The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 132 The Beautiful and Chaotic Night After the Wedding

Qian Jin was speechless.

However, it turned out to be a good thing by accident, as it helped him establish prestige at work.

The sea breeze swept across the fishing dock, carrying a salty, fishy smell that swirled and enveloped the workers.

It was very cold, but the workers were sweating profusely from their work.

Qian Jin was directing the loaders to move the goods when Liu Jinshan ran up to him, looking at him with awe: "Reporting to Captain Qian, Minister Yang is here!"

Qian Jin asked, "What is it?"

Liu Jinshan quickly said, "I don't know, please ask Captain Qian to receive them."

Qian Jin looked at him, completely at a loss for words.

'Small'...

They've even come up with this nickname!
Liu Jinshan is now treating him like an ancestor, which makes him very unhappy, because he originally wanted to teach Liu Jinshan a lesson!

He didn't deal with Liu Jinshan for two reasons: first, he lacked strong evidence; second, he wanted to use Liu Jinshan, the deputy captain, to help him stabilize the team, and then discard him once the team was completely stable.

As a result, Liu Jinshan now acts like his lackey everywhere, making it difficult for him to make a move.

As the old saying goes, one should not kill the watchdog, eat the oxen that plow the fields, or abandon one's wife.

Qian Jin was also puzzled as to why Yang Shengzhang had come to Jiagang.

He's been coming here far too often since he took office.

In the past, Yang Shengzhang might have gone to the grassroots level every two or three days, but because there are so many transport and handling teams, he only went to each brigade once a month after traveling around the entire Haibin City.

I've come here three or four times already.

However, after thinking about it, he realized there were reasons for everything.

The first time I came to Jiagang was to appoint him; the second time was to discipline him; the third time was to deal with those who violated laws and regulations; and the fourth time was to help him establish his authority while also checking on the progress of resolving the squeeze issue.

This is my fifth time here.

Qian went to find his jeep, and kept going until he reached the warehouse entrance, where he saw him talking to the students.

This made his heart tighten.

It might not be a good thing!
Who knows what those students might say? Besides, letting outsiders into the restricted warehouse area is a violation of regulations.

Most importantly, the moving team allowed civilian laborers to participate in the work without his consent, which is a dangerous violation of discipline.

Qian Jin's previous concerns applied more to Yang Shengzhang: what if a student got injured? If the accountability process went to higher-level leaders, he, as the person in charge, would be extremely wronged!
Upon seeing Qian Jin arrive, Yang Shengzhang's warm expression vanished:

"What, another group of students? It's a good thing you knew to have someone report to me, otherwise I wouldn't have known I suddenly had sixty-six more soldiers under my command!"

Qian Jin thought about it and realized that Wei Xiongtu must have called to report the matter on his behalf.

He offered a wry smile as he tried to explain.

Yang Shengzhang waved his hand: "Xiao Wei already said it on the phone. These students are full of enthusiasm, which is good, but society is a big machine. Everyone has their own role and needs to follow instructions."

Qian Jin stood ramrod straight and nodded in agreement.

Yang Shengzhang patted him on the shoulder again: "But your organizational and leadership skills are really good. These students admire you very much."

Qian Jin said, "They are very simple-minded. They will be good to whoever is good to them."

“I organized a study room to help them, and after they finished their college entrance exams, they insisted on helping me. I couldn’t refuse, it was very frustrating.”

"But boss, you're busy with your work. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on them and make sure they don't cause any trouble."

Yang Shengzhang nodded: "Yes, I'm not worried about that. If you don't even have this ability, I wouldn't feel comfortable handing over the Jiagang Brigade to you."

"Besides, I didn't come here because of them. President Wei called me to praise you, and you're in the newspaper again."

As he spoke, he handed Qian Jin a copy of the "Seaside Daily".

The daily newspaper did a special feature on the college entrance examination this month, and today's feature is related to Qian Jin.

Or to put it bluntly, he occupied half the country.

One story is about the organization that set up the Taishan Road Study Room. This story was probably written by the newspaper after interviewing the neighborhood committee. Although it mentioned the neighborhood committee, it was only briefly, and the article mainly focused on the neighborhood committee.

The second one specifically named him, mentioning that he had contacted a car fleet to set up service cars for the college entrance examination over two days.

Many students and parents wrote thank-you letters to the newspaper, strongly requesting that the newspaper report on this matter.

In particular, the fact that the convoy repeatedly transported candidates who went to the wrong examination venue was praised by the newspaper as a demonstration of Haibin's "responding to the central government's call and learning from the spirit of Ma Fu".

