[Gao Gan] If you don't love it, you will be soft!

Chapter 6 The Blur of a Rainstorm ...

The father looked at Lin Weidong's voice, and Lin Weidong waved to him from the driver's seat.

The young father's brows stretched a little, and he dragged his son by the hand and walked towards Lin Weidong's car: "Master, can you kindly send us to Xingcan Primary School, my son transfers to another school, and he goes to school the first day today."

Lin Weidong stretched out his hand and pulled the button lock of the back door: "Come up first and then talk, it's too cold for a child in such a big rain."

The young out-of-town father thanked him several times in very substandard Mandarin, and let the child climb into the car while holding an umbrella, and then put the umbrella back in.

Lin Weidong started the car slowly: "You are talking about Xingchen Primary School, right? There is no Xingcan Primary School here."

The man said with a strong foreign accent: "No, master, it's not Xingchen, it's Xingcan."

Lin Weidong glanced at the serious appearance of the man in the rearview mirror, and felt quite sympathetic.Thinking of the situation where he stopped the car just now, Lin Weidong finally knew why he didn't give him a ride. He didn't even report the place name correctly. Who knew where he was going?

"Do you know the address of the primary school you mentioned?" Lin Weidong asked.

"I know, I know, at the junction of Heping Road and Lihua Road, there is a big supermarket over there, and the primary school is opposite the supermarket."

Lin Weidong thought for a while, isn't that place Xingchen Primary School?He shook his head helplessly and drove in that direction.

Before the car drove far, the man from outside grabbed Lin Weidong's chair back and shouted: "Master, how do you calculate your price? I don't have enough money. Can you give me a cheaper price?"

Lin Weidong sneered, feeling that this man regarded him as the owner of a black car, so he said with a smile: "I don't drive a black car, so I don't need money."

The man seemed to understand, and kept saying thank you.

Lin Weidong felt that this foreign man was quite honest, as could be seen from his attire.The little boy sat in the back seat, silent, quiet, and quite lovable.

While driving, Lin Weidong chatted with the man from out of town.I learned that this man is from northern Jiangsu. His son was studying in the primary school in the village before, but because of the household registration problem, he was sent back by the school after a short time.The father asked people to find connections everywhere, hoping that his son could go to school.He said that he was illiterate, suffered from ignorance, and now can only do hard work, so he didn't want his son to repeat the same mistakes.

Lin Weidong fully understands his feelings, what parent in the world does not want their children to be good.My father also suffered a lot for himself to have a happy family.He was really touched by this point.

The foreign father was very excited when he talked about the benefactor who helped his son apply for a temporary household registration.

He said, "If it wasn't for the help of Deputy Director Zhang, my son wouldn't be able to go to school now."

Lin Weidong was taken aback when he heard this: "Which Deputy Director Zhang?"

The man said, "It's Zhang Zhenguo, Deputy Director of the District Public Security Bureau. He is a very good man."

Lin Weidong thought, isn't Zhang Zhenguo the father of Zhang Xichen?It seems that this world is really small, and anyone can get involved with anyone.

Lin Weidong doesn't know what kind of person Zhang Zhenguo is, and he hasn't heard his father say it, but he has done a lot of deeds when he became a deputy director in his early fifties.

Lin Weidong couldn't help thinking of Zhang Xichen, and felt that his relationship with his father was not very good.Lin Weidong couldn't guess what the reason was, but it could only be attributed to the fact that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

The car was driving smoothly at first, but for some reason, after passing a red light, it suddenly rushed. After this short collision, the car turned off.

Lin Weidong snorted, and opened the hood of the car under an umbrella to check the situation. After watching for about three to five minutes, he didn't see why.I went back to the car and turned on the key to start it, but it couldn't start.

Lin Weidong cursed inwardly, this old guy is not bad sooner or later, but at this time, and there is a father and son rushing to school in the car, isn't this embarrassing?

The man sitting in the back seemed to have noticed something, and said: "Master, your car is a bit old. I guess the engine is broken, or it is flooded. If you force it to start, there will be an accident."

Lin Weidong patted the steering wheel angrily, and comforted: "Don't worry, I'll go down and stop the car for you."

But the man behind stopped him: "Master, it's useless for you to go down if you can't stop the car at this kind of intersection."

Lin Weidong was right when he thought about it. The high-definition camera at the intersection will accidentally take pictures of the taxis that are parked. No one would foolishly download people in this situation.So he took out his mobile phone and planned to ask his colleagues in the office to help.

Called several numbers in a row, either that Lu Yuan was unhappy or stuck on the road, Lin Weidong cursed secretly, those bastards usually drive so smartly, they can't help at critical moments, they are all fucking It's a bunch of bad friends.

The young father seemed to see a trick: "Master, why don't my baby and I go down to take the bus, and there happens to be a platform over there." He said as he planned to open the car door.

Lin Weidong stopped him: "There is no direct bus over there. It's so troublesome to transfer. Wait, I'll call again."

The young father felt rather embarrassed, but looking at the time on his phone, it was after eight o'clock, and it was quite embarrassing.The little boy sat quietly all the time, his lips were tightly pressed together, and he didn't say a word.

Lin Weidong glanced at the child, he thought he was really an obedient child, and couldn't help but strengthen his determination to send them to school.

After flipping through the mobile phone number book, Lin Weidong's eyes were fixed on the last name - Zhang Xichen, the only one who hadn't called.Lin Weidong hesitated for a moment, thinking he should make a call, so he pressed the dial button.

To Lin Weidong's surprise, he got connected quickly.

"Hello?" came the first voice from the other end of the phone.

