Under Jing Deshun's leadership, Bai Lao knocked on the door of Jing Ming's house with him.

"Who!"

Jing Liangzheng's voice came from inside the door.

"I, open the door. ”

As soon as the words fell, the door had been opened, Jing Liangzheng pushed the door open and came out, and Jing Deshun began to complain as soon as he saw him: "What door is closed in broad daylight!"

Jing Liangzheng grinned: "Deshun, what's the matter?"

Jing Ming and Jing Li have played since childhood, Jing Liangzheng and Jing Deshun are also of the same age, and when they were young, they also dug out birds' nests together to steal sweet potatoes, and the two had a great relationship, so Jing Liangzheng did not call the village chief, they all called their names directly, Jing Liangzheng was one year older than Jing Deshun, and Jing Ming had to call him uncle when he saw the village chief.

As he spoke, he looked at Bai Lao beside Jing Deshun, who was already smiling at this time, and his temperament was no different from that of an ordinary old man, and he was like two people with his previous majesty.

Jing Liangzheng only felt that this old man was quite familiar, but he didn't recognize that this was the one who often appeared on TV.

It's like if someone is hugging a bodyguard and you know it's a big guy, but if this person walks around to your house with a friend you know very well, you won't think about it at all.

That's two worlds that don't go on to get along.

Bai Lao finally met Jingming's father at this time, a peasant man with his back to the sky facing the loess like many ordinary people in China.

Since the way here, Bai Lao has been thinking about what attitude to use to face Father Jing, and how to mention Jingming's matter to him, but he hasn't thought about it until they meet now.

Jing Deshun said with a strange face: "Bai Lao wants to come to your house to have a look......"

"Which white old?"

Jing Liangzheng was a little stunned, and looked the old man behind the village chief up and down again, and the old man immediately gave a kind smile.

Jing Liangzheng's scrutinizing eyes can be said to be very impolite, Jing Deshun hurriedly pulled this old brother by the hand, and said in a low but stern voice.

"You're confused! You don't even know Bai Lao! You don't have a TV at home? Don't watch the news?"

Jing Liangzheng was a little confused, and glanced at Bai Lao again, this look didn't matter, and finally found that this old man looked like a national leader.

The more he looks at it, the more he looks like it, and in the end, Jing Liangzheng can't help but tremble, the biggest official he has seen in his life, that is, the township chief, and he will never forget that majestic appearance for the rest of his life.

The common people in China are most afraid of seeing officials, because ordinary people can only be reasonable when they encounter problems, while officials can be reasonable, they can also talk about power, and occasionally they will talk to you about the law.

The government is strong and the people are weak, this is a tradition for thousands of years.

The people of China are naturally afraid of officials.

"White ...... White...... Good leadership. ”

As soon as Jing Liangzheng spoke, Bai Lao immediately stepped forward and grabbed his hand and shook it, with a close smile on his face: "Brother Jing, I came to your house to see you, it's too abrupt to come uninvited, don't blame me, okay?"

This is a small step for Bai Lao, and a big leap for humanity. In front of Jingming's house in Jingjia Village, the hands of the leader and Jingming's father finally shook together, and this handshake was of great significance.

Village Chief Jing's jaw was about to fall to the ground, it really blinded my kryptonite dog eyes, and being approachable is not such an approachable method!

As a leader, if you can come to sit in the farmhouse, you are already condescending, but what is Bai Lao? It seems that only the subordinates will take the initiative to shake hands when they see their superiors!

And you listen to Bai Lao's words, it is abrupt and forgiving. This is too self-deprecating!

Acting?

Village Chief Jing was puzzled.

No, there are no people here, and there are no guards, who are you going to show the show?

Jing Deshun was confused.

Not to mention that Jing Village Chief was confused, Jing Liangzheng was even more unbearable, looking flattered, and he was so excited that he started talking nonsense.

"It's not weird! It's not weird!

The village chief attached his hand to the forehead.

The leader is polite to you, brother, don't take yourself too seriously.

Jing Liangzheng also reacted, it was inappropriate for him to say this, his sallow face was slightly red, and he hurriedly let the two of them in.

"Bai Lao, sit in the house!

