Chapter 158: I was so angry that I twisted her braid with scissors...
In the alleys in the early morning, the adults who got up early were already busy.
Li Wu applied to his superiors and prepared to move his family north to work in other places, away from this place of trouble.
I'm packing up now.
Before Yao Zhizhi woke up, He Meiqi came knocking on the door with Xiaolong, carrying some things that they couldn't take away.
Hearing the noise, Yao Zhizhi opened her eyes and saw that the outside of the bed was empty. Where was the person?
Yao Zhizhi quickly put on her clothes and came out. She pushed open the door to the main room. The cold wind blew into her neck and she couldn't help shivering. She looked into the yard and saw the recovered man standing in front of the stove, holding a book in his hand, and looking at the millet porridge that was about to boil from time to time.
He Meiqi was busy moving things into the courtyard from the gate.
Seeing Yao Zhizhi, she smiled and said, "Xiao Yao, we can't take these small stools and tables with us, so we'll give them to you. You've taken so much care of me over the past few years, and I really don't know how to repay you. These aren't valuable gifts, so please don't refuse."
Yao Zhizhi was a little surprised: "Are you planning to move out?"
"Well, Chief Guo arranged a job for him in the Northeast, and he will start work at the end of the month." He Meiqi was still quite emotional.
When I first met Yao Zhizhi five years ago, I never thought that we would become neighbors in the same alley.
Now that I have to leave, I feel reluctant.
Yao Zhizhi accepted the gift and turned around to make two cups of malted milk for her and Xiaolong. "Drink it to warm you up. I can see you off whenever you leave."
"I'll clear out the things today, and then I'll accompany Li Wu to visit his hometown in the countryside in the afternoon. I'll leave tomorrow." He Meiqi has lost a lot of weight in the past year. She had no choice but to hide in the house in order to pretend to be crazy and get rid of the harassment from Cao's parents-in-law.
People are like plants. If they don’t see sunlight for a long time, they will always wilt.
Fortunately, there is not much rain in the Northeast and there is plenty of sunshine all year round. Even though it is a bit cold in winter, there is no lack of sunlight.
Yao Zhizhi had been to Northeast China after all, so she had a little experience. She turned around and went back inside and gave He Meiqi the military coat her father had brought back. "Here, it's still over 20 degrees below zero in Northeast China. Wrap the child tightly and take it off when we get to the heated room."
"I'm so sorry, this military coat is quite thick, you can keep it for yourself." He Meiqi was a little embarrassed and didn't want it.
Yao Zhizhi had a good reason: "You said, my family has not only martyrs and police officers, but also recently retired military officers. If I take your things for free, won't it give people something to talk about? Take it, okay."
He Meiqi couldn't refuse and had to accept it.
After drinking the malted milk, he went back with Xiaolong and sorted out some of Xiaolong's old textbooks and gave them to him. "It's a pity that these can be used by Xingxing when he goes to school. I wonder if I can still buy that magazine you published in the Northeast. Xiaolong loves it and buys every issue."
"Yes, you can buy it. Our publishing house has a cooperation with the Xinhua Bookstore in Northeast China." Yao Zhizhi accepted the old books with a smile. Although the family had enough, the thought was precious, so she kept them.
Anyway, when I get to Northeast China, the textbooks are different and I won’t need them.
He Meiqi smiled and looked at Xiaolong: "Are you relieved now? I'll buy you every issue when we get there, okay."
"Thank you, Mom, and thank you, Aunt Yao." Xiaolong is very sensible.
His biological mother hasn't appeared since the divorce, it's as if she's dead.
So he cherishes his current life very much. Having a mother is different after all. At least T's father will smile more often.
He also loves the sweaters knitted by his mother and the thousand-layer soles knitted by her.
When he left, he couldn't help but look back every few steps. He knew that Aunt Yao had given a lot of advice to his parents' stable life. She was a very good aunt, and he really didn't want to let her go.
But it doesn't matter, he will come back when he grows up.
When Little Star and Little Moon grow up, he will protect them well.
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Yao Zhizhi put away her things and turned to look at Qi Changxiao who was serving the meal: "What time did you get up?"
"Six o'clock." Qi Changxiao knew that his third uncle must have slept late last night, so he took charge of today's breakfast.
Yao Zhizhi quickly washed up, then went to the alley to pick up Xiaoyueliang and called her parents-in-law to come over for breakfast. As for the people in Qi Tiao Hutong, Qi Changxiao went to call them.
The late spring cold snap has just passed and the temperature has risen a little. When Little Star came over, he was still fully armed and wrapped up like a little penguin. No need to ask, it must have been the child's grandfather's insistence.
The careful old man was always afraid that the child would catch a cold, so he would make sure to wrap him up tightly.
However, Xiao Xingxing was at an active age. When he ran home to see his sister, he took off his hat and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Yao Zhizhi quickly wiped him with a towel and asked, "Xingxing, do you want to go to school this semester?"
Little Star thought for a moment and shook his head: "Let's go in the fall. I want to accompany my sister."
Well, anyway, what we learn in kindergarten is the same as that in first grade, so this half semester is not a big deal.
Besides, I would just work half a day there, which is not much different from being at home.
Then she smiled and exchanged a look with her father - look, it's Xiao Xingxing who doesn't want to go, not your daughter, but I didn't let her go, so don't hold me accountable.
Yao Jingzong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This child was just like his uncle, calling him "sister" all the time.
