My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 46 Call You Magic Cloak
You Qili was still not released.

Even if Weidong returned to the freight terminal, he would receive thunderous cheers.

This adjective was used by a technical secondary school student, which made Weidong think that you are really ignorant. There are only so many people like this.

Probably less than 800.

Anyway, the sudden cheering startled the passengers waiting for the ferry on the riverbank nearby.

In addition to confirming that you will definitely get the money for today's work, a considerable number of the various newspapers that arrived today have reprinted yesterday's editorials and "letters from enthusiastic readers"!
To put it in the words of forty years later, all official media outlets reposted and liked it.

The collective expressed its position clearly.

However, You Qili also expressed his position in the detention center.

Dong Xueying had a lot of expressions when she came back. During dinner, she explained, "He submitted an application for admission to the detention center..."

With her attitude, she now feels that You Qili's tactics are a bit unbelievable.

Weidong almost spit out his food. Looking back from the perspective of forty years later, this was a complete show.

And they chose this time, isn't it a slap in the face?

It further emphasizes the image of being harmed and deepens the confrontation.

Not only did it make the sounds of people wandering around to help out a bit awkward.

It also forces the opponent to just go down, otherwise releasing it at this time will prove that they are all wrong.

It felt like Weidong had finally put the ladder together, but it was pulled away again.

Damn, I was planning to travel to the vast world of Jiangzhou after the Spring Festival, but I have to wait.

Weidong must have realized that he could not support such a big battle as changing aircraft, and he had to follow and learn well.

But now I can’t even go back to my hometown with my parents.

I simply pulled two more ships of sand and gravel, and used up almost all the money I earned from the citrus business.

But at this point, it is better not to make money in Shangzhou. Weidong was very cautious in the beginning because he didn't even sell bacon here.

I didn't expect that this "strategic vision" of keeping a low profile would be ridiculed.

The next day, Lao asked the couple to take a boat down the river from Jiangzhou. After Weidong repeatedly reminded them of various safety details when going out, they chose a river boat instead of a county or city transport motorboat.

But he still took the cheapest fifth-class seat: "We'll get on board early this morning and arrive in just one day. There's no need to buy a sleeper berth. Save some money for you to get married."

Weidong was speechless and whispered, "You guys haven't had enough fun setting up stalls these days. I'm afraid to make any more money! Mom looks much better. Is Dad's waist still sore?"

My mother really has a different temperament from the auntie who cooks at the construction site. "I'm just trying to get you some household stuff. I received a few phone calls. An optics factory called three times, and the red light factory called twice. I wrote them down for you."

Since he is now a celebrity at the dock, he can easily get on the pontoon to take over his parents' bags and walk across the gangway.

This gave Weidong a headache: "Can't I still make money? It's enough for you to work less and have a comfortable life."

Lao Rang happily scolded him, "This is our duty. If we don't buy something for our son, do we have to start saving for his coffin now?"

Thinking about it this way, Weidong felt that it was right and let them do whatever they wanted.

But when I got off the gangplank, Fengchu was already waiting on the shore, wagging his tail to greet me: "Hello, uncle and auntie, I'm here to ask big brother to pick you up. I've prepared dinner and will be waiting for you to come back and eat."

It was still a simple blue cotton-padded jacket, but it was neat and clean, and more importantly, it showed invincible youth.

She has a simple and pretty face with a pair of pigtails, and she looks very smart.

The old couple couldn't help but look at this simple, pretty but a little thin city girl.

She didn't even notice Dong Xueying busy in the kitchen with her baby on her back. Her mother even hurried over to help and quietly asked, "Is this your sister? How old is she? Is she married?"

My sister quickly presented the ad: "Nineteen, a few months younger than Weidong, will graduate from the Provincial Post and Telecommunications School this year and stay in the big city to get a stable job."

My mother's eyes immediately lit up.

She had been staying in the factory on the south bank of the Yangtze River for several days and had come to realize that having a stable job and a regular employment position was far superior to being an individual business owner.

As a result, the younger sister came over and busily took off the pouch, put the baby in her arms, and stood on tiptoe to help her sister comb her hair to make it look more beautiful, just like a fruit vendor who would sort out his goods and display the most beautiful ones in front.

My mother has been setting up a stall every day recently, and I suddenly felt that this action was so familiar.

Seeing two more young girls, Lao Rang looked around awkwardly and lowered his head to drink two cups: "This one is bigger. You've been living here and haven't even returned to the village?"

Let Weidong fool around: "I still have some things to deal with in the city. I was supposed to leave with you guys this morning, but now I can't move. I have to wait another two days."

The old man, who had eaten meat before his son, stole a glance and misjudged the reason: "If you had told me earlier, your mother and I would have gone back overnight!"

No, the mother brought the dishes over and decided to wait for her son to leave together. In addition to looking at this pretty and smart city girl more, she obviously didn't want to go back to face the Li family.

