Chapter 1398: Young Heart

Before the matters in Hong Kong were handled clearly, Li Xuewu certainly wasn't prepared to re-enable Wen San'er.

Recuperation always takes some time. The big brother was never a procrastinator. Since no distress signal had been sent, and Ji Weidong and Lou Xiaoe had no information reports, it meant the matter in Hong Kong was still within a controllable range.

It could be said that such a big thing happened in Hong Kong, and it must have something to do with Wen San'er, but did Li Xuewu hold him accountable?

No. From the moment Li Xuewu heard the news, he didn't think about dealing with Wen San'er.

Why?

Very simple: Wen San'er didn't intend to rebel.

Sometimes money is more important than people, but in the vast majority of cases, people are more important than money. As long as Wen San'er didn't have the intention to betray him, he wouldn't draw a knife on Wen San'er.

Even if it caused the deaths of Zhang Wanhe and others due to his mistakes, it wouldn't make Li Xuewu anxious.

If a problem arises, it must be dealt with. Li Xuewu didn't spoil Wen San'er either. Now he is alone, without any power. Isn't that a kind of punishment?

After all, he had been called Third Uncle for several years. To put it bluntly, this is the big brother's own Third Uncle. If you say it's a childhood friend, it's barely acceptable. Moving him would hurt everyone's hearts, and also hurt the original intention and passion of starting a career together.

As for why he gave him hope again and let him take over Dongfeng Shipping after his injury healed.

There are also some forced circumstances here. Zhou Ya Mei is ultimately a woman, with limited ability, and some things are inconvenient.

For example, the direct management of Dongfeng Shipping; she can't personally go on board to contact those things.

If Li Xuewu completely lets go and hands over the supervision and management work to the people below, it's not the right time yet.

Wen San'er had experience in managing things in Steel City long ago, and had been tempered in Hong Kong, so it's very convenient to do this kind of thing.

Another thing, the Yingcheng port area is under construction. Three years is enough to form shipping scale, and the existence of such a behemoth as Dongfeng Shipping in the inland river is ultimately too conspicuous.

According to Li Xuewu's meaning, since Dongfeng Shipping wants to participate in the shipping business of the Yingcheng port area, it should move out of Steel City early, go to Yingcheng, go to Jinmen, and it won't be conspicuous.

At the current stage, Dongfeng Shipping's main business scope is still coastal and inland river shipping transport. There is almost no passenger transport; freight is the mainstream, and the fleet is all thousand-ton cargo ships.

If it weren't for the influence of the Investigation Department, the fleet would have been investigated several times. Such a scale can be considered second to none in the domestic shipping industry.

The main reason Li Xuewu doesn't dare to let the recycling station develop too fast, but isn't afraid of Dongfeng Shipping's rapid reproduction, is still the Investigation Department. This brand is quite useful along the coast and within the shipping range.

Especially since some of Dongfeng Shipping's transport directions are from the coast to the outside, it unknowingly carries a bit of mystery.

The Yingcheng port area will be developed sooner or later. Counting from this year, it is expected to be built and operated in 1972, which is just right to catch the east wind of America coming to China, creating the most important shipping port area in Northeast Asia.

By then, Dongfeng Shipping will have the qualifications to contact international shipping companies relying on the business of the Yingcheng port area.

Now looking at Dongfeng Shipping, there are only dozens of thousand-ton cargo ships, which seems not to be on the table, but the fleet's account also has a cooperative relationship with Shunfeng Ocean Shipping in Hong Kong, and has a leasing agreement for three ten-thousand-ton container ships in hand.

Developing trade work externally has become the focus of this year's work. What about three years later?

Need to use people, need to know how to use people.

Li Xuewu trusts Zhou Ya Mei, and also trusts Wen San'er. The two are just right, one inside and one outside.

Zhou Ya Mei leads the recycling station team to develop inland, until it completely occupies the distribution network of major cities in the Northeast.

The important significance of managing the Northeast is the connection with the Russians in the future. This is the big business that is amazing.

Looking at it from the other side, the entire Northeast economy can be said to be stronger than the inland for a long time in the future.

Even if economic policies are adjusted, the Northeast will become a place of regret in the future, but it is enough to cultivate a large enterprise team.

