At this moment, he seemed to feel that the belief in his heart was disintegrating piece by piece, and the ambition he had once had been eroded to the ground. It is said that the government is good in every way, and a few people know the taste. Gu Chi invisibly felt a huge pressure, but he didn't know who to tell his grievances. The transfer from the inspection office to the comprehensive unit was not forced by anyone, it was the result of one's own consent, and there was no one to blame others at all. At the beginning, I tried my best to take the public examination, looking forward to a better life for civil servants, and came here thousands of miles away, but I never thought that the reality was a cup of bitterness. His mood became heavier and heavier, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive one day if he stayed in this oppressive environment for a long time. He began to wonder what his career was, others could talk and laugh at work, but he could only carry the weight forward, because his elderly parents needed to take care of themselves and could not afford to wait too long. His poor family and upbringing gave him a pragmatic and courageous character, but he did not teach him how to speak well and deal with complex interpersonal relationships. "Zhuangzi" says: The skillful work, the wise worry, and the incompetent have nothing to ask for. Gu Chi knew that he would never be carefree, so he could only choose to work hard every day, of course, the hardship was not enough to worry about, but it was difficult to endure this ridicule willingly.

Gu Chi looked at the eight-character proverb on the wall, and became more and more unpleasant, thinking to himself about "no haste, be patient", when you want to endure, can patience achieve everything. He simply reached out and took off the lettering, rolled it a few times casually and threw it aside. In "Shangshu", it is said that "people's hearts are in danger", perhaps they are still too simple. Gu Chi lay on the bed for a long time and didn't sleep, so he went downstairs to the office to write the minutes, which was almost a job that could not be touched after the meeting, not to mention that this was something that Pi Yu confessed. He didn't want to be used as a reason for ridicule for these trivial things. Moreover, Xi Wenlu stressed at the office meeting that if there are no special circumstances, the minutes of the government-run meeting should be printed and distributed within three days. Gu Chi patiently listened to the recording of the meeting and began to write down one topic at a time.

In the afternoon, Song Yuexian came over and said that she wanted to talk to Gu Chi alone for a while. Gu Chi didn't know what was going on, put down his work, turned around and came to the clerical room. Song Yuexian said: "Have you considered the matter of buying a house? Gu Chi was a little surprised and said, "I don't plan to buy a house!" Song Yuexian said: "Sister is also good for you, Jiyun rules are here, the married man must buy a house, that little girl is very good, and the old people must also care about this." Somehow, Gu Chi was disgusted when he heard this topic now, and he was bent on avoiding it, and excused himself: "I have a material in my hand that I am in a hurry to deliver, let's talk about this when we have time." So saying, he walked out. Song Yuexian smiled: "You think about it again!" ”

Gu Chi fled back to the office, and as soon as he sat down, his mobile phone rang, and the caller was Yan Hui, who said that her father wanted to see him. Gu Chi was dazed and didn't know what to do, so he made an appointment to go over after work. So, hurry up and rush to the minutes of the meeting. After writing for a long time, I finally got to the last topic. At nearly six o'clock, Gu Chi checked the materials, printed out a copy and handed it to Pi Yan, saying that he had something to do in the evening and would leave early. Pi Yan glanced at it and asked him to send the electronic version to his mailbox. The ancient pond was arranged, and he went to the community where Hui's family was located.

Because he was in a hurry, Gu Chi forgot to buy some fruits before he came, and he remembered this matter when he entered the community, so he had to give up. The person who opened the door was Yan Hui, who was lying on the sofa in the living room and watching a TV show. Gu Chi instinctively felt a little nervous, politely said hello uncle, and sat quietly on the side. Father Yan spoke very directly, and asked him straight to the point when he would buy a house in Jiyun. Gu Chi suddenly felt suddenly, and immediately realized the reason, this is to be happy. Yan Hui bowed his head and sat on the side, silent. Gu Chi 1510 said: "Uncle, I will definitely buy the house in the future, but now I just go to work and have no savings." Over the years, my family has been providing me with education, and I can't come up with any money to spare, so I can only postpone buying a house for the time being. In fact, the house will eventually have it, it is nothing more than a matter of time. The father's tone was very simple, and he said: "The future is the future, we are talking about the present." You've been together for a while, and there are some things you have to think through in advance. If you can't solve it, you can mention it to your parents, and they will definitely find a way. Gu Chi said: "I understand what you mean, my parents are ordinary farmers, and the little savings in the family have long been used up by me in my studies, so there is no way now." However, I am still young, and as long as we work together, I believe that these things will be available in the future. The father put down his legs, leaned forward, and said, "Let me ask you, where will you live when you get married in the future?" Gu Chi glanced at Yan Hui and said with a smile: "If it really doesn't work, then we can rent a house first." The father said righteously: "Renting a house and getting married? Don't even think about it, how can there be such a good thing. To get married, you must first have a house, this is the rule of Jiyun. ”

Gu Chi's heart trembled, he was helpless and embarrassed, he didn't expect his father, who had always been kind, to change his face so quickly. Suddenly I felt that I was sitting here and being said, like a clown jumping off a beam, without any dignity. He is not stupid, he can fully understand the meaning of the words, people have specified the conditions, don't think about anything if you don't have a house. Gu Chi felt angry and funny in his heart, everyone he came into contact with in the past two days seemed to be talking about the house, and the plot of the TV series that he had laughed at before was now being vividly interpreted. He never imagined that one day he would have no room to live in. Why are these old people more breathless than themselves? sighed secretly, secular marriage has never been able to get rid of the world, where there is any love, it is nothing more than a contract built on material.

