It was already half past afternoon when Xue Xiang left Songzhuzhai. Although it took more than half an hour to fight, the master forgot to have an attack on An Zaihai and Zuo Qiuming, and also gained An. Zuo and the other two looked grateful, but from the moment they went out, Xue Xiang's smile on his face suddenly stopped, and instead he was covered in frost.

Today, Xue Xiang felt that it was very unhappy. First, at the meeting, Zhang Jinsong became a rookie and used it as a target; then, he mixed it into a sensational basketball game on campus for no reason; later, he heard that he failed the exam; then he was caught as a first-class person; finally, he gave Su Meiren eye drops, but he was caught in the current situation; at this moment, Xu Gan's transfer, who had been planning for several months, had another setback.

This day should be considered the most chaotic day in Xue's past and present life. If it weren't for the blindness in the streets at this moment, Xue Xiang would have to pull one of them and give him a divination.

He wandered aimlessly on the street for a while, and before he knew it, he went to Beihai Park. Nowadays, it was a beautiful scene with bright sunshine. Beihai Park is full of flowers and trees, green grass, and surrounded by mountains and water, with frequent breezes, which is a good place to cool off and enjoy the scenery.

Xue Xiang had no intention of wandering around the park. He found a shade of green space, so he leaned against the tree and thought about how to break the deadlock. He never expected that a position in Miaojiang Province would actually move the whole body. According to Mr. An, the meeting was Xu Gan nominated by Chief Zhenhua at the meeting, proving that Chief Zhenhua had been separated by Xu Gan. Although Mr. Wu did not propose a candidate, he strongly opposed Xu Gan's appointment and asked to send personnel to visit Xu Gan, who was resting in sick. The meaning of this was to implicitly mocking Xu Gan for pretending to be sick.

Zhenhua Chang is now soaring into the sky, and his nomination is heavy, so it could have been passed. However, Mr. Ji, who has been attending the meeting for a long time, suddenly spoke and also mentioned his personal choice. At the moment, he messed up the situation and became a stalemate. You should know that Mr. Ji is heavy, and has high qualifications, and can be at the same level as Mr. Nan in the party. When he spoke, the atmosphere at the meeting became dull. Because no one was sure to take the position, he did not raise his hands to vote and put the dispute down.

Xue Xiang leaned under an old banyan tree. The banyan tree had lush branches. The leaves were dense, and the five branches were almost hanging to the ground. I didn't think so. Xue Xiang pulled a leaf and turned around between his fingers, but he was still thinking about how to break the deadlock. But at this moment, he was like dust to those top bosses. Even if he had good ideas and a lot of truth, he was to prove that Xu Gan was the most suitable candidate. But who would listen to him?

Even if he could tell Zhenhua and listen to him, what happened right now is no longer something that Zhenhua can decide. Besides, Zhenhua has nominated Xu Gan and revealed his attitude. Isn’t it still a stalemate?

"Oh, Mr. Ji waved his hand like a mountain, like a cliff across the sky, how to climb, Mr. Ji. Mr. Ji..." Xue Xiang muttered to Mr. Ji in his heart, and suddenly, a light of inspiration appeared: Mr. Ji waved his hand like a mountain, but is there another person who turned his hand around all the time?

That person is naturally Mr. Nan!

But this thought flashed in Xue Xiang's mind and he was about to strangle it to death. He was self-aware. He had only met Mr. Nan, so he was just looking for the excuse of paying New Year's greetings to Xue Anyuan. He did not take him to the New Year's greetings last year. It was because Meiyuan was very cautious at that time. Except for Mr. Nan and his military and political officials, other personnel were never allowed to join. Moreover, all the officials knew the rules and did not bring their families or daughters. Xue Xiang naturally failed to make a trip.

At this moment, Xue Xiang thought that Sunan was even kind to him and protected him from many ways, but that was just the care of the elders for the younger generation. Most of the reasons were probably because his uncle was in prison at that time and Mr. Nan was grateful for his feelings. Now Xue Anyuan has to be a high-ranking official and can ride a horse. Isn’t it because he is too powerful to Old Nan? How could he play the previous tragic card?

