dognovel Chapter 1187 Let’s Call It Emei Peak
Chapter 1187 Let’s Call It Emei Peak
Chapter 1187 Let’s Call It Emei Peak
"Think about it, give my daughter a nice and auspicious name——"
Li Xuewu held the child in his arms. He saw that she looked at him without crying or making a fuss, and even grinned from time to time. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.
"We both have the same last name, Li, and our five elements belong to fire."
As he thought about it, he said in front of everyone's expectant gaze: "The girl was born on June 29th, in the northeast..."
"What time and hour was he born?"
"It seems to be true——"
Zhou Yamei glanced at him with a smile, and there was a hint of reminder in her teasing tone.
Li Wenbiao is uneducated and careless, but Mai Qinglan is a cultured person.
It's understandable that you're overwhelmed by the choices when it comes to naming your first child, but that doesn't mean you've lost the ability to tell the difference between good and bad names.
Another thing is that Mai Qinglan’s parents are here. Even if Lao Biaozi doesn’t want his parents to name the child, he doesn’t have to ask Li Xuewu to name the child.
These days, the five elements, gossip, and birth dates are all quite taboo, for fear of bringing disasters and misfortunes.
So she didn't say it in front of everyone, but she was still afraid that he would be embarrassed.
Once I really give it a name, regardless of whether it sounds good or not, what if my parents are not happy?
They had to use it for Li Xuewu's sake, but the couple would eventually complain.
So she said this jokingly, as a way to give Li Xuewu a way out.
If the naming goes smoothly, everyone will be happy. If it doesn't go smoothly, it will be just like what she said, and it will be treated as a joke.
Lao Biaozi didn't understand the deeper meaning of her words, he just carefully told Li Xuewu the child's birth date and time.
Mai Qinglan glanced over here again, obviously he had heard the number.
As for Mai Qinglan's parents, they were already living in her brother-in-law's house, so it was not easy to talk to them.
The son-in-law didn't think of asking them to come up with a name, and even if he did, they couldn't do it.
According to the custom these days, it is not allowed for grandparents to name the child, as that would mean there is no one left in the man's family.
So the two old men just sat there and laughed as they watched the two brothers get together to study the names.
"Well, then we have to use words with the attribute of fire."
Li Xuewu knew that Zhou Yamei had something else in mind, but he was confident. At this moment, he sat on a chair, holding the child in his arms, counting with his fingers, just like an immortal.
"Family members should speak their own language. I know what my brother looks like."
As Lao Biaozi expected, he did not say the name immediately after calculating, but said this.
"Hahaha--"
Everyone in the room laughed, especially considering Brother Biao's appearance, everyone started to joke.
"Luckily, I think my daughter looks like Qinglan!"
After Li Xuewu said this, everyone laughed even louder.
Lao Biaozi glared at the boys and couldn't help laughing himself.
He cupped his hands to Li Xuewu, bowed and said, "Brother, please stop teasing your younger brother..."
"Hahaha, easy to say, easy to say."
Li Xuewu was also happy today. He met an old friend in a foreign place and his brother had a baby.
After making a few jokes, he continued, "My daughter wants to be beautiful, self-respecting, self-reliant and independent when she grows up."
Everyone stopped playing and listened carefully when they heard him say that.
Obviously, we need to give it a name. First, we need to express our message, hope, wishes and expectations.
"Not only must she be beautiful and decent, but she must also be knowledgeable, intelligent, quick-witted, and successful in her career..."
Who doesn't want to hear auspicious and nice words? Who doesn't want their son to be successful?
She was originally worried, fearing that Brother Wu, whom Lao Biaozi respected, would come up with a choice and force her to make a choice.
Originally, we didn't plan to ask Brother Wu to name the child today. It was Li Wenbiao who made the decision on his own.
But the words had already been spoken. With most people she could have changed the subject, but Li Xuewu couldn't.
Li Wenbiao loved her very much and depended on her in every aspect of life, except for his respect for Li Xuewu, which she dared not touch at all.
Fortunately, although Li Xuewu did not refuse, he did not say it casually either.
Listening to him consider it from the perspectives of the five elements and birth date, he spoke very logically.
