Cheng Rushan drove directly home.
Four years ago they moved to a new apartment building designed by Jiang Lin and others.
As a key member of the troupe, Wensheng was allocated a two-bedroom apartment with a kitchen and bathroom, where he, Yan Runzhi and Cheng Yunzhi lived.
Cheng Rushan and Jiang Lin were given a three-bedroom apartment, and their employer installed a telephone for their work. Last year, they bought a black-and-white TV and a refrigerator, both of which were placed in the old man's room.
The two houses are next to each other on the same floor, which is very convenient.
The two went upstairs and greeted Yan Runzhi first. She and a few old ladies were watching the newly broadcast "Dream of Red Mansions" at home.
When I first bought a TV, Journey to the West was the most popular. In May this year, Dream of the Red Chamber became popular all over the country. The old ladies who used to gather together to chat and watch their children now gather together to watch Dream of the Red Chamber.
"Oh, this girl is so pretty. Look at Sister Lin and Sister Bao, they are both so pretty. If it were me, I wouldn't know how to choose."
Yan Runzhi: "You have to look at the plot, why do you only look at the actors?"
"If I want to listen to opera or storytelling, I listen to the plot. When I watch TV, don't I just watch the actors? Look, they are so handsome!"
Seeing Jiang Lin and Cheng Rushan coming back, an old lady whispered, "It would be interesting if they were allowed to film a TV movie."
Cheng Rushan poured water for Jiang Lin, and Jiang Lin went over to greet the old ladies.
Yan Runzhi: "Bao'er's mother, are you full? How about I make you a bowl of noodles?" They said they were going to a banquet, but in fact, they were not full at all.
Jiang Lin said, "Mom, you guys look, I'm full." She asked Yan Runzhi and the others to just watch TV, and she and Cheng Rushan went back to their room. In the early summer when the seasons changed, she was really a little sleepy, so she took a nap before dinner and worked after dinner.
Cheng Rushan helped her close the window, sat by the bed and accompanied her, and when she fell asleep, he went back to work. Now, except for eating, sleeping, or special circumstances when he needed to accompany his family, he basically worked all the time.
When Jiang Lin woke up, it was already dark outside and she could hear her family members talking excitedly next door.
Jiang Lin sat up and leaned against the bed. After listening for a while, she found out that Dabao and Xiaobao's books had been published again.
Since junior high school, the differences between Dabao and Xiaobao have become more and more obvious. Dabao is more inclined to science, is more rational, and pays attention to logic, writing, analysis, etc., while Xiaobao is more inclined to liberal arts, is more emotional, pays attention to pictures and imagination, and is passionate.
Later, Dabao preferred to write about science fiction, suspense, mystery, horror, military and other themes. With Fang Chengguang and friends from the Public Security Bureau as professional consultants, his suspense and criminal investigation novels were written very maturely and did not look like works for teenagers at all. Xiaobao, on the other hand, liked adventure, magic, fairy tales, legends, etc. He had a very rich imagination, which was unconstrained and extremely attractive. His passionate youth stories were especially popular across the country.
The two have very distinctive personal styles, and one pen name would drive obsessive-compulsive readers crazy, so they each have a new pen name now.
Dabao's name is Jiang Sheng, and Xiaobao's name is Lin Sheng. Both names were chosen by Xiaobao. Dabao refused to use them at first, but finally obeyed and used this pen name.
Dabao is currently publishing the second volume of the series of novels titled “Future Wars,” with one volume being written about once a year.
Xiaobao published the second volume of "Young Heroes", also published one volume per year.
Over the years, the two brothers have become accustomed to being consistent in everything they do. If you publish a book, I will also publish one. If you win the first place in the physics competition, I will win the first place in the chemistry competition.
They competed secretly like this, which resulted in the two of them basically being first or second, and the students ranked third or fourth at the back were left far behind, almost overshadowed.
Because as long as they are there, no one else can hope to get first place. It's like a nightmare.
As a result, the two of them were nicknamed "First Brothers", but their classmates now like to express it in English, which they think is more alternative.
Jiang Lin stayed in bed for a while and then got up and went over.
