The Space-Time Boss: 1970s Revolution

Chapter 72: The Photos

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiao raised her eyebrows slightly. "What do you expect? You see the real thing every day, so why are you still curious about photos?"

Recalling the old camera she saw when the pictures were taken, she wasn't very excited about the photos.

"That's true," Fu Sui nodded with a smile. He glanced at her and said, "Sister, you must write to me often in the future. I'm planning to come back with Fu Yu for the winter break this year."

Fu Xiao looked up. "You haven't come back for New Year's in the past few years..."

He waved his hand dismissively. "That's because Xiao Yu's health was too poor. My mom didn't dare to let him travel long distances. But it's different now; he's fully recovered. Oh, and you wouldn't believe it—I recently noticed that kid seems to have grown taller..."

He spit out the licorice in his mouth and continued talking to himself, "You have no idea how boring New Year's is in the northwest. It's not fun at all. There are cousins all over my uncle's house, and they all love sticking to me. I'm telling you, every New Year's, I'm basically the babysitter."

Fu Xiao looked up at him and asked, "Will Second Uncle and Auntie be able to come back this year?"

Although Grandpa Fu never said it, she knew he really missed his second son. Every time Second Uncle called, no matter how much Grandpa Fu lectured him on the phone, he'd always be in a good mood for a while after hanging up, even humming a few lines of the national anthem.

Fu Sui shook his head regretfully. "It's uncertain, but I think it's unlikely. He has a chance of being promoted this year, so he's very busy. Even if he gets some time off, it won't be for long."

He looked up at her, his eyes clear. "But don't worry, Xiao Yu and I will come back. With us around, the house will surely be lively during New Year's, and Grandpa won't have any chance to think about that troublesome, unfilial son."

Fu Xiao chuckled and raised her eyebrows. "Second Uncle is really fortunate to have a good son like you..."

He lazily bent one leg, "Of course. I'm always filial. If my dad can't come back, I'll come back and fulfill his filial duties for him."

Fu Xiao smiled but didn't respond. After spending some time together, she had come to understand her brother's thick-skinned nature quite well.

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In the county, at the office of the county committee.

Fu Weilun gently asked the person standing in front of him, "Secretary Wang, any news from the pharmacy?"

Wang Zhifeng replied, "Secretary, I check in every other day. The pharmacy says Master Yang hasn't returned yet..."

The man sitting at the desk nodded and waved his hand, indicating for him to leave.

Fu Weilun took the photos he had retrieved a few days ago out of the drawer, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.

His half-closed eyes blurred in the smoke rising from his fingers.

Through the mist, his gaze fell on one of the photos.

If these photos were really brought back to the northwest, would something unexpected happen?

The smoke gradually blurred his vision, and the young girl's innocent face in the photo became increasingly unclear.

He waved the smoke away from his face, picked up the photo, and muttered in a barely audible voice, "Just how similar are they? Will Second Brother be able to notice?"