Xinglong Town, which is becoming more and more politically harmonious, has a quiet Spring Festival.

After the holiday, he took Yang Xiaoping and Zhuo Botao to Yeshitan Village again. The other 12 villages in the western part of the country have basically found ways to develop their industries, but Yeshitan Village has made no progress.

For a whole day, Ji Haiyang took Ning Zhiyuan to walk all over the twenty-one societies in the village, and everyone was tired enough. Sitting in the courtyard of the village office, he silently looked at the overgrown rocky beach in front of him, and there was still no light in his mind.

A light rain began to fall in the sky, and the light began to dim. He accidentally found that the weeds in the rocky beach were still lush, and asked casually, the ocean, why don't the weeds in the village of the wild rocky beach wither in winter? Ji Haiyang replied, I don't know, anyway, I've seen it since I was a child. He continued, what kind of grass is that? Ji Haiyang replied, the soil is fragrant, also called hemp leaves, the taste is a little strong, and the cattle don't eat it. When he heard this, his heart moved, and he said, Oh? The smell of weed, the waves, you go dig some back, plant them in pots, and put two or three pots in my office. When I worked in the county office, there were many greenery in the office, but now there is nothing in the town office.

Ning Zhiyuan and his entourage were in a depressed mood, and on the way back from the car, everyone was silent. Eating a bowl of mixed noodles in the cafeteria, he walked alone by the river of jars.

The water of the jar river flows slowly, and under the reflection of the street lamps, it is somewhat vivid. Unconsciously, he raised his eyes and saw the gate of Xinglong Primary School, remembering that Xue Bomo had moved into Qingshan Bieshui Community, so he turned around and walked away.

knocked on the door of Xue Bomo's house, Yang Shuang saw him and shouted in surprise, Zhiyuan, come in, old Xue, old Xue! When he walked in, he saw Xue Bomo coming out of the study, and said with a smile, I'm sorry to disturb your second elder, I'm taking a walk, and I came to visit by the way, and I want to ask Uncle Xue for a cup of tea. Yang Shuang smiled and said, Okay, I'll just go watch TV, there is a TV series that is very good recently.

When he came to the study, he took a sip and said, Uncle Xue's Pu'er tea is of the highest quality, light and unclear, fragrant but not strong. Xue Bomo said, my eldest brother brought it. Then continue to write calligraphy on the desk. Ning Zhiyuan saw that he raised his hand and moved the pen calmly, standing aside and looking seriously.

After a long time, Xue Bomo asked in a whisper while writing, have you encountered troubles? He smiled and said it was fine. Xue Bomo continued, everything is about chance. He was silent, thinking about it.

Seeing that it was not too early, he took his leave and went out. Walking alone on the way back, he wrapped up in his clothes and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

Back in the office, there are three pots of mountain herbs on the windowsill, and the green onion branches and leaves exude a faint fragrance of herbs, like a fairy under the light.

Ji Haiyang and the village director have come several times, and everyone sits and smokes without talking. Ning Zhiyuan knew that seeing that other villages were in full swing to engage in land circulation and development industries, they were anxious and had no way out. This group of lovely grassroots cadres!

He didn't know how to comfort him, so he got up and went to the window to water the camellia. At this moment, the mobile phone on the table rang. Ji Haiyang and the others said goodbye and left. He picked up his phone and said with a smile, Mr. Qu, Happy New Year! Qu replied leisurely, I thought you disappeared, I sent a blessing text message during the Spring Festival, but I didn't see you back. He said that there were too many text messages, and he didn't care about it. Qu Youran was unhappy and said, "I won't go back to you."

He apologized, he didn't dare next time. Qu chuckled leisurely, and then said, I will come to Qiuchuan with my cousin in a few days, and I want to eat the fish from the reservoir again. He said happily, "Okay, I'll pick you up." Qu replied leisurely. Deal.

After the beginning of the year, there were many county meetings, and he was busy running the venue all day long, and in his spare time, he went to visit the county agricultural bureau and other economic departments, and did everything possible to capture the development opportunities of Yeshitan Village.

At noon that day, he was cleaning up the dust at home, and Li Xiangqian reported that in the afternoon, the deputy director of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee came to see the party building demonstration site. He replied, you can report with Xiaoping. I've been worried lately, and he's really not in the mood to accompany Smiley.

After the afternoon meeting, he returned to the town, and Zhao Jiantao, director of the office, said that the research team of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee had left, and Mayor Li had gone to Dongguo Village to deal with things. He hummed twice and buried his head in the papers.

Suddenly, there was two knocks on the office door. He looked up and shouted in surprise, Mr. Qu! Qu leisurely leaned on the door frame and looked at him with all kinds of charm.

