Mao Xinjuan raised her little hand, gently wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with the back of her tender white hand, stood up straight and replied, "Director Bao, we have more than a thousand people in Maojiatun." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAs for how far it is from Maple Grove City, I'll do the math. We are more than eight miles away from the town, twenty-six miles from the county seat, and one hundred and twenty miles from the provincial capital, adding up to more than one hundred and fifty miles in total. ”

Speaking of this, Mao Xinjuan raised her eyes and looked at Bao Feiyang, remembering that Director Bao was from the city, different from the countryside, and the unit for calculating the distance was not the "li" that the countrymen were used to, but according to how many "kilometers". So she hurriedly added: "Oh, Director Bao, forget that you people in the city don't talk about 'li', our tun is about more than 70 kilometers away from the provincial capital, less than 80 kilometers!"

"Haha!" Bao Feiyang laughed, "Comrade Xiaomao, who said that our people in the city are unreasonable?"

When Mao Xinjuan heard Bao Feiyang say this, she also knew that she had said the wrong thing, and her little face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly and eagerly argued to Bao Feiyang: "Director Bao, I'm not saying that you city people are unreasonable, I mean that you city people don't count the distance like us countrymen use how many miles as a unit, but how many kilometers are used to it." ”

Seeing that Mao Xinjuan was frightened by herself, Bao Feiyang didn't dare to joke anymore, and hurriedly said seriously: "Well, Comrade Xiaomao, I understand what you mean, I was just joking with you just now." ”

"Ah, you're such a big police chief, and you're still joking with us?"

"Why not? The police chief is also a human being, and he has to eat whole grains, and he has to sleep when he is tired, and he has to go to the hospital when he is sick, who said I can't make a joke?"

"I thought you wouldn't be joking when you were big leaders!" Mao Xinjuan exhaled softly and patted her chest with her little hand, as if she was really scared just now, "Our Director Zhang has always had a tight face, serious and ruthless, and he has never smiled when he sees us." Your official is much older than him, I thought you were just like him!" Speaking of this, she didn't forget to glance at the door, as if she was afraid that there would be someone outside the door, so she arranged Director Zhang's words.

Listening to Mao Xinjuan talk about Zhang Tuhe, Bao Feiyang is not easy to answer, a leader has a leader's work style. However, judging from the contact with Zhang Tuhe last night, Zhang Tuhe was full of smiles from beginning to end, and he did not look like a very serious person? However, some officials are born with two faces, one for their superiors and another for their subordinates, and Mao Xinjuan said that Zhang Tuhe is usually very serious to them, which is not strange.

Mao Xinjuan squatted down and continued to do hygiene, at this time she seemed to be a little bolder, and while wiping the foot of the table, she said to Bao Feiyang: "Director Bao, what is the usual life of your big leaders?

"Jokes, when I am tired from work, I will tell jokes to relax and refresh myself. ”

"Ah, are you really telling jokes just like us?"

"Of course!" Bao Feiyang was amused by Mao Xinjuan again, "What's so strange about us telling jokes?"

"I always thought it was incredible. Your big leaders are so busy with work and have to deal with so many things, how can you have time to be as poor and happy as our little waiters? Anyway, I can't believe it. ”

"What can't you believe?" Bao Feiyang said, "Why don't I tell you a joke on the spot now?"

"Really, great!" Mao Xinjuan was so happy that she almost jumped up from the ground, "I've never heard a joke told by a big leader!

"Alright then, I'll tell you one. Bao Feiyang smiled, "If you listen while working, you can relax your spirit." ”

"Well, Director Bao, you're so nice. ”

"Then I'll start talking!"

"Hmm!"

Bao Feiyang thought for a while, coughed lightly, and said, "This matter is the matter of Maojiatun, Xiangyang Town, Daxin County. ”

"Ah, is it still our Tun business?" Mao Xinjuan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Well, it's your Maojiatun business!" Bao Feiyang continued to say seriously: "Speaking of which, before liberation, there was a great good man in your Maojiatun. ”

"Oh, what happened before liberation. Then I don't know. Mao Xinjuan lightly tapped her small chin.

"I won't say what this good man's surname is. You don't have to go back and tell their family members and let them come to me to settle accounts. ”

"Director Bao, I won't, I will never tell them about my family!" Mao Xinjuan really believed that Bao Feiyang was talking about their Maojiatun people, and hurriedly raised his little hand and assured Bao Feiyang.

"It's not that I don't believe your assurance, what if you say it when you're drunk?" Bao Feiyang deliberately teased Mao Xinjuan.

"Director Bao, I never drink. Mao Xinjuan hurriedly argued.

"What if you drink it in the future?" Bao Feiyang looked at Mao Xinjuan's serious appearance, and felt funny in his heart, and deliberately said with a straight face, "Anyway, for the sake of insurance, I won't say the name of this great good man in your village!"

