Chapter 465

Chen Meng showed rare surprise at the arrival of our large group. Among this group, Huang Weiwei was the one who had seen her the most since she gave birth. As for He Jiaxiao, he returned from the provincial capital every week, and the two didn't speak when they met. But there was a tacit understanding between them, and I don't know who started it, but as long as one person kissed the child's face, the other had to kiss that same cheek.

Between the two of them, there seemed to be thousands of words, but neither would speak first. On the contrary, my Aunt Wanru had completely turned into a grandmother figure, hugging her grandson and loving him dearly, and she didn't pay any attention to the actions of the two of them.

In my aunt's view, they already had the bond of a child, and no matter what, it was a matter of blood being thicker than water. Their reconciliation was just a matter of time, and it would naturally fall into place.

And my aunt had met Chen Meng a few times before. They weren't familiar with each other at all.

Only I hadn't seen Chen Meng since she gave birth to the child.

Chen Meng pointed to the sofa and told us to sit. She hadn't finished her maternity leave and had gone to work early.

In Chen Meng's office, there were four desks. This meant that at least four people were working in this room.

She was the chief reporter for the Hengyue Daily, but her office environment wasn't necessarily very good. So I said fussily, "Chen Meng, with so many people working here, how can you calm down to write manuscripts?"

Chen Meng smiled faintly, poured us a few cups of tea. She walked gracefully back to the chair in front of her desk, sat down, and asked me, "Do you have something to find me for?"

My aunt looked at me, and I looked at Huang Weiwei. Huang Weiwei turned her head to look at He Jiaxiao.

Hearing this, He Jiaxiao opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Seeing that we were all silent, Chen Meng lowered her head, eyes looking at an unfinished manuscript in front of her, occasionally picking up a pen to scribble.

Chen Meng's attitude was neither cold nor hot, and we were all unable to speak for a while, waiting for He Jiaxiao to speak.

He Jiaxiao hesitated for a long time, took out a bag of things brought back from the province from behind him, placed it on Chen Meng's desk, opened the bag, and took things out one by one.

As he took them out, he said, "This is the child's clothes, this is the child's shoes. I also bought a hat, it's especially good-looking, worn on my son's head, it will definitely be radiant."

Chen Meng's originally cold face bloomed with a smile; she reached out and swept the things aside, saying, "What are you showing me the things you bought for your son?"

He Jiaxiao accompanied her with a smiling face and said, "I'm just letting the child's mother see first."

"I'm not looking."

"If you don't look, my son won't be comfortable wearing them."

"Nonsense," Chen Meng pursed her lips and smiled, rolled her eyes at He Jiaxiao and said, "If you have something to say, just say it directly. I still have to write a manuscript, it has to be published tomorrow."

He Jiaxiao hesitated and said, "It's nothing big, just a small matter. My brother, Aunt, and the others insisted on finding you."

"What is it?" Chen Meng asked with great interest, her eyes seeing Huang Weiwei, and she said, "Your idea, right?"

Huang Weiwei hurriedly declared that it had nothing to do with her. She just came along, she had no ideas.

Chen Meng teased, "He already said it was Chen Feng's idea, don't you know anything about it? Singing in harmony so quickly, good, good."

Huang Weiwei blushed and said, "Nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense?" Chen Meng looked at me, swept the pile of things on the desk aside, and said, "What is it, why must you find me?"

I flattered her, "In Hengyue City, you are a pen. Without this pen of yours, this matter really can't be done."

"Really?" Chen Meng tilted her head and smiled. After she gave birth, her figure hadn't gone out of shape, but instead contained more charm.

"What do you need me to do?" Chen Meng clearly didn't want to continue playing charades.

"Didn't our Chunshan County break a big case some time ago?" I felt it was better for me to say it.

"I know."

"We came for this matter."

"What does this matter have to do with me?"

"You are a reporter," I smiled triumphantly.

"I am a reporter, that's right, we reporters are also divided by industry. Do you want to report this case?"

I nodded.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Chen Meng sneered and said, "I remember you seem to be the Deputy County Magistrate of Chunshan County, this news reporting matter is not under your jurisdiction, right?"

"It is indeed not under my jurisdiction," I sighed and said, "Reporter Chen, have you noticed? This case, not a single news media has reported it."

"There are several reasons for not reporting," Chen Meng tapped the desk lightly and said, "Either it's in the investigation stage, and the public security organs don't provide interviews and reports. Or it's the leader's intention, not to report."