Even if Mr. Nan treats himself as usual, he treats himself as a child after all. If he rashly says what he has done, he will be scolded. After all, which politician will give favors to the military and national affairs? Even if he gives favors, it must be out of political considerations. If he makes political compromises or exchanges with others, how can he do it for personal affection?

Xue Xiang thought clearly in his heart. He knew that no matter what he thought, it would be a rash, unreasonable, naive and even absurd act to ask Mr. Nan to plead for Xu Gan. But he finally decided to go, not for anything else, just to plan things for others and succeed in heaven. Even if he failed, he would do his best to be worthy of Xu Gan.

As soon as he thought of this, Xue Xiang stood up and stepped onto the flying pigeon and ran towards the Sihai side food restaurant in the northwest corner. There was a public telephone. Because, now, no longer than before, Nan Lao was carrying the national cauldron and dealing with national affairs all day long, it was naturally impossible for him to live in Meiyuan all the time, and most of the time he was probably still living in the big house. At this moment, Xue Xiang only knew the contact information of Meiyuan, which was told by Guan Chunlei. When he told him that he was fine, he would come to Meiyuan to play.

But Meiyuan is not a place for people to play. No matter how brave Mr. Xue is, he dare not go there to stroll around when he is fine. Therefore, he has never been able to go to Meiyuan again, so the phone number will naturally be useless. This time, he has to use it, otherwise he really has no place to find Mr. Nan, so he can't call Xue Anyuan. If that happens, he will definitely be scolded by Xue Anyuan.

Xue Xiang had the idea of ​​giving it a try, but who knew that as soon as the phone was about to pass, Guan Chunlei answered the phone: "Ah, it's your little one. I'm really unreasonable. It would be fine if you didn't come to greet the old man during the New Year last year. Why? It's been several months since I returned to Beijing, and I only knew to call the old man today? I guess, I guess, you must have been in trouble, otherwise you wouldn't remember your Guan Boborough..."

Guan Chunlei is a firecracker and speaks urgently and quickly. As soon as Xue Xiang called out a name, he fired a machine gun on his own.

For a moment, Xue Xiang really didn't know how to answer, because Guan Chunlei was telling the truth, and he really found him when he had something to do. Fortunately, Guan Chunlei was straightforward and didn't continue to find him. He said, "It's in Meiyuan, come here quickly." After that, he dropped the phone.

Xue Xiang did not hesitate anymore, paid the phone bill and turned the front of the car. He ran towards Meiyuan and arrived at the entrance of the alley. Before he could find his ID, a special person came over and asked for his name. He led him through the cordon and finally arrived at the left ear room of Meiyuan, made a gesture of inviting him, and then stepped back.

Xue Xiang pushed open the door, but saw Guan Chunlei wearing a big white coat, opening her collar, holding a big watermelon and making the juice splash. Seeing Xue Xiang enter the door, Guan Chunlei didn't stand up. He raised his hand to point to the mahogany bucket beside him, and said in a speechless manner: "I'll take it myself. I hang it in the deep well last night, which is much better than the Raushe refrigerator. Take a bite in the summer and your heart is cool. You are so lucky."

Xue Xiang was obedient and did not hesitate. He picked up a round green watermelon. In the tentacles, Ice Lingling pricked the skin and gently clenched the watermelon. Two petals were cracked from it accurately. Then, he ate a lot of 7 or 8 pounds of melon and got a stomachache. He was not full at noon, and now he was anxious. He ate an iced watermelon and served it to fill his stomach and calm his mind.

Xue Xiang was ascending the tiger on the mountain. After a moment of sweeping, Guan Chunlei, who was so shocked that he buried his head in half of the melon's belly, suddenly raised his head. He gave a thumbs up and said, "You are young. OK, you are much more powerful than the old platoon leader. Back then, when it comes to eating and drinking, Lao threw him away. This time, you were young, who got your face back for the old platoon leader." After that, he pointed to the bucket and asked Xue Xiang to continue sweeping.

But he said that Xue Xiang was really here to do something this time, and he just ate one. It was Ying Jinger, who gave Guan Chunlei noodles. Now he has no intention of continuing to eat Haisai.

"Why are you so anxious? It's useless to be anxious. I still don't know what I think? Comrade Zhenhua is now talking to you about work. Do you want to go in now? I think you'd better continue to eat melons with melons!" Guan Chunlei was careless and naturally knew what Xue Xiang was thinking.

