70s rebirth daily

The last time Xu Junmin received a letter from the capital was on December 14 last year. Accountant Hu from the production team helped to send it over. He remembered it clearly.

In the blink of an eye, eight months have passed.

Xu Junmin had mixed feelings in his heart, his eyes turned red immediately, and Zhao Chengyu and others who were watching were terrified.

Xu Shujian couldn't help interrupting his thoughts: "Grandpa, what's going on?"

Xu Junmin regained his composure, wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, and handed the letter to Zhao Chengyu who was sitting in a wheelchair.

With trembling hands, Zhao Chengyu took out a pair of presbyopic glasses from his coat pocket and put them on the bridge of his nose. He took a deep breath, then held up the letter raft, and flipped through it at a glance.

Xu Junmin let out a long breath, his eyes were full of excitement after being sad, his voice trembled: "At the plenary meeting last month, you hoped that grandpa would resume his duties."

"What?" Xu Shujian let out a low cry, and even her breathing became heavy.

hope?

Standing silently behind Song Fengchen, the boss of the Chen family stared at him, his heart beating faster instantly.

Could it be the Xi he knew?

Yes, the plenum.

The boss of the Chen family had a dry throat and reached out to touch his face.

Old stimulation.

Zheng Dehui's face was flushed, he covered his mouth and coughed dryly, his eyes were like a torch: "Does that mean you are going back to the capital soon?"

He knew that Xu Junmin and Zhao Chengyu were exiled precisely because they were implicated by this old man.

And this old man has always been on their side.

Thinking of this, Zheng Dehui's heart that was riddled with holes instantly became alive again.

Now that the old man is up again, are they not far from being wronged?

Speaking of this, the old Mr. Guo and the others next to him couldn't help showing their excited expressions.

"I'm afraid the situation is not so optimistic."

It was Zhao Chengyu who spoke, and he handed the letter raft and the envelope to Xu Shujian, shaking his head, "The old man can get up this time, thanks to Li Gong's tireless efforts. But after all, he has already left the capital It's been two years, and it might not be that easy to get back to the previous level. Not to mention that he and Mr. Su have a lot of differences in terms of standpoints and ideas—"

Zhao Chengyu just mentioned a few simple words. Everyone present is a clear-eyed master, so how could they not understand what he meant.

Xu Junmin's restless heart instantly regained his calm, and he said helplessly: "In this way, we may still have a hard time."

Hearing this, all four of Zheng Dehui were frowning.

Seeing this, Zhao Chengyu comforted them and himself: "Although the road ahead is difficult, as long as you have perseverance, you can grind an iron pestle into a needle. What's more, you have already had a very good start. The old man's methods and strategies Needless to say, there is still hope.”

The four of Zheng Dehui couldn't help sighing, they were comforted for the time being.

"What are the two old men's plans now?" Song Fengchen asked.

Zhao Chengyu sighed and said helplessly, "Wait."

Or else?

Xu Junmin raised his head and followed Song Fengchen's gaze to the envelope in Xu Shujian's hand.

Xu Shujian was thoughtful, and reached out to find the remittance slip that came with the letter in the envelope.

Xu Junmin remained calm, "What does Brother Song mean?"

Song Fengchen said calmly: "I just heard from Mr. Zhao that the old man just woke up. I guess it is the time when there is an urgent need for manpower to do things. It just so happens that you are already in good health, and Mr. Zhao has already recovered for seven or seven days." Eighty-eight."

Xu Junmin's heart trembled.

The reason why Zhao Chengyu only dared to say one word is because although they were implicated by the old man to get to where they are today, they didn't have much contact with the old man on weekdays.

Now that the old man is coming out of the mountain again, he must give priority to mobilizing the manpower he needs.As for the two of them, I'm afraid they still have to resign themselves to fate.

If the old man can succeed, it should be no problem for the two of them to be wronged.If things fail, they may really die of old age in Yuexi Village for the rest of their lives.

What Song Fengchen meant was to tell them to follow the old man's path, at least they had to leave Yuexi Village first.

As he said, the old man is in urgent need of manpower now, and he is implicated. The manpower he usually needs may not be better than before.

How would the old man choose between a group of sick people with broken health and two doers who are healthy and can take office immediately?