Ma Fu is now a star in the transportation system. Before liberation, this veteran made a living by pushing a wheelbarrow. In 1949, he became a cart worker at the city's transportation company.

Since 1953, he has been recognized as an advanced worker every year. This year, he attended the National Conference on Learning from Daqing in Industry and was awarded the title of National Advanced Worker by the state.

Qian Jin glanced at the newspaper and said, "I really didn't expect this to make the news."

Yang Shengzhang said, "I believe that. Otherwise, you should have suggested that our warehousing and transportation department send vehicles to pick up and drop off the examinees."

That's exactly the case.

Qian Jin also explained to him that he had actually planned to suggest that the ministry organize such an activity, but recently the ministry's anti-corruption campaign had been in full swing and Yang Shengzhang was too busy, so he put the matter aside.

Yang Shengzhang said, "No need for further explanation, I understand your thoughts, and you did a good job."

"As the ancients said, 'If you do good with good intentions, you will not be rewarded.' You did so many good deeds unintentionally, not to gain merit or attention. This is especially rare. President Wei specifically praised you on the phone."

Qian Jin immediately replied, "It's all thanks to your guidance, leader."

Yang Shengzhang snorted: "Don't give me that. Alright, I'm here to talk to you and find out what's really going on with this report."

"Now that I understand, I have to go back. You keep a close eye on these students and make sure they don't do anything wrong with their good intentions!"

Qian Jin immediately promised that he would not go to the front line anymore and would stay here to protect the students.

The students weren't good at moving things, but they did a great job verifying product information and compiling statistics.

In addition, their responsibility for moving the goods to the warehouse greatly freed up the labor force of the porters.

What might not have been finished in a morning was accomplished in a quick burst of work, and the workers were able to leave half an hour early.

Qian Jin could also go to find Wei Qinghuan half an hour earlier.

Seeing him get on his bike and about to leave, Wei Xiongtu called out to him, "Hey, Captain Qian, where are you going at noon?"

Qian Jin turned around and smiled: "The Buddha said it cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken."

Wei Xiongtu asked, "What about the students? What should we do?"

Qian Jin waved his hand: "After you compile the list, let them go home first. Tell them I'll go to their workplace to have a medal made for them. Everyone will have a labor medal later."

This issue also needs to be resolved by the online store.

He remembered seeing retro labor certificates while browsing products; they were simple but beautifully designed, and would definitely appeal to the aesthetics of young people in this era.

He picked up Wei Qinghuan and took her back to the guesthouse under the pretext of having a meal.

Wei Qinghuan genuinely believed he was taking her out to dinner, and since she liked the guesthouse's ambiance, she happily returned to her room.

The room was spotless, the bed was made neatly again, and the bathroom was sparkling clean.

Wei Qinghuan sighed, "We should have tidied up a bit before we left, instead of adding to the waiters' workload—you! Weren't you here to eat?!"

"Let's eat, let's eat!" Qian Jin hurriedly picked her up.

Then he seized the opportunity to do something else at noon.

Wei Qinghuan had to ask for leave in the afternoon.

She felt unwell in the morning, and after going through another ordeal at noon, she felt even worse.

The Baisha Park Guesthouse was of a very high standard, with a telephone in every room. Wei Qinghuan used the bedside phone to call the vice principal in charge of attendance.

After the college entrance examination, the night school for people's students had very little work, and during the day it was almost the same as before, with basically no students coming to study.

After taking leave, she leaned against the headboard and glared at Qian Jin.

Qian Jin explained, "Actually, I'm in pain too, but I can't help it. That's how we capitalists' descendants are; we're easily controlled by our desires..."

The sound of an accordion drifted downstairs.

A girl wearing a navy wool coat was playing "Katyusha" in the courtyard.

The melodious piano music soothed Wei Qinghuan's anger. She leaned out the window and looked down, deeply captivated by the girl's graceful demeanor as she played music in the sunlight.

"I've always wanted to learn from you!"

She turned around in alarm.

Qian Jin supported her waist from behind and said, "Don't turn around, I'm just giving you a hug."

Wei Qinghuan didn't believe him at all, and after forcefully pushing him away, she had no choice but to resort to threats:
"How can you have so little self-control? If you keep doing this, I'm not staying here tonight, I'm going home."

Qian Jin glanced at the time and said dejectedly:
"I just wanted to hug you. By the way, what do you want to learn? How about the guzheng? Or the pipa? These two instruments best suit your classical beauty and temperament."

The topic was successfully transferred.

