Chapter 137, first update on January 137th.
If they needed to hire someone, Luo Hong happened to have a suitable candidate.
He asked Luo Yan, "Are you familiar with Jianjun's wife?"
In reality, Luo Yan hadn't had much private interaction with the person in question, but they lived in the same courtyard and saw each other frequently.
She said, "I'm fine, what's wrong?"
Zhou Weifang explained, "Everything else is fine, but I'm mainly worried that I might not be suitable or that I might not do a good job. I'm not sure whether I should resign or not."
Luo Yan thought for a moment and said, "Then I think she should be able to do a good job."
Are you so sure? Zhou Weifang wasn't skeptical of her judgment, but simply curious: "Why?"
Luo Yan looked at him like he was an idiot: "For Hongyu, she will do her best no matter how difficult it is."
For Zheng Sanmei, the opportunity to stay in Beijing and reunite with her family would be something she would bravely face any hardship.
Although Zhou Weifang didn't have children, he could almost imagine the feeling: "That's true, then I'll mention it to Jianjun later."
Luo Yan nodded slightly, a smile spreading across her face: "Thank you!!"
Zhou Weifang: "Why are you being so polite with me? And why are you the one saying thank you?"
Luo Yan: "I'm happy for Hongyu."
As she spoke, she raised her wrist to show the person opposite her her watch.
Zhou Weifang understood: "Are we going to be late?"
Luo Yan made an appointment with Wu Huifang for lunch at Shaguoju Restaurant, and said, "I'll come see you again next week."
Wait, how do I describe the feeling of visiting someone in prison?
Zhou Weifang counted on his fingers: "One hundred years left."
"Another haphazard calculation," Luo Yan clicked her tongue and shook her head. "Boss Zhou needs to improve his arithmetic."
Zhou Weifang reached out and pretended to stop him: "Boss Zhou has already started missing you."
Luo Yan slapped his hand away: "Focus on your work."
Zhou Weifang, palm up: "Hit me one more time before you leave."
What's wrong with him? Luo Yan blinked at him, but her hand still fell down.
Zhou Weifang neither dodged nor moved, as if he really just wanted to be hit.
Something's not right. Luo Yan looked him up and down: "What do you mean?"
Zhou Weifang was actually a little embarrassed: "I originally wanted to hold your hand."
Fearing it might seem abrupt, I decided to wait until next time.
"Fine, let's just go ahead and have a go," Luo Yan said, feigning composure as she looked at him. "Oh, so you missed your chance today."
She swept her braids that hung down in front of her chest behind her shoulder, her chin slightly raised, her eyes full of cunning.
It seems we really missed it. Zhou Weifang quietly slapped his thigh: "Yan Yan."
Even pleading didn't work. Luo Yan raised her left hand, her five fingers waving nimbly in front of him.
How could she be so cute? Zhou Weifang pinched her cheek.
She pinched his shoulder and poked him with her finger: "Let's go, goodbye."
She said she was leaving and never looked back, leaving Zhou Weifang standing there watching.
Once he could no longer see the person's back, he casually tore down the job posting that had been stuck to the door. He initially thought of crumpling it up and throwing it away, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided to put it aside for now.
Perhaps it's because the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, but business was good in the afternoon.
With many people coming and going, Zhou Weifang changed his cassette tape, which cost 1.5 yuan, before five o'clock.
This trick didn't work very well today; there were still a few left by 7 p.m.
Zhou Weifang hadn't eaten dinner yet, so he took a small knife and ate while cutting off the damaged parts.
When Luo Yan was far away, she saw that the fruit shop was dark and thought he had already closed up shop. But when she rode closer, she found him sitting at the entrance of the fruit shop, seemingly lost in thought or daydreaming.
Seeing that he was all alone, Luo Yan turned on the loudspeaker to remind him.
But with so many loudspeakers blaring all over the streets, Zhou Weifang paid no attention and continued to gaze at the moon.
