Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 212: Provoking the Public’s Anger?_1

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Provoking the Public’s Anger?_1

Song Liang chuckled and scolded, "You little rascal, it’s really wherever your sister goes, there you follow."

Song Yunuan said, "Dad, no kidding, when you take brother out, I suddenly feel a bit uneasy. Let Asheng go with me instead. We won’t go to the suburbs, we’ll visit the museum, let Asheng see the world."

Song Liang looked at his daughter with a smile, feeling very touched inside.

There was a time when Deputy County Mayor Zhao would frown upon seeing him.

But now, there was genuinely a smile on his face.

On the train, he thought he should have been very reserved, but the leaders were extraordinarily kind.

Talking and chatting, the journey was very pleasant.

After all, it wasn’t his own ability; he was basking in his daughter’s glory.

Before Song Yunuan left, she mentioned to Deputy County Mayor Zhao that she was going to the museum and whispered to him, "Old Mr. Lin, the former director, is a very good friend of Old Mr. Hu."

Deputy County Mayor Zhao understood; Song Yunuan, this young lady, was going to gather information.

Indeed, Song Yunuan wanted to find out some things.

Asking Old Mr. Hu directly was not appropriate; she needed to avoid suspicion.

This matter was best addressed by asking Old Master Lin.

Song Yunuan and her brother took the bus, and when they arrived, the museum was about to close, but a long line still snaked outside.

After speaking with Old Mr. Lin over the phone, Song Yunuan knew he was at the museum. The new director was his student, with a relationship as close as that of a father and son. Later, due to the discovery of Emperor Kang’s Tomb, Old Mr. Lin rightfully became an advisor to the museum again.

The gatekeeper recognized Song Yunuan, and Old Mr. Lin had specifically instructed him, so when he saw Song Yunuan approaching, he said, "Old Mr. Lin is waiting for you. You can enter through this side door."

Song Yunuan thanked the gatekeeper with a smile, but she remained still.

It didn’t seem right to enter this way.

Just then, a shrill voice suddenly rose from the line, "What’s going on here? Why can she go in without lining up? This is a museum, isn’t it? Is using the back door so blatantly and brazenly really okay? Where are the leaders? Can someone come out and give us, who are honestly queuing up here, an explanation?"

Song Yunuan turned to look at the queue.

She unexpectedly saw Qin Siqi, Lu Feng, as well as Meijuan and Xiao Peng, who often played together in the large courtyard.

Isn’t Lu Feng studying in Hai City? It’s only early July; could it be that he’s already on summer break?

However, the person who shouted those words was a middle-aged woman with curly hair leading a young boy.

It wasn’t Qin Siqi and the others.

At that moment, Lu Feng looked at Song Yunuan with a complicated expression, and after Qin Siqi finished looking at Song Yunuan, she turned to look at Lu Feng.

Meijuan and Xiao Peng exchanged glances, somewhat surprised. Song Yunuan had left the provincial capital’s large courtyard, and there were still people showing her respect?

Don’t they know that her real parents are farmers in the countryside?

Why was she allowed to enter through the back door?

Following the curly-haired woman’s words, the rest of the people queueing up immediately became unhappy.

Indeed, they had been sweating it out in line for hours; why should a young girl get to cut in line?

No matter the era, queue jumping and using the back door are deeply abhorred practices.

"Why does she get to go in without queuing?"

"If you don’t explain clearly, I’ll have to report this to the higher authorities."

Qin Siqi had been reprimanded by Song Yunuan and was holding onto a secret, so naturally, she dared not shout loudly, especially with Lu Feng standing behind her.

Speaking of Lu Feng, she really was holding a grudge.

Since he started school till now, he hadn’t even made a single phone call to her. She had sent him a letter, which to this day remained unanswered.

Lu Feng had returned yesterday.

She asked him why he hadn’t replied to the letter, and Lu Feng casually said, "Summer break is coming soon, why write a letter? Besides, we aren’t that familiar."

Qin Siqi felt incredibly awkward at the time.

But she also soberly realized that this was not the same Lu Feng she saw when she was in a stupor.

This was Lu Feng, who seemed unfamiliar with her and even looked down on her a bit.

Qin Siqi originally didn’t want to bother with him.

But because of her family’s situation, it seemed she still had to get engaged.

Qin Siqi, though raised in the countryside, to be honest, was truly spoiled by Song Liang and Xia Guilan.

The only one who dared to scold her was Old Mrs. Song.

Qin Siqi was not someone to just take things lying down.

The more Lu Feng acted like this, the angrier Qin Siqi became.

It wasn’t that he was irreplaceable.

There were plenty of outstanding people out there, it didn’t have to be Lu Feng, but his cold indifference made Qin Siqi suddenly feel an indescribable emotion welling up inside her.

She thought it was actually because she was just a masochist.

But she’d gone and fallen for him, what could she do?

Or perhaps she had already gotten used to his presence!

That’s how Qin Siqi explained it to herself in the end.

Getting used to something can be a terrifying thing.

At this moment, Qin Siqi hadn’t expected she would see Song Yunuan here.

Seeing her leading the child, witnessing the gatekeeper meet her with a smile and proactively letting her through a side door, her heart immediately turned sour.

Having grown up in the provincial capital, how much had she taken advantage of the Qin family?

Just the thought of it made her furious.

But she wouldn’t be the first to speak up, and yet unexpectedly someone did cry out against the injustice.

In a low voice, Qin Siqi said, "Maybe she knows the leaders here."

The person in front frowned.

"I’m talking to you, gatekeeper," they said. "Explain to us why you let this young lady in and made us wait in line?"

"We’re all the same people, so why treat us differently?"

"You know how long we have been waiting."

"We’re still waiting in line as you’re about to finish work, just wanting to see the short but peculiar life of Emperor Kang, right?"

"What now, being acquainted with leaders is something special, huh? Knowing leaders means you can cut in line without waiting?"

"We’re all the same people, so why treat us differently? No, you’ve got to give us an explanation, or else we’re going to complain to the leaders."

"Yes, exactly! If things aren’t logical here, we’re going to look for a place where justice can be served."

"Social morals are deteriorating by the day, when did using backdoor connections become so brazen? Who gave you the courage?"

"This is just too outrageous."

There were men and women, old and young, standing in line here.

A few looked like veteran cadres, their brows furrowed, but though they didn’t join in the shouting, they decided they would definitely report this to Old Mr. Lin if the explanation wasn’t satisfactory.

Using backdoors so blatantly in front of the museum’s main gate, in broad daylight, wasn’t this tarnishing the museum’s image?

Surely, our provincial city’s museum wasn’t like this.

Song Yunuan saw the queue—she wasn’t blind. The gatekeeper let her go through the side entrance, but she hadn’t taken a step, had she?

Under all these watchful eyes, it seemed inappropriate to just walk through.

After all, she wasn’t an employee here.

In that split second, Song Yunuan decided it would be better to queue after all.

Otherwise, it might incite public outrage.

In the meantime, the curly-haired woman turned around, only to discover that the man urging her to cause trouble had disappeared.

Her expression changed, but then she suddenly realized that ten yuan had been stuffed into her hand...

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