It was already 3:30 in the afternoon when Xue Xiang left Songzhuzhai. Although it took more than half an hour to fight, the old man forgot to have an attack on An Zaihai and Zuo Qiuming, and he also gained An. Zuo and the other men had countless grateful eyes, 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 so 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 failed the exam; then he was caught as a third party; finally, he was given eye drops to Su Meiren, but he was caught in the current situation; at this moment, Xu Zi, who had been planning for several months, had another setback in the transfer of his job.

This day should be considered the most chaotic day in Xue's past and present life. If it weren't for the blind man who hadn't been on the streets at this moment, Xue Xiang would have to pull one up 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 be a move. According to Mr. An, the meeting was Xu Zigan nominated by Chief Zhenhua, which proved that Chief Zhenhua had been separated by Xu Zigan. Although Mr. Wu did not propose a candidate, he strongly opposed Xu Zigan's appointment and asked to send personnel to visit Xu Zigan, who was resting in sick. The meaning of this was to implicitly mock Xu Zigan pretended to be sick.

Chief Zhenhua is now soaring into the sky. His nomination is extremely heavy. It is very likely that he will pass, but Mr. Ji, who has rarely attended the meeting, suddenly spoke. He also mentioned his personal choice. At that moment, he messed up the situation and became a stalemate. You must know that Mr. Ji is extremely heavy and has a very high qualification. He can almost be on par with 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 branches of the banyan tree were extremely lush. The leaves were dense, so that three or five branches were almost hanging to the ground. Thoughts were extremely unscheming. Xue Xiang pulled a leaf over and over and over and over 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 plans and a lot of truths. He was to prove that Xu Zigan was the most suitable candidate, but who would listen to him?

Even if he could tell Chief Zhenhua and Chief Zhenhua listened to him, what happened now is no longer something that Chief Zhenhua could decide. Moreover, Chief Zhenhua has nominated Xu Zigan, and it is still a stalemate after showing his attitude?

"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 Xue Xiang had just had this idea in his mind and was about to strangle it to death. He was very self-aware. He had only met Mr. Nan once, so he was looking for the reason to pay New Year's greetings to Xue Anyuan. Last year, he did not take him to go there. Meiyuan was really under strict vigilance at that time. Except for Mr. Nan and his military and political officials, other personnel were absolutely not allowed to join. Moreover, all the officials knew the rules and did not bring their families or children. 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 tells what Xu Zi did, he will be scolded. After all, which politician would 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 seek help from Mr. Nan for Xu Zi. 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 Zi.

As soon as he thought of this, Xue Xiang stood up and stepped onto the Feige 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 was originally thinking 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 kid. I'm really unauthorized. It would be fine if you didn't come to greet me during the New Year last year. Why? It's been several months since I returned to Beijing, and I only knew to call me today? I guess, I guess, you kid must have been in trouble, otherwise you kid won't remember your Guan Bole..."

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, saying, "Chief is in Meiyuan, come here quickly." After that, he dropped the phone.

Xue Xiang did not hesitate anymore, paid the phone bill, turned the front of the car, and ran towards Meiyuan. When he arrived at the entrance of the Hutong, a special person came over without waiting for him to take out his ID. He asked for his name and led him through the cordons. Finally, he led to 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: "Take it yourself, I hang it in the deep well last night, which is much better than the Lao Shizi refrigerator. In the dog days, take a bite and feel cool, you guys are lucky."

Xue Xiang was obedient and did not hesitate. He picked up a round green watermelon, and in his tentacles, the ice thorned his skin. With a light palm, the watermelon cracked two petals 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 so shocked that the tiger was burying his head in half of the melon's belly. Guan Chunlei, who was so shocked that he buried his head in half of the melon's belly, suddenly raised his head and gave a thumbs up, saying, "You kid, okay, you're much better than the old platoon leader. Back then, when it came to eating and drinking, I threw him away. You kid got his face back this time for the old platoon leader." After that, he pointed to the bucket and asked Xue Xiang to continue sweeping.

But it was said that Xue Xiang was really here to do something this time, and he just ate one. It was Ying Jing'er, who gave Guan Chunlei a face. He would not have the intention to continue eating Haisai now.

"Why are you blind? It's useless to be anxious. I can't tell you. Now Comrade Zhenhua is talking to the leader about work. Do you want to go in now? I think you should continue to eat melons with me!" 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 guy is lucky. The leader knows that you are here and asks 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 old leader no matter what. Who would have thought that he would borrow clothes from Guan Chunlei, and Guan Dahuan simply raised the white coat that was even more red 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. There were still two farmers in the fields, Dai Li holding a sickle and harvesting millet.

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 road beside the Qushui River. The Qushui bent to the nearest 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, the leader is there." After saying that, he stood at attention, turned around, leaving Xue Xiang with a shocked face, and strode away.

"Silly boy, 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 the leader Zhenhua. Who would be the one?

At this time, the farmer on the right also straightened up, his tall figure was extremely conspicuous. Without waiting for him to raise his hat, Xue Xiang saw clearly the face full of vicissitudes but elegant and kindness. It was the old leader.

"If someone asks me to do something, they are impatient to farm. I heard that they never go into the fields when they go down the mountain valleys, and they always stay in the high ground and point fingers. Look, this is the prestige of being an official." The old leader was humorous, but he took the words of Chief Zhenhua and joked about Xue Xiang's style in Koushantun.

The old leader said this, but Xue Xiang didn't dare to be slow. He stepped into the field in just a few 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 act quickly. The sickle danced so hard that it was almost impossible for people to see the sword, and the rice fell down 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, and told him that there was nowhere to let his feet go.

Xue Xiang immediately stopped the sickle and looked at the Xingzi where Chief Zhenhua and the old leader were. However, although the rice behind the two might not be neatly tidy, it did not affect the work at all.

Xue Xiang took his eyes and glanced at him. However, he found that Chief Zhenhua and the old commander seemed to have no movement. He raised his eyes and 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 straightened up and smiled awkwardly at the two of them, but he couldn't think of a word to cover it up.

"Okay, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Your generation was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. Although they have experienced some ups and downs, they are finally much luckier than us. Not being able to farm is not a big sin. 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 is necessary to get a wide range of knowledge..." Chief Zhenhua 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 had a great impression of Xue Xiang, he would not only have the momentum of flying dragons in the sky today, but also be more patient with Xue Xiang's three articles. Just because Xue Xiang was willing to do something that he dared to do, in Kuoshantun, he could put it into practice. Comrade Zhenhua was inexplicably moved. Moreover, Comrade Zhenhua guessed what Xue Xiang was coming today, so he naturally had a lot of eyes for his actions that he valued affection and righteousness.

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 the old leader, who has become a god in his later generations, and even now he is a powerful person who has stood 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 was not Songzhuzhai, nor was the old leader An.

"Why? I didn't come to greet me during the New Year last year. Now I feel ashamed and embarrassed to speak?" The old leader 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 leader smiled all over his face, and the corners of his eyes were filled with wisdom. How could Xue Xiang's intention be hidden from him?

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

The old leader 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 leader 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 studying. I didn't agree with it when Zhenhua said that you were arranged in the Youth League Committee of the school. I originally disagree. Don't think that you have written a few outstanding articles, mixed in some things, and got out of your body. You just think that the world is good. 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 is not just about reading the professional books you choose and learn. As Zhenhua said, you must have a broad vision. In short, it is not bad to read more books, and it is beneficial to open books."

After saying that, the old leader 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 leader's daily struggle. 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 the moment he saw Chief Zhenhua, he knew that he had hit a mountain, and he was a waste of time!
Chapter completed!