Besides, with the Red Star Steel Group developing upstream to the Northeast, the future is uncertain.

Since Wen San'er yearns for the sea, arrange for him to develop externally, use Dongfeng Shipping's advantages to connect with Hong Kong, and become an aid to Old Biaozhi.

Li Xuewu doesn't trust anyone to assist Old Biaozhi, only his uncle. The big brother must also be willing.

In the future, Sister Lou's Oriental system will return. The landing point shouldn't be the capital, nor should it be Jinmen, but rather land in Yingcheng borrowing the wind of China Resources and Ng Fung Hong.

At the current stage, the Red Star Steel Group United Savings Bank and Oriental Times Bank have already launched business cooperation, and have cooperative projects of cross-holding shares in capital operations.

For example, Oriental Times Bank's investment in projects such as Yingcheng Port Area and United Energy, for example, United Savings Bank's investment in Australian iron ore projects, etc.

Cooperation has already begun under the acquiescence and gaze of some people. Perhaps only when the flowers bloom and bear fruit, or at a more suitable time, will it be brought to the table for display.

Li Xuewu requires the recycling station system and the Dongfeng Shipping system to develop low-key, just waiting for the arrival of spring.

"My temper is relatively unique. I believe you can also see it. More than one person has said this about me."

Zhang Jinsong drank quite a bit of wine, and his words increased, especially his mouth gradually loosened, and he was still pouring wine.

"My father is a bit anxious for me. He doesn't want me to repeat his mistakes, and his career to be destroyed."

"Can see it, the old man has great ambitions."

Seeing him complaining to himself, Li Xuewu laughed and picked up the wine glass to touch him, saying: "The first time we met, I felt he wasn't simple, not like someone fishing for leisure."

"Also very depressed in his heart, I can understand him." Zhang Jinsong shook his head slightly, and after finishing the wine in the cup, he put down the wine cup, stared at Li Xuewu with red eyes and explained: "My mother left the year he came down."

Speaking of this, it was like touching his heart. He wiped his face from his forehead, and his voice said a bit bleakly: "I also know how many pounds and taels I have. Even if I work harder, I can't reach his requirements, and even made mistakes."

"Hey—it's all in the past." Li Xuewu picked up the wine pot and filled the wine cup in front of him, comforting him softly: "Life is not satisfactory eight or nine times out of ten. Where does everything go as one wishes, and everything goes smoothly."

"Sigh—easier said than done." Zhang Jinsong was perhaps really drunk, and took the initiative to pick up the wine cup and touch him.

"This case, you still have to look at it broadly."

Li Xuewu put down the wine cup, looked at him and said: "From the handling of you, the leaders above understand you very well, and also understand your original intention, otherwise they wouldn't..."

"Do I still have to deceive myself?"

Before Li Xuewu finished speaking, Zhang Jinsong laughed freely and put down the wine cup, saying: "I went to confess to the leader long ago, and told everything clearly one by one."

He looked at the wine and dishes on the round table and said: "I am very clear about how people in the organization talk about me behind my back."

"Fishing for fame and compliments, loving to be great and successful."

He felt quite boring when he said this, and laughed at himself a bit, saying: "Perhaps it's really like this."

"I won't persuade you about this." Li Xuewu also laughed, raised the wine pot in his hand and asked: "Shall we have another pot?"

"I'm casual, accompanying the gentleman with my life."

Zhang Jinsong said with a smile: "I haven't had a chance to say thank you to you, and I haven't been able to get over this hurdle in my heart. I have to thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"Look, you're being polite again, aren't you?" Li Xuewu laughed and accompanied him for a cup, then picked up his chopsticks and tasted a dish, then said: "Actually, I wanted to invite you to dinner long ago, but I didn't know how to open this mouth, fearing you would feel awkward in your heart."

"I know, you are more atmospheric, tolerant, and career-minded than anyone imagines."

Zhang Jinsong picked up the wine cup and looked at him and said: "Just for this atmosphere, I have to respect you for a cup."

"Look, you're being polite again, aren't you?"

Li Xuewu laughed and accompanied him for a cup, then picked up his chopsticks and tasted a dish, then said: "Red Star Factory is not as complex as you imagine. Of course, it's not as simple as I say casually."

