Li Xiaoqin didn't worry as much as her, and said regretfully: "Since you think so, I can't help it." But you still have to take what you deserve, he's a city guy, and he's definitely richer than the people in our village. Don't be soft, you can't get along with anything, we can't get along with money. ”

I'll go. Sister Xiaoqin, you also crossed over, right?

Tian Sangsang smiled and changed the topic, "By the way, Sister Xiaoqin, is there a way out in Dongzhen? ”

Speaking of Tian Yi, Li Xiaoqin's whole person became gentle, and said with a smile: "I received a letter from him at home a few days ago, originally, Yizi, my brother and my uncle, they wholesale what kind of toothpaste, and what kind of hair washing, and sell it." It's just that the business is not very good, and now they go to a factory to make iron, although it is a little harder, and the monthly salary is sixty. Yoshiko also said that he would come back after the New Year and bring some outside clothes for me and the dog. The clothes on the outside are beautiful, they are not like we sew and mend them ourselves, they are made by machines. I'll show you when the time comes. ”

"Iron smelting?" Tian Sangsang wondered: "What iron? Sister Xiaoqin, have you asked clearly?"

"Alas... I don't know... It's a long time to go back and forth with a letter. Li Xiaoqin waved her hand indifferently and smiled: "As long as you know that it's ironmaking... It's useless to know so much about the others, and I don't know much about it. ”

Li Xiaoqin has a traditional round face, her skin is quite white, she is quite tall, and her eyes are big and very bright. Tian Sangsang once again felt that she had no heart and lungs. Is that your man, who doesn't ask what to do clearly? If you want to say that she cares about Tian Yi, it is not necessarily; if you want to say that she doesn't care about Tian Yi, in fact, she also cares. But that's it......

Tian Sangsang had a faint bad premonition.

Iron-making?60 a month?

"Sister Xiaoqin. Zhao Chun didn't know when he walked to the side of the two of them, and also learned from Tian Sangsang to affectionately call Sister Xiaoqin.

"Hey, what, what's the matter with the young man?" The people in the city stood in front of her, which made Li Xiaoqin restrained, which was a kind of real inferiority complex from the heart. Especially this young man, although he is on crutches, he is clear-eyed, gentle, polite, and kind.

Zhao Chun asked, "I heard you talking about the deputy secretary, which deputy secretary is it?"

Tian Sangsang stared at Zhao Chun's side face and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Li Xiaoqin was stunned by the question: "The deputy secretary is the deputy secretary, is there another deputy secretary?" Li Xiaoqin didn't understand what the deputy secretary did, but he only knew that he was an official, and the official was not small.

"Of course. Zhao Chun made a straight face and said seriously: "This mayor and governor are also divided into positive and deputy." There are also secretaries, and it depends on whether they are provincial or municipal. ”

Li Xiaoqin nodded as if she didn't understand: "I don't know at the provincial and municipal levels." It's just that the secretary who is coming this time, his wife is the village chief's wife's sister, and she is still related to the village chief's family. ”

"Is the secretary's wife surnamed Lin?" Zhao Chun's face turned pale.

"yes. Li Xiaoqin was surprised: "How do you know, young man?" The village chief's wife is from the town, and she married into Tianjia Village, that is, Chen Ming and Chen Ying's mother. And her sister is even more amazing, she is a college student, and she is married to a city person.

Zhao Chungan laughed twice, his smile was more bitter than coffee: "No, your village chief's wife is surnamed Lin, I guess." ”

After saying a few more words, Li Xiaoqin said goodbye and went home to do housework, and only Tian Sangsang who was lazy with his chest was left, Meng Shuyan who lowered his head and eyebrows and looked serious, and Zhao Chun who had a bitter gourd face.

"Tian Sangsang... Tomorrow, you and Yanyan will go to a meeting, my feet hurt, and it's inconvenient. ”

"Oh. Tian Sangsang said in a relaxed tone: "If you insist." ”

Oh yes. Zhao Chun instinctively reached out and touched his right buttocks, and said this sentence again. He asked in a trembling voice, "Then you really won't sing tomorrow?"

"Wait and see. ”

Zhao Chun wiped away tears. Oh yes. What a damn deputy secretary. I really want to think about it, I really want to listen to Tian Sangsang singing. But what if the deputy secretary recognizes him? The deputy secretary recognizes him, and his grandfather will be able to kill him in less than a day.

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The next day, the village was a little serious, and this seriousness spread through the air. In short, in the morning, the deputy secretary and his entourage walked around the village to do investigation work, as for the specific content of the work, it has nothing to do with Tian Sangsang, and Tian Sangsang does not want to know. Politics or something, leave it to those in positions to do it. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the people of the village began to rush to their destination, and the people of several villages gathered together, and it seemed crowded. Later, it was decided to divide into several batches.

At this time, the meeting is not like in later generations, sleeping sleeping, fugue fugue, talking speech, playing with mobile phones. Everyone looked intently at the deputy secretary who was surrounded in the middle. The deputy secretary's dress was quite ordinary, but it was very rigorous, and it was a clean tunic suit. He stood there, his kind eyes roaming around, which made Tian Sangsang think of a sentence:

Hello comrades, comrades have worked hard.

Tian Sangsang straightened his back and listened carefully to the deputy secretary's speech.

Although it was very hot, and although the content of the speech was as boring as the political class of later generations, she still heard it word for word in her ears, and her expression was serious.

It's her habit.

In her previous life, because of this good habit, she was favored by many teachers and elders. Whether it is the teacher's speech or the teacher's self-introduction when she first enters the school, whether the teacher seems to be reciting the scriptures during the lecture or not, she is always meticulous, she sits with her hands folded and sits upright, she does not dare to desert, and she does not dare to do anything else like other students.

Once, when the head teacher was talking from above, she listened carefully alone, and she felt that not listening or doing anything else was disrespectful to others and a sign of impoliteness. At that time, she was probably the most serious person in the class, and when arranging the class committee, the head teacher directly appointed her to be the subject representative of the subject he taught.

Another time, in the second semester of the third year of high school, the review stage. The politics teacher lectures on the exercises, and everyone doesn't want to listen to them, because the workbooks have answers and explanations, and they do the political exercises below. Moreover, this political teacher is an old teacher with relatively high qualifications. Generally, the lectures of teachers with higher qualifications are relatively boring. Only two or three people in the class listened attentively, and the politics teacher said, "Okay, I'll ask a classmate to talk about this question." Then the politics teacher turned his gaze to her.

Tian Sangsang couldn't cry or laugh. So much so that in every future politics class, when the politics teacher said that she wanted someone to answer, the whole class would look at her in unison······ It's just that after going to college, Tian Sangsang rarely pays attention to lectures anymore, maybe the environment has changed, or maybe the mentality has changed.

People will change, different ages, different life experiences, and mentality will change accordingly. There are even times when you take things for granted, and then you take them for granted, and there are anthologies that you hate or don't like, and at a certain time you think it's not good, and in a few years, you might be hooked on it.

Just like when I was young, my interests were biased, and the older I grew, the more I learned to be inclusive, and my interests became more and more extensive.