Especially if these expressed wishes and expectations were integrated into one word, what beautiful words they would be.
The words left by our ancestors have this kind of connotation, which is warmer than the coldness of English letters.
The more serious Li Xuewu spoke, the more serious Lao Biaozi and Mai Qinglan also became.
"Let's choose a word called Qi."
Without waiting for anyone to ask, he touched the water in the bowl with his finger and wrote the word on the table.
As he wrote, he said: "The combination of fire and wood, tough temperament, good patience, far-sighted thinking, the future is promising."
"Qi - Li Qi -"
Lao Biaozi muttered to himself as he took the child from Brother Wu's hands and looked at him, a smile already on his face.
His cultural level is only enough to recognize this word, and anything else is useless.
Since Brother Wu said it’s good, then it must be good.
Because he believed that anyone could harm him except Brother Wu.
So, he had already decided on this name for his daughter in his mind, and he hoped that his daughter would be as good as Brother Wu said...
Don’t ask, he can’t remember what Brother Wu just said, and he couldn’t understand it, but anyway... OK!
"At the age of Qiwan..."
When Mai Qinglan first heard this word, she thought it was okay and pondered the meaning of the name.
The word "绮" comes from the idiom "绮姹紫绮逛", which means young and beautiful like gorgeous silk.
Thinking of her daughter, isn't this her most precious treasure, like silk? This name seems to be very suitable.
"A monk from Shu holds Luqi and descends Mount Emei from the west—"
Mai Xiaotian pondered and recited a line of Li Bai's poem, nodded slowly, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"I remember that Tang Hedong Wang (He Wang) was called this name, right?"
"King of Hedong? Lives in Hedong?"
Lao Biaozi was stunned for a moment and asked, "What kind of wind is that at Emei Peak?"
"There is also Li Wan's cousin in A Dream of Red Mansions, also named Li Qi—"
Hu Huilan was thinking about it, and seeing that her husband's son-in-law didn't understand what he said, she was afraid that her daughter and son-in-law would care, so she quickly added a sentence.
"She is at the age of Qiwan, smart, beautiful and generous, quite good."
"Yes, yes, her name is Li Qi."
When Mai Xiaotian was interrupted by his wife, he realized that he had not spoken to the point, so he smiled and followed her advice.
Mai Qinglan didn't pay attention to what her parents said. She muttered a few words in her mind and felt it was really appropriate, so she took the initiative to thank them.
"Thank you, Brother Wu. I spent several days choosing, and Biaozi was also very worried."
"What are you thanking me for? Biaozi's daughter is my daughter."
Li Xuewu smiled and nodded, pulled the child's hand and said, "You must grow up like your mother. It will be troublesome if you grow up like your father."
"Hahaha--"
Everyone laughed when they heard this, and he joked, "Give her a nickname, Hu Niu, because she grows backwards."
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The dinner was very lively. It was a rare occasion for Li Xuewu to come, so Lao Biaozi made thorough preparations.
The end of August is the time when vegetables and meat are in abundance, and there is no shortage of delicacies from land and sea on the table.
This boy is ugly and short and fat, but he is a good cook.
When he was at home, he learned a lot from Sha Zhu. After coming to Gangcheng, he set up a stall on his own and cooked a lot at the dock.
He said that as long as the ingredients are sufficient, people will eat your food even if your cooking skills are poor.
But to be honest, the big-breasted guy has both money and people, so naturally he has to talk.
It seemed that he had gotten fatter than the last time Li Xuewu came.
However, in the Northeast, his physique and appearance can hold his own, and even if Wen Saner comes, he really can't scare anyone.
After dinner, the women were cleaning up the house while the men were smoking and chatting by the window on the second floor.
Zhou Changli is still as carefree as ever, but his personality has become much more stable.
Perhaps because he heard a lot about what happened in the capital, he must have thought a lot.
Now he sits there and speaks very little, showing a work-oriented attitude.
As for the fourth child Quan Yongcheng and the fifth child Guan Yongqiang, they are about sixteen or seventeen years old and their personalities are inevitably eccentric, but they are also in the process of learning and growing.
Boys of this age admire strong people the most, so as long as they can make them admire them in life, they will be particularly obedient.
