Chapter 38: Recognizing Godfather
She, Shen Lingning, is not someone who seeks to curry favor with the powerful.
But accepting this kindness does not mean being servile.
She can use her own ability and sincerity to maintain this relationship and repay this friendship.
As Fubao said, "Sincerity for sincerity."
Mr. Zhao has a special identity, and adopting him as her godparent may involve her in some complicated situations that she doesn't understand yet.
But right now, the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages.
Moreover, the initiative is in Mr. Zhao's hands. Her refusal may cause embarrassment to both parties and even reduce the goodwill.
Seeing her silence, Mr. Zhao thought she was unwilling, so he quickly waved his hand, the discomfort on his face becoming more obvious: "Well, that's what I said. If you don't want to, don't force it!
Just think of it as an old man's whim, nonsense! I will help you if I need to! Don't take it to heart! "
He picked up the bowl of porridge, trying to cover up the embarrassment of being rejected by drinking the porridge.
"Chief."
Shen Lingning raised his head, his eyes clear and firm, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "You misunderstood. It's not that I don't want to, but I feel... a little bit unbelievable.
It is my blessing that someone of your status is willing to accept a person like me who has a burden as a godparent. "
She paused, her tone more sincere: "You don't despise me, and are willing to accept me as your goddaughter, giving me and my child a support. I am only grateful in my heart.
only……"
She glanced at the bewildered Fubao and said, "My situation is special. If I bring Fubao with me, I'm afraid I won't be able to give you much happiness in the future. On the contrary, it may cause you trouble. I have to make this clear to you."
These words not only expressed acceptance but also frankly stated his concerns. They were neither humble nor arrogant, and were sincere and heartfelt.
When Mr. Zhao heard this, the embarrassment on his face was instantly replaced by joy. He laughed heartily and put down the bowl: "Good! Good girl! It's great! What a burden or not, what a trouble or not!
Who dares to call me, Zhao Changhe's adopted daughter, a burden?
Fubao is so well-behaved, I like him just by looking at him! From now on, you two will be my family!"
He was in a good mood and pointed at Xiao Zhang: "Xiao Zhang, do you hear me? From now on, this is my daughter, my granddaughter! When we get to the land, if anyone dares to make my daughter angry, you will be the first to fight back!"
Xiao Zhang finally recovered from his shock, quickly stood at attention, and answered loudly, "Yes! Commander! I promise to complete the mission!"
He looked at Shen Lingning, and his eyes showed a bit more intimacy and respect.
This Comrade Shen is not simple!
The chief was not mistaken!
"Godfather."
Shen Lingning changed his words generously, with a warm smile on his face, and gently touched Fubao's little hand: "Fubao, recognize grandpa."
Fubao immediately opened his little mouth, revealing a few small teeth, and called out in a soft and milky voice, "Master...!"
Although the call of "Nao Ye" was unclear, it was made by a baby who was only a hundred days old.
It’s priceless!
This made Old Zhao so happy that the wrinkles on his face were all smiling. He kept responding, "Hey! Hey! Good boy! Come here, let grandpa hug you!"
He reached out his hand, carefully took Fubao, and held him clumsily but lovingly.
The small, soft body nestled in his arms, bringing a long-lost family warmth to the heart of this old leader who had spent half his life in the military.
The atmosphere in the box suddenly became warm and harmonious.
Shen Lingning looked at this happy scene and felt more at ease.
With Mr. Zhao as a backer, the road ahead seems much brighter.
Of course, she knew better that she had to walk her own path.
This kinship is both a help and a responsibility.
She had to make herself worthy of this respect.
The train's voice announcement sounded: "The train is arriving at Chang'an Station. Passengers who need to get off please prepare in advance..."
The green train panted and slowly drove under the huge Soviet-style dome of Chang'an Station.
The platform of Chang'an Station was crowded with people and filled with steam.
Shen Lingning held Fubao in his arms and followed Xiao Li, the soldier arranged by Xiao Zhang, through the crowded crowd toward the conspicuous military green jeep.
Fubao opened his eyes wide with curiosity and looked at everything around him.
Shen Lingning rejected Mr. Zhao's idea of inviting her to live in Chang'an. The most important thing for her at the moment was to settle down in the base and find Zhou Weiguo as soon as possible.
Although Zhou Weiguo was not in danger of death, she had no idea what was going on.
My godfather only said that the person was fine, but the specific situation was confidential and could not be disclosed.
She had to pack up and wait for Zhou Weiguo to come back.
Just as they were thinking about it, a shrill scream suddenly broke out from the exit of the soft sleeper car not far behind them, instantly drowning out the noise on the platform.
“Ahhh!! My hair! What happened to my hair?!”
Chen Manli's voice became sharp and changed in pitch, filled with crying and incredible fear.
She had just walked out of the car with sleepy eyes, and subconsciously raised her hand to tidy up her hair, but she felt a patch of prickly stubble!
I touched the other side and saw the familiar long curly hair!
She suddenly rushed to the car window next to her, and in the blurry reflection, she clearly saw a pale face and an extremely strange "yin-yang head" with one side long and the other short!
My carefully groomed curls are completely ruined!
"Dad! Look at my hair! Am I seeing things wrong?!"
Chen Manli collapsed and grabbed the arm of Chen Guodong, who had just gotten off the car next to her. Tears streamed down her face, and her voice trembled: "Who did it?! Who did it?! It must be a ghost! It must be a ghost!"
Chen Guodong was also shocked by his daughter's miserable condition, but he was more concerned about other things.
His face was livid, and he didn't care about his daughter's hairstyle. He shook her hand away and said in a very low voice, but with suppressed anger: "What are you howling for! Shut up! Look at the luggage! Where is our luggage?!"
He suddenly turned around and looked at the luggage rack in the carriage, it was empty!
The flight attendant was handing down other passengers' luggage, but their two bulging travel bags were nowhere to be found!
Chen Guodong's heart sank to the bottom.
He rushed back to the compartment in two steps and looked inside with the light from the platform - the bunks and the chairs were empty!
Not to mention the travel bag, even his coat draped over the back of the chair, Chen Manli's handbag on the small table, and even the spare rubber shoes stuffed under the bunk were all gone!
As clean as if it had been swept!
"Where's the bag?! Where's my bag?!"
Chen Guodong could no longer control himself and shouted at the flight attendant who had just walked over, with veins bulging on his forehead.
His new leather briefcase contained the official appointment letter for transfer to Chang'an, a letter of introduction, proof of work relationship, as well as dozens of kilograms of national food coupons and more than 500 yuan that he had saved for a long time to use to build relationships!
All gone!
The attendant was startled by his ferocious look. He looked around the empty compartment, also bewildered. "Comrade, what...what's going on? Didn't you get your luggage when you got off the train? I didn't see any bags just now?"
"Didn't take it?! How could my two big travel bags and my coat just fly away?!"
Chen Guodong was so angry that he was shaking all over and his voice was cracked.
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