Chapter 113: Minister's Daughter's Invitation

Huang Weiwei insisted on sending me home, and we chatted about everything on the way. Seizing an opportunity, I probed Huang Qishan's plan, first sighing that the New Year is becoming less and less like the New Year, and the feelings between people are becoming more and more indifferent. Even paying New Year's greetings is more polite and less family affection.

Huang Weiwei smiled slightly at my sigh, neither opposing nor agreeing. She looked good driving, her eyes focused on the front, her side profile as smooth as marble, a strand of soft hair obediently covering half of her face.

I said, "Secretary Qishan has an idea, let's go to Guilin for a walk these few days."

She said "Oh" unexpectedly and asked me, "The two of you?"

I said, "Secretary Qishan's meaning, it seems to be you, and Teacher Xue from our township middle school, together."

"Is Teacher Xue a man or a woman?"

"A female teacher."

She said "Oh" again and didn't ask anymore, carefully sliding on the street that still had ice. After passing two intersections, she turned her face and asked me how to go. I pointed to the dimmest place in the city's lights and said, "It's three more intersections away."

She said in surprise, "You live there?"

I nodded and replied, "Yes, people, the most unchoosable thing is their background. Everyone's background is determined by heaven. People, the most uncomplaining thing is also their background. No matter who their parents are, as long as they are the people who give you life, they are the responsibility that a person needs to bear with their life."

She smiled and said, "What philosophical words. Chen Feng, you shouldn't be in officialdom, you should be doing research."

I smiled modestly and said, "My half-bucket level, being a primary school teacher is okay, doing research, I'm afraid it will disgrace research."

The topic was pulled far away, I have to find a way to pull it back. So I turned and said, "I heard that going to Guilin at this time, you can better understand the gift of nature."

"I won't go." Huang Weiwei finally stated, "Huang Qishan came to my house yesterday, and Guo Wei came in the afternoon, and he also said this."

"It's the first day of the New Year, the two of them came, I don't know what it means. It made my mother keep asking me." Huang Weiwei stepped on the brake slightly, my body tilted forward involuntarily, and I hurriedly grabbed the handle on the top of my head.

"Why don't you go pay New Year's greetings? You are also a grassroots cadre, my father is also your leader." Huang Weiwei said with a pursed smile, "You think I don't understand the thoughts of you stinky men."

I deliberately stretched my sleeve to my nose and smelled it, pretending to be infinitely innocent and said, "It doesn't stink."

She giggled and reached out to hit me. At this moment, her innocence was revealed. This little girl is indeed selfless at heart.

"How about this, you come to our house tomorrow. My mother asked about you, I promised her, I must let you sit at home." She enthusiastically issued an invitation, making me unable to turn around.

"What? Don't want to go?" She loosened the accelerator, and the car moved slowly like sliding on water.

"Okay." I agreed decisively. Not because she is a beauty, but because her father is the organization minister. I would rather offend a Bodhisattva than lose the opportunity to get close to a leader. Last time I went to her house, I didn't see Minister Huang Shan. Although Minister Huang also cut the ribbon in Suxi Township, I never had the opportunity to say a word to him.

"That's settled then." She became high-spirited and stepped on the accelerator. The car slid on the road, and the wheels made a sharp friction sound.

"Chen Feng, are you going to Secretary He's house today?" She asked me, calmly.

I didn't answer her question, pointing for her to turn into the small street where I lived.

My house is on a small street, a few sparse street lights, emitting pale yellow light, along the street are houses of different heights, hanging signs of different sizes. This is a corner forgotten by the city, inhabited by the original residents of this city. Fish and dragons are mixed, laborers and peddlers, sellers of pulp, because of historical reasons, no developer dares to take over this hot potato. Today, as the city changes with each passing day, it still maintains the appearance of decades ago, pacing square steps slowly, as if an old gentleman in a thousand-year study, holding a volume of yellow paper, carving the time of years under the dim light.

Every city has its own hard injury! For example, the street where my house is, is the hard injury of Hengyue City. It lies on the face of the city like an ugly knife scar, cannot be hidden, and cannot be erased.

When the car reached the entrance of the small street, I wanted Huang Weiwei to stop and let me get off. The road inside was very narrow, it was not convenient to turn around, and there was no road that could pass through.

I opened the car door, stepped on the solid ground with one foot, and the cold air of the earth penetrated my soles and rushed to my chest. I wrapped my coat and waved for her to go home.

Huang Weiwei didn't move, turned on the headlights to signal me to go first.

I patted her car window and said, "It's too cold, you go back. Thank you for sending me."

Huang Weiwei tilted her head and smiled and said, "Thank me?"

I nodded.

She climbed over and opened the car door and said, "If you thank me, accompany me to talk."

I had to sit up again, the car was heating, very warm.

"It's very late." I said, "You should go back and rest."

"I don't." Her obvious spoiled tone made me unable to adapt.

"Tell me, how is Chen Meng?"

Her headless and brainless sentence made me fall into the clouds. I opened my mouth and didn't know how to answer.

"I've known her for less than five hours." I emphasized, "A daughter of a municipal party secretary, is the happiest person in this city. How she is, you are best friends, still ask me?"

"We are best friends, that's true." Huang Weiwei said calmly, "I knew her as soon as I came to Hengyue City. At that time, her father was still a deputy mayor of the municipal government. I came from Chunshan County, and I was considered a rural girl. At that time, Chen Meng covered me. No matter in school or anywhere. She was two grades higher than me. She graduated the year I came, and later she went to college elsewhere, and we have never lost contact."

After graduation, Secretary Chen wanted her to go into politics, but she refused to die, insisting on being a reporter. The father and daughter quarreled very fiercely. She came to live in our house, lived for two months, and Secretary Chen finally didn't refuse her."

She sighed and said, "Chen Meng has more personality than me, and she resolutely doesn't do what she doesn't want to do. Unlike me, actually, I just want to be a teacher."

I really couldn't find a reasonable reason for comfort. Huang Weiwei and I are not very familiar friends.

"I understand your thoughts and support your thoughts."

Her mouth curled and said, "Official words. No meaning. I'm going back."

I had to get off the car again, looking at the unpredictable woman, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Should I go in the morning or afternoon tomorrow?"

"Whatever. Anyway, it's not that I want you to go."

After finishing, she turned the car around and drove away.

Watching the taillights of her car go away like blinking eyes, I stomped my feet and walked home along the small street. ===== CHAPTER 114 =====

"Whatever. It's not like I'm the one who wants you to go."

Having said that, she turned the car around and sped away, leaving a trail of dust.

Watching her taillights fade into the distance like blinking eyes, I stomped my feet and walked along the small street toward home.