Fang Jing smiled and said: "I wanted to say sorry to you. Last night, I was worried that you drove home after drinking, so I called you to see if you got home safely, but your wife picked it up. The phone makes me very embarrassed. Fu Hua, why don't you answer my call, but let your wife answer it? What do you mean?"
Fu Huaxin said that I haven't inquired about Xingshi yet, but you have started asking Xingshi. This woman is really, is she fainted by love, she only thinks about her own feelings all day long, and ignores others at all. He said: "You called for this matter? I was in the shower, so my wife answered the call for me."
Fang Jing smiled and said, "It turned out to be like this. It scared me. I thought she knew what happened between us. Huh, she wasn't upset because I called, right?"
Fu Huaxin said, didn't you ask knowingly? Of course Zheng Li is not happy. Whose wife will be happy when she receives a call from another woman to her husband in the middle of the night
Fu Hua said: "She has nothing to be upset. However, Fang Jing, it is best not to call me during this period of time in the future. It is easy to cause misunderstanding."
Fang Jing hesitated and said, "Is she still a little unhappy?"
Fu Hua said: "I didn't mean that. I mean it's so late. If you a woman call me, she will be suspicious."
Fang Jing smiled and said, "Then what time do you think I should call you?"
Fu Huaxin said that it's best not to call me at any time, but that seemed a bit unsympathetic. He smiled and said, "Just don't call me at night anyway."
Fang Jing smiled and said, "Okay, then I won't call you at night. Eh, Fu Hua, what are you going to do during the Spring Festival?"
Fu Hua said: "There are a lot of things. We have to take advantage of this time to meet relatives and friends."
Fang Jing smiled and said: "You are fine, and there are friends and relatives. I am alone in Beijing. I really don't know how to survive the Spring Festival."
Fu Hua said, "Where are your parents, why don't you go back and see them?"
Fang Jing said: "My hometown is a very closed village, and it is even more boring to go back. I will let them come to Beijing. They said Beijing is too big and they are uncomfortable and unwilling to come. Oh, Fu Hua, we Ding During the Spring Festival, there are some activities in the Fortune Club. Bring Zheng Li to participate. Let’s have fun together."
Although Fang Jing also invited Zheng Li, Fu Hua knew in his heart that Fang Jing's sword was Xiangzhuang's intention to dance with Pei Gong. Now Zheng Li is a little bit suspicious about his relationship with Fang Jing. He is worried that bringing Zheng Li to the activities of the Dingfu Club will let Zheng Li see some clues.
Fu Hua could only refuse, saying: "Sorry, Fang Jing, Zheng Li and I are basically full during the Spring Festival. Even if I am a little free, Zheng Li probably wants to stay at home. After all, she has a big belly. It."
Fang Jing smiled bitterly and said, "You don't want to see me anyway."
It is difficult for Fu Hua to deny it. If he denies it, he wants to see Fang Jing; it is also difficult to admit that Fang Jing will definitely be more angry. So he smiled and said, "Well, Fang Jing, I still have work to do here. I'm hanging up."
Fu Hua hung up the phone and shook his head lightly, saying that Fang Jing's trouble seemed far from solved. In a short time, it is estimated that she would still pester him from time to time.
The Spring Festival finally arrived. On the day of the first day of the new year, Fu Hua and Zheng Li went to Zheng's home to accompany him to celebrate the New Year. Old Zheng still looks a little weak, and this is not forgiving of time. Fu Hua still remembered that when he first met Mr. Zheng, although Mr. Zheng was quite old, he was still a very strong old man and he did not show signs of aging. But the past two years have not been the same. Zheng Lao is like a mature man. There are some age spots on his skin, various parts of his body are not working well, and he often has troubles or something. But fortunately, there is a very good medical team serving Zheng Lao. After a breakdown, he will repair it soon.
Old Zheng was very happy to see Zheng Li, called her over, smiled and asked, "Did the kid kick you inside?"
Zheng Li smiled and said, "Yeah, grandpa, this little guy is very naughty. Not only does he kick me, he often makes some somersault in my stomach."
"This is our Zheng family," Zheng Jian also came back with a family of three at this time, interjecting, "You look like that in your mother's belly."
Fu Hua listened to Zheng Jian's words and felt a little awkward. What did his heart say about the seeds of your Zheng family? Where did you put me? At least half of this is my credit, okay
This is also a manifestation of Zheng Jian's pride in the second generation of red. It seems that everything is inheriting the fine traditions of their family, and they don't care about other people who join the family.
Zheng Li smiled and said, "You can't say that, maybe it's like Fu Hua?"
