Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Joy After the Snow

Gao Zhonghua nodded with certainty after hearing Brother Chen’s words.

"Absolutely!"

"No wonder Mr. Shen is worried every day, afraid of getting kicked—"

Gao Zhonghua suddenly stopped, laughed heartily, and said, "This soup is really good!"

Brother Chen glanced mockingly and said, "Coward!"

Gao Zhonghua took pride over shame, saying, "That’s called ’a wise man who knows the times is a hero!’

The four men in the front vehicle laughed heartily, while the truck behind them sang red songs, invigorated with high spirits.

Slowly advancing forward, they gradually neared the city.

At the city’s mechanical factory, Shen Que was certainly not sleeping.

He stayed at the gate, keeping company with the gatekeeper, and often looked outside.

He didn’t know how long he had been waiting, how many times he had looked out, or how many auditory hallucinations he had had.

Finally, Shen Que heard the sound of the truck.

"Back?"

Shen Que turned his wheelchair, opened the door, and stuck out his head.

A big smile broke out, and a large snowflake blew into his mouth.

"Back!"

The gatekeeper wanted to get up to push Shen Que, but he went out on his own.

The gatekeeper murmured with wonder: someone with wheels is indeed fast.

Inside the truck, Jiang Cheng also saw Shen Que immediately; she quickly pushed open the door and jumped down.

"Shen Que!"

"Jiang Cheng!"

To outsiders, it seemed like a romantic embrace from a Korean drama.

In reality.

"You fool, what are you doing out here!"

"I was wrong."

Shen Que immediately admitted fault, leaving Jiang Cheng speechless, and she could only grip the wheelchair handle and say, "Don’t push yourself, your hands are icy." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Hurry back!"

Shen Que was pushed ahead by Jiang Cheng, and they ran into the gatekeeper’s room.

"Wait here."

After Jiang Cheng spoke, she turned, then suddenly returned to quickly plant a kiss on Shen Que’s forehead.

"I’m very fine, don’t worry."

Assuring Shen Que’s heart, Jiang Cheng swiftly turned and ran out.

Shen Que smiled foolishly and helplessly.

Was he being coaxed like a child?

Why did he feel a little sweet inside?

Inside the room, the gatekeeper turned his back to Shen Que, his wrinkled face laughing meaningfully.

He understood, understood, anyone would have been young once.

On the other side, after arranging Director Lu and others, Jiang Cheng expressed gratitude to the four rescuers.

Everyone didn’t stand on ceremony much, as the snow hadn’t stopped.

After thanking them, Jiang Cheng quickly ran back into the gatehouse.

"Shen Que."

"I’m here."

Shen Que immediately responded, staring straight at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng looked him in the eye, full of smiles.

"I have to go home. After a while, Brother Chen will take you back, and Gao Zhonghua will return after taking me."

Shen Que nodded, saying, "I know, it’s snowy and slippery these days, rest well at home. You’re going to Guangzhou soon, take a few days’ rest, don’t come to see me."

Jiang Cheng stepped forward to hold Shen Que’s hand and said, "I know, you should take care too, don’t overexert yourself."

"I know you’re great, everyone knows, so don’t be in a hurry to prove yourself."

"Just like today’s rescue, if it wasn’t you on the other end of the phone, everything wouldn’t have gone so smoothly."

Jiang Cheng’s words, like a warm spring, warmed Shen Que’s heart all the way in.

"Hmm, I’ll take good care of my injuries."

Jiang Cheng nodded, her fingers moving in Shen Que’s palm.

Shen Que’s palm tickled, as his heart drew a love-heart pattern with Jiang Cheng’s fingers.

Next door, Jiang Cheng took off her military coat, poured some water from the thermos to wash.

After a simple freshen-up, Jiang Cheng burrowed into the bedding, comfortingly "oh-ed" and slowly closed her eyes.

Next morning, Jiang Cheng was woken by the lively chatting in the courtyard.

Pulling back a corner of the curtain, Jiang Cheng looked at the scene outside and smiled.

Harmony filled with vibrant liveliness.

Several men climbed onto the roof, sweeping away the snow to prevent it from collapsing the roof.

In the yard, several kids playfully stood under the eaves, letting snow fall on their heads, then laughed heartily.

Several mothers wielded big brooms, chasing their children.

"You little rascal! New cotton shoes I just made for you!"

"Stay put! I won’t hit you!"

Chasing continued, with children on the side cheering to make it more exciting.

Cheering while speaking: "Run faster! Your mom is fooling you!"

"Yes, yes, my mom said the same thing last time; as soon as I stopped, she smacked me!"

The little boy, giving advice, saw his own mom smile.

With that smile, he started running.

"Ah—save me!"

Adults and elders in the yard laughed heartily.

Inside, Jiang Cheng wrapped the quilt around herself and scratched out a peephole on the frost-covered glass, watching the laughter and joy outside through the hole.

What many people strive for is embodied in everything before her.

After watching for a while, Jiang Cheng dressed in cotton clothes and pants, got up, and washed.

After tidying up, she opened the door.

With a creak, Jiang Cheng hadn’t yet flashed a smile before a snowball hit her face.

"You hit my Sister Jiang Cheng, take this!"

Shen Xing’s snowball whizzed away.

Someone shouted: Snowball fight!

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed.