Rebooting 60, let's go on a rampage with the orange cat!

Li Honglei jerked her head away, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing down on her chest, making it extremely difficult to breathe. The feeling of suffocation was unbearable for her.

She forcefully threw the clothes she was washing into the basin of water beside her, splashing water everywhere.

Without hesitation, she reached out and forcefully pushed Feng Erxi away from her. She looked flustered and said urgently, "You're drunk! I have to go now."

However, Feng Erxi did not back down because of the push; instead, he took another step forward.

His breath, thick with the smell of alcohol, hit Li Honglei's delicate face like a heat wave.

At the same time, he spoke again, saying, "A beautiful young lady like you, with such a lovely face, how wonderful it would be if you could marry a well-off man! Why would you need to work so hard every day doing these menial and tiring jobs?"

Upon hearing this, Li Honglei was startled, but she quickly calmed down and tried her best not to show her emotions.

She subtly took a small step back, maintaining a certain distance from Feng Erxi.

Then, in a calm but firm tone, she replied, "Uncle, thank you for your concern. However, I don't want to rely on marriage to make a living. I prefer to earn money with my own hands; that way, I feel more at ease spending my money."

Feng Erxi chuckled twice and said dismissively, "That may be true, but this society is very realistic. Look at you now, you don't even have enough to live on. What's the use of a girl going to school? Getting married is the real deal."

As he spoke, a nauseating smile appeared on his alcohol-reddened face. He stretched out a large, hairy, dirty hand and shakily reached towards Li Honglei's shoulder.

His breath reeked of strong, pungent alcohol as he mumbled incoherently, "Women, hehe... as long as you can think things through, money is a piece of cake! Come on, let's go to the kitchen and cook some delicious dishes, then sit down and have a good chat. I'll tell you about all the young, strong men in our factory; I guarantee there'll be one you like, so you can take your time choosing, how about it?"

Upon hearing this, Li Honglei felt a wave of nausea washing over her.

She nimbly sidestepped, quickly avoiding the filthy, foul-smelling hand and the overwhelming stench of bad breath.

Immediately afterwards, as if avoiding a plague, she rushed straight to the door with quick and light steps.

As he walked away, without turning his head, he said, "Uncle, thank you so much for your trouble. But unfortunately, I have other important matters to attend to today, so I'll have to take my leave now."

Seeing Li Honglei's resolute desire to leave, Feng Erxi's smiling face instantly darkened, as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water from head to toe.

But in the blink of an eye, he put on a completely fake smile again, saying in a forced, insincere tone, "Oh, is that so? Okay then. It's alright, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Remember to come earlier next time!"

Before she finished speaking, Li Honglei had already dashed out the door like an arrow released from a bow.

She gripped the only two yuan tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force.

As she reached the corner, she could no longer suppress her discomfort and bent over to vomit violently. The sounds of her retching echoed in the quiet alley, sounding particularly jarring.

Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the campus paths.

Huai'an walked slowly with light steps. Suddenly, her gaze was drawn to a familiar figure in the distance—Han Mingjun held up several letters in his hand, a bright smile on his face, and walked quickly toward Huai'an.

"Hi, Huai'an! I saw your letter when I passed by the guardhouse, so I just picked it up for you." Han Mingjun said as he handed the letter to Huai'an.

Huai'an happily accepted the letters, and upon counting them, she realized there were three in total. She looked up at Han Mingjun and thanked him gratefully, "Thank you, Mingjun."

Han Mingjun laughed and said, "Missing home? This letter from home is worth a fortune!"

"Not bad, where are you headed?" Huai'an asked curiously.

Han Mingjun smiled slightly, revealing two cute dimples, and replied, "I plan to go to the anatomy lab to ask the teacher some questions."

Huai'an nodded in understanding, then said, "Alright, I'll head back now. I need to check these letters quickly and write back to my friends." With that, she waved goodbye to Han Mingjun.

Just as Huai'an was about to leave, Han Mingjun seemed to remember something important and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Huai'an, is there any new information about that poisoning case from last time?"

Huai'an shook his head slightly, his expression somewhat grave, and said, "It's not quite clear yet."

Upon hearing this answer, Han Mingjun frowned, then leaned close to Huai'an's ear and continued mysteriously, "I heard that Bai Mengqi has been taken away by the police to assist in the investigation."

"It's best not to publicize matters that haven't been concluded yet." Huai'an nodded slightly, her calm face showing no surprise whatsoever, as if she had expected this all along.

Han Mingjun frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke, "I really can't believe why she's become like this? She's been outstanding since childhood, and her academic performance has always been on par with my brother's at school. Although she's a bit arrogant, she shouldn't have... done this... I really can't understand it..."

"Perhaps it's just as the old saying goes—'too much of a good thing can be a bad thing.' Being too confident in one's intelligence can easily lead one astray without one realizing it." Huai An paused, thought for a moment, and then replied:

"Sigh—as a friend I grew up with, I really don't want to see this ending. If it really is like this, her future is ruined. Do you think she'll be expelled?" Han Mingjun couldn't help but sigh, his face full of regret.

Huai'an shook his head and said, "I don't know. Poisoning is a criminal case. Even if the poisoning attempt fails, it is still considered an attempted crime."

"Sigh, people's hearts are unpredictable. Jealousy can make people lose their minds... Never mind, goodbye, I still have some things to take care of." Han Mingjun waved to her.

After saying this, Huai'an waved goodbye to her gently.

Shi Huai'an walked briskly into the courtyard. As soon as he entered, he saw the chubby, round orange cat and a beautiful calico cat chasing and playing happily under the swing set.

