Chapter Twenty-Six: Difficult Decisions
If Wang Guohua escaped into the bathroom, then Yan Jiayu had the same mentality. Yan Jiayu didn't come in to take a bath, nor did she come in conveniently, Yan Jiayu, who was sitting on the toilet, covered her face with her hands, didn't cry, only endless shyness. Shame on you! What a shame! The performance just now has lost all the reserved women of more than 20 years.
When people have a separate space, they will show their true mentality more, and Yan Jiayu, who closes the door at this moment, is like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand. In this square inch of land, Yan Jiayu completely let go of all the truths in her heart. I have to admit that I'm finished, yes! It's over! When the little ghost outside restrained **, he was very disappointed. There was no resistance to the attraction of that little ghost.
The only thing Yan Jiayu was relieved about was that the shamelessness of the little ghost outside was still overestimated.
Time is like a bitch who is refusing to welcome the lady, and the slow delay refuses to reach six o'clock. Wang Guohua in the room was dressed neatly, opened the curtains and looked at the still rampant outside, this dog's summer!
Babble! The sound of the bathroom door opening softly is similar to the moans of a woman in the process of bearing it. Wang Guohua, whose resistance was almost consumed, didn't dare to look back, and he knew one thing very well, if Yan Jiayu who came out of it was exposed, today's dinner would definitely have to be postponed for a long time.
"In the evening, I'm in for a treat! What do you want to eat? Wang Guohua said to the window, and Yan Jiayu, who had returned to normal, said lightly: "Forget it, I have no appetite!" I also have to go to the hospital to see my aunt. ”
Yan Jiayu emphasized the tone of the word aunt, hoping to arouse Wang Guohua's attention. Obviously, in the current state, the uncle is Yan Youguang and Yan Jiayu's last hole card. It is true that this is not news in the county party committee, but Wang Guohua seems to have no idea, and Yan Jiayu feels that it is necessary to let him know that he may be able to change something.
Yes, Yan Jiayu, who has returned to normalcy, still holds hope, since his own conditions are not enough to impress him, then use other means.
"Auntie? What does your uncle do? Yan Jiayu heard such a sentence as she wished, Wang Guohua just instinctively asked, Yan Jiayu gently breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Yan Youguang, Minister of Organization of the Prefectural Party Committee, should my uncle be in the hospital, let's go and see together?" ”
Wang Guohua turned his head abruptly, his eyes stayed on Yan Jiayu in surprise for a few seconds, his tone became a little unfamiliar, and said, "Forget it, I'm not going to join in the fun." ”
Although the last glimmer of hope was dashed, Yan Jiayu did not feel disappointed in her heart, but felt an unprecedented relief. After hesitating for a moment, Yan Jiayu, who couldn't tell her mentality at the moment, continued: "Forget it, I won't go either, no one in the ward will be able to stand, just make a phone call and answer it." ”
Wang Guohua, who has enough social experience, did see through Yan Jiayu's tricks at a glance, but Wang Guohua did not mean to despise Yan Jiayu. Most of the time, women can be forgiven for making mistakes, as long as they don't touch the bottom line, Wang Guohua has always thought so.
Wang Guohua smiled noncommittally and waited patiently. Yan Jiayu's emotions that had just eased up began to sway again, can this little ghost not be so calm? The old lady is already very ashamed, and she has lost all her life at once.
Yan Jiayu actually has an uncle who is the head of the organization department of the local party committee, and this news really shocked Wang Guohua. But it's just that Wang Guohua's plan didn't have anything to do with Yan Youguang. It is true that after Yan Jiayu broke the news, Wang Guohua completely broke the idea of eating and wiping clean without being responsible. Even if it is next to the big tree of Zeng Zeguang, with the current situation, it is definitely a matter of minutes for Yan Youguang to clean himself up, but it is still a consequence of being politically put to death.
Yan Jiayu regretted it when his eyes staggered, and in an instant, Wang Guohua's emotions were not obvious, Yan Jiayu was still sensitive to the changes and deliberately kept a distance. Yan Jiayu felt the frustration of painting a tiger and not becoming an anti-dog.
"Tomorrow night, can you still go?" Yan Jiayu lowered her head a little ashamedly, and suddenly felt that she was a little vulgar. What do you have to show off your uncle? There is a big gap between Yan Jiayu's understanding and Wang Guohua's understanding, in Yan Jiayu's view, Wang Guohua's sense of distance comes from the pride of a pretentious young man. In fact, Wang Guohua's idea is very simple, this woman can't be touched casually, if you can't provoke it, you should hide.
Overall, it's a collision of idealism and realism!
"I will do what I promised!" Wang Guohua replied very simply, and Yan Jiayu felt a little relieved.
"I'd better go to the hospital!" Yan Jiayu, who felt that she had messed things up, finally chose to leave temporarily, and when Wang Guohua stood at the door with a polite smile and opened the door, Yan Jiayu felt like she had been pricked with a needle a few times in her heart.
Call! Wang Guohua, who breathed a long sigh of relief, was a little sparse, and his reborn self seemed to flow with time, and most of the components of the surname were gradually returning to their original tracks. How so? It's Wang Guohua who thinks he's too pure! Purity is really not fun, not fun at all.