Especially after experiencing the hardships of being homeless, the time they spent living and working in the recycling station has become their sweetest memory.
"Are you still reading and studying?"
Li Xuewu doesn't smoke. He sat upwind and looked at the fourth and fifth brothers.
The two didn't expect that Brother Wu would ask them first, and they felt quite flattered.
"I don't watch enough. I don't have much time."
The fourth child was a bit silly, he smiled and explained: "After a busy day, I just want to sleep when I lie down, I don't even want to wash my feet."
"Me too--"
The fifth brother smiled shyly and added: "It's not very convenient to read books here. You have to look around for them."
"You are still young, you need to learn more and see more."
Li Xuewu did not mean to criticize them. He smiled and said, "The time and energy to read books depends on self-awareness and perseverance."
"Time is like a man's urine. If you squeeze it, there will always be some."
"Haha-hahaha-"
Quan Yongcheng and others laughed so hard that Zhou Changli couldn't help but cover his face and laugh.
"Brother Wu's words are very insightful!"
Old Biaozi was walking around the room with a cigarette in his hand, saying as he walked: "Hey! This principle can't be so mysterious."
"You can just talk about this Emei Peak, I don't really understand, but if you say my daughter is beautiful, then I understand."
"Don't be ridiculous—"
Li Xuewu knew that the big-breasted brother had no intention of making up stories about his father-in-law, but he just kept talking.
It's just that he is outspoken and he doesn't mind talking to his wife in private, but he can't say that in front of his brothers.
Firstly, it shows disrespect to the father-in-law, and secondly, it shows that he does not take his wife seriously.
"Although it is said that understanding the world is knowledge, and understanding human nature is writing," he said, looking at the fourth and fifth sons, "but learning about the world and human nature is too difficult."
“Without experiencing certain hardships and setbacks, it is difficult to learn profound truths from work, but this is not the case with books.”
He nodded at the two of them and said, "Read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear."
"If you understand the knowledge in the book, you can think ahead when doing things."
"I understand, Brother Wu."
The fourth and fifth brothers looked at each other, sat up straight and responded in unison.
"In my opinion, you should learn at home for at least four or five years before you can go out and work."
Li Xuewu said with some regret: "Who would have thought that our business would be getting better and better, and your brother Biao would become more and more successful."
"Say them, say them—"
Lao Biaozi didn't dare let Brother Wu praise him, because if he did, something bad would happen.
Because first you praise him, and then you will punish him. The more you praise him, the more harshly you will scold him.
The things he did in front of Brother Wu left a shadow on him.
So when I heard Brother Wu's roundabout words, I quickly turned away.
"Hehehe——"
Zhou Changli sat aside and chuckled, thinking that Brother Biao was the most entertaining at this time.
"No choice. We need people."
Li Xuewu ignored Lao Biaozi and said to Lao Si and Lao Wu: "It is precisely because you are young that you have unlimited potential."
"The more you learn and accumulate now, the faster you will grow and the better you will be in the future."
He said sincerely: "Since we have released you, it means that we trust your ability and we will train you to do great things."
"Now we should start with small things, learn to do them, listen more and watch more, and also persist in cultural learning."
Li Xuewu tapped the armrest of the rattan chair with his fingers and said, "I believe you have all heard that the Red Star Factory is undergoing personnel changes."
"Whether it's workers in the workshop or cadres in government offices, they now pay more attention to ability, age, and academic qualifications."
He raised his hand, pointed at the fourth and fifth sons, and said, "This is the case with the Red Star Factory. It will also be the case with other industries and all walks of life in the future. We should pay more attention to the cultural foundation."
"How hard you work now determines how far you can go in the future. Do you understand?"
"Everyone, listen carefully—"
Lao Biaozi pretended to be serious and imitated Brother Wu, pointing at the two of them and said, "My life is fucked up. I'll have to rely on you to take care of me in the future."
"Ah, I dare not—"
The fourth and fifth brothers knew that Brother Biao liked to joke, but they didn't dare to respond at this moment.
Seeing them all standing up and waving their hands politely, Lao Biaozi smiled and patted their shoulders and said, "Sit down, sit down, all Jiba brothers."