"Oh, okay......" Seeing that Director Bao didn't believe him, Mao Xinjuan was extremely disappointed, her little face was full of grievances, and she didn't dare to speak out again, she just wiped the table with the towel in her hand vigorously, and she couldn't wait to wipe off a piece of paint on the table leg.

Bao Feiyang held back the smile in his heart and said, "What about the great good man in your village who can't name it, when he was walking by the river, he caught a turtle. The turtle is a great supplement, after this great good man in your village caught the turtle, he wanted to eat it very much, but considering his reputation as a great good man, if he ate this little turtle, wouldn't he ruin his reputation as a great good man?"

"So the great good man of your village thought and thought and thought, and finally came up with a way to eat the turtle and not ruin his reputation as a great good man. ”

"Ah, is there a way to eat the turtle without ruining your reputation as a good person?" Mao Xinjuan was also completely attracted by Bao Feiyang's story at this time, and asked curiously at this time, "What is the way? Why can't I think of it?"

"It seems that you, like the great benevolent man in your village, also want to eat that little turtle!" Bao Feiyang joked with Mao Xinjuan.

"What! When did people want to eat that little turtle?" Mao Xinjuan said urgently, unconsciously bringing out a little coquettish tone, and after finishing speaking, she felt a little wrong, peeked at Bao Feiyang, and saw that Director Bao didn't care, so she quickly stuck out her tongue, and was a little scared and a little proud in her heart.

"Hehe, it seems that you really don't want to eat that little turtle, from this point of view, you are better than the great good man in your village!" Bao Feiyang smiled and continued.

So you great good man took the little turtle home. Then he ordered his men to take a large iron pot, fill it with water, and have them take an iron rod and put it on the pot, and then boil the water in the pot over high heat. Then the great good man of your village reached out and took up the little tortoise, and put the poor little fellow at the end of the hot iron rod, and said to the poor little fellow in a very kind tone, 'Whether you live or die today is destined by God. If you can climb over this iron rod today, it means that you really deserve to die. If you stumble halfway and fall into the big iron pot, then don't blame the good people of Ben for cracking the meat today!"

Mao Xinjuan's attention at this time was completely attracted by the fate of this poor little turtle, and when she heard this, she hurriedly said: "This great good man is really bad. It's as hot as an iron bar, how can a little turtle crawl over it? It will definitely fall into a big iron pot and be scalded to death by boiling water!"

"Yes, the great benevolent person in your village thinks the same way as you!" Bao Feiyang said.

"Bah, baba What a good person, obviously a bad person!" Mao Xinjuan was angry, and remembered the poor little turtle in Bao Feiyang's story, "Director Bao, what happened to that little turtle?

"That little turtle, it's still very brave!" Bao Feiyang said, "He endured the scorching water vapor and the heat on the iron rod, and climbed over the big iron pot step by step to the other end of the iron rod!"

"Really, that's great!" Mao Xinjuan jumped up happily from the ground again, "yes! The little turtle is really good! The big bad guy is dumbfounded, right?"

"The result did surprise the great good man of your village, but instead of being dumbfounded, he reached out and grabbed the little turtle and said in a tone of great admiration, 'Little turtle, I really didn't misunderstand you. You're the best, come on, let's try again!'"

"Ahh See him once in the future, scold him once!" Mao Xinjuan threw the towel in her hand to the ground and shouted with a frown.

Bao Feiyang looked at Mao Xinjuan with wide eyes, really a little crying and laughing. He originally told a joke to tease the little waiter so that she could relax while working, but he didn't expect that the little waiter would have a sense of justice, take the joke he made up as true, and be indignant to settle accounts with the protagonist in the story.

Alas, it's a joke!

Ahem, ahem!

Bao Feiyang coughed a few times in embarrassment, looked at the cute little waiter helplessly, and said, "Comrade Xiaomao, don't get excited, I'm just telling you a joke." How can you take it seriously. ”

"That's right! It's a joke!" Mao Xinjuan also reacted at this time, half complaining and half embarrassed glanced at Bao Feiyang, "Director Bao, I'm sorry to make you laugh." ”

It's just a joke, I'm so stupid, Director Bao is teasing himself, how can I take it seriously?

Biting her lip aggrievedly, Mao Xinjuan also realized that it was not too early, and she had delayed a lot of time listening to Director Bao's joke, and almost forgot about her business!

"Director Bao, it's not early, you must be hungry, right?" I'll call the restaurant and ask them to bring you breakfast. Well, it's the breakfast menu, whatever you order, it's all in the restaurant. If there is something that is not on the menu, if you want to eat it, you can also report it, and I will ask them to find a way to solve it. (To be continued.) )