But Cen Xinrui never thought that when he took over the books from Hao Zhiguo, his mother Zheng Wenshu was also handing over things with her neighbor Feng Shuhua at this moment, but she did not accept the books, but the local products brought by the latter from the countryside.

"I'll give you the money. Zheng Wenshu was surprised to see Feng Shuhua directing a descendant to carry a snakeskin bag containing fresh fish, carrots, bitter gourd and other items into the hall, saying that he was going to give it to himself. She felt that the gift was too heavy, even though the latter had lived in the courtyard and had gotten along well with her.

"What's here, a little vegetable. Seeing Zheng Wenshu offer to pay, Feng Shuhua was unhappy, "If you want to do this, you just can't afford to look at it." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll take it. Seeing Feng Shuhua's angry appearance, Zheng Wenshu could only compromise. However, she warned herself: No merit will be rewarded, and this kindness will have to be repaid no matter what in the future.

"That's right. Seeing Zheng Wenshu accept his gift, Feng Shuhua was very happy, "Let's be honest, I didn't buy it, it was sent by relatives in the countryside, you see that I'm not a nanny and haven't found a good one, and cooking is intermittent, so I gave it to you - of course, if you like it, I can still send it, anyway, someone can't give it to me." ”

"How embarrassing is that?" Hearing her say this, Zheng Wenshu felt even more unbearable. Seeing that she mentioned cooking on the fire, and seeing that it was time for lunch, she took the opportunity to invite: "Why don't you have a light meal at my house at noon today?"

"No, I received a call from Lao Gui asking me to go to him, and the child also took it. Feng Shuhua thanked him, and then added: "We live in a compound, and there will be opportunities in the future, I have long heard that the food you cook is one of the best in Yahou Street." ”

"That's fine. Seeing her say this, Zheng Wenshu did not insist. But just as the other party was about to walk out of the hall, he shouted like a ghost: "Director Feng, I want to ask you something." ”

You say. Feng Shuhua turned around.

"Do you know what's going on with the sickness?" Zheng Wenshu hesitated for a moment, but finally asked.

"You ask about this, I know something," Feng Shuhua glanced at her attentively, "The county conveyed the spirit of the above, saying that in the past few years, the urban personnel who have gone down to the countryside in some places have been sick and unable to do farm work, and they have to share the local rations, which has made the peasants have a lot of opinions, so if the situation is true, they will be taken back to the city to reduce the pressure on the production team." ”

"So, do the people who recycle have any work arrangements?" asked Zheng Wenshu.

"I don't think I talked about it. Feng Shuhua recalled. She had read the documents sent by the county, but since she had no direct relationship with herself, she hurriedly glanced at them.

"Then, some people say that the economy is not very good, and they have not recruited workers among the educated youth in the countryside in the past few years, and I don't know if it is true or not?" Zheng Wenshu asked again.

"No, right? Such a big country always has to develop, and if it wants to develop, someone has to do it. Feng Shuhua replied casually, but as soon as the words came out, a question immediately came to mind: "Are you worried about Xinrui?" ”

Jung didn't squeak. But it is well known that in this case, silence is acknowledgment.

"There are already new talents—" Feng Shuhua asked tentatively.

"It's been almost four years," Zheng Wenshu said worriedly, "Actually, he has performed very well, since the commune, the county, regional, and provincial congresses of educated youth activists have participated, but because his father is still under scrutiny, he has no part in recruiting and recruiting students." ”

"Xinrui is a good guy, I know it when I see it. Listening to Zheng Wenshu's words, Feng Shuhua nodded again and again. Ben is also, as soon as he comes home, he works for the family, such a child is still rare. Seeing that she frowned, he comforted her again: "Xinrui will have a way, can read, can work, such a young man is popular everywhere." Although I started working later than others, the end result may be better. According to our hometown, what is this thing called-yes, it's called a big melon on the tip. ”

