Chapter 651 The Storm Rises Again 9

1.

In the spring, he received a phone call from Qian Jin before school in the afternoon, and Qian Jin did not tell the spring what to do in Liujiashan Primary School in the phone, but only told the spring to let the deputy director of the Education Office Sun go to Liujiashan Primary School to do an investigation. This person has never had much to do in the spring, and the leader will do whatever he wants, and some things will be annoyed by the leader if they are too detailed, and this truth is understood in the spring.

Since joining the work, this kind of "grasping idleness" thing is often done in the spring. In the eyes of the school leaders, the art classes taught in the spring belong to the dispensable coursework, and they can not be attended, so as long as there is a temporary job in the school, these leaders will habitually think of the spring, first, because the spring homework burden is light, the second is the spring is the school committee cadre, and the third is that the spring ability to handle things is not bad, and many things can be taken care of, and these leaders can rest assured that the spring is released.

Slowly, I actually fell in love with this kind of temporary work in the spring, especially when I went out to do this kind of business trip during official working hours, which was very pleasant to "steal half a day of leisure". Because of this, Spring didn't take the work that Qian Jin temporarily arranged today to heart, let alone expect that this matter would be related to Feng Shu.

2.

Nothing to say for a night.

At seven o'clock the next morning, after having breakfast, I rode my motorcycle to the education office early. General Tie of the office guarded the door, and Deputy Director Sun didn't seem to have come yet, so he had to wait patiently at the door of the Education Office in the spring.

At seven o'clock in the morning of September, the sun had already risen, but the compound of Toyama Middle School was still silent, and the teachers had been busy for a week, and most of them liked to sleep in on the weekends, and no one would be willing to wake up early. In the huge campus, except for two retired teachers who got up early to walk in the playground, there were only birds chirping happily all over the campus.

Spring lit a cigarette and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle and smoked slowly, just when he was a little bored, Feng Shu suddenly stopped seven or eight meters away from Spring on his motorcycle.

Feng Shu's eyelids were swollen, his eyes were red, and his face was tired. It's no wonder that Feng Shu almost didn't sleep last night, and all he was thinking about in his mind was about his lover Qu Aiying and Sui Chang.

In fact, since school ended yesterday afternoon, Feng Shu's heart has been in a state of anxiety, hoping to receive a call or pager from Qu Aiying, but also worried that he will be harassed by Qu Aiying.

However, Feng Shu waited from school in the afternoon until sunset, from twilight to night, and Feng Shu still did not wait for any news from Qu Aiying. Feng Shu is already a person who is used to waiting for his lover Qu Aiying to summon him in the evening or on weekends, and this kind of situation where no one disturbs or pays attention to this kind of situation, Feng Shu is really a little uncomfortable.

In this way, Feng Shu waited in a tangled situation, and at the same time was tormented by the affairs of Qu Aiying and Sui Chang, and he didn't sleep well all night.

Originally, Feng Shu didn't want to get up early, he also wanted to sleep well. However, yesterday, when Feng Shu went home to visit Liu Shuzhen after a meeting at the Education Office, Feng Shu's father, Feng Changxi, told Feng Shu that he wanted to take advantage of the weekend time to go home and arrange the autumn harvest and autumn planting, so that Feng Shu could spare a day to come back and take care of Liu Shuzhen anyway.

Feng Shu knew that the old man had always remembered the crops in the field, and the crops were the lives of the farmers, and now it was the busy season of the autumn harvest, and it was the season when the villagers were going to collect peanuts, soybeans and corn at home.

In desperation, Feng Shu had no choice but to agree. Feng Shu rushed back early this morning in order to replace his father Feng Changxi and go home, let the old man go back to his hometown, and arrange the autumn harvest and autumn planting with his neighbors, so that he can come back to take care of Liu Shuzhen with peace of mind.

3.

"Xiaochun, where are you sitting alone, what are you doing?" Feng Shu shouted from afar.

"Huh, brother, where have you been this morning?" Spring got up from the back seat of the motorcycle and walked towards Feng Shu with his legs raised.

"Oh, I just got back from school... What are you?" Feng Shu asked again.

"Alas!" Spring sighed, "Don't say it, isn't this caught by Principal Qian again, saying that I asked me to assist Deputy Director Sun to go to Liujiashan Primary School to conduct an investigation... Alas, you said that you can't go home on the big weekend to help with the autumn harvest..."

Spring muttered as he took out a cigarette and handed it to Feng Shu, who was slightly stunned with the cigarette.

"Go to Liujiashan Primary School to investigate, what to investigate?" A certain nerve in Feng Shu's heart was suddenly stirred, and he suddenly realized that this matter might be related to Qu Aiying and Sui Chang.

"I don't know..." Spring scratched his head, "Yesterday, Principal Qian informed me by phone, saying that I should go to the Education Office early in the morning to find Deputy Director Sun, but he didn't say anything specific, and I didn't ask..."

"Oh!" Feng Shu replied absentmindedly, his eyes fluttering, and he was still wondering if the spring and Deputy Director Sun went to Liujiashan Primary School for Qu Aiying and Sui Chang.

At this moment, Deputy Director Sun walked over with a briefcase under his arm, picking his teeth and burping.

"Old Feng, where did you go so early?" asked Deputy Director Sun with a grin.

"I don't want to send my father back to my hometown, the autumn harvest is over, and the old man remembers the crops in the field... By the way, Director Sun, what are you going to do here? You can't rest on the big weekend..." Feng Shu was also smiling all over his face.

"Alas, isn't it Sui Chang's broken 'gas canister' that made trouble?" Deputy Director Sun shook his head helplessly, "I can't get a little peace on the big weekend, and I have to get up early to drill into the mountains, alas, it's hard work!"

"That's, that's, this old Sui isn't worry-free at all..." Feng Shu's mouth was busy responding, but his heart was churning sharply.

As the saying goes, "the speaker has no intention of listening, and the listener has a heart", Deputy Director Sun's unintentional words set off waves in Feng Shu's heart, and a new plan has slowly formed in Feng Shu's mind.