Chapter 22: Are you worthy of taking pictures while peeing?

Style: Romance Author: A warm smileWords: 3246Update Time: 24/01/11 08:05:56
Pangbo went to a large supermarket in the county to buy some things, and then took a bus back to Jiagou Village. It was rare these days for rural people to take care of everything, and he was treated like a rare animal along the way, with eyes full of envy and jealousy.

When we arrived at the entrance of the village, the setting sun had already set on the top of the mountain, and the sky was covered with red clouds.

Passing by the small shop at the entrance of the village, a fashionably dressed woman was leaning against the freezer, eating melon seeds, pressing the freezer with one hand, her posture enchanting.

The woman's demeanor and dress were incompatible with this simple and shabby little shop.

Tian Qiaoyun, Zhang Zizi's wife, was Zhang Zizi's old sweetheart when he worked in the city's construction team in the early years. It was rumored in the village that she used to be a "technical worker."

Tian Qiaoyun still has some assets in appearance and figure, otherwise Zhang Laizi would not be willing to spend money on her. But such women often become the object of gossip in rural areas.

Later, Zhang Laizi broke his leg at the construction site and was unable to work outside. The woman also followed him back to the village.

Tian Qiaoyun felt sour when she saw that Pang Bo was so generous and did not buy anything in her shop.

"Oh, Secretary Zhou went to the county to buy goods? Officials are different, they are rich!"

Pang Bo was different from usual. Instead of walking away indifferently, he took the initiative and asked:

"Sister Qiaoyun, let me buy something."

The sound of "Sister Qiaoyun" made Tian Qiaoyun stunned.

Pang Bo actually talked to her?

Usually when Pang Bo passes by the entrance of the village, Tian Qiaoyun likes to tease this handsome young man for fun. But Pang Bo and Zhang Laizi didn't deal with her. They were like black-faced plague gods all day long, ignoring her.

Over time, Tian Qiaoyun gradually began to hate Pang Bo.

I saw a ghost today!

After Pang Bo entered the shop, Tian Qiaoyun's heart was pounding and he quickly followed him.

There aren't many things in the store. There are a few rows of disorderly shelves with various daily necessities and some children's toys.

Pang Bo is tall and tall, and these 1.6-meter shelves cannot block his handsome face.

Tian Qiaoyun stood at the cashier, feeling restless.

Zhang Laizi, that loser, may look tougher than anyone else, but at night he is just a crotch-puller.

Tian Qiaoyun looked outside the door and saw that all the farmers in the village were packing up and going home to cook. No one was around. She unbuttoned the three rows of buttons on her collar and walked towards Pang Bo.

"Pang Bo, the lights in the store are dim and you can't see clearly. Tell your sister what you're looking for and she'll help you find it."

As he walked closer and closer, Pangbo soon felt a warmth coming from behind.

"Sister Qiaoyun, behave yourself. We are all family members. It would be embarrassing if people in the village saw us."

Pang Bo slowly took out her small white hands from his pants pocket.

Tian Qiaoyun seemed to be very familiar with it. She wrapped her arms around Pang Bo's waist from behind and whispered in her ear with her red lips:

"I have the nerve to mention your wife. You haven't been home for half a year, and she still doesn't know what the situation is like. She might have been fooling around with some wild man!"

Pang Bo opened her hand and ducked forward. Tian Qiaoyun's high heels almost missed her foot and almost fell to the ground.

But after quickly standing up, Tian Qiaoyun combed his hair and stared at Pang Bo with bright eyes:

"Pang Bo, if you find it inconvenient here, my sister can come to your dormitory to find you at night."

Pang Bo sneered: "Sister Qiaoyun, aren't you afraid that Zhang Laizi will come and chop us with a knife?"

"What are you afraid of? I'll be happy to be hacked to death by him if I have a good time with you."

Tian Qiaoyun's eyebrows are charming. No wonder the women in the village don't want to see her. Which farmer can resist her?

