Chapter 165: The Difficult Situation (1)

Yuan Xiaosheng really didn't want to talk nonsense with people like Qian Fatzi, so he ended the conversation, turned around and folded into his original office, not wanting the door to be open, but there was no one inside, and then he remembered that Chen Yongnian usually stayed in the finance office in the afternoon, and Liu Hongmei rarely came to work in the afternoon, so he couldn't help but feel that he was a little self-inflicted, sneered, and went to Feng Haishan's office again,

Pushing the door in, Feng Haishan was standing in front of the table, with his legs crossed, one hand behind his back, and he was writing calligraphy with a focused expression, after Yuan Xiaosheng went in, Feng Haishan didn't seem to hear it, Yuan Xiaosheng quietly approached, and his eyes fell on Feng Haishan's words written in the newspaper, and found that Feng Haishan's words were more brilliant than before, so he couldn't help but clap his hands and praise: "Good words." ”

Feng Haishan was writing in a daze, and was startled by Yuan Xiaosheng's shouting, and his hand trembled involuntarily, and a drop of ink fell on an official character just written, printing and dyeing a piece, and at the same time looking up and seeing that it was Yuan Xiaosheng, he laughed, and at the same time put the brush on the table, and said, "How come you kid still have time to come back." In his words, he didn't seem to take Yuan Xiaosheng, the secretary of the county magistrate, seriously.

The relationship between Yuan Xiaosheng and Feng Haishan is not comparable to others, otherwise it can't be regarded as a year-old friend, Yuan Xiaosheng didn't follow the cliché, with a little force, he patted Feng Haishan's waist directly, and said with a smile: "I can't imagine that you, an old guy, are still so hard, be careful to bend over for a long time, and the lumbar disc will be herniated, so you will feel better." As he spoke, he took a large character that Feng Haishan put on the table, and looked at it, but he was not very good at calligraphy, at most he could be regarded as a little understanding, but he also found that Feng Haishan's words revealed a rare elegance and ease, so he said casually: "Your handwriting is so good, I'm afraid it's a pity not to participate in the competition." ”

Feng Haishan said disapprerovingly: "Writing is originally for cultivating feelings, and if you always want to participate in competitions and win awards, you will lose the original meaning of writing, and it will cause a great burden on your psychology, so why bother." ”

Yuan Xiaosheng took Feng Haishan's words and said: "Actually, this writing is the same thing as being an official, the key is that state of mind, if you are too obsessed, you will go astray, many literary artists are because they are too obsessed, and fall into menopause, just like Nietzsche, they actually say that they are the sun, what is the difference between them and a madman." ”

Feng Haishan laughed and said: "What else are you obsessed with, I think you can be obsessed now, three sentences are not separated from an 'official', even speaking and writing, can be associated with being an official, you have to be careful of yourself going crazy." ”

Yuan Xiaosheng also felt that his analogy just now was a little inappropriate, he was probably also nervous, he was about to become a fan of Lu Bao official, always thinking about being an official, just took office as a deputy director of the political axe office, secretary of the county magistrate, it can be said that he can't be regarded as a serious official, it's already like this, if he really takes up a leadership position in the future, I don't know what it looks like.

Talking to Yuan Xiaosheng, Feng Haishan opened the cabinet, took out a few thick envelopes from it, put them in front of Yuan Xiaosheng, and motioned Yuan Xiaosheng to open them, Yuan Xiaosheng opened one, it was actually an award certificate, the highest level was the first prize of a national calligraphy competition issued by a calligraphy association, and there was a certificate issued by Xiao Yueben, Yuan Xiaosheng couldn't help but look at Feng Haishan with admiration, and said in surprise for a long time: "Why didn't I know that you still had so many honors in the past, this really responds to that sentence, The real person doesn't show up, it seems that you have a comparison with Marie Curie. Looking up at Feng Haishan again, I felt that Feng Haishan's eyebrows were really a bit of Taoism.

Feng Haishan waved his hand and smiled: "Didn't I already tell me just now, I write just to cultivate my feelings, and I have no other pursuits, even if I have these honors, what can I do." ”

Yuan Xiaosheng was stunned and thought about it, and felt that some of Feng Haishan's pretentious words just now seemed to contradict themselves, and asked rhetorically: "Yes, you just said that you write just to cultivate your feelings, but why do you still participate in so many calligraphy competitions, it can be seen that you are also hypocritical, with one set on face and one behind your back." As he spoke, he felt a certain pleasure in his heart that had debunked others, and he smiled smugly,

Feng Haishan pointed at Yuan Xiaosheng, shook his head and said helplessly: "You have a mouth, there is really nothing you can do." But he didn't explain too much,

Yuan Xiaosheng seemed to suddenly remember something, and said: "I don't care if you are pretentious or really high, since your handwriting is so good, you and I have been forgotten for many years, should you give me a pair." As he spoke, he cast his expectant gaze on Feng Haishan's face,

In fact, Yuan Xiaosheng didn't know why he suddenly started a nerve, and remembered to ask Feng Haishan for words, but when he went to Chai Wenshan's house last time, he saw a pair of words hanging in the middle hall of Chai Wenshan's house, and the words on it were a little interesting, so he thought about asking Feng Haishan for a pair, staying by his side, maybe he would be able to use it one day,