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"Hahaha--"
Zhou Changli glanced at Brother Biao with amusement, then looked at Li Xuewu curiously.
Naturally, he had heard of Li Xuewu's name when he was a child, the little bully of Jiaodaokou, who was famous for carrying an iron chain across the street.
But look at him now, although he doesn't speak all that nonsense, every sentence he says is about reading and culture.
Can you believe that this was the former bully of Jiaodaokou?
Brother Biao is still the same character, but he is less gangster-like and more cunning like a businessman.
He is a tough guy who came to Gangcheng to take over his third uncle's job. He is tough when he needs to be tough, and kneels when he needs to be soft.
Being bold and capable of producing outstanding results is how people in Gangcheng evaluate Brother Biao.
If you say you can't make it anymore and can't afford to eat, just go to the river dock and mention Brother Biao, and he will definitely give you something to eat.
No matter whether it is long-term work or unloading grain ships, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can make a living here.
Since ancient times, the docks have been the place of the underworld, a place where people live on the edge of a knife and risk their lives.
But many heroes and tycoons also came from here.
Therefore, a hero is not judged by his origin, and a rogue is not judged by his age.
Brother Biao is number one in Gangcheng because the environment requires it and it is also his personality.
If you are kind, generous and indifferent to money, then fame, wealth and honor will naturally come to you.
In addition, he has a backer, so he holds a prominent position in the Steel City Road.
Now that Brother Biao is so successful, does he still care about study and culture?
This is nonsense. If Brother Biao didn’t care about culture, why did he have to find a college student as his wife?
Everyone knows that with Brother Biao's ability at that time, he could definitely find a good wife by picking anyone in the alley.
However, he looked down on everyone and only targeted the well-educated college students.
Do you dare to say that he doesn't care about culture?
Others may not know, but all the brothers at the dock know that Brother Biao also has to study at night.
As long as he didn't have any social engagements, his sister-in-law would force him to study and read, and sometimes even scold him.
So don't think that he is teasing the fourth and fifth brothers, that is pure nonsense. Just like Brother Wu, the more serious he speaks, the more unserious he becomes.
In the recycling system, cultural level is absolutely of paramount importance.
How many college students are there in a general unit? Look at the recycling bin, there are at least three.
Sister Zhou, who is in charge of personnel affairs, is still a college student. Who dares to say that this is a makeshift team?
According to Brother Biao, Shen Guodong, who is in charge in Beijing, has been investigated by the organization and has registered with the street.
This is nothing, this is just gilding.
Zhou Changli has lived for such a long time. You may say he is young, but he has some experience after all.
But he never dreamed that these people could join the organization.
Who are they all? Born as a gangster, they have actually started to learn how to behave and do things.
Can you believe it? He couldn’t believe it even after seeing it.
"Chang Li has only junior high school education?"
After Li Xuewu finished talking about the fourth and fifth brothers, he looked at Zhou Changli and asked with a smile, "Have you finished reading?"
"Those who are mixed up, they all got here by mixing up."
Zhou Changli put out the cigarette in his hand somewhat embarrassedly and came back to his senses from his thoughts.
He laughed and said, "I can't compare to you. I don't have a good wife like Brother Biao, and I don't have the perseverance of Yongcheng and the others."
"I am now in charge of personnel management with Sister Zhou. I have just learned a little bit and am still learning."
"Well, it depends on personal pursuits, as well as personal ability and potential."
Li Xuewu nodded and said, "I am not forcing you to study and become talented, I just want you to have greater development."
"Those who work in factories or companies don't have to think about it. The jobs we do now don't have to worry about food and drink. They can earn as much as companies, right?"
"That's, that's——"
Zhou Changli smiled and nodded, saying, "The last time I went back to Beijing, a neighbor boasted to my dad that his son earned 32 yuan a month after becoming a regular employee."
"My dad is an honest man. He didn't care what the other person said. I was so angry that I gave my dad 500 yuan in front of him when I left."
The personnel work of the recycling station is managed by Zhou Yamei, and Zhou Changli is her assistant.
Compared to Zhou Yamei who works at home, Zhou Changli not only has to travel more frequently, but also has to go on ships to conduct inspections.
