Chapter 118: A Call in My Mind

The call was connected.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Cheng, looking for Comrade Shen Que."

It was Director Lian who answered the phone. He tried to control his voice and said, "Comrade Jiang, wait a moment. I will go and call Shen Que for you."

Before Jiang Cheng could even utter a word, he heard the sound of tables, chairs and benches colliding.

Someone on the other end of the phone was shouting: Go find Chen Que! Go find Chen Que! Comrade Jiang called him!

Although he couldn't see the picture, Jiang Cheng imagined a chaotic scene.

While Jiang Cheng was imagining things, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open again.

"I am Shen Que."

Shen Que's nervous and breathless voice reached Jiang Cheng's ears through the microphone.

"Hello, Comrade Shen Que, I want to tell you that I have passed your gift to Grandma Shen, Shen Xing and Shen Yue. They all like it very much."

Chen Que, who was on the other side of the microphone, automatically translated in his mind: I received the gift you sent, and I like it very much.

"And thank you for the dumplings. They are delicious."

Shen Que: Jiang Cheng likes to eat dumplings.

"Grandma Shen is in good health, Shen Xing is making progress in his studies, and Shen Yue is learning to paint and is making rapid progress."

Shen Que: Everything went smoothly, and Jiang Cheng played an indispensable role.

Jiang Cheng spoke for several sentences, but didn't hear any movement from the other side.

"Shen Que, are you still listening?"

"exist!"

A firm voice confirmed the definite existence.

"I'm here. I've always been here."

"Thank you for your call. I am currently receiving treatment in the provincial capital and will be returning to City S in a week."

Shen Que seemed to be giving a report, speaking seriously and earnestly.

"Okay, I'll tell Grandma Shen and the others, I'll hang up now."

When Jiang Cheng said he was dead, he really was dead.

Jiang Cheng smiled after hanging up the phone.

Is Shen Que too nervous?

Are the active parties always nervous?

Jiang Cheng didn't have an answer either, she had no experience.

The reason I made this call was because she didn’t hate me and I wanted to continue the contact.

There's nothing to be pretentious about.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng immediately put Shen Que out of his mind.

On the other side, Chen Que listened to the beeping sound in the microphone, grinning foolishly and unwilling to put it down.

The company director and two comrades watched in amazement.

"It's different when an old man is attracted to something."

"What do you know? This is called an old house on fire!"

"Hahahaha! You're right."

Three friends came online, and Shen Que finally put down the phone.

He stared at the three people with disgust.

"Married old man!"

*

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng borrowed Principal Wang's office and wrote three letters.

One letter was sent to Mr. Xu in Beijing, one was sent to Uncle Zhong who was also in Beijing, and one was sent to Leader Leng who had just parted ways with him.

All three of them are powerful figures, so it is important to keep in touch.

After writing three letters, Jiang Cheng sat on a chair, checking for any missing people he needed to "keep in touch with".

It really reminded her of a person - Ma Laogu.

Shen Xing and Shen Yue were injured and were treated with the help of others, without charging a single cent for the treatment.

She had always wanted to go there, but she had a lot of things to do and had to rush until now.

Right now...

Jiang Cheng looked at her wrist and suddenly realized that she didn't have a watch.

"Looks like I'll have to buy a watch tomorrow."

Jiang Cheng stood up and prepared to leave.

"Do you have tickets?"

Principal Wang suddenly appeared at the door, looked at Jiang Cheng and asked, "Do you have a watch ticket?"

"have."

Jiang Cheng stood up with a smile, gave up his seat, and took away the three envelopes.

Principal Wang walked behind the desk and opened a drawer.

"Wait a minute, take one of these keys."

Principal Wang directly gave Jiang Cheng an office key.

"Then I won't be polite." Principal Wang pouted and said, "Do you ever be polite?"

The one who answered Principal Wang was Jiang Cheng with a chuckle.