Yan Runzhi and Cheng Yunzhi were cooking, and Wensheng was polishing all the leather shoes in the house. He liked the feeling of watching something being polished. He was serious and focused on everything he did, as if this was the only thing left in the world.
Since three years ago, Wensheng has also changed, as if he has really grown up, becoming more and more quiet and steady. But his eyes are as clear as ever.
Jiang Lin used a towel to wipe the shoe polish off his face, and sat down to work with him. Wensheng smiled and said, "Mom, don't do it. It's my turn today." He, Dabao and Xiaobao took turns, and he polished the most attentively. It didn't seem like he was polishing leather shoes, but rather something invisible.
Baosheng and her two brothers asked her about writing and asked them to look at the beginning she wrote.
Baosheng is 9 years old and is in the second semester of the second grade. He loves dancing, learns to play the piano with Wensheng, and likes writing like his two brothers.
Although she lives a happy life, she has a very strong empathy and can sympathize with other people's experiences.
The story she is currently preparing to submit is called "Xiaozhi's Fantastic Journey."
Dabao leaned on the desk. The 17-year-old boy was over 180cm tall, tall and slender, with fair skin, and looked clean and handsome.
He lowered his head to finish reading the manuscript in his hand, then looked up at his sister and said, "Baosheng, the story needs to be logical. Who is Xiaozhi, why did she come here, what she wanted, what she did, and what the result was, all of these need to be presented. We need to know who Xiaozhi is, and a little girl cannot appear out of thin air."
Xiaobao walked over and squeezed in beside him lazily. He took a quick glance and saw it clearly. He smiled and said, "There's nothing wrong with it. Children's stories just need to be happy. Let Xiaozhi enter that magical world, write about her experiences and your own growth, isn't that enough? My Baosheng's handwriting is getting more and more beautiful." He smiled at Baosheng, put his arm around her shoulders and shook her, "Baosheng, write about yourself, that's great."
Xiaobao praises his sister in different ways every day, saying she has no flaws at all.
Dabao glanced at him helplessly, but insisted, "Fantastic ideas without logic can only be fragments, and cannot become a good story."
Xiaobao said that many people liked his stories. “I never check the logic deliberately. I just follow my inspiration. My Baosheng and I are both inspired story writers. Hehe.” He winked at Baosheng, and Baosheng laughed too.
Dabao moved aside and let Baosheng lean between them, pointing out the connections between the story lines.
He refuted Xiaobao, "You think there is no logic, that's because logic is your instinct, hidden in your story. You think you write it this way just to make it look good, but it actually looks good because they follow logic and grab the reader's attention. Don't deny it, that's it."
Xiaobao: "No! Baosheng, we won't listen to him." He hates the kind of people who think about every plot step by step and then do this and that based on the logical relationship between the previous and the next. That will lose the passion!
Baosheng's big black eyes flashed. The 9-year-old girl was as beautiful as a girl made out of plasticine. She was flawless, but she had a hundred percent more spirit than a porcelain doll.
She smiled and said, "Brother Xiaobao, this is not right. Let's ask mom."
When she saw Jiang Lin coming over, she immediately ran over, took Jiang Lin's hand, and asked Jiang Lin to decide who was right and who was wrong.
The author hides those traces, not deliberately, but they interact with each other. If it is a work without logic, it will definitely not be comfortable to read, without that sense of fluency, and naturally there will be no resonance. Xiaobao’s story has been read by both parents, and the sense of logic is very strong, but it is not deliberately emphasized. ”
This is his talent, he doesn't need to pay attention, his language instinct allows him to do everything well. This is the benefit of laying a solid foundation in childhood.
Dabao glanced at Xiaobao and said, "Okay, don't mislead Baomei." Some people know something but can't tell it. Not all athletes can be coaches, and not all top students are suitable to be teachers.
Baosheng lay in Jiang Lin's arms, giggling. She whispered in Jiang Lin's ear, "Mom, let me tell you a secret. Actually, my brother Xiaobao is brother Dabao's most loyal reader, and the same goes for brother Dabao. I saw that brother Xiaobao secretly took brother Dabao's books out to read, and he only came home after finishing them. Hehe."
These two brothers quarreled with each other, but they also supported each other. They were never really hostile to each other like other brothers, so their family members did not interfere. They quarreled and fought as they pleased. Anyway, Xiaobao could not beat Dabao, and Dabao would not really beat him.