Wei Qing asked happily, "Do I have the temperament of classical beauty? But people have always said that I look like a vixen."

Qian Jin said, "Then let's learn Western musical instruments, like the violin?"

Wei Qinghuan shook her head: "I think I'll learn the harmonica instead. Other musical instruments are hard to find!"

Qian Jin didn't know how to respond at first.

Because the gold box was still a bit small, it couldn't even buy a violin, let alone a piano or a guzheng.

He secretly resolved to save money as soon as possible to buy a larger box, and if all else failed, he would sell the old ginseng, so that he could quickly gather two kilograms of gold.

When he got to work in the afternoon, he asked Liu Jinshan, Wang Hao, and others, "Do you have any connections to buy musical instruments?"

Liu Jinshan said enthusiastically, "Sir, I have several musical instruments at home."

"Harmonica, flute, xiao, erhu, you name it!"

Qian Jin's heart skipped a beat.

Having a female teacher learn to play the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute) is a good choice.

Young women playing the flute are always very charming and beautiful.

He was intrigued, but cautious: "Why do you have so many musical instruments at home?"

Liu Jinshan's eyes darted around.

Qian Jin immediately shouted, "Tell me the truth! Otherwise, if the leaders want to deal with you later, I won't speak up for you. I can't help someone who doesn't tell me the truth; it could get me into trouble!"

Seeing this, Liu Jinshan had no choice but to tell the truth: "Actually, my family doesn't have these musical instruments, but there is a music teacher in our neighborhood named Lao Gu. He is a master craftsman who can make musical instruments, and he has kept some musical instruments at home."

“I can buy musical instruments from his house, or to be honest, if I wanted to buy them from Captain Qian, he would most likely refuse to take the money, because I did him a big favor in 66.”

"That year, some young punks insisted that his family's musical instruments were 'Four Olds' and wanted to be taken away. Old Gu was furious and was willing to fight them to protect the instruments."

“I had just started working at the Jiagang Brigade, so I helped him move his instruments to a warehouse that night. From then on, Lao Gu treated me with great respect and offered to give me or my children instruments many times.”

"But I didn't want that damn thing... no, anyway, I don't like musical instruments, so I didn't take it..."

Qian Jin nodded in realization: "You've done this kind of good deed before?"

Liu Jinshan said weakly, "Captain Qian, I'm not a bad guy. I really had no other choice but to cheat you back then."

“That scoundrel surnamed Song threatened me: either I oust you from power, or he puts me in jail!”

"I am truly sorry. I realize my mistake. Please give me a chance to make amends..."

"Alright, alright, I understand everything. Take me to visit Master Gu's house when you have time," Qian Jin interrupted his confession.

He didn't believe this guy was really repenting.

It's simply that he has no choice but to bow down now that he's in power.

If this guy gets hold of something on me, he'll definitely take me down immediately. Liu Jinshan is that kind of person!
But Qian Jin would rather use someone like that than Wang Hao. Wang Hao always kept a low profile. Such a person seemed harmless, but upon closer examination, he could easily send chills down one's spine.

Liu Jinshan seized the opportunity to show off, saying, "Captain Qian, why not do it today, tonight..."

"Not tonight." Qian Jin smiled.

After get off work that evening, he went to a state-run restaurant and brought back a few lunchboxes to his room.
"I asked my brother to cook a few dishes for you: stir-fried bok choy with tofu, braised pork ribs with potatoes, steamed shrimp with garlic and vermicelli, and I also made you a yam and lean pork porridge. All of them are dishes you like and that aren't greasy."

Looking at the delicious-looking dishes in the lunchbox, Wei Qinghuan felt both happy and distressed: "Don't waste food like this, we need to make a living."

"We'll have to raise children in the future, and raising children will cost money."

Qian Jin said, "This is neither a waste nor cost any money. When Brother Guan found out that we got married, he insisted on cooking some good dishes for you."

"In addition, they also made two dishes for me."

Stir-fried pork kidneys with chives, and beef tripe with cumin.

Wei Qinghuan watched him eat heartily and found it strange: "This stuff has a fishy smell. I didn't know you liked this."

"I didn't dare to like it before, but I will like it now," Qian Jin explained, taking another sip of Cistanche deserticola kidney-tonifying tea.

It gets dark early in winter.

After the two finished their meal, it was already dark.

Qian Jin stopped Wei Qinghuan from packing the lunchbox: "Go take a shower, I'll pack it up."

Wei Qinghuan hesitated: "Another...another bath? So early?"

