Chapter 182 This is a lie (5th update)
"I will also talk to Comrade Hongye about the files and household registration, and try to get it done as soon as possible. There is no work in the fields now, so Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang can go to Kyoto for a walk and see their daughter's living and working environment with their own eyes, so that they can really put their minds at ease." He suggested sincerely.
An Zhixia thought about it, "Uncle Fang, Aunt Fang, and sister-in-law, will they think that my brother doesn't care about them? Besides, Uncle and Aunt have never been far away, so we are worried."
"No, they are very reasonable. They must think that it's not easy for you to ask for leave since you just started working. We are all family, and it would seem strange if we care too much. After we buy the tickets, I'll ask Uncle Fang to send you a telegram."
"Well, thank you, Brother Yuan," she said with a smile. It just so happened that the Baifu State-Owned Restaurant had just started to improve. If her brother left for a few days, the improvement would soon fade away, and they would have to find another way to recover. And with Jing Xiaosheng here, the Fang family should be able to arrive in Kyoto smoothly.
"By the way, you must tell Uncle Fangfang well. When we came here, we encountered a gang that steals and kidnaps children. Tell them to be more alert on the road, prepare some chili peppers, and take turns to rest." An Zhixia recalled the thrilling moment, her heart still beating fast with a strong sense of fear.
"Okay," Fang Yuan responded, "Were you scared at that time?"
"Well, I'm afraid they will stab my brother and Mr. Yang."
Fang Yuan sighed slightly, "I have something happy to tell you. After many investigations and evidence collection, Cui Tianhao and Qi Yunlan were indeed involved in the theft and trafficking of women and children. They have been sent to the Jiangzhou Province Labor Reform Farm. They will not be able to get out for at least ten years."
An Zhixia couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips, "They deserve it! They have a good life, but they have to fight with me just for a mouthful of disgust. Is it worth it? Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have to go to the department store to buy some things and ask my friends to take them back to Hetang Village.
Brother Yuan, is there anything you need me to bring?"
"No, hurry up and buy it and go home. Don't be too late. Be careful when you are alone outside," he reminded.
An Zhixia responded and said goodbye.
Fang Yuan laughed softly: "Xia Xia, goodbye!"
When An Zhixia was shopping in the department store, his four words with a hook kept echoing in her mind. She must have reached the psychological age to carry out the great task of human reproduction and could not stand being teased by others.
After handing over the two sacks of loot to Jing Xiaosheng, whose smile had fallen, she hummed a song and walked lightly around the house, tapping, double-tapping, dancing the waltz with her arms around the air.
"Why are you so happy?" An Zhiqiu leaned against the door with his arms crossed and watched for a long time. He couldn't help laughing out loud, "Can you share it with me?"
An Zhixia immediately stopped, took the cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Her face turned red and she said angrily, "I'm not happy at all, I'm mad as hell!"
As she spoke, she began to recreate what happened in the Yongyi Performance Troupe with her brother, "I was saying, when my sister-in-law led the group to perform in Kyoto, she encountered so many bad things. If Director Shu was a good person, would he let my sister-in-law and the others be bullied? And when negotiating the price, Director Shu also played a lot of tricks.
Even if such a person has enough benefits, she still can't help being greedy. But I didn't expect her to be so vicious. Ah, so many of my programs have been wasted!"
An Zhiqiu was also very angry and scared after hearing this, "I don't know how many lesbians have suffered. This is something that ruins a person's happiness for a lifetime! They are so heartless! Is there no one who can do anything about it?"
"This cancer has existed for too long, and now it has become a big problem. Who can control it? Who can control it?" An Zhixia said, shaking his head. "At least we can't cut it off in public and let the stench be exposed to everyone."
"Do you have an idea?" An Zhiqiu's eyes lit up and he looked at the girl eagerly.
She shrugged. "Not yet. We'll have to think about it in the long run. We have to believe that rotten things will eventually disintegrate, and darkness cannot suppress light."
The topic was so heavy that they ate dinner in silence more than usual.
"Xia Xia, did I choose the wrong career?" After washing up, An Zhiqiu lay on the table, pondered for a long time, and asked.
An Zhixia was sewing new bedding on her brother's kang. Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang were going to send their sister-in-law over, and they didn't know if there would be children with her, so she had to prepare more. She worked quickly and beautifully, but she didn't stop thinking about what to buy in the next few days and made a list in the supermarket.
When her brother interrupted her, she realized that he was still immersed in the previous topic, unable to extricate himself from the pain. She couldn't help but ask back with a smile: "Why did my brother say that?"
"In ancient times, Mr. Ban gave up his pen to join the army, and in modern times, Mr. Lu gave up medicine to pursue literature. Do you think I should give up my knife and make some contributions to society?"
An Zhixia raised her eyebrows, "Brother, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
An Zhiqiu was distracted by her, and the stone pressing on his heart loosened. He raised his mouth and said, "What kind of truth or falsehood can this be?"
"The truth is, brother, you are too stupid. Contributing to society is not restricted by form. As long as you work diligently, it is a kind of contribution. Brother, have you heard of the Engel coefficient? He uses the proportion of food consumption to measure the living conditions of the people in a country and region. What does this show? It means that society is becoming more and more developed, and we must get rid of the small pattern that people rely on food for their daily life.
How can I say that the person who tied the bell should be the one who untied it. If someone is bitten by a poisonous snake, he can still find detoxifying herbs nearby. Similarly, brother, you should continue to be a cook, so that food can not only fill people's stomachs, but also become a kind of happiness and enjoyment, and become an intangible cultural heritage that condenses thousands of years of history in Xiahua and goes out of Xiahua and into the world.
What a lofty and meaningful goal this is!
There are 365 professions, and every profession has its top talents, and every profession can make great contributions to the people. Only when everyone performs their duties can everything develop in an orderly manner. "
An Zhiqiu's blood boiled, as if he, a cook, was responsible for the rise and fall of the nation. "Can I, can I do it?"
An Zhixia rolled her eyes at him, "Brother, you can't even do what you are good at. If you give up the sword and take up writing, can you write amazing and unparalleled articles? If you give up the sword and take up the military, can you get rid of one stubborn tumor after another?"
"Little girl, speak properly!"
"Brother, I support all your decisions. Come on!" She smiled and said sincerely. When An Zhiqiu was moved, she changed her expression and said expressionlessly, "This is a lie!"
An Zhiqiu was so angry that he slammed the table and said, "Who will take care of this little monster?"
An Zhixia stuck out her tongue at him, "You're the one who can't bear to do that."
He glared at the girl unhappily and said, "I'm not willing to give it up. I'm not willing to give up the dowry that I paid for myself!"
After sleeping for more than half an hour, I got up to write. Shouldn't I be encouraged? O(∩_∩)O Haha~
(End of this chapter)
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