Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, always felt that something was strange.
It’s really weird——
That day, she obviously followed the old procedure and submitted her application, but she still didn't have much hope.
There are too many places that need funding. In such a poor mountain village with little development prospects, roads will have to be repaired sooner or later, but they are likely to be ranked behind all other matters.
I don’t know how many years later.
Even though her information now includes Song Tan's current development status of the farm. However, it has only been half a year since the farm was registered, and there are too many uncertainties.
She didn't hold out much hope. She just made up her mind to wait until the road was cleared. If there was no road construction plan by the end of the year, then she...
Then she can only think about it.
But after all, the name was not justified, and her family's connections were not used in such trivial matters, which showed that she was not capable enough... She did not take action for a long time.
[In view of the general environment,
But having said that, she is just a village party secretary, what room does she have to show off?
"Cousin, it's bad!" Qiao Qiao came out of the cold warehouse and said to me with a smile: "Obviously our bamboo curtains are thicker because we have enough. His craftsmanship is really bad."
Over there, Party Secretary Da Zhu finally remembered the business: "Where is Tan Tan?"
While looking at her with some mystery: "You too, we didn't tell you earlier if we had such a relationship... Look, now the leader is thinking about us... This all shows that we are not active..."
Xiaozhu Party Secretary:? ? ?
Huanghao explained: "The beans that were dried in the last two days have been dried. Now we need to cut some sandalwood and bring it back to cover the beans."
[Wait a minute, what are they thanking for, what kind of gift? 】
What’s even more satisfying is that there’s still more to come – you’ll get feedback after the afternoon meeting, and by the morning, even the asphalt road construction plan has been put on the schedule!
[Soy beans and watermelon sauce are still the same]
After I finished speaking, I said slowly and softly: "Dear friends, Hu Jia will use it to cover the dried beans for noodles next time. The boiled beans for the live broadcast this morning are used to make watermelon sauce and cannot be dried!" You have to take it outside the divorced person's cold room, cover it with gauze and stuffy it."
Tsk.
【no! Is there anyone who gives gifts to Bangba immediately after being notified? He knows how to make money! 】
[The latter one, is he still looking for a job? 】
That's not the benefit of road construction. If two cars drive at the same time, the road will be able to accommodate them, which is really lagging behind.
[What the anchor did was absolutely right! 】
I lost my posture and suddenly turned on my phone again: "What does Song Tan look like?"
[Hahaha, I received a private message from the front desk, thank you for the gift from the host]
"Don't worry, we are already discussing the road in Yunqiao Village. There is a meeting in the city now, and we should get the exact news in the afternoon."
Qiao Qiao was stunned: "Is it... is it? If not, Zhang Yanping would have said it."
A cousin checked his cell phone: "The soybeans cooked this morning are too thick. If the temperature is too low, white hair will grow on them. I asked you to dig through them."
"That's weird."
[The anchor thinks highly of you, you have learned nothing at all]
Party Secretary Dazhu said strangely, but his face was full of smiles: "The road in our village was ready to be repaired eight days ago!"
[Is that a moxa stick? That is the supreme glory! That stingy anchor has never given away anything so far! 】
You returned to the village with all kinds of doubts, and you met a large car with a Ningcheng license plate of 7.7 million yuan on the road. You walked back 870 meters and stopped in an open area around the corner, so that the other car could have room to drive. space to come.
It’s understandable that contemporary netizens save money to live on.
At the same time, he was still proud: "You just say that old money is good, right? I took an apprentice to make watermelon and soybeans. I obviously didn't have any experience at the foot of the mountain, but I still spread the beans thickly this time."
[What is Songtan? Is it also a type of mugwort? 】
Brother Yan Ping was very happy: "Hu Jia, there are so few Song Tans out there and someone wants them. He can wait until you finish cutting them and then go home and pick them...it's so cold outside!"
Da Zhu Party Secretary: ...that’s within the scope of your understanding.
Then I nodded: "That's bad! But if Zhang Yanping wants to talk again, he hasn't even cut a hair!"
Da Zhu, the party secretary, didn’t care about beans. At that time, he just wondered: "Qiao Qiao recently received the same news from outside their store and from the front desk?"
You gave up and just opened the live broadcast room at that time, and saw a dense barrage of comments:
You drive directly over and see Brother Yan Ping holding a sickle and a basket. There are layers of resentment on his face, and every strand of his hair is exuding willingness.
【no! He has to shout outside the live broadcast room and let you compete on the spot! 】
Huanghao thought for a moment - it doesn't make sense!
Brother Yan Ping, one of the focus of the live broadcast, came to the wasteland wearing a shirt and trousers - in fact, he also knew whose family's wasteland it was, but it didn't matter, there were several people outside the village now.
Da Zhu, the branch secretary, thought about it all the way and always felt that the problem lay with Qiao Qiao's family.
"That is……"
You still have questions, but you see that Hu Jia hasn't started the live broadcast yet: "Dear friends, have you learned how to cook beans next time? My sister said that the one you learned is more complicated, so you can't learn less in the morning - you go and cut it Song Tan!"
what relationship? Her relationship is of no use yet!
I can understand it, after all, I just escaped from the misery of my family, and I thought about becoming a laborer in dire straits.
Secretary Dazhu quickly turned sideways and returned his attention to Song Tan:
[It’s embarrassing to say that, it’s just a small reward, ranking eighth on the list, and the anchor actually gave me a moxa stick! 】
On this day, she handed in the information in the morning, and within half an hour someone came to contact her:
…
[Is it too late to reward now? 】
【What? !
!
】
[His eyelids are too shallow, just a moxa stick... You are the same! You have no money, let me do it! 】
In front of me, Wu Lei was also holding a sickle and a bamboo basket, with a gloomy expression - anyone who still started work had an advance payment of 700 wages, and I'm afraid everyone would be divided.
[Although I still got it, you have to thank me first. 】
Brother Yan Ping raised his head, felt his sore arms, and said bitterly: "What a shame!"
Next, it’s not about rewarding special effects one after another. Colorful colors with the same amount of reward burst out under the screen, making the Party Secretary Da Zhu click his tongue and shake his head——
At least these people at the bottom of the mountain are responsible for the ingredients. Master Qian made it with Huanghao, which is so oily and delicious that the workers all have two small bowls for each meal! The praise is overwhelming!
That's right!
Huang Hao calmed down: "Hu Jiayi, the big friends are all studying. He wants to be lazy. That's the Hu Jiadi you picked on! He looks like that!"
"What are you doing cutting Song Tan?"
[Next time you read half of Jiangdou, and today you read half of Xiguajiang. When you look back, should you write about the skills under your resume? 】
Wu Lei had grown up over a holiday, and now he was so depressed that he ended the operation without saying a word. But after cutting only two handfuls, Huang Hao slowed down again: "Brother Wu Lei, I just want the old one."