Qian Jin said, "Don't overthink it. I'm letting you take a bath so you can change into new clothes."

"Didn't I tell you last night? I asked someone to bring you two sets of clothes. You wore one yesterday, and I went back today to get the other one."

"Try it on later, this outfit is different, it's warm and beautiful."

Upon hearing that she would have new clothes, Wei Qinghuan's eyes crinkled into crescent moons with joy, but she still pretended to be reluctant and said:

"You always spend money recklessly. From now on, you have to ask me before buying me anything. You're not allowed to buy things on a whim anymore!"

After a while, the female teacher's soft voice came from the bathroom: "These clothes, these clothes, are they two pieces?"

Qian Jin said, "I don't know, I asked someone to buy it for me. They said it's the style that female overseas Chinese like the most right now."

The door opened, and Wei Qinghuan walked out gracefully.

She was wearing a large, thick pink bathrobe. She put her hands in her pockets and said with a grin, "Look, there are little animal patterns on it, how cute!"

Qian Jin revealed a malicious smile: "No need to turn off the lights this time?"

Wei Qinghuan casually said, "We're an old married couple, of course there's no need to turn off the lights."

The warm yellow wall lamp cast a shadow of her on the carpet, and her large bathrobe concealed her alluring figure.

She walked across the carpet, the hem of her robe brushing against the warm yellow light like ripples.

Her black hair was damp, and her gentle eyes were slightly moist.

Qian Jin's smile deepened: "Then take off your outer robe and let me see if you have another one underneath?"

The female teacher quickly crossed her arms over her chest, her cheeks flushed: "I wasn't wearing anything underneath."

Qian Jin jumped up.

"I did wear it, I was just lying," Wei Qinghuan hurriedly explained.

Qian Jin looked behind her in surprise, pointed and asked, "What's that?!"

Wei Qinghuan quickly turned around and stood to the side.

Qian Jin pulled, and the silk ribbon around her waist was immediately untied. Her clothes slid down from her shoulders to her waist. Wei Qinghuan exclaimed in surprise and quickly turned around, her hands trembling slightly as she covered her chest.

A large hand grabbed her wrist:
"Turn around so I can see."

Qian Jin's voice began to stir.

Knowing she had nowhere to escape, the female teacher timidly twisted her waist.

As she turned, the hem of her robe fluttered, revealing her plump, fair thighs.

Qian Jin's fingers touched the tie of the bathrobe, and Wei Qinghuan's delicate body trembled, revealing the camisole underneath.

She used flower petal essential oil in her bath water again today, so her fresh scent was even stronger than yesterday.

Qian Jin took a deep breath, and with a flick of his fingers, the thick outer layer of her nightgown slipped off her body and fell to the ground.

Its movement is gentle, like the sea receding from the rocks at the receding tide on Silver Beach.

Qian Jin hugged her, took a deep breath, and asked, "We've been married for so long, are you still afraid of me?"

Wei Qinghuan's earlobes turned red. She pinched the other person's arm and whispered, "I'm afraid of pain, it hurts so much."

Then she said in an even lower voice, "Be gentle and slow tonight."

The old grandfather clock chimed.

Wei Qinghuan closed her eyes and felt a spinning sensation. When she opened them again, she was surrounded by soft, cloud-like material.

Strands of hair draped over the carved bedposts, glistening with a moist sheen in the soft light.

Qian Jin began to skim the surface...

"Boom boom boom!"

The sudden knocking startled the two.

The enchanting atmosphere of the room vanished.

Wei Qinghuan quickly curled up, like waves crashing backward as the tide receded, her silver necklace being tossed around and becoming a mess.

This made Qian Jin very angry. Why was someone knocking on the door at this hour?
Then he listened carefully and realized it was still a three-short-one-long rhythm!

Wei Qinghuan crawled under the covers. She had practiced this when she took care of Qian Jin last time, so she was very skilled this time.

Qian Jin had no choice but to get dressed: "Coming, coming, what's up?"

"Kunlun Mountain Road Police Station, for the revolution, night patrol!" A strong voice came from outside the door.

Qian Jin looked out through the crack in the door and saw three swaying beams of light and a familiar red armband.

Who would have thought he'd encounter something like this?
So he didn't wear his red armband.

Having no other option, he had to open the door.

The lead security guard was wearing a faded green cotton-padded jacket, and the content on his armband was the same as that of the security task force he was familiar with, except that the area had been changed from Taishan Road to Kunlunshan Road.

