Section 7, Bitterness

Shall we go to the roller skating rink for a stroll first? Wu Changqing said, exhaling a puff of smoke as if savoring the moment

Oh? Zhao Guodong also frowned. In the past two years, the male workers recruited from outside have generally been engaged in the most arduous and labor-intensive jobs. How could my elder sister take a liking to such a person

Seeing his younger brother's evasive demeanor, Zhao Guodong felt somewhat moved. Wu Changqing also made some valid points; Dezhan was already nearly twenty years old, and Zhao had long been aware that Dezhan wanted to smoke. However, he had always pretended not to know. In front of him, Zhao Dezhan had never dared to smoke, and it seemed that he had been a bit too overbearing.

Mom, I have time to see what Liu Cheng is like first, anyway, I'm closer to home now. Didn't I say I can go home every day? I can come back every few days, there are plenty of opportunities.

Hearing Wang Fei drag Kong Yue into the conversation again, Zhao Guodong shook his head helplessly. After so many years, did these guys really think they were still in love with Kong Yue? What a joke. He hadn't seen Kong Yue in two or three years either. Ever since he got close to Tang Jin, Zhao Guodong seemed to have lost the desire for flirtation he once had. He had become much more serious, and with Tang Jin by his side all day, he didn't even dare to entertain any mischievous thoughts. What a joke. He hadn't seen Kong Yue in two or three years either. Ever since he got close to Tang Jin, Zhao Guodong seemed to have lost the desire for flirtation he once had. He had become much more serious, and with Tang Jin by his side all day, he didn't even dare to entertain any mischievous thoughts.

And the students gathered their attention when they exclaimed, "Oh? Guodong has a partner now?"

"Do not say that; there are many people who are eighteen or nineteen years old, and they are only two years younger than us." Wang Fei adjusted his glasses and said with a mysterious expression, "However, it is impossible for Guodong to run into Kong Yue there. Why don't we go to the club ballroom instead?"

Fang Zi Quan and Wang Fei are both close friends of Zhao Guodong from middle school, while Wu Changqing's relationship is not as close; they were merely classmates. Now that they are all adults, their interactions have become much more affectionate.

Zhao Guodong felt somewhat bitter; he had not yet dared to mention to Tang Jin that he had been assigned to Jiangmiao Station. However, this concealment could not last for more than two days. Their relationship already felt somewhat distant, and now with the assignment to Jiangmiao, it was uncertain what kind of waves would be stirred up.

Mom, where is Liu Cheng from? Is he a factory worker's child? Zhao Guodong unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt; the wind from the fan felt somewhat humid and warm. It is not yet June, yet the weather has suddenly become quite intense.

Zhao Guodong ignored Wu Changqing but warmly patted the shoulder of one tall, slender young man and embraced him, "Ziquan, long time no see, why haven't you come to visit me? And Wang Fei, you still haven't taken off those glasses for reading and drawing, have you?"

Everyone has eaten at home. Today is the weekend. Should we go ice skating or dancing?" Wu Changqing also interjected, "You haven't been back for a long time. You must be quite unfamiliar with the factory now. How about we take a stroll around?"

"That's great, Guodong. We thought that after you became a police officer, you would be looking up at the sky. It was only after hearing from Changqing that we learned you were transferred back to Jiangmiao. This is wonderful; we old classmates can finally get together more often. " The tall, thin young man had a slightly flushed face, clearly a bit excited, while the short, bespectacled man was so excited that he was rubbing his hands together. "Guodong, it's good to have you back. It's been a long time since we were together, and our bond is starting to rust."

Indeed, my brother already has a girlfriend at the police academy. Zhao Deshan also found an opportunity to boast about his elder brother, saying, "She is from the urban area of Andu City."

