Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 22

When we returned to the cake shop, it was almost noon.

The dense fog cleared a bit, but Yu Zhile still put on the mask.As soon as I got out of the car, I saw two children, a man and a woman, sticking to the window, commenting on the various display cakes inside with great interest through the glass.

The sound of closing the car door attracted the attention of the two children. When they turned around, Yu Zhile also recognized them. One was the granddaughter of the old Ning family, and the other was the grandson of Mayor Xu.

"Dodo." She called the little girl.

The girl with the neat mushroom head turned her head, wrinkled her nose and smiled as soon as she saw her: "Sister Yu."

The little boy also turned around. He grew up in the imperial capital and was fair and pink.He was not familiar with Zhile, he only looked at her suspiciously.

"En." Yu Zhile responded.

The little girl named Dodo looked past her, glanced at the car behind her, and said with a smile: "Sister Yu, you don't ride a motorcycle anymore?"

"I haven't ridden recently."

Duoduo blinked her eyes: "My grandma said that you have become the little lover of the rich boss, so now you drive four cars."

Yu Zhile: "..."

Tong Yan Wuji.

Not to mention children, even adults who have been up and down in the world for 20 years, or the elderly for decades, can easily be led by the nose by the gossip and gossip fabricated by their parents.

Yu Zhile bent her lips and smiled, not intending to refute a word, but only asked, "Do you want to buy cakes?"

"No," Dodo shook her head: "I came here with Xu Jiangyuan, grandpa Xu Jiangyuan, and his grandpa said he would buy us small cakes."

Mayor Xu is here?

Yu Zhile said goodbye to the two children, and walked into the store with one hand in his pocket. As soon as Fang opened the door and entered, he saw an old man beside the counter. He was wearing a black down jacket, his temples were gray, and his face was full of lines of time.

Hearing the ringtone, the old man turned his head, his eyes met Yu Zhile, he smiled slightly: "Zhile, you are here."

"Well, Uncle Xu, hello." Yu Zhile greeted politely, looking around, trying to find a chair for him to rest on.

Xu Zhen understood her expression, and said directly: "No need, no need, Si Tian also gave me a stool just now, I don't want to sit, so I just look around."

Yu Zhile nodded, and still moved a round stool over: "Your daughter is back?"

"Yes, bring the children back to celebrate New Year's Day." The old man sat down without hesitation, with a contentment and joy of family and reunion in his eyes, which he may not even be aware of.

At this time, in the baking room, a voice mixed with cream and icing sugar came out: "Zhile——are you coming—?"

"Yes." Yu Zhile also raised her voice slightly.

"Oh—you're late, I miss you so much—"

Listening to the little girl's playful conversation, Mayor Xu couldn't help laughing: "Is Zhi'an back to school?"

Yu Zhile nodded.

Mayor Xu also nodded: "I know about the collision last time. The kid was restless when he was young, and the one in Lao Qi's family is even more so. He is a bit restless."

"Still young." Yu Zhile politely excused her younger brother: "It should be better to be older."

"It's just a pain for you," Mayor Xu sighed quietly, propped his legs and asked, "I heard from Sitian that your house was transferred to you by your grandma?"

"Ah."

Mayor Xu looked at her: "Are you driving Mr. Jing now?"

Yu Zhile said quietly, "It's like this."

Mayor Xu nodded his head slowly twice: "He came back to me and told me all the compensation for the demolition in detail. It is quite reasonable and the conditions are also generous. No, my girl came back these two days, and I told you She said this, why not demolish it, and now some places are still waiting to be demolished, and they all became multi-millionaires when they were demolished in Beijing.”

Yu Zhile didn't say a word. In fact, her attitude was very complicated from the beginning to the end.

Maybe ten years ago, or even earlier, she wanted to escape from this small town.But just, thought about it.

Now that the years have changed, this rebellious thought has been weakening year by year, so that it dissipates like the wind.

"Those who are with me, we all know that it is a good opportunity to make a fortune, but we really don't want to leave here, we can't integrate into the city, it's not that I haven't been to my daughter's place, high-rise buildings are Qi Yuxuan is standing high, even if the doors and windows of every house are closed, there is no one to talk to, and the way of playing mahjong in their city is not the same as ours. I keep thinking, why is this happening again? A few years later, it’s better to dismantle it after I die, I don’t know anything when I close my eyes, how good it is.”

Mayor Xu is still babbling incessantly in embarrassment, making his old-fashioned face look extraordinarily gloomy:

"I had breakfast today, and I met Lao Yuan, the math teacher in your primary school, Mr. Yuan, who joked with me, saying——we old things need to be down-to-earth, and we probably won't be able to survive if we move to our old nest. How long."

After Mayor Xu finished speaking, he also laughed, a little self-deprecating.

Although he said it casually, to Yu Zhile's ears, it was full of heartache.She knew that more and more young people were leaving here.

In addition to coming back to pick up cake orders and reunions during festivals, most of her time is also dedicated to the bright lights of the city.

She just can't forget what grandma said to her before she died——

"Then there will be a real estate agent coming over, and your grandfather will stand in front of him, trying to prevent people from entering the house. He said that this place is for our ancestors, people like us, who built brick by brick, with blood and sweat on the joints of the tiles. There is love and righteousness between them. The young people in their later years, as well as people outside, don’t laugh at what kind of disasters this place has endured and what kind of wars it has survived. When your grandpa passed away, just tell me, Don't let them dismantle it, or I miss you sometimes, and when I come back to see you, I can't even find where you are."

Therefore, Yu Zhile is clear that many old people here regard their homeland as the resting place of their souls. Only when they take root here, grow rich here, fall here, and decay here, can they be regarded as complete in merit and virtue and have no regrets in their lives.

