Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

It was late at night and the moonlight was shining on the blue bricks and gray tiles. Occasionally, the barking of dogs could be heard in the alley.

However, in the dormitory of the State Planning Commission, there was still a room with the light on. The owner inside was not asleep, but sitting quietly on the sofa in the room, reading a document in his hand.

He was concentrating on reading the documents, or maybe his mind was not on them at all.

Because for the whole four hours, not even a page of the thick project report was turned.

Occasionally he would stare absentmindedly at the phone under the lamp beside him, and occasionally he would raise his wrist to glance at his watch.

When I looked at it now, I found that I had been waiting for four full hours.

No phone calls came.

No warnings or reminders.

There were no inquiries or questions.

Today is as peaceful as many ordinary days in the past.

Cuckoo!

Soon, Shen Yujing's stomach began to growl, and he realized that his worried thoughts had made him forget that he had not eaten any food since he got off work.

So he smiled self-deprecatingly and walked into the kitchen.

The pork belly by the window was stained with charming oil. He took an apron and put it on, then washed his hands carefully.

Then take out the pork belly and start cutting it into dice.

After washing the chopped green onion and ginger, start to sauté the pot. Then scoop a spoonful of Liubiju's yellow sauce and sweet noodle sauce, put them into the pot and simmer over low heat. When the oil is bright red, sprinkle a handful of chopped green onion.

Shen Yujing quickly began to knead the dough and skillfully made hand-rolled noodles. After rinsing them with cold water and seeing that each noodle strand was chewy, she placed the prepared dishes one by one on a wooden plate.

Soon, cucumber shreds, radish greens, soybean sprouts, and celery chopped were put into the plate, blue and white vegetables were spread in a layer at the bottom of the big bowl, noodles were piled into a small hill, and then two spoonfuls of boiling hot fried sauce were poured on top.

With a stir of chopsticks, the bowl of noodles with soybean paste was formed. He lowered his head to taste it, slurped it into his mouth, and poked it with Laba vinegar. It was so delicious!

He brought the wooden tray to the living room, and without even taking off his apron, he sat at the dining table, ready to feast on today's masterpiece.

He had already forgotten the last time he made Old Yanjing Noodles with Soy Sauce...

Was it when he was promoted to deputy director of the department more than ten years ago?

Or have you just been assigned to work as a clerk in the Science and Technology Department?

He forgot.

It has been so long that he seems to have forgotten that he was assigned to this dormitory, maybe when the deputy director took office.

Because here... he hasn't lived here for a long time.

Every two days, someone would come to clean the place to maintain the illusion that someone was living there permanently.

Someone will buy vegetables regularly and put them in the house, someone will cook them, someone will eat them, and someone will take out the trash.

When he came back, he was alone in the room.

After sitting quietly at the table and finishing his cigarette, Shen Yujing picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

A hint of displeasure soon appeared on his face.

The taste is still the same, and the recipe is still the familiar one.

I don’t know whether this bowl of noodles with soybean sauce has really changed, or the person sitting in this room eating it has changed.

Shen Yujing, who was used to eating delicacies, now found this bowl of noodles with soybean sauce tasteless.

It's a pity to throw away tasteless food.

He put down his chopsticks and chewed the remaining noodles and shredded meat in his mouth, feeling sick.

He opened his mouth and wanted to vomit.

Boom boom boom!

But at this moment.

A rapid, loud and unrestrained knock suddenly sounded at the door.

The noise was very much like The Ring, or the bell of the soul-catcher from the underworld.

dong dong dong, dong dong dong!

The whole house was shaking and the whole space was trembling.

"Gulu!"

Shen Yujing swallowed the food in his mouth involuntarily. When he was sure that it was his door that was knocked rapidly, his pupils suddenly trembled and he turned his head to look at the phone on the side.

"Open the door, Director Shen, please open the door!"

He heard a call from outside. He looked down at his plate, stood up, picked up the project report on the sofa and put it on the dining table. Then he pinched his palm, forced himself to calm down, and walked towards the door.

Squeak!

The door was opened by him.

A search warrant suddenly appeared in sight.

"You are..." Shen Yujing was shocked, but he didn't dare to show his panic on his face. He asked doubtfully, "Who are you looking for?"

"Are you Shen Yujing?"

Wen Xianping asked coldly.

"It's me!" Shen Yujing nodded.

As soon as he answered, Wen Xianping waved his hand and said, "Go in and search!"

"Hey, you guys..." Shen Yujing's face was unhappy. "Who are you? What do you do? Is this how you treat state officials? Which unit are you from? What are you doing?"

"Director Shen, I advise you to stop yelling!" Wen Xianping took a step back with his hands behind his back.

Shen Yujing gritted his teeth and turned to look at the corridor of the tube building.

Some doors were already open, and the orange night lights illuminated the darkness of the corridor.

There were also neighbors who came out with their clothes on, rubbing their sleepy eyes and looking over here.

"..." Shen Yujing looked around, retreated into the room with a gloomy face, turned his head to look at the person who was rummaging through the drawers in the house, and walked silently to the dining table and sat down.

He closed the project report and threw it on the table. "You better give me an explanation!"

Wen Xianping walked into the room with a smile, gently closed the door, and reminded: "Director Shen should have seen the search warrant clearly, right?"

"I can't see clearly. My eyesight is not good at night! If you have something to say, just tell me what you want to search for. I'll find it for you!"

Shen Yujing sat at the table angrily and grabbed the chopsticks unhappily.

"Director Shen, there are too many things I want to find!" Wen Xianping also sat down at the table, "For example, how much money does Director Shen have at home..."

"money?"

Hearing this, Shen Yujing laughed angrily. He pointed to the house of about 60 square meters and said, "Comrade, you are so humorous. I have money, but why do I live here? Look at how big this house is. It has two bedrooms and a living room. If I want to get married and have a baby, I won't be able to move..."

Wen Xianping reached out and wiped the bookcase, rubbed it for a while, and said with a smile: "Director Shen is so busy at work, but he keeps his home clean and spotless!"

"If you can't clean your own house, how can you clean the whole world? No matter how busy I am, I have to take care of the hygiene at home!" Shen Yujing glared at him and ate the noodles with soybean paste. "Have you ever seen a corrupt official who can only eat this in the middle of the night? I say that you comrades like to use chicken feathers as a token of authority to investigate. You ignore the big corrupt officials and like to investigate us small people. Comrades, good steel should be used on the blade!"

Wen Xianping was flipping through the project report on his desk and smiled when he heard this.

"How did Director Shen know that we were investigating corrupt officials? Did you get the news?"

"I am a director after all. Even a fool can guess what you are doing!"

Wen Xianping put the project report on the table, put his arms on it, withdrew his gaze from his subordinates, and turned to look at Shen Yujing.

"Then Director Shen, can you tell me if you have been greedy?"

Shen Yujing's pupils suddenly shrank into the shape of wheat awns, his Adam's apple rolled out in waves on his relaxed neck, and a "click" sound came from his throat.

He suddenly grasped the edge of the table with his left hand, his knuckles turned white like the belly of a sun-dried fish, while his right hand began to tremble uncontrollably, and the chopsticks made crisp sounds in the bowl.

"Are you kidding me?! How could I, Shen Yujing, be corrupt? I am a well-known honest official!"