After the award ceremony, Ji Jue handed the remaining affairs to the staff, and then directly took the Tong family's Flying Airship back to Cliff City.
Little Ox loaded the gifts that the staff at the relay stations along the way helped buy, with big and small bags, and first ran to Continental Auto Repair for 'unloading'—rice, pearls, handicraft decorations, root carvings... piled up into a little mountain enough to bury the Little.
Considering Lu Ma's habits, he bought local specialties that weren't expensive but were rare outside.
"Going out is such a hassle, and you brought so many things that there's no place to put them, it's just a waste of money."
Lu Ma didn't even look at those things, grabbing Ji Jue's hand and looking him up and down, finding he hadn't lost or gained weight, she smiled with her eyes squinted: "You've become quite spirited after going out, though you're a bit tanned."
"Tanned?"
Lu Feng, who was lazily scratching his foot nearby, laughed: "It's the first time I've heard someone say a Cliff City person got tanned going to another place..."
He then successfully received Lu Ma's distinctive treatment, who angrily scolded: "What are you laughing at! You're tanned like a toad yourself, and you still have the face to laugh at others!
All you do is lie around every day, without a hint of initiative. Do you expect Xiao Ling to move all these things by herself?"
As she spoke, she kicked Lu Feng like kicking a dog, making him jump up.
Lu Feng didn't dare say anything, covering his butt, and begrudgingly went to move the things.
The root carving decoration brought for Lu Ma from Longyuan was quickly wiped clean and placed on the counter. The tobacco brought for Lu Feng was from Huang Province, the gemstone necklace for Lu Ling was from Kunwu; the small gemstones sparkled in the sunlight, the toys for the third sister, and extracurricular exercise books found along the way for Little... Instantly, everyone was beaming with joy.
After finishing all the hustle and bustle, Ji Jue wiped his sweat and only said he'd come for dinner at night, then continued driving to the Beishan Security Bureau, where he piled two boxes of regional liquors bought along the way on Wen Wen's desk, then handed the upgraded Rupert's Tears to Little An for him to play with for now, brought a handmade wool blanket from Longyuan for Tong Hua, and a set of tea utensils from Kunwu for Old Zhang... After distributing all the specialties, Little Ox's carriage was finally empty.
By around three o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Jue had arrived at the headquarters of Security Bureau in Cliff City.
"The guard has instructed, there's no need to wait, once you arrive, you can go right in." The assistant directly led him to the door of Lv Yingyue's office.
In the midst of a busy scene, many people were moving things, with boxes large and small piled up inside and outside the office, seeming somewhat chaotic.
"You're back really early, after such a busy time, I thought you'd play around a bit more in Tide City."
Lv Yingyue was tidying up the documents on her desk, and beckoning Ji Jue at the door: "Sorry, I'm currently cleaning up the office, it's a bit messy, feel free, don't mind."
"You're..." Ji Jue curiously looked around, "Moving house?"
"Just changing my workplace, really not much change. At the moment, there's no one suitable in Cliff City to take over my position, I'm afraid I need to multitask for quite some time."
Lv Yingyue sighed in frustration: "It's rare to find someone competent, and those good at the job are few. Originally, Brother Shan could help a bit, but now that he's been sent on an assignment the gap is even bigger."
"Brother Shan is getting assigned abroad?"
"It's not ideal for young people to stay home all the time, going out to broaden their horizons is also good."
Talking about this, Lv Yingyue's smile became subtle: "Though, if you want to lend him a hand... would you like to join the Security Bureau?
The positions in sections one, two, or three are free for you to choose, no matter which one, with your ability, after a few years, you'd be able to take his position."
"Ah, this..."
Ji Jue was stunned and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Wouldn't this be bad for the Governor?"
Immediately, Lv Yingyue laughed out loud, understanding his point, and didn't bring it up again.
"Only tea leaves are left to entertain guests, don't mind it."
She handed over a cup of tea, sitting openly on the sofa opposite Ji Jue, tossing those cumbersome messy documents aside.
However, when she picked up a thick photo album, she couldn't help but pause.
Surprise or reminiscence.
It's as if she found something she'd long forgotten...
"I didn't realize it was here, I thought I already lost it." She lightly sighed, flipping open that photo album-like document, unexpectedly to Ji Jue, inside were all clippings.
The bits and pieces, from various newspapers, clipped and inserted inside.
One could vaguely see photos on the newspapers, all reflecting Lv Yingyue's younger self, most of the reports were related to her.
She turned to the middle, showing Ji Jue.
That old photo from twenty years ago seemed slightly faded.
It's like a foreign marketplace, in a distant country, where the camera focus was a bit off, causing the main subject to slightly blur.
A younger Lv Yingyue with a headscarf characteristic of Central Earth, striking a V-sign towards the camera, while embracing another young woman, whose expression was full of coldness and rejection, almost shouting 'get lost' with her body language.
Is that... Ye Xian?
Ji Jue couldn't help but lean closer, eyes wide, a picture of the teacher when she was young? Seems somewhat similar to Ye Chun.
Instinctively wanting to raise his phone.
Snap!
The album closed.
"Just take a look, Ye Xian's temper has been getting worse these past two years. If she knows you kept such things, you'd be in trouble, not to mention, I might also be affected."
Lv Yingyue's smile was mischievous, patting the clippings book in her hand, casually putting it aside, she said with emotion: "In youth, one is always vain, occasionally achieving something, would always want to save it, flipping through slowly when free, maybe even saving a piece for posterity... but as they accumulate, the things that can be saved are too few, while what can't be saved grows, to the point, one's own memories fade."
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