Chapter 29 Bathing and Cupping
The northernmost part of China, a small town.
An old-fashioned bathhouse.
The authentic and unadulterated big pool, the majority of people who have gone up in years, not a few children, in the misty environment where everyone is sincere to each other.
"Little Cai didn't come, we're used to letting him massage us, it's really not habitual with someone else."
"It's just that I feel uncomfortable all over, but Xiao Cai's skills are good."
By the pool, a group of old customers who have been bathing in this bathroom for their whole lives complained that the best scrubber Xiao Cai had not been there for several days, and they were all somewhat unaccustomed to it.
In the resting hall, it still maintains the style of the old bathhouse a hundred years ago. A pot of tea, everyone is surrounded by towels or lying down listening to plays, or killing two plates, or taking a break and pulling out a fire basin.
A thin old man lay on the bed, asking a fat old man who was putting fire cups on his body: "Old Wang, where did Little Cai go? Now that he's not here, I don't feel comfortable all over my body."
Old Wang, with his loose and flabby fat all over his body, was no different from an ordinary old man. The only difference was that on his forehead, three faint wrinkles could be seen, which seemed to match his surname "Wang" when viewed from a distance.
Day after day, year after year, Old Wang lived a life like this for many years, just like an ordinary old man living with a group of ordinary old people. The small town was quiet enough and Old Wang's life here was also comfortable enough.
Xiao Cai is back, he came back after the bathhouse closed, with a bandage on his shoulder. He stripped naked and got into the bathtub to scrub away the dirt in the pool with a mesh net. Old Wang held a small teapot, wrapped in a large towel, standing at the door, sipping tea while looking at Xiao Cai: "This gunshot wound is worth it, you little rascal have grown up, soon you'll be able to hold your own."
Xiao Cai raised his head, the invincible Cai Si Nan, at this moment just a masseur in a bathhouse in a small town in the far north: "I've investigated him, he should be from a special forces background, his file was hung in the logistics unit of a certain Type A division for two years, then showed retired, six years without any news, evaporated from the world. I asked around discreetly, didn't hear that in these few years, special forces and special units had an astonishing strong person appear, unless..."
Old Wang took a sip of tea: "Unless the country has an even more powerful and mysterious team that is unknown to anyone, his strength in it can't be considered anything? This is impossible. What level War Bear is at, everyone is clear about it. He was able to beat him without giving him any chance to fight back. If this guy really is from the military, he must be of ultra-high secrecy."
Xiao Cai furrowed his brow and thought for a long time: "If that's the case, why do we need to show up? Moreover, he has no bottom line in doing things, even daring to seduce the daughter-in-law of the Gong family. I don't think he looks like someone from a disciplined unit."
Old Wang furrowed his brow and fell silent for a while.
Take good care of yourself and enjoy the prosperity. The 50s generation reached the peak, the 60s generation climbed to the top, the 70s generation took power, and now it's time for the 80s generation to take center stage.
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Gong Dashao was defeated in Northeast China. He failed to escape unscathed, Zhan Xiong was seriously injured, and the gunman died.
Gong Xiang and the insider were deeply taboo about what happened in Northeast China, and outsiders' comments were also enthusiastic. They didn't mention a word either, while Mi Rou was completely banned.
In the luxurious villa, Mǐ Ruòruò sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking at her best friend opposite her with a "heroic" expression that would rather die than surrender. The other party was not in a hurry either, flipping through a handwritten book, brewing tea with one hand, and if the environment were changed from a villa to a mountain hut, the other party could be a fairy.
Long hair, hemp clothes, quiet and wise, elegant. A woman who can make you forget her appearance and enter the ranks of top beauties just by her temperament alone.
"Little aunt..." Mǐ nuò nuò begged.
"I and Gong Sha, are only related by generation and surname." The woman raised her head, put down the book, with an expression of "you can speak now", waiting for Mi Rou to voluntarily confess the issue.
"Hmph, if it were a close friend, would they have come with an accusatory tone? And yet you say you don't care, my nephew was beaten and almost ran all the way to Northeast China...". Mi Rou Rou is fearless towards anyone.
"How many moves can he take from me?" The woman's eyes suddenly became sharp, transforming from a gentle and elegant demeanor to a sharp and fierce edge in an instant.
"Gong Shuiyuan, don't be too confident." Mi Nuo Nuo showed no weakness, leaning forward, picking up a sour plum from the tea table, and tracing her finger across her lips: "Can you, in seconds, kill a war bear that's on high alert and attacking?"
Gong Shuiyuan was about to refute, but Mi Rou suddenly appeared beside her, her tongue slightly protruding from the tip of her tongue and between her teeth, lightly uttering a few words: "Can you climb the 18th floor with your bare hands?"
Gong Shuiyuan's murderous intent flashed, and Mi Rou pressed her hand on her shoulder: "You're my best friend, otherwise, what qualifications do you have to yell at me like this!"
At this moment, Mi Rou was like a poisonous snake spitting out its venom, her entire body exuding coldness. Although she didn't have the power to defy heaven, she possessed the ability to make modern swordsmen like Gong Shuiyuan retract their killing intent: "Is this fair to Gong Sha? He...
"Stop talking nonsense, you don't need a man to leave the dust, I do. What kind of family you are is clear to yourselves, I, Mǐ Ruòruò, owe nothing to the Gōng family. I want to leave, and I can leave anytime."
After a sigh, Gong Shuiyuan got up and floated away. Mei Rourou didn't move at all. Whether she was an intimate friend or a stranger, it didn't matter to her.
"If we're going to break the rules, then let's all break them together!"
Gong Shuiyuan stood at the door, paused for ten seconds, shook his head and walked away.
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Refreshed and invigorated.
This is Zhang Shidong's current state, which has lasted for over a dozen days.
The director of the Central Branch Bureau was not directly appointed, and Zhang Deputy Director, who is currently in a strong position, temporarily took charge of the work.
In a short period of time, the three-step jump, everyone realized that the old Zhang who used to only know how to work hard had become prosperous. It is said that Lin, the director of the provincial hall, highly appreciates him, and there are rumors that Zhao Meiru, the secretary of the municipal party committee's daughter, is in a relationship with Zhang Ju's son... Various rumors, if it were someone who just started working or didn't have enough prestige and experience, such rapid promotion in a short period of time would make people wonder what kind of rumors would spread. But Zhang Jun was different, every time someone felt he was promoted too quickly, they would find that some people above him had less experience than him.
Everyone believes that as long as they get through this transition period, the position of bureau chief will be 100% Zhang Jun's, it's like this position was reserved for him.
Kong Mei and Zhao Ya also returned from their studies. Zhao Mei Ru's initiative to invite Zhang Jun and Kong Mei, who were busy with work, to stay at home and prepare for the dinner gathering for her son that night. Zhang Yi Qing, whose school was extremely relaxed, also came back from school to help out with the family gathering.
Early in the morning, Zhang Jun, Kong Mei and Zhang Yiqing sat on the sofa in a state of loss, not knowing how to spend the day. Zhang Shidong completely ignored them, saying: "I want to marry, no one can stop me, I don't want to marry, no one can force me, what's wrong with being the daughter of a high-ranking official in the city? What about being a modern-day princess? I won't pee in the same pot as you, what can you do to me?"
In the end, Zhang Jun and his wife looked at each other, shook their heads in compromise, and just told Zhang Shidong to be more polite.
