Chapter 64

I didn't enter the commander's office until the laughter and footsteps completely disappeared in the corridor.

I thought my mother would come back soon, but I stood leaning against the door for a long time without catching any of her voice.

There was a certain moldy smoke smell in the air. It was so spicy that it was sprinkled with cumin in the tobacco.

On the glass tea table on the south side, several ceramic tea cups lined up, some of which were still steaming, and some fruits and debris were scattered beside them, and two piles of peanut skins were spread out, like a raised tomb.

I could almost see them happily as they were stuck in the sofa and splashed with saliva, especially Chen Jianjun, who was dancing and erratic, disgustingly exaggerated.

No choice, I opened the window.

Unexpectedly, a group of people who were waiting for the moment rushed in with the cold wind. They were heading towards the gate along the winding path. Chen Jianjun and Niu Xiuqin walked side by side at the top, with an old man and an old lady in the middle, and their mother and middle-aged woman fell at the end of the team.

The snow and the wind were so huge that they were ready to swallow them at any time.

The team stopped in front of the doorman, and her mother fucked her pockets with both hands and stomped her feet. I wonder if it was an illusion, she even turned her face and glanced at the window.

I think I should avoid it, but in fact I didn’t move, yes, maybe the cold winter makes people solidify.

After walking around the house and kneading two melon seeds, I didn't know what to do.

There is a brown-red glass bookcase against the wall on the north side, and there are about a dozen trophies on the upper floor, which are all kinds and varied.

After counting, there were four annual Cultural Contribution Awards awarded by the Pinghai Municipal Government, all of which were glass and cold all over, so I shivered.

The rest are probably made of metal, either white or yellow, and some are tied with red ribbons. It can't be said to be ugly, and it must not be considered good-looking.

There are two most similar Oscars, both of which are created by the National Opera Association. One is the Excellent Group Award and the other is the Gold Award in the Performance category. Of course, it is said to be the Gold Award, but it looks golden, but in fact it is just brass. My mother said that the little gilding cannot keep up with the small gold button on the cigarette pot of my grandfather's early years.

If you remember correctly, these two trophies were awarded in Tianjin.

After watching this for a while, I closed the doors and windows and walked towards the bedroom.

The door was locked and it took a while to find the key in the drawer of the desk.

A refreshing fragrance.

Yellow and blue striped bed sheets, pink embroidered quilt cover.

I sat on the sofa for a while, got up and put water in the bathroom. When I came back, I rolled onto my mother's bed.

I subconsciously groped and found nothing, although I couldn't say what I was looking for.

I sat up on the bed and flipped through the bedside table. In addition to sanitary napkins, cold anti-inflammatory drugs and a number of cosmetics, I only found two books.

"The Complete Works of Camus" is an old book. I have seen it at home before. Another book is full of ink. It is obvious that Jelinek's "Piano Teacher" was opened not long after it was opened.

This guy just won the Nobel Prize last year and has never read the novel. He watched the movie of the same name in the midnight show near Pingyang Railway Station. The plot is completely forgotten. I only remember that the heavy breathing of the male and female protagonists when they kissed in the public toilet made me suddenly wake up in my drowsiness.

After a few lines, I couldn't see any cleverness. I was about to put it back into the drawer and found that there were a few words written on the inner page at the end of the book, narrow, long and thin, dragon flying and wind dancing, and the strength was penetrated by the back of the paper.

It took me ten seconds to recognize Quanhu: Gift Fenglan, friend, 01...

01。

So I turned the book from beginning to end, and then of course the things were returned to their original position and placed both drawers properly.

Maybe the summer and autumn clothes were all picked up, and the wardrobe was a little empty. A suit, two tweed coats, a down jacket, a few pairs of pants, and most of the clothes drying rods were bare.

The bottom large drawer sheet is still underwear, I couldn't help but touch and sniff it, and quickly put it back.

I touched the corners of several drawers and found nothing, but an inexplicable fragrance filled my chest, making me dizzy.

I can't say it's perfume or a pesticide.

It was not until Wang Weichao called that I suddenly realized that the yellow-brown Gucci paper bag was gone.

When I went downstairs, I almost ran into my mother at the corner of the second floor.I passed by, and my heart twitched.

