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Wealth Chapter 224 Mountain Rain is Coming "Please Ask for a Monthly Pass" [VIP]

The group went out of the Guanyin Temple. Continue your journey up the mountain.

"You used to go up the mountain a lot," Fan Wuxian glanced at Song Qing, who was light. I can't help but feel a little emotional.

Among the girls I know. Probably Song Qing is the most stamina one, right? At this time, she was wearing a tracksuit. Underfoot is Nike's shoes. Walking|Butt rocking around. But the head can remain steady. Fan Wuxian has reason to believe. Even if you put a jar on her head, it won't fall off.

But after all this time. Song Qing's cheeks were also slightly sweaty.

Fan Wuxian saw this. Just said it. "Let's take a break, everybody. Replenish a little water and nutrition first. ”

The bodyguards have good physical strength. But climbing a mountain is not the same as a regular exercise. The requirements for breathing and posture are relatively high. Although the sea is known as an amphibious operation. Armed around the clock. But in the past few years, there has been no danger with Fan Wu's illness. But I have enjoyed a lot of blessings. There's also a little less exercise. Climbed the mountain for two hours. But I also felt a little tired.

After hearing Fan Wuxi's order. The crowd began to unload their backpacks from their shoulders. Activated the activity bloodline. Then sit around. Drink some fresh water. Replenish some energy.

Song Qing's physical energy consumption is also a lot. It's just that this girl's personality is stronger. Fan Wuxian ordered to rest. It solved a problem for her. She immediately burrowed into the bushes beside her. It took a few minutes before he returned to the group blushing.

Fan Wuxian knows it without asking. Qing must have released the water. Mixed with a large group of big men. Nothing is very convenient. It's a little hard for her.

"How much have you been my dad's secretary?" Fan Wuxi asked casually.

"It's been more than three months—" Song Qing touched her sweat-soaked hair with her hand. Tie them together with rubber bands. Form a horse's tail. Then it was natural to say to Fan Wuxian that the public selection of cadres at that time. I came up with an exam. Later, Secretary Fan's secretary Han went to the government office as a deputy. Just add me to the secretary. According to Secretary Fan. In recent years, I have been dealing with foreign businessmen a lot, so I am a graduate of the Foreign Chinese College. It's gone.

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Fan Wuxian nodded. Then I remembered something. So he asked with some curiosity. "You and your cousin. They are all students of the College of Foreign Chinese, which makes me feel very admired. The mountainous area is able to produce two such key university students. It's really not easy, you must have a family history in your family, right? ”

Speaking of which. There's still a bit of a story in it. Song Qing asked Fan Wuxian. I think of something.

Left and right idle and nothing. Fan Yi encouraged Song Qing to tell him this story. By the way, I took a break.

It turned out that Song Qing's maternal grandfather was a kind person. But there is no culture. As for Song Qing's parents. It's just a bit of culture. Far from being a literate person.

Song Qing's maternal grandfather cooked for Zi's cafeteria during the Cultural Revolution. He is relatively simple. Three more generations of poor peasants. It's more laid-back. Although I criticized this and that. But no one knows how he is

this day. But it was the county party committee that was criticized. It was sent to their village for renovation.

The criticism situation at that time. Many people don't know very well. There are times when the stage is criticized in the village. Remove the door panel and put it up. Then the head of the rebels shouted. Send so-and-so to the capital to be charged. Immediately, two young militiamen grabbed the shoulders of the capitalist roaders in high hats and brought them over. Then toward, the stage is a habit. Hit it hard. Then let him kneel there and start critting.

Moreover, this kind of criticism is carried out from village to village. At that time, the secretary of the party committee was already in his fifties. The bones of the body naturally can't stand this kind of destruction, and the eyes can't hold it down.

Song Qing's maternal grandfather was cooking at the time. The capitalist roaders and rebels ate on the same stove.

When eating. Naturally, the rebels were served a meal first. In the end, it was the turn of the secretary of the county party committee. Song Qing's maternal grandfather scolded. "You're a capitalist roader. Eat it aside. Don't sit with us revolutionary masses! ”

Naturally, the rebels followed suit. It is said that the master's ideological consciousness is high.

The secretary of the county party committee holds a rice bowl. Tears came down. He has done revolutionary work all his life. It's okay to be criticized and wronged by the rebels. The master who doesn't even know a single word is rejecting himself. It's a very sad feeling.

He walked to the side with his rice bowl in his hand. Stretched out his chopsticks. Sandwiched two bites of rice. Shed tears while eating. But when the chopsticks are inserted underneath. I realized that something was wrong. Take a closer look. There are two poached eggs buried under the noodles.

