Restart the Flying Age

When studying in the evening, An Rong returned to the classroom.

That radiant face caused some short-circuits in the brains of the students in the class for a while.

But when I thought that in the afternoon, the goddess in my class was picked up by Wu Tao, I couldn't help but feel jealous.

Men are jealous, women are jealous.

Only Li Jing was a little bit jealous, pulling An Rong, who had just sat down, and kept chatting.

"Oh my God, why did you change so much, as if you changed a person?"

An Rong patted her flickable cheek, covering the Hong Xia on Qiao's face and said, "Is there?"

Li Jing pulled away her delicate hand and pointed at her with a smile: "Look at your blushing face, so don't deny it. Where did you go this afternoon, tell me the truth!"

"I haven't gone anywhere," An Rong was forced to confess partly, "We went to see a movie, Titanic."

"Wow~" Li Jing looked envious, and then she turned her beautiful eyes, as if you knew how to look, two slender index fingers gestured to each other and said: "I heard that there is that kind of very affectionate scene in it, and the time is not short. ,is that true?"

An Rong understood at once, "Well, I didn't cut it with a single knife. I heard that it was a haircut."

"Oh my God, you can still be so calm after watching the kind of lens for so long together. You must be..."

Without waiting for Li Jing's following words to be said, An Rong's mouth was decisively covered: "If you say more, I will be angry."

Li Jing turned her beautiful eyes, "Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it..."

Although he held back his mouth, the gossip curiosity in his heart remained unchanged. After a while, I couldn't help but asked: "You really did something like affectionate?"

"Li Jing!?"

"Well, I won't ask, I won't ask..."

Naturally, Wu Tao couldn't think of the secrets of himself and An Rong, and was spied out by Li Jing in a few words.

After sending An Rong back to school, he went around to the department store on Xingfu Road, bought some gifts, and went straight to Xingfu Washington.

In the past, An Dingguo would eagerly pull him to chat every time he came back.

But this time, I just made a round trip from Anjia at noon and took away so many gifts. If I didn't take the initiative to come to the door this time, I couldn't justify it.

When rushed to Anjia, An Dingguo was indeed at home.

It was dinner time, but there seemed to be no dining atmosphere between the old couple.

An Dingguo was reading the newspaper while drinking the soup, basically not thinking about eating.

In this way, Gu Jin, who was watching meticulously preparing dinner, had no appetite.

The appearance of Wu Tao immediately brought the scene in Ann's home to life.

Gu Jin enthusiastically got up and greeted him, and tried to pull him to eat a little more, otherwise the table full of sumptuous dishes would be just like Chollima can't meet Bole, it's a waste of it.

An Dingguo also put down the newspaper, pointed at him and said, "If you have eyesight, you know that you have taken the initiative to come to see me."

Wu Tao washed his hands and sat down, and took the large bowl of chicken soup that Gu Jin had brought him. He was shocked, and quickly sucked on his a little braced belly, and said, "Aunt Jin, this soup. It's so thick, it's been designated to cook for several hours, right?"

"No, it's been three and a half hours."

"That must be delicious!" Wu Tao buried his head and started dealing with the chicken soup, what he drank was a treat.

Seeing An Dingguo, everyone's appetite opened up, "By the way, it's not a new year, why are you back at this point?"

"The rainy season is approaching, and I always feel a little worried about my family in Jinling. Besides, there is nothing major over there, so I just came back."

What Wu Tao said was an understatement, but An Dingguo heard it secretly.

As a veteran of the officialdom, he has long since learned the ability to learn and understand.

Although only a few words, he can hear a lot of information: dare to feel that this kid attaches so much importance to this year's flood season?

"At home, you just send someone to take care of it, so there won't be any problems? Do you need to put down such a big business stall and come back in person?" An Dingguo, dominated by professionalism, obviously didn't want to get Wu Tao's attention. practice.

Wu Tao shook his head, "As far as I am concerned, I can do everything morning and evening. But there are some things that I can't make myself regret."

"Is it that serious?" An Dingguo asked suspiciously.

Wu Tao blows away the oily flower floating on the chicken soup: "If the severity is not serious, you will know when it is time. Anyway, if you do it well, you will have nothing to do.

Nowadays, after all, it is no better than later generations.

The misfortune of any catastrophe can finally be transformed into a commendation meeting for praise.

Wu Tao remembers that in the 98 years of the flood in the previous life, parents and officials in many places were investigated for negligence in their duties.

After all, the prime minister of this term is relatively strong.

For a while, An Dingguo was thinking about how to give the old town of Beijiang this old city a new look through the country's just liberalizing the real estate policy.

This is a tangible political achievement.

Even after he moved to the left in the future, the people of Beijiang can still remember that these people were made up when Secretary An was in office.

But now, upon hearing Wu Tao's words overtly and secretly, An Dingguo couldn't help but feel a little undecided.

Beijiang is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Huaihe River~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What problems really need to happen during the flood season, it is not a small loss.

Although he remembered this matter in his mind before, the specific work was left to Liu Quanyou. Now, in a blink of an eye, it was time for the inspection work, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't settle down.

Don't ask for merit, but ask for nothing.

Thinking of this, An Dingguo immediately put down his dishes and got up and walked along the road: "I have to talk to Old Liu."

Wu Tao didn't say much. As Beijiang's parent official, An Dingguo can do this, even if it is suspected of embracing the Buddha's feet, it is already very good.

In a blink of an eye, Gu Jin and Wu Tao were left in the family.

"Xiaotao, is this really serious?" Gu Jin watched her husband leave, and followed her heart.

When you are at home, look upset; when you go out, you can't help but worry about it.

There were scenes of tragic and dramatic scenes of fighting floods in Wu Tao's mind, and he felt the same.

In the end, it was the people's soldiers who froze and survived the unsuccessful one hundred years.

In this life, although he did his best, he made a lot of preparations. But when things came, I still felt that it was far from enough.

However, in the face of Gu Jin's questioning, he can't exaggerate too much, "Don't worry, Aunt Jin. I'm afraid of not paying attention to this matter. As long as I pay attention to it, there should be no big problems!"

"It's said, it's said that it's prepared without trouble." Gu Jin nodded and said, but she slid in her heart.

So that after Wu Tao told her about An Rong, she couldn't relax.

The nervousness was spreading, and Wu Tao did not cover up or explain it too deliberately.

It is a good thing to have a sense of worry, and this is what many people lack right now. After all, born of worry and dying of happiness.