What's the hurry, you can't walk slowly?She stopped and smiled, where are you going?

I subconsciously huh.I think I should stop, but my legs and feet are not controlled, and I can walk along the handrail for two or three steps.

The older I grow, the more rude I don’t know how to say something when I see someone. My mother seemed to be tugging at the corner of her clothes, looking stupid all day!

I glanced back.She turned around and stood on the first step, fucking her hands in the down jacket pocket, and the brown long skirt under her slender waist was round and curved.I nodded again and rushed down the stairs in one step.

I won’t talk to you, Yan Lin!The mother simply turned around.

If there is something urgent, I look up hastily, and I don’t have time to talk to you.

It was indeed an urgent matter. After more than three hours of billiards, I called two dumb pussy to have a meal together.

A bottle of Luzhou Laojiao and a bottle of Hengshui Laobaigan, each of whom got four or five taels.

When asked about the foundation during the meal, Wang Weichao first expressed his ignorance, but later said he seemed to have a slight impression. The final conclusion was that such an organization was just a cover, except for the limited effect of money laundering.

Of course, he said it was an irresponsible view.

Some people say that they are really irresponsible. As for the foundation, they will always have a side that promotes public welfare.

Another stupid man said that in addition to money laundering, he can also embezzle public funds and embezzle bribes. How can he say that his effect is limited?

The three of them were talking nonstop, and I felt it was too noisy.The greasy crowd around him was as jubilant as a hot pot.

At around nine o'clock when I got home, my father came to open the door. After he grabbed a towel and danced around me, he asked how much he drank.

I smiled and said there wasn't much.

He laughed loudly, shouting at the living room while laughing: You guessed it right!

What my mother should have said, but I couldn't hear it.

When I changed my shoes and entered the living room, I found that the whole family was sitting neatly on the sofa. What was the Emperor Wu of Han and starring Chen Baoguo on the TV? The so-called annual spring drama is actually very stupid.

Grandma asked me if it was snowing heavily, and I said that was it.

In fact, the snow is not small, so when we come out of the hotel, we make our plans to sing and scrub our karaoke and bath.

What's rare is that my mother didn't call to urge her tonight.

She leaned against the couch, holding her chin on her right, without even looking at me.

I took off my coat and sat down on the single sofa, to be precise, on the handrail.

As always, my father was drinking peanuts and sipped a little wine. He asked me if I wanted to do some more, so I fell head-on into the sofa.

The mother said sincerely, got up and went into the kitchen, and after a while, she brought out a bowl of water.

When she put it down in front of me, she said: You still know how to come back.

I smiled and took a sip of water.Honey water.

You said you are so adult, and you don’t know if you call me?She leaned back on the sofa, her pretty face tense.

knew.

What do you know?My mother sat up again, her chest undulating.Her hair was tied behind her head, and her fair cheeks were like a flowing moon.

I don't know anything, I know everything!

For no reason, I suddenly shouted like this.

Yes, I admit I was a little excited, and in order to match this sentence, I even stood up, my voice trembling.

With a scorching and hard look, Tao Hong hooked up with Tian Fu's shoulder and blew a cool breath in his ear.

She giggled with laughter.

When I came out of the bedroom, there was no one in the living room. My parents' room had lights on, but I couldn't hear any sound.

After washing up and urinating, I sat on the sofa in the living room for a long time.

In the darkness, the snow on the balcony was as white as a layer of fine sand.

For a while, I hope my mother can come out, go to the bathroom or whatever.

I was sure to look at her and even say a few words.

Of course, this shameful thought quickly retreated in the darkness, like a silkworm peeling off its skin.

More importantly, the mother could not come out, but in fact, the lights were simply turned off in the parents' room.

I got up dizzyly, and when I reached the bedroom door, I hesitated for a moment, but turned back to the study.

Like the first folder, there are eight videos in the second folder. At this moment, they are hanging on the screen, like clusters of dark blue ghost fires. I don’t understand which one I have seen.

Sniff, put on your headphones, and lean on the back of the chair.

Only then did I realize that my stomach was burning badly.

The first video file name is mini-DV-dcr-pc7-20011105011.

A dark shadow in the dim sky.

Friction sound.