"I estimate it's the latter," I said, picked up the water cup and took a sip, pointed at my aunt and said, "Originally, this matter had nothing to do with us. But this matter has already implicated my aunt. Moreover, my aunt was detained by them for a few days."

"Really?" Chen Meng's voice was much higher, her eyes went to look at my aunt, and she said, "How did your aunt get implicated in this case?"

"It's a long story," I said, took out a cigarette, and wanted to light it.

He Jiaxiao snatched the cigarette from my hand and pointed at Chen Meng, saying, "Can someone who just gave birth smoke your secondhand smoke?"

Chen Meng waved her hand generously and said, "It's okay, you smoke yours."

He Jiaxiao was scolded by her, smiled embarrassedly, and walked to the side.

I felt embarrassed to light it, wanting to put the cigarette away.

Unexpectedly, Chen Meng took a pack of cigarettes from her desk, took one out and threw it to me, lit one herself, and said with a smile, "I have a bad habit, I have to smoke a few puffs when I think about things. If I don't smoke, my brain is a mess."

He Jiaxiao said fussily, "Did you smoke when you were pregnant?"

"So what if I smoked? Don't you see my son is healthy and lively?" Chen Meng rolled her eyes at him and said, "I didn't give birth to someone missing arms or legs."

He Jiaxiao put his hands together and bowed to the sky, "Thank you, Heaven."

Huang Weiwei pursed her lips and smiled, "He Jiaxiao, you thank Heaven, is it because Heaven gave you a son?"

He Jiaxiao smiled embarrassedly and said, "That's not what I meant."

"I understand what you mean," Chen Meng waved her hand and said, "You're back, why don't you go see your son, what are you doing here talking nonsense."

He Jiaxiao was stunned for a moment, then beamed with joy, busily tidying up the scattered things on the desk and said, "I'll go back first, I have to go see my son. If you have anything, just tell Mengmeng directly. She will help."

Chen Meng said impatiently, "He Jiaxiao, what kind of person are you? Making decisions for me?"

He Jiaxiao giggled, "I am the child's father."

After saying that, he carried a bag of things and ran away in a flash.

Once He Jiaxiao left, Huang Weiwei asked, "Mengmeng, what are you going to do next?"

"What else can I do? Just like this."

"You're going to be a single mother forever?"

"Can't I?" Chen Meng sneered coldly, "My life is not good. I'm just destined to be a single mother, unlike you, singing in harmony and respecting each other."

Huang Weiwei was rebutted by her, her face flushed red instantly, and she couldn't flare up, looking at me with her eyes.

I avoided their topic and said, "Reporter Chen, look at the reporting matter..."

Chen Meng seemed to have come back to her senses and said in a dilemma, "If this case is to be reported, it's the business of the political and legal reporters. You also know, I'm responsible for current affairs, it's not under my jurisdiction."

Chen Meng's straightforward refusal made us stunned for a moment.

"Or, should I help you find a colleague responsible for political and legal affairs to come over?"

"No need," I also refused flatly.

"I also want to tell you that even if the report is written, it may not be published. Now news control is relatively strict, and it needs approval before it can be released."

"The one responsible for approval should be the Propaganda Department, right?" I asked.

"Yes. But not entirely, sometimes things also need the consent of the involved unit."

Chen Meng listed a bunch of reasons, making us feel like we had fallen into an abyss.

My aunt was the first to be unhappy, her face black, and she said, "I said it, it's better for me to go petition. I don't believe it, there is no place to reason in this world."

Chen Meng was clearly shocked and asked, "Aunt, you went to petition?"

My aunt smiled embarrassedly and said, "I had no choice."

Chen Meng stopped smiling and asked seriously, "Aunt, what exactly is the matter that you have to go petition?"

My aunt's face flushed, and she stammered, "Just this matter."

"So, you came to find me?"

"If we don't find you, my aunt's matter will have no place to reason. Can petitioning produce a result? If petitioning were useful, how many grievances would there be in the world?" Huang Weiwei said indignantly.

Chen Meng laughed instead and said, "Weiwei, it's a pity you're still a state cadre."

Huang Weiwei wasn't embarrassed at all, pouted and said, "State cadres are also human!"

Chen Meng pondered for a long time, sighed and said, "I can write this report, but whether it can be published, I don't have any confidence."

Hearing this, I was overjoyed and smiled, "You just write it, whether it's published or not, I'll take responsibility myself."