Xue Xiang had no choice but to pick up the small ones from the bucket again. But he had just slapped the melon and the phone in his ear room rang.

After answering the phone, Guan Chunlei smiled and said, "You are so lucky that you know you are here for a long time and ask you to go there now."

"What!"

Xue Xiang was shocked, loosened his hand, and the two petals of watermelon she was holding fell to the ground in an instant. He suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously reached out to copy the two petals of watermelon in his hand, but he forgot that these were not two hemispheres. Countless melon juice splashed out and sprinkled on his white shirt, and immediately printed a pool of red marks in front of his shirt.

This time it was so troublesome. The guards there had already arrived outside the door, and Xue Xiang looked like a sloppy look and would not appear in front of the elders. Who would have thought that he would borrow clothes from Guan Chunlei, and Guan Dahuan simply raised the white coat that was even more redder than Xue Xiang's body and asked him if he wanted it, which made Xue Xiang speechless.

Xue Xiangzheng asked someone to borrow clothes from the guard, but the guards were like wooden men and didn't respond at all. In desperation, he had to follow the guards with this bad dress amid Guan Chunlei's shouting.

Before, Xue Xiang had only visited the plum garden once, but the scenery and pastoral style inside him still remembered it fresh. However, this time, the winter clothes in the garden have been replaced with summer clothes. The pure white world last time has turned into colorful colors, with green bamboos forming a forest, red flowers blooming, fragrant grass, and green waves of hibiscus. The only thing that remains unchanged is the curved water, which still gurgles the flowing water, bumping against the raised circle, making a tingling sound.

Of course, the biggest change is a farmland behind the Nagqu River. Last winter, Xue Xiang remembered planting wheat, but now it was replaced by rice, and it was already ripe rice. Looking around, under the afterglow of the slanting sun, there were golden lights. In the fields, there were still two farmers, Dai Li holding a sickle and harvesting the valley.

Xue Xiang was always curious that these crops were planted in the plum garden. When it was the harvest season, should we ask nearby farmers to help with the harvest, or the guards in the garden do it. At this moment, when they saw two hats, they were confused and muttered in their hearts: Only these two people, when should this field be harvested?

He was questioning, but he kept walking under his feet. He followed the guards in a hurry along the stone slab bent to the edge of the farmland. Xue Xiangli, the two farmers who were leaning over and swinging sickles, were only four or five meters away. The guards in front suddenly stopped and pointed at the field: "Comrade Xue Xiang, you are there." After saying that, he stood at attention, turned around, leaving Xue Xiang with a shocked face, and strode away.

"Silly little, what are you looking at? You can't come down to help me." The farmer on the left suddenly raised his hat and rushed to the shore to the stunned Xue Xiang.

Xue Xiang came to his senses and then realized that the sad old face under the hat was not Zhenhua Chang. Who would be the one?

At this time, the farmer on the right also stood up straight, his tall figure was eye-catching. Before he could raise his hat, Xue Xiang could see clearly the face full of vicissitudes but elegant and kindness. It was the elder.

"What do you ask me to do? They are impatient with farming. I heard that when they go down the mountain, they never go into the field. They always live in a high place and point fingers. Look, this is the prestige of being an official." The old man was humorous, but he took Zhenhua's words and joked about Xue Xiang's style in Kaoshantun.

The old man said this, but Xue Xiang didn't dare to be slow. He stepped into the field in two steps and picked up the sickle on the ridge of the field. He attacked the crops in the field. However, Xue Xiang was a good fight, and he couldn't do farm work at all. He started to do a quick move. The sickle danced so hard that it was almost impossible for people to see the sword, and the rice fell in response. But as he cut it, he found something was wrong. The ground was full of lodged rice, scattered all over the ground in a mess, saying that he had nowhere to let his feet go.

Xue Xiang immediately stopped the sickle and looked at the journey where Zhenhua and Laochang were, but saw that the rice behind them might not be neatly tidy, but it did not affect the work at all.

Xue Xiang took his eyes and glanced at him, but found that Zhenhua and Lao Chang seemed to be silent. When he raised his eyes, he happened to hit two eyes. It turned out that these two people had not moved since they hit Xue Xiang, and they were watching him work hard with a smile.