The dark shadow cleared his throat, and the dimness spread out in the picture like ink soaking rice paper.

Niu Xiuqin twisted her waist while retreating, she said:

I am not lazy, I have not lost any exercise. The key is my physical condition. Ah, I can get fat if I drink water!

Just talk nonsense, you have whatever you want in your figure, but you are not satisfied.A familiar voice overflowed from the upper left corner of the screen.She chuckled and said a long time.

I'm applauding?

Niu Xiuqin stood firm, sideways, and puts her hands on her hips. This is called fat!

As she said this, she turned her back to the camera and jumped to the right.

Even though the pixels were a little shattered, the butt wrapped in black pants was still shaking.

According to you, you have to be as thin as a bamboo pole.

Just as her fat buttocks moved, her mother was sent to the screen by the dimness on her left.

She held the mug in her hand and leaned against the head of the bed, a flat shadow flowing down the white sheets.

You can do this, you must have a waist, long legs, Niu Xiuqin smiled and twisted her waist, paused suddenly, lowered her voice, let alone a man, I drooled!

My mother didn't say anything, but coughed, followed by four or five small coughs, laughing and coughing, and her breasts under the red sweater were trembling violently.She had to put down her mug and cover her mouth lightly.

Niu Xiuqin twisted her waist.

Oh my god.It took a while for her mother to recover her language skills. She breathed a lot and her cheeks were rosy.

Just have fun.

Look at you, you are still an aunt!

As an aunt, you have to tell the truth. Niu Xiuqin took a step and pressed her legs. Oh, how about Auntie's coffee?

Well, my mother sniffs, it’s sour and fragrant.

I have a little bit of home, so I will go back tomorrow to clean up some for you.

No, no, no.

You can't buy this on the market. Don't be polite to me, Ah.

The mother smiled, holding the mug without saying anything.

Niu Xiuqin changed her legs.

Alas, you said you can have a meeting when you have a meeting, and you have to pull me... Can't the Opera Association pull me up?

Niu Xiuqin groaned.

Besides, what can I do when I have a meeting? I have known after being a teacher for so many years. It’s okay, but the meeting is only held!

Don't say that, Secretary Chen is a fan of meetings.

Yeah?Mother raised her face.Caught off guard, the two of them laughed at the same time, and Niu Xiuqin even sat on the ground.Her curly hair shook in front of the camera like a dog's hair.

I think it's a bit exaggerated.

You, Niu Xiuqin stopped laughing and got up from the ground. According to Secretary Chen, she is the representative of the private new theater troupe. What is that... She patted her head, twisted her butt, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Yesterday I glanced at his speech and said, "Ah," said you are the representative of the private new theater troupe, the benchmark figure of cultural market reform, and the new force!"

Yeah?My mother seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the corners of her mouth quickly raised.

The two laughed again.Niu Xiuqin hugged her mother's calf and almost rolled on the bed.The latter was not much better, and her face was flooded with black hair.

I lit a cigarette.

Look, I'll make you happy.After a while, Niu Xiuqin sat up and said with a breath.

Am I happy?Where am I happy?My mother spread her hands and took a sip of the coffee that she couldn't buy on the market.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.I thought it was my illusion, but my mother stopped smiling and Niu Xiuqin turned her face.Who Ah?she asked.

I!Who is it not a sick pig?

Say Cao Cao is here.Wu Xiuqin smiled and stood up and flashed past the camera.

My mother got out of bed soon too.It took her two seconds to find shoes.She tidied her clothes and stroked her hair again.

Haven't had a rest yet?

Niu Xiuqin seemed to have opened the door.

At the same time, a white light penetrated into the picture, as if a layer of bright glaze was applied to the dim yellow.

My mother pulled the sweater again, and she was wearing black suit pants.

I can't sleep. I'm really idle. Seeing you laughing and laughing here, Chen Jianjun's voice is getting closer and closer. Didn't you both disturb your rest?

Oh!

No, no.The mother smiled and took a step forward.

Sitting on Ah, sitting on Ah, Captain Zhang.The sick pig exposed a piece of his arm and instantly shrank back.oops.He sighed, probably sitting down on his own.

My mother also sat back on the edge of the bed.She put her hands on her thighs, making the latter look particularly round.

Have some coffee?

