It's been a month since he returned from visiting relatives, and Wang Huaju has always controlled himself not to think about Lan Rong, especially avoiding contact with her alone, her spicy gaze made him both warm and frightened. One day he opened the desk drawer and found a note inside, which read, "Your sweater has been (been) knitted, shall I send it or will you take it at the recruitment agency?" Lan Rong's handwriting, two words in one sentence.

He didn't want her to be sent to the office, it was not good when there was no one, and it was not good if there were too many people. Although knitting a sweater between colleagues is nothing, there is a suspicion of intimacy and ambiguity. He wanted to go to the guest house to get it himself when he got up early to exercise, and a few girls in the women's dormitory knew that the sweater was his anyway, and none of them were from the good seed station.

Wang Huaju has always retained the habit of morning exercise. As long as it doesn't rain, he insists on running on the dirt road leading to the field. Running to the third round trip today, the curtains of the women's dormitory in the guest house were pulled ajar, and it was estimated that Lan Rong had already gotten up. Old Feng Tou was sweeping the floor in front of the door with a big broom, and he greeted with a smile: Director Feng is early!

Lao Feng Tou was flattered, and the broom leaned on his chest Hehe Yile: Okay, you are an instructor, call Lao Feng Tou, what is the director!

Wang Huaju asked: Did Xiaolan get up?

Old Feng Tou hurriedly replied: It's up, I brushed my teeth just now. Turn your head and shout Xiaolan, your instructor is looking for you!

Wang Huaju came to the door of the dormitory. Ye Xiaona had just fallen asleep on the night shift, and Lan Rong was combing her hair in a snow-white tight sweater, just like a blooming water lily. Seeing that Wang Hua came and put down the wooden comb, he smiled, took out the sweater that was folded upright, handed it over, and said: Come in and sit? If you don't knit well, you can wear it.

Wang Huaju shook his hand at Ye Xiaona's bunk, took the sweater and said thank you, and walked out of the guest house along the corridor.

Old Feng Strode after him from behind, and said in a flattering tone: "Instructor, I want to ask you for a favor, are you willing?" The old man's voice was not loud and mysterious.

Old Feng Tou said, my kid Feng Yonghou didn't exercise under you last year? Entered the repair shop, apprenticed with the "old eighth-level" master, and the technology progressed rapidly, and now he is on his own. His mother has been dead for ten years, and there is no woman or family in the family, so I want to start a family for him as soon as possible.

The old man swallowed his saliva, put his mouth on Wang Hua's ear and said: Hun boy fell in love with Xiaolan, and he was worried that there was no suitable person to match, please ask Instructor Wang to be old that month, willing?

Wang Huaju was stunned: Who? Lan Rong?

Old Feng Tou only raised his eyebrows and danced: Enna! What a good girl, she looks handsome and sweet, and she brings her own meal ticket.

"Bring your own meal ticket" refers to employees who go to work. At that time, there were few female workers on the farm, and most of the women cooked and fed the pigs as family members.

Wang Huaju frowned and asked: Does Xiaolan mean this? You can't be a hot introducer with a shaved head.

Lao Feng Tou is full of confidence: that girl is a thief, and she must know it in her heart. When I saw my kid, Master Feng shouted. Once she saw that the buttons of my clothes were crooked, she took them three times and two times to re-nail them, and said sweetly Uncle Feng, I will wrap up the needlework of your grandfather and her husband in the future! You see, isn't there anything in this talk? I'm thinking that you will come forward and say it will be done!

Wang Huaju was upset and didn't want to listen to him continue to nag, so he nodded and said: Got it, try it.

Old Feng raised his voice: Please, Instructor Wang, please drink on the day it is done! As he spoke, he glanced at Lan Rong's window, wishing that his wish would soon come true.

The Personnel Section allocates a quota of "work for work" to the Seed Station. Wang Huaju retrieved the declaration form, and made a decision to give it to Lan Rong in his heart. He asked Ping Qingyun to discuss symbolically, Lao Ping said that you are in charge of personnel matters, we are good at standing two young people, can we fight for another one?

Wang Huaju said that the name is dead, and there will be a chance next time. Xiao Jiang will exercise again, and this quota will be given to Xiaolan. Lao Ping understood that he had a grudge against Jiang Lesheng, and he didn't want to say anything more.

Wang Hua went to look for Lan Rong with the declaration form, and for some reason his heart suddenly jumped, always like something was going to happen.

The sky was filled with sparse snowflakes. The birch tree in front of the warehouse stood slim, and the branches bloomed with tender new shoots. A bird's nest was built on the top of the tree, and the birds flew in and out merrily.

On the iron nose of the warehouse gate, a large iron lock is hung. Except for ventilation or trucks loading and unloading seeds, the gate is generally not open. A small door is opened on the gate to facilitate the entry and exit of personnel.

Wang Huaju came to the front of the warehouse, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look around, but there was no one in front of or around. He feigned a cough and hunched through the door. Lan Rong was surprised and delighted when she saw him, and she was busy moving a stool to make way for him to sit. Saying that the accountant was urging the report, I was busy all afternoon. It's May, and it's snowing on this hellish day. The instructor hasn't been here for a long time, how can he be free today? She was incoherent and couldn't hide the panic in her heart.

Wang Huaju saw that Lan Rong's face was like a peach blossom, and the twin peaks were towering under the tight sweater, and he couldn't help but beat faster. He put the declaration form on the table and deliberately said lightly: It's not a big deal, you fill in this form.

This is a 16k mimeographed form - "Maoshan Farm Work-for-Work Personnel Declaration Form".