Sometimes we have to go to various places to recruit workers, deliver wages to the workers' homes, etc. It is very hard work.
Therefore, Lao Biaozi gave him a high salary, and also provided him with some subsidies for traveling on the ship.
It's like buying a horse's bones with a lot of gold, setting an example for those guys from the capital.
There have been fewer people coming from the capital in the past few months, and the people on the ship have been almost recruited.
Li Xuewu told Ji Weidong and arranged for him to find connections with the maritime department and recruit a lot of retired marines.
Dongfeng Shipping is a serious unit with very suitable benefits, and of course it has the conditions to accommodate these people.
What's more, the Investigation Department is backing this, so the relationship is clear without any investigation.
Li Xuewu could see that Zhou Changli still had some of the passion of a young man, but not much.
The more you see of the world, the more people and things you experience, and the more money you handle, the more mature you will become.
"Save some money and arrange for a house in Beijing as soon as possible."
He nodded, not paying attention to his smug display of wealth, but admonished him: "You are the only old father supporting the family, and you are the most promising child."
"Hey, it's because you think highly of me," Zhou Changli also became smooth and said with a smile: "Give me this opportunity, let me have a future with Brother Biao."
"It's okay, brother—"
After teasing the fourth and fifth sons, Lao Biaozi patted Zhou Changli on the shoulder and said, "If you work hard this year, I will find you a sister-in-law next year."
"Okay, marrying one is too few, marry three--"
What a coincidence, it should be Mai Qinglan who was in confinement after giving birth, who came over with a plate of watermelon.
She ignored Lao Biaozi's sudden change of expression and ingratiating smile, and said a few polite words to Li Xuewu and others who were trying to hold back their laughter.
As he walked back, he glanced at Lao Biaozi and said, "Let's make four of us, so we don't have to worry about one less person, right?"
"Look at you, we're just joking and you're interfering in everything—"
It is really difficult for Lao Biaozi to show that he is the boss and explain his words humbly at the same time.
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"Did the coachman's plan go well?"
When being escorted out by Lao Biaozi's family, Li Xuewu took the opportunity to ask one more question while Zhou Yamei and the others were chatting, standing by the car.
Lao Biaozi glanced at his family and replied softly, "It's going well. The purpose of raising chickens is to lay eggs. I know how to make choices."
“Don’t be afraid to spend money, but don’t get fat.”
Li Xuewu patted the busty brother's arm and taught him seriously, "If you get fat, you will fly. If you fly away, you will be useless."
"They will never starve to death, but they won't be fed enough either." He said with a fierce look in his eyes, "This place is not easy to get around in. Don't hesitate when you need to take action. Be sure to pay attention to safety."
"I understand. I value my life."
Lao Biaozi smiled and said, "When the child is older, let Qinglan take the child back to Beijing to live. I will feel at ease."
"Don't say scary things. I don't need you to risk your life."
Li Xuewu glared at him and whispered, "Be sure to protect and isolate yourself, don't bring disaster upon yourself."
"Understood. I'm ready to take the brunt of the damage. Stay away from me."
Lao Biaozi is not stupid. This is not his first day doing this job and he is mentally prepared.
He said softly: "He is in Fengcheng. With just one line of communication, I know where his home is."
"That's good--"
Li Xuewu looked at the big-breasted brother, patted his arm again and said, "Now that you have a family, think more about your family and don't act rashly."
"Yeah, don't worry," Lao Biaozi smiled and said, "How about you give this bomb in my hand a code name?"
He smiled wickedly and said, "It's quite interesting. When we chatted privately, we all said that you were the most professional."
"You're bullshitting, aren't you?"
Li Xuewu patted his big fat face in amusement, opened the car door with a smile, pointed upstairs and said: "Since you don't know what Emei Peak means, let's call it Emei Peak."
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"Uncle, I like the storybook you gave me."
When Fu Zhidong returned to the villa on Guanshan Road in the evening, he was still very excited. Today was full of surprises.
When my mother came to pick me up from the kindergarten in the afternoon, she said that my uncle was coming from Beijing and would take them to visit Uncle Biao's house tonight.