Although Xiaobao was not convinced, his mother obviously agreed with Dabao, so he did not argue with Dabao.
Dabao continued to talk to Baosheng.
Based on what he said, Baosheng told them his story again.
Xiaozhi is a 7-year-old girl who originally lived a happy life like a little princess on a farm. One day, the moon turned red and monsters appeared. They ate her father, mother, brother and all the villagers, and finally captured her and locked her in a dark, damp and cold little house.
Xiaozhi was cold, hungry, and missing her family. A monster instigated her to hang herself in order to eat her soul.
Just when Xiaozhi couldn't hold on any longer, a big brother named Xiaohe saved her, gave her his cotton-padded jacket, and told her stories one after another to help them get through the cold night. When the sun rose, her smile became sweet and beautiful, and she sang while working, forgetting all the bad things.
A few monsters couldn't bear to see them so happy, so they tortured them in different ways.
They battled with the monster, and later, Xiao He was locked up by the monster to protect her. Xiao Zhi accidentally discovered a secret passage, from which she could enter another magical world.
That world is full of all kinds of unexpected magical animals and plants, and of course, it is also full of thrills and excitement.
She encountered all kinds of monsters and made all kinds of friends. They said that only by defeating the big monster could she get the wish-come-true stone and leave here.
Xiaozhi wants to get the stone and go back to save brother Xiaohe!
Baosheng said happily, "Now I understand it all at once. Logic is the foundation of an article and the framework of a house. Those wonderful ideas are the flesh and blood and the beautiful decoration of the house. No one likes a house with only steel bars, gray bricks and cement. But without them, those beautiful glass, glazed tiles and colorful paintings will have nothing to rely on, right?"
Xiao Bao's eyes were full of admiration. "My Baosheng is so smart. Being your brother makes me feel proud and pressured."
Baosheng laughed and said, "Because I have a very outstanding brother. My classmates all look up to you. I want to be like you."
Cheng Yunzhi picked up two sample books and looked at them. He said, "Why are Dabao's books more expensive than Xiaobao's?"
Dabao immediately said, "Grandpa, his books and periodicals are printed in large quantities." Different subjects have different audiences.
Baosheng said excitedly: "I need to write quickly and print my story as soon as possible."
Xiaobao: "I'll help you polish it after you finish it. Take it to Story Forest first to publish it."
Dabao: "Let's go to the Young Pioneers' pictorial first."
Xiaobao: "Brother, are you sure you're not mistaken? That newspaper is... I've never read it before."
The Young Pioneers Pictorial or the Young Pioneers Newspaper is a mission newspaper that is purely for certain people to make money. Subscription is required. If it is not forced, how many copies can be sold?
Dabao: "What if Baomei's story can save this newspaper? Wouldn't that be better than going to the Story Forest?"
Baosheng: "I'd better write first. Please stop arguing. It makes my head tangled."
The two brothers who were originally at loggerheads immediately shut up and offered to help Baosheng with soft words. Whenever their sister was unhappy, no matter how much she wanted to refute, the two brothers would shut up and change the battlefield to solve the problem.
Baosheng smiled and said, "No, I already understand. I want to write it myself. You are not allowed to express your opinions unless I ask."
She is a girl with girlish characteristics. The words she writes are more delicate and have a child's cuteness and innocence, which can touch people's hearts and cause ripples in even the coldest heart.
Wensheng came over and said to the brothers with a smile: "Don't fight with each other. Everyone has his own shortcomings and strengths. You should complement each other."
Xiaobao laughed loudly and threw himself on Wensheng, "Thank you, Mr. Wen, for your guidance."
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A few days later, Jiang Lin and his team finally finished their meeting and came up with the final design plan.
The meeting group adopted several suggestions from Jiang Lin.
Protect the ancient buildings, ancient trees, ancient bridges, etc. in the city, because they carry the historical accumulation of the city and are witnesses of the years.
Without them, in a few years, cities will be full of skyscrapers and reinforced concrete, with no difference between any parts of the country. What would be the point?
