The next day, Yoo Jun woke up very early. Ruan Bixiu heard the noise, and came out of the bedroom in a daze, and found that her son was already neatly dressed and ready to go out.

"Xiaojun, what are you doing, it's still early."

"I'm going to exercise and defend what Chief Liang promised me to teach me grappling."

In his previous life, Liu Jun insisted on exercising and was in good health. However, he is not a fanatical martial arts fan, and he has a somewhat joking mentality about his godly kung fu. Of course, it is good that Section Chief Liang can teach himself a few practical self-defense techniques, and it doesn't hurt if he can't learn them.

"It's so early, you're a little kid going out, I'm afraid it's not safe."

Ruan Bixiu has just become an "official wife", and her mentality has not yet been fully adjusted.

Living in the compound of the county revolutionary committee, going to do a morning exercise will cause safety problems, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?

"It's okay, let him go, it's good to exercise."

Liu Jin only spoke.

"Then, you should go home early for breakfast, don't be too late, you still have to go to school."

"Oh."

Liu Jun came to the lawn where the security department exercised yesterday, and saw Section Chief Liang running over with a few young people. There is no doubt that Section Chief Liang is a soldier, even if there are only three or five soldiers, they are also neatly lined up, and there is no feeling of sparse pulling. It is quite reassuring to entrust the security of the entire compound of the county revolutionary committee to such people.

"Uncle Liang, good morning."

Yoo Jun greeted him with a smile.

Section Chief Liang also had a smile on his face: "Liu Jun, hello." Why, really came to practice grappling with my uncle? ”

"A manly man, a word is spoken, and the horse is difficult to chase."

"What a manly man. In that case, I have to make an appointment with you for three chapters, otherwise I won't teach you. ”

Liu Jun's heart was stagnant, secretly thinking that he wouldn't meet a master like Mr. Zhou again, right? Desperately stuffing things into his head. Reading is just that, there is some foundation, this physical exercise is not for fun, you want to see the real chapter! In particular, according to the method of training recruits in the army, you are asked to do 100 push-ups, not just 99.

However, "it is difficult to chase after a horse", it is really forced here, and it is too late to regret it, so I have to put on a posture of "thin donkey pulling hard", and said hard: "Okay, the master has an order, and the disciples all obey it." ”

Section Chief Liang's face became serious, and he waved his hand first, letting a few of his subordinates practice on their own, and then said to Liu Jun seriously: "If you have this heart, I will teach it well, and I will never hide it." In the first three months, let's practice the basic skills, half an hour a day horse step punching, 100 push-ups, first lay a solid foundation, and then I will teach you other skills. ”

Yoo Joon almost fainted to death on the spot!

This and this is really self-inflicted.

"What, scared?"

A contemptuous sneer appeared at the corner of Section Chief Liang's mouth.

Liu Jun knew that he was using the agitation method, but he still couldn't hold it. has been a grassroots all his life, and the most unbearable thing is to be looked down upon.

"What is there to be afraid of, you can do it, I can do it too!"

"Okay, now, legs apart, flat shoulders, squat......"

……

When he returned home, Liu Jun was sweating through his clothes, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he was very sore.

Ruan Bixiu was very distressed when she saw her son's tired appearance, and said angrily: "Exercising is not such an exercise method. It's like doing coolies. ”

"It's not, half an hour of horse steps and punches, a hundred push-ups, more tiring than doing coolies."

Liu Jun hummed and complained in front of his mother.

Liu Jincai laughed: "Yes, if you continue to practice like this, you will grow into a strong young man in less than two years." ”

"Yes, yes, then you just wait to be grandpa, Director Liu!"

Ruan Bixiu said sarcastically.

Liu Jincai laughed.

Liu Jun is too lazy to pay attention, how can a son think about being a grandparent when he is only nine years old? This is too anxious! grabbed a bun and took a bite, but Yan Fei's beautiful little appearance unconsciously appeared in his mind. Strange, do you really want to change your wife after being reborn?

