Chapter 122 My wings are strong, I want to fly
Hu Zhiyuan's heart was in his throat.
Is this something he dares to say?
Is this what he can say?
Of course not!
Of course not!
"Auntie, listen to my advice and stop asking! If this matter is really exposed, I will lose my rank. When the time comes, the capital will be unable to put out the fire, and you will also suffer the consequences!"
Hu Zhiyuan was like a piece of tough meat, refusing to say anything no matter what.
Lu Miao considered it carefully.
Of course, she also understood that a powerful dragon could not defeat a local snake, so she did not ask any more questions. She only warned Hu Zhiyuan between the lines:
"Commissioner Hu, I hope you've pushed this matter aside, as you said. If I find out later, I can definitely get you if I can't get the people above you."
"Auntie, don't worry, it's really pushed! It's really pushed!"
Hu Zhiyuan was very worried.
He really hasn't put this matter off yet. He originally wanted to give it another look, but now that this has happened, he has to turn it down when he returns to the county.
Hu Zhiyuan had a preliminary understanding of Lu Miao's character. He was stung by the words he heard along the way. He was afraid that if he offended this girl, she would report him to the county authorities. He wished he could just keep his tail between his legs.
So when they arrived at the county, the leaders met Lu Miao and had to send people to arrange a series of temporary accommodations and meals. Hu Zhiyuan was the first to rush forward, hoping to take the opportunity to please Lu Miao.
His overly attentive attitude really saved Lu Miao a lot of trouble. It was rare for Lu Miao to show a good face to him.
Hu Zhiyuan's overly "thorough" behavior arrangements were seen as a sign of good judgment by his leaders, who had a rare opportunity to have a deeper memory of him. They gave him some priority in subsequent work assignments.
It was a long time after this incident that Hu Zhiyuan gradually realized that it was worth it when he thought about his behavior of pretending to be a grandson in front of Lu Miao.
Although their initial encounter was not pleasant, after that incident, Hu Zhiyuan reflected on himself and exercised self-discipline. Although his subsequent career did not soar to the sky, he still had a smooth life...
Many years later, Hu Zhiyuan still couldn't help but sigh that Lu Miao was not his enemy, nor his nemesis, but his benefactor.
Back to the point, there are not always trains in small places. The next train to Beijing is in two days, and it is a technical secondary school train, and the journey takes 22 hours.
Lu Miao was scared when she heard this, but fortunately she was a military dependent, and the sleeper berth she was bought for when she bought the ticket was much better than a hard seat.
While waiting to board the train, she was arranged to stay in a guesthouse. Although the environment was not very good, she didn't have to do anything.
Hu Zhiyuan helped arrange things like fetching water and buying food, and someone would deliver them on time.
The food is also pretty good. If the fine grains are pasta, they are noodles and steamed buns, which are called steamed buns here.
If the staple food is rice, then the standard dishes include a bowl of clear soup and a serving of fried meat, such as fried meat with peppers, fried meat with mushrooms, fried meat with bamboo shoots, etc. Anything is possible.
Since it was not his turn to do anything anyway, Lu Miao simply stayed in the guesthouse and lived a life of idleness for a while.
On the other side, after parting with her, Fu Jingyou returned home.
Pushing open the old wooden door, the laughter and joy of the past were gone. The tidy and bright kitchen seemed to be equated with the darkness behind the closed door of the front room, making Fu Jingyou feel a hint of coldness and loneliness...
Fu Jingyou suppressed his trembling heart, picked up a rag, and carefully cleaned the thin ashes on the table and stove, just like he did when Lu Miao was still around.
His movements went from slow to fast, and from fast to even faster. Finally, after a frantic wiping, he slammed his fist and the rag together on the table.
Every scene and object in front of him bore traces of Lu Miao's touch and activity.
The image of Lu Miao chattering questions and moaning with her hands on her hips seemed to reappear before his eyes, and Fu Jingyou felt more and more uncomfortable.
He had been lonely before, and was willing to remain alone forever. However, a bright little sun suddenly appeared beside him...
Now that Little Sun is gone, how should he adapt to and accept himself when he returns to being alone?
The gap between the two is self-evident. Fu Jingyou didn't dare to think too much about it, because once he thought about it, even breathing would become difficult.
But the more he resisted and the more he ignored it, the clearer Lu Miao's appearance became in his mind.
Fu Jingyou's breathing was trembling, struggling in suffocation and pain. Suddenly he remembered something, and he strode towards the cupboard in the corner of the kitchen.
He opened the cabinet door with two creaks and squatted down in front of the cupboard to rummage around. The more anxious and flustered he became, the harder it was to find what he wanted.
Suddenly there was a "click".
A long package as thick as an arm, wrapped in string and oil paper, fell to the ground. Fu Jingyou paused and slowly reached out to pick it up.
At that time, Lu Miao's words rang in my ears:
"Fu Jingyou, this thing is very important to me, I'm putting it here now!"
"If someone comes to your house to cause trouble or bully you, you must take it out. It should help you..."
Fu Jingyou couldn't wait to be bullied, so he hooked his fingers around the thin outer thread of the oil paper wrapping.
With a "click", it was easily torn off, and the tightly wrapped oil paper was unfolded in two moves, and a blinking red color came into view.
With trembling hands, he shook off the red cloth, and the three-foot-long red cloth with five golden stars on the corners domineeringly occupied his vision.
Fu Jingyou was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he hugged the red flag, and memories flooded his mind.
The image of Lu Miao sitting at the kitchen door in the past, grimacing in pain as his finger was pricked by a needle, flashed through his mind repeatedly.
He is a black family and a bad boy who is despised and hated by everyone. People will resent him for living a good life and suspect that he is hiding his wealth. Who would have thought that he would hide such a red flag at home?
Fu Jingyou slowly bent down, breathing heavily like a fish about to die of thirst, his deep peach blossom eyes flushed red, and he almost shed tears.
He never knew what she was busy with secretly...
So that’s how it is! So that’s how it is!
Fu Jingyou's breathing was trembling, and he tried hard to suppress the sadness and reluctance in his chest. He folded the red flag and put it away carefully, and an idea suddenly emerged in his mind.
He didn't have much time to prepare and make a fortune. The only thing he could do to prepare for the reunion soon was to take action immediately!
After taking a last deep look at the kitchen, Fu Jingyou closed the kitchen door and went to He's house with determination.
Fu Jingyou revealed his thoughts to He Hongjin and Chen Guifen truthfully, but unexpectedly, when his words fell into He Hongjin's ears, the meaning became:
"I've grown up, my wings are strong, I'm amazing, I want to fly, I pick up rags, I live under bridges, I just want to take risks, anyway, I don't want you to control me anymore!"
He Hongjin's face twitched and his expression changed rapidly.
"I advise you to straighten your tongue and say what you just said again!"
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