Chapter Seventy-Eight: Rectification of Tourism in Xiaolin Village 2
When Mo Wenbin was talking just now, he noticed that the expressions on the faces of several people began to become embarrassed. But halfway through the words, Mo Wenbin had to continue, so in the end, Mo Wenbin still finished speaking.
After listening to Mo Wenbin's words, the few men who were the most rugged on weekdays were all silent.
Xu Sanfu picked up his cigarette again, took a few puffs, and was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Mo Wenbin and said, "Mo family man, in fact, what you said is reasonable, and you don't have to be too restrained." "
In fact, it is not easy for Mo Wenbin to express his true thoughts. Therefore, Xu Sanfu's approval made Mo Wenbin feel a little flattered, glanced at Xu Sanfu gratefully, and then rubbed his hands and sat down.
"Do you have any other comments to make? If not, let me make a summary. Xu Sanfu said and got up from his seat.
The men who were extremely silent just now stopped talking and never nodded.
"Fourth, what do you have to say, everyone is their own person, don't hide it. Xu Sanfu took his cigarette stick and knocked Zhang Si on the shoulder.
Zhang Si, who has been working under the sun for many years, has dark and rough skin, wrinkled face, shaved head, and a wrinkled sweatshirt that has been washed and yellowed.
When Zhang Si stood up, his swarthy face was a little red for some reason, and the whole person was very different from usual, and he looked a little cringe.
"Sanfu, I think so," Zhang Si seemed to be speaking in front of people for the first time, his eyes were looking around, and his tone was not too sufficient, "There is nothing wrong with what Xiao Mo said just now, but, you see that several of us are this age, and we are used to being rough on weekdays, and suddenly said that we can't do this, and we don't know how to change it." "
After saying that, Zhang Si's face turned completely red, and he stood helplessly like a child who had done something wrong. Fortunately, Xu Sanfu saw Zhang Si's nervousness, and raised his hand to signal him to sit down.
After thinking about it in his heart, Xu Sanfu sighed and said to everyone: "Big guy, after all, we are developing tourism, everyone's temperament and temperament, we all know about getting along for a long time." But those who came from outside, just staying here for a while, where can they understand so much, the big guy said, right?"
At this time, even the few men who were silent just now nodded in approval.
Xu Sanfu took a puff of cigarette and continued: "So, I said that there is nothing wrong with what Lao Song Xiaomo and the two of them said, everyone is a relative to be honest, and now it is also the twenty-first century, and we have to change any bad habits." Do you agree?"
Everyone nodded.
"Well, in that case, we have to make progress together. Everyone must always remember that everyone is a part of Xiaolin Village and represents the image of our Xiaolin Village. Xu Sanfu said, his volume increased, and his tone became excited.
"Okay, that's it, let's dismiss. Xu Sanfu waved his hand at everyone, and everyone picked up their small benches and left one after another.
When Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan were about to go out, Xu Sanfu stopped the two of them.
"Sanfu, what's the matter?" Song Jianguo put the bench on his shoulder and turned to look at Xu Sanfu.
I saw Xu Sanfu beckoning to Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan with a mysterious face, signaling the two of them to go over.
Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan glanced at each other before walking over.
"The Song family couple, you are all cultural people, I know. Xu Sanfu took down the bench on Song Jianguo's shoulder, pointed, and asked the two of them to sit down and say.
"What culture is not cultured, everyone is a family, you can say anything directly. Song Jianguo pulled Gao Huijuan to sit down, looked at Xu Sanfu and said.
Xu Sanfu put down the cigarette stick, put his two hands on his knees, and was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "I heard my family Zhiyuan say, is this month the school's monthly vacation and the small long vacation together, I heard that there are five days?"
Song Jianguo looked at Gao Huijuan, Gao Huijuan thought about what Song Xiangran called her yesterday, then nodded and asked, "Xiangran also said the same, what's wrong?"
"Xiaolin Village can develop this tourism industry thanks to the good idea of Xiangran's good boy. Xu Sanfu gratefully held Song Jianguo's hand, looked at his eyes sincerely and said, "Isn't our village now favored by several wealthy businessmen, I think, Xiang Ran is also a knowledgeable person, plus this is another idea she put forward, can you let her come back at the end of the month when she has a holiday and help her?"
It turned out that Xu Sanfu meant this, Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan looked at each other and smiled.
"Lao Xu, what are you worried about, even if Xiang Ran is studying outside, then she is also from Xiaolin Village. Song Jianguo patted Xu Sanfu on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Yesterday, Xiang Ran called back, saying that she would come back from this holiday, and it would be good to let her help the staff officer when the time comes." "
"Okay, okay, that's it. Xu Sanfu was very happy, his face was full of wrinkles when he laughed, and suddenly Xu Sanfu seemed to remember something, and asked, "By the way, is it time for Xiangran's child to turn eighteen?"
"You remember, there's still a month, don't be in a hurry. Gao Huijuan said with a smile.
"Okay, the child is eighteen years old, the coming-of-age ceremony, you have to do a good job. Xu Sanfu said, and then saw that the time was not early, so he sent Song Jianguo and Gao Huijuan to the door.
After returning home, Gao Huijuan thought about waiting for Song Xiangran to tell her about it the next time she called.
As a result, Gao Huijuan didn't think about it for long, and Song Xiangran called back.
"Mom, I'll tell you something. As soon as Song Xiangran spoke, his tone was very excited.
Gao Huijuan could feel the fluctuation of Song Xiangran's mood on the other end of the phone, so she said with a smile: "You kid, you are really a monkey in a hurry, I also have something to tell you, you can talk about it first." "
Song Xiangran took a deep breath, then looked down at the certificate, trying to restrain his tone from being too exaggerated, before he spoke: "Mom, do you remember the prose competition at school last time?"
"Well, I know, aren't you number two? What's wrong?" Gao Huijuan nodded.
"Didn't Professor Lin Kun, who is in our literature appreciation class, read my article in class that day? He also said that my article was well written and full of emotion, so it was almost touching!" Song Xiangran can only behave like a lively little girl in front of her relatives, lacking her usual calmness.
"Then he asked for a re-ranking, and I'm now number one!"
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