Song Fengchen continued: "Thinking about it this way, you and Mr. Zhao can do a lot. For example, give a thank you gift to Mr. Ning, whom Mr. Zhao was talking about, and then prepare a gift for that Mr. Zhao by the way. There are also two old friends from the past, but don’t be stingy with writing if you can get in touch, this is a second-hand preparation.”

"This..." Zhao Chengyu frowned: "Could it be too utilitarian?"

In this way, even if the two of them can return to Beijing smoothly, they will inevitably bear some notoriety.

Song Fengchen shook his head: "It's an extraordinary time, an extraordinary means, and there's nothing we can do about it."

Zhao Chengyu subconsciously looked at Xu Junmin.

Xu Junmin let out a long breath, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Song is not unreasonable, just?"

He looked up at Song Fengchen.

The corners of Song Fengchen's lips curved slightly: "I've already thought about the gift in return. Just the wild mushrooms I carried back from the mountain before, plus these bacon, it's not out of the ordinary and can be on the table. What do you think?"

As he spoke, he turned around and lifted the sack of bacon off the bullock cart.

Zhao Chengyu couldn't help but look at Song Fengchen more.

According to what he said, could it be that he knew that such a day would come, so he made special preparations in advance?

Xu Junmin's furrowed brows eased a lot, he nodded, with half helplessness and half gratitude mixed in his tone: "Brother Song has a heart."

"It should." Song Fengchen nodded slightly.

After making up their minds, Xu Junmin and Zhao Chengyu went back to the house to think about returning gifts and writing letters.

Xu Shujian helped Song Fengchen move the rice noodles from the bullock cart into the kitchen.

The boss of the Chen family left at some point, and the remaining four Zheng Dehui looked at me and him, and they had long lost the intention to continue working.

"Drink some water." Xu Shujian handed Song Fengchen a bowl of cold boiled water.

Song Fengchen picked up the wooden board from the stove next to it and covered the rice vat, patted the dust off his hands, took the enamel vat, and drank it down in one gulp.

In the end, he wiped away the water stains on the corner of his mouth, and turned to meet Xu Shujian's complicated eyes.

He raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Xu Shujian's lips parted slightly, and after a long time, thousands of words turned into one sentence: "Thank you."

In any case, the more Song Fengchen paid, the more pressure he put on him. This is the truth.

Song Fengchen's eyes flickered slightly.

"You really want to thank me?" He chuckled.

Xu Shujian was slightly taken aback.

Song Fengchen's eyes moved down and landed on Xu Shujian's lips, without concealing his purpose: "Such an understatement of thank you has no sincerity, you have to give something sweet!"

At this moment, no matter how complicated the mood was, it was defeated by Song Fengchen's words that were no less than a hooligan. Xu Shujian blushed: "You..."

Shameless.

"No?" Even though he asked, Song Fengchen's tone showed a sense of reluctance.

Xu Shujian's heart was beating like thunder, he looked left and right, his throat was dry.

Song Fengchen stood there without saying a word, his eyes burning.

After a long time, as if he had made up his mind, Xu Shujian raised his foot and took a step forward with difficulty. At a loss, he simply stretched out his hand to hold Song Fengchen's face, tiptoed slightly, and moved closer.

As the four eyes met, Xu Shujian's moist gaze swept over Song Fengchen's heart, causing him to tremble violently.

Until a touch of damp heat stuck to the corner of his mouth.

Song Fengchen's breath was short, and he was not polite at the moment. He stretched out his arms, wrapped the person in his arms, and explored every corner of Xu Shujian's mouth a little clumsily.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Song Fengchen hugged Xu Shujian, his rapid breathing gradually calmed down, his thoughts returned, he sighed slightly in his heart, he could clearly see Xu Shujian's thoughts.

It's not good to say it, it's him who is slapsticking on others, now that the matter has developed to this point, although he is happy in his heart, at least the person has fallen into his hands, but he is unavoidably uneasy.

He didn't want Xu Shujian to feel depressed when he was with him, all he could do was to let the other party feel his love more, instead of thinking about these things all day long.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help leaning forward and sucked a few more mouthfuls on Xu Shujian's mouth.