Wu Changqing and two other young men were talking with Zhao Deshan by the laundry sink outside the door. Wu Changqing even tossed a cigarette to Zhao Deshan, who was about to light it when he suddenly saw his older brother walking out with a dark expression, prompting him to quickly take the cigarette from his mouth and pinch it in his hand

Brother, Changqing and Ziquan have come to see you" Zhao Deshan's deep voice called out from outside the window

"If you want to smoke, just smoke; don't act like a coward." With an annoyed glance at his younger brother, Zhao Guodong snorted and said, "I only have a couple of police pants since I just started working, and the uniform from school is already unusable. Let's talk about it again when new uniforms are issued next year"

Holding the half pack of Ashima that his elder brother tossed over, Zhao Deshan felt as if his bones were about to crumble. This was the first time his elder brother had given him cigarettes, and it was half a pack of Ashima at that. For Zhao Deshan, who only had ten yuan in pocket money for the entire month, this was quite a temptation

Hearing his brother's kindness, Zhao Deshan nodded repeatedly, thinking that now he could smoke openly. Just as he was about to light up, Wu Changqing shouted, "Guodong, take out your Ashima and sprinkle it around. Is it too shabby to smoke my Jiaxiu?"

Zhao Guodong shook his head helplessly, took out the remaining half of the pack of Ashima, and threw one to himself. Even Zhao Deshan was not exempt; he simply tossed the remaining half pack to Zhao Deshan. With only a few dollars in pocket money for the entire month, it was indeed a challenge for Deshan, being such a young man.

Indeed, indeed, Ziquan, let's go to the ice rink and the dance hall tonight to seek out 'pure friendship'.

Good female classmates? Hehe, hetushucom.com Guodong, even lies can't be spun well, how good can it be? " The house heavily punched Zhao Guodong once, with a mischievous smile, saying: "In this day and age, what kind of good relationship can there be between men and women, except for that kind of relationship? Is there really such a thing as pure friendship?"

What is there to change? Isn't it still the same? I see that the factory hasn't changed much over the past few years Zhao Guodong loosened his belt, the food at home is delicious, and he feels somewhat full

"Hehe, have you eaten? If not, you can make do at my place." Meeting a few old classmates, Zhao Guodong's mood instantly brightened.

"No, it's someone from Meixian who came in for work." It was evident that Xu Xiuqin was not particularly satisfied with the partner her daughter had chosen. Her daughter was commendable in both appearance and character, and she was a high school graduate, making her quite respectable in the factory. However, she had chosen an outsider, and not just any outsider, but an ordinary worker, which truly displeased her. Nevertheless, Xu Xiuqin had a gentle disposition and rarely interfered in her children's affairs, so she merely reminded her daughter to think carefully without imposing any strong opposition.

Do not associate me with Kong Yue; I have nothing to do with her at all

Wu Changqing, seeing Zhao Deshan's appearance, couldn't help but complain: "Guodong, it's your own business if you don't smoke, but Deshan is already quite grown up. Does he really need your approval to smoke a cigarette?"

You should also advise your sister when you have time. Although Liu Cheng is sincere and honest, such people are not in demand these days. If she marries him, she will suffer in the future. Xu Xiuqin sighed and said, "Guodong, your sister still listens to you. Right now, she doesn't heed what your father and I say, and she has even quarreled with Deshan a few times. Please try to persuade her.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, she's just a female classmate with whom I have a relatively good relationship. She works in the city, and our circumstances are worlds apart; we are not on the same path. We haven't been in contact for a long time now." Although he said this, Zhao Guodong's unease grew even more. What if it really comes true? What should he do?

A group of kids is playing; do we really lose our dignity by joining them? The house shook its head in response

Zhao Guodong could only scratch his head in agreement. His elder sister was only one year older than him, at twenty-two, which was indeed an appropriate age to find a partner. However, it was somewhat unexpected to consider a migrant worker as a match, no wonder the family was reluctant. It seemed that this matter would fall upon him to resolve. Coming home to such issues left Zhao Guodong feeling somewhat troubled.

Brother, when will you get me a pair of police pants?" Seeing Zhao Guodong's expression improve significantly, Zhao Deshan's courage also grew. He held the cigarette in his hand, wanting to put it in his mouth, but hesitated a bit.