But in reality, there was no moon in his eyes, his mouth was just mechanically chewing, and even his heart was empty.
Luo Yan could see the knife in his hand from this distance, and fearing that she might startle him if she suddenly made a sound, she could only frantically fiddle with her trumpet again.
This time, Zhou Weifang finally reacted.
He jumped up suddenly, as if his soul had returned to his body, and took two steps forward: "When did you get here? Have you eaten? Did your classmate go home?"
Luo Yan answered them one by one: "Just arrived, ate, and went home."
She and Chen Yingying strolled around Shichahai in the afternoon and ate there in the evening. Thinking that they would pass by a car dealership on their way home, she said, "I brought you some delicious roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)."
Speaking of food, Zhou Weifang said, "Wait a minute, I'll go wash my hands."
Luo Yan originally intended to give it to him and leave, but seeing that he was running too fast, she couldn't very well call out to him. She thought that it wouldn't make a difference if she waited a little longer, so she leaned against her bicycle and waited.
Zhou Weifang came and went in a hurry, and it was unclear how anxious he was. His clothes were soaked, and he was wringing them out as he ran.
Luo Yan could tell that he had washed his face; as he moved his eyelashes, two drops of water dripped down.
She said, "Slow down."
Zhou Weifang stopped in front of her: "You had roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) for dinner too?"
Yes, yes, roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).
Luo Yan quickly urged him to take a bite first, asking expectantly, "How is it?"
She was an expert on food, and since Zhou Weifang hadn't eaten dinner, she took a bite, nodded vigorously, and finished the rest in a few bites.
Luo Yan noticed: "You haven't had dinner yet?"
Zhou Weifang: "I ate some fruit."
No wonder she's sitting here with a knife. Luo Yan: "You can't eat that."
She suddenly looked around suspiciously: "There's one more, you can have it too."
It looked like it was for her brother. Zhou Weifang was flattered and said, "There's food. The restaurant saved it for me. I'll heat it up and eat it later."
"Then don't wait any longer," Luo Yan said. "Go eat quickly, I'm going back."
Zhou Weifang said okay, but his eyes remained fixed on her feet, and he refused to move.
Luo Yan inexplicably remembered how he had been sitting alone when she first arrived, and her heart softened. She locked the bicycle and said, "I'll eat with you. Come over when it's thoroughly heated up."
She went into the fruit shop, turned on the light, and looked around. She noticed some leaves and fruit peels on the ground, which looked really prickly, so she swept them up.
Just as she emptied the trash into the bin, Zhou Weifang appeared with a lunchbox in hand. Seeing her holding a broom, he said, "I can clean up myself later."
Luo Yan: "It's already cleaned up."
Zhou Weifang put the lunchbox on the counter, shook his hot hands, and said, "I'm tiring you out."
Luo Yan: "I am very capable."
Zhou Weifang: "I know, but it's not that I'm reluctant to part with it."
Why does he say all sorts of things? This time, Luo Yan didn't cover his mouth. Instead, she left the door slightly ajar, thinking that at least no one would pass by and hear her saying, "Eat your food."
As Zhou Weifang ate, he listened to her share what had happened that day. When he heard about Chen Yingying's boyfriend, He Jiakun, his eyebrows unconsciously furrowed.
Although it was only for a moment, Luo Yan noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Weifang put down his chopsticks: "I remember you said he was studying at Tsinghua University?"
He actually remembered it perfectly, and continued, "Yanyan, I..."
Why is she hesitating? But Luo Yan seems to understand: "They are them, and you are you."
Zhou Weifang wasn't ashamed because of his inferior academic qualifications, but rather because he knew that such a gap would bring a lot of problems.
He said, "That's how society works. If people knew I was dating you, they would definitely gossip about you behind your back."
Luo Yan didn't care: "Let them be."
