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4.12 Lao Jia: Illness

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    Jia's wife set foot on the land in the north in a simple and unpretentious manner, and a sense of steadfastness of return arises spontaneously.  A year of experience has made her feel a lot, and the most important thing is to get rid of a feeling of burden.

    When she met Lao Jia's waving hands, tears welled up in her eyes, a complex emotion, the excitement of seeing her relatives after a long absence, deep guilt, and nostalgia.

    She threw herself towards the solid arm and hugged her tightly, as if afraid that he would run away.  Lao Jia looked around nervously, caressed the trembling body in his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Don't cry, the children are watching!"

    Today, Lao Jia specially asked for leave for his two children and came to Beijing to welcome his wife's return.  Wife Jia raised her tearful eyes, only then did she notice the bewildered child standing beside her.  Clinging to a pair of children, he lowered his head and asked, "Have you missed your mother?" The children thoughtfully said yes.  The driver, Mr. Zhao, came over to say hello, took the boarding pass to pick up the luggage, and the family followed Lao Jia's guidance to the parking lot.

    Today's pick-up was specially requested by her, and she didn't want the unit to make a bluff.  This is good, what the wanderer who travels far hopes to get is the closest welcome.

    ?Wife Jia was invited to a welcome banquet at her work unit that night. During the banquet, a friend mysteriously informed that someone had been transferred to another position.

    ?It was almost early morning when I got home, and Lao Jia was still up. Seeing his wife's tired face, unable to speak the words that had been drafted for many days, he advised his wife to go to bed early.  With her tense mind, the wife didn't notice the abnormality of Lao Jia. She washed up, lay down beside her husband, became a woman again, and slipped into Lao Jia's arms.  Uncharacteristically, Lao Jia avoided it for a while, and felt uncomfortable in his wife's visiting eyes, and greeted the long-lost weakness.  "Go to sleep."

    Lao Jia turned off the bedside lamp, stared wide-eyed and projected into the darkness, thinking about how to interpret a certain problem.  His wife's even breathing confirmed that she had fallen asleep.  Lao Jia closed his eyes and fell asleep with the breath.

    The days that followed gradually calmed down, but my wife was still busy.  Lao Jia obviously has resistance to the drama of husband and wife, and there is a lingering shadow in his heart.  A few months later, his wife was formally appointed as the director of the factory, which can be described as a triumphant spring breeze.

    Lao Jia is becoming less and less talkative. Except for the routine homework to take care of his children after returning home and the words to deal with his mother's doubts from time to time, he has little communication with his wife.  The wife is immersed in the daily greeting and sending, and has no feeling.

    Lao Jia has always wanted to find an opportunity to verify the rumors with his wife, but he didn't know where to start, so he held it in his heart and couldn't express it.  Finally, there was a cold, which was never refreshing and developed into pneumonia.

    My wife would find time to visit at the hospital bed, but she was in a hurry every time.  Use the power in your hand to assign a male secretary to accompany you.  Lao Jia felt it was inappropriate, and reminded his wife many times that he was abusing his power. The wife only advised her husband to take good care of his illness, and there was no need to think too much about it.  The persuasion was ineffective, so I had to accept it.

    Lao Jia's body is still strong, and his condition recovered quickly.

    The day before leaving the sickbed, Lao Jia Xiang casually mentioned a name: "Is he your original factory director?" The secretary responded.  "How is his relationship with your factory manager Wang (Jia's wife)?" The young man replied casually: "It's good." Sudden sense of inadequacy: "It's normal."  The secretary avoided it suddenly, and did not forget to add: "It's a normal working relationship." Lao Jia stopped asking, chatted a few more casually, and fell silent.  Lao Jia didn't think about Chen's sentence: "Normal working relationship." If you find an opportunity, you must implement it to your wife. It's not a solution to keep it in your heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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