Chapter 1242 Tongtian
After all, Lu Miao still had a fever.
After Lu Yuanzheng comforted her with a few words, she fell into a deep sleep again without control of her consciousness.
Lu Yuanzheng placed his palm against her forehead, smoothed away her hair that was wet from crying, and carefully tucked in the corner of the quilt. He frowned and stared at her quietly for a while before going downstairs.
At about the same time, Tang Mei and Wang Xiu were cooking in the kitchen.
Lu Yuanzheng went over and called Tang Mei back to the house.
The two chatted in the room for a long time. When Lu Yuanzheng came out of the room later, he had an inch-thick paper envelope in his hand.
Fu Jingyou arranged the matters at the factory and when he returned home in the evening, his youngest son threw himself into his arms.
Baichuan tilted his head back, stood on tiptoe, grabbed a handful of crumpled banknotes in one hand, and held up the little golden piggy bank in the other hand as he handed it up.
“Dad, this is for you!”
"Why are you giving Dad a piggy bank for no reason, huh?"
Fu Jingyou bent down and straightened the crooked buttons on the collar of his little red jacket, then lifted the fat boy up by the armpits and carried him into the house with one hand.
Before the boy could reply, his father-in-law's voice came from the study:
"Xiao Fu is back? Come to the study."
"Right now."
Fu Jingyou responded.
After putting Baichuan down, he patted the back of Baichuan's head and signaled the little guy to go play over there first.
He then turned around and headed towards the study.
"Dad, you looking for me?"
After closing the study door, Fu Jingyou hadn't even stood still when Lu Yuanzheng, who was on the desk, pushed open the drawer and walked towards him.
Lu Yuanzheng approached his son-in-law and handed the paper envelope over directly.
Fu Jingyou shook his head as soon as he saw the thing:
"Dad, Miaomiao and I are both earning money now. We have enough money. We don't need you to give us..."
"What's yours is yours, and what I gave is what I gave. Don't push this matter away."
Lu Yuanzheng's expression remained unchanged as he neatly and neatly stuffed the paper envelope into his arms:
"If you need anything after you return home, please call home and they will send it to you. Besides this, I have one more thing to tell you."
Fu Jingyou passively grasped the heavy paper envelope and wanted to say something, but after hearing these words, he became quiet again and waited for his father-in-law's next words.
Lu Yuanzheng sighed slightly.
Although he was as serious as usual, he patted Fu Jingyou's shoulder in a friendly manner after a brief silence.
Lu Yuanzheng solemnly instructed:
"Take this girl back with you, and think about bringing her back to me tomorrow."
Although there are only a few words, they carry trust, expectations and concern.
Fu Jingyou knew that his father-in-law was a man of few words, so he understood the weight of this sentence.
"I know, Dad."
Fu Jingyou nodded slightly. He originally wanted to return the paper seal, but at this moment he couldn't help but hold the thing tighter.
He said solemnly:
"I'll be back with her later. By then, she'll be in good health."
"Well, let's go eat."
Lu Yuanzheng nodded in satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder, then opened the study door and walked out.
Baichuan was standing outside, holding the study door with his head pressed against it.
But both of my hands were occupied and I really couldn't spare the time to pull the door handle.
When Lu Yuanzheng opened the door, the little guy staggered and bumped into his grandfather.
Lu Yuanzheng was startled, afraid that the little gold nugget would bump into something, so he quickly reached out to catch it.
Bai Chuan stopped in time, stood firm, and turned his back with a pouty face:
"Well~ I don't want grandpa to hold me, I want to find my dad!"
Lu Yuanzheng laughed, patted the silly boy on the head, and simply walked ahead to the living room first.
Baichuan grinned like a child and threw himself into his father's arms:
"Dad, Grandpa gave you money, so I won't give you any! I'll use this money to buy Mom some delicious food, and the money in this jar will go to Grandpa back home! Grandpa back home gave me a little wooden horse last time, and Grandma said she wanted to thank him! Can you bring it to Grandpa for me and buy him some New Year's couplets, okay, Dad?"
The boy's eyes were full of innocence and sincerity, and Fu Jingyou felt deeply moved when he saw it.
Bending over and picking up the silly boy, Fu Jingyou pecked the boy's tender little face several times:
"Okay, Dad will definitely bring it to you."
Baichuan was a little embarrassed at first, but after all, he was still young and clingy, so he couldn't hide his happiness and pressed his little face against his father affectionately:
"Dad, you and mom please come back soon. I'm starting to miss her!"
"Okay, Mom and Dad, go early and come back early. You have to listen to your grandparents and your brothers and sisters in Jingbei. You have to go to school well and don't skip classes. Do you understand?"
"I know!"
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Fu Jingyou quickly ate his meal downstairs before going upstairs to replace Minmin.
At that time, Lu Miao had already woken up. He had just drunk some soup and was walking around in the small living room wrapped in a thin blanket.
Fu Jingyou walked up to her and stroked her forehead, feeling relieved when he saw that she didn't have a fever.
Helping Lu Miao to sit down on the sofa, Fu Jingyou took out a paper envelope from his arms and handed it to him.
When Lu Miao took it and looked at it, he explained:
"My father gave it to me. I checked it out. It contained some general tickets and a thousand dollars."
Lu Miao had already opened half of the paper, but after hearing this, he simply didn't open it to read.
Worried that this thing would bring pressure to the child's father, she gently covered his hand and said:
"They are getting older, and we can't give the things they have to anyone else. If they are given, just accept them and save them from worrying."
"Um."
Fu Jingyou said "hmm" softly, smiled faintly and held her fingers together.
All matters at home and abroad in northern Beijing were arranged, and in the last few days before 1988, Fu Jingyou finally took Lu Miao on the journey back south.
Boarded the flight at Beijing Capital Airport and landed at Wuhan Tianhe Airport.
The relevant departments in the city arranged two special vehicles to pick us up.
At about the same time, the news was also received in my hometown county.
However, this message had already changed after being passed through layers of channels.
The initial message from the city was that an important comrade had returned home from a big city to recuperate.
Ask the county to coordinate the route in advance and send a car to clear the way and pick you up, to ensure a smooth journey.
It was additionally revealed that the person who returned was a department-level official.
The original intention was to point out the importance of the matter.
However, I didn't expect that because of this sentence, there would be a misunderstanding in the county.
In a small county town, the word "department level" carries a lot of weight.
In the eyes of people working at the grassroots level, he is a big shot who can reach the sky!
Ordinary people tend to think that people who can sit in this position are generally older.
This matter involved such a grand fuss that the county team naturally misunderstood the meaning.
The claim of recuperation is fake. I am afraid that my term of office has expired and I have some health problems due to my old age. The real claim is that I am returning to my hometown to wait for the return of my roots!
The people in the county were in panic.
Fearing that the old comrades would not be able to withstand the stress and collapse on the road, the county office, which was supposed to be closed at the end of the year, was busy making arrangements in a hurry.
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