He was already very happy that his uncle came, and when he heard that he could go out and play, he was even happier.
When he came back in the evening, when his uncle took out the gift he brought him from the car, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep at all.
Two large boxes of comic books, illustrated story books, lots and lots of them, and a large box of snacks.
He had never seen those snacks before, the kind that even the supply and marketing cooperatives didn’t have.
He was so happy, lying on the sofa in the living room, lying on his uncle's lap, reading the storybook in his hand.
This felt a bit like a dream, and he wanted to laugh.
"A project that Guodong is working on with a prison."
Li Xuewu saw Zhou Yamei bringing him water to wash his feet. He took off his socks and explained, "The full set has not been printed yet. This is just a part of it."
"I'll give it to you when it's all printed."
After he explained to Zhou Yamei, he made a promise to his godson.
Fu Zhidong was naturally happy that his uncle brought him a gift. He jumped up with a smile and wanted to wash his uncle's feet.
"Read a book," Zhou Yamei took away Li Xuewu's socks and said to her son, "Wait until your uncle finishes washing your feet, then you should go to bed."
"I want to look at it a little longer—"
Fu Zhidong pleaded in his voice: "Uncle finally came here, I want to stay with him for a while longer."
"Uncle will come tomorrow. Aren't you going to kindergarten tomorrow?"
Zhou Yamei was in the bathroom. She looked back at her son and said, "You went to bed late. You won't be able to get up early tomorrow morning."
"I can get up—"
Fu Zhidong squeezed closer to his godfather somewhat stubbornly, still holding the storybook in his hand.
"After I finish washing my feet, uncle will go upstairs with you to read."
Li Xuewu smiled and touched his godson's head, whispering in his ear, "Without mom, just the two of us."
"it is good--"
Fu Zhidong smiled in surprise, then opened the storybook, pointed it to his godfather and said, "Then tell me the story."
"No problem. I'm the best storyteller."
Li Xuewu deliberately said softly: "I will keep talking until you fall asleep."
"hey-hey--"
After getting the promise, Fu Zhidong couldn't help laughing out loud. He turned over on the sofa, and put his little feet into the basin, squeezing Li Xuewu's way.
"Giggle-"
The little boy's voice is clear and crisp, and he is at the age when he loves to make noises.
In the past, I lacked fatherly love and lived with my mother, which inevitably made me feel depressed.
But after experiencing the separation from his biological father, the child seems to have changed.
The main reason was that Li Xuewu gave him enough sense of security, and he went to kindergarten and made more good friends.
In particular, since the mother and son no longer have to worry about life and the future, their days naturally become brighter and their personalities return to normal.
Li Xuewu's godson's small feet were standing on his big feet. The two of them sat there whispering to each other. Zhou Yamei looked disgusted, but she was very happy in her heart.
She could provide her son with a life of food and clothing, but she could not give him the fatherly love and sense of security he needed to grow.
She knew very well that her son secretly called Li Xuewu "Dad" in private, but she pretended not to know.
It is the nature of children to seek protection and support, and it is also a character choice. Imposing intervention will only backfire.
So she pretended to be confused in her heart and cooperated with the two people on the surface, adding a bit of joy to the house.
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"Is it because of Li Shu that you have this patience?"
Seeing Li Xuewu coming in from the door, Zhou Yamei sat on the bed and asked curiously, "Or are you born with a good affinity for children?"
"I don't know if it's innate, but my patience is definitely not cultivated by Li Shu."
Li Xuewu kicked off his slippers and went to bed, saying, "When Li Shu came home, it was mostly my parents and sister-in-law who took care of her. I was already working in the factory at that time, so I didn't have the time."
"But it's true that children like it." He leaned against the headboard, looked at Zhou Yamei and asked, "Did I tell you about the first time I met Li Shu?"
“Actually, I feel quite nervous when I think about it now.”
Li Xuewu saw Zhou Yamei shaking her head, and he sighed and said, "Her father was holding her under the train. We were about to walk over, and she meowed to me like a kitten."
"When I took her from her father, she didn't cry, she just smiled at me. At that moment I felt that this child and I were destined to be together."
"Are you going to tell her this?"
