C8

"I want to go to my uncle's town." Zhu Qingyun whispered.

"Now you want to go to my place? Do you think that the Jute Town is really mine, Wang Jiancai? You think you can come just because you said you can't come, or if you don't want to come just because you don't want to? " Wang Jiancai said snappily.

Today, on behalf of my sister, I promise you, come to Jute Town. But, I don't have any specific things to do. Wang Jiancai said.

Du Ruiqi and Ding Zhihua had half a month of wedding leave, and after Du Ruiqi finished her wedding leave and returned, the end-of-term exam was already over, so Du Ruiqi no longer needed to go back to the Du Jia Village Primary School to attend lessons.

Regarding their wedding leave, the Grandma Fang He had already arranged for them to go on a tour and choose Shanghai as their destination. This bustling metropolis is a place many people of small cities yearn for.

On the third day, Du Ruiqi and Ding Zhihua got on the train from Xinjiang to Shanghai. Du Ruiqi was looking forward to the journey, so she had a lot of beautiful imagination about Shanghai. Shanghai Bund, Oriental Pearl Television Tower, City God Temple, Great World, Wild Zoo and so on, were all places she wanted to go.

Especially Shanghai fashion, where she wanted to pick out a few clothes she liked.

It took them a whole day and a half by train to get to Shanghai. Fang Hepian contacted the Yuhe County's Shanghai office and asked them to stay there. She said that it was safer. When they arrived at the Shanghai office, both of them were tired. The receptionist arranged for them to stay and left, instructing them to have dinner in the kitchen at the top of the building.

The two of them had no appetite and did not plan to eat. After showering, they would immediately fall asleep. When the two of them woke up, it was already night. Ding Zhihua felt his stomach rumbling, so he and Du Ruiqi went out to eat.

He was unfamiliar with this place, so he didn't know where there was delicious food. Thus, he casually walked along the road.

At that time, Shanghai was still not as bustling as it was now. The houses on both sides of the street were also relatively old, and the shops along the street were also relatively ordinary. The summer nights in Shanghai were always hot and stuffy. Walking along the streets, he saw many people who had come out to cool down. They were all wearing pajamas, wearing slippers and waving a fan. They were speaking in a thick Shanghai language.

Looking at the lives of these people, Du Ruiqi felt that they were not anything special. A big city was not as beautiful as she imagined!

Walking and walking, they saw a signboard that read "Xinjiang Hotel" in an alley. The two of them walked in at the same time. The shabby little store had already passed dinner time, and it seemed somewhat deserted.

The shopkeeper was packing up his things when he saw someone coming in and immediately greeted them warmly.

"What would you like to eat? There are all kinds of stir-fry, and even Xinjiang fried rice flour, how about it? " The female owner spoke in Xinjiang Mandarin.

Du Ruiqi wanted to laugh.

"Bring me two plates of Xinjiang Fried Rice Powder and a big bowl of tomato and egg soup." Du Ruiqi said in his native language.

"So it's a fellow villager. How rare!" Please sit down. " The female owner was especially enthusiastic when she heard the country voice.

The two of them sat down and saw a couple in the inner room flirting. They looked really happy.

When Du Ruiqi saw this, she could not help but think of Zhu Qing, they were the same back then, but how blissful their days were! Logically speaking, this was his own honeymoon period, and should be the sweetest one. However, Ding Zhihua and him always felt that something was missing, and they couldn't find that feeling of intimacy.

Du Ruiqi shifted her gaze towards the television in the corner. The news was currently broadcasting about the Ancient Province being sentenced to death due to corruption. This was a case that caused a huge sensation throughout the country at the time.

The program was currently narrating the history of the Deputy Governor, which went from a poor rural child to an avaricious stomp. Looking at all these, Du Ruiqi felt that it was very far away from his own life. At this time, she would never think that in a few years, he would also fall into a vortex of power struggles.

Ding Zhihua did not care about the television, he was looking enviously at the couple in the room flirting with each other. He thought in his heart that Du Ruiqi could also treat him like this, this was what a husband and wife was!

But now, Rui Qi did not seem to be that passionate towards him, she must use these few days to cultivate their relationship. Thinking about that, Ding Zhihua unknowingly grabbed onto Du Ruiqi's hand. Du Ruiqi turned her head and glanced at Ding Zhihua, originally wanting to struggle free, but then thought better of it.

Seeing that Du Ruiqi did not show any signs of resistance, Ding Zhihua was very happy and kept stroking Du Ruiqi's arm.

Soon, a plate of stir-fried rice noodles was served. What a big plate! The thick Xinjiang Rice Noodle Roll was fried until it was viscous and thick. There were vegetables, shredded meat and chilies inside, and the golden color of the soy sauce was also very attractive. Perhaps because he was hungry, Du Ruiqi suddenly had an appetite looking at this kind of Rice Noodle Roll.

This was the food that Du Ruiqi ate the most when she was in Xinjiang. Every time she went to the city, she would always eat this because it was especially delicious! Ding Zhihua took a pair of chopsticks for Du Ruiqi, hinting her to eat first. Du Ruiqi did not refuse, and picked up the chopsticks for to eat with in a big gulp.

