Assistant Lin Has Something To Say

He Jianshan hurried back to Wanzhu without waiting for the reception to end.Zhao Jianhua's car was driving very fast, and the tall buildings passing by outside the car window cut He Jianshan's thoughts into pieces, together with Xu Huaiqing's voice at the reception, like neon lights, kept flashing in his mind:

"That year, there were only two people who entered the second round of interviews, one was Annie and the other was Lin Hui. I wanted to choose one in the middle, and let Mr. He conduct three interviews. To be honest, I was more inclined to Annie at the time, although Lin Hui was excellent. , but as you said, he is a horticultural graduate after all, not to mention that he has nothing to do with Wanzhu, nor does he work as an assistant, so it may be very difficult to follow you in the future."

"However, Lin Hui is really outstanding. His thoughts, conversations, on-the-spot reactions, etc. are all very suitable for my recruitment needs. I also felt a pity in my heart, and I wanted to ask him if I would give him another chance. One question, I said, do you have any other strengths that reflect your abilities?"

"He thought for a while and said, 'I'm a beneficiary of the Honey Pot Fund'."

"I'm actually quite surprised, because he didn't mention it during the interview. To be honest, it's not an advantage, so I just joked and said, are you here to repay the favor?"

"I still remember that Lin Hui smiled embarrassedly and said, 'Wanzhu gave me a very expensive gift. I was curious, so I came here.'"

"I thought at the time that maybe he wanted to thank you in person, so I gave him this opportunity and handed you the resumes of Annie and Lin Hui. But—"

However, He Jianshan didn't conduct a third round of interviews, he didn't even look at the resumes of the two, and directly appointed one of them as his assistant - this was the most random thing he had ever done in his life.

He Jianshan came to the 12th floor, and he opened Lin Hui's office: under the bright white light, the windows were clear and clean.After Lin Hui "resigned", he took away the bouquet of building block flowers, leaving everything else as it was.The housekeeper cleans the office every day, waiting for the owner to come back at any time.

He Jianshan was suddenly a little nervous.

The materials of the Honey Pot Fund are in the bookcase behind Lin Hui's desk.After Lin Hui served as his assistant, he took over this part of the work.For various reasons, He Jianshan has always been disgusted with this fund. He is not interested in how the fund is operating after its establishment, and he rarely asks about it.For him, the greatest sense of existence of this fund lies in the few lines in Lin Hui's annual report.

He never thought that Lin Hui came to him because of this fund.

In fact, he also had doubts. In Lin Hui's childhood memory, it seemed that only his grandma existed, and his parents never appeared.After the two got together, he heard Lin Hui mention that his parents had passed away once, and his tone was very calm.He thought that Lin Hui was the same as himself, with weak kinship, and that some unpleasant things might have happened, so he didn't mention it anymore; as for the pen, he explicitly asked about it on the day he and Lin Hui expressed their feelings, but Lin Hui avoided it. This question, so he didn't want to continue to ask.

If you think about it further, when Lin Hui came to his house for dinner and chat for the first time, he obviously showed great interest in the Honey Pot Fund. Even when he said that it was a product of protecting interests, Lin Hui also expressed strongly disagreed.He should have thought about it then, but he had so many good memories of that night that he was so distracted that he completely ignored it.

He Jianshan opened the door of the cabinet and took out a document labeled "Information for Applicants for the "Honey Pot Project" Fund".

At the beginning of the establishment of the Honey Pot Fund, according to his intention, the company provided two options: one is a fixed gift of 4950 yuan, which can be received at one time; In addition to the gifts selected by the employees, there are two other gifts requested by He Jianshan: a birthday cake and a classic AS pen.

For him, birthday is not a blessing, but the beginning of a nightmare that has haunted him for a long time; and the pen is worth 49500 yuan, which is the last thing Yao Qianyi left him, and it is the price of maternal love in He Jianshan's memory.

Just two of those things, and it's hard for him to explain why he put them in a mother's gift bag: "Honey Jar" is such a deceptive name, it conjures up images of everything soft and tender. , warm and sweet things, who would have thought that it was a lie born to cover up a lie.When the malice in the bottom of the heart is wrapped in honey and delivered to the applicant, it seems to have completed a huge performance art: they will never know that behind this gift representing maternal love is a terrifying event. murder--

The three of them, either actively or passively, murdered their love for each other.

This is a real and absurd black comedy.He Jianshan thought, he is really a liar.

