The promotion again and again made Jiang Ping realize how important a woman's appearance is, and the few years of getting along with the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee made her realize how powerful power is.

After a few years, she was tired of the unknown lover life. When the bad old man was transferred to a provincial high school, she felt as ecstatic as if she had been liberated for the second time. When the old man offered to transfer her to his side, she refused. My aunt and grandmother finally escaped from the tiger's mouth, how could they be stupid and go into the wolf's den again?

When she faced Zhang Zheng, a humorous man who didn't want to die, the desire in her heart and the thirst of her body were aroused again, and she couldn't help but germinate the idea of 'morning clouds and twilight rain' with him.

"Sister Jiang, what do you think when you look symptomatic?"

"Dan is the morning clouds, twilight is the rain......" Jiang Ping did not hear Zhang Zheng's question, but revealed his thoughts to himself.

"Morning and twilight, under the balcony. Wen Zheng travels to Quancheng, is my sister willing to recommend a pillow seat? Zhang Zheng continued.

"Yes." Jiang Ping replied unconsciously in passing.

"Brother Fang can swim today?"

"If the king wants to see him, he must first fast and bathe." Jiang Ping still seemed to be sleepwalking, and replied without thinking.

"Haha! I said Sister Jiang, my brother wants to see you, why do you have to fast and bathe? ”

"Ahh Brother Zhang, what are you talking about? What kind of fasting and bathing? Hearing Zhang Zheng's laughter, Jiang Ping was startled, and then came back to her senses.

"Sister Jiang, how did we think of 'Dan is the morning clouds, and the twilight is the rain'?"

"Ahh Did I say that? ”

"Did you say that?"

"I may have seen so many superb beauties today, and suddenly thought of the Wushan goddess who had stood on the Yangtze River for thousands of years, so I thought of the famous "Gao Tang Fu", and I couldn't help but chant it, making my brother laugh. I didn't say anything else, did I? ”

"Say something else."

"What did you say?"

"I said, 'Wen Zheng travels to Quancheng, is my sister willing to recommend a pillow seat?' Zhang Zheng said.

"What did I say?"

"You said a word."

"What word?"

"Yes."

"Oh, that's right, right? This is the word in "Gao Tang Fu". ”

"I didn't say that Sister Jiang was wrong? The problem is that the context is too far-reaching. ”

"What kind of far-reaching method?"

"I said: Wen Zheng traveled to Quancheng, would my sister be willing to recommend a pillow seat?"

I said, "Yes." Yes! You stinky guy, I, I'm ......"

"Sister Jiang, what do you want to do?" Zhang Zheng smiled at Jiang Ping with a hippie smile.

"I, didn't I fall into the net? You're terrible, kid. Jiang Ping said with a smile.

"I said Sister Jiang, you wronged your brother, my brother just borrowed my sister's pillow, why did it break?"

"you, does this mean borrowing a pillow mat? Besides, the original sentence of the people is 'Wen Jun You Gaotang, I am willing to recommend the pillow seat', so that you can change it, and the meaning has changed. ”

"What do you mean?"

"That's the goddess of Wushan, the confession of passion and ** to the king of Chu, let you change it like this, wouldn't it be done, become an old sister and my ......"

"Sister Jiang, what has become of you?"

"I won't tell you." At this time, Jiang Ping was already shy, her face was crimson, and the twisted demeanor of a little woman was undoubtedly displayed.

"Who said that a woman is forty tofu scum, look at Sister Jiang's current demeanor, she is definitely better than a 30-year-old woman."

"Don't talk nonsense, if you say it again, my sister will be embarrassed to see people."

"I'm not talking nonsense, there is a poem as proof: a good year on the occasion of hiring thirty-eight cardamom. Alluring city and country green fairy, when will the white clothes hang in my house. ”

"Brother Zhang, who is this poem of yours talking about? Is it Director Lee? Li Jinfa asked.

This poem is indeed about Director Li. May I ask Director Li, is Gui Geng really eight out of thirty? Han Xing asked.

"Yes. I just turned 38 the day before yesterday. Jiang Ping replied.

"Although this 'cardamom is a good year' is a bit exaggerated, Director Li's appearance is indeed too young."

"Thank you Director Han for your compliment, after all, he is 38 years old, old." Jiang Ping said.

"Isn't that right? Although this thirty-eight is talking about Director Li, who is this 'Green Fairy of Alluring Cities and Countries' talking about? Liu Jiang said.

"Of course, it's still Director Li." Han Xing said.

"How can you see that Director Li doesn't have a trace of green all over his body, where is the green fairy?"

"May I ask Director Liu, what is the name of our Director Li?" Han Xing asked.

"Director Li's name is Li Ping, everyone knows it."

"I said Director Liu, this is not over."

"I said Director Han, what do you mean it's over?"

"Director Liu, do you know the origin of the word 'Ping'?"

"Of course I know, Ping, refers to an aquatic herb, also called 'duckweed', Director Han, am I right?"

"Haha! Director Liu is right, what about its color? ”

"It's green, of course. Yes! I know, Ping, Li Ping; Green, green fairy, it turns out that this poem is really about Director Li. ”