The happy and joyful scene of the whole family made Wen Wangqiu's eyes tear up.
Once upon a time, he almost thought that the old couple would never come back from the bitter and cold Northwest.
I can never see my daughter and son again, so how can I expect to see the next generation again?
Now, this happiness that is within reach makes him feel mixed emotions.
I just hope there won’t be any trouble for the rest of my life and that my family can live a good life.
In the evening, Wen Wangqiu carried a small jar of wine and walked towards his old friend's house.
When he got into trouble, it was thanks to his old friend's reminder that he was able to send his daughter away in time.
Otherwise, Wen Sihe might also be implicated.
When Wen Wangqiu came back, he had a train ticket in his hand.
Lu Zhiye was sitting in the living room repairing the table legs. He looked up and saw Father Wen coming back from outside. He smiled and said, "Dad, you're back."
Wen Wangqiu took off his coat, changed his shoes, and handed over the ticket in his hand: "I asked someone to get you a ticket for tomorrow.
Work hard over there, He He and the kids, we will take good care of them.
We are all waiting for your family to be reunited......"
Lu Zhiye stuffed a small wooden block into the connection between the table legs and the table top, then shook the table and found that it was no longer tilted to one side as before, and clapped his hands in satisfaction.
After cleaning the dust off his hands, he took the ticket and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Dad."
"What's the big deal? It's getting late. Let's go back and get some rest."
At around three o'clock in the morning, a rich aroma wafted from the kitchen.
Wen Sihe got out of bed and pushed Lu Zhiye beside her: "Is our mother up yet?"
Lu Zhiye woke up, moved his ears, and whispered, "It should be time to get up and cook."
Wen Sihe sighed and got up from the bed resigned to her fate: "You sleep a little longer, I'll go check it out, I guess it's the food I prepared for you in the car."
When Wen Sihe came to the kitchen, he saw Meng Yuqing busying around in the kitchen.
Even Wen Wangqiu put on a coat and helped Meng Yuqing.
Seeing Wen Sihe coming over, Meng Yuqing quickly washed the flour off his hands: "Did I wake you up?
Are the children still awake? "
"No, Mom, you made too many pancakes."
Meng Yuqing smiled and said, "At Xiao Lu's age, he is ready to eat.
I put most of the white flour in it and beat several eggs. Your dad tasted it and said it tasted good.
I heard that Xiao Lu eats a lot of salt, so I specially added a small spoonful of salt.
It’s too cold, go back and sleep for a while, I’ll call you when it’s time for dinner.”
Wen Sihe moved a small stool and helped Wen Wangqiu peel garlic: "It's okay, I can't fall asleep after waking up, you don't need to prepare too much, there is food on the train.
If you bring too much, it will get cold in the car. It is better to let him eat hot food in the car."
Father Wen also nodded: "That's true, but they have come all the way back, it would be rude if we don't show some appreciation."
Seeing that she couldn't persuade the old couple, Wen Sihe could only silently swallow the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
Lu Zhiye in the house listened quietly to the noise outside, and felt a warm feeling in his heart.
When he left with two small packages, Niu Niu was the first to burst into tears.
Yuanyuan hugged Lu Zhiye's legs and said softly with tears in her voice, "I don't want Dad to leave either."
It took Wen Sihe a while of persuasion before she finally coaxed the three little ones into the house.
After sending Lu Zhiye to the train station, Wen Sihe helped Lu Zhiye straighten his clothes and said gently, "Study hard when you go back. The children and I are waiting for you to reunite here."
Lu Zhiye rubbed her head: "Okay!"
Looking at Lu Zhiye's tall figure walking away, Wen Sihe's reluctance to let go burst out in anger.
She rubbed her sore and swollen eyes, and waited until she could no longer see anyone before turning around and leaving.
After nearly three days of travel, Lu Zhiye finally returned to Dahe Village. He wanted to sleep all day long.
Yan Wenqing looked at his son's busy figure and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Ever since Wen Sihe left with her three children, she always felt empty inside.
Every day after getting up and cooking, I would subconsciously shout towards the yard next door.
Lu Zhiye only rested at home for one night, and came to the food factory early the next morning.
The moment Deputy Director Li saw Lu Zhiye, he ran over quickly like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey.
Noticing the burning gaze behind him, Deputy Director Li paused silently again.
"Xiao Lu, you're back? The HR department has just started work, so go and report for your leave."
His eyes were almost cramped from blinking, and he winked at Lu Zhiye.
Lu Zhiye walked towards the personnel office very attentively, but he had not gone far when he heard a steady male voice calling him from behind.
"Comrade Xiao Lu, Director Wang wants you to go to his office."
A young man with a crew cut spoke to Lu Zhiye in a serious tone.
Seeing how he stood straight and walked with the wind, it was clear that he was not an ordinary person.
In all likelihood, he is a retired soldier from the army. I don't know where Director Wang got the nerve to have such a person by his side.
Lu Zhiye walked quickly to the office on the third floor.
When Lu Zhiye arrived at Director Wang's office and saw that the door was open, he immediately realized that he had been waiting for him there for a long time.
He walked into the house neither humbly nor arrogantly and closed the door.
Director Wang pointed to the sofa beside him with a smile and said, "Xiao Lu is back, come and sit down.
I heard from Deputy Director Li that you had asked for leave, and I was thinking it would be after the New Year.
I didn't expect you to be back so soon. Come and try my new tea."
Director Wang's action is a good example of what it means to be a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken, with no good intentions.
Lu Zhiye felt nervous and tried to see some clues from Director Wang's face.
But since Director Wang was able to be parachuted into this position, how could it be so easy to be seen through?
He calmly pushed the teacup in front of Lu Zhiye: "Come, have a taste."
The green tea leaves swayed back and forth in the teacup. After being washed by the hot water, they stretched out like small boats, spinning several circles in the enamel tank, and then sank silently.
Silently expressing his helplessness, Lu Zhiye, who was sitting in this position, was also the tea in the tea exhibition.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Director Wang didn't get anxious. He slowly blew the tea leaves in the cup, with a smile in his eyes and eyebrows.
Seeing that Lu Zhiye didn't come down for a long time, Deputy Director Li, who was waiting at the stairs on the second floor, stamped his feet anxiously.
He was on high alert, fearing that Director Wang would suddenly accuse him of something.
Now, no one can prevent Director Wang from trying to win over Lu Zhiye.
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