*

After finishing night school, Jiang Cheng went to the department store first and went to buy a watch.

Sister Zhu, who bought a bicycle last time, became more enthusiastic when she saw Jiang Cheng bought a watch again.

Seeing Jiang Cheng buying the latest model of Shanghai watch for 180 yuan without blinking an eye, she was extremely envious.

After buying a watch, Jiang Cheng bought a few bags of noodles at the department store.

After loading three pounds of flour and two pounds of millet, she headed towards Ma Laogu's home.

Ma Laogu lives on the edge of S City, in two low, somewhat dilapidated earthen houses.

When Jiang Cheng arrived, Ma Laogu was holding a bundle of branches and preparing to go in.

"Master Ma."

! .

Jiang Cheng got off the bicycle and shouted.

Ma Laogu, with his hunched back, slowly turned his head and took a look with his cloudy eyes.

"Master Ma, I am Shen Xing and Shen Yue's sister. Last time you helped Shen Yue with her bones, I never came to thank you."

Jiang Cheng came over carrying something, and Ma Lagutou turned back with a deep voice.

"Take it back. I don't charge money or anything. That's the rule."

The word "rules" stopped Jiang Cheng from moving forward.

People who make the rules all have their own persistence, and if she insists on giving it away, it will be counterproductive.

"Okay, I'll take it back!"

As Jiang Cheng spoke, he tied the flour bag and the millet bag together and put them on his shoulders.

"Is it okay for me to help you with some work? Not much, just seven days!"

Jiang Cheng was about to take the firewood from Ma Laogu, but Ma Laogu wanted to refuse.

"Ma Lao Gu! Come here!"

An urgent male voice came from behind.

A big man crossed his arms, grinned, and walked over, raising his foot to kick someone with a bad attitude.

"I'm calling you! Pick it up now!"

Ma Laogu still slowly put down the firewood in his hand, completely ignoring the man's insults, and walked to the man to help him adjust his bones.

I saw Ma Laogu groping up and down a few times, but I couldn't see clearly how he moved. I only heard the man scream, and the next second his arm was healed.

"Don't you know how to be gentle?"

The man whose bones were being set started swearing, but Ma Laogu remained indifferent and slowly bent down to pick up firewood.

The man spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground and said with a smirk, "I'll give you something!"

As he spoke, the man raised his foot and was about to kick Ma Laogu on the lower back.

“I’ll give you a kick—hahahahaha—bah bah bah!”

The man had a face and mouth full of dirt.

"Your mouth is useless if you use dirt to wash it. You should just put it in the toilet. You are just like me!"

Jiang Cheng helped Ma Laogu up.

"I don't understand why you torture yourself, but I came here to thank you. I can't stand watching others bully you."

After saying this, Jiang Cheng stood opposite the man who had wiped the dirt off his face and was looking at her angrily.

"My name is Jiang Cheng. Go to Siwu Hutong and ask around. You'll know who I am."

"If all else fails, go to the Public Security Bureau in Siwu Hutong and ask who I, Jiang Cheng, am!"

"Give me your regards, and then decide whether to trouble me or not."

With every word Jiang Cheng said, the man opposite him became less angry.

Met a tough guy?

Yes, such a beautiful woman, he just started to attack without any guilt, he must have some connections.

Men have more imaginations.

Jiang Cheng understood that the man only bullied the weak and feared the strong, and he was sure that Ma Laogu would not resist.

"What are you still standing there for!?"

Jiang Cheng gave the man a fierce look and he turned and ran away.

Jiang Cheng, who scared the man away, turned around and continued to help Ma Laogu as if nothing had happened.

Ma Laogu tried to chase her away several times, but Jiang Cheng pretended not to hear.

When they were almost done, Jiang Cheng looked at Ma Laogu and said, "Since you don't like me coming, I won't come tomorrow."

Ma Laogu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll ask my son Shen Xing to come tomorrow! He works better than me!"

(End of this chapter)