……

Zhang Mulin moved quickly, and in just a few days, he completed the things entrusted by Liu Jun. Fang Wenti rented a small shop in Lao Cai and put up a sign for a repair shop.

This area was originally a gathering place for the old street to repair clocks and watches, shoes and repair all kinds of household goods, and it is inconspicuous to have such a small repair shop. Liu Jun got Zhang Mulin's notice that it was Sunday and ran to take a look.

When Fang Wenti saw Liu Jun, he was excited and a little complaining.

"Xiaojun, you told me to move here, brother, thank you. But don't hurt me. ”

Liu Jun was surprised and said, "Brother Fang, how can I harm you?" ”

"When I first arrived, I didn't know the place well, and I couldn't receive three customers in one day, and I made less than five cents in total. If you continue like this, you will not starve to death? ”

Liu Jun smiled: "I was worried about this, it's okay, you go find a blank piece of paper and a brush." ”

"What for?"

"Don't ask why, just do what you are told to do."

Fang Wenti was stunned for a moment, he really didn't dare to stiffen his mouth, dragged a stump leg, and walked out one by one. I don't know who I paid a lot of good words, but I really got a blank piece of paper and a brush.

Liu Jun saw that he was still holding ink in his hand, and said with a smile: "Drawing inferences from one another, he is really clever." ”

Fang Wenti stuffed the things into Liu Jun's hand, looking at what kind of look you wanted.

Liu Jun spread out the white paper, dipped it in ink, and in an instant, a small "advertisement" was waved.

Fang Wenti's eyes were straight at that time: "Repair the TV?" Junjun, you're not kidding, are you? I've never even seen a TV. ”

"You haven't seen it, I've seen it."

Fang Wenti swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "You can even fix the TV?" ”

Liu Jun didn't want to show off in front of Fang Wenti, so he just nodded. Who knew that this kid was not at ease, and added: "This can't be a joke, my little master, people really brought it, you can't do it well, you want to smash the signboard." ”

Liu Jun held his breath in his heart. You kid is still less deceived in Hongqi Commune? When someone's radio was sent, which time was it repaired? It's not that people don't have accessories, or they say that it's so rotten that they can't be repaired, so why don't you see your shop closed?

"Why don't you just find a TV, dismantle it all, and I'll install it for you?"

Fang Wenti couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to surrender.

"Okay, okay, you're the master, I'm afraid of you."

Confucius said, "The trouble of man lies in being a good teacher." That's right. Fang Wenti's voice of master really made Liu Jun feel comfortable. Although he also helped Fang Wenti make some money in the past, and taught him some radio knowledge in a so-so manner, I never heard him call him master. It must still be on Liu Jincai's face. It's a bit embarrassing to call the son of the deputy director of the commune a master, but it's an honor to call the son of the deputy director of the county a master.

Fang Wenti's repair shop put up an "advertisement" all over the street, and it really worked. Half an hour later, someone came over with a cassette recorder and shouted, "Can you fix the TV here?" ”

"Hmm."

Fang Wenti nodded, a little lacking in confidence.

"You're sure you'll be able to fix the cassette recorder?"

Although the cassette recorder and the TV are not the same thing, the general principle is still the same, and the structure of the TV is far more complex than the cassette recorder, and the shop that can repair the TV can naturally repair the cassette recorder, and it is also reasonable for people to reason so.

The man spoke, slamming the big guy on the table.

I squinted at it, and the Shanghai-made Red Lantern 2L1400 tape recorder, weighing 13 kilograms, was an out-and-out big guy, as thick as its owner.

"Hey, can you fix it?"

"Yes!"

The tape recorder Fang Wenti was not scared and full of confidence.

"But it's not cheap."

"Hehe, as long as you can fix it, the price is easy to say."

"Okay, you put it here, come and get it tomorrow."

The man looked at the small shop, a little uneasy, and said, "If you can fix it, fix it now." I can't wait for tomorrow. If I can't fix it, I'll find another house. ”

Look at the appearance of the tape recorder, the plating is mottled, it has been some years, and it is estimated that he has repaired it more than once. If other families could cure it, he wouldn't have looked for such a newly opened shop.

