Chapter 52: It's okay that not every word of sorry can be exchanged

81zw reminds book friends to pay attention to resting their eyes. The faint autumn breeze is like a cool water wave, and the unevenness and impetuousness derived from the hustle and bustle of people are instantly swept away, the wheels outside the window are flying, and the trees on both sides of the road are rapidly retreating, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, Wang Zijun is immersed in his own thoughts.

Jiang City, the provincial government station. There is Wang Zijun's home in this city, which carries the laughter of his childhood, the longing of his youth, and the troubles of growing up......

In Jiang City, Wang Zijun has a prominent home. Parents who regard him as the pearl of their palms, a grandfather who has a cold appearance and does not smile but values him more than anyone else. Wang Zijun grew up in a privileged environment, but when he grew up, he was very reluctant to let his family associate him with his illustrious family background, as if he was from a famous family.

Opposition to authority, contempt for the wealthy, almost all young people like to do this. Usually, Wang Zijun always pretends to be arrogant at home, not at all like leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, but as if he is coming to collect debts from his family.

The contradiction between Wang Zijun and his grandfather has been said for a long time, but the most intense thing is that his grandfather forcibly sent him to Xihezi Township, from the secretary of the Youth League Committee of a university to the secretary of the party committee.

At that time, Wang Zijun liked the university with an active mind and full of youthful vitality, liked the prosperity of the big city of Jiangshi, and liked ......

And all of this is because of a paper order that grandpa got through a relationship, and it became yesterday's yellow flower. Wang Zijun couldn't figure it out, he felt that his grandfather treated him as garbage and threw him into the poor countryside where rabbits don't.

It wasn't until after several years of working at the grassroots level that Wang Zijun gradually realized the old man's good intentions and understood why he transferred himself from the university campus to this poor place. It's just that when he really understands this, it's too late! The sudden change that year made the battered Wang Zijun collapse, and he went to a small village called Yanzhinan, a hundred miles away from Jiang City, to become a teacher.

South of the Smoke sounds like a poetic name, but it's lonely and poor.

In the previous life, after the death of the grandfather, the status of their royal family plummeted. The second uncle, who was once promising, has been in the position of deputy director of the Department of Personnel for more than ten years, and he has not been able to get a department-level treatment until he retires; Wang Zihua, the son of the second uncle, ran and send, and it took a lot of effort to get the mayor of a county-level city, not to mention him.

The reason for this change in their Wang family is the death of their grandfather, and the second is that they are on the wrong side in the struggle for power in the province, and this Mid-Autumn Festival is the key moment for the family to stand in line.

In the past few days of rebirth, although Wang Zijun has spent most of his time dealing with things in the township, he has struggled with how to persuade the family to stand in line, and a preliminary plan has gradually taken shape in his heart.

The swaying bus, so that the thoughtful Wang Zijun didn't know when he fell asleep, in his dream it was like returning to the south of the smoke, the woman was waiting for her, dark, completely down, like any living thing was also gone, but the night sky was clear, he put his head on the woman's chest, and the woman's pair of huge ** was about to suffocate him...... Suddenly, he felt a blow on his shoulder, and this collision woke him up all of a sudden.

"What are you doing? Want to take advantage of the confusion? When I opened my eyes, the first thing that caught my eye was a woman's face, delicate and beautiful, but at this time, this good-looking face was full of anger, and her chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Pervert, you men don't have a good thing!"

Wang Zijun was embarrassed to realize that it was the woman's arms that he was snuggling up to just now, and hurriedly compensated the woman: "I'm sorry, I fell asleep just now!" ”

When the woman saw Wang Zijun's calm and breezy appearance, she was even more angry.

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