"Wen Lin is waiting for you at home. Binli and I went to the big light bulb." Liu Baojia laughed, turned around and ran away, "Brother Guan, you would rather teach me to betray the beauties in the world than teach the beauties in the world to betray me, a man."
A true man, when pushed, push forward."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Bao's family ran like a rabbit and ran dozens of meters away in an instant. Guan Yun couldn't hit him even if he wanted to, so he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.
As the night got darker, Guan Yun sat on the special car sent by the county party committee. He no longer suffered from the biting cold wind on his bicycle as usual, and enjoyed the convenience brought by his power.
Guan Yun originally wanted to ride home by himself, but the county party committee refused to agree to anything. Zhou Zhi, the director of the county party committee office, could not help but arrange a special car to take Guan Yun home. It was hard to let go of feelings, so he had no choice but to refuse. Being too polite would be pretentious.
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Sitting in the car, Guan Yun's thoughts were racing, but he didn't think much about what his mother had to do with Wen Lin. Instead, when he wanted to leave Huangliang, he escorted Xia Lai in a hurry and forgot to say goodbye to the old man.
When I came back from Yanshi, I didn't pass by Huangliang, so I never met Lao Rongtou.
I don’t know what Lao Rongtou meant by specifically telling him to meet him when he left Huangliang? Forget it, it’s useless to think about it. After returning to Huangliang, I can have a good talk with Lao Rongtou about the situation in Huangliang.
Although he also listened to Xia Dechang's views on the situation in Huangliang, Guan Yun always felt that Xia Dechang's analysis of the situation in Huangliang was biased. It was not that he did not believe in the vision of Xia Dechang, the executive deputy director of the Organization Department of the Provincial Committee, but
It is believed that Xia Dechang's character is lacking, so his view of the problem must not be objective enough.
If others knew that Guan Yun would rather believe the words of an old man selling sesame cakes than the executive deputy director of the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, they would definitely be shocked. But no matter how surprised others are, Guan Yun stubbornly believes that Xia Dechang
Neither his view nor the layout of the situation in Huangliang was perfect. He could not let Xia Dechang influence his thoughts. He had to have his own clear ideas regarding the situation in Huangliang.
He can serve as the fulcrum for Jiang Xuesong, Cui Tong and even Xia Dechang, but he must have his own thoughts and cannot become a puppet to be manipulated, otherwise the glory of being a fulcrum will soon turn into the sadness of being reduced to cannon fodder.
Arriving at home, Guan Yun thanked the driver and pushed open the courtyard door. The courtyard door was still thick and silent, and the courtyard was bathed in the cold moonlight, just like silent history. Suddenly, he remembered his mother facing Leng Feng in Huangliang.
As calm as he was with Leng Yue, he knew that he had neither paid serious attention to the small courtyard where he grew up, nor had he ever understood his mother.
The little girl came out with light steps.
Taking a closer look, Guan Yun noticed that the little sister's every move was very similar to her mother's, especially the gentleness of her steps when she raised her feet. Then he thought about how the little sister grew up in Kong County, but the words and deeds of the people around her were different.
Their behavior is completely different, and their temperament and elegance are actually comparable to those of Xia Lai and Jin Yijia who grew up in aristocratic families in the capital.
Only through comparison can one identify. Guan Yun found that he was still too negligent before. Thinking about it now, the younger sister's temperament and elegance are both innate and nurtured.
Nurture…no doubt it’s my mother’s influence.
"Brother, you're back." The younger sister's faint tone revealed joy. She is a girl who rarely feels happy or sad. She is usually calm and calm, "Mom, Dad, and Wen Lin have been waiting for you for a long time."
Guan Yun touched his little sister's head: "Have you decided which university to take admission to next year?"
"It's Beijing University. I want to be admitted to a higher education institution like you." The younger sister looked confident.
"Okay, I support you." Guan Yun smiled and hugged the younger sister's shoulders. He felt that the younger sister had lost a little weight, so he couldn't help complaining. "Why have you lost weight again?"
"It's better to be thinner. Don't you like fat girls?"
"But you are too thin, you need to take more nutrition." Guan Yun's concern for his little sister was sincere, but there was another layer of worry in his heart. If the little sister was really admitted to Beijing University, the Rong family would know that the little sister was there.
If you go to school in Beijing, will you go to school to find her?
Entering the house, her parents were both there. Wen Lin sat meekly on the edge of the kang. When she saw Guan Yun enter the house, she jumped to the ground: "Guan Yun, are you back? Are you okay?"
Wen Lin accompanied her parents back from Huangliang, which was a good thing for her. Basically few people knew about the thrilling journey from Huangliang to Yanshi. The fewer people who knew, the better, so as not to worry about him unnecessarily.
heart of.
Seeing Wen Lin being stimulated by the heating in the room, her face was as rosy as jade, and she became even more beautiful. In addition, the lights at home were not bright enough to save electricity, and the effect of seeing beauty under the lights made her whole body covered with a layer of light.
Guan Yun sighed inwardly, feeling as if she was in a dream. If the little girl has an elegant temperament, she is not a native of Kong County. Her beauty cannot represent the style of Kong County. Then Wen Lin's beauty is truly genuine.
The natural beauty of a person is nurtured by the right soil and water.
Wen Lin is a flower of Kong County that combines the beauty of Kong County!
