Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> Rebirth of the Urban Crocodile

Text Chapter 255: Wandering

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    It was evening when Li Guotang came back from a business trip.  ¡°Chief, should I drive you home?¡± The driver, Xiao Chen, hesitated.  He knew about the chief's family coming from Hunan Province.  As soon as he returned from the business trip, Li Guotang arranged for him to put the car into storage.  Xiao Chen thought about it, it still takes more than ten minutes to walk from the office building to the residential area.  It's better to send the chief to his home first. I believe the chief's house has been sorted out.  "Okay, how far can it be?" Li Guotang waved his hand. "You also drove for a day, which was harder than me. After putting the car away, you go back and rest early. I have some things to do here." After that, he carried the documents and information  The office is packed.  Li Guotang abides by the confidentiality regulations. If it is general information, there is no problem in taking it home.  Confidential and top-secret documents must be locked in a safe, and even family members cannot take a look.  There is a pond of more than ten acres, with willow trees planted on one side of the pond. The willow trees are graceful and graceful during the day, but under the bright moon at night, they look strange and terrifying.  On the other side is the vegetable plot cultivated by the families of the troops.  There is a path beside the pond, showing a faint outline in the moonlight.  Li Guotang was eager to go home and took a small road.  Although he was not at the station for the past two days, he believed that with his wife's diligence and ability, the home must have been arranged.  Soon we passed the pond and a piece of land and entered the family area.  You can reach home just around the corner.  Li Guotang looked at the house in front of him. The closer he got, the more he felt something was wrong.  The door of the house was ajar, and light came from the gap between the window and the door.  There was some music sound coming from the room, which Li Guotang was familiar with.  The large conference room of the army is equipped with one.  But no matter how I thought about it, I didn¡¯t think I would have such a thing at home.  Is it possible?  Li Guotang thought for a moment at the door and opened the door.  What you see is a room full of people.  Mostly kids.  The high and low stools, you can tell at a glance that they were brought from their respective homes.  Everyone was sitting in an orderly manner, looking straight ahead without blinking.  When someone entered the room, no one turned around to look at them, they all just ignored them.  Directly in front of the room is a large color TV.  It's bigger than the color TV set in the military conference room.  At this moment, a very clear TV series was playing inside.  This clarity is compared to the TV set in the unit.  This is?  There were a few older ones whose eyes flashed towards the door.  He quickly stood up and one of them muttered "chief".  These are employees attached to the military station.  They all live nearby, and Li Guotang still has some impressions.  Li Guotang waved his hand and motioned for everyone to continue watching.  It was inconvenient to have a large crowd, so after talking to Wang Lianxiang for a few words.  I endured my doubts and watched TV.  This question.  Even bigger after the kids watching TV dispersed.  Wang Lianxiang took Li Guotang into a room inside.  The door of this room was deliberately locked.  Looking at the radio recorder, liquor, food, cartons and bags, there are all kinds of items.  Li Guotang didn't look happy. Every time he looked at something, his brows became tighter.  "What's going on?" Although my family is much better than the average family, it's not like this.  How much money does Li Guotang have?  Wang Lianxiang and Li Guotang are completely different, with smiles between their eyebrows.  I brought my eldest son Minato back from school and brought back a lot of things from Minato.  In Hunan Province.  When I saw him off, others gave me a lot of things.  These things were briefly discussed.  Having said this.  He also pulled out a small bag from somewhere.  When he opened it, he saw a thick stack of ten Chinese national coins. "Here's Xiaodong, who gave me a lot of money when he left." "Do you believe it?" After listening, Li Guotang was silent for a long time, frowning in thought.  My son went to Hong Kong to study and worked and studied in his spare time. He was able to get so much money and buy so many things.  Do you really have such a high salary when working in a capitalist society?  "Don't you believe it?" Wang Lianxiang asked.  Li Guotang was speechless. If not, where did his money come from?  "You mean, Xiaodong has returned to the port area now?" Li Guotang was full of doubts and was really confused and unhappy.  If the son was still at home and wanted to figure things out no matter what, he would not blindly believe what his son said like his wife.  Of course, even if the answer was really what his wife said, he would still like it to come from his son's mouth.  Wang Lianxiang smiled and nodded.  ¡°This little bastard seems to be busier than me!¡± Li Guotang cursed.  "He is a little brat, you are his father, what are you?" Wang Lianxiang's face grew longer as she suddenly scolded her son to her husband.  "Hehe" Li Guotang felt a rare moment of embarrassment.  "Why are you scolding your son? Your son still wants to buy you something. Look at those big boxes." Wang Lianxiang pointed to several large cardboard boxes in the middle of the room.  Li Guotang followed Wang Lianxiang's hand and looked over, "Well, it looks like a cigarette box?"  NoI was surprised. There were fifty packs in one box. How many cigarettes should there be?  Ordinary people can at most go through the back door and buy one or two cigarettes based on the quota.  "These are several boxes of cigarettes. Xiaodong said they are premium cigarettes produced in Yun Province, and the quality is very good. It's hard for the child to have a heart, and I don't know where I bought them for you to smoke." Wang Lianxiang said angrily.  "Can't I scold my son? Let me see." Li Guotang became interested when he heard it was cigarettes.  "My son said, there is another treasure here for you." Wang Lianxiang rummaged through a box and handed something over.  "Imported windproof lighter?" Li Guotang blurted out his words. ??¡­ Others are ¡°timid in close proximity to home¡±, but Li Zhendong is ¡°timid in close proximity¡±.  At an intersection on Cuizhu Road in Li City, I turned into the family area of ??a factory.  Li Zhendong, holding two bottles of wine and a cigarette in his hand, stopped in front of an old three-story building.  Li Zhendong acted alone.  It was not good for Dagang and the others to follow him, so they were kicked out by Li Zhendong to see the scenery in Qixing Park.  Li City in Guangxi Province has the most beautiful scenery in the world.  However, Li Zhendong did not come here to travel and see the scenery.  I have seen too much in my previous life.  I came here to see people.  My wife in my previous life was from Zhejiang Province. After my parents were transferred, I started living in Li City since elementary school.  After Li Zhendong got married, he accompanied his wife back to her parents' home during the New Year and holidays. She was very familiar with where she lived.  Now, Li Zhendong has returned to this world, and time and space have changed.  Around him, some people gradually changed the direction of their destiny.  Therefore, Li Zhendong eagerly wanted to see if the beauty was still there.  If you are here, you can take a look at what it looked like when you were a child.  "Hello, sir. Does Zhong Huakang live here?" Li Zhendong said hello politely and pointed to the first floor of a unit.  There are cockscombs, epiphyllums, and roses planted in a small area next to the stairs.  "Zhong Huakang? Never heard of it." This is an old man with white beard and hair.  "Never heard of it? How is that possible? Isn't he the workshop director of the factory?" "Workshop director? There is no workshop director named Zhong in our factory." The old man was stunned for a moment, and then answered in the affirmative after thinking about it.  "Uncle, did you remember wrongly?" "Wrong? My child, I have lived here for decades, and I know exactly who lives in which household around here." The old man questioned his own words to the young man,  A little unhappy this time.  A middle-aged man walked by, heard the conversation, and echoed the old man, saying that there was indeed no one named Zhong Huakang here.  Is there no one?  Li Zhendong still didn't believe it.  After thanking the old man, I asked several people in succession, and the answer I got was that there was no such person.  Later, Li Zhendong simply stepped forward and knocked on the door.  The person who opened the door was a strange middle-aged man in his forties. After hearing the young man's purpose, he said rudely: There is no such person.  With a bang, the door was closed.  After Li Zhendong came out, he stood quietly under an osmanthus tree and looked at the three-story old building.  Did the butterfly's wings really undergo unpredictable changes?  Where is the beautiful woman?  Li Zhendong looked at the familiar environment and unfamiliar crowds, smiled slightly and shook his head.  I think of the past days, will I see you again in the future?  I wore black clothes and walked down the lonely and desolate street.  When I walk down the lonely and desolate street, I will no longer smile, clasping my fingers and flicking the window where we met, and the corresponding echo of the sweetheart gradually fades away.  The fading back, the shy face, and the blurred eyes were memories that will never disappear in my heart.  I have traveled through the south of the Yangtze River, and the dreams of youth have long gone.  And in the time that flies by, it seems that the faces of spring willows, drizzle, and hibiscus are still the same.  It seems that Hu Bo, Rang Rang, and Cai Ling's bare hands are still the same.  I traveled through the south of the Yangtze River, and the songs I once sung for my sweetheart echoed again in the fields, mountains, and rivers, and gradually became a sighing reminder of those past years!  Return(To be continued)
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report