Zhou Yamei leaned into his arms, put her arms around his waist, and asked, "When she grows up."
"Maybe we don't have to wait until we grow up," Li Xuewu stroked her hair, looked at the night view outside the window under the light of the bedside lamp, and said, "You know, children are very sensitive."
"Maybe when she goes to primary school she will find out that she is different from other children, whether it's her skin color, facial features or hair color."
He looked down at Zhou Yamei and said, “I will try my best to give her the most comfortable environment and the warmest home until she really needs it.”
"Maybe thirteen, maybe fifteen, maybe eighteen, as long as she really needs it."
"You're a good man—"
Zhou Yamei tightened her arms, hugged him and said, "I can feel your warm heart, your sincerity, kindness and reliability."
Li Xuewu's words were directed at both Li Shu and her.
If even Li Shu takes such good care of her, what about them and their son?
"I never expect others to say that I am a good person, because it is too absolute."
Li Xuewu patted her shoulder, hugged her and said, "There are too many unexpected things in this world."
"All I can do is protect myself and those around me in the safest way possible within my ability."
"That's enough—"
Zhou Yamei sniffed his scent lightly and snuggled into his arms, as if she was also looking for support.
Li Xuewu lowered his head, looked at her with a smile and said, "Do you want to give some rewards to good people?"
"What reward?"
Zhou Yamei smiled and said, "Good people do good things without expecting anything in return, so there is no reward."
"Then I won't be a good person anymore. I'm going to be a bad person—"
Li Xuewu turned over, pressed her under him, and bit her like a vicious dog.
“Ah—hahaha—itchy—”
Zhou Yamei straightened her neck, but instead of pushing him away, she hugged his neck tighter with her hands.
Just like her initiative, this is a tight embrace of fate.
-
"You didn't stay here last night?"
Jing Yunong came down from upstairs and met Li Xuewu who was walking into the hall. He scanned him with his eyes like a radar.
Li Xuewu nodded naturally and said, "I went to Biaozi's place to see my niece."
"Li Wenbiao? Did he give birth to a daughter?"
Jing Yunong knew Lao Biaozi and received a lot of help from him when he was in charge of the acquisition of the First Machinery Factory in Fengcheng.
The investigation and acquisition team of Red Star Factory arrived in Fengcheng first. She received the news at the last minute and rushed here while speeding up her schedule.
Not to mention Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory, she doesn't even have a systematic understanding of Fengcheng.
As soon as she came out of Fengcheng Railway Station, someone came to greet her and handed her some documents.
This person was none other than Li Wenbiao who had come to Fengcheng in advance.
Of course she would not refuse the other party's kindness, because Li Xuewu had already greeted her in advance.
Li Xue naturally knew Li Wenbiao. After a brief contact between the two parties, in the subsequent acquisition process, if there was any inconvenience, the other party would find a way to investigate it clearly.
Let’s put it this way, Jing Yunong was able to smoothly take over the team and carry out work in an orderly manner the day after arriving in Fengcheng, all thanks to that document.
All the things that happened inside and behind the scenes of Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory are reflected in the materials.
Jing Yunong used these to investigate and preside over the negotiations, and really grasped the sore spot of the First Machine Factory.
With the active assistance of Liaodong Industry, things went very smoothly, and she had the time and energy to take care of the problems in the capital.
Since Lao Li sent her out to dig the wall, she naturally had to be wary.
She was able to quickly escape from Fengcheng, occupy Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory, and decisively take over the Trade Management Center and the United Savings Bank, which shows the impact of this help on her.
Li Huaide played the game of driving the tiger to swallow the wolf, and let Cheng Kaiyuan take the tertiary industry, but Jing Yunong and Li Xuewu also took the Fengcheng No. 1 Machine Factory.
Who is in charge of Fengcheng No. 1 Machinery Factory now?
He is Xiao Zihong, deputy director of the Production Management Office. There is no need to introduce who he is.
So Li Xue suspected that her second brother and Deputy Director Jing had been flirting with each other recently, and there must be something going on.
The two of them acted in duet, singing in unison, and played the people in the agency to their heart's content. She saw it all.
