ng Cheng’an frowned as he took the cigarette from Mr. ng’s hand, rcilessly threw it on the ground, and stomped it out.
"Where did it co from?"
In his youth, the old man smoked too much, which damaged his lungs, and the doctor had strictly forbidden him from smoking.
Now, buying cigarettes not only costs money but also requires coupons. He shouldn’t have any coupons.
The cigarette was stomped out, but Mr. ng wasn’t angry. He looked at his grandson and smiled, saying, "Old Lin ca by and gave one."
The "Old Lin" in the old man’s mouth referred to Director Lin of the chanical Factory.
Twenty-so years ago, Director Lin had worked as a guard for Mr. ng.
After the old man brought his grandson here, he had received a lot of care from him, and ng Cheng’an’s job was obtained this way too.
ng Cheng’an: "What was he doing here?"
Given their current situation, most people would avoid them, let alone him.
As he spoke of this matter, Mr. ng’s eyes turned red. He held his grandson’s hand, "AnAn, Grandpa was wrong, woo woo woo..."
ng Cheng’an was a bit annoyed with him, "Speak human words."
This child, truly cold!
Mr. ng sighed and said in a muffled voice, "It’s my fault. I should have sent you away back then to live with your aunt. At least you would have lived without worry, always having food and drink, and lived like a young master. But you followed , lived a life not worth ntioning, and were constantly looked down upon. I don’t know what those at the top will decide about next, and you, in the future..."
Mr. ng glanced at his grandson, "If sothing bad happens again, don’t bla Grandpa."
ng Cheng’an squatted in front of the old man, angry and fierce, "What bad thing again?!"
So fierce, so fierce, precious grandson is so fierce.
Mr. ng sniffled, "Old Lin just ca by, said he received news that the higher-ups want to take to Beijing, leaving tomorrow. He doesn’t know what exactly is going on, and the higher-ups didn’t explain clearly either. Sigh, from the tone, it doesn’t sound very optimistic."
Not optimistic...
ng Cheng’an scoffed and sat directly on the ground.
So, Grandpa might be detained, and he might be relocated to so farm or remote area to live in a cowshed?
"Heh, ha ha ha..."
ng Cheng’an buried his head, laughing softly, bitter and frustrated, suppressing a breath inside, desperately wanting to destroy and vent.
The old man heard that the grandson’s voice wasn’t right, and patted his shoulder, "AnAn, AnAn? Don’t get worked up yet, this is the worst-case scenario, and there’s also the possibility that nothing will happen. Don’t overthink it, just wait for Grandpa to return."
ng Cheng’an looked up at the old man, "Grandpa, tell , why today? Why now?"
Growing up, it was rare for him to like a girl, and she agreed too, mutual feelings of love.
Yet now, he’s told that the grandfather and grandson are facing trouble again. What is he supposed to do?
The grandson looked at him pitifully and helplessly, and the old man’s heart tightened too.
The grandfather and grandson had depended on each other for over ten years, and this wasn’t the first ti things had gone wrong.
In the past, the grandson was even stronger than him; he would sotis comfort him, saying that as long as they were alive, everything would pass.
So why today, what’s up with this person?
The old man sighed and asked, "Did sothing happen?"
ng Cheng’an nodded.
"Give Grandpa a hint."
ng Cheng’an shook his head, "I don’t want to talk about it."
Right now, the last thing he wants to discuss is this matter.
The old man was silent for a while, then quietly asked his grandson, "How about I find a way to send you out."
This "going out" ant sending him abroad.
Mr. ng had been stuck in this small courtyard for over ten years, yet his forr resources were still there. If he wanted, he could still send his grandson out, but only one of them could leave.
The old man thought his grandson had had enough of this life, suffered too much, and felt too stifled.
ng Cheng’an: "I don’t want to go."
He didn’t want to before, and even more so now.
"Then what is this about?"
ng Cheng’an took a deep breath, "Let’s not ntion this again."
ng Cheng’an returned to his room.
The old man watched his back, vaguely guessing sothing.
It might be related to that girl; he liked her and wanted to be with her. But given the current family situation...
Mr. ng frowned, pulling out another cigarette from his bag and continued to smoke.
Forget it, gamble my life, better than losing a granddaughter-in-law too.
...
The next day, during lunch, Tian Xiang looked for ng Cheng’an in the canteen but didn’t see him.
In the afternoon, after work, she specifically returned to the factory from the housing complex, thinking that since they had agreed yesterday, he should be waiting for her by the bike shed, but ended up with nothing.
What’s this guy doing?
Working overti?
Tian Xiang waited by the flower bed for about twenty minutes, but seeing no one, she set her bike aside and went to the publicity office.
They had agreed to go to the riverbank together, but hadn’t decided where to et or what ti to go.
Yesterday he was so excited, so why wasn’t he in a hurry today?
Tian Xiang was a bit miffed, thinking she should reprimand him later, because if they’re going to be a couple, he can’t just leave her hanging like this!
When she got there, he was nowhere to be found. The whole office only had Lu Zazha with so young won.
A few young ladies from the arts departnt seed to be discussing sothing, surrounding Lu Feng, chatting and laughing.
He only just parted from Widow Jiang, and now he couldn’t help but be flirtatious with others outside.
Tian Xiang disdainfully glanced at him, turned around, and left.
Watching the distant back, Lu Feng raised an eyebrow, then glanced at the ordinary won around him, and smiled, saying, "End of shift was a while ago, let’s stop here today, everyone go on ho, we’ll discuss the rest later..."
On the other side.
Tian Xiang rode her bike to the bridgehead, wavering between heading to Sanli Lane and the resettlent area.
Having planned to et up, but unable to find him at the last mont.
What’s happened to him?
Is sothing wrong?
Or is he hesitating?
Tian Xiang couldn’t understand, wanting to ask him for clarification.
But doing this would seem like she’s too eager, clinging to him.
This feeling isn’t good either.
She’s a fine, pretty young woman, after all, it’s not like she can’t find soone else.
Forget it, let’s leave it for tomorrow.
Working in the sa factory, he can’t run away anyway.
Feeling gloomy, Tian Xiang returned, and at the alley entrance to the complex, she ran into Pan Yuzhen.
Holding a handful of sunflower seeds, Pan Yuzhen pulled Tian Xiang aside and said, "Xiangxiang, did you know Tian Chuying went to the textile factory?"
"Went to the textile factory? When did that happen?"
She hadn’t paid attention to the neighbors these last few days, so she knew nothing of it.
Pan Yuzhen: "It was just confird today, she starts work tomorrow."
Tian Xiang: "Oh."
Well, let her go. It’s probably a job Lu Feng found for her, as a reward for helping with the Widow Jiang matter.
Last ti, when they tricked that person, Tian Chuying had ntioned in a past life, after confirming her relationship with Lu Feng, she had also gone to work at the textile factory.
Unexpectedly, in this life, the job fell to Tian Chuying.
Sadly, she never managed to regain her role as the main character.
The next day, when leaving for work with her backpack, Tian Xiang again ran into Tian Chuying.
Dressed smartly, carrying a lunch box cover, with an army green shoulder bag, she glanced sideways at Tian Xiang when getting her bike, wearing a cold smile.
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