Putting down his chopsticks, Li Xuewu deliberated on the language, looked at him and said: "It's not important how others evaluate you; what's important is what position you put yourself in for them to evaluate."

"Oh?" Zhang Jinsong put down the wine cup, looked at him seriously and said: "I've always wanted to hear this."

"Hehe, how come you don't understand." Li Xuewu laughed lightly, lowered his head, and said: "I'm afraid you don't want to think, or you raised your head too high and can't lower it?"

Just when he asked this sentence, Zhang Jinsong looked at him, and he also raised his head to look at Zhang Jinsong.

Between the two looking at each other, there was an epiphany.

Zhang Jinsong ultimately didn't say the words Li Xuewu wanted to hear, but at this time, it didn't matter whether he said it or not.

The wine is cold and the dishes are cold, and even the most enthusiastic atmosphere will have a time when the song ends and people scatter.

The moon is full in the middle of the sky, and the spring breeze is icy, making Li Xuewu, who sent Zhang Jinsong out, couldn't help but shiver.

He didn't drink much wine, and actually Zhang Jinsong wasn't completely drunk either. It could only be said that the atmosphere had arrived, and the atmosphere was gone.

The two walked out of the restaurant silently, walked to the parking lot, and the car was already prepared.

The driver opened the car door for him, and Zhao Laoliu stood on the side serving, waiting for him to get in the car.

Zhang Jinsong turned his head to look at Li Xuewu, and his eyes had a bit more caution under the reflection of the big red lanterns.

And under the moonlight, Li Xuewu in the red light was still upright, high-spirited, and calm.

It was just like the first time he saw him.

Zhang Jinsong ultimately didn't say anything. Everything that should be said had already been said at the wine table. At this moment, he just nodded, and then got into the car with the help of the driver and Zhao Laoliu.

Li Xuewu stood in place, watched the car drive out of the gate and go away, then raised his head slightly, his eyes deep.

Zhao Laoliu only inherited half of his brother's skill. He had no outstanding performance in business, and was too cautious and conservative in doing things. He feared Li Xuewu more than he respected him.

Li Xuewu didn't bother with him, but said to Yu Li who walked over quietly: "Thank you for your hard work tonight."

"Why say this—"

Yu Li didn't want to hear his thanks, inexplicably a bit distant, and it seemed to be a punishment and warning to her.

Li Xuewu turned his head to look at her, smiled slightly and said: "It was indeed very hard, should say thanks."

"If you say that again, I'll be angry." Yu Li glared at him, walked to his side to help him organize his coat, and asked softly: "Staying here tonight?"

"Still have things to do..." Li Xuewu raised his watch to check the time, about ten o'clock.

But this action made Yu Li's expression stiffen, and then she sighed imperceptibly.

Li Xuewu was standing in front of her; how could he not feel it, and his tone had to soften a bit.

"Help me arrange a room in the hostel, won't go home to toss." He beckoned to Han Jiankun, signaled him to drive the car over, and then said to Yu Li: "Three hours at most, half an hour if fast, and I'll be back."

"Pay attention to safety, it's winter."

Yu Li didn't ask or say much very intelligently. After helping him organize his coat, she took a step back, waited for the car to come over, and then helped him open the car door, sent him to get in the car and leave.

Han Jiankun's driving skill is still as stable as ever, the most reliable existence among all Li Xuewu's drivers. If he weren't afraid of delaying his future, Li Xuewu wouldn't be willing to let go.

Returning from Liaodong, Li Xuewu didn't bring a car, and naturally wouldn't bring a driver; that would be too ostentatious.

Han Jiankun received the arrangement from the Comprehensive Management Department to temporarily assign a car to the Secretary-General, and he took the initiative to take over.

During the day, Li Xuewu's itinerary was basically in the group, and only in the afternoon and evening would he go out.

Han Jiankun also tried his best to arrange his own work in the morning, and drove for Li Xuewu in the afternoon.

Li Xuewu wanted to say a few words to him, let him focus on his own work, but ultimately couldn't bear to hurt this friendship.

"You've worked hard these days, Jingru complained, right?"

"How could that be? She's sensible."

Han Jiankun heard the voice from the back seat and said with a smile: "Actually, I'm willing to come out. The child wakes up in the middle of the night, noisy, and I can't sleep well."

"Hehe, you'll get used to it."