Can I choose to drink tea?

cannot.

Then boil water, Ah?The sick pig made a sign-like laugh.

Mother laughed too.She turned on a white collar under her red sweater, and her neck and cheeks were particularly fair against her black hair.

What are you talking about when you are so happy?

Say Ah... Mother smiled and closed her hair and glanced out of the screen.

Come on, slow down, Niu Xiuqin finally appeared, saying Ah, saying you are a meeting fan!

Don't curse like this, Ah.Chen Jianjun laughed.

So the two women also laughed.

My mother was fine, she covered her mouth with one hand, Niu Xiuqin raised her face and trembled all over. I felt that her breasts could be completely thrown on Secretary Chen's face.

When this trembling performance art came to an end, Niu Xiuqin approached her mother and asked if she wanted to do some more.

While saying that, she twisted her butt, as if she was expressing the residual smile in her body language.

The mother reached out to hold the mug and said she hadn't finished drinking it yet.

Niu Xiuqin sat next to her mother on the edge of the bed, her chest raised high.

During the above process, Chen Jianjun sighed a few pleasant sighs.

After that, he cleared his throat and said: This... I apologize first. Ah, it is really not good to force the leader Zhang to come, but I also have my plans.

Take a look, Niu Xiuqin scratched her mother's arm, of course you have your plans.

The mother took a sip of coffee and raised her head again.

Our Fengwu Theater Ah, as a new force in cultural market reform, Ah, as...

The two women immediately burst into laughter, a little impatient.Niu Xiuqin rolled onto the bed, her plump thighs thighs thighs tugged together.

My mother bent down and lowered her head, holding the mug tightly, as if it would fly into the sky without this.

Her smile sometimes was no longer intermittent, and her occasionally exposed cheeks became more rosy under the bright white glaze.

In this way, from the troupe to Pingju, from Pinghai to Pingyang, from the customs and customs to old events, laughter sounded one after another without exception.

Even if Chen Jianjun made up an old joke that even I knew, he could win a burst of laughter.

These people undoubtedly have been planted with some kind of poison and need to be detoxified.

My mother's face even turned red, and the gorgeous light was rare, and I felt that it was a bit over.

After about 10,000 laughs, the pleasant atmosphere was broken by Motorola's classic ringtone, and Niu Xiuqin turned a sharp triangle and flashed out of the camera.

After a few seconds of silence, Chen Jianjun smiled, cleared his throat, and perhaps even vomited a few words, but the rhythm was disturbed by Niu Xiuqin's rhetoric not far away.

A terrible feeling of constipation.

I could almost imagine what he was going to blurt out: This Niu Xiuqin was shocked when she called!

When he came back, Niu Xiuqin said that the old classmate had to go out for an appointment.Of course, as she said this, she did not forget to renew the cup for both of them.

Now?It's all the time.Mother stood up.

It's okay, I'll be back in a while, you two will chat first.Niu Xiuqin walked out of the picture with a coffee pot. She just got divorced and was about to die. Someone always needed to enlighten her, right?

Then you should be slow and be careful. I, Ah, go back to the house.The pig's head was exposed, although it was only half a fan.

He stretched out his waist, and then another piece of his arm was exposed.

Oh, why are you nervous? Even if we Fenglan is a big beauty, we don’t have to be so nervous.Niu Xiuqin approached the camera again.

Her first half of Pinghai dialect and the second half of Pinghai Mandarin.

What a fool to say.The mother frowned and smiled bitterly.

Chen Jianjun shook his head and made a signature laugh.Like a bronze ware and like a dumbbell.After that, he said: Director Niu Ah Director Niu.

I'll go back and say what I need, I'll give you a little more.Director Niu thumped, obviously he had changed his shoes.

Mother flashed through the scene.Come back earlier.She whispered.

Don't worry.

Half of the pig's head also disappeared from the camera.Be careful!After a while, he howled.

More than ten seconds later, my mother returned to the screen and turned around and stood on the edge of the bed.

The sound of the door closing.Sitting on Ah.

So my mother sat back on the bed and held the mug.

Pighead smiled, flashed in front of the camera, and then sighed.In other words, he sat down again.

silence.The noise and black lines suddenly became clear.

