Crown

I fell asleep in the cadre guest house at 05:30 in the morning. At [-]:[-], it was dark outside the window, it was cold, and there was water vapor on the glass windows. Fu Wenyuan was woken up by the secretary.Washed up in a hurry, got into the car, and went to the next county-level city to be inspected.

There is no rest time in the car, and all the situations have to be re-understood-although the secretary is talking, he just closes his eyes and listens, but there are many things to think about, so it can't be counted as a rest.

Not long after the New Year’s Eve, City B has recovered. The country roads are full of potholes, and the car body is stained by melted snow and mud. The chassis of Fu Wenyuan’s car is a bit low, and the space inside the car is also narrow. , The people in the car are uncomfortable.

The transfer documents came down years ago. After the New Year's Eve and the seventh day of the lunar new year, Fu Wenyuan left City C alone. When he arrived, even the official secretary was ready for use.

As of today's Lantern Festival, only a week has passed, and there is still no "team" around him.

The secretary sat upright, holding the dark blue office-specific folder in both hands, speaking at an appropriate pace and in a comfortable tone.She didn't follow the scriptures, but while reading the material, she also added a few current political opinions, detailing it down to a certain month, a certain day, a certain channel and a certain commentator.

Fu Wenyuan is a newcomer, so he really doesn’t understand many things, and the attitude of the city hall to him also speaks for itself: there is no violation of the rules, there are an astonishing number of security personnel, secretaries who know little things, and not An easy project - the transfer from city C, the capital of province C, to city B, everyone knew that it was an ups and downs.Next year Fu Wenyuan will take a big step forward, and no one dares to leave flaws for him on this step he must pass.

Fu Wenyuan opened his eyes, and the secretary immediately stopped to watch him drink water, and said, "Sir, at [-]:[-] in the morning, Mr. Jiang Yueling called and heard that you were resting, so he didn't ask me to call you."

Fu Wenyuan hummed, took the phone, and said, "It's okay, just call from now on."

The secretary hesitated and said, "But you don't have much time to rest."

Fu Wenyuan still said, "It's okay."

Jiang Yueling answered the phone very quickly: "Brother."

"Hmm." Fu Wenyuan thought about what he might have to say over there, and couldn't help raising his hand to loosen his tie, but stopped for a while, and just clenched his fist in vain.

Jiang Yueling said: "Shuda is back, I called you just after landing last night."

Fu Wenyuan hummed.

Jiang Yueling cleared his throat: "Over there...everything is fine." He stopped, hesitating a little.

Fu Wenyuan said, "Okay."

Jiang Yueling was one of the few witnesses to the fragmented scene when Yunxi was leaving, and he didn't know what to say at this time. When he opened his mouth again, the driver tapped the baffle, and Fu Wenyuan said: " I'm here and I'm going to get off the car right away, so let's do this first, and then contact me if there is anything to do."

Jiang Yue Ling said: "Okay, brother, pay attention to your body."

The officials received were well-behaved, no one dared to make any messy occasions, and no one dared to be sloppy.After the meeting, I went to see the factory that was about to be put into use, and then met with several persons in charge of the city and talked about it in detail, and it was already getting dark.

This is the last inspection point. Before returning, Fu Wenyuan stood still holding the car door. The air at the end of winter was bitter. He looked at the orange-red sky in the distance for a while, and bent down to get on the car. The secretary followed closely, but this time It's the passenger seat.

A thin blanket was placed on the back seat, usually Fu Wenyuan would use this time to catch up on sleep, but today's sleepiness is not very strong.It may be because he talks too much during the day, and he feels dry mouth, which cannot be relieved by drinking water.The nerves in the head also seemed to be too excited, unable to relax.

This is a sequelae of continuous work. Usually, as long as you return to your residence to rest and eat a few days, you can recover.

Fu Wenyuan has been out of the province before, changing places in three or two years, but this is the first time that he is truly single, his aunt did not come with him, and the rest house vacated a whole set of yards for him, but he was alone live.

