After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

74 I just can't get rid of it

When he reached the gate, he ran into Sun Zhengyi who had hurried over. He was stunned when he saw the four people. “Who told you to take the things away?”

Jiang Yingying was surprised: "Didn't you ask someone to notify us?"

Son was even more surprised: "I didn't say that."

"The man said that work would start today and he would arrange for workers to come in and ask us to take the things away. He said it was your order."

Xiao Wei immediately understood what was going on: "Forget it. We already have a house anyway, so it's just a few miles away. Let's go."

Son Masayoshi said anxiously: "I really didn't give any instructions. I'll go ask."

Xiao Wei smiled and shook his head: "The rules of the underworld are that when people leave, they leave tacitly. It's best to keep it a secret. Don't ask. If you ask, you don't know the rules."

Son Masayoshi still insisted: "Someone must have done it on purpose."

Xiao Wei smiled faintly: "I know. It's not important."

Son said, "Don't leave so quickly. I'll ask President Hong first."

Xiao Wei: "That's unnecessary. Come to my house when you have time. Bye."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out of the yard with his head held high, like a triumphant warrior.

Jiang Yingying cursed in a low voice: "This is intentional to embarrass us."

Xiao Wei laughed: "As long as you don't feel embarrassed, others will be embarrassed."

Jiang Yingying was inspired and raised her head: "It's a good thing Bingliang is still in the cultural center. I'm also in the Propaganda Department and haven't been beaten back to my hometown yet. Who is afraid of who?"

Shi You imitated Xiao Wei's tone: "Go your own way and let them play however they want."

Jiang Yingying was immediately amused: "Shi You is almost being led astray by you, a girl."

Xiao Wei sighed, "It would be great if she was really bad, I'm just afraid she wasn't bad enough. I wanted to train her to be unique, but now it seems impossible."

"I know you want to be different, but that may not be a good thing."

Halfway through the walk, we heard someone calling from behind. Son Masayoshi pulled up to us on his bike and said, "I asked, and it turns out the messenger got the message wrong. They wanted you to move to another dorm."

Xiao Wei looked at Sun Zhengyi and said calmly, "I know. Let's take the things back and wash them first, and then we'll talk about it in a few days."

When we got home, Jiang Yingying asked if we didn't want the dormitory anymore, because it would be inconvenient to take a nap in the summer. After the children went to school, there was no place to rest after lunch.

Xiao Wei said, "I want to get a better dormitory. Let's talk about it tomorrow when the government officials go to work."

Jiang Yingying said angrily, "That fellow surnamed Hong seems to have never been an official in several lifetimes. He insisted on holding a meeting a day in advance. I thought he was better than Bingliang at first, why is he so impatient?"

"His writing skills are better than my godfather's, and his reaction to things is also good, but unfortunately his thinking mode is that of a mean person. When I was copying the report, I saw that guy is not a generous person and will not go far."

"No wonder you helped Bingliang."

"I helped my godfather because I was too weak at that time and needed to find a gentleman who knew how to be grateful to be my backer. Even though Hong Haowen is such a villain now, he just wants to give face to his superiors. He is a pure sycophant who will only protect himself when encountering problems and will destroy the bridge after crossing the river."

"Then why would you help me?"

Xiao Wei answered the question irrelevantly: "I don't like heroes, nor do I advocate being a hero. Our heroic values ​​are deliberately fabricated by others. They are nothing more than promising a better future and encouraging heroes to sacrifice themselves for others. But I admire those brave heroes. Their families should get more benefits, not just verbal recognition."

Jiang Yingying thought for a moment and said, "I understand."

Xiao Wei's answer undoubtedly meant that he helped her only because of her identity. But this was something Jiang Yingying didn't want to mention now. After all, identity is not only an honor, but also a burden.

But there's nothing we can do, life is like this, some things just can't be escaped.

A car bell rang, Yinling rushed out to answer it, and it was Mao Tongxian.

He was indeed a lone ranger. He didn't come on Jiang Yingying's wedding day. He probably heard that Luzhu had been there, so he came alone to inquire about it.

Xiao Wei's guess was immediately verified, but what he talked about most was Biyu, mainly because Xiao Wei attached Biyu's name to the person who wrote the music for several songs.

Mao Tongxian was very confused about this: "There are only people who compose music, how can there be people who write music?"

Xiao Wei's answer was simple and blunt: "I am a song agent, and I am the rule."

Mao Tongxian questioned: "Did you and Sister Jiang really write the call for teaching singing?"

"Are you doubting our level?"

"Your writing skills are beyond doubt. I just think that, given your personality, cognition and usual perspectives, you probably wouldn't like that kind of lyrics."

Xiao Wei chuckled and immediately brought up Shanzi's judgment: "How clever. Empty, grand, it seems to have said everything, but in fact it said nothing. It's purely to fool idiots."

Mao Tongxian looked at Xiaowei with a complicated expression: "So you know everything. I underestimated you."

Xiao Wei curled her lips and said, "I only dare to say this in front of you. Because you are tight-lipped."

Mao Tongxian also laughed: "Same here. I can only ask you this question alone."

Xiao Wei snorted coldly: "You just want to test whether I am what you want. Test whether we can be friends."

Mao Tongxian made a bitter face: "Can you not be so smart and arrogant?"

Mingqin ran into the yard and asked with a smile: "What are they talking about? They look so happy."

Xiao Wei asked his godfather to call Shi Mingsong and Mingqin. Since such rare guests had come, he had to invite people of similar level to accompany them.

Shi Mingsong was also excited to see his former classmate: "If you weren't sick, you would have no problem going to Dadu. What's the wind blowing today?"

"Of course it's against the wind. When have you ever seen me have smooth sailing?"

Shi Mingsong smiled and said, "I feel like you and Xiao Wei have very similar personalities. You're both cold, don't like making friends, like to be alone, and don't care about anything."

Mao Tongxian smiled bitterly: "Old classmate, there's no need to flatter me like that."

Seeing the two little girls walking freely on the altar, Mao Tongxian laughed and scolded: "You are doing this at home, are you possessed?"

"Just practicing my courage."

"Ha, you still need to work on your courage."

Halfway through the meal, Mao Tongxian announced a piece of news: "Yinmei and Haitao are getting engaged, and the date is set for the twelfth day of the first lunar month. Do you want to go?"

Shi Mingsong said: "Of course I have to go. I have to go."

Xiao Wei also said, "Such a great thing. How can we not go and congratulate?"

Mao Tongxian looked at the two and smiled, "You both don't mean what you say. I feel that Haitao is actually quite pitiful. He can't make the decision about his own affairs."

Xiao Wei objected: "I think they are a good match."

Shi Mingsong seconded the proposal: "Childhood sweethearts, it is of course appropriate to have a happy ending."

Mao Tongxian smiled lightly: "Last night, that guy got drunk at my place and talked nonsense until midnight."

Xiao Wei was amazed: "He actually went to drink with you alone?"

Mao Tongxian nodded: "He has so many classmates and friends, and he and I are not close. I don't know what's going on."

Xiao Wei sighed: "Is there any need to ask this? You just keep your mouth shut."