Zhao Chenghai couldn't help but smile, and then glared and said: "Qi Lei, don't talk nonsense, Zhenhua and the little tailor are just classmates!"

Only Zhenhua didn't laugh, but just glared at Qi Lei viciously, eager to swallow him in one bite.

Zheng Huailiang was very helpless, shook his head and smiled bitterly, pointed at Qi Lei and said: "I said Qi Lei, you just came down from school, how can you learn to be flamboyant? I'm talking seriously, you kid, you guy, you are really capable!"

Qi Lei was very unconvinced, raised his eyebrows and said: "What I said is also serious, I am concerned about Zhenhua's lifelong affairs." Young people, before they get married, they all think nonsense, and only when they get married can they make up their minds to build their hometown. Moreover, after getting married, there will be one more person in his family to earn money, and won't it be faster to get rid of poverty and become rich?"

Zheng Huailiang opened his mouth and found that he couldn't talk about Qi Lei's hairy boy!

Zhenhua couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed out the door and said: "Qi Lei, if you want to eat, you can eat, and if you don't eat, get out of here!"

Qi Lei sat down: "I'll eat first, and then roll when I'm full." ”

Their classmates are like brothers, and they are used to joking with each other. Even if Zhao Zhenhua uses a stick, he may not be able to drive Qi Lei out.

Wang Xiang picked up his wine glass and said to Zheng Huailiang: "Secretary Zheng, I think Qi Lei and Zhenhua are not simple, they are good seedlings of our Dongwan Village. You train and cultivate, let them be a little cadre running errands in the village!"

When Zhao Chenghai heard this, his brows jumped, and he looked at Zheng Huailiang with a blank eye.

If Zhenhua can be a village cadre, then the family will have an extra cent in the account, and mosquito legs are also meat, which is always a subsidy for life.

However, Zheng Huailiang shook his head and said:

"What Qi Lei said just now is good, young people are not married, it is not suitable to be a cadre, not stable enough, and not enough prestige, it is difficult to convince the public. Let's just say that Song Rengui, Song Jiacai, Zhenhua, and Qi Lei in the village can suppress their uncles and nephews? If they can't suppress their uncles and nephews, they can't do any work! I'll leave my words here today, whoever can suppress Song Rengui's uncles and nephews, I will immediately arrange for him to be a cadre!"

Wang Xiang laughed: "I can suppress them, you can arrange me to be a cadre!"

Zheng Huailiang also smiled: "Brother Wang Xiang, you should be a pig killer with peace of mind." You don't do anything like anything but the pig killer!"

Zhenhua also smiled.

The hero sees the same thing, Zheng Huailiang's opinion of Wang Xiang is exactly the same as his own!

Zhao Chenghai was naturally disappointed, but pretended to be indifferent, and said: "Yes, yes, Zhenhua is a hairy child, how can he be a village cadre?"

Zheng Huailiang thought for a while and said, "There is still a place for private teachers in the village primary school, so you can consider it." However, to be clear, the current private teachers are no longer popular, it is difficult to become regulars, and the salary is very small. It is to be lighter and subsidize life. ”

Qi Lei grinned and patted Zhenhua's shoulder: "I gave you this place, I won't fight with you!"

"Light, light, light!" Liu Zhigao shook his head again and again, and said: "Private teachers are the most tired, they go to class during the day, go home at night and do farm work in the dark all night, it's strange if they don't tire people to death!"

Zhenhua ran out of ideas for a while, and was silent.

Zheng Huailiang smiled: "I can't arrange it this year, and it will be next autumn at the earliest, so let's talk about it then!"

Wang Xiang touched Zhao Chenghai and said with a half-truthful smile: "Brother Chenghai heard it, right? The secretary said that he would arrange it when the time comes, which means that you should invite him to drink a few more drinks!"

Zheng Huailiang's face turned red and begged for mercy: "Brother Wang Xiang, don't talk nonsense, I don't mean that!"

Zhao Chenghai grinned: "Please please, please, I will definitely please!"

For Zhao Chenghai, the farm work at home is not very stressful, whether his son is a private teacher, fifty yuan a month, and six or seven hundred a year, anyway, he is idle.

Everyone continued to drink.

Zhao Chenghai made a big splash about the fact that Zhenhua won 3,000 yuan in three games of chess this morning.

Liu Zhigao and Zheng Huailiang were both surprised, and felt that they had underestimated Zhenhua's energy.

Qi Lei had already dragged Zhenhua out, sitting on the brick stack in front of the door and chatting.

"Zhenhua, you tell me honestly, have you ever held hands, kissed your mouth, and slept with the little tailor?" Qi Lei asked.

"Bullshit, Zhang Kexiang and I have nothing, it's just a pure classmate friendship, you belly thief and prostitute, thinking about something all day long!" Zhenhua was angry and funny, pointed to Qi Lei's head and said: "To be a noble person, a pure person, a person who is free from low-level interests, you know!?"

Qi Lei smiled hesitantly: "Pure classmate friendship, a little more sublimation, is love." Pan Jinlian and Ximenqing were also pure neighbor friendships at the beginning. Secretary Zheng is right, be bolder and faster......"

"Stop, stop!" Zhenhua glared, took out a cigarette and lit it, and asked: "Qi Lei, let's talk seriously, what do you think of Zhang Kexiang?"

"I think it's like a ...... A flower. Qi Lei put away his playful look, smoked a cigarette, and the fireworks were clearly extinguished, illuminating his face deeply.

"A flower?" Zhenhua frowned.

"Yes, a flower, a flower...... Wild chrysanthemums. Qi Lei said.

"Why wild chrysanthemums?" Zhenhua was puzzled, not knowing where Qi Lei's metaphor came from.

"She's from outside, so it's wild. Chrysanthemum...... It's contrasting. The most common flower in our village is the gardenia......" Qi Lei seemed to be very emotional, combed his hair with his five fingers, looked at the night sky, and said in a daze:

"Gardenias are fragrant, big, white, pure...... Zhang Kexiang is also a flower, but only wild chrysanthemums, although wild chrysanthemums also have a fragrance, but they are not as good as the gardenias in our village. Can't compare, can't compare. ”

Zhenhua couldn't help but smile and blurted out, "Then who is Gardenia?"

Qi Lei glared at Zhenhua: "Of course it's Xiulian!"

Zhenhua was stunned, and with a bang in his heart, he seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer!

Qi Lei sighed again and said: "How good are gardenias, the flowers and trees are evergreen all year round, and when the flowers bloom, you can smell the aroma from afar, which is more fragrant than braised pork ribs, and more intoxicating than first-class white......"

"You sit, I'll go back to sleep!" Zhenhua jumped down from the brick stack, patted his ass and entered the house.

He didn't want to hear everything about Annette Lu!

Gardenia: Is it interesting that you treat people as gardenias, and people treat you as dog's tail grass?

"You ruthless and unrighteous white-eyed wolf, with wild chrysanthemums, you even forgot gardenias!" Qi Lei viciously extinguished the cigarette butt, jumped off the brick stack, and walked towards his home.