Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

"After the New Year, there will be a formal ceremony in the hospital.

When the time comes, remember to come and participate, and the leaders will also come and participate."

Seeing Fang Xiang put away his work ID, Dean Lu reminded him again.

"I want to spend more time at home with my wife and children..."

Fang Xiang was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He has always been very resistant to such formal things.

“Hey!~

We still have to go through the necessary process.

After all, it is a matter of great significance.

I know this little notebook doesn't matter to you, but you also have to consider other old comrades.

What would they think if they knew that the opportunity they treasured was dispensable in your eyes?

right? "

Dean Lu pressed Fang Xiang's shoulder hard and returned to his seat.

She smiled and nodded at him.

"Okay, then let me know when the time comes."

Fang Xiang shook his head helplessly.

Who said he didn't value it? Even though it was just a title, an honorary title.

But Fang Xiang had long regarded this red book as his greatest ideal in life and had been striving for it.

However, when he actually got the book, he felt incomparably calm for some reason.

“Okay, let’s put it this way.

If I talk too much, you will start to dislike me as an old man who talks too much.

Go home early to spend a happy New Year with your family.

If you need any help or support at work, please let me know after the New Year.

Please don't bother me before the New Year, let me spend the New Year peacefully."

Dean Lu smiled and started to chase people away.

"Look at what you said, am I the one who always causes you trouble?!"

Fang Xiang was once again at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Then you are busy, I will leave first.

Call me if you have any problem later."

Fang Xiang took the bucket of tea that Dean Lu had been staring at for a long time from his desk.

"Hey! You kid, my tea leaves!"

Dean Lu suddenly became anxious.

“It tastes good, I’ll take it.

When the new tea comes in next year, get me two barrels of it."

Fang Xiang just smiled, pointed at the teacup in front of him, and walked away with the tea leaves.

"This bastard..."

Dean Lu smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Professor, where are you going?"

When I went downstairs, I saw Secretary Xiao Li standing next to the car and stamping his feet.

Seeing Fang wanted to go downstairs, Xiao Li quickly threw away the cigarette butt and put it out, then opened the car door.

"Go to the airport and go home for the New Year."

Fang Xiang got into the car holding the tea barrel.

In fact, it’s not that he likes this tea that much.

And this action itself represents intimacy.

Just like Butcher and Song often go to his office to smoke cigarettes, it’s not that they can’t afford or smoke Zhonghua cigarettes.

Rather, this behavior is used to deepen the relationship between the two parties.

Fang Xiang felt the same way.

In fact, when he went upstairs, he was carrying various specialties, all of which were of considerable value.

Do you consider this as bribery?

It can’t be considered as such, it’s just normal human interaction.

Soon, the plane landed and a car that had been arranged in advance took Fang Xiang back to his home in Shanghai.

“You kid, it’s already New Year’s Eve, and you’re still running around everywhere.

It’s really out of tune...”

As soon as he entered the house, Mr. Liu took off his glasses and started scolding.

Yes, Mr. Liu and Mrs. Liu have also moved to Shanghai and live with Liu Qiwen and Liu Shuying.

"Dad, did you bring me a present?"

His daughter Fang Xiaoying ran over and took the things in Fang Xiang's hand and asked a question.

"Of course I brought it. How could I forget about you, my little greedy cat?"

Fang Xiang chuckled and took out a large bag of snacks from his bag. These were the snacks he had specially bought from Fuhuazhai Pastry Shop.

"Ha, Dad is the best to me!"

When Fang Xiaoying saw the snacks, she immediately came over and kissed Fang Xiang on the cheek.

"Dad, I brought you some good tea. I got it from Dean Lu.

Please try it and see how it tastes. It is delicious. I will ask him for it next time."

When Fang Xiaoying opened the package, picked up a piece of dessert and put it in her mouth.

Fang Xiang also took out the bucket of tea that he had taken from Dean Lu's desk and placed it in front of Liu's father.

“What good tea can he have?

Let me make a cup and taste it, and then criticize it. "

Father Liu put down the political participation news in his hand, took the tea leaves, opened the lid of the bucket, put it under his nose and smelled it.

"Hey, you know what, this tea smells good.

It just took a little too long, so I’ll make do with it.”

When Mr. Liu smelled the tea leaves, his eyes lit up instantly, but he said words of disgust.

"Where's your brother?"

Fang Xiang took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, then looked at Fang Xiaoying who was sitting on the sofa eating a piece of snack at a time and asked.