"Then I have to borrow your good words. Hearing her say this, Zheng Wenshu's heart was a little relaxed, and then said: "Look, I'm delaying you again, you better hurry up, the child is also hungry." ”

"Okay, you're going to cook for Grandma and Limin, too. When Feng Shuhua heard this, he turned around and walked outside the courtyard, and dropped a sentence before leaving: "Don't worry, I'm not there, the two of them will start by themselves." ”

"That's good. Looking at Feng Shuhua's back, Zheng Wenshu responded. It's just that she didn't expect that her reminder to the other party was right. Just as she was talking to the other party, hundreds of meters away, in the staff canteen of the county People's Bank, Feng Shuhua's husband Gui Qinglin and son Gui Xiaojun had been waiting for her for a while.

"Xiaojun, if you're hungry, eat first. Seeing his son looking out of the door from time to time, Gui Qinglin suggested.

"Wait a little longer. Xiaojun insisted on eating with his mother.

"Oh well. Gui Qinglin couldn't resist his son, so he could only agree.

At this moment, Xiaojun shouted: "Mom is here." ”

Sure enough, Feng Shuhua walked over from the door of the restaurant.

"Quick, the food is cold. Gui Qinglin beckoned her to sit down and handed over the chopsticks.

"You eat first, you don't have to wait for me. Feng Shuhua sandwiched a large piece of scrambled eggs into Xiaojun's bowl, "Eat quickly, eat more." ”

"I'm waiting for my mother. Xiaojun glanced at his father.

"yes, it's still my son who feels sorry for his mother. Feng Shuhua touched Xiaojun's head.

Gui Qinglin looked at the mother and son, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. But it's only a matter of moments. After taking a few bites of food, he saw that there were fewer people in the restaurant, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Shu Hua, did you quarrel with Yang Qionghua and Yao Xianxian from the People's Primary School the day before yesterday?"

Quarreling with Yang Qionghua and Yao Xianxian? Feng Shuhua was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then remembered that he had indeed argued with the two men and women who seemed to be in charge of the People's Primary School the day before yesterday.

On the afternoon of the day before yesterday, Feng Shuhua came back from a meeting of the political security group of the county revolutionary committee, and saw that his subordinates had taken care of the day's official duties, so he went to pick up Xiaojun, who had just entered the first grade, half an hour in advance. When I asked the children, it took a whole day.

"What is this?" Feng Shuhua was dissatisfied, "Is this still like a school?"

"Who are you, why don't we look like a school?" Hearing someone say something disrespectful, Yang Qionghua, who had just come out of the office, walked over and asked.

"Who are you asking me? My student's parent!" Feng Shuhua was already dissatisfied, but now he was questioned by the other party, and he was even more angry, "Students don't go to class, is this still like a school?"

"Why didn't you go to class, isn't this learning farming?" Yang Qionghua did not show weakness, "Besides, the more knowledge you have, the more reactionary you are, why do you take so many classes?"

"The more knowledge, the more reactionary?" Feng Shuhua thought it was really funny, "Do you have knowledge?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Qionghua was a little wary of this question.

"You have more knowledge than my son, right?" Feng Shuhua asked calmly.

"Then you still need to say?" Yang Qionghua felt that the other party seemed to have a problem, otherwise how could he ask such a mentally retarded question.

"Then you must be reactionary. Feng Shuhua smiled slyly, and suddenly burst out with such a sentence.

"I don't have a lot of knowledge. Yang Qionghua realized that she had fallen into the trap of the other party and hurriedly defended.

"You don't have much knowledge, so why should you be a teacher?" Feng Shuhua looked at her mockingly.

"You ......" Yang Qionghua was dumbfounded.

The first time I heard such a conversation, people on the side gathered around. Among them were parents who came to pick up their children, as well as teachers, and even Fan Yun, who was walking towards the classroom, stopped and listened attentively.