A word, for Feng Haishan, is not a difficult matter, not to mention that Yuan Xiaosheng finally became a vassal of Fengya, so naturally he would not refuse, but he still picked the thorn in Yuan Xiaosheng's words, and said: "You kid doesn't have a door to speak, we have known each other for less than three years, how can we become old friends for many years, are you talking to other leaders." ”

Yuan Xiaosheng knew that he had lost his mouth just now, so he pushed Feng Haishan and said, "Don't be picky, hurry up, I can tell you, I have no rice paper, no good ink, no pennis, and I want your highest level, you can't fool me." Feng Haishan smiled helplessly at this kind of three-no-person personnel, took out a piece of rice paper from the cabinet, spread it on the table seriously, and said, "I'll give you a performance on the spot, it's okay." After speaking, he asked Yuan Xiaosheng: "What are you writing, is it the eight big characters of 'Mingzhi Tranquility and Far-reaching'." ”

Yuan Xiaosheng hurriedly shook his hand and said: "This can't be done, you can't write anything about this, haven't you heard that eight out of ten people who hang these eight words in the office have gone to prison, do you want me to follow in their footsteps, in this way, you can write me a poem, "Jiang Xue." ”

Feng Haishan couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at Yuan Xiaosheng's face suspiciously for a long time before he said: "Is it the song 'Thousands of Mountains and Birds Fly Away, Thousands of Paths and People Disappear, Lonely Boat Frog, Fishing for Cold River and Snow Alone'." Without waiting for Yuan Xiaosheng to answer, he continued to ask: "Why are you writing this, do you want to 'fish alone in the cold river and snow'." ”

Yuan Xiaosheng didn't explain to him, but just urged: "If you want to write, you can write, it's just that a poem is as serious as you think, I just suddenly remembered this poem and gave you a chance to perform." ”

Feng Haishan had no choice but to mutter, with a head full of muttering, he picked up the pen and wrote it on the rice paper, and when he was about to sign the seal, he was blocked by Yuan Xiaosheng again, and said: "Don't write the words of Yuan Xiaosheng Yazheng, just put your old man's seal on it." ”

Although Feng Haishan didn't know what to do, he also knew that Yuan Xiaosheng asked for this calligraphy and painting, probably to give it away, so he smiled at Yuan Xiaosheng with ulterior motives, and didn't say anything, he took out his seal and stamped it, and the rest of the thing was to mount it, so naturally he couldn't work hard anymore Feng Haishan, Yuan Xiaosheng carefully dried the ink on the rice paper, folded it, and asked Feng Haishan for a big envelope and put it in.

After the words were written, I talked to Feng Haishan for a few more words, about five o'clock, and it was estimated that it was almost time to get off work, so I rolled up the words that Feng Haishan had just written, and went to Nan Suqin's office, Nan Suqin's office was the last and most important stop of the township political axe,

After entering the door, Nan Suqin was sitting next to the computer playing the game of fighting the landlord, and when he saw Yuan Xiaosheng coming in, he only glanced up, and continued his game, Yuan Xiaosheng knew that Nan Suqin was angry, and he thought he was late, so he put on a smile, grinded to Nan Suqin's side, and said in an apologetic tone: "I'm really sorry, come here, everyone has to meet, and the face project still has to be done, which is like you women applying grease and powder to your face, just to look good." ”

Nan Suqin said in a stern tone: "I have never applied grease and powder, what kind of face project is I doing, besides, I am not old enough to do that." "Of course, I'm deliberately looking for the stubble of the original Xiaosheng,

Yuan Xiaosheng is not easy to see with her, after all, it is his fault in front, and it is inevitable that she will say a few words, so she sat next to Nan Suqin, and immediately felt the warm spring emanating from Nan Suqin, and the heart flag inevitably rippled.

If it was in the past, Yuan Xiaosheng would not have felt this way, and even if he had, he would immediately force himself to calm down, but now the two of them have already pierced the thin layer of window paper, and if they are restrained, it looks like a disguise, so they honestly and unceremoniously stopped a pair of big hands along Nan Suqin's waist.

Nan Suqin's whole body trembled immediately, and a layer of crimson color floated on her face, but she didn't react, maybe the two of them hadn't been together for a long time, and they both felt a little rusty and excited, Nan Suqin's cards came out in a mess, and from time to time they were scolded by the other party, so they simply forcibly withdrew, turned off the game, and took away the hand that Yuan Xiaosheng was holding on his waist, and scolded in a low voice: "The blue sky is white, and I am not afraid of people seeing it." ”

Yuan Xiaosheng salivated and said, "What's this, I'm hugging my own wife, not someone else's wife, even if it's seen, what's there." ”

Nan Suqin's face was a happy smile, but she said, "I'm really not ashamed, who is your wife." There was also a confused look in his eyes, he lowered his head and got into Yuan Xiaosheng's arms, drilled for a while, raised his head again, kissed Yuan Xiaosheng's face, and lowered his head with a blushing face.

Yuan Xiaosheng suddenly had the feeling of "little don't look like a newlywed", and the spicy person in his arms can become such a bird.