I became a god after resigning

Chapter 16
"Blue Lagoon"

Song Ci glanced at the list in his hand, and turned the handlebar again.

But just before I rode for a while, I heard a voice next to me shouting: "Why are you riding a bicycle, pull over, and you will be fined."

Song Ci looked back at the traffic policeman who stopped him, and said happily, "Old Wu, are you on duty today?"

Old Wu's real name is Wu Xiaojun, a former colleague of Song Ci, but he is actually not very old, one year younger than Song Ci.

But because of his old-fashioned appearance, everyone called him Lao Wu, and finally got used to it, and everyone called him Lao Wu.

"Yes, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Song Ci pointed to the yellow jacket on his body.

"You talk about you...well, let's not talk about you. When are you free? I'll call Xiaodan and let's get together."

Xiao Dan is another former colleague of Song Ci. In the past, the three of them had a good time and often drank together.

"This Saturday, I'll contact you then." Song Ci thought for a while and said.

"Then it's settled. When I go back, I'll tell Xiao Dan not to let us go."

"That's impossible, I don't have a wife now, and I'm free." Song Ci said with a smile.

Hearing this, Old Wu patted Song Ci's shoulder lightly and said, "Go ahead, I'm still on duty. When we meet, let's have a good chat."

"Row."

Song Ci was not pretentious, turned the handlebar again and rushed out.

Looking at Song Ci's leaving back, Old Wu sighed. Although Song Ci said it easily, he could tell that Song Ci had not recovered from the accident.

Blue Lake Villa itself is a high-end community, but it is a bit old, and Jiangzhou City is developing too fast now, so Blue Lake Villa has not fallen.

However, the green environment in the community is still very good, and many parents are playing downstairs with their children.

Song Ci delivered the meal, and as soon as he came out of the corridor, he suddenly saw a fat orange blocking in front of him.

"Meow."

Fat Orange stared at him with a pair of icy eyes, and called out coldly, as if greeting him.

Song Ci froze for a moment, then...

"Meow."

Fat Orange: ...

After Song Ci blurted out the words, he felt so stupid. Fortunately, there was no one around, so he smiled awkwardly, walked around Fat Ju and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Fat Ju jumped nimbly and stopped in front of him again.

"Meow, meow..."

This time, Fat Ju not only yelled a few times, but also waved his paw at him.

"You let me follow you?" Song Ci asked in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Fat Orange actually nodded.

Song Ci hesitated a little and followed.

The area of ​​Blue Lake Villa is not small, and there are many residents, so the community not only has its own supermarket, but also a square, a fitness area and a court.

It was already 07:30 at this time, and everyone basically had dinner, so many aunts gathered in the community square and were dancing in the square.

And Fat Orange led Song Ci to the square.

"Meow..."

Fat Orange jumped straight to a bench next to it. There was a canvas satchel on the bench, and an old man was sitting beside him, but the old man's eyes were on a group of aunts dancing in the square in front of him.

Fat Ju squatted on the canvas bag, presumably it belonged to its owner.

"Meow, meow..."

Fat Orange yelled at Song Ci twice again, and its barking caught the attention of the old man next to him, who turned his head to look at Song Ci.

But his eyes only stayed on Song Ci for a moment, then turned his head away without paying attention.

"Old man, is this your cat?" Song Ci asked.

Hearing this, the old man turned his head and looked around. Seeing that there was no other person around, he asked Song Ci with a look of surprise, "Are you talking to me?"

"Otherwise?" Song Ci spread his hands and said.

At this time, he also realized that the old man in front of him might not be human.

The next time I get the wish value, I must grant the ability to distinguish between people and ghosts, but this seems a bit wasteful, so what can I do if I distinguish?
"Can you really see me?"

The old man stood up excitedly, his face beaming with joy.

"Not only can I see you, but I can also talk to you." Song Ci said a witty remark, and sat down on the bench.

"Are you a Taoist priest or a mage?" the old man asked respectfully.

"Neither, I'm just a delivery man." Song Ci pointed to the yellow jacket on his body.

But obviously the old man didn't believe this, it was just that he didn't want to reveal his identity. After all, today's society is not very friendly to these gods and gods.

Seeing the old man's hesitant appearance, Song Ci took the initiative to ask: "Is this orange cat raised by you? It is very spiritual. It led me here. There must be something that needs my help."

The old man shook his head, pointed to the dancing crowd opposite and said, "No, this cat is raised by her."

Song Ci looked in the direction of his finger, passed through the crowd, and landed on an old woman in a wheelchair.

It turned out that the old man was not looking at the group of dancing aunts just now, but the old woman in the wheelchair opposite.

The old lady was plainly dressed, with thinning hair, a round face and a fat body, with an innocent smile on her face. She looked at the crowd with a smile and clapped her hands from time to time, as if she wanted to stand up and dance with everyone.

"She... is my lover." The old man whispered.

But Song Ci could hear the hesitation in his words, so he turned to look at him.

The old man was thin and slightly hunchbacked, with deep cheeks, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Even now that his cheeks are thin and his eyebrows are white and his eyes are cloudy, he can still see the beauty of his youth.

Seeing Song Ci looking at him, the old man rarely showed a trace of embarrassment.

"She was my first love." The old man explained.

"sit."

Song Ci patted the empty seat next to him, he wanted to hear the story of the old man.

"Thank you."

The old man was still very respectful to Song Ci, but he still sat down next to Song Ci.

"I met her when we went to the countryside..." the old man told his story.

The old man's name is Liao Weimin, and the grandma sitting in a wheelchair opposite her is called Sun Cuicui.

When Liao Weimin was young, he was sent to the village where Sun Cuicui lived just in time for his trip to the countryside.

At that time, the countryside was very poor, and some families even wore a pair of trousers.

However, Liao Weimin, who came from a very good family background, had never suffered such hardships. He couldn't hold on within a few days, and even secretly wanted to run back to the city.

But the villagers who were discovered were taken back and criticized and educated.

After a few times, Liao Weimin also resigned to his fate, worked hard to earn work points, and felt at ease. The villagers gradually gave up their vigilance and accepted him.

It was also at this time that he met Sun Cuicui.

Sun Cuicui's family conditions are not good. There are five members of her family. Sun Cuicui is the second child. Her father died early, her mother was ill in bed, and her younger siblings are still young. The whole family relies on Sun Cuicui and his elder brother for support.

Sun Cuicui works hard, treats people warmly, and is pure and simple. It can be said that she is the representative of rural girls in Daxia.

A young and ugly girl, not to mention Sun Cuicui is not ugly, naturally attracted the attention of many boys of the same age, including Liao Weimin.

Liao Weimin was also at the age of throbbing youth, and fell in love with this simple girl after a while.

And Liao Weimin's different style of conversation and knowledge from the rural people also deeply attracted Sun Cuicui.

Rural people have a simple idea, the man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, and both parties are in love with each other, so once the sum is made, let the two live together.

Invite the villagers to have a meal and be a witness, even if you have officially become a family.

After the two got married, their lives were prosperous, and they gave birth to a daughter in the second year.

But this kind of life has only passed five years, and the policy has changed to allow educated youths to return to their hometowns.

(End of this chapter)