Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

When Chang Zhengyang returned to Yanjing, it was already the next day and there were still three days until Mid-Autumn Festival. When he came home carrying large and small bags, the whole family was very happy.

Of course, it wasn’t because of the local specialties he brought back; that just served as the icing on the cake.

Chang Zhengyang rested at home for a day, and then went to 607 schools the next day. Not long after he sat down in the office, Wang Qianwen came over after hearing the news, leaning against the door frame and smiling, "Our director is finally back!"

"Hey, our hero is here. Come, let me rub your shoulders."

Chang Zhengyang heard the resentment in Wang Qianwen's tone, and quickly pulled her over, pressed her into a chair, and diligently massaged her shoulders.

"I'm away this month, and all the big and small things in the institute depend on you. Thank you for your hard work. I'll give you three days off for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Wang Qianwen enjoyed the master-level massage, closed her eyes, and hummed: "Fuck you, do I need your approval if I want to take a vacation?"

"Yes, yes, you are right."

The relationship between the two is very interesting now. Chang Zhengyang sometimes thinks that they should be considered more than friends but less than lovers!

They usually get along well with each other, have some intimate actions with each other, live their own lives, and cooperate with each other at work.

Just like Chang Zhengyang was away for a whole month this time, but he was not worried about any unrest in Institution 607 because Wang Qianwen was there to keep the peace.

In terms of academic qualifications, she is the highest among all the researchers in the experiment. In terms of academic ability, she is also first-class. She has no problem managing these guys.

At the same time, unlike ordinary scientific researchers, she is also good at administration and has shared a lot of daily trivial work with Chang Zhengyang, so Chang Zhengyang finds that he is becoming more and more dependent on this woman.

The two have not allowed each other into each other's lives yet. Perhaps it is because they are both smart people and have noticed that the other has a mysterious secret.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to actively explore each other's secrets, enjoying this unconstrained and ambiguous relationship.

After enjoying the massage for a while, Wang Qianwen suddenly said, "Your mother asked me to help decorate the 76th courtyard a few days ago."

Chang Zhengyang paused, then smiled bitterly and said, "When the room is ready, you can move in."

"I'll pay the rent."

"up to you."

The two were silent for a moment, Wang Qianwen stood up, stretched, and left the office.

Chang Zhengyang sighed helplessly and decided to just drag it on for now. He could keep the secret from his mother, Ms. Guo, for as long as possible.

The question is, what should we do if Ms. Guo is eager to have a grandchild?

Chang Zhengyang scratched his hair in distress. He didn't want others to doubt that he was infertile.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival comes the National Day, plus the autumn grain harvest. Over the past half month, the lives of the Chinese people have been full of hope, with everyone's face filled with anticipation for the future.

Some people had a miserable life in the past half month. Zhang Qishan put in a lot of effort, mobilized a lot of connections, and took the initiative to clean up the Nine Gates. He sent many people from the Nine Gates to plant trees in the northwest, and even sent some people to the execution ground to eat peanuts. Only then did they barely get through.

The higher-ups let him go because they saw that he had a positive attitude and that the action in Siguniang Mountain was carried out in compliance with orders.

Just a few days after the National Day, Deputy Director Zhang and Section Chief Qi, who had been absent from work for more than half a year, finally returned to work.

Chang Zhengyang called the two men over immediately, took advantage of the situation, and criticized them harshly.

Damn, I finally feel comfortable!

Chang Zhengyang waved his hand and said, "I won't impose any organizational sanctions on you this time, but you still have to write a self-criticism. Give me a 3,000-word self-criticism tomorrow, and get out of here!"

Adjutant Zhang, who had been keeping his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart since he entered the room, seemed to have just woken up from a dream. After saying "oh", he walked out of the office.

The man with black glasses came over with a smile, stretched out his hand, held Chang Zhengyang's right hand and shook it vigorously, saying: "Leader, your criticism is absolutely right. My soul has just been thoroughly baptized..."

shameless!

Upon hearing this, Adjutant Zhang in the corridor quickly quickened his pace.

Chang Zhengyang wanted to pull his hand free, but found that the guy was holding him tightly. Just when he was trying to increase his strength to break free, he was surprised by the words of the man with black glasses.

"Director, it was you who knocked me out at Siguniang Mountain, right?"

Chang Zhengyang looked at the man with black glasses who was no longer laughing. Although the other party asked a rhetorical question, his tone was full of affirmation.

So he shook his shoulders, pulled his hand away from the hand of the black-eyed man, and smiled at him: "Interesting, how did you find me?"

When the man with black glasses saw Chang Zhengyang admit it, he was shocked and took a deep breath and said, "Hand shape! Director, although the blind man is blind, his heart is not blind. Your hands are very special and have been deeply imprinted in the blind man's heart."

"It turns out that everyone has their own unique skills. I should wear gloves next time."

Chang Zhengyang smiled. He didn't expect that the guy with black glasses had such a sharp sense. He just grabbed the back of his neck and this guy remembered the characteristics of his fingers.

Black Eyes cautiously took a few steps back, and when he seemed to feel it was safe enough, he spoke: "Then may I ask, Director, why are you in Siguniang Mountain?"

Chang Zhengyang put his hands in his pockets, walked to the window, watched Adjutant Zhang drive away, then turned around and smiled: "Actually, you want to ask, why do I know Zhang Qiling?"

"Not bad!"

The man with black glasses stared at Chang Zhengyang closely. At first he thought that it was some old antique from the Zhang family who had knocked him out. Later, when he pondered the characteristics of that hand every night, the shadow of a hand gradually emerged in his mind, and he felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

It was not until today, when he saw Chang Zhengyang's right hand, that it suddenly dawned on him that the hand in his mind was the hand of the director in front of him!

Then the question arises. They all know the situation of Chang Zhengyang's family. They are just an ordinary family in Yanjing City. Their life trajectory from childhood to adulthood is clear. Why does he know the head of the Zhang family and act with him?

unless……

Black Glasses thought of a possibility, so he tried to test it out: "I heard that your father was an orphan, and appeared in Yanjing in the spring of 32, speaking with an accent from outside the Great Wall..."

clap clap...

Chang Zhengyang applauded and said, "I have to say, Lao Qi, you are a smart man. Are you interested in working with me? Zhang Qishan is busy with his own business right now, why don't you just follow me first!"

Hearing this, Black Eyes smiled and said, "We all work for the Zhang family. We are all family. As long as Master Chang pays more, I will work for him."

"Who said I work for the Zhang family? Look what this is?"

Chang Zhengyang tore open his clothes, staring at the Qilin that was gradually emerging on his chest with his dark eyes. His mouth gradually opened wider, and he seemed to want to take off his sunglasses and rub his eyes to make sure he was not hallucinating.