"He's writing a test paper in the room. He's taking the college entrance exam this year. You didn't forget, did you, Dad?"

Fang Xiaoying immediately covered the snack in her hand, thinking that Fang wanted to share some of the snack with her brother.

“How could I forget.

I bought him a pen, you go and give it to him."

Fang Xiang took out a box from his bag. It was the Hero gold pen that he had specially bought at the department store.

"what!

Dad, you are biased!

Such a good pen, why don’t I have it? ! ”

When Fang Xiaoying opened the box and saw that it was a gold pen, she immediately became unhappy.

With his hands on his hips, he stared at Fang Xiang eagerly.

"Of course not, these are the jeans I brought for you.

Didn’t you ask me for it several times? Go and try it on to see if it fits you.”

Fang Xiang looked at her daughter who never gained weight no matter how much she ate, and felt that no one was partial to either child.

But the daughter always feels that whatever her brother has, she must have too, as if she is afraid that she will suffer a loss.

"what!

I know my dad is the best to me!"

Sure enough, Fang Xiaoying was a heartless person. When she saw the jeans bought for herself, she immediately threw the snacks aside.

"What kind of mess of clothes did you buy..."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu on the side was unhappy.

Looked at the jeans and commented.

"Tell me, old man, haven't you taken care of national affairs enough in the past?

Now that I'm retired, I still meddle in everything.

Take a rest!"

Immediately, Mother Liu, who was sitting nearby and watching happily, became unhappy and directly retorted to Father Liu.

"Okay, okay, I don't care, I don't care.

Look at how you spoil your child. I tell you, he will become a bad kid in the future."

Father Liu immediately pursed his lips and muttered something in a low voice.

"Dad, are you back?"

When Fang Xiaoying returned to her room with the jeans, she threw the pen to Fang Shanglong who was still writing a test paper in the room.

When he saw the pen, he immediately walked out of the room.

"Well, why are you still writing papers during the New Year?

Rest when you need to, there is no need to rush for one or two days."

Fang Xiang had just sat down and watched Father Liu prepare tea.

Hearing his son's greeting, he waved to him.

“Isn’t this just about getting into a good university?

My mother tells me every day that you are an excellent student in Shuimu, what if I got into a bad school.

My mother will beat me to death..."

Fang Shanglong grabbed his hair and sat down with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense.

Eat according to your ability.

Look at you, you are wearing glasses at such a young age.

The body comes first.

Grades don’t mean anything.”

Fang Xiang looked at Mr. Liu's skillful way of making tea and said something nonchalantly.

"nonsense!

How come grades mean nothing?

If you hadn't had good grades, you would have been admitted to Shuimu and received the favor of Professor Xu.

How can we get to this point today?"

Before Mr. Liu could say anything, Mrs. Liu became unhappy too.

She values ​​this grandson very much.

Compared to her biological grandson, she likes this grandson more. Otherwise, why would he live here instead of living with Liu Qiwen?

Of course, there is also the intention of avoiding suspicion.

"Hey, boss, when did you come back?

What kind of dumplings would you like to eat tonight?"

Soon, when the family was chatting about family matters, Liu Shuying came back carrying a pile of vegetables and meat.

As soon as I closed the door, I saw my family sitting together drinking tea.

“Fennel stuffing!

I like the ones with fennel filling the best!"

Before Fang Xiang could speak, Fang Shanglong immediately raised his hand.

"Where can I get you some fennel in this cold winter, you rascal?"

Liu Shuying immediately frowned.

Fang Shanglong loves to eat dumplings stuffed with fennel, which he inherited from Fang Xiang.

That’s right, Fang Xiang loves this the most. Whenever he eats dumplings, he must eat those with fennel filling.

He would rather not eat other fillings, which led to his son becoming fond of this one as well.

“Hey, I do have fennel.

Brought back from Sichuan Province, just wait, son.

Dad will go wash the vegetables now and make you some dumplings stuffed with fennel."

At this time, Fang Xiang immediately stood up and took out a bundle of fresh fennel from a big bag at the door.

"Ohhhh!~

Let’s eat dumplings stuffed with fennel! ~”

Fang Shanglong immediately stood up and came over, extending his hand to help.

"Brother, take me to set off the fireworks?"

Fang Xiaoying on the side rolled her eyes and said something.

“Go ahead.

As soon as you see there's work to do, you run the fastest.

Looking back, I don’t know if there is any in-law who would want a lazy person like you.”

Liu Shuying waved her hand with disgust.

Fang Xiang looked at the warm scene in front of him and felt extremely satisfied.