Pang Bo didn't say anything, but picked up a few packs of "Likou" washing powder, a few bottles of miscellaneous soy sauce, a box of "Wanglaogu" and a box of "Six Nuclear Bombs" and placed them on the counter.

"Sister Qiaoyun, you are not afraid of death. I still want to live for a few more years. With Zhang Laizi's bad temper, I will die eight times."

Seeing that Pang Bo was so cowardly that he didn't dare to cause trouble, Tian Qiaoyun was so angry that he stamped his feet, walked to the counter on high heels, and cursed angrily:

"You're a worthless bastard. I'm going to give you my love but you still don't want it. You deserve to be held in so hard that I'll kill you."

The calculator beeped non-stop, and Tian Qiaoyun shouted:

"85 yuan together."

Pang Bo put the money on the table: "Sister Qiaoyun, please issue a receipt. The village requires a reimbursement voucher."

"It's really troublesome!" Tian Qiaoyun knew that Pang Bo was so pissed that he had to issue a receipt every time he bought something.

"Thank you, Sister Qiaoyun." After saying that, he picked up his things with a smile and left.

"Pang, if you can't hold it in, remember to find your sister and don't take advantage of the widow in the village."

Before getting out of the door, Tian Qiaoyun mentioned it without giving up.

Pang Bo first went back to the village committee dormitory, hid all these miscellaneous things under the bed, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed 12315.

"Hey, Industrial and Commercial Bureau? I want to report..."

After making the call, Pang Bo picked up the genuine licensed goods he bought from the county and went all the way to the door of Director Zhao Zhao Dezhu's house, where the old lady was feeding chickens in the yard.

"Auntie, is Director Zhao at home?"

"Oh, Secretary Zhou is here, come in quickly, he is cooking inside!" The old lady hurriedly poured the chopped vegetables into the wooden basin in the chicken coop. She saw Pang Bo carrying something in his hand and his hand on his clothes. I wiped my hands and hurriedly ran over to greet him.

"Secretary Zhou, what are you..."

Pang Bo often comes to Zhao Dezhu's house for dinner, so it is a bit unusual to carry so many things today.

"Oh, aunt, these are the candies I bought for Xiaoliang and Xiaoxue, and some medicinal wine to treat rheumatism. Director Zhao travels in the mountains all year round. With these things, rainy days will be more comfortable, haha!"

The old lady was grateful and said hurriedly: "You haven't eaten yet. You go in and sit down first, and I'll kill a chicken."

"Hey, ma'am, there's no need to spend money." In the eyes of rural people, chickens and ducks are the highest courtesy for entertaining guests, and they are also very luxurious dishes. They are only willing to slaughter them during the holidays.

"Go in, go in, it'll be fine in a moment."

The old lady was quick with her hands and feet. As she spoke, she had already gotten into the chicken coop to catch the chickens.

Pang Bo felt very warm. Director Zhao had taken good care of him during these years in Jiagou Village. Apart from being timid and afraid of causing trouble, this old man really had nothing to say. Everyone in the village was grateful to Director Zhao for his kindness.

Before leaving, I have to give Director Zhao a good drink.

In the evening, a group of people sat around the old wooden table at the door to eat. Xiaoliang and Xiaoxue are the grandchildren of Zhao Dezhu. Their son and daughter-in-law work in the south all year round, and they are all taken care of by their elders.

With a table full of authentic delicacies, Zhao Dezhu opened a bottle of Beidacang and filled Pang Bo's cup with a look of vicissitudes of life on his withered face:

"Xiao Pang, I know you don't drink. This wine tastes good. Anyway, have two drinks with me today."

"OK!"

After three rounds of drinking, Zhao Dezhu's face turned rosy, recalling the past, and he smiled a little confusedly:

"When you first came to our village, I thought you were here for gold plating. Do you still remember who accompanied you that day?"