"I'm back, it's okay." Guan Yun took the hot water from the little sister and took a sip, "Wen Lin, how is the finishing work in Pingqiu Mountain going?"
"Everything went well." Wen Lin obviously didn't want to talk more about official matters. She was concerned about Guan Yun's health and future, "Are you feeling well? Also, when will you go to the city?"
Mu Bangfang smiled slightly: "Wen Lin, don't worry. When he comes in, he has to talk about everything one by one."
Wen Lin blushed and sat back on the kang: "He is used to one person having enough food and the whole family not being hungry. He never takes other people's concerns to heart."
"Haha..." Guan Chengren smiled happily, "It's understandable that Wen Lin cares about Guan Yun..."
Before he could go further into the topic, Mu Bangfang immediately changed the subject: "Guan Yun, you are going to work in the city. The work in the county must be handed over well. Don't let people leave without clearing up the matter and become infamous. You and
Isn’t Wen Lin also doing something about traveling to Pingqiu Mountain? Today I knew you were coming back, so I asked her to come and sort out your affairs."
In an instant, Guan Yun understood his mother's good intentions. Even if he had to report to the municipal committee tomorrow, there was no need to rush to sort out the matter of Wen Lin and him jointly developing Pingqiu Mountain tonight, and besides, he was at home. Mom was
Smart man, her intention couldn't be more obvious. She clearly wanted him to sort things out with Wen Lin in Pingqiu Mountain, but she actually wanted him to sort out their relationship with Wen Lin.
He is leaving Kong County, and Wen Lin will soon be separated from each other. Although Huangliang is not far from Kong County, after all, we can not see each other as often as we do now, and it is obvious that my mother has vetoed the possibility of Wen Lin marrying into the Guan family. Since
If you can't marry Wen Lin, don't delay Wen Lin's youth any longer.
Wen Lin's face also changed drastically in an instant. Fortunately, she restrained her emotions. Perhaps she had been mentally prepared in her heart. After a trace of loneliness and helplessness flashed in her eyes, she returned to her true self and even smiled: "Okay.
, it’s time to figure it out.”
Winter nights, when dripping water turns to ice, are really not a good time for walking. In addition, the vocational middle school is located in the wild and there are no buildings around, so it feels very windy. Guan Yun and Wen Lin walked into the quiet campus, and their moods became inexplicably calm.
Many, feeling Wen Lin's little hand touching it quietly, he didn't hesitate and grabbed it in the palm of his hand.
Compared with Xia Lai's weak and boneless little hands, Jin Yijia's little hands are smooth and pleasant, and Wen Lin's little hands are warm and fleshy. Holding them in the hand gives people a very solid feeling, which is a kind of solid and peaceful life. There are girls at home.
For An, Wen Lin is a born good wife and mother.
Guan Yun actually wanted to hold Wen Lin's hand till the end of time, and then look down at the tenderness in his hand... Unfortunately, he was burdened with too many love debts, and Jin Yijia was sad when he left.
The look in Xia Lai's eyes made him heartbroken, and the desperate look in Xia Lai's eyes when he left made him heartbroken!
But Wen Lin's silent and tender eyes also made him addicted to it, and he just wanted to sleep.
If his final destiny is not to leave Kong County, then marrying Wen Lin is a good choice, but now, the situation is pressing, and he can no longer turn back. Not to mention the life-and-death relationship between Jin Yijia and him, it was Xia Lai who proposed to break up
His unfeeling made him unable to accept it for a while, and he firmly believed that Xia Lai would change his mind one day.
Xia Lai... was his unforgettable first love after all. He also knew that Xia Lai's choice to escape was not his intention but out of necessity. He didn't want Xia Lai to lose his love again after suffering a heavy setback in his life.
Wen Lin slowly leaned forward and hugged Guan Yun's arm - it was also the first time in her life that she hugged Guan Yun's arm. Although she and Guan Yun had an attempted skin-to-skin kiss, they were like lovers.
This was the first time they took a walk together. She clung to Guan Yun's body and walked, and suddenly a few tears fell down.
"Human... I still can't fight against fate, I admit it." Wen Lin's nose was red from the cold. Although there were tears in her eyes, a smile broke out on her face, "I can't compare to Xia Lai and your unforgettable first love.
It can't compare to Jin Yijia's wholehearted devotion to you. Who made me meet you too late? Even if I am my childhood sweetheart, we were just playing house when we were young."
"What do you want to say?" Guan Yun was confused by Wen Lin. He stretched out his hand to tuck Wen Lin's hair, carefully and gently, and then hugged Wen Lin hard into his arms, "It's too cold, don't catch a cold.
Well, let’s go back.”
"I'm not going back, so I just want you to hold me for a little longer." Wen Lin turned from Guan Yun's side to the front of him, hugging his waist with both hands, "I want to tell you a decision of mine, do you want to
Don’t want to hear it?”
"What decision?" Guan Yun was amused by Wen Lin. Seeing her serious look, as if she had decided on some major life event, she couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Stop being pretentious and say it."
"Before I say anything, please promise me something."
"Okay, I agree."
"Don't laugh at me." Wen Lin reached out and hooked up with Guan Yun.
Guan Yun hooked Wen Lin's little finger: "Definitely not."
"Tonight, please don't stay at home and go to the old house with me, okay?" Wen Lin said shyly, and suddenly her face turned red like blood. {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com Thank you all book friends for your support.