The leader was a middle-aged man whose hawk-like gaze swept across the messy bed, finally settling on the fingernail scratches on Qian Jin's chest and neck:
"Comrade, our investigation today has revealed that young men and women have moved in here. Please show us your letters of introduction, marriage certificates, and household registration books!"

Qian Jin's back instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

I was in a rush to check in yesterday.

Where did we put our marriage certificate after we got it?

He rushed back and opened his bag and purse to search.

Not found!

The security team members exchanged glances, the leader nodded, and a young man said, "I'll have the captain come up right away."

Wei Qinghuan coughed softly, and her snow-white arm emerged from under the covers, her slender fingers pointing towards the desk drawer.

Qian Jin breathed a sigh of relief as he opened the package. The marriage certificate, wrapped in red silk, lay neatly next to a box of face cream, with the words "Marriage Autonomy" clearly visible above it.

"You just got your certificates yesterday?" The security team member looked surprised after checking the time. "Why aren't you going home? Oh well, I understand."

Just then, a thumping sound rang out, and someone hurried upstairs again.

The leader was not a member of the security task force, but a regular member of the security team.

Before anyone even got close, he asked sternly, "No marriage certificate? Anyone without a marriage certificate will be taken away for hooliganism, regardless of their identity—uh, Mr. Qian?"

Qian Jin scratched his head.

The man opposite him was a man in his forties, but he didn't know him at all.

The other person took off his cotton hat, revealing a receding hairline: "At the anti-smuggling training class a few days ago, you talked about the three checks and three screenings, as well as the eighteen methods of disguise and smuggling, right?"

Qian Jin understood; these were trainees from an anti-smuggling training course jointly organized by the port authority, customs, and public security bureau.

The security guard was quite helpless: "How could you do such a thing? Teacher Qian, I'm afraid..."

"Ahem, Captain, they have a marriage certificate," the security guard explained awkwardly.

The security guard was even more embarrassed: "Damn it! Why did you call me up here when he has his ID? Is there a problem with his household registration and letter of introduction?"

"That's alright, as long as we have a marriage certificate, everything will be fine. This is our own comrade, someone we can trust."

Qian Jin proactively explained the situation: "All the documents are in order; it was just a misunderstanding because I couldn't find them just now."

"But we haven't verified the identities of the women inside yet," a commando member said responsibly.

The security guard laughed and said, "No need to verify, they're all asleep. Besides, just look at the time and you'll know that Teacher Qian isn't messing around. They're a couple who just got their marriage certificate yesterday."

Qian Jin didn't want to waste time, so he explained, "Yes, there are a lot of people in my family, you know how it is."

The security team members saluted in preparation for leaving, and Qian Jin returned the salute.

But in the end, he couldn't help but ask, "You inspect guesthouses of such a high level?"

"The checks are even stricter, and we often catch high-ranking officials from various units using business trips as an excuse to harass their subordinates," the security officer said impartially.

"Also, I wish Professor Qian a speedy birth of his son!"

Suppressed laughter came from under the covers.

Qian Jin was very embarrassed.

He waved goodbye to the four of them, and by the time the footsteps disappeared down the spiral staircase, Wei Qinghuan had already collapsed laughing onto the carved bed.

When Qian Jin came back, she kicked him with her foot: "You're always in such a hurry to do bad things. Luckily, it was someone you knew. What if it had been a stranger and they insisted on coming in to check my identity?"

The lights danced with the toes, and the delicate nails shimmered with a subtle iridescent glow.

Qian Jin took a deep breath and lunged forward like a Filipino diver.

Wei Qinghuan closed her eyes and reached out to grab the pillow.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly there was another knock on the door.

Qian Jin jumped up like a startled bird.

Wei Qinghuan kicked him away and crawled back into the blankets like a little mouse returning to its hole.

"Who is it again?" Qian Jin asked anxiously.

The security guard's voice could be heard outside:

"Teacher Qian, I'm sorry to have bothered you earlier. I didn't know you had just gotten married, and I didn't bring any gifts, so I ordered you a late-night snack. Please enjoy it with your wife."

Qian Jin strained to stop himself from lifting his weapon, opened the door, and went to thank him.

Wait until he closes the door and comes back.

Wei Qinghuan threw back the covers and laughed heartily: "Who knows when someone will bring us midnight snacks later!"

Qian Jin declared fiercely, "I'll have even more energy after eating a midnight snack!"

Wei Qinghuan stopped laughing.

She blinked, covered her mouth with the blanket, and said something persuadingly:
"You need to save your energy for your work. Don't get too caught up in this; it's not good for you, and it's bad for your health..."

(End of this chapter)