Li Xuewu laughed lightly and looked at the front, saying: "It's lively this New Year, adding people is a big happy event."

"Jingru loves liveliness, added two more dishes than previous years, and also asked me to send a copy to your home."

Han Jiankun talked a lot more than before. It seemed that after leaving the driver's post, he also relaxed a lot.

"I also told her, your family doesn't lack this, but she insisted, saying that no matter how much, it's a sentiment."

After saying this, he added: "The day before New Year's Eve, I sent her and the child to your home for a while. Sister Aunt Xiao Ning likes children and even gave 10 yuan."

"She told me, saying she likes girls."

Li Xuewu laughed and said: "Girls are ultimately much quieter than boys. Of course, Li Shu is an exception."

"Hehehe—" Han Jiankun laughed lightly and said: "Showed off to me that day, saying the teacher praised her."

"Hmm, report the good news but not the bad." Li Xuewu laughed when he heard him say this, "Every time she says how much the teacher likes her, never says she was criticized in kindergarten."

"I just like Li Shu's personality." Han Jiankun said quite admiringly: "If Lidong could be as lively as Li Shu, it would be great."

"Girls are always good—"

Li Xuewu looked at the front amusedly and said: "Really the first time seeing someone not afraid of trouble. If she were really like Li Shu, you and Jingru would have worries."

"Lively is good, girls should be like this."

Han Jiankun didn't fear getting a girl with Li Shu's personality at all, and said with great longing: "When Lidong grows up, I'll take her to shoot, teach her to drive."

"Can see it's the apple of the eye, everything is good." Li Xuewu thought of his own daughter and couldn't help but laugh.

Li Shu has been very obedient recently, trying hard to perform in front of him, knowing he is leaving, and is very clingy to him.

As long as he is at home, she wants to tell him about things in kindergarten that have been told countless times, and about the teacher's liking.

She had long adapted to kindergarten life and had made more friends on campus.

She no longer disliked children with runny noses, and still remembered what Banggeng said about children being the most boring.

Children ultimately have to have children's lives. Little adults are not worth praising. She will grow up sooner or later.

Han Jiankun parked the car steadily in front of a villa courtyard, turned his head to look at Li Xuewu, and listened for arrangements.

"Wait for me here, don't turn off the engine."

Li Xuewu instructed before getting out of the car: "If you're sleepy, open a crack in the window to rest for a while, be careful not to freeze."

"Don't worry, won't freeze me." Han Jiankun nodded and said: "I'll wait for you here."

Li Xuewu reached out and patted his shoulder, then got out of the car and walked toward the villa with a lamp lit.

Perhaps hearing the sound of the car, the door lamp of the villa lit up, and a figure appeared behind the window.

Where is this? Han Jiankun naturally knows. He is the supervisor of the small car class, and he remembers the locations of the leaders' homes in his heart.

Who is the figure flashing behind the window? He knows without guessing, but he doesn't have a single thought.

The Secretary-General uses him, so he listens to the Secretary-General. Although he is no longer a driver, he is the Secretary-General's eternal driver.

"Are you... just finished?"

Jing Yunong wore dark red pajamas, with a wool shawl on her shoulders, and looked him up and down.

"Did you two drink beautifully? What did you talk about?"

She said with a very resentful tone: "I thought you weren't coming, and was ready to turn off the lights and sleep."

Women are always like this, words not from the heart. If she wanted to sleep, wouldn't she have slept long ago? Could she wait until now?

Li Xuewu hung up his coat, changed into the slippers that had been prepared long ago, walked into the living room casually and said: "Help me brew a cup of tea, a bit thirsty."

"Came to me for relief, right?"

Jing Yunong said so, but her feet didn't stop at all, and she still had to go to the tea cabinet to find good tea leaves for him.

Unlike Li Xuewu, who is so damaging, the good tea leaves in her tea cabinet are good tea leaves, not some "top-notch tea leaves."

"Spoke too much, mouth thirsty." Li Xuewu sat on the sofa, let out a long breath and said: "Just brew a cup casually, I'm not picky."

"Sounds nice. If I brew it and you don't drink it, you'll have something to say." Jing Yunong seemed to have really waited in a hurry, her complaints never stopped, but the action of brewing tea didn't stop either.