He hurriedly stepped forward, threatening to hug. Qu leisurely giggled and dodged, shouting, Secretary Ning, stabilize the point. He laughed, this is a friend hug! You're so amazed at how you found here. Qu said mischievously, what's so difficult about this, is Secretary Ning just standing and entertaining guests?

He was immediately embarrassed, quickly gave up the sofa, and then turned out the best tea leaves, brewed a cup and brought it over. Qu leisurely took a sip, looked around the office and said, there is still such a simple town manager F and secretary's office, and Shenzhen is already a high-rise building. He smiled and said, "It's normal, the gap between things is obvious."

Qu Youran saw the three pots of grass on the windowsill, stood up in surprise, and walked over to take a closer look. He said that the people who dug it up from the countryside this day are so lush in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Qu Youran didn't seem to hear him speak, closed his eyes and smelled the blades of grass, as if intoxicated.

After a long time, she turned around and said to Ning Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the sofa, it was really worth the trip! Ning Zhiyuan was a little confused, and said with a smile, don't beat my mind, I have poor concentration. Qu smiled leisurely and trembled, and stopped for a long time to say, think stinky and beautiful, this girl's baby is your grass.

Seeing that he was very puzzled, Qu Youran said that this is patchouli, the English name is Patchouli, a mint-flavored spice from the Far East, which is the most fragrant of plant spices, and is usually used in oriental perfumes. Its aroma is strong and long-lasting, and it is a good fixative. The distinctive spicy and rosin aromas in sesame oils become more pronounced over time, which is the most persistent of any known botanical fragrance. It first came to the attention of Europeans in the 19th century, when the scent was emitted on shawls brought by Indian merchants and it quickly became fashionable. It is now used in one-third of fine perfumes.

Ning Zhiyuan was so stunned that he didn't close his mouth for a long time, and looked at her stupidly.

Qu said leisurely, let's go, eat, and take me to see it tomorrow. Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly walked out of the office and arranged for Zhao Jiantao to contact the farmhouse.

All night, Ning Zhiyuan was smiling and happy like a teenager. Taking him to the bathroom, Li Xiangqian whispered to Qu Ran leisurely, I haven't seen the secretary for a long time, and I've been happy. Qu was puzzled. Zhao Jiantao added that the secretary has recently been worried about the development of a village. Qu asked leisurely, he was so wise. Yang Xiaoping said that in that village, apart from stones, there is only grass.

Ning Zhiyuan, who was already slightly drunk, kept raising his glass to Qu leisurely. Qu Youran couldn't stand his hard persuasion and soft grinding, and slowly drank too much. Li Xiangqian stopped the meal in time and proposed to go back. Ning Zhiyuan said loudly, Okay, go back to the county seat to drink night beer. Seeing Qu Youran's embarrassed face, Yang Xiaoping waved his hand and whispered, go back to the hotel, don't let him know.

When everyone came to the Yuezhou Hotel, he shook off the car, shouting in his mouth, where is the night beer? Zhao Jiantao was about to make arrangements, but was pulled into the car by Li Xiangqian and left. Qu said softly, Zhiyuan, let's not drink anymore, ladies generally don't drink beer. Ning Zhiyuan couldn't speak, then, okay, you rest, I'll go back, go back, see Tao, this kid, where did you go.

Qu Youran saw him swaying, grabbed him into the elevator, and whispered, go to my room for a cup of coffee, and go back when the wine wakes up. He patted his head and said, "Okay, the night is full of coffee, it's wonderful." Qu Youran saw that he could still laugh when he was drunk, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

Sitting on the chair in the room, his expression was extremely excited, and he said indistinctly, Mr. Qu, you come, I am really, really happy. Qu leisurely chirped, shouting Sister Youran, don't call Mr. Qu. He said, Sister Youran, that grass is really a baby? Qu Youran stood up and took off his windbreaker, wearing a thin black sweater and said, Of course, have you forgotten what I do? He replied, "Yes, yes, what about perfume." He slammed his head and said, "Look, I'm here."

Qu walked over leisurely, pulled his sweater close to his nose, and said, you smell it, this is the smell. He stretched out his head, took a deep breath, a fresh fragrance, and said with a smile, it is really fragrant, like your body fragrance.

In an instant, he felt the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms. The smell of alcohol and mountain weeds filled his mind, and he tried to find his way, but he fell into the deep valley and disappeared.

When he woke up in the early morning of the next day, he looked at the jade man in his arms and fell out of bed in shock. Damn, I cheated on myself!

Qu leisurely propped his head, looked at him with affection, and said faintly, get up, like a man! He slowly got up, not knowing whether to leave or stay. Qu leisurely stretched out his hand and pulled, and he fell into the gentle abyss again, tirelessly.