Now, it's easy to let go of a bit, but as soon as he saw Song Zemin, he felt heartbroken, but he couldn't control himself, and he always looked at Song Zemin inadvertently. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Song Yiyi sat there upright, not looking around, but it did not affect the observation of the people in the entire canteen.

Song Yiyi quickly noticed that the person sitting diagonally behind them heard his thoughts.

She glanced at Song Zemin, who was talking to Director Guan while eating, thinking that her father should know that person's mentality.

When Song Zemin finished lunch, Director Guan was a little embarrassed because he ate a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, three pieces of fried chicken, and a piece of sauce pig's trotters in his lunch box, so he rushed to wash the lunch box.

Song Yiyi carried two empty lunch boxes and a cloth pocket with a pair of chopsticks, accompanied by Song Zemin all the way, out of the cafeteria, and walked to the gate.

"Dad, go back, I'll go home. Song Yiyi and Song Zemin stood opposite each other, raised their hands, and just about to leave, they heard a brake sound behind them, and then someone shouted: "Zemin!"

Song Zemin raised his eyes and waved his hand with a smile: "Brother Liu, aren't you going to set off with the mayor in the afternoon, why did you get here?"

Song Yiyi looked back and saw that Liu Jiarui's father, the head of Dadong District, was getting out of the car and coming over them.

Liu Jiarui's father saw Song Yiyi at a glance and said in surprise: "Yiyi, are you here to find your father?"

Song Yiyi responded politely: "Uncle Liu, I'll bring food to my father." ”

Liu Jiarui's father patted Song Zemin's shoulder: "Brother, what kind of treatment are you, you actually let Yiyi bring you lunch every day!"

Song Zemin, because of the relationship with him, after several in-depth conversations, got closer and closer, glanced at him, and said unceremoniously: "Then how can I be willing to Yiyi! Today, Yiyi made something delicious and sent me such a time." ”

Liu Jiarui's father heard his daughter-in-law say that Song Yiyi's cooking skills are very good, and said regretfully: "If I had known, I would have come over earlier, and maybe I could still eat the dishes made by Yiyi!"

Song Yiyi raised her forehead, it must have been Liu's mother who came home to preach: "Uncle Liu, if you want to eat, go to my house when it's convenient, I'll cook a table of dishes for you and your father, and eat slowly." ”

Liu Jiarui's father laughed: "It's still a good girl, it's really sweet, brother, you are blessed!"

"Mayor Luo called me at eleven o'clock and asked the two of us to go over at two o'clock in the afternoon, probably to leave early. He called your office, but no one answered, presumably in a conference room. So, I'll just come over and inform you, and we'll just go over in a car. ”

Song Zemin thought that when they were in a meeting, Zhang Xiujie, who stayed in the office, didn't even answer the phone, and his face was a little unhappy: "We are in a meeting, just the niece of Vice Mayor Zhang, staying in the office, hehe......"

Liu Jiarui's father frowned: "This girl is so perfunctory even at work!"

Song Zemin snorted: "I'll go back to the office, get the duffel bag, and come back immediately." ”

Liu Jiarui's father looked at the sun above his head: "Yiyi, let's go to the car and wait for your father." ”

Song Yiyi shook her head: "Uncle Liu, I'll go home now, and I won't delay your work." ”

Liu Jiarui and his father looked at Song Yiyi, who was so sensible, and really envied Song Zemin: "What kind of work is being delayed, your father and I are going to the city government, and we just happened to send you home by the way." ”

He looked at Song Yiyi's insistent gaze: "The car only went around slightly, and it won't take two or three minutes more, if it's really not going way, even if you want to take a ride, Uncle won't agree." ”

When Song Yiyi heard this, she thought about how many more minutes they would take, but it seemed that they really wouldn't, so they couldn't get to the city government before two o'clock, so she responded with a smile: "Then thank you, Uncle Liu!"

Liu Jiarui's father and Song Yiyi got into the car.

Song Yiyi thought of Liu Jiarui, who had often gone to his father's side to learn from him since he decided to join the army: "Uncle Liu, Brother Jiarui, how is it?"

Liu Jiarui's father didn't think Song Yiyi was a child, and complained: "This kid has too good an idea, and he won't listen to our opinions if he sees it! Hey, I also blame you Grandma Liu, who also cheered for this kid." ”

Song Yiyi could think that Aunt Liu, who has always had a deep affection for the army, couldn't help but say and do what she would say.

As he was talking, Song Zemin carried a travel bag and got into the car.

The driver was very clever, and when he saw that there were all the people, he stepped on the accelerator directly.

When the car drove out of the small intersection, Song Yiyi saw that Zhang Xiujie was standing in front of a state-run hotel, talking to a woman in her fifties with a smile on her face, with a respectful attitude, which was diametrically opposed to her attitude towards herself in the gatehouse before.

Song Yiyi pointed at the woman and asked, "Who is that person?"

Song Zemin was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't know the woman.

Liu Jiarui's father sighed, a little surprised: "That's the lover of the head of the organization department of the municipal party committee, why is she here?"

Because the car drove over quickly, Song Yiyi only heard that Zhang Xiujie said, "When is the blind date, you can settle down", and couldn't help but slander, this is a cat has a cat road, and a mouse has a mouse road!

Song Yiyi, who returned home, saw Song Zi'an reading a letter written by Zhao Dabiao during the recess.

Song Zi'an saw his sister bring food back to his father: "Yiyi, I've worked hard for you." ”

Song Yiyi immediately said: "It's not hard, I came back by car, and I was sent directly to the mouth of the alley." What did Zhao Dabiao write?"

Song Zi'an smiled: "In addition to asking some exercises, it is to tell me that since his father's leg was healed and he went back, didn't the township and the villagers all want his father to be the village head, so his father refused." ”

The township was helpless, so he let the acting village chief become a regular. He turned out to be the captain of a production team, and he worked hard, but he only knew a basket of big characters, let alone writing. ”

Song Yiyi was interested: "Is there something interesting?"

Song Zi'an deliberately behaved: "Don't worry, listen to my brother tell you, you won't know." ”

Then he cleared his throat: "After the Tangshan earthquake, because Qingxian is not far from there, after all, it is a province, Baoshi transferred many grassroots cadres from below to Tangshan for reinforcements. ”

The village chief of Nanhou Village, who was also on the list of reinforcements, was very excited to be able to go to the scene to contribute his strength, and used the village loudspeaker to express his determination, packed up, and set off. ”

When they arrived in the local area, their task was not to go to the scene to rescue people, but to record and distribute various materials. ”

"For the first two days, he did a good job and was praised. On the third day, however, his records were out of order. ”