Yunnan is so beautiful, Chen Jianjun seems to have taken a sip of water, the sky is blue and the earth is red, the products are abundant, the sun is so bright, that Wang Xiaobo has never written it...

Golden Age.

Yes, in the Golden Age, he was a little romantic, but it was almost the same, including group conflicts, and he had a fight with the locals every few days.

My mother didn't say anything and took a sip of coffee.

It’s really not possible to not fight. We lesbians are always bullied. There are so many beasts. Ah, a small team leader who doesn’t know a big word can make you cry and cry, and you’re going to die.

Well, I heard from my classmates.Mother sighed.

Yes?Oh, you are...

Tiger.

Ah, I really can't tell you. I think you can't be the first horse at most!

Just nonsense.Mother smiled.

Chen Jianjun laughed loudly and said for a while: Then you little Ah, I have to be half a round.

I was sent down with my parents, and I was in Xiaolizhuang in the east of our city.

Oh, reed marsh.

You know?Mother flirts with her hair.

My third brother cut reed poles there for a few years before joining the army. The reed foil, Ah, was tied with bricks in the middle of winter.

The cattle car is covered.

Um.Chen Jianjun vented his anger and smiled.

No one has spoken for a long time.

Why go to Yunnan?My mother got up and leaned back to the bedside. Is there anyone who went to Yunnan in Pinghai?

I haven't left for more than a year. Later, I met with a group from Pingyang in Shenyang, and half went to the Great Northern Wilderness and half went to Yunnan.

There is still this history.The mother held the cup, her legs folded together on the bed, and her feet in white cotton socks were looking at the camera.

That's not, I also called Tiantian and called Didibu Ah, Chen Jianjun smiled, drank a sip of water, and continued to laugh after finishing it. So many years have passed in a flash.

Um.

It's funny to say that it's the first time I went to Yunnan. Ah, I saw everything that was novel, so I won't say anything. The pine cone looked like a stick, so we buried our heads in grabbing Ah, which made the fellow villagers who led the way stunned.

Chen Jianjun smiled so hard that he slapped the table.

Mother laughed too.She put her elbows on the head of the bed, supported her chin with one hand, and shook her feet.

There is also the four-legged snake, the four-legged snake knows... The sick pig's mouth seems to be opened by someone, and every word pops up in a variety of ways, endlessly.

From time to time, he even patted the table, as if to beat the rhythm of the sounds that were climbing the glaze and flowing all over the sky.

My mother was very obsessed with hearing this, and she could only describe her as being obsessed with her, asking questions, and sighing. She was not lost.

I could almost smell the rich cocoa smell in the air.

I look forward to Niu Xiuqin coming back soon, but this wish was not realized until the end of the video.

The last scene I remember was that my mother had her hair tied up and her legs folded. The bright red light on her face seemed to be about to overflow the screen.

Then there was no mother in two videos, maybe Chen Jianjun was there. I dragged it all over again, and Huali was as dark as a piece of battered crust.

The black lines and noise are as always.

In short, tables, chairs, benches, talking and laughing, it’s nothing more than engineering, bidding and land.

Of course, the share is indispensable, although it is not stated explicitly.

The two video dates are November 2001 and September 2002 respectively. The former mentions the museum and the latter mentions the Cultural Palace. The museum was opened the year before yesterday. It seems that the Cultural Palace was completed last year.

I have watched the fourth and fifth videos before, and Lao Yao's voice does sound familiar.

The sixth video file name is mini-DV-dcr-iplk-20040110005, and my mother appears again.

Of course, the first one was Niu Xiuqin's hand, followed by a flash of black tweed coat, maybe Chen Jianjun. At the same time, I heard my mother's voice, and she said: It's a cold day, can't I be indoors for a ceremony?

I also think, Niu Xiuqin smiled, but the complex building doesn't want to Ah.

It's too cold and not humane enough, and the leader is also a human being.The black tweed coat flashed again.This guy laughed so hard.

No one spoke.

Only Chen Jianjun's footsteps were heard.

The latex painted white wall, the red-edged wooden wall bottom, the silver radiator, the wide windowsill, two pots of cactus, the curtains were not pulled, and the glass was covered with a layer of mist.