Naturally, this cannot be said. If a guest comes to the door, can't it be pushed out?

Fang Wenti looked at Liu Jun for help.

He knows Liu Jun's rules, and he doesn't like to show off in front of people. When he was in Hongqi Commune, he received the goods first, and Liu Jun took the time to hide and repair. I can't tell if Liu Jun will make this exception.

Liu Jun smiled slightly: "It's a big deal to fix a tape recorder, I don't need my brother to do it, I'll do it." ”

"You?"

The man's face was full of disbelief.

"What are you kidding?"

Ryu Jun ignored him, grabbed the screwdriver and began to disassemble the casing.

The man wanted to stop him, but seeing that Yoo Jun was skillful and didn't look like he was joking, he sat down on the side suspiciously, and made up his mind to see how Yoo Jun picked up this.

"It's not a problem to fix it, but it costs six dollars."

Yoo Jun checked it and made a price.

"So expensive?"

Liu Jun's price is actually quite fair, deducting the cost of component materials, but he charged him three yuan for handwork. Listening to his voice, there was no hint of surprise, and he knew that he was pretending, and it may have been more expensive for other families in the past. The messy welding scars, messy wiring and a bunch of messes added to the magnification are enough to prove that people are hacking him.

Liu Jun didn't bother to explain, and glanced at Fang Wenti.

"If you want to change a lot of components, you can repair them if you want to, and if you don't want to, you won't be reluctant."

When it comes to asking for a price, Fang Wenti is older than Liu Jun, and he puts on a posture of listening to your own convenience.

"Okay, you fix it."

When the man saw that these two guys were coaxing, he also had the heart to try.

Liu Jun said the names of a few components and asked Fang Wenti to buy them. Don't look at Fang Wenti's legs and feet, he is not slow to run when he has money to make, and he quickly bought back the accessories he needed. In less than half an hour, the cassette recorder made a "bang-bang" sound.

"Okay, sure enough, there are two hits."

The man was overjoyed, dropped six yuan, picked up the tape recorder and left happily.

Maybe it's because of Sunday, maybe it's because the "advertisement" really worked, this business is booming, a total of seven orders of business, and even the lunch is bought and eaten by Fang Wenti for Liu Jun. When he left in the afternoon, Liu Jun had ten more yuan in his pocket, and he felt like he was going to float up when he walked.

But Liu Jun is still good, Fang Wenti is simply crazy, dragging a lame leg around the shop, but he refuses to sit for a while.

Humming a little song all the way back to the county revolutionary committee, seeing Yan Fei running around in the grove in a strap skirt to chase a butterfly, Liu Jun had a big heart, and couldn't help but take her hand, ran to the small supply and marketing cooperatives in the compound, bought two ice creams, licked them slowly, and walked back hand in hand. The people they met along the way stared at them with smiling eyes. Not long after moving to the compound of the county revolutionary committee, many people did not know Liu Jun and Yan Fei, but this does not mean that others do not know them.

Director Yan's beautiful youngest daughter and Director Liu's handsome youngest son, holding hands, I don't know how many people are envious.

When I returned home, I unexpectedly found that my brother-in-law Ruan Chenglin was also there.

"Uncle, you're here."

Liu Jun was in a good mood and greeted his uncle with a smile.

"Hey."

The person Ruan Chenglin is most afraid of is his brother-in-law Liu Jincai, and now that Liu Jincai is the second-in-command in the county, Ruan Chenglin is even more restrained. Although I was in my sister's house, I still sat in a proper manner. Seeing Liu Jun come in, he showed a hint of a smile.

"Uncle, why do you have time to come to see us today, what about grandparents and grandmothers, are you here?"

Ruan Bixiu smiled: "Your grandparents didn't come, but my uncle came to deliver the manuscript." ”

"Delivery?"

Yoo Jun didn't know why.