She was born well and had good grades, but her personality wasn't very considerate. Even unintentionally, she often made people unhappy, even when people talked about her to her face. What's the big deal about gossiping behind her back?
But this is very important to Zhou Weifang: "I want to tell you that in three to five years at most, I will make everyone feel that I am worthy of you and I will never let you suffer any injustice."
"What do you mean by 'good enough' or 'not good enough'?" Luo Yan rested her hands on the counter, cupped her face in her hands, and looked at him: "I believe you can definitely do it, but!"
She left herself a way out, using her hand for leverage, and stood on tiptoe to create a sense of superiority, saying, "Life still needs to be lived properly. Tell me, what kind of fruit did you just eat?"
Zhou Weifang: "It's not broken, it's just chipped. I wouldn't dare eat anything with problems, the medical expenses wouldn't be worth it."
That's good. Luo Yan: "Your health is the most important thing. It's unavoidable that you can't eat on time, but you can't eat anything else you want."
Zhou Weifang repeatedly assured her, noticing her glance at her watch before she finished the last few bites of her meal: "I'll take you home, it's too late."
Although there is no curfew at home, Luo Yan's parents would definitely worry if she came home too late.
Without saying much, she nodded and saw him take out several large, round red apples from under the counter. She said helplessly, "I don't want them. You keep them for yourself."
Zhou Weifang: "Yanyan, whether we're dating or not, I have to eat these awful fruits. If you don't eat them, these will just have to be sold anyway."
That's what she said, Luo Yan said, "Then... can you leave me some scraps next time? I can still eat them anyway."
"That won't do," Zhou Weifang said. "Has your aunt ever bought you anything cheap?"
Luo Yan quickly shook her head, and with a forceful movement, the flesh on her cheeks also moved.
Zhou Weifang: "They treat you like a treasure, while I give you rotten fruit. Leaving aside whether I can live with myself, wouldn't Luo Hong beat me to death if he knew?"
He added, "Whether we're dating or not, you'll always eat the best food."
That seems to make sense.
Luo Yan was never good at debating, so she touched her face and said, "You really have a lot of eloquence."
Zhou Weifang touched her other cheek: "But what I said is all true."
"Is that right?" Luo Yan was a little confused, probably wanting to think about it carefully, her eyes darting around.
Zhou Weifang reminded her, "It's eight o'clock."
"Hurry up, hurry up," Luo Yan said, opening her bag for him to put the apples in, adding, "I have too many bags at home now, I'll bring them all over for you next time."
Her bag was bulging, and Zhou Weifang said, "It's quite heavy, I'll carry it."
Firstly, the road was uneven, and there was a risk of bumping into things if the bicycle basket was placed there. Secondly, Luo Yan wanted to see what his flashy bag looked like, so she readily handed it over.
Zhou Weifang hung the bag on her body and saw that she kept smiling, saying, "You look quite good carrying it."
It was obvious he didn't understand. Luo Yan said, "My mom went through a lot of trouble to buy this piece of cloth."
Zhou Weifang genuinely didn't understand: "Is it more expensive because there are more flowers on it?"
Luo Yan gestured with two fingers: "It's because the quantity was small. That year, the entire department store only had this little bit of floral fabric."
In previous years, when supplies were tight, cloth ration coupons were issued almost by the measure, and she had a bag made of floral fabric, so you can imagine how much she was favored.
Therefore, the precious daughter of the Luo family cannot tolerate even the slightest grievance from me.
Zhou Weifang leaned forward slightly: "Please go first."
Luo Yan rode her bicycle very fast, stopping at the alley entrance to get her bag from him.
Zhou Weifang gave her the things, but didn't leave. He said, "I'm going to go find Jianjun anyway."
Luo Yan: "Didn't you say you wanted to think about it?"
Zhou Weifang: "I thought about it this afternoon."
Luo Yan thought he would need to think about it for a few more days, but knowing that he was thorough in his work, she knew that now that he said he had thought it through, he must have considered all aspects. So she didn't say anything and just took the lead.