Gu Chi forced his composure: "Now that the national policy is getting better and better, I can also apply for a set of public rental housing or low-rent housing first, and then buy a house in a few years." Father said: "After all, you still want to rent a house." Let me tell you directly, it is definitely not possible to get married without a house. Think about it, you are both not young, so don't delay each other because of this. Gu Chi's exclamation was finally clarified, and he glanced at Yan Hui, who was still sitting there silently. I felt extremely panicked and felt that it was difficult to stay any longer, so I smiled and said a few polite words, and came out of the house.

The sky had darkened, the streets were lit up with brilliant neon lights, the roads were mixed with electric three-wheelers and taxis, and all kinds of voices were heard. The weather is really cold, and it can already be foggy. Gu Chi covered his collar and strolled lonely on the street, with mixed feelings in his heart, looking up at the passers-by, the corners of his mouth unconsciously flashed a wry smile. remembered that when I went out just now, I saw the expression on Yin Hui's face, and it seemed that I had seen the final ending. The world is bustling, all for profit; The world is often for profit. This society is indeed the most realistic, he sighed.

There was a Coke can lying on the ground, and Furuchi kicked it up, trying to vent his anger in his chest. Unexpectedly, a "oops" sounded and the can hit a person not far away. Gu Chi was dumbfounded for a moment, and hurriedly bowed and apologized and said sorry for a long time, and then made a lot of compensation, and the other party was a little angry. Gu Chi felt more and more angry, and secretly scolded that he was stuffing his teeth with water on his back, everything was really not going well, and he hurried towards the government compound with his pace.

The weather in the north is cold early, and it has entered winter in a blink of an eye, and as soon as the national heating day passes, the heating pipe in the unit burns hot every day, and the room becomes warm like spring. In the past, Furuichi always thought that the north was cold, and the winter must be more painful than the south. In fact, even in the cold winter, the dripping water turns into ice, the house in the north can still maintain about 20 degrees Celsius, which is a very familiar body temperature, the reason is that there is heating in the north, but not in the south.

The comprehensive unit is very busy, and Gu Chi can only try to avoid negative emotions, try to do a good job, and write materials to the satisfaction of the leadership. Since talking to his father's family, Gu Chi gave a clear answer that the house will definitely be bought in the future, but it is not qualified for the time being. Zhen Hui really didn't take the initiative to call again, and Song Yuexian kindly matched it, but in the end she couldn't change the result. Gu Chi slowly figured it out alone, thinking that this might be fate, so he had to treat it as an episode. Fortunately, there is heating everywhere here, and although Guchi was cold for a while, his body was very warm. I think of the days when I used to study, it was very cold in the house in the southern winter, and my writing hands often had chilblains, which was unbearable, and now I can finally say goodbye to my past life and wear pajamas every day for the winter.

In the blink of an eye, it is time to draft the annual government work report. Yang Xiaofeng was originally the executive deputy county magistrate of Jiyun County, and after the county magistrate was transferred away in the first half of the year, he was just temporarily appointed by the National People's Congress Plenum. Therefore, the importance of this government work report is self-evident. Director Quan, as the county government's pen, is still in charge of him, and the comprehensive unit has become a material processing factory. The three of them not only have to complete the county magistrate's speech and daily materials, but also carry out proofing of the government work report, to put it bluntly, to write the first draft. This is the big material of each government every year, not only to review the past year, but also to plan for the next year, involving all aspects of the county's economic and social development, the content can be described as small.

Although Gu Chi was very disgusted with the materials of the official language, he had to face his own work and constantly asked the county department for relevant materials and data. It is quite hard to engage in writing work, this is the summary of the old colleagues in the unit, and now it is also Gu Chi's personal experience. Usually, as long as you call the phone, no matter when and where, you have to work overtime to write a speech. When he first met the white-haired Director Quan, Gu Chi was deeply impressed by him, thinking that this person was old, but later learned that he had not even reached the age of confusion. Those silver hairs are the result of hard work and painstaking efforts to climb the lattice. Furuchi felt that it was not so much about writing materials as about changing them, and each time he finished the first draft, it was not the end, but only the beginning. The wording in the text always has to be revised repeatedly, and most leaders seem to be addicted to changing materials, as long as it is text materials, they will habitually take a pen to change it. In addition, a new form of work has gradually been derived, called tweeting. A projector hit the text material on the wall, and several people sat in a small room, smoking and drinking tea, pushing sentences and typing, making the smoke and choking the ancient pond and sneezing constantly, but the old smokers enjoyed it.