Li Xuewu looked at her figure of finding tea leaves and couldn't help but smile, leaning against the sofa and appreciating it with a smile.

By the time Jing Yunong turned around and walked over with the teacup, she discovered his bad eyes, and her heart trembled, and the tea in her hand almost spilled out.

"Give it to you—" She was beautiful in her heart, but her mouth was horizontal, and the action of putting down the teacup was steady.

What a contradictory woman.

"Deputy Director Zhang complained to me, and even said he wanted to thank me. Don't you think it's strange?"

Li Xuewu leaned against the sofa and looked at the charming woman in front of him and said: "I admire him."

"Admire him for what? Ungrateful?"

Jing Yunong glanced at him sideways, sat on the single sofa beside him, and said faintly: "How come you took a fancy to him, wanting to send charcoal in the snow? Doesn't work, right?"

"Who said this trick doesn't work?" Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said: "Didn't you see he thanked me."

"Teasing me in the middle of the night?" Jing Yunong twitched the corner of her mouth and said: "If you ask me, you deserve it, and it's time to taste the feeling of being rejected."

"Hehe—" Li Xuewu laughed lightly and didn't refute Deputy Director Jing's words, because she was right.

"I don't understand why you want to help him." Jing Yunong frowned slightly and looked at him and asked: "Pulling him into the water wasn't something you planned long ago?"

"Is it a soft heart, or fear that Director Li will die together, or is it..."

"It's a pity you don't go to be a screenwriter and make movies—"

Li Xuewu laughed and reached out to touch her face, but was slapped away by Deputy Director Jing.

"You can think of all these messy things. I didn't even think about it myself."

"It's not that you don't want to think, the person ran away—"

Jing Yunong raised her eyebrows. She especially likes to mock Li Xuewu now, especially mocking his calculations.

Who let this bastard calculate even her!

Calculating even his own people, what kind of good thing is he.

"Ran away—" Li Xuewu raised his head to look at the ceiling, smiled and said: "Isn't it just ran away."

"Do you have a handle in his hand?"

Jing Yunong picked up the teacup, hammered it, tested the temperature at her mouth, and then handed it to him.

Li Xuewu sat up straight, took the teacup and said: "His father came to beg me."

"What? —" Jing Yunong's voice almost shouted to everyone in the residential area.

She had thought of countless reasons, but she didn't think that the reason Li Xuewu helped Zhang Jinsong was this.

When does organizational strife need a father to come on stage?

"You didn't lie to me?"

Jing Yunong had suffered countless losses from this bastard long ago. This reason was absurd enough, but it seemed extremely real.

Li Xuewu thought and laughed, raised his head to look at her and said: "If one day you have an accident, I can promise you, I will save you even without your father coming to beg me."

"Roll away—" Jing Yunong frowned and scolded him for being improper, but her heart was still thinking about Zhang Jinsong's matter, so she asked: "Who is his father? Worth you paying so much attention."

"Don't know, never asked." Li Xuewu took a small sip of hot tea and answered casually: "Should be a not-small cadre, just came down now, fishing by the big lake near my door, that's how we met."

"Oh, so that's all the friendship."

Jing Yunong looked him up and down and said: "How do you know people aren't deliberately approaching you?"

Saying this, she felt absurd in her heart, twitched the corner of her mouth and said: "This is too coincidental."

"Who said it isn't—" Li Xuewu put down the teacup and sighed, sat up straight and said: "This old man sent us many crucian carp, long ago."

This is also the answer to the surprise in Deputy Director Jing's heart. Things are just so coincidental.

"Then he is really cold-blooded enough." Jing Yunong said faintly: "He isn't afraid of stumbling again? Will his father coming forward work then?"

"Hehehe—" Li Xuewu laughed out loud and said: "Next time? Even his grandfather coming won't work."

"Heh—" Jing Yunong saw him looking like he had everything under control and knew he had other calculations, so she stopped worrying about him, and became sharp-tongued: "The cooked duck flew away, the taste isn't good, right?"

"Ducks that can fly aren't considered cooked."

Li Xuewu looked at her seriously and said: "Since this duck can fly out, it means the heat isn't right."

"Hmm, you are the dead duck with a hard mouth."

Jing Yunong's mouth corners tilted up slightly. She likes to watch Li Xuewu explain and quibble with her with teeth and claws.

