Binjiang Police Affairs
Chapter 203 - 162 The Story of Lemon_2

Chapter 203: Chapter 162 The Story of Lemon_2

"Sister Ning, they act all proper in front of you, but they’re even more rogue than us. Even Xiao Cui, who repairs sewing machines, is too embarrassed to go to their workshop; he blushes every time he sees a woman because they tease him so much."

"Alright, alright, enough with the proper act."

The supervisor knew them too well and realized this topic could drag on endlessly. She pulled out her bicycle key from her pocket and gently placed it on the sewing machine, "Xiao Hui, you and Xiao Mei are going to town this afternoon, right? Take my bike."

"Sure, thanks, Sister Ning."

...

Meanwhile, Han Yu and Han Xiangning had crossed the Yangtze River for the second time and entered East Sea’s Baoshan.

Even though they had studied the map of East Sea before, they still needed to ask for directions.

Han Xiangning thought he was being overly cautious and while hugging his waist and resting her head on his shoulder, murmured, "I told you this is the way, and you didn’t believe me; you had to ask others. Asking once is fine, but why ask several times?"

"I’m afraid of taking the wrong path."

"There are many roads to Rome; as long as we don’t mess up the general direction, we will definitely get there."

"I’ve twisted around, and I can’t tell north from south."

"How come your sense of direction is so poor, you even drive a boat!"

Always being criticized, Han Yu felt a bit depressed and muttered, "Sister Xiang Ning, maybe you should drive."

Sitting in the back isn’t as comfortable as driving up front, Han Xiangning laughed, "I’ll drive then. I’ll stop in front."

Han Yu was a bit worried, reminded her, "Don’t drive too fast."

"I know, after all, I have a license just like you."

She didn’t even own a light motorcycle yet had already gone to get a license.

But she wasn’t the first; strictly speaking, she was pulled to do it by Zhang Lan.

Thinking that the light motorcycle shouldn’t sit idle once he went on the boat, Han Yu drove towards the roadside, waiting for her to come and take over, smiling, "Sister Xiang Ning, when I’m on the boat, I’ll lend you the light motorcycle."

"Sure, I’ll ride it to Binjiang then."

Han Xiangning giggled, glanced at the fuel gauge, and signaled him to hurry up and get in.

The light motorcycle was small and even had a tiny trunk installed in the back; it was a bit cramped.

Han Yu wrapped his arms around her waist, about to say he was seated properly, when Han Xiangning muttered, "Place your hands a little lower."

"Ah!"

"Even though I’m your sister, I’m still a girl!"

"I..."

"Let’s leave it at that." Han Xiangning gently twisted the throttle, started moving forward laughing, "Behave yourself, no taking advantage of me!"

Initially, Han Yu felt embarrassed riding together, but now he had gotten used to it.

Sitting behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder, smelling her faint hair fragrance, and with a mix of nervousness and awkwardness said, "I wasn’t taking advantage."

"I believe you; you must be thinking of Sister Lin right now, not bothering to take advantage of me."

"Sister Xiang Ning, why do you always do this!"

"I’m asking you, who is prettier, me or Sister Lin?"

"Of course you’re prettier, you are the school beauty, lots of people like you."

Idle time means teasing time with her junior brother.

Han Xiangning steadied the handle and asked, "Do you like it?"

Han Yu didn’t expect her topics to turn so thrillingly intense today, hesitated, and then said, "I like it. Having a sister as pretty as you, I feel very honored, many people envy me."

Han Xiangning was delighted, joyfully asked, "Really?"

"Absolutely, I’m not lying."

"Hold on tightly."

"What?"

"Hold on tight, I’m going to speed up!"

"Drive slower."

"Got it, stop nagging."

Han Xiangning teased back, then suddenly changed the subject, "Almost forgot, my dad asked me to see if you’ve ever seen a cannon fire, whether you’d like to shoot an anti-aircraft gun."

Han Yu was momentarily stunned, instinctively asking, "Your dad is an engineer, not artillery, why’d he ask that?"

"It’s not just the army that has anti-aircraft guns, the Meteorological Bureau has them too."

"The Meteorological Bureau has anti-aircraft guns?"

"Yeah, they have quite a few."

Han Xiangning knew he would be interested in this, her eyes sparkling as she said, "My dad said if you’re interested, when their unit makes artificial rain later, he’ll bring you to fire an anti-aircraft gun."

Han Yu suddenly realized, exclaimed, "Uncle can make artificial rain!"

Han Xiangning clarified, "The kind that doesn’t rain, no matter how many shells you fire nothing happens, they can only disrupt the weather, not magically make rain out of nowhere, so it’s called artificial enhancement rain, not artificial rain."

"I’m interested, if I’m free I’ll definitely go, maybe even Director Xu will join."

"Then when you’re going shooting again, you should remember to bring my dad; he’s been lamenting lately about being in the liberation army for decades and barely ever firing a gun."

"Alright."

"Also, if you see Mengmeng again, don’t let her have her way. The more you yield to her, the more she intensifies in bullying you."

"Mengmeng is pretty nice, she hasn’t bullied me."

"She bullies even me, how could she not bully you. But even if you meet her again, she’s probably too preoccupied to bully you now."

Han Yu curiously asked, "Is she busy?"

Han Xiangning said with a hint of depth, "She’s not studying properly, she’s talking about love, and sometimes she comes home so late, or doesn’t come home at all, which drove my mom to visit her work several times."

Han Yu laughed, very curious, asked, "What does her boyfriend do?"

"Not her boyfriend yet, my mom hasn’t agreed."

Han Xiangning snorted, then continued, "That guy isn’t a stranger actually, his name is Liang Xiaojun. His dad used to be in the same unit as my dad. My dad retired early, his dad retired late; we later studied in Binjiang, he studied in Jiangcheng.

In school, he pursued me, writing many love letters to me; I couldn’t be bothered to respond, and unexpectedly he went after Mengmeng."