After dinner, I enthusiastically supported Fengchu's recommendation to go to the park to see the Spring Festival lanterns.

Rang Weidong took the film his parents brought back and loaded it into the "point-and-shoot camera" for testing.

Dong Xueying wanted to compete with Weidong for holding the baby, but when she failed, she walked aside with her head lowered and signaled her sister with her eyes to please her future mother-in-law.

Feng Chu, who considered herself her sister-in-law, did not have such a profound foundation, so she immediately enthusiastically started to explain in various ways, telling how her sister had taken care of her since she was a child and grew up in the area.

After all, my mother is still a rural woman. She has never received such attentiveness from a city girl. She is a little flattered.

So he ran into Shi Linyan, who was also holding her mother's arm.

The English teacher, who had been lying at home for two or three days as if seriously ill, suddenly saw Rang Weidong holding his child and fiddling with a camera. She froze there as if she had been electrocuted and was about to cry.

Her mother took a glimpse of this and was about to raise her Dragon Slaying Sword to sever the evil fate. "Oh, look, you see, you got kicked out of the tax compound and couldn't get any benefits, so you quickly found a city girl to wash away the mud, but you can't change your nature as a country bumpkin and a pauper! You've lost all your money, right?!"

When the Lao Rang couple saw the cadres from the tax compound, they subconsciously lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

Dong Xueqing immediately retorted, "Do you understand? That's called compassion, saving all living beings, and doing good things for the people!"

The old woman looked down at him and sneered, "Little girl, don't be fooled by this country bumpkin. He's just taking advantage of policy loopholes. Sooner or later, he'll have a bad ending!"

Even the elder sister is accustomed to being tolerant and does not argue with those within the system. She quietly protects the old couple and keeps them away.

But Weidong didn't let it get to him. He just started to tell the joke that he still remembered: "When you are good-looking, you won't get angry when others say you are ugly, because they are jealous of you. Only when you are really ugly, will you get angry when others say you are ugly, because it is the truth."

Dong Xueqing thought about it seriously for a moment, then jumped for joy, clenching her fists. "Right! Brother Weidong, what you said is so funny, so vivid and so appropriate!"

The enthusiastic support brings the emotional value to the maximum.

Shi Linyan, who had always found Weidong interesting, burst into tears.

Heart-wrenching.

Once upon a time, all the laughter was hers.

Weidong was as stiff as titanium. "So if you're really ugly and someone says you're handsome, you might even think they're mocking you. Aunt Shi, you're a truly remarkable city dweller. Your family is incredibly wealthy, almost catching up with developed socialist countries. Be careful! The organization might investigate you for embezzlement of public funds."

Sure enough, the old woman immediately sensed the sarcasm and flew into a rage.

Dong Xueqing immediately clapped and cheered, laughing happily.

Her sister couldn't help but scold with a curled-up corner of her mouth: "Okay, Xiaoqing, be polite!"

How can you be so childish in front of your future mother-in-law?

The old couple felt very satisfied.

He protected his son so well and kept holding Dong Xueying's hand to say thank you.

It looks like he wants to give a betrothal gift.

Even Weidong found Fengchu's little sister much more pleasing to the eye. He gave her a thumbs up and proudly took photos while holding the baby.

Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar broad back, Shi Linyan felt a heart-wrenching pain and her eyes went dark...

Dong Xueqing still recognized this senior sister. She looked back secretly as she walked away, her gossipy eyes flashing. This was the most famous and outstanding senior sister in her high school when she was in junior high school. Is she related to her brother-in-law?

When I got home and went to bed at night, I kept asking my sister about it.

Dong Xueying is the typical neighborhood intelligence chief. She immediately dug up all kinds of news from all over the world and shared them with her sister.

Fengchu was smart and alert. He immediately realized that the Russian tape in the tape recorder was related to this senior student. If it weren't for the mother's interruption, the two of them would have really become a couple.

Dong Xueying earnestly warned her sister, "Weidong is truly outstanding. Old You thinks very highly of him. I remember when Old You met with the city leaders, they had a huge argument and the meeting ended in a bad mood. But Weidong is steady and reassuring. You should listen to him carefully."

My sister nodded vigorously: "I will definitely make him my good brother-in-law!"

She even covered her sister's mouth and said, "I study hard every day just to be able to take on the responsibilities of the family and give my sister the best I can get in the world!"

The young woman, who had endured many years of hardship, shook her head vigorously and burst into tears.

But the tears were completely different from those of the English teacher.

The pampered girl, who had never experienced such a blow since she was a child, felt that everything from family affection to love had collapsed this time.

I went straight home and fell ill.

　Hahaha, I was also warned in the last chapter that even the tone and manner of speech in that era are not allowed. This is the characteristic of that era.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)