Dinner was served at a food stall inside, and one person ordered two dishes and a small barrel of draft beer. Drinking cold draft beer bare-chested in the afterglow of summer is really unpleasant. After returning to the hotel to take a shower, I fell asleep, and it was already 10 o'clock in the morning when I woke up.
It cost nearly 1,000 yuan to go out, Wang Guohua bought himself two outfits, returned to the hotel and changed them in the mirror, and posed a few postures of scratching his bag. Sure enough, people rely on clothes, and Wang Guohua feels that he is a lot more handsome.
Yan Jiayu didn't take the initiative to contact for the time being, and Wang Guohua, who had nothing to do, went into a game hall, scratched his bag and bought fifty yuan of game coins, and soaked in the game hall for an afternoon. The owner of the game store was very polite to this big customer, making tea and handing out cigarettes. Then he smiled and watched Wang Guohua turn fifty yuan into money in the boss's pocket on the mahjong machine. The boss is very happy, Wang Guohua's mood is not bad, I think I was envious when I stood at the door of the game hall and watched others play, this would be all made up.
Under the reluctant gaze of the owner of the game hall, Wang Guohua went out with a satchel on his back. Just as I was about to go to one of the food stalls for a meal, the phone rang.
"Where? I'm driving to pick you up? Yan Jiayu's voice was a little strange, Wang Guohua reported the address, standing lazily on the side of the street, watching the pedestrians hurrying, watching the streets gradually increase in the afterglow, and the girls and daughters-in-law in cool clothes twisted their waists and passed in front of them.
The person who invited the guest was called Zhu Xiaoping, and the place of the invitation was actually the restaurant hall of the Shancheng Hotel. Zhu Xiaoping went to Australia just after graduating from high school, and an uncle who did not come back after going abroad as one of the first batch of international students in the 80s opened a Chinese restaurant in Australia. Zhu Xiaoping went to Australia to study, but in fact he went to help his uncle run a restaurant.
At this stage, the income abroad is indeed higher than that at home, but the mental pressure is not small. When he came back from this trip, Zhu Xiaoping had a little intention of returning to his hometown, and at the same time planned to solve his personal problems. Zhu Xiaoping's target was naturally Yan Jiayu, who had been in love with him, and when he learned that Yan Jiayu had become a widow abroad, Zhu Xiaoping had the urge to come back. As a result, I wrote several letters and encountered a stone in the sea.
Zhu Xiaoping really wanted to see what reason Yan Jiayu had to ignore him. If Zhu Xiaoping only had inferiority complex for Yan Jiayu before going abroad, then Zhu Xiaoping now thinks that he has enough capital to look down on Yan Jiayu. How do you say that? Zhu Xiaoping now considers himself a foreigner. After so many years of hard work abroad, isn't it just looking forward to such a day?
Standing at the door of the restaurant, Zhu Xiaolin looked down at the clothes on his body and didn't find anything wrong. Raising his chin slightly, with a smile that he had practiced professionally, Zhu Xiaoping looked forward to the moment when the woman appeared in his sight.
After the car was well in the parking lot, Yan Jiayu did not go to the restaurant immediately, but asked Wang Guohua to open the door of the room, and then closed Wang Guohua out of the door very unceremoniously.
After a day of calmness, Yan Jiayu looked normal, and seemed to have resumed Sister Yan's identity. Wang Guohua, who was leaning on the door and smoking a cigarette, waited helplessly, and a passing waiter covered his mouth and left with a smile. Obviously, another misunderstanding.
The door finally opened, and Yan Jiayu, who had changed her outfit, stood inside the door, smiling slightly, and instantly full of charm. This is a short suspender dress that Wang Guohua seems to be a bit old, the color is black, and the material should be silk. The skirt is half of the thigh, and the black color sets off Yan Jiayu's pink skin to the greatest extent. Frankly, this skirt can be worn as pajamas!
Yan Jiayu beckoned, Wang Guohua walked into the room silently, Yan Jiayu, who looked like a girl, turned her head sideways and asked with a smile: "How is this body?" ”
Wang Guohua decided to tell the truth, nodded and said, "It's very good, it's very surname." However, I suggest you go out in a different outfit, this outfit should only belong to the man you love. ”
"Hee-hee!" Yan Jiayu proudly raised her chin and raised her arms and swayed as she twisted her body, in fact, Yan Jiayu knew very well that her back was more lethal after wearing this one. Yan Jiayu at this moment and Yan Jiayu at the moment are completely two people. From simple to glamorous, Yan Jiayu's role has changed very successfully.
Wang Guohua swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and when he tried to soothe the hormones that were constantly secreted by the male surname, Yan Jiayu smiled like a thief after he succeeded, and slipped into the bathroom.
Yan Jiayu, who came out again, changed her outfit again, a white floral dress with a very ordinary style.
"Wait a minute, I'll take a shower and change my clothes!" Wang Guohua dropped a sentence and fled into the bathroom.
"Want to run? It's late, and the old lady has already decided to let it go. Yan Jiayu gritted her teeth and whispered.