"Dai Gan" marks a change of identity, confirming that she has entered the management of the farm, and no longer has to do heavy physical work, rolling in mud and sweating. She can be as decent as the girl in the agency, dressed neatly and beautifully. That's exactly what she dreamed of!

The huge joy suddenly came, she was like Fan Jin who had been lifted, not crazy but a little confused.

She looked at it carefully with the declaration form in her hand, and asked Wang Huaju: Is this form a file? Do you want to ask Xiao Jiang to fill it in for me by the way? She knew that her handwriting was too bad, and it didn't look good in the file.

Wang Huaju said that without Jiang Lesheng, there would be a quota on the station.

Lan Rong was puzzled: On family composition and social relations, Xiao Jiang is the same as herself; In terms of work, accountants are more demanding than custodians; On culture, Xiao Jiang graduated from high school, and he didn't finish a year in agriculture. Why was this place given to her?

Wang Huaju said with a whim, the quota is very tight, and there was no one in the improved seed station, so I specially fought for it.

Lan Rong was stunned and speechless. Tears rolled in his eyes, and the handwriting on the declaration form was blurred.

The wind was blowing, and the small half-open door was blowing back and forth, making a nasty creaking sound. Wang Huaju hesitated and stood up and said, "Plug the door, I should go back."

Lan Rong looked out, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky. She inserted the door and hugged him tightly, and said excitedly: Instructor, you are my great benefactor, and I can't repay you with anything...... I wanted to marry you and serve you for the rest of my life...... You are too bitter alone, and I am willing to give it to you today. Xiaolan is not a shallow person, you can verify it!

Wang Hua's heart was pounding, his hands trembling and stroking her hair, ears, and hot cheeks, saying Is this okay? Little basket, you're a good girl. I know I feel sorry for me. I like you too......

He flattened the sack of seeds, took off his military coat and spread it on it. Lan Rong was as soft as a noodle, and her eyes were closed at his mercy, waiting to dedicate the girl's body to her great benefactor.

Wang Huaju completely forgot about his identity as an instructor at this moment, and his wife's warning of "crushing the balls" was also thrown out of the clouds. He rolled her sweater and shirt to her neck, unbuttoned her bra, and two clumps of snow-white clotted fat popped out, each topped with a red cherry. Wang Hua's eyes were blood-red and panting, and he pounced on it like a boar in heat.

Unable to help the sharp pain of torn flesh and skin, Lan Rong screamed "ah", immediately closed her lips, and suddenly flashed in her mind the scene of resisting Niu Erleng five years ago. At this moment, she has no sense of humiliation, and voluntarily repays her debts for her debts, only sweet and sour, not bitter.

After a stormy attack, Wang Huaju was panting, and his head was covered with beads of sweat. He slowed down, kissed her eyes and her lips, and muttered dreamily: Xiaolan, don't worry, I will always be good to you.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Lan Rong! Open the door! It seems to be Jiang Lesheng's voice.

The knock on the door became more and more urgent. Lan Rong sat up with an agitated spirit, and Wang Hua hurriedly covered her mouth, for fear that she would answer.

She subconsciously ripped off her rolled-up blouse to cover her chest, and asked with frightened eyes what to do?

Wang Huaju asked closely: Is the door tight?

Lan Rong nodded. She was half-bare, pressed under him.

This place is located in a corner of the warehouse, the grain stack is like a screen enough to block the view outside the door, Wang Huaju leaned in her ear and comforted: Don't be afraid, just can't get in. us, hate!

The rare encounter is so wonderful, why not do it endlessly? He pushed Lan Rong down, regained his vigor and tried his best, and moved with a faster rhythm and more ferocious movements.

The door rang twice, but there was no movement. Jiang Lesheng said to himself as he walked: The lights are on, where did this little blue go?

Wang Huaju finally collapsed, pulling out Lan Rong's shorts, which were stained with blood and a puddle of slimy liquid. He kissed her again, rolled up his shorts and put them in his pants pocket, and said, "Give me a memento."

Lan Rong blushed and kicked on her pants with her bare ass. The girl who is not familiar with the world does not realize that the great benefactor is on guard against her.

Jiang Lesheng returned to the office, and Ping Qingyun asked him if he had seen the instructor?

He said no. I just went to the warehouse to ask for a seed consumption report, and the lights were on but there was no one.

Lao Ping said that the switchboard called, and the instructor's family came to visit relatives on the farm and asked him to send a car to the train station to pick him up. "You run to the station with the carriage, and I will arrange a place for the couple to live, I'm afraid that there will be no room in the guest house when it's late."

Ping Qingyun sent Jiang Lesheng to pick up Erni with the intention of bridging the rift between him and Wang Huaju. The shadow of the quarrel between the two people a few years ago is far from dissipating in the hearts of the instructors, and it can be seen from this report of "work instead of work". In fact, Jiang Lesheng did a better job than Lan Rong.

There have been rumors about the instructor and Lan Rong recently, and Lao Ping also feels that their relationship is not normal. He thinks that making life style mistakes is the most unproductive and unworthy, and he is worried that his partner will fall behind in this regard. Intentionally reminded him that the future was important, and swallowed back the words a few times: chasing after the wind and shadows may make Wang Huaju angry and ashamed, and people are like addiction to drugs, and it is difficult to listen to advice and advice.

When a cadre is afraid of making mistakes, he will be ruined if he makes mistakes, and this is his pain. I have worked with Wang Huaju for three years, and I think the young man is generally good, and it would be a pity if he got into trouble. Lao Ping has always been kind to others, and he is sincerely happy about Erni's arrival. Wang Huaju is young after all, and the husband and wife have been separated for a long time, which is not the same thing after all.