To Sour Xing's surprise, on the night of his inexplicable sentimentality, Xylophone walked into his courtyard and came to tell him about the preparatory work for the ceremony. Muqin said that the director of the Tibetan factory in Nanjing would personally bring a group of people from the main factory to attend the ceremony. At that time, Old Man Mu and his younger brother will also come with the car to help. The town leaders attach great importance to it and will invite county leaders to participate. The agenda for the ceremony has been prepared. At that time, not only the leaders of the general factory will speak, but the leaders of the county and town will speak, and the sour apricot will also make a speech at the ceremony.

Sour Xing nodded happily in agreement at first, but then was stunned when she heard it. He hurriedly said, how can you ask me to speak. This doesn't work, this doesn't work. I'm not an official, I'm not a general, I'm not even an employee in the factory, why should I talk nonsense. No, change it quickly, it must be changed.

Muqin smiled, you are the most qualified to speak. Xinghua Village can have today, it is not the foundation laid by you who led the whole village to work hard back then. You are also a witness to the development and changes of our village in the past few decades, and of course you have this qualification.

Sour apricot shook his head like a rattle, and he just didn't agree.

Xylophone said, that's it. When it's okay, you think about it. Be mentally prepared first, just don't panic when you arrive.

The sour apricot became more and more anxious. He pestered the xylophone to change the agenda. Before leaving, Xylophone left a sentence and said, you must speak. If you don't go, I'll call someone to carry you. When you make a fool of yourself, don't blame me for not saying hello to you. After that, I put aside the sour apricots and went back to the trivial things in the ceremony.

Sour Apricot made up her mind and resolutely did not show up at the ceremony, because she was ugly. But his heart was at peace for a while. He knew that xylophone was not a random wish-making person. Words spoken, decisions made, don't change easily. To be honest, he couldn't help but think about this speech in his heart, as if the unbearable impulse he had called for wind and rain a few years ago came up again. He sighed secretly in his heart, is it really like his own woman's nagging, he has always hidden an official addiction in his heart that he can't let go. He smiled wryly alone, squatted in his quiet home, and typed his speech very seriously. At the end of the day, I basically had a preliminary draft. He put his mind at ease and polished his speech over and over again, striving to make his speech as perfect as possible. can not live up to the wishes of xylophone and others, let alone make a fool of himself.

In the evening, the family all returned home for dinner. Sour Xing secretly pulled Feng'er aside, told the speech task assigned by the xylophone, and asked Feng'er what her opinion was. Of course, Feng'er was happy for her father, and said, Sister-in-law Xylophone asked you to speak, which also has a deep meaning. You have to speak well, and you have to speak well. Sour Xing said, I also prepared a draft. After eating for a while, let's find a place where no one hears, and I'll tell you about it, see if it's okay or not.

Feng'er agreed, saying, After eating, I will send everyone in the family out. Let's practice in the pot house.

As soon as the family put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands, before Feng'er could speak, Sour Xing took the lead to speak. Tell all the family members to go out, do whatever they have to do, and he has something to discuss with Feng'er. The family was eager to leave. The sour apricot woman was in a hurry to go to Zhenshu's house to discuss the construction of the temple in Beishan. The people and their children were anxious to go for a walk on the street, and the activities were about to give birth. On National Day, I was thinking about going to the health center to get medicine and injections for a few sick elderly people. So, as soon as Sour Xing's words fell, everyone dispersed in a hurry, leaving behind the messy work of the table full of cups and plates, and called Sour Apricot and Feng'er to clean up.

As soon as the people left, Sour Xing couldn't wait to start his speaking practice. Feng'er cleaned up the pots and pans while listening carefully to the effect of the sour apricot's drill. [End of Chapter]