The secretary tremblingly mentioned several times that even if the person he was looking for did not stay at home, he still needed to come over on time to cook and clean for him, but Fu Wenyuan refused.He has only been here for a week, most of which are outside, so the secretary hasn't come up with any effective solutions yet.

Temporarily free and unable to sleep, Fu Wenyuan tilted his head back and leaned on the seat, thinking of the phone call in the morning and Jiang Yueling's "not so good".

Although he never saw Yunxi again, never answered Yunxi's phone call, and didn't read his text messages that might be full of resentment and resentment, Fu Wenyuan still couldn't understand. , Yunxi is still changing numbers to harass him, now Jiang Yueling said "not very good", what kind of situation will it be.

The drive was quite long, and when he got back to the cadre rest center and got off the car, he was still a little confused, but he woke up quickly, and after saying goodbye to the secretary, he walked steadily into the door.

The light in the living room was off, and it was empty, but Fu Wenyuan still felt something was wrong.

Putting down the key and walking a few steps in, I saw that the kitchen lights were on, and the sound of gurgling was getting louder and louder. Auntie heard the movement, and turned around, looked at him, her eyes suddenly turned red, and turned away as if to cover up Going back: "Mr. is back? The meal is ready, wash your hands and you can eat."

Fu Wenyuan hummed, and went to the bedroom.This is probably what Jiang Yueling left to say in the morning.

After Yunxi left on September 25th of the Gregorian calendar, and before he left on the seventh day of the first month of the lunar calendar, he never saw his aunt again.

At noon on the first day of the first lunar month, he went to Jiangyue Ling's house to pay New Year's greetings. Ning Shuda ran over to open the door, smiled very kindly, and said that he missed it and that his aunt had just left.

Jiang Cuocuo kept whining and running to the kitchen, but was hugged by Ning Shuda. Fu Wenyuan couldn't stay any longer, because he was afraid that he would call out grandma again with his inarticulate speech and brain. Both parties would be embarrassed, so they just sat down. In less than 5 minutes, he got up and left.

As soon as the lid of the casserole was opened, a rich aroma wafted out, and the warmth mixed with hot steam seeped into the air. There was a bit of fungus smell in it, and the spicy smell of ginger.

Auntie filled a bowl and placed it in front of Fu Wenyuan. While setting the plate, she said to him: "You have a headache when you come back from a business trip, so don't smoke anymore. At least don't smoke for the next two days, take it easy."

Fu Wenyuan extinguished the cigarette in silence, took a sip from the bowl, and the unreal feeling of floating disappeared in an instant.

In this situation, he is no different from a child who did something wrong and was finally forgiven by his mother, but he is not a child after all, and he is not secretly happy.

Fu Wenyuan drank the soup in a few sips, and said, "Why are you bringing the casserole with you? It's so heavy. Just buy everything you want..."

"What do you know, the longer the casserole takes to use, the more fragrant the stewed soup will be. I don't want a new pot, what kind of smell is that!" Auntie lowered her eyes and chattered, "It's all easy to use, and I don't know the small oven. I brought it too, anyway, it’s my car at home, it’s empty, and it’s a waste if I don’t bring it.”

Fu Wenyuan said: "Yuechen sent you here?"

"Ah." Auntie lowered her voice and said slowly, "I really don't want to go to the airport anymore. I'm stuck."

Fu Wenyuan stopped talking, moved his chopsticks, and ate most of the dishes on the table little by little.

He has been suffering lately, and he probably didn't get enough sleep for fifteen hours. His complexion was not good, his eyes were a little blue, and he was getting hot after eating. After listening to his aunt chatting for a while, he went to the bedroom and had a solid sleep.

In his dream that day, there was always a faint crying sound, so soft, so pitiful as to die, whimpering and whimpering lingering in his ears, more disturbing than the continuous buzzing of the mobile phone during that time.

Fu Wenyuan gradually felt out of breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and the surroundings were as black as thick ink, with no light at all.He found himself sleeping face down, with his nose and mouth buried in the pillow, sweaty, wet down his back, his nightgown stuck to him, and his underpants sticky.