Going past the backrest of the black sofa, you can vaguely see two disposable paper cups standing on the glass coffee table, and there are a few pages of A4 paper next to it.

There is no doubt that in front of me is the old office south of Pinghai Plaza. I have been to this place several times, on the fourth floor, and the entire square is completely visible.

After the theater office building was moved out in June 2003, the theater troupe set up camp here. As for whether Chen Jianjun looked for it, I can't say it.

At that time, I rented a bedroom and one living room, and the hall opposite was about 70 to 80 square meters.I played a Konka color TV and a table tennis table. I always wanted to slap two beats, but unfortunately, I never found any other opponent except my mother.

There was an old file cabinet on the left hand side of the door. The inside was old newspapers. Basically, from 1995 to 2002, the major mainstream newspapers were not left for a period of time, and I don’t know who left them.

Xiao Li is still sporting a table tennis ball?After turning three times, Chen Jianjun finally stopped. Maybe, Niu Xiuqin smiled and a breath spurted out from her nostrils. Deputy Secretary Zhang should come over, right?

But no, let him go downstairs and take a look.

OK.Thudding. The sound of a child, open the door and close the door.

Chen Jianjun began to circle again.

It's really like a donkey pulling a mill.

While pulling the mill, he shouted Fenglan.

My mother didn't say anything, so he continued to pull the grinding.

After walking twice, my mother finally spoke: Can you calm down for a while?

Everyone has their own learning methods, and I have to remember things like this, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to get into Peking University Ah.The sick pig smiled and leaned against the back of the sofa.

My mother didn't do anything.

Alas, have you figured out the matter at Youjin Yàn School?

Mother breathed a lot.

I took the driver's license, but even the school next to the playground had to take over?

OK, Ah.

Oh, Chen Jianjun disappeared in front of the camera with a whizzing sound. Your idea is good, and I also support it.His voice became extremely gentle.Only then did I realize that I was thirsty.

Mother has no voice.

Ah, someone should have done this, but in the end it will be you.

My mother breathed again.

If there is any difficulty, I will find a way.

Still no sound.

Chen Jianjun sighed, and after a while, Ah said, as if he stretched his waist, and then he changed his tone, without overdoing it at all. Oh, how about Christmas’s performance at Normal University?

That's it.

I really want to go and have a look.The sick pig groaned, Do you still remember the old theater in Qianjin Street in the winter of the past year? What did I say at that time?

I said that it would be better to act in Normal University so close to Normal University.

Unfortunately, I really performed at Normal University, so I didn’t have the chance to watch it.

Chen Jianjun was intermittent, but his tone was wet, like water droplets flowing down the window.

Let's go, it's twenty.After a rustling and sizzling sound, my mother walked straight to the door.

Chen Jianjun said aloof and followed him out.

With a bang, the water droplets fell faster.

In addition, the picture remained unchanged until about ten minutes later, Niu Xiuqin ran in in a panic.

There is no question of panic, but her chaotic steps and heavy breathing give people a feeling of panic.

She reached out to shake in front of the camera, panting and cursing as a slut.

After that, the picture fell into darkness.

I should have watched the seventh video, and it is about engineering bidding, which is about the basketball city and the center, and I can't say it well.

The only thing I can be sure is that thirty minutes of video took more than two minutes of my life.

After that, I lay on the ground for forty push-ups.

There are eighty plans, of course, there is inevitably some gap between ideals and reality.

Before I could breathe well, I forced myself to hold back my thirst and clicked on the last video.

Fifty-seven minutes.

...Boss Yu Ah, started out in glass, audio, including yours..., and grew up listening to Huangmei Opera.

The loud voice drifted in the harsh noise.

The yellow and white translucent curtains and antique red window frames faintly pass by a touch of green.

Yes, yes.Southern accent.The blue brick wall, a huge cursive script, probably thousands of words, is a dazzling picture of just this photo.

Boss Yu likes to sing a few lines when he is fine.

Niu Xiuqin smiled before she spoke.

Wicker chair, white shirt, nasolabial folds, purple clay teapot, light yellow windbreaker, shoulder-length hair, the camera stopped on the familiar warm cheeks for two seconds and quickly touched the table.

The tea cup is huge, with blue lines resembling the human veins.

Yes or no?Mother smiled.