Seeing so many people looking at him, Feng Shuhua's interest became higher and higher. As soon as the other party opened her mouth just now, she recognized it as Yang Qionghua, who was hated by many people on Yahou Street. Looking at the woman's stupid and arrogant appearance, she felt awkward in her heart.

……

"You mean that?" Thinking of this, Feng Shuhua laughed.

"You're still laughing!" Looking at his wife, who has always been not afraid of heaven and earth, Gui Qinglin was helpless. He looked at the employees around him who had not finished their meals, and whispered to her that there had been discussions recently, so he should pay attention.

"What nonsense!" Hearing this, Feng Shuhua was very annoyed. Because the sound was not small, it caused several employees who were eating next to them to turn their heads.

Seeing that his wife was angry, Gui Qinglin stopped squeaking, firstly because he did not want to attract the attention of the bank's employees, and secondly, he knew that his persuasion was useless. After getting along for so many years, he knows his wife too well, just because his father is a retired old Red Army, she is not afraid of anything, and has always done her own thing. Of course, there are also reasons for this. The old man is not used to many of the current methods, and it obviously affects his daughter.

"President Gui, phone. Just as Gui Qinglin was thinking about how to end the conversation, the young clerk in the office hurriedly ran over.

"Where did it come from?"

"He said you know when you answer the phone. ”

"Yes. Hearing this, Gui Qinglin put down his chopsticks and said to Feng Shuhua: "You eat first, and I'll come when I go." ”

"Mom, why are you and Dad always so busy?" Seeing his father like this, Xiaojun was a little dissatisfied, "One didn't come when it was time to eat, and the other ate and left." ”

"It's not too much. Feng Shuhua answered his son's question in his mouth, and he also thought in his heart that anyone was so casual, and he had to call when he was eating. But before she came back to her senses, Gui Qinglin came back.

"Who is it? won't even make you quiet for a meal. Seeing Gui Qinglin pick up the rice bowl, Feng Shuhua asked.

"Who else, Lao Zhou, Zhou Haiyuan. Gui Qinglin took a big bite of rice and said.

"His agricultural bureau is a few steps away from you, you can touch you when you go to and from work, and you still have to make a phone call?" Hearing him say this, Feng Shuhua felt strange.

"You're old news," Gui Qinglin took a sip of soup and said, "He was transferred to Balinghu Commune two months ago as the director of the Revolutionary Committee. ”

"yes, then what is he looking for you?"

"What's the matter? He wanted to fix a few aqueducts that had been in disrepair for a long time, and he had no money in the treasury, so he asked him to come to me. ”

"I want you to give me a loan?"

"Yes. ”

"Then do you want to give it?"

"That's not a good thing to say. ”

"Isn't it just a sum of money?" Feng Shuhua was a little disapproving, "Besides, it's not his private loan." ”

"You say it lightly. Gui Qinglin glanced at her as if he didn't know her, "We have a total of so much money, and there are dozens of them who have opened up to me recently, and it is still a problem if he can afford it in the future." ”

"Then you won't promise him. ”

"That's not it, I'll ask the credit unit to investigate, and I'll ask the county's production command team what it means. Gui Qinglin said.

"That's so," Hearing him say this, Feng Shuhua seemed to understand a lot of truth in an instant, but she immediately thought of a question: "I remember that you have a good relationship with this Zhou Haiyuan." ”

"That's not it," Gui Qinglin admitted, "we are small, and we are working at the same time." ”

"If you ask him to do something privately, there shouldn't be any problem, right?" Feng Shuhua asked casually.

"What's the matter with you?" Gui Qinglin was very shrewd, knowing that his wife would not say something irrelevant for no reason.

Feng Shuhua didn't answer him, but turned around and asked Xiaojun: "Son, is Grandma Zheng good to you?"

"Well, he often beckons me to dinner and accompanies me to do my homework. "When it comes to Grandma Zheng, Xiaojun has a good impression.

"Then she is in trouble, should we help her?"