"Isn't the county holding an essay contest, your brother-in-law also wrote a manuscript, and I want to ask your father to revise and polish it."

Ruan Bixiu seemed to be talking to Liu Jun, but in fact, she kept glancing at Liu Jincai.

Liu Jun is a little strange, Ping said that his mother is not like this.

"Cheng Lin, I said it, I can't read your manuscript, I can't give comments, and I can't revise and polish it."

Liu Jincai smoked a cigarette and said very seriously.

"yes, I know."

Ruan Chenglin responded nervously, holding a few pieces of manuscript paper in his hand, all of which were soaked with sweat.

So that's what happened.

After the essay collection was approved by Yan Yucheng, it was unanimously approved at the directors' meeting and distributed to all districts, communes, and county-level organs in the form of official documents of the county revolutionary committee, which immediately caused an uproar. Anyone with a discerning eye knows at a glance that this is a great opportunity. It is clearly written in the document that an excellent essay can not only be recommended for publication in provincial and regional newspapers, but the author may also be seconded as a state functionary.

This is an unprecedented event in Xiangyang County. If we had left it in the past, we would have been a little skeptical and felt that such a good thing was unlikely. But now no one doubts. You must know that the first and second leaders in the county are now promoted by writing articles. So everyone who knows a few words is itching, and they want to do a big job. Even some people knew that they didn't have a few taels of ink in their stomachs, but they also made a so-called article and handed it in, hoping that it would happen. What if I am lucky and my ancestors appear, but I am stunned by the leaders of the county? Isn't it time to run and leap onto the dragon gate?

Ruan Chenglin is a serious high school student, so it is natural for him to have such a thought.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is natural for my brother-in-law to write an article and ask my brother-in-law to revise and polish it. However, Liu Jincai, as the top arbiter of this essay contest, is not easy to set this precedent. If it is used by some guys with ulterior motives and makes a small report to the above, Liu Jincai's reputation will be damaged secondly, and I am afraid that it will affect the effect of the entire essay campaign.

After figuring out the joints, Yoo Jun immediately had an idea.

It is said that the mother-in-law uncle is big, and the brother-in-law can't help but help.

"Uncle, I'll help you take a look."

Liu Jun chewed on the ice cream and stretched out his right hand to his uncle.

"Jun-chan!"

Liu Jincai drank sternly, glanced at Ruan Bixiu's unhappy face, and sighed.

"The key is not how well your brother-in-law's article is written, the key is that he is your brother-in-law. If his essay is selected, what will others think of me, the propaganda minister? ”

"In this way, no matter how well Cheng Lin's article is written, he will definitely not be selected? Other people's families are all in the imperial court, and there are people who are good officials, so you are ......."

Ruan Bixiu was even more unhappy and angry.

Ruan Chenglin is almost twenty years younger than Ruan Bixiu, and Liu Jun knows that his mother's love for this young brother is the same as the love of the eldest sister for herself.

Liu Jun smiled: "Dad, don't avoid kissing inside!" ”

Liu Jincai sighed: "You know that you don't avoid relatives in internal moves, but people may not know." ”

Seeing that his mother was about to get angry again, Liu Jun hurriedly persuaded: "Mom, don't be angry, it's a trivial matter!" ”

Ruan Bixiu was angry and said angrily: "A trivial matter? This is a major matter related to your brother-in-law's future. Why don't you ...... with your dad?"

"It's a virtue with my dad, isn't it? The six relatives don't recognize it! ”

Yoo Jun interrupted his mother with a smile.

"Isn't it?"

Ruan Bixiu snorted angrily.

"Of course not. Dad is the referee, it's no wonder that he can't be favoritism. I'm the referee's son, and I have to avoid suspicion. But what about the provincial newspapers? What about "Baozhou Daily"? Daddy can't take care of these newspapers. ”

Ruan Bixiu was puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

"Nothing else. As long as my uncle's article is published in the "N Province Daily" or "Baozhou Daily" first, wouldn't it be ironclad to be selected? No matter how much others have opinions, they have to hold back! ”;