Reverse Junhou

"Grandma, look, the Linrui community is just across the street, yes, yes, it's just around the corner." Zhao Jin stretched out his finger to the old man beside him, "All the furniture is ready, just waiting for your old man to live in directly -"

The old man held his reading glasses with one hand, squinted his eyes and looked at the high-rise apartment not far away, and slapped Zhao Jin's hand vigorously with the other hand, meaning that he would stop poking his arm.

Zhao Jin is the deputy director of the city's demolition office. The old and dilapidated houses in the south of Yinfu District will be demolished and transformed into a new cultural industrial park in Nancheng District.The six of them came here to register the residents in the area.

The heads of other households have seen the compensation payment and signed it, waiting to move to a new house.The old lady living in this yard is not only hard of hearing, but also not very clear with her eyes.He insisted that he could not make the decision, and had to wait for his grandson, who was a university teacher in other provinces, to come back and make up his own mind.

No, just today when I heard that the grandma's grandson was coming back by plane, Zhao Jin hurried over with his subordinates.

"Hey, Xiao Le! Xiao Le is back!" The old lady could see clearly this time, seeing the slender figure who just got off the taxi on the slope from a distance, and waved her hands excitedly.

Zhao Jin looked up from the file and saw a young man in white T-shirt cropped pants walking not far away. This expensive watch looks like a young college student.

The young man stepped forward to hug his grandma, and stretched out his hand to Zhao Jin who was beside him: "Director Zhao of the demolition office? I'm Wen Le, grandma and I mentioned you."

Zhao Jin took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Wen Le. Wen Le smiled, took out one and put it behind his head: "I'll smoke it later, the smell is a bit strong."

Zhao Jin smiled when he saw Wen Le, stopped in his tracks, and stopped to stare at Wen Le's face.

Wen Le rubbed her cheeks: "Director Zhao, is there something on my face?"

Zhao Jin shook his head: "Last night I went to bed too late, let's go in and talk."

Strange, he always felt that he had seen this person somewhere.

A few people sat on the sofa at Grandma Wen's house, and Zhao Jin's subordinates began to read the terms of compensation for the demolition.Wen Le has been listening very carefully, stopping to take notes from time to time.

He found that Director Zhao's gaze was always on him intentionally or unintentionally. Whenever he raised his head, Director Zhao would immediately look away, pretending that nothing happened.

"The conditions proposed by everyone are still very reasonable," Wen Le turned the pen in his hand after listening to the whole process, and said, "However, the yard of my house was designated as a historical and cultural relic protection site by the district decades ago. Later Although the cards were removed, some things inside are still valuable. Grandma doesn’t want to move, maybe because she wants to guard the things left by her ancestors here.”

Grandma Wen was babbling and not listening. No one present could understand what she was talking about except Wen Le.

"I'll take Director Zhao to take a look," Wen Le continued, "If possible, please ask Director Zhao to talk to the district to see how to deal with these things in the house."

Wen Le waved his hand, signaling grandma not to worry, and led Zhao Jin into the back room.

In the back room, apart from an old TV and a colorful cotton quilt, there are only a few simple and old boxes piled up.Wen Le fiddled with the key for a long time, and then unlocked a few lock rings, and it took a long time to open the box.

There are several porcelain bowls and scrolls in the box, which can be seen to be quite old.Wen Le took out a wooden box and opened it in front of Zhao Jin.Inside the wooden box was a jade bracelet with a few lines of indistinct words engraved on the inside of the bracelet, and the patterns on the jade material were still vivid.

"This bracelet is an ancestral treasure of the Wen family. I have to keep it for myself. The other items are from the Dafu Dynasty. If Director Zhao is convenient, let the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau come and pick them up."

"Why didn't you send it to the auction house?" Zhao Jin was a little curious this time, "If these things are really cultural relics from Dafu's era, they will be very valuable."

Wen Le closed the lid of the box, and raised her smiling eyes: "Grandma said, these things are not dead things, they are memorials left by our ancestors."

"If the legal relics are stained with money, they won't be clean." He said, "Director Zhao, don't you think so?"

Zhao Jin didn't speak.Wen Le gave him an inexplicable feeling, his appearance was delicate and handsome, and his temperament seemed to be very transparent. He didn't have any street atmosphere on his body, and he was very clean.

Before leaving Grandma Wen's house, Zhao Jin left Wen Le a business card and told him to find him if he needed anything.Wen Le took it with a smile, and put the business card and the cigarettes from Zhao Jin together.

Zhao Jin returned to the office and reported the situation in Wen's yard to his superiors.The Bureau of Cultural Relics sent several groups of people to Yinfu District to investigate, and finally hung a sign of cultural relics and historic sites on the courtyard, and did not remove any plants or trees in the courtyard.

