women to dig ponds. A leader who came to the countryside to inspect took a liking to her and transferred her to work in the city.

This is a good thing, like a carp leaping over the dragon gate. Once the transfer is successful, you can leave agriculture and become a non-agricultural worker, and eat the royal food in the city.

It was a good thing, but the family members were not optimistic. At that time, Chen Zhisheng's mother was still alive, and she said openly and secretly that Feng Jun couldn't leave her mother. The relatives around her also thought that she was already a mother and should put her children first. How could a mother leave her children at home and go out to get promoted and make money?

Fortunately, Chen Zhisheng was of the same mind as her, solving the problems one by one and supporting her in her pursuit of progress.

The matter was almost settled, but Zheng Mei found out that she was pregnant with Chen Lanjun. Unfortunately, the reaction to this pregnancy was particularly strong, she vomited all the time and was unable to cope with the busy work, so the transfer was eventually shelved.

My second sister wants to pursue a career. Now is the prime of her life, so she might as well work hard.

Zheng Mei was thinking about it, and when she looked up, she saw Chen Zhisheng's confused expression. She felt amused and angry, so she stood up and snorted.

"Humph, you, a man, wouldn't understand."

Then he turned around and walked out, leaving Chen Zhisheng with a confused look on his face.

Since Fengjun and Xixi had not returned yet, Chen Lanjun stayed in their room.

The desk lamp was on, and she sat at the desk, sorting out the more suitable locations for building a factory in Pengcheng City.

It would be best to build a factory next to the instant noodle factory so that it would be convenient for transportation in the future. However, there were no suitable houses in that area, and if we wanted to expand the factory, we would have to form a joint venture with the village.

There was no way out before because there was no money, but now that the funds are sufficient, Chen Lanjun still prefers to build a factory on her own.

In this case, perhaps the industrial zone is more appropriate. After all, there are clear regulations on the leasing of factory buildings, and there will be no situation where rights and responsibilities are not clearly defined.

But now most of the factories in Shekou Industrial Zone have been rented out. If you want to get a new one, I'm afraid the cost will be very high.

She was thinking about when to visit the industrial area when she heard a knock on the door.

"Second sister, are you asleep?" It was my mother's voice.

"Not yet. The door is not locked."

Zheng Mei turned the door handle with one hand, holding a porcelain bowl in the other.

"Here, sweet potato soup. Drink it, brush your teeth and go to bed."

The sweetness of their sweet soup is always light and never greasy. Chen Lanjun was thinking about something for a long time and was tired. She picked up the porcelain bowl and scooped the sweet potato soup with a spoon.

Zheng Mei watched her eat, closed the door, and asked in a low voice: "Um, will Xiao Shao come tomorrow?"

"Probably. I called him before and he usually comes here on Saturdays."

Zheng Mei sat down slowly next to the bed, knees together, looking a little reserved: "Well, ask your dad to cook a few more dishes when the time comes."

An expression of wanting to say something but hesitating.

Chen Lanjun saw her like this out of the corner of her eye and felt a little strange: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"You're old enough now," Zheng Mei cleared her throat, "but... before you really decide to become a lifelong revolutionary partner, you still have to be more rational than emotional."

She spoke the second half of the sentence very quickly, like raindrops falling on lotus leaves, then immediately stood up and opened the door without thinking, "Okay, it's getting late, go to bed early."

It left as quickly as a tornado.

Chen Lanjun stood there in a daze.

Well, she probably understood what her mother was talking about.

It's just... She recalled her time with Shao Qinghe. Since they were always in different places, they didn't spend much time together. Most of the time, there were other people around, and she was extremely busy and had no time to care about him.

Not to mention the point of being emotional but limited by reason, even a kiss seems to be just a light touch on the cheek.

After tossing and turning for a while, I finally fell asleep.

The next day, she sat on the sofa, facing the door. Although she was flipping through the newspaper in her hand, she didn't really read it and was somewhat absent-minded.

From afar, I heard the voice of my little sister playing downstairs: "Second sister, look who's here?"

After a minute, the door lock turned and my little sister rushed in, followed by a familiar figure.

Shao Qinghe had his hair combed back and was wearing a well-tailored black shirt and white trousers.

Normally, Chen Lanjun would look into his eyes first.

But today, for some reason, she looked at his lips at first sight.

His lips are in a perfect shape, thin on top and thick on the bottom, with a perfect balance of coldness and desire.

Chen Lanjun stared at it for three seconds, then looked away, her cheeks slightly hot.