Chapter 1028     Prepainting

The Dragon Kingdom has been an official society since ancient times.

If human society is compared to primeval forests, then officials are at the top of the food chain of this ecosystem.

But they are not all characters, they can be called "officials".

Even if most people join the system, they are just a role of drinking tea and reading newspapers to do some groceries. In addition to being a strong job, they may not even be as good as white-collar workers working in key companies.

Zhang Yuru and his elders subconsciously regarded the young Feng Yi as a minion who served tea and water in the government office. They could not guess that the other party was the youngest county magistrate in Ningxi, and it was even more impossible to imagine that Feng Yi's civil servant father was the chief official who held the power of the herdsmen.

"Civil servants in Ningxi..."

Li Fengping smiled contemptuously, and her disdain was beyond words. As an indigenous person with a Kyoto household registration, even though she was just a commoner, she instinctively looked down on small officials from other places.

This mentality is amazing.

Perhaps in the eyes of this aunt, the civil servants in Ningxi Province are not as good as those who swept the streets in Kyoto City.

Gu Yanzhi glanced at the self-righteous aunt lukewarmly, and for Feng Yi's sake, he didn't say anything.

Fortunately, this is only Zhang Yuru's second aunt, not his biological mother, otherwise this marriage would be in trouble.

As noon approached, Zhang Yuru and Feng Yi took turns to serve dishes from the kitchen. Soon, the table was filled with delicious dishes, with a strong aroma and attractive appetite.

Feng Yi moved a few pieces of beer next to the table, and then sat down with his girlfriend, just like a family.

More than 20 people raised their glasses to celebrate Zhang Dejun's acquittal.

"I thank Xiao Chen and Xiao Gu for speaking up for their righteousness and went to the police station with grievance to testify for me. As for Xiao Feng, I won't thank you, because we will be a family in the future."

Zhang Dejun, who filled another glass of beer, said this in front of all his relatives, undoubtedly believed that Feng Yi was his future son-in-law.

"The one you should thank the most is Xiao Liu."

Aunt Zhang Yuru is indeed a very persistent person. The main owner has run away, and she is still trying her best to promote it.

Chen Liang was so happy to see it.

"Thank him? Didn't you see him so cowardly? He was so scared by the gangsters that he didn't dare to say anything. Even if my daughter dies alone, she will never leave it to such a cowardly man."

Zhang Dejun finished speaking in a deep voice and rushed to Feng Yi and Chen Liang toast.

"Dry."

"What are you talking nonsense?"

Li Xueqin photographed him, and saw that his second sister looked very ugly, so she quickly changed the subject.

Zhang Yuru's second aunt Li Fengping was furious, angry that Liu Ruilin was not good at being strong, and even hated Feng Yi. Her eyes kept staring at Feng Yi, which made people panic, but fortunately, she was afraid that the whole family would be in trouble and did not continue to make noise.

This lunch was until after 2 pm, and people divided into two groups, one played cards and the other called mahjong.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. Feng Yi wanted to go out for a walk with Zhang Yuru. Chen Liang and Gu Yanzhi also offered to say goodbye. The four of them left the door of Zhangji Restaurant and separated.

"Yuru, can I ask you a question?"

Feng Yi turned his head and his eyes were gentle.

"Ask."

"What do you like me?"

Zhang Yuru laughed, tilted her head to look at her boyfriend, Gu Panshenghui, and said playfully and cutely: "Isn't this kind of question often asked by girls?"

"I want to know."

Zhang Yuru pretends to be thinking.

"...You are well-educated, can take care of people, are honest, responsible, and can give me a sense of security... Anyway, it's good."

Looking at his girlfriend's lovely smile at her, Feng Yi suddenly felt a little guilty.

After all, he has concealed something about his family background.

"If one day, the real me and you don't know each other very much, what will happen to you?"

Feng Yi pretended to ask casually.

"The real you?"

Zhang Yuru frowned and looked at him strangely, "What does it mean?"

"...For example, I am not just an ordinary civil servant, but a second-generation official, a second-generation rich, or something like that..."

Feng Yi carefully observed his girlfriend's reaction.

"The second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people?"

Zhang Yuru was stunned for a moment, then laughed and glanced at her boyfriend with a charming look.

"I still hope you are so that my second aunt won't talk so much."

"Really?"

Feng Yi became excited in an instant.

"Really."

Zhang Yuru nodded, thinking that her boyfriend's reaction was too interesting, and joked: "Look at how you look like? Do you really think you are the prince?"

Feng Yi didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he could only smile foolishly.

"Don't think about it irrelevantly. When will I take me to see your dad? If I delay for another year or two, I will become old and ugly. When are you going to take me to see your family?"

Zhang Yuru acted coquettishly and asked her boyfriend that if she hadn't decided, she wouldn't have done this with the girl's reserve.

"It will take another year or two, and it will only be twenty-four or five years. How can it be considered a selves?"

Feng Yi subconsciously said.

"What do you mean? Don't want to take me to meet my family?"

Zhang Yuru stopped and was unhappy.

Feng Yi was stunned and realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly made up for it. He smiled and said, "How is it possible? My dad will come to Kyoto in a while, and you will see it when the time comes."

“It’s almost the same.”

Zhang Yuru, who pretended to be angry, immediately smiled and held her boyfriend's arm.

Compared to Zhang Yuru, who was full of happiness and sweetness, Feng Yi was in a mess at this time, worried about whether to reveal the truth. After thinking about it, he decided to reveal it bit by bit, and try to avoid causing too much spiritual impact on his girlfriend.

"Do you want to go to my further study place?"

"Think of it."

Zhang Yuru nodded casually.

Feng Yizhan took a taxi and began to lay the groundwork for the future.

Forty minutes later, a taxi took Feng Yi and Zhang Yuru to the edge of the North Fifth Ring Road.

Zhang Yuru, who got off the bus, stared at the simplicity and solemn door, was a little stunned.

In front of the guard booth at the gate, the guards with live ammunition stood upright like javelins, which discouraged passers-by. On the lawn inside the gate, a huge stone stood with six large gilded characters engraved.

“…This is really where you learn?”

Feng Yi, who thought his girlfriend had seen something, was nervous and nodded slowly.

"It feels quite tall."

Zhang Yuru made such an evaluation of this highest institution for cultivating cadres.

Feng Yi was stunned and then laughed and cried.

It was a false alarm.

Looking at his "innocent" girlfriend, his lips moved and wanted to explain, but in the end he held back and said, "I'll take you in and take a walk."

Zhang Yuru, who was not interested in the political officialdom and could not even tell the size of the military rank, obviously did not know what this highest institution meant. She followed Feng Yi to the post office, showed her ID and registered.

On weekends, the school allows relatives to visit the school, but the number of people visiting the same student must not exceed two, and strict registration and identity information review must be carried out.

After a series of tossing and causing trouble, Zhang Yuru, who didn't think anything was originally curious and became nervous.

Although it is not clear who is attending this school, a series of complicated procedures silently reminded her that it seems that this place is not something that ordinary people can come.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!