Traveling through Xueba is full of blessings

Chapter 543 Ji Yusheng (monthly ticket 270+)

"Director, the research team from the province, do you think you are accompanying yourself or..." The secretary knocked on the door and stood at the door to ask for instructions.

Ji Yusheng raised his forehead. He stayed up all night yesterday to write a report for his team. He was a little tired, and he still had a lot of things to do today.

Ji Yusheng's eyes were a little bloodshot: "Well. I'll be in the afternoon..." He raised his wrist to check the time: "Come back around [-]:[-] p.m., tell everyone to prepare the documents, and I'll compile them."

The phone rang through the office...

"Hello, Ji Yusheng."

"Uncle Ji, it's me."

Ye Boting's voice came from the phone, Ji Yusheng raised his eyebrows, waved to the secretary, watched the secretary leave, and then smiled and said:
"pavilion?"

"Ah."

"Where are you?"

"Ah! I quit my job, of course I called at the post office."

"Well. Tell me."

Holding the phone in his arms, Ye Boting felt embarrassed for the first time that Ji Yusheng didn't need to guess, and he could only come to him when he knew something was going on:
"Uncle Ji, I still have a lot of odds and ends at home. I want to bring them back to Kyoto this time. Can you lend me the car for a while? If you won't drive it for a while..."

Ji Yusheng held the phone in one hand and flicked the armrest of the chair with the other. This was his habit of thinking seriously about problems: "There must be something big. It's really fragmented. You wouldn't come here to pick it up."

"Uh, there are, there are two of them, I don't want to lose them, my mother gave them to me."

Ji Yusheng narrowed his eyes: "Wait for me to fetch you."

"What?" Ye Boting somehow heard the meaning of "marry her".

"Stay where you are."

……

Ji Yusheng was wearing only a white long-sleeved shirt and black trousers. He stopped suddenly when he was about to leave the office. He almost forgot to take the money. After a pause, he turned and left, and went to the door to tell his secretary:
"For the research team, you tell Director Wang to go there. I have something urgent to deal with. The secretary came back from a meeting in the province, and I almost rushed back. You are responsible for collecting the materials and putting them on my desk. Come back and stay up all night to watch, first of all."

Ji Yusheng left the city government office building with big strides.

The autumn breeze blew along the open window, blowing away the small stack of dim notes scattered on Ji Yusheng's desk. There were fifty cents, one yuan, ten yuan, so many, but he chose to be penniless.

When Ye Boting was standing at the gate of the post office, with his arms around his shoulders and his legs dangling around, he saw a jeep rushing all the way.

She jumped up and waved her hands vigorously at the car shadow, wearing the most common white shirt and black pants, and without any warning, she "bumped into shirts" with Ji Yusheng.

The pretty girl with ponytails was standing in front of the slightly dilapidated post office, with a warm smile on her face. In Ji Yusheng's eyes, it was like an old photo. It warmed his heart so much that he stepped on the accelerator unconsciously. foot.

……

When we moved, Ye Boxuan, the elder brother, was leading the soldiers to train in the field, and the jeep was full of things packed by Deng Deng, and even the co-pilot was almost full.

It was inconvenient for Ye Boting to get out of the car, so he handsomely threw the key to Zhai Yuanfang's house through the car door: "Political Commissar, please give me the key, thank you Political Commissar!"

It was still the energetic Ye Boting, a handsome and free-spirited girl, at least Zhai Yuanfang and others never changed their views on Ye Boting.

Only Ji Yusheng, who moved Ye Boting this time, saw the helplessness in the eyes of the girl in front of him.

Obviously, the last time we met, I was still chattering, but this time I couldn't help but sigh when talking and doing things.Looking at the blue eye sockets, Ji Yusheng felt very uncomfortable.She was helpless and unhappy.

Ji Yusheng and Ye Boting got closer because there were a lot of things to put in the narrow space. Ye Boting asked: "What if I wobble and sit in the middle and let the handbrake go, and what if I bump into you?"

The white shirt Ji Yusheng was wearing was scratched with black marks several times when he was moving, and his image was a bit embarrassing:

"As long as you don't raise your head and touch my steering wheel, I can take you home safely."

Ye Boting hugged the big red washbasin she bought when she got married. There were a bunch of things in the basin. Looking out at the harvest scenery, she was silent for a long time. Ji Yusheng didn't disturb her until she wanted to say:
"Uncle Ji, am I ignorant? For Qu Lei, I..."

She talked a lot, and told all about her back and forth with Ye's father, Song Yaping, including the quarrel with her grandfather, and Xia Tian's "life-saving straw" rebellion.

Ji Yusheng focused on driving, listening to Ye Boting's words, and didn't interrupt until Ye Boting cried while talking.

Ye Boting also wondered herself, she was not like this in front of her family and Qu Lei, why would she feel sad and aggrieved the more she said in front of Ji Yusheng:

"As for this incident, I feel that it is unlucky for Qu Lei to marry me, as if my family owes him his future. Regardless of whether he can develop well in the army, it is his own life, and my family should not interfere.

Intervene, I don't mean to control the situation, I understand that my crazy state will only hurt my relatives, but he hugged his head and cried like it was stuck in my heart.

He said that he was sitting in the office, and he had to train at the end of the day. There was no slogan of [-], [-], [-], [-], and the habits that had been in the past for several years were suddenly forced to change, and he lost his mind..."

Ji Yusheng's right hand was clenched into a fist on the steering wheel. He controlled and controlled. He wanted to reach out and touch Ye Boting's sobbing cheek, but in the end he was afraid of scaring her. The moment he stretched out his hand, he changed direction and placed it on Ye Boting's head. Rub it up, rub it up...

The magnetic voice is comforting: "Family love is the story of Mulan replacing her father; it is the story of Meng's mother's three relocations; it is the melody played by using leaves as musical instruments when she is homesick.

Children have to think about how to repay their parents, you understand what I mean?Don't cry, I know you are wrong.Ning owes his family and doesn't want to owe Qu Lei, what does it mean, have you ever thought about it? "

Ji Yusheng smelled the sweet fragrance of a woman from Tingzi who was very close to him, he thought he was about to expose his most unbearable side, he didn't want to talk about Qu Lei in front of Tingzi, but he couldn't control his words from coming out of his mouth .

Ji Yusheng frowned, and for the first time, he made a resentful comment, which also tore away his friendly camouflage towards Qu Lei:
"As an adult man, he has to plan every step. He can refuse the work arrangement. In view of the experience and lessons of being forced to change jobs this time, in order not to be at the mercy of your family again, he can tell your father with his subsequent behavior. My own life is my own decision! But he was crying..."

"Uncle Ji, he just..."

Ji Yusheng snorted coldly: "Is he just? What he said is just to burden you mentally! What should he do! What can he do! What can he do!
As your husband, what is he trying to do besides complicating matters? !

Carrying the unwillingness of the past, obsessing over it, worrying, playing tricks of small thoughts, his life will only be muddled.

And you, Tingzi, the more you stand up for him, the more he will live in a state of grace forever. "

Ye Boting stopped crying, she looked at Ji Yusheng as if she were a stranger.

"What? Don't you think it's too loud?" Ji Yusheng slammed on the brakes with a squeak, and turned the steering wheel half a circle vigorously. He knew that the inertia of the car would throw Ye Boting into his arms.

Breath exchange, close at hand...

(End of this chapter)