Zhou Weifang was a few steps behind, but they entered the courtyard one after the other.
He called out if Jianjun was there, and greeted the elders through the wide-open door of the Luo family home.
Liu Yinfeng and her husband exchanged a glance and said as usual, "The three of you have arrived? Please come in and have a seat."
Zhou Weifang: "No need, no need, I'm here to see Jianjun."
After saying that, he went outside to talk to his childhood friend who opened the door, thinking he was very calm. In fact, even Li Jianjun noticed that he was acting strangely and said, "When did you start having this habit of walking with your feet in opposite directions?"
The person hasn't gone far; how could they not hear it?
Luo Yan couldn't help but laugh and explained for him, "He's not usually like this."
Even the most composed person would get nervous in a situation like this.
Before her daughter could even say anything as she entered the house, Liu Yinfeng asked her, "Did you two come back together?"
Coming back was secondary; Luo Yan ran to close the door and shared Zhou Weifang's "fruit theory" with her parents.
Liu Yinfeng was unusually serious: "That's right. It's not like he has to eat bad food just because you're given good food."
She added earnestly, "If any guy says that to you, just ignore him."
If her parents said it was right, then Luo Yan felt it was absolutely right.
Her last bit of hesitation dissipated, and she went back to her room to get her clothes so she could take a shower.
These words had a greater impact on the parents. No sooner had their daughter left than Liu Yinfeng said to her husband, "Next time someone comes over, invite them for a cup of tea."
Luo Xinmin agreed, guessing, "I'll definitely come over in a couple of days for the Mid-Autumn Festival."
This has nothing to do with the daughter; she hasn't neglected her manners since returning to the city.
Liu Yinfeng: "Anyway, just walk around normally."
While it's said to be normal, it inevitably carries a hint of testing the future son-in-law. Luo Xinmin: "Should we offer him a drink?"
Then let's go a step further. Liu Yinfeng: "Let's talk about it during the New Year."
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Now she's saying nice things, Liu Yinfeng: "Why didn't you mention that you bumped your leg yesterday?"
Luo Xinmin: "It was a good leg that got bumped."
"Those are legs too," Liu Yinfeng slapped him, "You think you have a lot of legs?"
Only she would say something like that.
Luo Xinmin: "I will definitely report to the leadership next time."
Liu Yinfeng gave him a warning glance. A while later, when her daughter returned, she asked, "Did Yanyan buy some late-night snacks? I keep smelling something."
It’s over!
Luo Yan then rummaged through her bag and discovered that the once-plump roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) had almost been flattened into a pancake. She tried to restore it to its original shape but failed. When her brother took it to the kitchen to reheat it after work, she simply pressed it down with a spatula.
It was pressed so flat that Luo Hong never suspected it was a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger). After finishing it, he wiped his mouth and said, "It's quite delicious. I'll buy two more next time."
Luo Yan: "When can I go to Shichahai?"
Luo Hong: "It's okay, just say you like it, and someone will buy it."
Luo Yan patted him on the shoulder: "Don't talk to me like that about whether I have someone or not. It's you. Go buy it."
Luo Hong brandished his greasy paws in front of his sister, saying, "I'll rub them on your face later."
They showed no gratitude whatsoever when they ate people. Luo Yan said, "Next time, I won't even bring you any air."
Luo Hong called her back: "I have something for you."
Luo Yan confidently opened her palm, and there it was—a piece of candy.
Luo Hong: "It was given to you by Old Zhang from the security department when his daughter got married. He brought it back especially for you."
Since opening his shop, he has become close friends with the security personnel at Jiaotong University. Many of them even recognize Luo Yan and sometimes greet him when they bump into each other during patrols on campus.
These days, you only give out one piece of candy to anyone who's having a wedding, or at least two.