He suddenly came to his senses. The old man who cooks is not disgusted, he is a capitalist roader. But I can't see him being tossed. deliberately stuffed two poached eggs quietly for him to make up for his body.

Not to mention how touched the county party secretary's mood was. This kind of time. Eggs are also a rarity. The old man braved a big one

Give him this capitalist roader to take care of. It can be said that it is a great kindness.

It didn't take long. The Cultural Revolution was over. The secretary of the county party committee resumed his work. and rose to the rank of district commissioner.

The next day, he drove back to Song Qing's grandfather's village. Tell the old man. But whatever you want. I'll do my best to help you get satisfied. But the old man didn't ask for anything. In this way, this favor is owed.

Later, the old man died of illness. The secretary of the county party committee also regretted that he had no chance to repay the favor. So he confessed that his son must take care of Lao'er's descendants.

"Later. I was in school with my cousin. was taken care of by the son of the county party secretary. At that time, he was already the director of the district education bureau. Song Qing said to Fan Wuxi. With this layer of relationship. We have more resources than ordinary people. Better. That's the difference. Let's go to a major university. ”

Fan Wuxian listened to the story. There are also some feelings. "Good people have good rewards. That's not true at all! ”

At that time, Song Qing's maternal grandfather was putting eggs for the secretary of the county party committee. I guess it's not for any future repayment. It's nothing more than watching the pitiful fight of the county party secretary. It's just compassion.

But the secretary of the county party committee is grateful to the newspaper. I remembered the two eggs for a lifetime. It also shows that he is a cadre with a human touch. I haven't forgotten the old man's kindness.

Rested for a while. He then walked up the hill. But this time, I realized that the weather was a little wrong.

It was still sunny just now. Now the clouds are overcast. From the treetops, you can see that the wet mist is dripping and infecting the green leaves. Dew can almost be seen on the edges of the leaves.

"The weather inside the mountains. It's like a face-changing in Sichuan opera. This can happen at any time. Song Qing said to everyone with a frown. Looks like we're looking for a shelter from the rain. ”

Fan Wuxian also regretted it a little. But I didn't expect that the air forecast would be accurate. But if you want to turn around and go down the mountain at this time. It's also a less sensible choice.

Continue up the hill. Heavy rain may occur. Difficulties. Make a U-turn and go down the hill. It's also tough. Once the rain falls. The mud on the mountain road is unpredictable. If you are not careful, you will lose your footing and become a thousand years of hatred.

So Fan Wuxian thought for a while and said. "Now it's a dilemma. Look, the rain is about to fall. We're looking for a flatter square. Let's set up the tent first. At least it won't be drenched in soup. ”

Song Qing also agreed with Fan Wuxi's opinion. "Rain in the mountains. Come and go as fast as you go. It's best to avoid it for now. Maybe it will be sunny again in a few hours. ”

And they began to pitch their tents. The tents they use are all military tents. It's a lot of space. Can accommodate two people lying down. After the shelves are set up. Inflate the mat with air. It doesn't take a few minutes to finish.

After they were busy for a while. Six tents were erected. In order to prevent being blown away by strong winds and rain. The six tents were deliberately connected together. So the man lay down inside. Close the curtains. No matter how much rain there is outside, you don't need to worry about safety.

That is, they just got it right. The rain poured down. Fan Wuxian hid in the tent with Song Qing. Through a translucent tent. You can see the rain constantly pounding on the roof. The hemispherical tent was smashed into a spherical shape. It seems to be adding a little more force. It's as if the tent was overwhelmed.

"I didn't expect this rain to happen!" Fan Wuxian said with some complaints. "It seems to be in the morning. I'm a little too convinced! ”

Suppose I listened to the weather forecast in the morning. The operation was abandoned. There wouldn't be such an embarrassing situation now. I don't know how long this will last. If you don't stop all day. It's a hassle.

The mountain rain in the summer is very strong. Time is a little bit. It is easy to cause flash floods, mudslides and other qualitative disasters. To be like that. The safety of his own group is worrying.

However, Song Qing comforted Fan Wuxian and said. "The raindrops were huge. It's not like the kind of precipitation that lasts for a long time. I guess it's over in two hours at most. ”

"Let's hope so—" Wuzhi had no claim at this time. Just pray that the heavens will fulfill the wishes of the people.

Raindrops kept pounding on the tent. Fan Wuxian and Song Qing were sitting in the tent. There was a non-verbal nonsense. Suddenly, there was no topic for a while. There was silence inside the tent. It seems that they can all hear each other's heartbeats.

Fan Wuxi's brain also crashed. It took a long time to squeeze out a sentence. "Hey. Your heart seems to be beating fast! ”

Song Qing listened. His face was flushed, as if he was drunk. I complained in my heart. Why are you so real? There are no pop-ups