Chapter 269

Lu Lu Qiao thought again about the things Little Little Cangcang had told her.

She really hadn't expected Lin Lin Junfeng to be such a romantic.

Human affection always had two sides.

Being heartless to you didn't mean he was heartless to her (him).

There was no way to explain this.

However, these two were quite malicious, and Haiyun's personality should be similar to Yu Rui's, so she was the one who suffered.

Just think, if she hadn't been hurt too deeply, how could she not even step foot in her son's house?

Lu Lu Qiao put on her clothes, preparing to go to work; this was a tracksuit she had bought at the trade fair.

It was a thin material, dark blue, and very comfortable to wear.

However, because of the trade fair Lu Lu Qiao had facilitated, many people were wearing such tracksuits now.

Lu Lu Qiao discovered an interesting phenomenon: people in this era weren't afraid of wearing the same clothes; not only were they not afraid, they especially liked to flock to buy the same style.

Lu Lu Qiao didn't really care.

Anyway, she looked good in whatever she wore!

When she went to work in the afternoon, Sister Hua and the others also told Lu Lu Qiao about Wei Wei Sixin coming to find her.

Clearly, Sister Hua also knew a lot of inside information and warned Lu Lu Qiao not to agree to go to Lin Lin Junfeng's house.

Lu Lu Qiao nodded; she certainly wouldn't go.

But she wouldn't hide either.

She didn't go to the food factory; Master Kong there seemed to be on the verge of success.

She needed to organize her recent work properly.

She also had to write a notice for Sister Hua to post on her desk.

The main content of the notice was the various regulations that had to be followed.

Lu Lu Qiao looked at a piece of paper on the wall; it was a bit old, and the paper had turned yellow. Just then, Old Hu passed by and, seeing Lu Lu Qiao looking at the "Work Regulations for Neighborhood Office Staff" posted on the wall, said casually, "You're not going to the food factory this afternoon, right?"

Lu Lu Qiao: "No, I need to organize my recent work."

Old Hu nodded and said, "While you're at it, rewrite these work regulations."

Lu Lu Qiao agreed.

She went to Sister Tong's place to get some white paper.

There were no printers now; everything relied on hand-copying.

So people with good penmanship were really in high demand.

Just as she was about to write, a woman entered the main office and walked straight toward Lu Lu Qiao.

Sister Lu Qiao was startled, thinking it was Deputy Director Wei.

She didn't expect it to be Song Song Jianfeng's mother; everyone called her Auntie Song.

When Auntie Song saw Lu Lu Qiao, her eyes lit up, and she reached out to grab Lu Lu Qiao's hand, but Lu Lu Qiao skillfully avoided it. However, she didn't make her lose face; instead, she pulled over a chair and let her sit down, saying gently, "Look at you, covered in sweat. Sit down and rest for a moment before you speak."

Auntie Song looked at Lu Lu Qiao and pleaded, "I heard you were in the same class as Shi Dong Xiangqin and even sat at the same desk. Lu Qiao, help Auntie, and help your Brother Ding, and get Dong Xiangqin to make up with him.

My son said the wrong thing and regrets it, and his thinking was wrong too. I... I don't need them to take care of me, and I don't need them to serve me. My body can do anything; why would I need them to take care of me? If they think I'm an eyesore, I can move out."

Lu Lu Qiao said resolutely, "No. Since Shi Dong Xiangqin herself has decided to break up with Song Song Jianfeng, even her parents cannot interfere with her decision without principles, let alone us."

Auntie Song didn't expect Lu Lu Qiao to refuse so decisively. Her mouth moved, and she said, "They say it's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage. They've been together for a year and were about to get married. To break up just like that, my son can't accept it."

Lu Lu Qiao said gently, "Auntie Song, Song Song Jianfeng is very filial to you. All the cadres in our main office can see this clearly, and we are also moved by this. But Shi Dong Xiangqin chose to break up with him, and we can only express our regret.

Our country has always advocated freedom of marriage, and the same goes for dating. If young people get along, they stay together; if they don't, they break up. This is normal. As elders, you can advise and give suggestions, but you cannot interfere without principles.

In your family's current situation, as an elder, you should advise your son to be calm and rational. Besides, there are plenty of fish in the sea; why are you so hung up on this, Auntie Song? Maybe the next one will be better. Alright, Auntie Song, I have a lot of work to do today, so I can't keep you company."

Lu Lu Qiao smiled politely at Auntie Song and began copying the neighborhood office work regulations.

Lu Lu Qiao sat there, her features delicate, her head lowered, her grip on the pen graceful. At this moment, she seemed to be in a world of her own, and no one could disturb her.

But these things weren't important; what was important was the indescribable temperament that created a sense of distance.

And this sudden sense of distance made Auntie Song open her mouth, but she didn't dare speak to her anymore.

Deputy Director Huang happened to come over to discuss something, frowned when she saw Auntie Song, and then pulled her away.

As she walked, she said, "Does your son know you came to the neighborhood office to find us? I advise you, it's best to interfere less in young people's affairs. Don't you know that the more elders interfere, the messier things get?"

That was the work of the neighborhood office.

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflicts, neighborhood disputes; with tens of thousands of people, a single word, a needle, or a spoonful of vinegar could cause a conflict.

She had seen many like Auntie Song.

The people in the office didn't even bat an eye.

Deputy Director Huang sent her away.

Some people were worth helping, but some people you couldn't help; if you reached out, you might very well harm someone else.

However, after sending her away, Deputy Director Huang came back and said to Lu Lu Qiao, laughing and crying, "What 'plenty of fish in the sea,' what 'the next one will be better'? Where did you hear these things? Don't say these things to the masses in the future, do you hear me?"

Lu Lu Qiao laughed. "Understood."

Lu Lu Qiao quickly finished copying the neighborhood office work regulations, six pages in total, and posted them neatly on the wall of the main office.

Next, Lu Lu Qiao prepared to organize her work plan.

She didn't expect a gentle voice to ask softly at the door, "Hello, sorry to bother you. I'd like to ask, is Comrade Lu Lu Qiao here?"

The voice was very pleasant, and one could imagine that the owner of the voice should also be very gentle.

Everyone looked toward the door.

It was rare to see someone knock and ask so politely.

After all, the door to the main office was open.

People could come and go as they pleased.

Whether they were coming to register for marriage or crying and shouting to resolve disputes, few stood at the door knocking and asking in a gentle voice.

This voice naturally brought people a sense of goodwill.

Deputy Director Huang was stunned for a moment, then spoke enthusiastically, "Oh my, it's Deputy Director Wei. Why knock? You're so polite. Come in, come in."

Then Deputy Director Huang glanced obscurely at Lu Lu Qiao and went out to greet her.

Lu Lu Qiao saw a young woman at the door with a round face, phoenix eyes, and hair cut to ear-length.

Many women in this era liked to have their hair cut to ear-length.

But this hairstyle was a test of one's face shape.

However, it suited Wei Wei Sixin very well.

She was already beautiful, and this hairstyle made her look even more gentle, but within that gentleness, there was a hint of capability.