"Dajun, Leng Ling will take you to the guest house later, you have to come over tomorrow morning, and I will find the leader to apply for your reward." Xu Rong seemed very enthusiastic, and didn't treat him as a half-grown child at all.

Since there is a reward, of course it is wanted, but if the reward is just a notepad, a tea cup or something, then there is no need, but at this time he is not good to ask what the reward is.

Later, I had to rush to find the second sister, and then I said goodbye, and the female officer Zeng Lengling took him to open a room......

"Sister Yun, give me a better room, this is a guest invited by XCMG!" After a while, Zeng Lengling took him to the guest house not far away.

"Hehe, okay, how about room five on the third floor, this is the key." The aunt at the counter happily handed over a key.

Zeng Lengling took the key, and then pulled him upstairs, now there is no elevator, when he went upstairs, Fang Dajun found that although this female officer was average-looking, her figure was top-notch, and her skin was also very good.

Look at this round and warped ass, I don't know who I gave it to in the end.

I don't know if it's because women are naturally sensitive, Zeng Lengling, who was twisting her ass and going upstairs, suddenly turned around and whispered, "You come to the front!" ”

"Oooh!" Fang Dajun walked in front of the female officer in a few steps with a little weakness, followed the wind under his feet, and reached the third floor in a short time.

The architectural style is the current popular room style on both sides of the middle aisle, with a window vent at each end of the corridor.

"This is a double room, there is a bathhouse on the first floor, if you want to drink boiling water, let Sister Yun at the front desk bring you a pot." Zeng Lengling opened the door as she spoke, the furnishings were not bad, there were two half-size beds side by side, and the beds were also very clean, which was completely enough for sleeping, but unfortunately there was no air conditioner inside, not even a second-hand TV.

"I'll help you open the window to ventilate, the third floor is for entertaining the president and secretary of the commune, and today I will open the back door."

Zeng Lengling's face is as her name suggests, and she seems to be difficult to approach, but after getting acquainted, she found that she was actually a very enthusiastic person, which did not bring him to open a house, and explained all aspects clearly.

"Director Zeng, thank you, I'll invite you to dinner when you have time!" Fang Dajun put down his change of clothes and said.

"It's just you, please me, I don't want to go to school like you to cheat and cheat." Zeng Lengling laughed out loud as she spoke, although she was not pretty, but her face was a rare baby fat in this period, which made her look unique.

"Hehe, then I'll invite you next time you come to the commune." Fang Dajun didn't pretend to be a big sum, although he still had more than 20 yuan on him, which seemed to be a lot, but it was not even as good as the other party's monthly salary, and tying Bai Fumei was not his pursuit.

"Okay, I'll wait. If there's anything you want here, I'll go back first, and I'll write a report on my work in the countryside today. Zeng Lengling offered her farewell.

Watching the beautiful woman go away, he didn't have the courage to come up with the evil idea of sleeping together. When I first went upstairs, I glanced at the wall clock, and now it's almost seven o'clock, and after thinking about it, I went downstairs to the bathhouse to take a bath, and I met a middle-aged bather, don't get me wrong, and there was no such thing as picking soap for each other.

The two had a "sincere" conversation, this middle-aged man is called Wang Guoqiang, the secretary of the Zhenxi Commune, and he is thirty kilometers away from the county seat in the west direction.

Fang Dajun still has a little impression of that place, there is a specialty in Sichuan that comes from that town, well, this specialty is a certain radish brand.

Just take a bath and meet, without too much in-depth communication, chatted a little and then ended, he changed into dry clothes and followed out of the guest house, has asked about the situation, the guest house closed in the early morning, because this place is not only to the public, but also to the outside, because it is close to the county government, so there are occasional individual guests to stay.

As soon as I got to the street, according to the direction that Zeng Lengling said, I walked to the high school, and suddenly a strange passenger car drove over, this kind of car is commonly known as the "air bag", there is a super big bag on the roof, this is because PetroChina has not yet given the force, there is a serious shortage of gasoline, and there is no gas compression technology and equipment, so the gas can only be stored in the air bag on the roof of the car under atmospheric pressure, the gas bag full of gas is bulging, enough to be half the size of the car below, when the gas is used up part, the gas bag is getting more and more deflated, Dangling on the roof of the car, it really feels a bit shaky, and it is easy to break down when you run out of gas.

This kind of car will not be eliminated from Sichuan until the end of the eighties, before the crossing he only saw pictures on the Internet, but now he can see the real thing, and when he returns to the commune, he will also take this atmospheric charter bus to Beidou.

"Dudu~!" The lama's voice sounded, and it was the driver asking him if he was hitchhiking.

At this time, if you shake your hand, the car will stop, now there is no rule for parking at the station, you can get on and off the car anywhere, Fang Dajun hurriedly turned around and went to the sidewalk.

The horn stopped, and the atmosphere gradually went away, like a tired old man, but it was the cornerstone of the rise of China!

Fang Dajun was in a mood and wanted to recite poetry, but found that he couldn't find a suitable sentence; I want to yell at it, but I'm afraid of inviting the police; I wanted to sing loudly, but tragically found that my mind was full of unnutritious love songs.

Pit! Finally, I finally remembered a song that was popular when I was a student, "Listen to My Mother Tell Me About the Past".

The moon travels through the clouds like a white lotus,

The evening breeze blew a burst of happy singing.

We sat beside the tall heaps of grain,

Listen to my mother talk about the past,

At that time, my mother had no land,

All life is in two hands,

Sweat flows in the fiery fields of the landlords,

But my mother ate wild vegetables and chaff.

The wind and snow howl like a wolf in winter,

But my mother was dressed in tattered single clothes,

She went to sew a fox fur robe for the landlord,

Cold and hungry, he fell on the snow.

How many years of suffering have passed,

Mom is looking forward to today's good times.

Humming a minor tune, Anbu was in the car, and by the last light before the night, he headed east, and he didn't know whether the second sister ate the meat by herself or gave it to her classmates.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards him from the side like lightning, which startled him, could it be that the security in this period was also so bad?

"Young man, did you just sing "Listen to Mom Tell Me About the Past" written by Teacher Guan?"

Da Khan, it turned out that he met a song friend, "This uncle, who are you?" ”

Since this person knows the name of the song, it means that the song is available now, and he has no burden to sing, although he is not against plagiarism, but he is not interested in singing, because he can't become a Maiba in his previous life and this life, he is born with incomplete five tones, and he is out of tune when he sings. The only thing I can look forward to is that this life has not yet entered the voice change period, I hope it can be a little more normal after the voice change, it is best to have a blade-like voice, and then you can take a guitar and go everywhere.

"Hey, you see I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Zhao Han, and I am the vocal teacher of the county art troupe. Young man, the tune I just heard you sing is very different from Teacher Qu's arrangement, can you tell me who you listened to sing this tune? Zhao Han asked with some expectation.

"How do I know? I learned it when I sang in the class chorus. Of course, he couldn't say this, so he changed his words: "I hummed nonsense by myself, I don't think there's anything special?" "Is there any other version of this song?

"What? It's you humming it yourself, young man, which school are you, are you interested in signing up for the art troupe? When Zhao Han said this, his hand had already grabbed Fang Dajun's arm, for fear that he would run away.

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