Luo Yan bluntly stated: "You ate the leftovers, didn't you?!"
Luo Hong: "What do you mean by 'leftover'? This means that it's a small gift with great meaning."
Luo Yan immediately showed him how heavy her fist was, and after giving him two punches, he felt refreshed and went back to his room to sleep.
Luo Hongzi yelled twice and went to wash up.
But perhaps because he screamed so pitifully, Liu Yinfeng asked at breakfast the next day, "What did you do to your sister last night?"
Listen to this wording: Luo Hong: "She hit me."
Luo Yan confessed without hesitation: "I hit you."
As usual, Luo Hong said she was a bully at home, which earned her a big eye roll.
Just as the brother and sister were about to argue, Li Jianjun knocked on the door: "Uncle, Aunt, I'm looking for Luobo."
"Looking for me so early in the morning?" Luo Hong was puzzled, but still had a steamed bun in each hand and another stuffed in his mouth: "Come on, let's talk inside."
Li Jianjun nodded as he passed his elders, and excitedly said as soon as he entered the house: "All three parties told me last night."
This kid is so efficient.
Luo Hong swallowed what was in his mouth: "So what do you think?"
What else could we think? Li Jianjun said, "We're both more than willing. We won't say anything more. Whenever it's convenient for you, I'll treat you to a meal."
After finishing his meal, Luo Hong raised his left hand and said, "Here's a steamed bun for you."
Li Jianjun: "You eat by yourself, I'm going to work."
He walked out with a smile on his face, and the two people left in the living room secretly followed him, then their eyes turned to their son in perfect unison.
The matter was still unresolved, and it was clear that Li Jianjun did not want to make a fuss. Luo Hong, of course, wanted to keep it a secret: "We'll talk about it later."
Liu Yinfeng didn't ask any further questions, only saying, "My sister didn't bring a water cup, could you take it to her?"
Luo Yan had class at eight o'clock, and knowing what Li Jianjun was there for, she went to school as soon as she finished her meal.
She only realized she hadn't brought a cup when she was sitting in the classroom, and she pursed her lips, thinking she had been thirsty all morning.
Fortunately, Luo Hong soon came to bring his sister a cup, giving him a rare opportunity to criticize her: "You're so forgetful."
Luo Yan really had no way to refute it, so she could only mutter something under her breath.
Luo Hong asked suspiciously, "Are you insulting me?"
Luo Yan opened her innocent-looking big eyes and said, "I meant thank you."
Luo Hongcai didn't believe it, and waved his hand and left when he heard the school bell ring.
Luo Yan also returned to her seat in the classroom.
She had classes all day today, from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m., and after school she had to practice running on the playground.
I had only run half a lap when the flashlights from the Academic Affairs Office and the Security Office shone in my face. They probably realized I was alone and moved in another direction.
Even someone as rule-abiding as Luo Yan felt that the school's prohibition against close relationships between male and female students was extremely unreasonable. Since everyone was basically an adult, and even she secretly dated someone, one can only imagine how many others were doing it.
Emotions and desires are human instincts.
Luo Yan felt she was in the right, so she ran two more laps before finally catching her breath and going to find her brother. She was still not fully out of breath when she got to the shop.
Luo Hong clicked his tongue and shook his head: "With this level of skill, they won't come in last place at the sports meet, will they?"
Luo Yan is currently trying to get rid of this, and she jumped up when her brother mentioned it: "I won't."
Seeing that she was getting anxious, Luo Hong didn't dare to tease her anymore and said, "No, no, definitely not."
Luo Yan snorted: "If we really come in last place, it's all your fault."
"Fine, fine," Luo Hong said. "Go ahead and cheat, I'll treat you to Lao Mo if I lose."
With such favorable conditions, Luo Yan couldn't tell whether it was better to lose or win.
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Author's note: I spoke too soon. There was a bit of an accident today [clown]. I'll write like crazy tomorrow.
good evening.
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