Age: My Small World

Chapter 607 There is something wrong with this person

The next day.

office.

Zhu Yong came to his office early in the morning and started his day's work.

Not long after, Miao Feng, who was in charge of the information room, came over.

"Director, as you said, I opened the door for Comrade Yang Jun as soon as he arrived. He once again reviewed the information on Lu Moxing from Jingcheng University."

It seems that this middle-aged man, whose name is only different from Miao Renfeng, listened to Zhu Yong and turned around to report Yang Jun.

"Oh? Lu Moxing, I vaguely remember this person."

Zhu Yong took the information and took a look, and suddenly he understood.

"So he's actually a vice president. No wonder I remember him."

He raised an eyebrow: "Didn't Yang Jun say anything else?"

Miao Feng shook his head: "No more."

"Okay, then go and get busy."

Since the matter was top secret, Zhu Yong did not say much in front of Miao Feng.

He waited until everyone left before he began to mutter to himself.

"There's something wrong with this guy."

"I remember who I asked to investigate it?"

He touched his chin and suddenly sat up straight.

"It seems to be him!"

Zhu Yong's expression became a little unnatural.

"How could it be him? This is troublesome."

Yang Jun didn't know that Zhu Yong had someone watching his movements. After coming out of the small world early in the morning, he walked towards the school slowly.

Today is Friday and I still have classes to attend.

He attended the class as usual, but during the class he sneaked into the small world and took the cooked ox head off the stove.

In the afternoon, as soon as school was over, Yang Jun ignored Xu Yan calling him from behind and ran away as soon as possible.

When we arrived at the professional classroom next door, we happened to meet Jiang Xueying and her classmates who had just finished school.

"Xiaoxue, Yang Jun is here again."

Wei Wen's words immediately brought Jiang Xueying back to her senses while she was walking and lost in thought.

"Hmm? Yang Jun? Where is he?"

She looked around.

Wei Wen pursed his lips, and Jiang Xueying then saw him coming out from the crowd.

"Student Jiang Xueying."

"Student Yang Jun." She let go of Wei Wen's hand, the meaning was self-evident.

Wei Wen curled her lips: "Again, you're abandoning me."

"Yang Jun, don't forget I said I would teach you to dance. Let's find some time next week to practice together. I'm a man of my words."

Yang Jun really forgot about this matter, not to mention that it was mentioned several months ago.

He waved his hand helplessly: "No problem, just let Xiaoxue tell me the time next week."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

Wei Wen stuck out her tongue at the two of them and left.

"Why do you seem absent-minded? Weren't you paying attention in class just now?" Yang Jun and Jiang Xueying asked as they walked shoulder to shoulder on the path.

Jiang Xueying shook her head: "It's just that there was some news that came in recently, and I feel it's a little unreal."

"Huh? What's the news?"

Yang Jun was a little surprised. Jiang Xueying had always been emotionally stable. What kind of news could make her lose control of her emotions?
"It's news from my father."

"Ah?" Yang Jun was really surprised.

"My mother wrote me a letter saying that my father might still be alive. She even sent her a letter a while ago, but I don't quite believe it."

How could a person who had disappeared for more than ten years suddenly appear again?

In previous years, Jiang Xueying and Chen Huiling had always treated him as dead and would burn paper money for him during Qingming Festival, but the only missing grave was a mound. The reason for this lack of a mound was that Chen Huiling still remembered his words: he would return sooner or later.

Just because of this sentence, Jiang Xueying and her mother have been waiting at home. More than ten years have passed, but there is no sign of him.

Even though some people advised Chen Huiling to remarry, she never gave in.

"I remember there hasn't been any news from my uncle for thirteen years."

Jiang Xueying nodded: "He disappeared since I started school."

"But he also prepared a gift for you, didn't he?"

Yang Jun’s first gun was given to him by Jiang Xueying. It was something left by Jiang’s father.

"But if he's really still alive, why doesn't he come back to see me and Mom? I still don't believe it."

In Jiang Xueying's memory, her father was extremely loving and kind to her. She grew up on her father's back, riding on the ground like a horse, or holding her up high. Scenes seemed to emerge before her eyes.

How could such a tall father ignore them for so many years?
Moreover, she had been suffering from such a serious illness since junior high school, so how could her father not show up?

Jiang Xueying has not forgotten how many times her mother carried her on her back.

I also remember him carrying me home on his back, and even when I went to the toilet, he carried me there and back.

He didn't show any disgust or tease her, he just had a pure heart, and she could feel it.

"Maybe he has some unspeakable secrets. Let's wait until your mother is completely sure before we discuss this matter. If your father is still alive by then, Aunt Chen will at least be very happy, right?"

"Xiaoxue, you don't want Aunt Chen to be sad, right?"

Yang Jun held her hand tightly.

Jiang Xueying had a complicated expression. She actually didn't hate her father, but he had been gone for too long and she had forgotten what it felt like to have a father.

Just like Yang Jun, if a father suddenly appeared in his family, he would not be able to adapt.

"Well, what should I do?"

"Just let it be. I'll always be by your side no matter what happens. Got it?"

Yang Jun's words made the girl feel much more relaxed.

Then Yang Jun suddenly shook his head and smiled: "Look, I've been chatting with you and I've forgotten the important things again."

As if by magic, he pulled out a lunch box from behind his back and handed it to her.

"Here, I had prepared dinner for you, and now is the perfect time to eat it."

The lunch box was still warm, and the girl was deeply moved when she held it in her hands.

"I don't know how long I've been holding this fool in my arms."

She looked at Yang Jun's profile and giggled, then stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

"Thank you, big fool."

Yang Jun touched his cheek and there seemed to be some fragrance left.

"Eat quickly, you must be starving."

The lunch box contained the bone-in meat and beef tongue that he had cut off, both of which were very delicious, as well as the beef cheek which was rich in collagen.

Because it was cut into small pieces, Jiang Xueying didn't know what kind of meat it was.

She took a bite and felt the difference.

"Yang Jun, what kind of meat is this? It doesn't look like mutton or pork."

"Beef."

Yang Jun said easily.

"what?"

Jiang Xueying immediately hid the lunch box behind her back like a thief, fearing that someone would see it.

"Yang Jun, you're trying to kill yourself! It's forbidden to slaughter cattle."

"I know, but there's also beef for sale. In some brigades, it's inevitable that cattle, sheep, and pigs get injured and have to be slaughtered. Mine is one of those cases. Anyway, no one will hold it accountable."

"Really?" Although Jiang Xueying asked back, she seemed to trust him.

"Eat in peace."

"Well, it smells good."

(End of this chapter)