Li Xuewu also saw it. This woman has learned to be bad.

"You still know where I'm hard?"

He raised his eyebrows, smiled and said: "Still have to be Deputy Director Jing who observes autumn hair and has fiery eyes."

"You only grew this much ability after going to Liaodong?" Jing Yunong scanned him up and down and said: "When can the problem of flowery mouth be changed."

"I can't change it in front of you."

Li Xuewu lay on the sofa like a rascal, turned his head to look at her and said: "How about you change it."

Change what? Change the pants belt?

Deputy Director Jing likes to pretend to be reserved, and he likes to use double entendres, just playing around.

Jing Yunong glared at him, but people are already here. Regardless of whether the atmosphere is set up or not, things must be done, right?

Besides, time is limited, a spring night is worth a thousand gold, and I don't know which year I'll be able to catch him again.

Just indulging him like this, she felt unwilling, so she said angrily: "If you have the ability, you can lie here for a night."

"Wouldn't that be cheap for you?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows, saying whatever was annoying, and even pulled the blanket on the side of the sofa to cover himself, looking like he was really going to lie here for a night.

Jing Yunong was anxious, stood up and glared at him from a high position and said: "You are really an incurable bastard."

"Leader." Han Jiankun vigilantly scanned the surroundings. Seeing it was Li Xuewu coming out of the courtyard, he didn't get out of the car, and greeted him only after he got in the car.

"Hmm." Li Xuewu responded after getting in the car and said: "Drive, return to the club. It's too late, let's stay there today."

"Good." Han Jiankun responded crisply, turned the steering wheel to go back, and his mental state was still very sufficient.

Time had just passed two hours, the moon was overhead, and it was about half a point to the club, enough sleep.

Li Xuewu looked back at the villa with lights off, turned to Han Jiankun and said: "Tomorrow, find time to go to the recycling station to ask for a set of sofas and send them to Deputy Director Jing. The sofa in her home is broken due to disrepair, almost made me fall."

"Good, I know." Han Jiankun didn't dare to guess wildly, just echoed. The leader let him do whatever, and he wouldn't have a word of nonsense.

Work is work, life is life. He can talk about life with the leader, that's friendship. Work must be taken seriously, otherwise the leader won't take him seriously.

As for how the sofa in Deputy Director Jing's home was broken, it can only be natural damage due to disrepair.

Otherwise? Could it be broken by doing it?

February 24, Monday, this is the day Li Xuewu ended his Spring Festival holiday and set off to return to Liaodong.

The leaders who should be seen have been seen, the things that should be talked about have been fulfilled, and the family members who should be comforted have been reassured.

The rest is...

Early in the morning, Li Shu and Li Ning didn't leave his side, their little faces tight, looking very reluctant to let him go.

Li Xuewu was helpless, could only make many promises, and guaranteed to his daughter and son that he would go home as soon as possible.

Er Ya had been preparing since last night. Noodles for the car, dumplings for the car. Today's breakfast is noodles.

Last night, Pazile and Wang Yamei came to visit the house, and Li Xuewu kept them for dinner.

Whether it was Wang Yamei or Pazile, the relationship with him was impeccable. The marriage of the two was promoted by Li Xuewu. Looking at the way they get along now, there is no problem.

And what problem could there be? With Pazile having no roots in the capital, the Wang family couple has a house and a job. As long as they don't dislike each other, there is no contradiction.

Pazile has an easygoing personality and has cultivation for a willful girl like Wang Yamei, naturally getting the liking of the father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Plus his work is also very good, and it's at his doorstep. The old couple only likes it, and there is no pickiness.

Wang Yamei couple came also because of their parents' suggestions. Li Xuewu is their matchmaker after all. The first three years of marriage should be New Year visits, still a solid relationship.

Wang Yamei wanted to come, but Pazile felt it was inconvenient. He knew Li Xuewu didn't want to involve work and relationships too closely with family.

Li Xuewu indeed did so, but Pazile is his soldier, and Wang Yamei is his sister-in-law, so the two are not outsiders, just treated as good friends and relatives.

Wang Yamei is still that lively appearance, can be independent in the work of the recycling station, and is quite relaxed in front of Li Xuewu and Gu Ning, without any nervous mentality.