Li Xuewu withdrew his hands from United Industry, United Savings Bank, Tertiary Industry, and Trade Management Center, but not completely.
Jing Yunong accepted these, which seemed to weaken Li Xuewu, but in fact, the two of them were just playing a trick of transferring the spoils from one hand to the other.
I'm afraid even Li Huaide couldn't have imagined what kind of connection Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong had that allowed them to have such a tacit understanding.
On the surface, the power of Li Xuewu and Jing Yunong was weakened, while Cheng Kaiyuan's power was strengthened.
Actually?
Jing Yunong had come close to him a long time ago, and Li Huaide was pushing him hard from behind to cheer him up?
Now the cooperative relationship between Jing Yunong and Li Xuewu has become closer and more obscure, which is something Li Huaide could never have imagined.
He expected that Jing Yunong and Li Xuewu would not be so hostile, but he did not expect that they would quarrel so fiercely.
This time, Li Xuewu fought a coordinated battle with her in the capital, which really made her realize the necessity of having people under her.
Originally, after finishing the case of Fengcheng No. 1 Machinery Factory, she was going to treat the other party to a private meal.
But Li Wenbiao declined through Li Xue, and only said that he could contact him anytime if there were any inconveniences after arriving in Gangcheng.
Of course, Jing Yunong didn’t have his contact information, so was he just being polite?
It’s not really like that, because Li Xue is still here.
Who is Li Xue? Who is behind her? Needless to say, as long as her relationship with Li Xuewu remains the same, she will really have special help in Fengcheng and Gangcheng.
It’s hard to say how important or necessary this kind of help is.
But we have to admit that some things really need such people to do.
You ask her to humble herself and go on a field trip to investigate and visit, but she doesn't dare.
If we let someone else go, the news will spread everywhere.
So, this time when she came to Fengcheng, she really felt the power of Li Xuewu.
It is definitely not as simple as he showed in the Red Star Factory or in the Wei San Regiment.
Just by seeing Jing Yunong unconsciously become much more docile and tactful in front of him, and less serious and more emotional during the conversation, you can tell how "powerful" Li Xuewu is.
When she heard Li Xuewu mention Biaozi, she naturally thought of this person.
"Why didn't you tell me about this secret?"
Jing Yunong said angrily to him, "I wanted to thank him the last time I came here, but I never had the chance."
"Thanks for being the same—"
Li Xuewu joked in front of Li Xue: "Why don't you treat me to a meal later?"
"I'll treat you to eight meals--"
Jing Yunong rolled his eyes at him and said, "We're organizing a talk today, so remember to pay attention. Over at the factory..."
Her words became vague at this point, but Li Xuewu already understood.
The two of them exchanged a few words in the hall and then parted ways. Jing Yunong went to have breakfast, while he went upstairs to change his clothes.
Last night Zhou Yamei wanted to help him wash it out, but he refused.
It was already past nine o'clock when I got home. I washed my feet and took a shower, and it was almost eleven o'clock when I lay down in bed.
If I wash more clothes, not only may they not be done the next day, but I will also be too tired to have the energy to do anything else.
I am powerless, that's too much... right?
So you can see Li Xuewu's thoughtfulness and gentleness.
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"Leader, there's news from the factory."
Li Xuewu had just finished talking with Yao Huiying, the head of the steel plant's management group, when Peng Xiaoli came over.
"It is said that the higher-ups have decided to conduct a thorough investigation into what happened last week, and the relevant investigation team has been dispatched."
He was worried that the news he was talking about was too outrageous, so he spoke in a lower voice, "The relevant personnel have been isolated for investigation..."
"Yes, I understand—"
Li Xuewu was not surprised by the news, as he had expected it.
The matter has become so serious and passive that the foreign affairs department may suffer a great loss in reputation and actual interests.
This matter is definitely not a matter of one or two people. Ji Yuxiu came to him to ask about it at the beginning.
Obviously, many people had heard the news in advance, and some blindly or with ulterior motives had ulterior motives and will definitely suffer this time.
So, Zhao Xia’s death was not unjust.
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Digging into history: Please elaborate on the impact of the Beijing foreign affairs incident on foreign affairs work and on the foreign work of the Red Star Factory.
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