"Uh, go on, where did you just go?" Huang Chen scratched his hair in embarrassment.

"I said, Long Qi is about to become a housewife."

"Ah, she has a partner? Getting married soon? A look of disappointment appeared on Huang Chen's face.

Huang Chen was finally deeply despised by Li Baoqiang, and Li Baoqiang said in his heart: Aren't you a super soldier king? It's good now, in front of women, I finally became a little white, an idiot's white, hehe.

"I mean, maybe it's a genetic mutation that causes her vocal cords to emit sound waves of a certain frequency, which can stimulate the nerves in the ear, causing the brain to malfunction and make the person unconscious. But the vocal cords will age and change, and when one day Long Qi's vocal cords can no longer emit this kind of sound wave, then Long Qi will become an ordinary person, a housewife. ”

"Oh, I see, I thought it was ......" Huang Chen finally understood. He secretly glanced at Long Qi, and it happened that Long Qi was also peeking at him, and their eyes were intertwined, no longer dodging, and Cupid's arrow magically shot at them.

Li Baoqiang saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, this Huang Chen was now eaten to death. This time he brought Long Qi here, originally just out of self-defense, but he didn't expect Long Qi to use a beauty trick. Lang is a concubine, it seems that God is also helping himself, and he inadvertently gathered such a good general as the super soldier Wang Huangchen.

Li Baoqiang took a sip of Jian Nanchun beautifully, and the fragrant and mellow wine made him intoxicated, but Li Baoqiang always maintained a trace of vigilance in his heart.

He also has a secret that he hasn't revealed, and that is the dangers of psychic abilities. In addition to hoping that the old people in the base can still remember He Qun's injury, there is no deep understanding of the harm of spiritual power in the entire base now.

The injuries caused by He Qun, a psychic power, were fatal, Professor Zhao's tragic death, the insults suffered by Zhao Jiajia and other female students, and the villagers of Hope Village were walking corpses, all of which were deeply imprinted in Li Baoqiang's mind.

"Psychic power, kill!" This is Li Baoqiang's explanation to his henchmen.

Fortunately, the human radar Long Er was an exception, he survived purely because Li Baoqiang was his savior, and Long Er had also been loyal to him, and because Li Baoqiang's team really needed such a radar warning "equipment", Long Er was able to survive.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the pilot Wang Qiang and the special combat team member Er Niu and others had also had lunch, and after arranging the guards on duty, they were also wandering around.

Huang Chen and Long Qi didn't know where to hide, and Li Baoqiang didn't care very much, at present, the Heavenly War Alliance had no malicious intentions, and Li Baoqiang's own safety was fine.

Song Yuanchao invited Li Baoqiang to walk around the town, Li Baoqiang thought secretly, it is estimated that Song Yuanchao wants to study himself.

As expected, Song Yuanchao stopped under the eaves of a corridor, he pointed to a few old farmers who were still busy in the fields under the winter sun, stared at Li Baoqiang's eyes, and said slowly: "I don't know what you think of the peasants?" ”

Li Baoqiang didn't answer immediately, he raised his eyes to look around, rubbed his nose, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and motioned for Song Yuanchao to smoke one, Song Yuanchao smiled faintly and said that he never smoked.

Li Baoqiang lit a cigarette, took a puff, cleared his mind and organized his language, and then said slowly: "I am also a farmer's child, I have some of my own views on peasant rural agriculture, and I am a little indignant about the inappropriateness, and I ask for your forgiveness as a senior official of the municipal government." ”

Song Yuanchao smiled faintly, but he still admired Li Baoqiang in his heart.

The calmness shown by Li Baoqiang just now has convinced Song Yuanchao for this alone, and stability is one of the qualities that leaders must have, and Li Baoqiang has done a relatively good job in this regard.

"For more than 60 years, the most sorry people in this country are the farmers, who have contributed the most, gained the least, suffered the most, and suffered the most. The republic, which they had launched with a trolley, had always regarded them as second-class citizens, welded to the ground by a household registration book, and as soon as they entered the city, they became blind, unsuspecting, and suspicious. The grain they grew fed 1.3 billion people and made millions of tons of Moutai Wuliangye, but when the famine came, they were the first to starve to death. ”

Li Baoqiang glanced at Song Yuanchao, who frowned slightly and seemed to be thinking about Li Baoqiang's words.

Li Baoqiang sighed and laughed at himself: "What I said is a little angry. ”

"Oh, go on, it's the end times, let's say, no one cares about you." Song Yuanchao came back to his senses from his contemplation.

"Well, it is said that the country is rich and the people are strong, and this people in China actually refers to the peasants, and the fate of the peasants is closely related to the governance of the country. In other words, the country's long-term peace and stability, prosperity and strength are inseparable from the living conditions of the peasants. ”

"Historically, between peace and troubled times, farmers chose to be peace dogs rather than troubled people. They were almost religiously longing for peace and prosperity. Chinese peasants have always closely linked their own destiny with the destiny of the country, and the four characters of national prosperity and people's strength have highly condensed the inseparable relationship between the country and the people in the minds of Chinese. ”

"The analysis is good, very insightful, I wonder if you are really a soldier? I think I'm supposed to be a policy researcher. Song Yuanchao quipped.

"You have also analyzed the living conditions of the peasants in the previous life, and you have also talked about the connection between the country and the people, have you taken into account the reasons and solutions?" Song Yuanchao looked at Li Baoqiang fixedly, expecting Li Baoqiang to say something shocking.

"Hehe" Li Baoqiang smiled bitterly, "I am a farmer, I have been a soldier for three or five years, and the great people in my previous life have not solved the problems, I, I don't have any good solutions." ”

"However, I think that if everyone is given true citizenship, their rights are respected, and everyone is treated equally with rights, I think some of the problems of the previous life will be solved."

Li Baoqiang hesitated again and again and said his true thoughts.

"Well said!" Song Yuanchao couldn't help but applaud.

Li Baoqiang's image in his eyes has gradually become taller, with thoughts, opinions and unique personal charm, holding strange people, two bases, and 10,000 people, Li Baoqiang should be worthy of trust, he can help himself realize his personal ideals.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanchao clasped his fists with both hands, learned from the ancients, and bowed deeply: "Baoqiang, I have decided now, I want to join your team, help you, and help me realize our common ideals." ”

"Great, big brother of the court, with your help, I think in this last days, we should be able to create our own era!" The two of them clasped their hands together.

Li Baoqiang's heart was surging at this time, and Song Yuanchao's question just now was quite a bit "Yuan Fang, what do you think?" "Consider what you mean.