Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 207 Does She Have to Be There?_1

Chapter 207: Chapter 207 Does She Have to Be There?_1

Xia Bowen couldn’t quite identify how he was feeling.

The situation definitely wasn’t as Little Nuan said, but in the end, it could only be as Song Yunuan said!

This was Xia Bowen’s most genuine thought deep down.

There were still quite a few people queuing behind her, and Song Yunuan didn’t want to waste time here.

So she said, "It’s not very convenient for me to talk at the post office. You’ll know what’s going on when you get here."

Xia Bowen had wanted to ask how those five were doing, but then he thought that there definitely wasn’t a major problem, though minor issues were another story.

If he asked, Song Yunuan wouldn’t tell the truth.

So, Xia Bowen asked with difficulty, "Little Nuan, how did you know I was going to Nanshan County Town?"

"Not only are you coming, but Shangguan Yunqi is also coming," Song Yunuan said as a matter of course.

Xia Bowen frowned.

He clenched the phone tightly and said with difficulty, "...Shangguan Yunqi, has been hospitalized."

"That’s not a problem. I’ll just take my little uncle and the relevant personnel to Shangguan Yunqi’s hospital room to tell stories," she said.

Xia Bowen gritted his teeth, "Does Shangguan absolutely have to be present?"

"She’s a key figure, how can she be missing?" Song Yunuan said in a clear voice.

"Little Nuan, what exactly are you trying to do? Can you tell me?" he then hurriedly explained, "Little Nuan, rest assured, I have absolutely no ill intentions towards you. I really didn’t know about those two bastards going to Nanshan County."

He had survived through thick and thin, and it was almost clear at a glance what kind of people he was dealing with.

Song Yunuan, where was she just a simple young girl?

From the first confrontation, he saw it all too clearly.

"Old man, there seem to be quite a few things in your life that you don’t know about," she mocked with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile on the other end of the phone, leaving Xia Bowen on the other end red-faced, speechless.

"Old man, you can go tell Shangguan Yunqi whether she chooses to solve her problems in Nanshan County Town or in her hospital room?"

Xia Bowen instantly understood.

No wonder Little Nuan said the real drama was yet to come.

She had no intention of letting Shangguan Yunqi off the hook.

"Alright, old man, I need to hang up now. There are a lot of people in line here. I can’t take up too much time. Goodbye!"

After that, Song Yunuan hung up the phone crisply.

On the other end, Xia Bowen was bewildered for a moment, then hit the table with a punch out of anger.

Veins on his forehead throbbed, and he felt very uncomfortable.

If this continued, he wouldn’t live for many more days.

Xia Zhi and Xia Liying, these two idiots.

How many times had he warned them?

He told them not to meddle, to just do their own things honestly.

But what was the result? No one took his words to heart.

Were they too arrogant, or had he, Xia Bowen, lived too miserably?

Moreover, it was bad enough that those two idiots, Xia Zhi, got beaten up.

That was their own fault; they had it coming.

But who were the other three?

Xia Bowen’s face darkened, and his heart sank.

Song Yunuan had finished what she needed to do and quickly put it out of her mind. She didn’t care about Xia Bowen’s feelings.

The blisters on her feet were her own doing. What goes around comes around, a truth unchanging through the ages.

Song Yunuan and her brother happily rode their horse in the street, drawing many stares.

Then someone said, "Why is there someone riding a horse on the main street? What if the horse runs and injures the children?"

Song Mingsheng quickly replied, "Grandma, Big Jujube is very gentle, and besides, I’m also a child. If it really misbehaves, wouldn’t I be the first in trouble?"

The old lady didn’t expect her words to be overheard and felt a bit embarrassed.

Song Yunuan suddenly thought it might be better to ride a bicycle in the future.

Quickly, the siblings left the street.

Song Yunuan found Principal Cui and directly told him that she wanted to add a few points.

Principal Cui, "What would you like to add? Go ahead, tell me."

Song Yunuan, "The initiative of Nanshan County Town is top-notch. It hasn’t taken very long since we started, but the auditorium is already taking shape."

"Shouldn’t we take photos of it with a camera, including the train station, the route map, and the surrounding environment of the new school site?"

"And then find someone who can paint to depict the overall appearance of the Nanshan County Town Staff and Cadre College we envision?"

Principal Cui looked at Song Yunuan.

The more he listened, the brighter his eyes became.

The young girl was truly very smart.

Afterwards, he secretly wondered if it was Old Mr. Hu who had reminded her behind the scenes?

With that thought, he became even more excited.

Then he noticed the mud spots on the sleeves of Song Yunuan’s blouse and some on her trousers as well.

He asked, "Did you encounter a car on the way here?"

Song Yunuan looked at her clothes and nodded, "Yes, I encountered a car."

Principal Cui then scolded the driver.

In her mind, Song Yunuan thought, if she hadn’t controlled her strength, her face and body would have been splattered with mud from such a downpour.

Feeling quite pleased with herself, it seemed her ability to manipulate energy was becoming more effortless.

What should she call it?

"Passing through a blooming garden without a single leaf sticking to one’s clothing?"

Principal Cui pondered for a moment, then said, "But we are leaving for the provincial city tomorrow morning. Will there be enough time?"

"I’ll go take the photos right now," Song Yunuan patted her pocket, "I have a camera right here, and it’s even a color one."

Principal Cui immediately called Kou County.

Of course, they agreed on their side.

Then Kou County arranged for someone to paint as required.

Next, Principal Cui rode his bicycle and Song Yunuan rode her horse with her brother to the entrance of the former auditorium.

This was also the site of the Staff and Cadre College currently under reconstruction.

Actually, many people were against the idea.

They thought it was an impossible task.

If it failed, wouldn’t it just be a waste of the people’s labor and money?

However, Kou County held firm.

The others could only keep their mouths shut, though there were many who saw it as a joke.

A few people were standing at the entrance, gesturing and their eyes full of anger.

One person said, "The money should be spent on essential things. Our country’s financial situation is so difficult; how can we do whatever we think of?"

Principal Cui frowned and said to the man, "Old Huang, can’t you just stop being so negative? We’re leaving for the provincial city tomorrow."

Old Huang glared at Principal Cui.

Song Yunuan took out the camera, smiling, "This auditorium might just be the embryonic form of the future Staff and Cadre College, which would be very meaningful as a memento.

"Do you want to join in for a group photo?

"If our Staff and Cadre College application is successful, your photos can be displayed in the college exhibition room, serving as a unique historical testament."

Old Huang was a retired cadre.

He looked at Song Yunuan, then looked at Principal Cui and thought, well, why not.

If the application failed, he could also use the photo to lodge a complaint with the relevant leaders.

So Song Yunuan snapped away.

The surrounding environment also included the bustling construction scene.

On the way back, Principal Cui said to Song Yunuan, "Little Nuan, I won’t let you take these photos for nothing; I will pay you."

Song Yunuan said, "Principal Cui, I have some photos here that I don’t plan to let others see. Is there a secure place to develop them?"

Principal Cui thought for a moment, "Sure, let’s go directly to Kou County to report our work."