Summer is finally here, and summer vacation is just around the corner.
This was originally none of Bling's business, but:
"Comrade Xiao Bu, summer vacation is just around the corner. Since you like Xiao Song's cooking so much, why don't we have him come to your house and cook for you specially?"
During lunch, Huang Yuming said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.
Bu Lingxuan paused in her eating: "Summer vacation? We have summer vacation too?"
Huang Yuming slowly wiped his mouth: "Of course, we are the Cultural Heritage Bureau. Whatever the university has, we also have."
Bling tilted her head: What's the connection between these two things?
But who would refuse a holiday?
"I won't trouble you, Comrade Song. I'll probably be staying at the General Military Compound after the holiday." He politely declined.
Sangshen wasn't home, and she brought a strange man home. Sangshen was furious.
However, she could also understand Huang Yuming's suggestion.
She could feel eyes watching her when she went to and from get off work, and it's understandable that they wanted to be more cautious during their holiday.
Huang Yuming glanced at Bu Ling with a smile, "If Comrade Bu doesn't like it, then forget it."
They're all smart people, so there's no need to explain it too clearly.
In Kyoto, apart from Zhongnanhai, there is nowhere safer than the General Staff Headquarters compound.
The topic was left unresolved.
Thinking that she wouldn't be able to eat Xiao Song's cooking for two months, Bu Ling felt a little regretful for refusing Huang Yuming's suggestion.
However, thinking of the mulberries, she quickly dismissed her regret and took the picture.
Bling, overjoyed at having secured a summer vacation, immediately shared the good news with Sangs that very evening.
This made Sangshen very envious: "Lingling, does your Cultural Heritage Bureau need more people?"
Look at him, he can do it!
Bling pushed away his face, coldly refusing, "No need, we're full."
Sangshen lay back down dejectedly, lying on his back: "Wife, you're so lucky to have been transferred to such a good unit."
Bling kicked his leg: "Move over, you're taking up my space."
Sangshen shifted her legs, then turned around, wrapped her arms around Buling's waist, and rubbed against her affectionately, saying, "Lingling, wife, Comrade Buling..."
Bling was annoyed by his sticky behavior: "Get to the point, stop being so sticky, it's so hot."
In the sweltering summer heat, skin to skin, sweat pouring down.
"Lingling, I'm envious, I'm jealous." Instead of backing away, Sangshen moved even closer.
He was transferred to the Supply Bureau, which was a lucrative position. The relationships there were also very complicated, and everyone had to be extremely careful with their words. He was exhausted by the end of the day.
This made Mulberry, who wanted to be a couch potato, feel very tired.
Bling understood his feelings and patted his head, "If you're not happy, we'll quit."
Anyway, the reform and opening up will be coming soon, and there will be plenty of options then. It just depends on what Sangs like.
Mulberry shook her head: "No."
He's a man, how can he just back down like that?
Besides, even though he's a lazy bum, he still has a temper; he has to use his abilities to shut up the people at his workplace.
Bu Ling didn't try to persuade him; she just gently stroked his head to comfort him and help him relax.
After a while.
The mulberry was fully charged and regained its vitality:
"By the way, Lingling, are you staying here during the summer vacation, or going back to the compound?"
“Let’s stay in the compound,” Bu Ling said. “It’s summer vacation, and I want to look around and see if there are any houses for sale.”
"You want to buy a house?" Sangshen leaned against the headboard and looked at Buling.
Buling sat up as well: "Yeah, I want to buy a courtyard house."
Sangshen nodded without asking why: "I'll ask for you."
"That would be perfect."
Sangshen has extensive connections in Kyoto, and with his help, I believe her wish to buy a courtyard house will soon be fulfilled.
A few more days passed, and university summer vacation began.
Their cultural heritage bureau didn't waste a moment either, and immediately gave them a holiday.
After finishing get off work in the evening, Bu Ling said goodbye to her colleagues and walked home with light steps.
Back in the compound, my eldest daughter was already waiting for me.
"Mom, Mom, you're back!" The eldest daughter flew over like a cheerful lark.
Buling hugged her eldest daughter tightly, "Daughter, were you good today?"
"Good boy!" Little Star shouted.
"Our Mianmian is so wonderful!" Buling praised.
The little star proudly raised its head.
A boy who had come with Little Star looked on with envy as he watched the interaction between the mother and daughter.
"Hello, Auntie, my name is Liu Xiaotian."
Buling glanced at her daughter and, sure enough, saw that her little mouth was pouting.
"Hello, thank you for taking care of our little star."
Liu Xiaotian replied in a formal tone, "Auntie, you're too kind. It's what I should do."
Buling had never met a child so meticulous and unusually mature.
Liu Xiaotian looked to be no more than ten years old. He was handsome and had a clear face. Even at such a young age, one could already glimpse his future potential.
Such a beautiful face, yet she has such a boring personality.
No wonder her daughter, who's obsessed with looks, often mentions this name, but never says anything nice about it.
"Little Star, Little Sky, you're back! I made something delicious~" Aunt Fang's voice came from afar.
Little Star quickly called out, "Coming!"
Seeing this, Bu Ling put down her chubby daughter, took her hand, and took Liu Xiaotian's hand with her other hand: "Let's go home and see what delicious food Aunt Fang has made?"
Liu Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, then said, "Auntie, I won't..."
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