Back To The 80s-Chapter 344 - 254: When Love is Near (Such a Long Name)_1

Ji Xiangdong was startled by the images flashing through his mind. He quickly gathered his thoughts. But he wasn’t one to easily move on from such incidents; he needed to think carefully about what was happening.

Xiaopang’s antics brightened everyone’s mood. Over lunch, Lu Songyuan couldn’t help but drink a few extra glasses.

He took Ji Xiangdong by the hand and said, "Xiangdong, it’s been thirty years, and I’ve never seen your mother this happy. It’s good that you’ve returned. Very good."

After Ji Xiangdong talked about his adoptivefather, Lu Songyuan decided, "From now on, you don’t need to change your surname to Lu. Just keep the surname Ji, named Xiangdong, and your future children will also carry the surname Ji. Don’t forget the kindness of your rebirth parents."

In the afternoon, Liu Hongbing and his wife, Tian Yuanyuan, brought their son Liu Jiajia over.

Upon seeing Gu Xiaobei, Tian Yuanyuan said, "We returned to our hometown for a while with the child, and just got back yesterday. When Hongbing told us you had moved here, we hurried over to see you."

Liu Jiajia, who was only a year and two months old, wriggled with excitement upon seeing Xiaopang in Lu Zhanguo’s arms, crying out, "Bao Bao, Bao Bao."

Tian Yuanyuan laughed, "All he knows is eating. That’s not a bun, it should be your little sister." She set Liu Jiajia down on the ground. Liu Jiajia immediately wobbled toward Lu Zhanguo, his eyes turning into thin lines from smiling so widely.

Liu Hongbing, having heard about the affairs of the Lu family, was still surprised to see Ji Xiangdong. He murmured, "He’s really similar... no, are they the same person? Zhanguo, I suggest that when you carry out missions in the future, you and your brother go together. It may confuse the enemy."

After everyone had chatted and laughed for a while, Liu Hongbing gestured to Lu Zhanguo, indicating that he had something to say to him.

Lu Zhanguo handed Xiaopang to Gu Xiaobei and entered the small bedroom with Liu Hongbing.

As soon as they entered the room, Liu Hongbing said with a serious face, "Is that kid you asked me to follow last time a relative of yours?"

Lu Zhanguo nodded, "Yes."

Liu Hongbing said, "Last time I followed him, I didn’t notice anything unusual. But I ran into him again a couple of days ago and followed him. I found out he’s involved with some shady stuff."

Lu Zhanguo furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice, "Tell Shen Heng about this. They’re currently dealing with this case."

"Won’t you try to dissuade your relative? It seems like he’s just a common underling. There might still be a chance for him," Liu Hongbing said, showing a bit of concern.

Lu Zhanguo waved him off, "No need. There’s a homicide case with his name on it. If it weren’t for the fact that we hope to get bigger fish through him, I would have detained him back in the Capital City."

Liu Hongbing was somewhat surprised and sighed, "Why can’t kids stay out of trouble these days? Look at those video parlors and pool halls on the streets, constantly stirring up trouble. They’re all young guys. There are so many good things they could do. How can they forget the hard times from just a few years ago?"

"This is the negative aspect of a developing era. People tend to accept the bad aspects quicker than the good ones. What I dislike the most is those young guys on the street, wearing flamboyant shirts and bell-bottom pants. They perm their hair like old ladies and have the audacity to call it keeping up with the times."

In the living room, Lu Songyuan was holding Mo Wang and laughing. Liu Jiajia was trying to touch Xiaopang, but Xiaopang glared at him and barked, "Ah~"

This scared Liu Jiajia. He stood stunned and then began to cry loudly.

Tian Yuanyuan said helplessly, "Look, my son is such a crybaby. A little girl shouts at him and it scares him to tears."

Ji Xiangdong was helping Wen Xiuqing cook in the kitchen.

Almost every day, Wen Xiuqing would ask, "Do you like spicy food? Do you like sweets? Is this enough salt..." Every time she saw Ji Xiangdong, she wished she could make up for the thirty years of motherly love he had missed.

Gu Xiaobei was surprised that Bai Xiaolan hadn’t come over for several days. He carried Xiaopang into the kitchen and said, "There’s quite a lot of chicken soup you’ve made, Mom. When my big brother goes home later, let him take some to Xiaolan. She lives alone in the dormitory and eats in the cafeteria. She’s definitely not getting enough nutrition. If she becomes thinner, Aunt Bai will be upset when she sees her."

Only then did Wen Xiuqing realize that Bai Xiaolan hadn’t been around for a couple of days. In the beginning, she visited at least every other day. She nodded and said, "Alright, Xiangdong, you know where Xiaolan’s dormitory is. You might as well deliver it to her. It’s not easy for a young girl to live outside her home."

Ji Xiangdong nodded. Hearing Gu Xiaobei and Wen Xiuqing worrying about Bai Xiaolan, he felt a strange sensation in his heart.

Gu Xiaobei walked out satisfied, holding Xiaopang. The flame of love needed someone to fan it into a blaze.

Bai Xiaolan was feeling frustrated recently. In her inconspicuous job in the archive room of the cultural center, three women constantly bullied her every day. Bai Xiaolan was never one to tolerate such treatment. She could bear it for a day or two, but after half a month, she felt that if she continued to endure, she would lose herself. She wanted to take revenge on these three women.

Having a public argument wouldn’t be appropriate, so she decided to take a covert approach. One of these women, the deputy head of the office, had her watering plants, cleaning, and taking meeting notes every day. When they skipped work, they left her to cover for them.

As soon as Bai Xiaolan got angry, she watered the plants with boiling water and dry-swept the floor. The meeting records she wrote were so messy that even she couldn’t understand them. As soon as the trio left the office to skip work, she followed suit and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

Then, all the plants in the office died, making their office the last in the beauty contest.

Because she didn’t dampen the floor before sweeping, dust was flying everywhere. When the hygiene was checked, there was a thick layer of dust on the door frame, making their office the dirtiest.

When checking the meeting notes from all departments, the records made by Bai Xiaolan looked like gibberish, placing them last again.

One day, nobody turned up for work.

The head of the museum was angry, threatening that if this happened again, they could all roll up their belongings and go home.

The director came over and, seeing the old colleagues he had worked with for many years, decided to punish Bai Xiaolan by making her transcribe documents. She was asked to copy all the performing arts materials gathered from the folk in recent years.

Bai Xiaolan wanted to quit, but considering the bragging she had done in front of her family, she could only bear it. She had been copying documents until midnight every day for the past several days, causing her index and middle fingers to become deformed.

Bai Xiaolan sat in the office eating a dry bun from the cafeteria while transcribing notes. She vented her frustrations by cursing everyone she could think of. She promised herself that she’d beat them all up once she got the chance.

When Ji Xiangdong arrived at Bai Xiaolan’s dormitory with the chicken soup and found no one there, a female roommate told him that Bai Xiaolan was working overtime in the office.

Ji Xiangdong arrived at the door of the office and saw Bai Xiaolan through a slightly ajar door. She was holding a bun in one hand and a pen in the other, scribbling. She was also muttering to herself. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The dim light illuminated Bai Xiaolan’s body. Her beautiful face was full of stubbornness and dissatisfaction. Ji Xiangdong couldn’t help but smile. This girl always lived so honestly. If she felt unsatisfied, it showed on her face. She never hid or pretended.

An unexpected warmth rose in Ji Xiangdong’s heart. He gently knocked on the door of the office.