Text: Chapter 25
The first thing Su Wanyun did when she returned was always looking for Su Xiaolou, if there was no him in the living room, she would definitely push his room open. Seeing him wearing headphones and doing his homework seriously on the table, it didn't bother him.
At the end, a fragrant fried rice with shredded vegetables and meat was delivered to him.
Su Xiaolou took off the headphones and couldn't help but move his index fingers, he was also a little hungry, so he couldn't wait to take a bite and said, "Sister, when did you come back?" β
"I just came back, and there was a car accident there on Willow Street. It was blocked, and it was not easy to turn around and drive the car out. β
"Oh. It's so delicious, don't you eat it? β
"Sister ate at work. Eat slowly, don't swallow, I'll pour you a glass of water. β
She put down the glass of water and pulled an unfinished book from the bookshelf, Chen Ping's portfolio, a woman's dreams and love in the Sahara Desert.
"How does it feel to learn?" She lay down on the bed and turned on the lamp next to her.
"It's okay." He said that he never thought that the two of them had reached the point where they had nothing to say, and they didn't have the freedom to speak as they used to be.
He couldn't hear the other party's voice, so that sometimes he felt that Su Wanyun was very strange, has she changed, yes, she has changed, people will change with the passage of time.
"Sanmao is a strong woman." She said suddenly.
Su Xiaolou was stunned, he wanted to say: No matter how strong you are, there will always be a day when the torture of fate will collapse.
However, he still didn't say it after all.
"Well, Sanmao is indeed an admirable woman."
"I also want to go to the Sahara Desert when I have the chance. What do you think, will you accompany your sister? β
Su Wanyun is not a sentimental person, and she is definitely not a person who does what she says on a whim.
"Me? When you get married, will you still think of me? As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xiaolou regretted it.
She stopped her gaze and thoughts on the book and fell silent. She stood up and walked out.
She was twenty-four years old, and one day, she would marry another man and become someone else's family. And he was not only an outsider at that time.
This topic was very sad, and Su Xiaolou sighed.
The Preface Xuan Tea House next to the City Hall Square, Table 10 on the second floor. Su Xiaolou and Busheng borrowed a very high-end suit, the two of them were about the same figure, but they also fit. The childishness on his face has also taken off a lot, and he has made an old-fashioned head style, looking more mature. He didn't want to make his meeting with Jia Jixuan a joke because he was young.
The outside world is exciting, if you are the one in charge.
The good-looking waitress served a pot of tea, the charcoal fire was very strong, and the water was boiling. The tea leaves like fine needles unfold very quickly in the boiling water, and the faint fragrance spreads out, looking at the leaves, it seems to have life.
Jia Jixuan is very handsome, even more handsome and attractive than Zhang Yu with a star face, especially at his age of thirty. This was his first impression of Su Xiaolou.
And Su Xiaolou gave Jia Jixuan the feeling that he seemed to be a middle-aged man who had gone through vicissitudes. But when you see his immature face, it feels weird.
In strangeness, it is just human instinct to look at it.
He sat down, and Su Xiaolou poured him a cup of tea. He pulled the photo out of his suit.
"This is the cloud tea produced in southern Xinjiang, and the taste is long and long."
"I don't know about tea." He's straightforward.
Su Xiaolou nodded and said, "Mayor Jia, then let's get down to business." β
"You must be about to forget the fire in Xiaoninghe."
Jia Jixuan was silent for a moment, lifted it up on the table, lit a cigarette, and leaned back in his chair.
"You're threatening me."
He must have known the person in the photo, otherwise he wouldn't have said that.
Su Xiaolou smiled faintly and replied, "Su Mingchao is my father." β
As soon as the words fell, Jia Jixuan's face became very exciting, and he said in a deep voice: "I thought we had reached an agreement." β
"You're mistaken." Su Xiaolou stood up and put on the jacket of his suit, "I'm not interested in threatening you." There was a videotape of the fire case three years ago, and this videotape accidentally fell into the hands of Secretary Jiang. I'm just giving you a heads-up, it's very lethal. You know, it's going to make it hard for anyone. β
"Settle the bill, it costs so much money to drink two glasses of water in this place." Su Xiaolou shook his head and left.
Waiting for him to come back from the shock, there was no longer Su Xiaolou.
"Checkout."