This calico cat is a well-known beauty in the feline world, with vibrant and colorful fur and a graceful figure.

They were seen biting each other at times, and then huddling together, rolling around on the ground, making quite a scene!

The once quiet courtyard has become full of life and energy because of the presence of these two little ones.

Upon seeing Huai'an enter, the charming calico cat, its two-colored eyes shining, leaped gracefully into Huai'an's warm embrace like a blooming flower.

Shi Huai'an felt its soft body and gently stroked its smooth fur, his heart filled with affection.

Seeing this, Duoduo, feeling jealous, hissed at the calico cat. The calico cat jumped down and rubbed its head against Duoduo's. Duoduo was overjoyed and hugged the calico cat.

A moment later, the two adorable cats rolled onto the ground together, sprawled out on their backs, exposing their white bellies, and meowing softly as if trying to charm their owner.

Seeing this heartwarming and amusing scene, Shi Huai'an couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said to the calico cat, "Little darling, since you're so lively and adorable, how about I give you a name? How about you be called Lele from now on?"

Upon hearing the name, the chubby orange cat rolled around excitedly, exclaiming, "Meow~ Lele, what a lovely name! From today onwards, we'll call you Lele!"

This calico cat is extremely intelligent and can understand human language, but it cannot speak human language like Toto.

It happily rubbed its head against Shi Huai'an's hand, responding with a series of clear and melodious meows.

Seeing the two kittens so happy, Shi Huai'an turned around and got two cans of delicious fish to reward them.

As she placed the can of food on the ground, she smiled and instructed the chubby orange cat, Duoduo, "Duoduo, you'd better find a way to control yourself, okay? Don't let Lele get pregnant with too many kittens. You have to be responsible for her!" After saying that, she gently patted Duoduo's head.

Duoduo meowed shyly and said, "Meow, An'an is so naughty, so naughty..." It ran out in a flash, and Lele turned around and chased after it.

The two cats moved swiftly, one after the other, like orange and white phantoms, dazzling the eye.

Huai'an muttered to himself, a little puzzled: Winter is almost here, why is he already in heat and lovesick...?

As evening fell, the blood-red sunset, like a fading beauty, gently shone through the colorful and exquisite floor-to-ceiling glass window, casting its tender yet dazzling light freely onto the study floor.

Wherever the sunlight touched, it seemed to drape this somewhat tranquil space in a golden veil.

On the desk sits an antique vase, its smooth lines and delicate texture clearly indicating its age.

At this moment, several fresh and vibrant osmanthus blossoms are diagonally placed in the vase. Some are still in bud, while others are in full bloom, emitting a refreshing and delightful fragrance.

The soft light streaming in from the window elongated the shadows of the flower branches, making the already graceful flower shadows sway even more beautifully, like a dream.

At the same time, a soothing and melodious tune flowed gently through the air like a babbling brook.

The beautiful notes, like tiny, nimble sprites, moved freely throughout the room, gently brushing against every corner, bringing peace and tranquility to the listener.

With a smile on his face, Huai'an gently pushed open the antique door of the study and went inside.

Her steps were light and cheerful, as if each step was on a note of happiness.

Upon entering the study, Huai'an skillfully took out an exquisite glass pot from the cabinet, carefully placed an appropriate amount of osmanthus flowers, red dates, and rose petals into it, and then poured in clear spring water. She then placed the glass pot on a small stove to simmer slowly. Soon, a rich aroma filled the air, enveloping the entire study in its sweet fragrance.

Huai'an picked up the freshly brewed osmanthus, red date, and rose tea, feeling the warmth in his hands, and slowly walked to the soft and comfortable circular sofa to sit down.

She took a small sip of hot tea, letting the sweet flavor spread across her tongue. Then, she put down the teacup and her gaze fell on the stack of letters on the desk.

The letter at the top was from her adoptive parents. Filled with anticipation and joy, Huai'an eagerly picked up the envelope and carefully tore it open.

Unfolding the letter, familiar handwriting came into view, and the words were filled with care and greetings for her.

The letter begins with the adoptive parents reassuring Huai'an that they are in good health and asking her not to worry. What follows is an expression of their endless longing.

They mentioned that Huai'an's departure from home to study was an important experience in his life, and they felt both proud as parents and deeply reluctant to let him go.

When they returned from their trip to Beijing, their colleagues and neighbors were full of envy, praising them for raising such a wonderful daughter.

But the thought of not being able to see their daughter often in the future inevitably made them feel sad, and their longing grew stronger.

However, the thought of moving to Beijing to reunite with Huai'an and live together filled the elderly couple with excitement and anticipation.

They don't have many relatives and friends in J City, nor do they have many ties that are hard to let go of.

For them, home is wherever they are, as long as they can be with Huai'an. So they decided to follow her to the capital to enjoy their later years together.

However, there is still a small problem at hand.

The adoptive parents said that if they wanted to sell their jobs, they could earn about 500 yuan; even the adoptive mother Xiuzhi's job could be sold for 200 yuan.

This would indeed bring them a considerable sum of money. However, they also have concerns: if they sell their jobs, their personnel files will no longer show any record of their employer, which might affect their future pension payments.

This question had been troubling them, making them somewhat hesitant.

The current retirement system allows employees who have worked for 15 years and reached retirement age to apply for retirement. Based on the calculation after the public-private partnership in 1954, I have worked in my current unit for 11 years, and I still need 4 years of service to apply for retirement.

A while ago, Shi Renli probably learned from his relative Shi Wenbin that Shi Renmei might give up her job and leave J City. Without any delay, Shi Renli hurriedly took Wu Yue'e and his son Shi Yaozu and rushed to the city.