He didn't care about anything like he confessed to Lin Hui that night: he didn't care about gaining, nor did he care about losing.At least many years ago, he also collapsed from everything he suffered, so that he would also transfer the inexplicable anger and hatred in his heart to innocent people.But it never occurred to him that after going round and round, the person he loves the most will bear everything for him in the end.

The air conditioner in the building has been turned off, perhaps because the winter night is really cold, He Jianshan took out the documents inside with shaking hands——

A thick stack of application forms, including all the information of the beneficiaries of the Honey Pot Fund over the years.He Jianshan flipped through the pages from top to bottom, and when he saw one of them, he stopped——

Lin Hui.

Lin Hui's ID photo with a blue background was pasted on the form. In the photo, he was much younger and younger than now. The only thing that remained unchanged was his smile.He Jianshan was very familiar with this smile, at home this morning, in Wanzhu's office building, and on any day in the past eight years, he had seen exactly the same smile.

He Jianshan stared at the thin A4 paper, couldn't help laughing, and then slowly, his eyes turned red.

The world is so illogical sometimes.

He Jianshan closed his eyes and opened them again after a long time. He took out his mobile phone and dialed:

"Hey, Mr. He—"

"Annie, help me book a ticket to Yangcheng as soon as possible."

Yangcheng, Linzhuang, Fenggou Town, Pingjiang District.

Early in the morning, Lin Hui set off from the hotel and came home with the couplets and blessings he had bought earlier.The taxi stopped at the side of the road at the entrance of the village, and further inside was a very narrow path.Lin Hui stood at the intersection, covered in a layer of fog, and started walking towards home.

On this road, he went from babbling to graduating from college: when he was a child, this road was a dirt road, and when it rained heavily, he would put on rubber shoes and walk with his grandma; At that time, the road turned into a gravel road, and a factory was opened near the village. The owner of the factory paid for several carts of gravel to pave the road for his own convenience. People get married for the sake of their children, and it is convenient for the wedding car. Some people have a big birthday for the elderly in the family, just to look good; up to now, it has become a concrete road, and even has a name, called Xiuying Road——Wang Xiuying, which is The name of Lin Hui's grandmother, this road was built by Lin Hui.At that time, the cadres in the village thanked him for his donation and asked him what he wanted, and he said that it would be enough to name it after his grandma.

In the countryside in winter, there is nothing in the fields, and the roads are full of dark weeds, growing in all directions, which looks really lonely.However, Lin Hui felt that it was very kind. He walked all the way and shouted:

"Morning, three mothers."

"Ah, it's Xiao Hui, you came back so early this year?"

"Brother Hui, long time no see, you've lost weight!"

"Lin Hui? When did you come back? Don't say anything. Come to my house for lunch."

"Second Master, walk slowly, there is a pit here!"

"Okay, I can see it, hey, it's Xiao Hui!"

……

At the end of Xiuying Road is Linhui's home, the first household in the village.The house is very old. Lin Hui stood at the door, looking at the porch that used to be very tall. The red "Fu" posted last year has faded to pink and white.He took out a key from his pocket, inserted it into the rusty lock, and opened the door.

Lin Hui didn't delay for a moment.He quickly found the basin, went to the yard to fetch well water, and then wiped the couplets and the word "Fu" several times with a rag. He had to fully soak the traces of the old year and scrape them off with a scraper. , to paste a new one.While waiting, he chatted with the second aunt next door:

"Little Hui, why did you come back so early this year?"

Lin Hui touched the scarf around his neck: "It was put out early this year, and it will be Chinese New Year when we return to Beijing."

After all, the second aunt is someone who has been here, and she understood Lin Hui's shyness: "Ah, ah, do you have a date?"

Lin Hui smiled: "Yes, I have a partner."

"Really?" The second aunt came to her senses, "Where are you from? What kind of job? What about work?"

Lin thought about it for a while: "It's just a local in Jinghua. It's pretty good-looking, and it's from the same company as me."

"The locals are good, and your parents can help you." The second aunt nodded, "It doesn't matter if it's a company, we can commute together, drive a car, and save money."

Lin Hui laughed loudly: "Yes, Second Aunt, he cooks delicious food."

"Oh, there are really not many people who can cook now. But the second aunt wants to tell you, they must be grown up by their parents since they were young, don't let them work all the time, just live, that's all, you Make more room."

