Chapter 75 Fang Meng

Bai Nuo plans to finish all the housework today, then tidy up for another day tomorrow. She'll start working the day after tomorrow, but she doesn't know what she'll be doing yet. It's probably better not to leave any housework behind.

Anyway, she had enough materials, and with the front and back doors closed, no one would know when she had made all these things.

Next, Bai Nuo picked out a piece of walnut wood and started making a drying rack.

At the same time, Fang Meng, who had just arrived at the single dormitory in the county government compound, pushed open the door of An Yun's single dormitory.

"I mean, is it really necessary? Anyone who didn't know better would think that's your wife. What time is it and you've already come all this way?"

An Yun watched speechlessly as the tall figure entered her dormitory and went back to his own home.

The man was about 1.9 meters tall, with a tall and strong build, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He had the standard inverted triangle body shape: he looked slim in clothes but muscular when undressed.

With a buzz cut, long and narrow almond-shaped eyes, a high nose bridge, deep-set features, and slightly thin lips with a sexy and attractive shape, a man with such an appearance should, in theory, have a mature and steady temperament, or perhaps a cold and arrogant one.

However, the young man's demeanor was a mix of roguishness and a fierce, bandit-like air. In addition, his once fair skin had been tanned into a hard bronze color over the years, completely ruining the noble young master image he once had.

An Yun hadn't seen his childhood best friend for several years. If they hadn't introduced themselves when they met recently, he probably wouldn't have recognized him on the street.

This change is too drastic.

Fang Meng didn't stand on ceremony at all. He pulled out a chair by the bed, sat down, raised an eyebrow, and tapped his wristwatch: "Hey Secretary An, it's already 7:30 in the morning, and you're still leisurely eating breakfast here. Let me tell you, if you don't sort out that girl's matter, my older brother will be the one coming after you. Don't say I didn't save you then."

After Fang Meng finished speaking, he remembered what he had just said and rolled his eyes with a look of disgust: "Do you think everyone is like you? That little brat is only sixteen years old. Do I look like an animal to you?"

"You're only eighteen, isn't that perfect! And what do you mean by 'like me'? It's like I have a little wife! You conjured her up!" An Yun gritted her teeth in anger. Outsiders always said that he had a refined and gentle demeanor and never showed any emotion.

That's because they didn't know he had a despicable childhood friend who was so bad that even a saint would be furious to see him.

"Wait a minute, what's the relationship between this young educated youth and your older brother? Holy crap, could it be you..."

"If you want to get beaten up, just say so. I'll call my older brother as soon as I leave." Fang Meng curled his lips speechlessly. This guy really dares to say anything. And this guy is the county government's treasure?

Is the Fuxing County government beyond saving?

Fang Meng suddenly thought of the other person who went to see him last night. He sighed and couldn't help but press his temples. How come that old man also had a relationship with that little brat? This forced him to get involved.

"Hurry up, or your great-uncle will come first, even before my older brother arrives."

"What, does this involve my great-uncle?" An Yun was genuinely shocked.

His great-uncle was working diligently as a gatekeeper at a scrap metal yard, refusing to return to Beijing no matter what. How could he possibly know a young educated youth who had come to the countryside, and that educated youth... seemed to be from Shanghai?

Speaking of that little old man, An Yun gets a headache. He's practically the living ancestor of his family, incredibly willful and impossible to control, unless his mother comes and sits on the ground crying, but...

His mother would beat him until he was sitting on the ground crying, but she herself would never do such a shameful thing.

Fang Meng looked at An Yun with rare tenderness and sighed softly, a sigh that made An Yun's heart flutter.

"No, who exactly is that educated youth? You called right after the incident yesterday, and I rushed over to get him out. I even went straight to Zhuo Er from the Pavilion Association. You know that old guy is not easy to deal with. Now that things have turned out like this, all the plans have to be moved up. I have to go back to the office later to appease that old fox, my teacher. You know how tired I am?"

Fang Meng frowned as he thought of that little brat: "I don't know either. My older brother only gave me a message, saying that he wanted me to take care of her like a younger sister, or he would beat me up. Yesterday, your great-uncle suddenly sent me another message, telling me to go and get her out, but I still haven't seen her."

"...So this is all your work, and you just turned around and dumped it on me." An Yun clenched his fists in anger. If he hadn't never done any literary or martial arts since he was a child, he would have definitely rushed up to her.

Fang Meng frowned slightly in disdain as he looked at An Yun: "How much did you pay to get that 'little fox' title in the county government? If I could handle this matter openly, why would I bother coming to you for help? I'm just a sent-down youth now, what can I possibly manage?"

"..." An Yun suddenly fell silent, speechless as she looked at the shameless rogue opposite her.

Although they had been separated for so many years, their relationship had never changed. However, An Yun knew very little about what happened after he went to the army at the age of thirteen, and she had no idea how he became a sent-down youth.

However, having grown up in the heart of the regime, An Yun knew very well what questions she should and should not ask.

"Alright, I understand. Don't worry. I'll make the preparations and act as soon as possible. By then, neither Zhuo'er nor the Deng family will have the mind to cause trouble for that young educated youth."

Fang Meng nodded in satisfaction. However, he should go back to the Qishui Brigade soon. After all, he was someone entrusted by his elder brother and Grandpa Yu, and he had to go back and acknowledge them.

"Alright, I'm off then. If you need anything, pass on the message to Qishui Brigade. I should be in the village most of the time. Also, don't go looking for your great-uncle. If you bump into him on the street, just pretend you don't know him. Just be a good office secretary and live a peaceful life."

An Yun couldn't help but smile as she watched her friend, who had shown a rare moment of conscience, begin to give her advice.

This kid is only eighteen, three years younger than me. He used to spend all his time in the compound teasing cats and dogs, climbing trees and smashing windows. There wasn't a single person in the compound who hadn't been messed with by him. Now he seems so calm and collected.

He did a good job as a soldier. Although I don't know why he became an educated youth, he's much more pleasing to the eye than before.

"Alright, do I need you to remind me of my brother? Don't worry. You should be more careful since you're in the brigade. Don't force yourself to work in that field if you can't. Just say so if you need money."

Fang Meng curled the corners of her lips into a slight smile, chuckled, turned around, and waved her hand as she opened the door: "I know, Jade-Faced Fox!"

"...Damn it, I'm telling you, forget this nickname, forget it, you hear me!"

Unfortunately, by the time he chased after him, he couldn't even see his back anymore, and he could only grit his teeth in frustration.

Meanwhile, Bai Nuo, looking at the completed two-tiered drying rack, nodded in satisfaction. Finally, he applied a layer of anti-corrosion unsaturated resin coating and placed it against the left wall to air out.