Although he had just returned from a business trip abroad, Jiang Sihan did not go home to rest. He went directly to the public office to deal with the backlog of documents. In his own words, he was born to be busy and would fall ill when he was idle. For him,
Work always comes first.
After a tiring day at the Public Security Bureau, when he got off work in the evening, his secretary, Xiao An, came over and reminded him: "Director Jiang, you just came back from abroad today. You haven't gone home to take a look, so don't work overtime."
Jiang Sihan nodded with a smile and said, "You're right. If I don't go home, I guess the old lady will have to get angry with me." Then he lowered his head and signed his name on a document spread out on the desk.
After closing it, stood up and walked out of the office.
At half past five in the evening, Jiang Sihan returned home to a small private courtyard in Qinghui District. Although the courtyard was large, it was neatly kept. Vegetables such as eggplants, beans, etc. were planted, as well as five grapes and winding branches and vines.
Climb on the welded iron pipe
On the shelf, the grapes are not yet ripe, and are as green as emeralds. Just one look at them makes your mouth sour and salivate. There are also some not-so-unusual flowers growing in the corners, in various colors, and they are blooming brightly.
The breeze swayed gently.
There is a two-story building standing in the courtyard. It looks to be quite old and old. It is still made of mosaic tiles. There is a table and four simple wicker chairs in front of the building. They are all antique-like things.
As soon as Jiang Sihan walked into the yard, the girl in black skirt standing under the grape trellis called out affectionately: "Dad, are you back?"
The girl's tall figure is wrapped in a long skirt. The skin on her neck, as well as her tender arms and slender thighs are all white, like mutton fat and jade. Her face that can be broken by blowing is even more delicate with delicate skin and facial features.
Pretty, with a smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Although this girl is young, only in her early twenties, her position is not low. She is Jiang Xiaoyu, the deputy director of Heshuo Public Security Bureau, and she is also Jiang Sihan's daughter.
Normally, the two fathers are busy with their own affairs. Jiang Xiaoyu has a wild personality and doesn't come back often, so there are not many opportunities to meet. Jiang Sihan suddenly saw his daughter appear and was pleasantly surprised. When he looked again, Xiaoyu's slender fingers were holding her hand.
Picking up a bright green grape seed, he deliberately said with a straight face: "Okay, I said these grapes are missing before they are ripe. It turns out that you picked them secretly, which is outrageous."
In front of his father, Jiang Xiaoyu didn't look like a leader at all, just like when he was a child, he said angrily: "What? I just came back and picked only one grape, so you falsely accused me, is there any justice in heaven?"
A middle-aged woman walked out of the building. She was quite tall, and her appearance was very similar to Jiang Xiaoyu. She was dignified and beautiful, but she had some fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She was Xiaoyu's mother, her name was Deng Xiujuan, and she was the director of the district's Industrial and Commercial Bureau.
an ordinary cadre.
She was holding two plates of fried vegetables in her hands, one was stuffed bitter gourd and the other was shredded fish-flavored pork. She came over and put the dishes on the table. A rich aroma suddenly filled the air. She smiled and said: "
What are you two doing? Why did you start quarreling as soon as we met?"
Jiang Xiaoyu came over, hugged her mother's shoulders intimately, and said coquettishly: "Mom, you should take care of your old man Jiang Sihan. He falsely accused a good person and asked me to steal his grapes."
Deng Xiujuan glanced at the grape berries still in her hand, and said with a smile: "Girl, what are you holding in your hand? Isn't it grapes? How can you accuse you of stealing it? Also, Jiang Si
Han, who are you? That's not your father. It's better for you to call him by his first name at all times, no matter how big or small you are."
Jiang Xiaoyu said naughtily like a child: "Humph, you talk to your husband and not to your daughter at all. Sometimes I doubt whether I am your biological daughter. Who said I ate grapes secretly? I just did it for you."
Taste whether the grapes are ripe." Then she stuck out her tongue and made a face, threw the grape berries into her mouth and chewed them deliciously, making Jiang Sihan grin.
Deng Xiujuan said angrily: "You silly boy, the grapes are still green and not ripe at all. Why did you eat them? How sour are they?"
Jiang Xiaoyu ate the grapes with relish and said, "I like it, it's not too sour..." As she spoke, she picked another grape and threw it into her mouth, as if she was addicted, looking at the green
I want to eat grape berries when I eat them, but I feel flustered when I can’t eat them.
Deng Xiujuan's eyes were full of doting, and she said: "How old are you, why are you still acting like a child?" Then, she made a clichéd statement: "Xiaoyu, you are not young anymore. Now you have a successful career.
Now that you have become the deputy director, it’s time to think about your life-long events and find a suitable boyfriend."
Jiang Xiaoyu said coquettishly: "Mom... why did you mention this matter again? Didn't I tell you? Don't worry about it now. We'll talk about it later."
Deng Xiujuan said hurriedly: "You are not in a hurry, I am. A woman's youth is short-lived. Now is the time for you. If you don't hurry up and look for it, you may become a leftover warrior..."
Jiang Sihan was a little confused and asked: "What? Didn't you mean your daughter? Why did you get it in the cartoon and the Saint Seiya came out?"
Jiang Xiaoyu giggled, her voice was like a silver bell, "What? My mother meant leftover men and leftover women. The most basic level is leftover warriors, and then it develops to must-leftover guests, fighting-leftover Buddhas, and equal-to-the-world leftovers...
…Gee, I didn’t expect that my mother is quite fashionable and knows these Internet buzzwords.”
Jiang Sihan burst into laughter, "What, it's a lot of mess. But, what your mother said makes sense. You should do your job well and also consider your personal issues properly."
Deng Xiujuan said hurriedly: "Even so, it's time to have a boyfriend. A few days ago, Director Yan of the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department and his wife told me that Governor Li's youngest son has fallen in love with our family Xiaoyu and hopes to meet Xiaoyu.
"
Jiang Xiaoyu frowned and said: "Mom, don't worry so much. You actually want me to go on a blind date. I won't do it. Besides, I know Governor Li's son, isn't he Li Shenya? That kid is pure
He's a playboy and I don't like him.
Deng Xiujuan said hurriedly: "It's okay. If it doesn't work, let's change it. Anyway, my girl is good-looking and she is the deputy director, so she has the right to be picky. Mom has many candidates, all of whom are children of high-ranking cadres. Just listen to me and tell you
Talk about a few..."
Jiang Xiao stomped his feet in a tone of voice, "If you don't listen, I won't listen, Mom, just stop reading. I'm going to beg you. Your so-called good thing about being well-matched is not suitable for me. Please let me go..."