"Yes. Xiaojun did not hesitate. ”

"Well, if you have anything, just tell me, don't tell me through the mouth of a child. Gui Qinglin interrupted Feng Shuhua's words, "However, Principal Cen's affairs are not out of my control, and you don't have to worry about them either." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not confused to that point," Feng Shuhua withdrew his gaze from his son and looked back at her husband, "I just want you to do his son Cen Xinrui a little favor." ”

"How can we help? We don't have a recruitment target in the bank, and as far as I know, the recruitment of workers in the entire county has been frozen this year. Gui Qinglin felt a little embarrassed.

"I know that," Feng Shuhua interrupted him, "can't you temporarily find him a job that is easier and can give full play to his strengths? ”

"But I'm not the director of the county education bureau. ”

"What kind of director is you looking for, don't you just talk to Zhou Haiyuan?" Feng Shuhua felt that there was something wrong with her husband's way of thinking about things.

Hearing her say this, Gui Qinglin smiled. He himself has been a commune secretary for several years, with 10,000 or 20,000 mouths and 50,000 or 60,000 mu of land, and he has the final say on everything. But he immediately restrained the smile on his face and asked seriously, "Zheng Wenshu has found you?"

"What do you think of other people?" Hearing him say this, Feng Shuhua was a little angry, "Tell you, I took the initiative to do this." ”

"Why?" Gui Qinglin was puzzled.

"Why, just because this family is kind and upright, and Cen Xinrui has no way, and he can't recruit a job if he performs much better than others. Feng Shuhua rushed out.

"What you say may be true, but there are too many such things, can you help me?"

"But we are neighbors, and we should always take care of each other, just like his mother took care of us Xiaojun. ”

"Then, I'll tell Zhou Haiyuan about it," he looked at the cooks waiting to clean up the dishes and chopsticks in the restaurant and kitchen room where only their family of three was left at this time, and said, "This is not a bargaining chip for Zhou Haiyuan's loan." ”

"If you are really in trouble, I will not trouble you, find someone else. Hearing him say this, Feng Shuhua deliberately provoked him.

"Don't, don't, just stop it," Gui Qinglin heard this, and hurriedly stopped her, "It's a trivial matter, and you still want to make it known to everyone?"

Seeing his anxious appearance, Feng Shuhua couldn't help laughing.

"I can't help it. Looking at her smug look, Gui Qinglin couldn't help but smile.

"Mom and Dad, what are you all laughing at?" Looking at their appearance, Xiaojun on the side was very puzzled.

"What are you laughing at, laughing at your mother is so capable. Gui Qinglin tugged at his son's ears lovingly. Speaking from the bottom of his heart, he loves his wife very much, not only because his wife cares about him very much, but also because she gave birth to a well-behaved son. Of course, because of the relationship between his father-in-law, his career has been very smooth, which is also an important reason. In just five or six years, I went from being the director of a credit union to the secretary of a commune, and then transferred to the city as a bank president. In particular, not long ago, the regional organization group sent someone to talk to him and told him that the province had agreed to the regional proposal, and that he would be appointed deputy head of the county party's core group and deputy director of the county revolutionary committee in the second half of the year.

"Okay, okay, let's eat, it's time to go to school. Feng Shuhua urged Xiaojun, who had food in his mouth.

"After dinner, my mother gave it to me. Xiaojun made a request.

"Okay, I'll send it. Feng Shuhua seemed helpless, but his heart was sweet. Looking at her son, she somehow thought of Zheng Wenshu's son Cen Xinrui again. She thought that when he returned to Baling Lake and suddenly received a notice that he was going to be a private teacher in the commune middle school, and she didn't know where this arrangement came from, she didn't know what it would be like.

Thinking of this, Feng Shuhua smiled proudly.

Looking at his wife's appearance, Gui Qinglin knew that she remembered something again. But he didn't want to inquire, in his opinion, it was his wife's privacy, and his wife was the most beautiful at this time, and he didn't want to make this state disappear from his eyes because of himself.