At this moment, Xue Xiang also stood up straight and smiled awkwardly at the two of them, but he couldn't think of a word to cover it up.

"Okay. I'm not embarrassed. Your generation was born under the red flag. They grew up in the spring breeze, and although they had experienced some ups and downs, they were finally much luckier than us. It's not a big sin to not farm. Generals are fighting, scholars study, and each do their own business. Just do it right. Of course, the more knowledge you master, the better. You don't require you to be proficient in every school, but it's necessary to get a wide range of knowledge..." Zhenhua Chang did not continue to joke with him, but he made a statement to help him. In his words, there seemed to be some meaning of teaching Xue Xiang how to be an official.

If Comrade Zhenhua has a good impression of Xue Xiang, he will not only have the momentum of flying dragons in the sky today, but also be more patient with Xue Xiang's achievements in that chapter. Just because Xue Xiang dares to do something in Kuoshantun, he can put it into practice. Comrade Zhenhua is inexplicably moved. Moreover, Comrade Zhenhua guessed what Xue Xiang is coming today, so he naturally had a lot of eyes for his actions that he values ​​affection and friendship.

After Comrade Zhenhua finished speaking, Xue Xiang smiled gratefully, but did not say anything. In fact, since he met these two, he had never spoken and had not even said hello. It was not that Xue Xiang was shy, but that these two people gathered together, which made him feel much more stressed. Especially for the elders, who have become gods in their later generations, and even now they are powerful people who are already standing tall.

If these two people asked questions, Xue Xiang might be able to answer according to his words, but these two people either made jokes or kept silent. If they teased him, he could not tease him like Lei Xiaotian and Zhu Shijun, and he could only bow his head and bear it. When these two people didn't speak, he could not take the initiative to provoke the verbal talk. After all, this place was not Songzhuzhai, nor was Lao Chang or Master An.

"Why? I didn't come to greet me during the New Year last year. Now I feel ashamed and embarrassed to speak?" Lao Chang broke his silence and continued, "Then I'm curious. If you don't come to greet me during the New Year, I'll be in the middle of the New Year. I'll come to my door for the first time and I'll be there for you to make a fuss for me. What's the reason?"

The old man smiled all over his face, and the corners of his eyes were filled with wisdom. How could Xue Xiang hide his intention from him?

Zhenhua smiled and said, "I think it's probably here to cram the Buddha."

The old man smiled and said, "I don't have Buddha's feet here, but I have a pair of smelly feet. But even if someone wants to cram the Buddha's feet, he should burn more incense. You can't be at the forefront, bury your head in the soil and hold your Buddha's feet, and just think that everything is good."

Before Xue Xiang could answer, the old man said again: "Okay, I probably know about your affairs. Some things are not something you can do. Your current main task is to do a good job of learning. I didn't agree with the school's Youth League Committee. Don't think that you have written a few outstanding chapters, mixed in some things, and got out of your body. You just think that the world is a big deal. Things are not as simple as you think. Just seeing the surface is not enough. At this stage, I think you have to calm down and read well. Of course, it's not just to read the professional books you choose. As Zhenhua said, you must have a broad vision. In short, it's not bad to read more books, and it's beneficial to open books."

After saying that, the old man ignored him and walked forward on his own.

"The little guy is good, just be a little impatient, study hard. By the way, although you can't do your work, your hands and feet are quick. Hurry up and help deal with this field. My old arms and legs can't stand the long and tossing every day. In return, I'll give you good news. Your business has been done... Do it well, I'll check it later."

After saying that, Comrade Zhenhua patted Xue Xiang on the shoulder and went there too.

Looking at Comrade Zhenhua's thin figure and looking at the boundless rice fields, Xue Xiang felt that today was the bleakest day of his life. Comrade Zhenhua's last sentence "Give you good news" sounded like a joke to Xue Xiang. He didn't know that his business had been done, because when he saw Zhenhua's moment of growth, he knew that he had hit a mountain. He was a waste of time!

ps: I have been very messed up by the express delivery on Double Eleven shopping these days. I look for it. Don’t worry, you will speed up the progress. This year, there are only 5,000 words. I’m sorry to everyone. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!