In order to thank Zhao Jin, Wen Le called him personally and invited him out for a meal.

Zhao Jin heard that Wen Le was still taking classes at the university, so he had to ask for leave before he could come back.Hastily booked a plane ticket, told Wen Le to stay where he was, and rushed over by himself.

When Zhao Jin arrived in City H, Wen Le hadn't finished class yet.Zhao Jin couldn't sit still in the restaurant, so he took a taxi to the school where Wen Le taught, sneaked into the lecture theater from behind, sat in the last row, and heard the teacher's class with a group of students.

At first glance, Wen Le was a talented student who knew everything about the past and the present, but he did not expect that he was indeed a lecturer in the history department.

As the end of the get out of class was approaching, the students in the classroom were in disarray, only a few of them were listening carefully to the teacher's lecture.Wen Le didn't see Zhao Jin sneaking in, but just pushed the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and turned over a page of courseware.

"During the Chenglu period, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. The wars between the north and the south were completely eliminated, and the frontiers were able to recuperate. The various measures taken by Emperor Taize during his reign were imitated by later dynasties, and they are known as the few times that the ancient feudal dynasties benefited the people." Wen Le pointed to the portrait on the whiteboard. The person on the screen had a goatee, a broad and long face, and eyes so small that there were only slits left.

"Emperor Taize is so ugly." A girl in the front row couldn't help but commented.

The students in the classroom suddenly burst into laughter.

Wen Le also laughed: "This painting was drawn by the painters of later generations, and it may not be accurate. This Emperor Taizhe, although he reigned for a short time, has had a great influence on later generations, and he can be called the true emperor of the ages." .”

Wen Le paused: "This chapter is a mid-term exam."

The sound of flipping books and wailing from below became one.

"Emperor Taize has an anecdote that hasn't been listed in the history books. During his reign, the Ministry of Rites once conferred a man—"

"Dingling!" There was a melodious bell for the end of class in the lecture hall.

The students put away their schoolbags early, and when they heard the bell for the end of get out of class, dozens of boys and girls rushed out of the gate like arrows leaving the string.

Wen Le seemed to have gotten used to the liveliness of this group of students, she shook her head with a smile, then lowered her head and started to put away the lesson plans in front of the computer.

His hand was on the mouse, and he was about to close the courseware on the computer, but he accidentally clicked the zoom in button on the side.The pattern on the courseware instantly enlarged, and it jumped directly to the next page.

In the center of the screen, there is a yellowed booklet with two bright red fingerprints on it. Below the picture is a line of explanation: "The Emperor and Qi contained the Ming Luan genealogy, the marriage certificate of the court, this certificate."

Wen Le was taken aback for a moment, then noticed a line of sight cast from the classroom, and raised his head from the computer.

The first thing Zhao Jin saw was the jade bracelet on Wen Le's hand. This bracelet seemed to be specially tailored for him, and it was clasped on his slender wrist obediently, making Wen Le's hand white and flawless.

His gaze moved up slowly, and finally met Wen Le on the podium.

In this life, in the next life, and in the next life, he will be entangled with Wen Xuechao forever and ever.

Remembering each other, staying together in life, and inseparable in death.

The author has something to say: It's over, and the ending convention is to put the copy of the pre-received text~

"Chakong" by Immortal Qi

Bi Ziyun met Fang Nan in every part-time job near No. [-] Middle School.

While he was queuing up to buy milk tea for his sister, Fang Nan was shaking ice cubes in the store.

When he was going to practice the piano, Fang Nan came to deliver food to the orchestra.

When he finished practicing, Fang Nan was still delivering food to the choir next door.

Finally one day, Young Master Bi stopped Fang Nan, raised his chin, and threw him a test paper and a thick stack of Grandpa Mao.

"I heard that you can get full marks in mathematics? Make up lessons for me, make up one point, and count you three hundred, how about it?"

Fang Nan glanced at the horrible single digits on Bi Ziyun's test paper.Throw the money back at him and go.

"Too bad to mend."

Young master Bi: "???"

Then you return the test paper to me?

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The school grassroots and basketball team captain whose family is bankrupt and has no bottoms left

Principal of the school violin orchestra with permanent single digit scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry

People are poor, good looking, warm and cold, academic bully attacking X rebellious and unruly love, how to suffer

In 2012, he and Fang Nan formed a relationship.

In 2021, Fang Nan exchanged rings with him.

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"At least in the world I can see, you are No.1."

Campus sweet stories, redemption and growth, two-way secret love, 1V1, HE

Edible Guidelines:

*your favorite teenage pain (but sweet) literature

* There is a contrast between the former and the later: the little angel who is gentle, friendly, sunny and polite in front of others, rebellious and unruly in front of the person he likes, and dances in his head every day.

*The thick and long double arrow 1V1 in the full text, don't be confused by the beginning~