A little hobby for me.

Alas, Captain Zhang, don’t provoke it. Ah, Boss Yu is here to be prepared today!I could almost see the sick pigs spitting stars.

If you don’t dare or not, you won’t be ugly!Not to be ugly!

The mother smiled and didn't say anything.Niu Xiuqin also laughed.

Although Boss Yu’s main business is real estate now, he is still a fan of the fans. He is very interested in our Pingju and the cultivation of Pingju talents.

Yes, yes, I heard that Zhang... Leader Zhang is going to take over Pingju School, and Lao Yu is willing to help!

Mother sighed.

Fenglan.

Boss Yu has a kind heart, so Secretary Chen should not bother.

What are you anxious about? Listen to him slowly... The sick pig's voice disappeared before he finished speaking.Then he drank a sip of tea.

Niu Xiuqin also sighed, her tone was too long.After the camera shaking, there were only a few legs left in the picture, and a pillar of literary bamboo drilled through the gap and came into view.

What plays does Boss Yu like?

Flowers are the matchmaker, Lao Yu paused for a second or two, the female princess, the fairy match, they all like it!And... anyway, these dramas... He was so excited that he seemed to want to say something, but it ended abruptly.

Because the phone rang, the mouse on the anus loved rice.

There was only five or six seconds before the ringtone disappeared.

At the same time, a pair of legs wearing suits and pants stood up: Unfortunately, if there is something urgent, you have to go there. Secretary Chen, Captain Zhang, Director Niu, let's take the lead!

Of course it is the cute Lao Yu.

There was a squeak, and everyone seemed to stand up.

After a few greetings, Director Niu sent Boss Yu out.

There was no sound for a long time, except for a vague rumble.

There is no doubt that Chen Jianjun broke the silence.

He first asked his mother what she wanted to do, and then started throwing bombs. He just said that Lao Yu was a good person and had sufficient funds.

My mother never commented on it.

Later, Chen Jianjun might have lost his words or was thirsty. He stood up, poured tea, and drank tea for several minutes.

There is no sign of human activity in the picture, but you can hear a kind of rilala and gudong sound, which is alternately carried out in an orderly manner.

Niu Xiuqin's phone rang in this sleep-torn sound.

After hesitating, I answered.

She asked me if I was sleeping, and I said, "I was still busy with what I was busy with." I glanced at the rare bright scene on the screen and didn't say anything.

I really don't know what to say, let alone where to start.

Niu Xiuqin cut and said: I miss you.

That's it.

After hanging up the phone, I had to go to the kitchen to have a glass of water.

My father's snoring shook the house.

The snow never stopped, and the pine branches not far away were clattering.

His quotation is inflated, so I will find a way to suppress it. Maybe after drinking enough, Chen Jianjun sat down and spoke again, but how could the school be in a mess?The Education Bureau cannot pass this level.

As he said this, he tapped on the table, crisp and rapid.

This is a very rhythmic sound, as vivid as a fast-growing plant.

It seems to imply that those exhausted words regained their vitality after drinking a can of tea.

This is also a donation to the cultural undertakings. The foundation can handle this, but you are not happy.

No need to worry about it.Mother finally said softly.

Why don’t I care? Chen Jianjun smiled. It’s meaningful to cultivate talents. I just don’t have the convenience of coming forward, otherwise Ah really wants to take it by myself.

Then you take it.

If you really can't do it, I'll invest in the Cultural Bureau?

Can you spare me?

Let me spare you!Chen Jianjun suddenly pounded the table hard and made a thud. I felt that the teapot jumped up but the sound was gone.Only he was left with heavy breathing.

I couldn't catch my mother's voice.

If you have any other way, I don't care about you.After a long time, Chen Jianjun said softly.

The mother sighed.

silence.Maybe the curtains are moving, there is scattered sunshine, but the bamboo in the flower pot does not move at all.

Are you okay lately?It's hard to say how long it took, Chen Jianjun asked.

My mother poured herself a cup of tea.

Chen Jianjun's breathing appeared and disappeared.

I always worry that he will pounce.

Maybe it's really a worry.

Niu Xiuqin didn't come in for a long time until everything disappeared from her eyes.

I got up, sat back on the chair, and got up again.

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