In addition, the road planning is in place at one time, wide, straight, flat, and scientifically designed green belts are complete. Green belts are of great significance, and the width of lanes can be adjusted according to different times. For example, now there are more pedestrians and fewer cars, so a very wide sidewalk can be reserved. Different locations have different designs according to the situation, and try to consider the long-term as much as possible.
The third suggestion is that sewers need to be wide and deep enough, and can be in the form of secret passages, rather than just pipes. Pipeline quality problems are prone to blockage, leakage, and cracking. Even decades later, the manhole covers on the ground in major cities still cannot avoid being dug up, repaired, and blocked every now and then.
After the meeting, Dean Chen organized a celebration banquet. He specifically asked Jiang Lin, "Be sure to ask Director Cheng to come and have a look."
Director Zhao is already gearing up for the event and has even called Qianbei Budao to be his guest.
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Don't be polite, Dean Chen. Cheng Rushan is a few years younger, so you should just call him by his name."
Jiang Lin was not very adaptable to the officialdom and believed that they belonged to the academic world and did not need to be involved in officialdom.
Jiang Lin went to the office to call Cheng Rushan and tell him about dinner.
Cheng Rushan was assigning tasks and said he would go directly to the restaurant after get off work and then hung up the phone.
After get off work, Cheng Rushan turned down several social engagements. He went to the locker room to change out of his uniform, put on trousers and a shirt, took his car keys and went out. Just in time, Bie Dongshan came to find him.
Bie Dongshan said with a smile: "Director Cheng, Secretary Zhang is organizing a party, but you are not going to attend?"
Cheng Rushan: "I called him and explained that I was going to accompany my wife."
Everyone knows that he doesn't need to wait on big bosses after get off work unless he has serious work to do. Secretary Zhang is a new transfer, and it's understandable that he's eager to take root because his foundation is not stable, but he's not suitable to go.
Their Anti-Corruption Bureau basically does not participate in idle games. They just play on their own to avoid being forced to take sides.
Bie Dongshan laughed, "Director Cheng, tell me why you are so fearless?"
Cheng Rushan said calmly: "Because I have no baggage."
Whether he is the transport captain or the deputy director, it is a job, he has to do his duty and get paid to support his family. If he is not allowed to do it, he will do something else. As long as he does not fail in his duties, no one can blame him for anything, accusing him of not trying to please his superiors?
Cheng Rushan opened the car door, but heard Bie Dongshan say, "He Changjiang and others are willing to help us."
"condition?"
"Don't worry, Director Cheng. I know them well. No conditions are needed." He Changjiang and his friends worked in the Criminal Investigation Corps. They were still good friends with Fang Chengguang, He Liang, and Bie Dongshan, and they admired Cheng Rushan very much. With He Changjiang's personality, he also looked down on Bian Haitao's ability to make friends. Bian Haitao had tried to win them over before but failed. They had a natural barrier with rough men. The wall was too thick, so it was not easy for them to create sparks.
Cheng Rushan nodded, "Be careful and don't be too deliberate."
Cheng Rushan went to have dinner with Jiang Lin just to thank him in person, especially Dean Chen and Director Zhao. He thanked them with one glass of wine after another, and Director Zhao didn't even need to play any tricks.
Director Zhao vomited several times and finally couldn't hold it anymore. In order not to lose face, he found an excuse to escape.
Su Xingyun and Zhang Shaopeng, who came with Jiang Lin, were stunned. They knew that Cheng Rushan could drink a lot, but they never thought it was this good.
This is drinking water, you can't drink so much.
Jiang Lin quietly held Cheng Rushan's hand and said distressedly, "Don't drink anymore."
Cheng Rushan's ability to drink a lot is not innate, it is simply forced upon him.
Last year, she and Cheng Rushan were on a business trip together. Their car broke down on the road and there were no spare parts to repair it. It was also raining heavily, so he took her to the wild to hide from the rain. In order to calm her nervousness, he told her a lot of things that happened in the past.
He, Gu Mingyi and the other two were once held captive by the enemy in a small winery for a month, surviving on wine and wine lees. They escaped before starving to death, destroyed the enemy's lair and successfully completed the mission. After that mission, the three of them suffered varying degrees of physical damage, and he became a wine barrel because of drinking too much. No matter how much he ate, he felt nothing, just like water.