Gu Ning knew her long ago, and was also ordinary to her, not deliberately gentle, nor pretending to be serious.

Wang Yamei was curious about everything in this home, and happened to have a lively personality like Li Shu. The two were often laughing and laughing in the courtyard, and it was even more joyful when coming to the house.

Li Shu took her to turn upstairs and downstairs, showed her the drawings she drew in kindergarten, and the photos her parents took for her, flipping through them one by one.

This era is the fun of having guests to flip through photo albums together, but it is limited to wealthy families.

Ordinary families only take a family photo during the New Year, so where is the need for photo albums to store.

Wang Yamei didn't mention her sister when coming to the house, just looked at him reluctantly when leaving.

Li Xuewu also knew her thoughts, nodded with a smile, which was considered comforting her sensitive heart.

The sisters didn't have any contradictions, they just grew up, had their own lives and demands.

On the day Wang Yamei got married, Wang Yajuan suddenly moved out of the house, making the Wang family couple and Wang Yamei couple feel very unbearable, and went to the unit to find Wang Yajuan several times.

It was just that Wang Yajuan's luggage had long been moved out of the dormitory, and no one knew where she lived.

Even if Wang Yajuan was found, she only said she wanted to move out to live. With her sister and brother-in-law at home, she was relieved and at ease.

It was possible for others to believe these words. They were all family. The saddest one was Wang Yamei.

It was because she got married and lived at home that her sister felt inconvenient and moved out.

Another reason was that her sister felt uncomfortable because she, as a younger sister, got married before her sister.

Although this was not her fault, the little sisters grew up together, and parents were busy at work, so it was the sister who brought her up.

Getting married doesn't mean the relatives' feelings are alienated, especially since their parents only have the two sisters.

Wang Yamei also followed her sister quietly with patience, only then knowing that her sister lived in the factory hostel.

She didn't rush to find her sister, but wanted to find an opportunity to see Wu Ge, but before she saw Wu Ge, she heard the news that her sister was going to get married on a blind date.

She was stunned, very surprised, and temporarily dispelled the idea of finding Wu Ge, just feeling inconvenient.

Then it was like a lantern, making her caught off guard. Her sister became the object of rebellion.

First, blind date to see parents, both parents met, felt satisfied with each other, and then talked about marriage.

The big problem that made parents headache for a long time was finally going to be solved, but her sister turned around and left parents on the stage.

Suddenly wanting to get married, suddenly wanting to regret the marriage.

Wang Yamei never thought her sister would have such a day that made her feel strange, and it was from the day her sister decided to regret the marriage that she never saw her sister Wang Yajuan again.

Heard she was transferred to Steel City Metallurgical Factory. Parents wanted to find her, but were stopped by her.

Wang Yamei also couldn't explain clearly why she stood up to help her sister stop her parents, but she just did so.

Not surprisingly, in less than two months, she really heard the news of Wu Ge being transferred to Liaodong, and she knew her guess was right. Her sister ultimately couldn't let go of that relationship.

Rather than saying her sister didn't walk out of that relationship, it's better to say she never thought about walking out.

Being able to come to Wu Ge's house for New Year, she also had a fantasy in her heart, hoping to get news of her sister from him.

But looking at the gentle and generous Gu Ning, the lively and cute Li Shu and Li Ning, how could she ask.

Finally seeing Wu Ge's smile, she felt relieved. Perhaps this is the happiness her sister had always pursued that she had fantasized about but never obtained.

Then what is happiness?

If Banggeng were to answer this question, he would definitely want to say now: Happiness is escaping from the original family.

Of course, there was no concept of original family in this era, but Banggeng had such an experience in his heart.

Youth is willful, old age loves stubbornness.

Adolescents always have many complaints about their parents, not liking them in various ways.

Qin Huairu sent her son to the train station, her eyes complex, seemingly relieved, seemingly worried, and seemingly confused.

Liu Guoyou came out of the train station duty room, with two roasted sweet potatoes in his hand, which he specifically asked for from the duty room.

This is the place where he once worked. How could he not know where there was hot dry food?

"Banggeng, put it in your pocket to warm up."

He was helpless to this stepson, more concerned than his own daughter, but couldn't get a "father" in return.