It was really the same smell as back then!

Not long after, another serving of Stir-Fried Rice Noodle Soup and Tomato and egg soup also came up. Ding Zhihua was already hungry, when he saw Du Ruiqi eating, he almost drooled, thus he immediately picked up his chopsticks and started gulping down.

It was a simple dinner, but the two of them ate comfortably and happily. After eating, the two walked along the street for a while. Ding Zhihua said that it was too late and that he needed to go to bed early. Tomorrow, he would go to the City God's Temple and wake up early. Thus, the two of them returned to their residence.

Actually, Ding Zhihua was thinking about how to finish what he did not do on the night of his wedding.

After Du Ruiqi finished washing up, she laid on the bed and started reading. Ding Zhihua came in and took away the book in his hands, then kissed her face.

Du Ruiqi moved her body a little, Ding Zhihua laid on the ground beside Du Ruiqi and started to kiss him. Du Ruiqi closed her eyes, barely able to coordinate with Ding Zhihua's movements.

As if receiving permission, Ding Zhihua became excited, and started to boldly search Du Ruiqi's body.

In Du Ruiqi's heart, she thought that he would be able to quickly get to the main topic at hand, and end it quickly.

Because she really didn't have any desire for Ding Zhihua.

After grinding for a long time, Ding Zhihua finally got to the main point.

This time, he finally had a taste! Ding Zhihua was extremely excited, it started to increase in size, Du Ruiqi still had his eyes closed, just when he had started to feel it, he did not expect Ding Zhihua to suddenly stop moving!

"What's wrong?" she asked, opening her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I — I can't help it —" he said, rather ruefully.

She couldn't help but feel a little vexed in her heart. Looking at Ding Zhihua who was lying on top of her, she originally wanted to say angrily, "How can you be like this!" Thinking about it, he decided to tolerate it.

"It's fine, I'm probably too tired. Go to sleep!" she said, pushing away from him.

"Ai!" With a heavy sigh, he rolled off her and lay down on the edge of the bed.

"Why is it always like this? Is there really a biological flaw? " couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to casually come to a conclusion. This was a fatal weakness of a man! I hope not.

Ding Zhihua lay there with Du Ruiqi on her back. He really wanted to slap himself twice. Could it be that he was really no good in this aspect? Impossible, this is impossible! It was obviously cured, but why did it end so quickly? What should he do? Do you want to see the doctor again? But how could he say it out loud? Ding Zhihua hugged his head, and once again, struggled for another night without sleep.

Early Monday morning, Zhu Qingyun woke up.

After breakfast, he took the earliest train to Jute Town's government.

When the car stopped in front of the government compound, Zhu Qingyun realized that he had arrived.

This was the first time he had entered this place, so he didn't know where his uncle Wang Jiancai's office was.

On both sides of the yard were many French parasol trees, their branches and leaves rustling in the wind.

There were two rows of houses on either side of the tree. The one on the left was a bungalow, while the one on the right was a two-story building. Both of them looked very old.

Zhu Qingyun thought that his uncle should be working in the building, so he walked to the right. Just as he was looking for his uncle's office, a girl walked in front of him. She was tall and thin, with a very good figure and a very handsome appearance.

Zhu Qingyun stepped forward and asked, "May I ask where is Wong Shu-ji's office?"

"Why are you looking for Wong Shu-ji?" The girl seemed to be on high alert. There were many people making things difficult for them now, and there were many who came to complain about it. The Wong Shu-ji had already instructed them not to let anyone into his office as they pleased.

"I'm his nephew." Zhu Qingyun said.

"Nephew? I've never heard of it. " The woman curled her lips and said. Seeing that he didn't seem to be complaining, she pointed upstairs, "Second floor, first room on the right."

"Thank you!" Zhu Qingyun walked up the stairs and found the door to his office locked. He could only wait at the door.

At this time, Wang Jiancai was in the canteen eating breakfast. When he returned, he found Zhu Qingyun carrying a box and standing in front of his office door, looking very awkward. Looking at Zhu Qing's honest look, Wang Jiancai thought to himself, luckily, this brat can still be saved!

"He's coming!" Wang Jiancai did not stop as he walked past Zhu Qingyun, and only spat out one word.

"Yes." Zhu Qing Yun entered behind Wang Jiancai.

This was Zhu Qingyun's first time in Wang Jiancai's office, he thought that the office of a Calligraphy of the Town Security Party would be very impressive, but he never expected it to be so shabby and crude.

This office was less than 10 square meters and only had a rattan sofa. Some parts of the sofa were broken and the armrest was mottled. It seemed like it had been used for many years. The desk was very small, with some books and documents on it. There were two bookcases against the wall, with some books and folders inside.

Such a shabby office is no different from the Principal's office in Du Jia Village Primary School, Zhu Qingyun thought.

"What are you standing there for? Take a seat." Wang Jiancai said.

Zhu Qing Qing sat on the rattan sofa. He only put half of his butt on it. It wasn't because he didn't dare to sit, but because he was afraid of collapsing the chair.