Jiang Lin knew that the injury he had just made light of must have been very serious. Therefore, she felt even more pity and love for him, and generally did not let him drink too much, lest his body had problems due to drinking without warning.
He smiled at her, held her hand and kissed her, "It's okay, you don't have to be afraid of drinking this again."
His eyes were tearful and his lips were burning hot, which made Jiang Lin's heart skip a beat.
She knew he was drunk.
As he got older, he became more stable and mature, and his status gave him a sense of dignity. But now he was drunk, his face was as red as peach blossoms, his eyes were hooked, his lips were as red as fire, and his smile made people feel that he was seven parts romantic and three parts evil.
Su Xingyun and Zhang Shaopeng who were standing by were a little panicked and quickly turned their heads to look at other people. Except for them, everyone else was lying down, sleeping, or staggering. All of them were wiped out.
Jiang Lin said to them, "You two make arrangements. Cheng Rushan and I will go back first. He's drunk."
From the way he looked at her, she knew he was drunk, and if she didn't leave he would definitely kiss her here.
Su Xingyun said quickly, "Don't worry, send Brother Cheng back quickly. Let's continue eating. There are so many dishes, we can't waste them."
Jiang Lin told Cheng Rushan that she would go back first. He nodded and stood up steadily. He took Jiang Lin's bag and held her hand. Then he said goodbye to Su Xingyun and Zhang Shaopeng.
He didn't look drunk at all, but his whole temperament had changed.
Seeing that he was smiling so charmingly, without the restraint and coldness he had shown before, the two knew that Director Cheng was really drunk.
We are all old friends and know each other.
Jiang Lin wanted to support him, but Cheng Rushan didn't need to. Instead, he put his arm around her waist to protect her, "I'm not drunk. Don't worry."
When they arrived at the jeep, Cheng Rushan opened the passenger door for Jiang Lin and let her get in.
Jiang Lin: "You get on, I'll drive."
They had already agreed not to drink and drive, and even Dai Guohua, Fang Chengguang and others abided by this rule, so naturally he could not break it.
Cheng Rushan nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, my wife."
He got in the car and sat there with his eyelashes drooped, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jiang Lin looked at him for a moment and said that she was not drunk and had forgotten to put on her seat belt. She leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt and was about to leave when he suddenly hugged her on his lap and then gave her a hot kiss.
Jiang Lin finally extricated herself, quickly closed the car door, got in from the other side and started the car.
Cheng Rushan just sat there obediently.
When they arrived at a large intersection, Jiang Lin stopped the car and waited for the red light.
She turned her head to look at Cheng Rushan. He had actually been looking at her. His eyes were moving, but his gaze was a little blurry and his movements were a little slow.
Jiang Lin said softly: "Be good, we'll be home soon."
Cheng Rushan leaned over, hugged her and kissed her aggressively.
"Light, light..." Jiang Lin's lips were numb from his kiss, so she quickly shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator to speed up.
Who knew that when we turned into the dimly lit alley, Cheng Rushan suddenly grabbed the steering wheel and pulled the car to the side of the road in a few seconds, "Linlin, stop the car."
Jiang Lin: "!!!" What are you doing? She stepped on the brakes quickly. Cheng Rushan had already put the car in neutral and pulled the handbrake to turn off the engine. He drove smoothly and didn't look drunk at all.
"Cheng Rushan, let's go home, we're almost home." Jiang Lin was so nervous, how dare you have sex in the car here, you are so shameless!
Seeing that her eyes were wide with fear, Cheng Rushan laughed and directly carried her from the driver's seat to his lap.
Jiang Lin put her hand on his chest and threatened: "Cheng Rushan, Director Cheng, you still remember who you are. We are not ordinary people now. We need to save our dignity and pay attention to the impact."
Cheng Rushan kissed her, "I don't want face, I want you."
Jiang Lin: "Let's go home, go home."
He still didn't let go, locked her in his arms, bit her ear, "Will you go home and listen to me?"
Jiang Lin had no time to think about anything else. The most important thing was to coax the drunk man back home.
Thus, the respectable Dean Jiang fell into the mouth of the shameless Director Cheng, and the night became long and slow.
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