Lin Weidong thought about his words: "I am Lin Weidong."

"I know, what's the matter?"

Lin Weidong looked outside: "My car broke down at the intersection of Yanling Road and Hongxi Road. I am sending a father and son to school. Can you come and pick them up?"

"That's it, just wait, I'll be right over." The other end of the phone answered very readily.

Lin Weidong was about to say thank you, but hung up there, looking more anxious than him.He roughly estimated that it would take 10 to [-] minutes at the earliest from Nanyuan to here, but it is raining now, so it may be later.

Lin Weidong comforted the father and son not to worry, but to wait with peace of mind. This late arrival is certain, and he will help explain the situation when they arrive at school.

The father and son didn't say much. It's lucky to have someone to help, so there's nothing to complain about.

Zhang Xichen came very quickly, and it took exactly 10 minutes to pinch the point.Zhang Xichen recognized Lin Weidong's car and saw it at a glance.Seeing the familiar white Audi coming, Lin Weidong greeted the father and son to get their things ready to change cars.

The little boy got into the high-end car, and his face brightened instantly.The boy's father was also very strange, saying that it was the first time in his life that he was riding in such a good car, and he was afraid that his poor-quality clothes would stain the chair.

Zhang Xichen didn't care, his eyes were fixed on Lin Weidong who shrank into the passenger seat from the heavy rain.

"Why don't you open an umbrella? Half of your clothes are wet." Zhang Xichen was a little bit offended.

Lin Weidong stroked his dangling bangs: "It's only a few steps away, I'm not happy to open an umbrella. Let's get to know Xingchen Elementary School, drive there."

Zhang Xichen turned the steering wheel and glanced at the rearview mirror: "That kid is quite cute, but he is a foreigner, can Xingchen Elementary School give him?"

Later, the child's father said happily: "Deputy Bureau Zhang helped me with a temporary account, and I can get in."

Zhang Xichen was stunned for a moment: "You mean Zhang Zhenguo by Deputy Director Zhang?"

Lin Weidong interjected, "It's your father, how predestined you are."

As soon as the child's father heard the words, he immediately noticed the subtle relationship here: "So you are the son of Deputy Bureau Zhang. Oh, what a coincidence. I have been taken care of and helped by you twice. I don't know what to do." Thank you very much."

Zhang Xichen said lightly: "You're welcome, he is him, and I am me."

Lin Weidong glanced at Zhang Xichen, always feeling that there was something in the nobleman's words, and when he talked about his father, his face changed, which was really abnormal.

Along the way, the child's father kept talking about how good Deputy Director Zhang was, and he praised him to the sky.Zhang Xichen frowned slightly all the time, answering one or the other.

When we arrived at the destination, it was nearly nine o'clock, a whole hour late.Lin Weidong said that he would send them in, and by the way, tell the teacher why he was late.But Zhang Xichen stopped him and said: "According to Dad's personality, he must have already greeted him. It's the same whether you go or not."

Lin Weidong thinks about the good people going to the end, let's send them in.Zhang Xichen also let him go.

When he came back, Lin Weidong finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaning his head on the passenger seat, his hair was wet.

Zhang Xichen turned on the heater and looked helplessly at Lin Weidong: "If you do good deeds, you have to think about yourself. You really want to be Lei Feng. Don't go back to work in the institute today. Take a vacation and go to me. Then change your clothes, you are going to be sick if you are wearing this wet body."

Lin Weidong rubbed the center of his brows, sat up straight: "It's okay, there is an air conditioner in the office, just blow it on and it will dry."

Zhang Xichen glanced at Lin Weidong's exhausted state, didn't say much, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number: "Hello, is this Uncle Chen, I'm Xichen..."

Lin Weidong was taken aback, Uncle Chen?Could it be Chen Haifeng, the director of Niuhang Institute?Just as he was in a daze, Zhang Xichen had already told Director Chen what had happened in the morning, adding fuel and vinegar, so how could Director Chen not be accommodating, and just said to take a good rest and come to work tomorrow.

Zhang Xichen hung up the phone: "Look, can you rest assured now?"

Lin Weidong frowned slightly: "Why do you know Chen Suo so well?"

Zhang Xichen smiled lightly: "My dad used to be the director of the Niuhang Institute before he became the deputy bureau chief. At that time, Chen Zhenguo was still an ordinary policeman. He often came to our house to play, so I naturally recognized him."

"I see." Lin Weidong nodded knowingly.

Zhang Xichen said: "Since you have asked for leave, you should take a good rest. In this rainy day, the people who go to work are all gangsters, so it doesn't matter whether you go or not. And your car, what are you going to do with it?"

Lin Weidong sighed: "That car may be ticketed, but in this weather, the traffic police probably don't have the mood to go to work. Just leave it there and ask someone to tow it to the auto repair shop when the weather gets better. .”

"I look pretty broken, don't you want to buy another one?"

Lin Weidong shook his head: "I have been in and out of our house for so many years, and I have feelings, and I am not willing to throw it away. Let's repair it, and run for as long as possible."

Zhang Xichen was silent for a while, and said, "If it's inconvenient in the future, I'll pick you up."

Lin Weidong smiled: "You are so busy."

Zhang Xichen glanced at Lin Weidong and said nothing.

Lin Weidong seemed to have thought of something, and asked, "Is there any generation gap between you and your father?"

Zhang Xichen didn't expect that Lin Weidong would ask this suddenly, and because he was unprepared, he responded casually: "Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as a generation gap, but my father is more enthusiastic about his work than his family. I am brooding."

"Your father and your mother divorced because of this?"

Zhang Xichen said slowly: "If you want to listen, I can tell you about it."

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