"Remember! He's my father-in-law." Pang Bo held the wine glass with sharp eyes.

That day Wei Changlin drove him to the entrance of the village and specifically told Zhao Dezhu to take good care of him. From that day on, Pang Bo began to have sweet dreams of flying onto the branches and changing his fate against the will of heaven.

Unfortunately, it was a dream after all.

"Yes, you are not the first one to come to our village for gold plating. Do you think it's strange? The poorer the village, the more young officials come here to join in the fun, hahaha..." Zhao Dezhu drank the cup happily, while his granddaughter Xiaoxue was busy. Come and persuade:

"Grandpa, stop drinking. How red is your face?"

Zhao Dezhu begged: "Just tonight, let's have a drink with your Uncle Pang Bo, okay?"

Xiaoxue pouted and reluctantly agreed.

Zhao Dezhu sniffed and patted Pang Bo on the shoulder: "But I didn't expect that you would stay here for four years, and the others would stay for three months, and the longest would only be half a year."

Zhao Dezhu shook his head, feeling unfair for Pang Bo.

Pang Bo smiled bitterly: "Director Zhao, I have to go. I came here today to say goodbye to you."

When Zhao Dezhu heard these words, he stared at Pang Bo in disbelief: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Well, the county committee is going to second me there."

"Ouch!" Zhao Dezhu was so excited that he slapped his thigh. He was even more excited than he was getting promoted.

"Okay, your thousand-mile horse finally met Bole. I knew a long time ago that this small ravine can't trap you. "

"Director Zhao, I will come back to see you when I have time."

Pang Bo felt a lot of reluctance in his heart.

Zhao Dezhu held his shoulders and whispered: "Being an official is the same as being a human being. You must not forget your original intention."

"I know!" Pang Bo toasted to him respectfully.

The two of them were almost drunk. Pang Bo was about to get up and go back to the village committee dormitory to pack his things. Li Dingwang, the plagued thing, happened to come over.

Li Dingwang walked in with a playful smile:

"Xiao Pang, I've been asking for a long time, and then I found out that you were having dinner at Dezhu's house. Why didn't you answer your phone calls or text messages?"

Li Dingwang is a familiar person. He sat down unceremoniously as soon as he entered the door.

Zhao Dezhu hurriedly went to get the bowls and chopsticks: "There is a happy event at my house today. Xiao Pang is here, and Secretary Li is also here, hey hey hey!"

Li Dingwang's smile gradually disappeared, he looked at Pang Bo and asked:

"Xiao Pang, you are going to the county party committee tomorrow, so let us hold a farewell party for you anyway. You are from Beiqiao Township, too. People think we don't talk about revolutionary friendship."

Pang Bo picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth: "Tonight is my last day in Jiagou Village. I want to catch up with Director Zhao. Do I have anything to say to you?"

"this……"

Li Dingwang smacked his lips and said to himself, "Don't be crazy, kid. Someone will take care of you when you get to the county committee."

"Go, let's play next door." The atmosphere in the room became increasingly tense. Zhao Dezhu hurriedly drove Xiaoliang and Xiaoxue out, while he himself sat on a wooden chair with his palms between his knees.

Seeing that Pang Bo refused to let him go down the stairs, Li Dingwang was at a loss and took a few bites of the leftovers.

"Secretary Li, if you have anything to say, just tell me, and don't beat around the bush with me."

Li Dingwang got straight to the point: "Xiao Pang, did Secretary Xu tell you which department you would be transferred to?"

Pang Bo picked up a broken ear and threw it into his mouth, his nostrils filled with sneers: "Does this matter have anything to do with you?"

"No... I have a lot of acquaintances in the county committee, and I can take care of you in the future. That's the county committee, so don't step on the wrong trap. You are from Beiqiao Township. If something goes wrong, won't it discredit our township?"

On the surface, Li Dingwang was thinking about Pang Bo and Beiqiao Township, but in fact he was trying to trick him.