"I know, he asked Lan to seal me up."

The second aunt chatted with Lin Hui for a long time, and felt that the young couple had a really good relationship, so she smiled again: "When are you going to get married? Don't forget to treat the second aunt to the wedding candy."

"Get married, the time is whatever you want, I don't care." Lin Hui said so, but his mind was thinking that if the two of them got married, would they really go to Las Vegas to register?

Lin Hui took out his mobile phone and found that he hadn't responded to the WeChat message he sent to He Jianshan yesterday, wondering if he was busy again.Lin Hui raised his mobile phone and took a picture of the scenery in front of him: the tall and short houses covered by the faint mist and the farmland covered with a thin layer of green.He sent the photo to He Jianshan, and said: [Ready to work]

The second aunt's eyes were sharp, and when she saw him start looking at the phone, she quickly said, "Where are you chatting with your partner? Don't take pictures of the field, there is nothing in the field, take a picture of the vegetables that the second aunt grows, and pick some vegetables for you when you leave."

Lin replied with a smile, turned around and took a picture of a small green vegetable field, then sent it to He Jianshan, and then locked the phone.

After a while, Lin Hui saw that it was almost time, so he started to get busy.He comes back to his hometown in Fenggou Town at most twice a year: once for Qingming and once for Chinese New Year.The house has been vacant for a long time, and I can't live at home when I come back. I always live in a hotel.But even so, every Chinese New Year, he would first wipe off the floating dust on the tables, chairs and benches in the house before starting to paste couplets, just like his grandma did when he was a child.

This is not something that can be done in just two hours.In the past few years, Lin Hui was not in a hurry, and he might have to eat a meal in the village before leaving.Now that he is thinking about Jinghua in his heart, he unconsciously speeds up his movements. If he wants to make a quick decision, it is best to go back earlier.Thinking about it in his heart, his hands were too busy to stop, not to mention the live broadcast couplet that he had agreed with He Jianshan, he forgot all about it, and he didn't even bother to look at his mobile phone.

So he didn't know that half an hour ago, He Jianshan sent him the location of Yangcheng Airport, and the airport was a 15-minute drive from this small town.

When He Jianshan followed the location to find it, the fog had completely cleared away, and the sun shone through the clouds gently covering the farmland and houses.This is a completely unfamiliar place, but because of Lin Hui, when He Jianshan stepped on this land, he felt a little kind.

He checked the location again and made sure that Lin Hui's home was at the end of the road.He Jianshan glanced at the blue sign at the intersection, he took a deep breath, stepped on this Xiuying Road, and walked towards the existence that Lin Hui repeatedly mentioned, which was more beautiful than anything in the world .When he stood at the door, He Jianshan raised his head:

It's a little small and a little old.

The two bright red "Fu" characters on the gate seem to still carry the temperature of Lin Hui's fingers;

The square red Eight Immortals table in the house is missing a corner, and it is said that the ladder fell down and hit it;

The white chain link table mat placed under the glass of the long table has also turned yellow and black;

After crossing the threshold of the back door, He Jianshan came to the yard. There was a well in the yard with a basin beside it. There was water on the ground, which should have been used by Lin Hui just now;

In the middle of the courtyard, instead of the peach tree that He Jianshan had been thinking about, there was a lush wintersweet.

He Jianshan couldn't help but walked in front of it: the wintersweet tree was a bit tall, with yellow buds neatly clustered on the branches, exuding a faint fragrance.

From nowhere came a clear voice:

"Little Hui, are these posted on the gate of the courtyard?"

"Yes, it's almost ready."

"Dining at the second aunt's house at noon?"

"No second aunt, I'll leave when I'm done. I'm in a hurry to go back."

"Okay, whatever you want. By the way, I saw someone entering your room just now, can you see if someone in the village is looking for you?"

"Huh? Me? Impossible—"

Lin Hui's voice gradually became louder from far to near, accompanied by the sound of footsteps stepping on He Jianshan's tense nerves.He Jianshan's heart began to beat faster, he stood behind the wintersweet tree, staring at the direction of the voice, until a familiar face appeared in front of him.

"Let me see—"

Lin Hui was stunned.

He Jianshan stood there quietly.

When the wind blows, the fragrance of the whole yard floats, and the wintersweet flowers are quietly blooming.

The author has something to say:

I was destined to go to my hometown years ago. In the next chapter, I will listen to Lin Hui tell this long story.