I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

"Mom, we've bought the watch, let's go take some pictures. Uncle Xing, you said you'd take pictures for us yesterday, does that still count?"

"It counts, how can it not count? Niuniu, wherever you want to take photos, Uncle Xing will take you there to take photos."

"Wow! That's a lot! We went to the Shiliupu Pier, the Bund, Huaihai Road, the Huangpu River, the City God Temple, etc. We went everywhere."

Wow, this girl knows a lot about the future of Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Look at how she knows everything. If you don’t know her, you would think she is an old Shanghai native.

"Ahem, okay, no problem, let's go! But before that, Uncle Xing has to ask someone to prepare a car. Otherwise, many places are quite far away, and it will be too tiring to walk."

"No need to prepare a car. I saw rickshaws and taxis on the road. Can't we take one?"

Pei Zaizai blinked his big eyes and asked Xing Tian.

Xing Tian swallowed hard. Who exactly is a Shanghai native? How long has this girl been in Shanghai? Has it been more than 48 hours in total?

She even knew about taxis.

But thinking that she had never even seen him, and only saw the name Vacheron Constantin in the information, she casually mentioned it, so what was so strange about him knowing about taxis?

"Take a taxi? Of course you can, but taxis are not cheap right now."

"That doesn't matter, we have plenty of money!"

Pei Zaizai answered as a matter of course, and did not forget to pat the small bamboo bag on his body.

Xing Tian was completely speechless.

I almost forgot that this mother and daughter are really wealthy.

He thought that since Qin Hong had asked him to come to Shanghai to see the world, he, a local, should provide him with good food, lodging and entertainment.

He was prepared to bleed his wallet heavily.

The result was good. During the past two days, except for the meals delivered to them in the canteen of the guesthouse, as long as they left the door of the guesthouse, all the money for food, clothing, housing and transportation was spent by Mo Yan and her daughter.

He's almost become a human-shaped pendant that eats, drinks and plays for free.

Even the only important thing, buying a watch, was accomplished by Mo Yan and her daughter with their own miraculous medical skills.

This really made Xing Tian feel a little frustrated.

It seemed that without my words, they might have more fun relying on the abilities of Mo Yan and her daughter.

Thinking of this, Xing Tian couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

But, he came here with a mission, and even though he felt that he was a bit redundant, he couldn't say that he should go back first and let the mother and daughter play by themselves.

I had no choice but to continue eating, drinking and having fun.

Fortunately, Zaizai asked him to take a photo.

He finally felt that he was of some use.

I agreed immediately.

So, for most of the next day and the entire next day.

The secretary of the top leader, Director Xing Tian, ​​was like an emotionless camera robot. Wherever he went, as long as Mo Yan and her daughter stood together, he would take pictures.

The two of them were walking in front, and he was following behind. It didn't matter if there were any special attractions. As long as he thought the picture of the mother and daughter together was pleasing to the eye, he would take a photo.

After all, Princess Pei Zaizai said that there is no need to be stingy with film. Nothing is more important than leaving the most precious images at the most precious moment.

But for Pei Zaizai, all the places he has been to, the roads he has walked, and the food he has eaten with his mother are precious to him.

Therefore, after I finished shooting the first 50 rolls of film, I bought another 50 rolls.

Finally, when both of them felt that they had taken all the photos that needed to be taken and there was nothing left to take, they gave up the idea of ​​letting Xing Tian take photos anymore.

Poor Director Xing didn't even get blisters on his fingers from writing, but he still pressed the shutter to take a picture of the mother and daughter, and got two blister sisters on his fingers, close together.

It is estimated that in the next few years, Director Xing will avoid taking photos as much as possible.

Enough shooting!

Really enough photos!

Shooting is secondary. Developing the film is a big project.

They had shot 78 rolls of film and needed to get the photos within three days. The darkroom of a photo studio could not cope with the huge workload of developing so many rolls of film.

So, that evening, Director Xing returned to the office, picked up the phone, and began assigning photo developing tasks to every photo studio in the jurisdiction.

Finally, all 78 rolls of film were distributed, and they were asked to work overtime to develop all the photos as quickly as possible. Not only did they have to develop them, but they also had to develop them well.

After all, if it gets damaged, he won’t be able to explain to Mo Yan and her daughter.

Do I have to take them to the scenic spot where the photos were ruined and take photos again?

Just thinking about it, Director Xing felt that every cell in his body was clamoring for rejection.

*

Late at night on that day, the duty room received an emergency call from Shannan.

Ask Comrade Mo Yan and her daughter whether they are still in Shanghai. If they are, please ask her to call Jiang Zhenguo's office tomorrow morning.

After the person on duty confirmed that the number came from Shannan No. 1 office, he did not dare to delay.

Staff were sent to Xing Tian's home overnight.

He called the person out of bed.

Conveyed the message from Shannan on the phone.

Xing Tian was a little confused.

After thinking about it, I put on my clothes and went to Huang Guoquan's house.

Secretary Huang lives in Courtyard No. 1 of the staff quarters, which is right behind the government compound.

However, Xing Tian lived in his own old house.

He rode a bicycle, rushing through the streets of Shanghai at midnight, and then, despite the risk of being blamed by his boss, he went to the staff quarters and knocked on the door of Huang Guoquan's house in the middle of the night.

So, 40 minutes after receiving the call from Jiang Zhenguo's office, Huang Guoquan and Xing Tian had both returned to Huang Guoquan's Office No. .

He picked up the phone and called Jiang Zhenguo.

After the operator transferred the call, the call was connected in less than 5 seconds.

"Old Huang? Are you up?"

"Old Jiang, you still have the nerve to say that. What are you doing in the middle of the night? Can't you wait until dawn to call me?"

"The situation is urgent and we can't wait until dawn. What if I call you again at dawn and Comrade Mo Yan is out?"

"..." Huang Guoquan didn't know what to say to him. He was afraid of being scolded, so he just remained silent.

"Old Huang, are you listening?"

"You better tell me the whole story, otherwise, don't blame me for turning against you even though we've been friends for so many years."

Huang Guoquan complained unhappily.

"It's like this. Tomorrow morning, when Comrade Mo Yan wakes up, please ask her to call my office and tell them that the villagers thought she had met with something unforeseen and had a fight with Qin Hong, Meng Chang and their men. Now their village has sent representatives to the province. Ask her to call back tomorrow to report that she is safe so that her family can rest assured."