The waitress came over and said respectfully, "Two thousand four hundred and sixty dollars." β
"What?" Jia Jixuan, who was drinking tea, was choked, "Robbery, two cups of broken water." β
The waitress was not afraid of the angry Jia Jixuan, but showed a little contemptuous expression, and patiently explained: "The annual output of Yunwu tea in southern Xinjiang is only 2.6 kilograms, and the gentleman just now has the only little stock left in our store. β
The corners of Jia Jixuan's mouth twitched, and the taste was long and long...... Seeing the eyes of the guests around him, he is also a mayor, if he wants to pass on the debt to the city government here, where will his face go.
"Can I swipe my card?" He said angrily that he felt that he had been cheated out of internal injuries, and a month's salary.
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After pit Jia Jixuan, Su Xiaolou felt quite comfortable. He would not be naΓ―ve to think that the forces behind Jia Jixuan would completely solve this matter, they would definitely sweep away all factors that could involve themselves, and the lives of others would not be considered. What Su Xiaolou needs is that it is enough to hold Jiang Chengyi back, so that he has enough time and space for the next step.
The people who saved the Su Ming Dynasty were no longer in Qianshan, or even in Southern Su. He had to go to Dong Viet Province, and the time was almost up. The upcoming Labor Day holiday will prevent him from skipping classes again, but what excuse should he use to go to East Vietnam?
The thought of it gave him a headache.
"Su Xiaolou." A familiar voice.
He sighed, it could have happened. I had to walk into a clothing store, Xia Qiuxia was looking at clothes, and the prosperous begonias in the night market were still very lively.
"Teacher Xia." He said curtly.
She kept a straight face: "Why are you still hanging out so late?" β
"I went to a relative's house and was getting ready to go home." However, seeing her unhappy expression, she hurriedly said, "If you don't believe it, you can call my sister and ask me." β
Xia Qiuxia stared at him for a long time, perhaps because he was wearing a suit, and felt that there was no sign of fraud before letting him go.
"Qiuxia, let's see how this dress is." A female voice.
is the female teacher who has a very close relationship with Xia Qiuxia, named He Lan, who teaches geography. Although she is a little short, she is still quite beautiful, a floral dress, she turned around in front of the mirror, admired it carefully, and was very satisfied.
Maybe the clothes were too revealing, she frowned and said, "Not good." β
"What's wrong, I think it's pretty good!" Xia Lan is still immersed in her own world.
"As a teacher, how can you dress like this."
He Lan smiled and said, "You are old-fashioned, and you don't wear it to school." β
"Whatever you want." Xia Qiuxia didn't bother to say it, anyway, she didn't think it was good. I sat in the lounge area and read the magazine.
It is estimated that he saw Su Xiaolou in a formal suit walking beside him, and he didn't walk either, he was entangled. He asked, "Who are you?" β
"Teacher Xia's student." He said helplessly.
She looked at Su Xiaolou for a long time, stretched out her second thumb and circled around him, and said in surprise: "I remember." Are you that...... What the...... Oh, by the way, last time Qiuxia sprained her foot, you come to return the key. β
He nodded.
"It's pretty handsome in a little suit." After saying that, he pinched his face. It made him a little embarrassed.
She had taken the wrong medicine, and she was excited. When he smelled the strong smell of wine, he suddenly drank wine, otherwise He Lan, who usually had a very similar personality to Xia Qiuxia, would not have made such a move.
"Come here, let's see if the teacher looks beautiful in this dress?" As he spoke, he dragged him to another clothing area.
It turned out to be the underwear area, and Su Xiaolou had a black line on his face. He Lan also took one and gestured at him, Su Xiaolou was scared, and fled without looking back, leaving her alone to talk to herself. The shopping guide next to him couldn't help but smile.
When Xia Lan was satisfied with trying on clothes and buying many pieces, she left the clothing store. Unexpectedly, he took out a bottle of Red Star Erguotou from his handbag, and poured two sips, just like drinking mineral water, his face was not red, and he was not panting. Su Xiaolou is a little convinced, you can't underestimate women, can you drink these two pots like this.
Xia Qiuxia snatched her wine and threw it in the trash. He Lan was stunned, her eyes began to blur, and it was estimated that the strength of the wine had come up.
"You look at her, I'll drive over."
PS: This book will be suspended for a month.
I've been thinking about this book for a long time, I've always been a person who has a beginning and an end, and although I don't read this book, I'll finish it as originally planned. The main reason for stopping the shift for a month is that he has changed from a soy sauce maker to a manager in the unit, and he has to deal with the inspection of the higher departments, and he has to sort out many things, and he still has to go to the party school to study for a month, and the time is too tight. So let's stop for a month. The plot will gradually develop in the direction of official career, and part of the plot is based on real events.