Banggeng didn't even look at him, just looked at the direction of the platform, waiting for the train from afar to come early.

Qin Huairu couldn't care about Liu Guoyou's embarrassment at this time, and she couldn't bear to scold her son at this time.

Who can understand the hardship of a person raising a child, the pain of being disliked and distanced by the child? She was already crying without tears, and her tears had long been shed alone in the night.

She just looked at Banggeng, wanting to hear him say a word, even if it was just calling "Mom."

From that day on, Banggeng never called her "Mom" again. Although he returned home, he became more and more like an outsider.

She looked at Banggeng washing clothes and cooking alone without any joy of a son growing up, only regret and sadness.

The mother-in-law didn't make trouble with her, but became distant.

Xiaodang and Huaihua also seemed to grow up overnight, the look in their eyes always seeming to carry something.

She had no strength, and no heart to care about the psychological changes of the children, and she also became indifferent unknowingly.

Thinking this way, there are also benefits. No need to pretend to be a good person in front of Liu Guoyou's two daughters, and no need to pretend to be a bad person in front of the mother-in-law and children. Everyone feels at ease.

It's just that she would think of her previous life in the middle of the night. At that time, although life was very bitter, the home had temperature.

Although the mother-in-law was willful, she would also take the initiative to share housework with her, and would take the initiative to nag about family affairs with her.

Although Banggeng was naughty, he feared her and was close to her. Even in his dreams, he would call "Mom."

Now the house is there, the man is there, and the good life is there, but the home is gone.

She didn't know how it was lost, when it was lost, as if it was lost overnight.

The waiting room never lacks liveliness, but the station leader taking the initiative to welcome, a group of people surrounding a young man walking in, still attracted a lot of attention.

The people waiting for the train looked over one after another, not daring to say anything, but guessing in their hearts who that young man was.

Liu Guoyou looked over with the liveliness, and soon recognized Li Xuewu walking in front, as well as the station leader beside him, who was also his leader.

He didn't be vague either, pulled Qin Huairu, and wanted to remind Banggeng, but saw that this kid had already carried his luggage and took the initiative to greet him.

Looking at the excitement and smile on that face, one who didn't know would think he saw his own father. He, the stepfather, was righteous, but never got such a smile.

To be honest, he was really a bit sour.

Qin Huairu stood up blankly, looked at Li Xuewu not far away, but her feet didn't move for a long time.

Banggeng was already greeting Li Xuewu. Liu Guoyou couldn't let the leader wait for a long time, so he reached out and pulled Qin Huairu.

"Let's go, they won't wait for the train in the waiting room." This was to remind Qin Huairu, not to be confused again, "Do you have anything else to say to Banggeng?"

"Say what?" Qin Huairu was pulled by him and walked forward mechanically, her mouth full of bitterness.

Li Xuewu greeted the station leader a few times, reached out and patted the fat face of the big-faced cat, and said: "Don't say goodbye to your dad and mom? You won't come back until next year."

"Oh, all said—"

Banggeng was impatient in his mouth, but his face was full of smiles. He didn't care when he would come back; he only cared when he would leave.

Li Xuewu looked at Liu Guoyou and Qin Huairu who walked over, nodded, and walked toward the lounge under the guidance of the station leader. Liu Guoyou also pulled Qin Huairu to follow.

The couple sending Banggeng to the train station was waiting for Li Xuewu. It was Banggeng who promised Li Xuewu in the inverted room last time. If he really didn't want to go to school, he would go to Liaodong with him.

But even if he didn't want to go to school anymore, he had to have a beginning and an end, and had to finish this semester.

Banggeng insisted, insisted on reading until the end of the year, threw his books away as soon as he had a holiday, and swore he would never go to school again.

He was preparing to go to Liaodong every day, and today he finally set off, finally getting his wish.

Banggeng followed Li Xuewu to Liaodong. Qin Huairu was not worried, but reluctant.

Letting her son follow Li Xuewu, isn't it countless times better than letting Banggeng follow his own temper, or listening to her arrangements?

On the contrary, Liu Guoyou was awkward and embarrassed, not daring to be too active, nor daring to say too much, otherwise it would seem like he really couldn't tolerate this child and wanted to send his stepson away.

It's just that, isn't he happy to send Banggeng away? ===== CHAPTER 1399 =====