He Siwei lives a simple life, never thinks too much about these things, and lives one more life. Now that he is carefully appreciating the 'art' of people's speech, he feels that it is somewhat interesting.
Through speaking, you can also taste a person's character.
He Siwei didn't move. She wanted to hear what else Sun Xianghong could say and how Wang Guizhen responded.
But she knew that Wang Guizhen had simple ideas and must be the one who was led away, and would most likely disappoint Sun Xianghong.
She couldn't detect Sun Xianghong's ulterior motives, and was probably grateful for the other person's advice to her.
Just like her in her previous life.
Wang Guizhen's tone was sincere, and she also wanted people to understand that what she said was sincere, "Accountant Sun, you are right, I usually study hard with He Siwei."
With the previous experience, Sun Xianghong adapted to Wang Guizhen's reaction, and her mood was not affected. She chatted with her for a long time, mostly praising He Si for being excellent, and asked Wang Guizhen to follow her example.
If you put this matter on others, you can still be patient at first, but if you keep praising others in front of me for so long, everyone will be annoyed.
But Wang Guizhen's character is, at best, too simple and honest, but at worst, she is stupid, unable to tell the difference between good and bad words, and unable to understand the look in her eyes.
Whatever you say to her, she will understand what you say.
After Sun Xianghong understood it, he changed his approach. When facing Wang Guizhen, you have to be patient and slowly pour things into her mind. The drop of water will always shake her.
He Siwei listened in a daze, and estimated that more than half an hour had passed. Sun Xianghong rambled on, repeating these few sentences over and over, and simply stopped listening and went to sleep.
It was dark in the tent. Sun Xianghong saw that it was almost done and asked Wang Guizhen to rest. She turned around, took out the needle and thread, and touched the soles of Heina's shoes.
The six of them, except Sun Xianghong, were not sleeping, and Zhao Yongmei, who was sleeping at the other end of the tent, was also mending clothes.
Sun Xianghong walked to her and sat down with her soles on her shoes, "It's too dark, can you see clearly?"
"The bad spots are getting bigger and bigger. If you have free time today, let's sew them up and wear them first." Zhao Yongmei handed her the pants to look at. "It takes a lot of money to cut wood in the mountains. I have been wearing them in the company for a year and they haven't been worn out before. How many days will it take to stay on the mountain?”
She and Sun Xianghong were from the same hometown, and they both went to the countryside in the same year, but were later divided into two companies. It was not until this time when they went to the new point that they met Sun Xianghong again.
"I wonder if the field director and the others can bring some kerosene back this time." Zhao Hongmei held up her pants, which almost hit her eyes. It was useless. She put them down again and switched to touching them with her hands, sewing them while feeling them.
Sun Xianghong didn't say anything, she just turned around and glanced in the direction of He Siwei, then sighed softly after looking back.
Zhao Yongmei was sewing things seriously without looking up.
Sun Xianghong suddenly held down her hand. After Zhao Yongmei raised her head, she whispered, "It's not okay to sew like this. I'll go outside and see if there's anything on the stove. If there's a fire, I'll sew there."
"Need not."
Not allowing Zhao Yongmei to refuse, Sun Xianghong took the initiative. He stood up and wound the thread around the sole of his shoe, while pinning the wooden awl to his hair. He walked to the tent door in a few steps, opened a crack, and got out despite the strong wind.
Although she moved quickly, the strong wind still picked up the moment the tent was opened.
Those who were closer to the door suffered a little, but they were too tired and it was difficult to rest. After being woken up, Hu Juan and Tang Shuang turned over and pulled the quilt over their heads and fell asleep again.
More than ten minutes later, Sun Xianghong came back. She was covered in air-conditioning and her hair and clothes were messy. After getting back into the tent, she first covered the tent and then used rocks to hold it down. Only then did she have time to tuck the hair from her forehead behind her ears. Show your face.
"Wang Guodong and the others were afraid of triggering a wildfire, so after cooking, they buried the ashes directly with soil."
"Get warm quickly, don't get cold." Zhao Yongmei pulled her to sit down, "I don't want to wear it when I go out to visit relatives, so just sew it on so that it can be worn."
Sun Xianghong did not sit down, "No, it will hurt your eyes. Just wait for me. I will ask He Siwei. I only used half of the candles last time. I told her that we are only sewing things. We can't How much wax does it cost?”
Zhao Yongmei is a silent person, and Sun Xianghong has been running around for her. She is already very embarrassed, and now he has to trouble her to borrow candles from others.
She couldn't stop people and was afraid of disturbing the people in the tent. She raised her hands in the air and sat on the bunk at a loss.
After He Siwei was pushed awake, he opened his eyes suddenly. Before his eyes could adapt to the surrounding light, he heard Sun Xianghong borrowing a candle from her, spitting out beans.
He Siwei's mind was still a little confused. Some things he remembered and some things he didn't remember, but he generally understood what was going on.
Zhao Yongmei is mending clothes. She usually doesn't have time to work, so she rarely has a rest today. But it's windy and it's hard to see outside, and she can't see clearly in the tent. She wants to borrow a candle, but she won't use much and will return it after use.
Before she could finish her explanation, He Siwei took out the candle from under the pillow and handed it over, "No need to return it, just save it for when everyone needs it urgently."
Candles are expensive, but when this thing is lit, everyone benefits.
In the general environment of life, sometimes appropriate renunciation is also a good thing.
Sun Xianghong was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect He Siwei to be so generous. However, she quickly recovered her emotions and immediately smiled. Before leaving, she said, "Then let me thank you on behalf of everyone."
A person who wants to be a leader naturally wants more people to support her. Sun Xianghong naturally wants to exchange favors when she steps up to help Zhao Yongmei.
He Siwei's brain reaction was slow when he first woke up, but he immediately saw Sun Xianghong's intention.
Exchanging her things for favors, how similar is this to Teng Fengqin in her previous life?
Sun Xianghong's methods may be superior to those of several educated youths in the mountains, but He Siwei could live a new life, and with Teng Fengqin's reputation, how could he let such a person take advantage of him?
She didn't need to do anything more. She just said it would be reserved for everyone for emergency use, thus ending all Sun Xianghong's efforts.
If Sun Xianghong was smart, he would have realized that she was not easy to control and would have been honest in the future.
However, Sun Xianghong doesn't seem to be very smart, and Tan Shan's incident hasn't taught her to be honest.
He Siwei feels that her life is not good. In her previous life, she had Teng Fengqin, who lived far away from home after going to the countryside. Now she meets Sun Xianghong, and they have to live together every day, and are constantly being stared at. This life is not easy. ah.
What puzzled her was why Sun Xianghong was staring at her? It's completely out of jealousy, it doesn't look like it. She is afraid that she will fight for power, and she has already let her attitude out. She doesn't want to be the best.
In the final analysis, it can only be said that her fate is bad.
As for the candles, everyone in the tent benefited that night.