They are a piece of grass, a leaf, and a speck of dust. They have created the vitality of Chenfang for nearly a hundred years, and it is only then that this town has a splendid four seasons and a variety of vitality.

So she always felt that walking in the old house in Fanhua Lane, there was the dying breath of grandma everywhere.If one day, this old man suddenly wants to come back, and wants to see what the place she once took care of has become. .

Jing Sheng said she was ridiculous, guarding the feelings of worthlessness.

She didn't hold on to anything for herself, but was holding on for grandma.

At least, when the grown-up generation, who were sheltered from the wind and sun by the trees, turned back without hesitation, this group of former tree planters had a reason not to be so desperate and tearful, helpless and helpless.

Yu Zhile let out a long breath as he watched Mayor Xu leave, holding hands with the two children carrying the cake.

Zhang Sitian stood beside her, unconsciously kneading a piece of discarded dough in his hand: "What did Uncle Xu tell you?"

Yu Zhile withdrew his gaze: "For the demolition, the elderly don't want to leave."

Zhang Sitian pursed her lips: "My father is not happy either, my mother seems to be more neutral, I am happy with what happens, but I still want to open Sitian Bakery to the city, the business will be much better there, right?" .”

"However," Zhang Sitian changed the subject, winked at Yu Zhile and said, "It will definitely be very busy and hard for us to come here."

Yu Zhile glanced at her and smiled faintly: "How long will it be?" After speaking, he turned and went to the baking room.

Zhang Sitian followed behind and pinched her waist, yelling strangely: "Can't I imagine the future first—"

In the evening, after Yu Zhile delivered a cake order of colorful fondant to the destination, he drove to Jingyuan Building and waited for Jingsheng to get off work.

There is no wind in a foggy day, and the sky in the evening looks extremely quiet and low, like a child with autism.

Jing Sheng left very late today, near 06:30, when Yu Zhile received a call from him asking where she was.

Yu Zhile replied: "The underground garage."

"Waiting for a long time?" he asked over the phone.

Yu Zhile estimated the time for a while, and said, "About half an hour."

"Oh," the voice on the other end was suddenly filled with a little smile, like a star that was suddenly printed on the sea: "I have waited for so long, how can I wait for such a long time, making me feel like your husband?" Yes, very guilty."

Yu Zhile: "???" What is he talking about?
Jing Sheng had already hung up the phone.

After sitting for a while, the passenger's door was opened, and Jing Sheng was dusty all over, with his big down jacket in his arms, and only a sweater and shirt on his body.

"It's so hot, I ran all the way here," he said to himself, "just run, fast, but I didn't start running until I got out of the building, you know, it would be embarrassing to run in the building and be seen by the employees. "

Yu Zhile glanced at him, and the young man's face really had some blush on it.

He picked up the mineral water at hand, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, then looked at Yu Zhile with a smile on his face: "I'm so busy today that I don't even have time to send you a message, my secretary... Uh, The male secretary, but not Song Zhi, just from the company, took such a big stack of documents for me to approve,"

He used his arms to draw a very wide range: "Damn, there are so many, my eyes are going to be blind..."

He chattered endlessly, as if shaking many scattered colorful sequins, and shared today's daily life with her.

While starting the car, Yu Zhile replied, "If you're so tired, don't talk, and rest more."

Jing Sheng was speechless for two seconds, and replied: "It's okay, I'm happy to talk to you, even if I'm thirsty to death."

Driving out of the garage, the outside world has been completely covered by night.

But the colorful lights that can be seen everywhere are like star lights hanging on the airtight curtains.

Holding the steering wheel in his hands, he followed the traffic slowly without rushing, Yu Zhile looked straight ahead, thinking about one thing in his heart, and also thinking about how to talk to Jing Sheng.

Before Mayor Xu left in the morning, he asked her a few words, and asked her if she could talk to Jing Sheng about demolishing it later, and then consider Chenfang in a few years. After all, the land west of Ningcheng has not been touched yet. It would be good if we could drag as long as we could before.

Yu Zhile said that he was a soft-spoken person, and he also understood that Jing Sheng and her were not the same kind of people at all.He looks like a flamboyant and glib, but he is good at calculating in official affairs and cannot be discussed.

But Xu Zhen still asked her to give it a try, because she had far more opportunities to meet Jing Sheng in private than him.

After struggling and hesitating for a long time, I came to a wide bridge.Yu Zhile took a deep breath, and finally said, "Jing Sheng, I want to tell you something."

The shadows of street lights lined up on both sides rolled over Jing Sheng's profile, and he raised his head and frowned: "What's the matter?"

Yu Zhile pursed her lips: "About the demolition of my house..."

"Shh."

The man immediately interrupted her angrily: "There's no need to go on, I know."

The answer was obvious, so Yu Zhile didn't say any more.

Jing Sheng also sat quietly. After a while, he rolled his eyes and stared at her side face for a moment before calling her name: "Yu Zhile."

"Yeah." She agreed.

Jing Sheng felt impatient for no reason, "Don't say a word about Chen Fang in the future, there is no such relationship between us."

"Okay." Yu Zhile immediately recognized and accepted that there was no relationship to favoritism.

"When I sit next to you alone, there is no such thing as Chen Fang between us. Such a thing, is it okay? Can you accept that?"

"Okay." The woman agreed happily, and he knew that she had the same personality.

Jing Sheng wanted to say something more, with a rare calm and serious tone: "My idea is very simple, I am not Mr. Jing who wants to demolish your house, and you are not the driver who drives for me. I don't know if you can understand this. that is……"

He was quite anxious, but still chose to pause, patiently sorted out his words, and finally, he opened his lips and said:
"You are Yu Zhile, my name is Jing Sheng, I am just a man who likes you very much."

(End of this chapter)