Well, anyway, the schoolwork is very relaxed these days, and it’s not necessarily as comprehensive as the knowledge taught at home.
It just so happened that Xiaoyue was weaned, so during the day the brother and sister followed their grandfather to tinker with some small inventions, which was pretty fun.
After breakfast, Yao Zhizhi went to work. As for whether her third brother would go to Hong Kong or when he would go, she didn't care. He would tell her when he made up his mind, and then they would make other plans on how to arrange for the two children.
Anyway, her father is here, so there is no problem finding a military wife to come and help take care of the children.
Just spend some money.
Once she gets to the office, she can't stop working. She has to prepare the manuscript for the next issue of the magazine quickly. This week's day off, she will go to Hulu Commune with Yang Shuming to inquire about the maternal blood relationship of Ye Xinmei's branch.
It was almost eleven o'clock when she finally finished her morning work, stretched, and went to the tea room to order some hot water.
When I passed by the large workshop outside, I always felt that the atmosphere today was a bit weird.
Yao Zhizhi was curious and subconsciously looked towards Zhou Juan. Wow, her hair was disheveled. What happened?
I quickly asked Xiao Jiang.
Xiao Jiang was in a terrible headache and dragged Yao Zhizhi to the office. "I don't know what's been bothering Zhou Juan lately. She's been so serious, she finished her morning assignment before 10 o'clock. She insisted on helping Wu Wei and Zhang Datong proofread the manuscript. They refused to give it to her, so she snatched it away and accidentally tore it up. Wu Wei was so angry that he snatched her braid with scissors."
Yao Zhizhi was speechless. This Zhou Juan must have gone crazy. What was she after? A thirty-yuan red envelope?
Or is it the honor of being appreciated by the editor-in-chief?
Anyway, being proactive is a good thing, but the method is a bit extreme.
Wu Wei was not in a good mood either. Why was he tying someone's braids? Zhou Juan was a lesbian after all. Now she looked like a crazy woman. Who knew how badly she would suffer a heart attack?
How will the relationship between these colleagues be in the future?
I had to call both of them into the office to mediate.
Wu Wei was so angry that he kept his head down and said nothing. But Zhou Juan, like a noisy cuckoo, kept chattering on and on.
Yao Zhizhi raised her hand to stop him: "Wu Wei, tell me first, why did you twist her braid?"
"Editor-in-Chief Yao, she was the one who took off my scarf first." Wu Wei turned around and went out, took out a bunch of messy things from the table and handed them to Yao Zhizhi.
When Yao Zhizhi saw it, she felt a headache.
This Zhou Juan tore most of the person's scarf into a tangled mess. It's really outrageous.
Yao Zhizhi had no choice but to ask Zhou Juan: "Why are you taking off someone's scarf?"
Zhou Juan was so angry that her face flushed red. "I offered to help him proofread the manuscript out of kindness, but not only did he not appreciate it, he also accused me of having ulterior motives. I was so angry that I tore it apart. Besides, he also twisted my braid, so there's nothing to be wronged about, right?"
"You know shit. This is the scarf my mother knitted for me despite her sick body. Why did you tear it apart? Do you think everyone is as superficial as you? Do you understand the weight of maternal love? Do you understand how others cherish the mother-child relationship?" Wu Wei's mother was already seriously ill. If the scarf had not been torn apart, he really didn't want to fight back.
Yao Zhizhi understood that it was Zhou Juan who made the first move. Xiao Jiang was far away and probably didn't see it.
As for Zhou Juan helping to proofread the manuscript, that was really like the sun rising from the west.
Although I meant well, the other person has clearly refused, so it's not good to force him to drink water.
So this incident was caused by Zhou Juan.
If we try to smooth things over, the consequences will be very bad, and Zhou Juan will probably be able to act recklessly in the future.
So Yao Zhizhi held a simple meeting before getting off work.
At the meeting, Zhou Juan was criticized for her willfulness and mischief, and was asked to apologize to Wu Wei.
Zhou Juan refused, so Yao Zhizhi had no choice but to give her a taste of her own medicine: "In that case, your annual holiday benefits this year will be cancelled. We don't welcome anyone who would disrupt our unity here. You'll have to take care of yourself."
"Editor-in-Chief Yao, don't go too far. My mother gave you this name. How can you treat me like this?" Zhou Juan cried in anger. Why were all of them targeting her?
Is it not okay even though she is kind enough to help?
Why?
Yao Zhizhi was so angry that she laughed. "Your mother was the director of the Women's Department at the time. It was her duty to help illiterate people choose names for their children. Is this even worth bringing up? How about I give the name back to your mother, and you ask her if she has any objections?"
"You!" Zhou Juan was so angry, but she was also afraid that her mother would ignore her even more after she knew about it, so she had to give in in the end.
After apologizing to Wu Wei in front of everyone, Zhou Juan ran out crying.
No one chased out to persuade her, but everyone looked at Yao Zhizhi with worry.
Xiao Jiang mustered up the courage to ask, "Editor Yao, you won't be retaliated against by her mother, will you?"
"Don't worry, I have another name. I can just not use it at worst." Yao Zhizhi simply gave everyone a heads-up. "If you ever see Yao Ruzhen written as the recipient, don't doubt it, it's me. Okay, everyone, go back to eat and do whatever you need to do this afternoon. The next issue of the magazine will be on sale soon. Let's work hard and set new records!"
When Yao Zhizhi returned home at noon and had just finished her meal, she received a call from Zhou Ying.
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