Lin Yun was afraid that Wen Yao would be embarrassed, so he quickly said, "Jing Qian is not at home, Yaoyao will definitely feel uncomfortable living with us, so let her live at home and move in after the wedding."
Huo Zhenting thought what he said made sense and agreed with Lin Yun's opinion.
After seeing off her parents-in-law, Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, as if all the strength in her body was instantly drained away, and she collapsed limply on the sofa.
She lay there quietly for a long time, until her body gradually recovered some strength, and she slowly sat up from the sofa.
Suddenly, she thought of the original owner's job at a newspaper. She had already worked half a day that afternoon. Wouldn't she be scolded by her leader?
Thinking of this, Wen Yao stood up quickly, put on his backpack, and prepared to go out to work.
The present is 1983. As one of the first batch of college students after the resumption of the college entrance examination, the original owner, after graduation, was successfully employed by Longcheng Evening News in Longcheng City with the help of Wen Guoqiang.
In the newspaper office, she is just an ordinary employee, but her daily work is not easy.
Not only do they have to take care of the tedious tasks of collecting and typesetting news every day, they also have to write and edit the relevant content themselves.
In fact, at the beginning, Wen Guoqiang originally planned to let his daughter join the military art troupe.
However, because the original owner wanted to follow Qin Tian, she kept making trouble to her father and insisted on going to work in the newspaper office.
Faced with such a persistent daughter, Wen Guoqiang was really helpless and finally could only reluctantly agree to her request.
Seeing her daughter carrying her son on her back and about to leave, Chen Lan hurriedly called out, "Yaoyao, where are you going?"
"Mom, I'm going to class. I have class every afternoon. I can't miss it in the afternoon," Wen Yao replied.
"Then be careful on the road!" Chen Lan warned.
"Yeah, I know," Wen Yao said, then walked out of the house and pushed the bicycle in the yard.
Wen Guoqiang bought this specially for his daughter to go to school.
Wen Yao rode his bicycle back and forth towards the newspaper office according to the original owner's memory.
Twenty minutes later, Wen Yao arrived at the door of the newspaper office.
When colleagues saw Wen Yao coming, they all gave her a look that said "May you be lucky".
Later, in the era when the Internet became the mainstream media platform, newspapers were almost no longer seen.
In this era, newspapers are the only way for people to understand national affairs and social news.
Wen Yao came to his workstation according to the original owner's memory and sat down.
Before she could even warm up the bench, she was called into the office by the editor-in-chief.
The editor-in-chief of the editorial department is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is neither tall nor fat, but has a pair of eyes full of wisdom. He has short hair and wears a pair of black-framed glasses on his nose and ears.
"Wen Yao, why didn't you come to class this afternoon?" the editor-in-chief looked at her and said.
"I'm sorry, editor-in-chief, I was delayed by something earlier." Wen Yao said with his head down.
"Something? Do you know the rules of our newspaper? If you are absent from work without reason, your salary will be deducted!" the editor-in-chief said sternly.
"Editor-in-chief, I know I was wrong, and I won't make the same mistake again." Wen Yao quickly admitted his mistake.
"It's okay this time, but it won't be an exception!" The editor-in-chief said in a more gentle tone, "Look at the documents on the table. They need to be processed every day. Let's finish them quickly."
Wen Yao looked at the pile of documents on the table and complained in her heart. Fortunately, she had the original owner's memory, otherwise she would not be able to cope with it.
She complained to herself for a while, then gritted her teeth and started to work.
Wen Yao spent the whole afternoon busy, and barely finished the task until shift time.
She stretched herself lazily, thinking that this job was really not easy.
"Yaoyao, why didn't you come this afternoon?" When it was almost time to go to class, Fang Zhi came over and asked.
It turns out that she is the original owner's best friend. They went to the same university together, and now they work at the same newspaper.
"I was delayed this afternoon," Wen Yao said.
"Hey, let me tell you, it's a good thing you didn't come this afternoon, otherwise you would be feeling upset again," Fang Zhi said.
When Wen Yao heard this, she was immediately nervous, "What's going on? Did I make a mistake at work, and the editor-in-chief criticized me?"
"That's not the case. Oh, since Qin Tian didn't want to get married yesterday, he brought wedding candies to the unit today and gave everyone a handful!" Fang Zhi said, looking at Wen Yao's expression and raised his eyebrows.
Wen Yao was relieved when she heard this. Fortunately, there was no problem at work. She immediately said "Oh" with an indifferent attitude.
"Hey, hey, hey, what's your attitude? You're pretending to be calm, but are you planning to give up?" Fang Zhi looked at Wen Yao's indifferent attitude and said in surprise.
"What can I give up?" Wen Yao glanced at Fang Zhi, "If he gets married, he gets married. What does it have to do with me?"
"It's okay?" Fang Zhi's eyes widened. "Haven't you always had a crush on him? And he was reluctant to accept you before, and we thought you two could have a happy ending. But he turned around and married someone else. Aren't you sad at all?"
Wen Yao smiled, "What's the point of being sad? Are you going to kidnap someone to get married? Let the past be the past. I've let it go a long time ago."
"Are you really letting me go?" Fang Zhi obviously didn't believe it.
She knew Wen Yao so well and knew her thoughts very well.
She knew very well that Wen Yao had a crush on Qin Tian, but when Wen Yao suddenly said let it go, why didn't she believe it?
"Of course." Wen Yao looked determined.
She looked around and saw that everyone else was working. She coughed lightly and lowered her voice to let the other party know, "Well, let me tell you, sister, I'm going to find time to get married this afternoon, so I have to take care of my daughter now."
Fang Zhi's eyes widened when he heard this. He looked at Wen Yao in disbelief and exclaimed, "What, marriage?"
Seeing this, Wen Yao quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Looking at his colleagues who were looking towards them, Wen Yao and the others smiled apologetically.
"Speak more quietly, why are you shouting so loudly?" Wen Yao said as she took away the cloth that was covering Fang Zhi's mouth.
"No, are you kidding me?" Fang Zhi stared into Wen Yao's eyes, trying to see the word lie in her eyes.
"There's nothing to lie to you about this. If I really get married, I'll even get the marriage certificate." Wen Yao nodded and answered affirmatively.
Fang Zhi felt very unbelievable when he heard it.
She raised her head and touched Wen Yao's forehead to see if she had a fever.
Seeing that she didn't believe him, Wen Yao opened her mouth helplessly, "I don't have a fever, believe it or not!"
"No, what's wrong with you? How much of a shock are you feeling? What, if Qin Tian gets married, you have to get married too? Who is the other party? Where does he live?"
Fang Zhi touched her forehead in disbelief to make sure she didn't have a fever and wasn't hallucinating.
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