Zheng Jian took a look at Fu Hua and said, "Like him, it's best not to. This guy has a bad temper. I don't want my grandson to be like him."
Fu Hua was so angry that he said that I am always the father of the child. Who is he not like me
But Fu Hua also knew that Zheng Jian's mouth was so cheap sometimes, and he didn't bother to refute him. Besides, today is the first day of the junior high school. He didn't want to make trouble for everyone.
Several other sons of Zheng Lao and their families also came back one after another. There were a lot of people, and the house suddenly became lively. Everyone gathered around Zheng Li and asked about the children in his stomach. Zheng Li was surrounded by everyone in the center with a happy face, but Fu Hua was left aside, looking a bit out of place.
It is indeed difficult for Fu Hua to integrate with these people. Because Zheng Lao's sons were tired of the changes in officialdom, they didn't choose to enter politics, and they all developed well in fields far away from officialdom. On the contrary, Fu Hua, the little director of the Beijing Office, looked very strange to them. He is different from them, and he can't say that he has achieved great results in officialdom, so no matter from which point of view, he is not a capital that is valued by them. In their eyes, Fu Hua was just a man Xiaoli liked. They maintained a kind of respect for Fu Hua. This kind of respect was only on the surface, giving people a sense of distance and not intimacy.
Fu Hua didn't like this kind of loneliness among the crowd. This feeling was uncomfortable. He often felt that the smiling faces around him were not real, just as illusory as in a dream. Compared with the Zheng family, Fu Hua actually liked the feeling of being in Zhao Kai's house. The Zhao family really regarded him as a relative. Fu Hua was very comfortable in front of Zhao Kai and his wife, Zhao Miao and even Zhao Ting.
Elder Zheng probably saw that Fu Hua was uncomfortable. He smiled and said to Fu Hua: "Fu Hua, let Xiaoli chat with them. Let's go to the study and have tea."
The two went to the study. Fu Hua poured Longjing into Zheng Lao. When Longjing's sprouts were suspended in the glass, the aroma of Longjing's peculiar beans filled the study.
Mr. Zheng took a sip of tea, then looked at Fu Hua, smiled and said, "Fu Hua, have you been criticized by your municipal party secretary recently?"
Fu Hua was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Mr. Zheng, smiled and said, "Grandpa, do you know about this too?"
Old Zheng smiled and said, "The day before yesterday, Cheng Yuan came to see me and I talked about this matter, you kid, why don't you tell me about this matter? Grandpa is not sick enough to get up. See you. The secretary of the municipal party committee is still okay."
Fu Hua was a little moved. Apart from Zheng Li, the Zheng family loved him the most.
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Grandpa, I don't want these trivial matters to disturb your recuperation. Don't worry, I can bear this little criticism."
Old Zheng smiled and said, "It's not that you can't bear the problem of housing, but that you rejected what seemed to be a logical request. Your city party secretary will definitely hate you in his heart. This guy looks like a stingy person. People, I am worried that the criticism is just the beginning, and I don’t know how he will retaliate in the follow-up."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Don't worry about this. I ask myself to be upright and honest, he can't calculate what's on my head."
Elder Zheng shook his head and said, "Fu Hua, it's not that you will be fine if you are open and honest. There is a saying that if you are not afraid of theft, you are afraid of the thieves. I am afraid that you will be remembered by the thieves."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Grandpa, you just leave him alone. We should be happy today on the first day of the junior high school. Don't let him sweep us away."
Old Zheng smiled and said: "Whatever you are on the fifteenth day of the year, you will know that these new years are not a happy thing at my age. Others say that a family of children get together for fun, but I like it better. Be quiet. It’s okay. These are all things for an old man of mine. Let’s talk casually, let’s take him as a topic. Hey, what did you secretary of the municipal party committee do?"
Fu Hua saw that Mr. Zheng had come up to talk about it, so he could no longer say not to let Mr. Zheng worry about this matter, so he smiled and said: "I used to be the deputy secretary-general of the Donghai Provincial Party Committee, and Secretary Guo Kui was promoted before he entered Beijing. It was recommended by the current secretary Lu Ji."
Old Zheng smiled and said: "The background is not small, no wonder you dare not put me in your eyes."
Hearing what Zheng said, Fu Hua became nervous and said, "Grandpa, don't get angry. Your body has just recovered. I am worried that I will disturb you if you don't arrange for you to see him. This Secretary Cheng Yuan is also true. What is he doing to tell you this?"
Old Zheng smiled and said, "Fu Hua, don't you be so nervous, okay? I know I am old, but I am not too weak to bear even such a small thing."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Grandpa, I know you can bear it, but you also said that this is a trivial matter, and there is no need to take care of him."