Let go of the door here, Jing Liangzheng still wanted to withdraw his hand, and tried a few times, but Bai Lao seemed to have forgotten that the two were still holding hands, and he didn't mean to let go at all.

Bai Lao didn't let go, of course Jing Liangzheng didn't dare to throw the hands away, he was embarrassed and excited, and the two of them just joined hands like good friends, and entered the door of the Jing family's house together.

Village Chief Jing followed behind, looking at this old brother with envy.

Let me come!

Jing Liangzheng walked floating, and he went into the house with Bai Lao in a daze and sat on the sofa, and the hands of the two had not yet been released.

What a pair of good friends.

Liu Zhiying saw that the guests were coming, and she was busy pouring water after greeting her, she didn't even have tea at home, and Jing Liangzheng didn't usually like to drink tea, so she didn't have any preparations at home.

Jing's mother is illiterate, doesn't like to watch TV, and doesn't care about national affairs, so she doesn't know Bai Lao.

Don't be surprised, there really is such a rural woman, who only lives her life in a down-to-earth manner, and can't see anything a little farther away from her.

Bai Lao pulled Jing Liangzheng and talked about homely things.

"Brother Jing, how is the family's annual income?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I can have 20,000 yuan a year. ”

Bai Lao's heart trembled.

Twenty thousand. It's really so little.

Bai Lao wants to say that your child has already bought a villa plus a luxury car, don't you know?

opened his mouth and didn't dare to speak, if he made a small report, he was afraid that he would annoy Jing Ming.

Jing Liangzheng didn't realize Bai Lao's thoughts, and he couldn't stop talking and said to himself.

"The family usually doesn't have much expenses, the children are older, my son can earn his own money, and he can also take care of my daughter's tuition and living expenses, and we stay at home all day without spending money. ”

Speaking of this, Jing Liangzheng looked sad and remembered sad things again.

There is only one sad thing about Jing Liangzheng, and that is Jing Ming's marriage.

"Hey, my child is almost twenty-six years old, and he still hasn't found a partner, and he doesn't know when he will get married. Isn't this what you say, what are we trying to do all our lives? Isn't it just a picture of a full house of children and grandchildren, the little rabbit cub doesn't know what to think, every time he talks to him, he interrupts me. ”

The relationship between people is amazing, and holding hands is really an easy move for people to break down the barriers of relationships.

Scientific studies have shown that the distance between people can be seen from the distance of daily contact.

Strangers are more than two meters, colleagues are one meter to two meters, friends are half a meter to one meter, and lovers are within half a meter.

Breaking through this distance limit will give the parties the illusion that the two are very close.

At this time, Jing Liangzheng had this feeling, and he actually poured bitter water in front of Bai Lao.

This old brother didn't have a door on his mouth, and the village chief Jing on the side coughed when he heard it, and wanted to remind this old brother to be cautious.

Jing Liangzheng reacted at this time, in front of the leader, the little rabbit cub is long and the little rabbit cub is short, which is not very suitable, and he can't help but blush.

"Look at me, it's useless to say this. ”

Bai Lao smiled: "It's okay, brother, you said yours, I love to hear it." ”

Jing Liangzheng had already realized that the leader in front of him was the leader, how could he talk nonsense again, and did not continue the topic just now.

Bai Lao felt a little pity, he really wanted to listen to more of Father Jing's evaluation of Jing Ming, and turned his eyes to look at Village Chief Jing, feeling that this person was a little in the way.

Village Chief Jing was a little trembling by this glance.

Jing Liangzheng thanked him for his reminder in his heart and began to say good things about Jing Deshun.

"Don't look at 20,000 yuan a year, that's the harvest in your own field, and our village has other income. ”

"Oh, what income?"

"The village chief requisitioned a piece of collective land in the name of all the villagers to raise funds to set up a graphite factory, which produced pencil leads, carbon rods, lubricants and so on, and sold very well. ”

Bai Lao glanced at Jing Deshun, he didn't come for inspection today, so he replied in general: "Well, not bad." ”

Jing Liangzheng is honest, but he is not stupid.

Obviously, Bai Lao didn't seem to be interested in this, and his brows couldn't help frowning, and he was upset about his younger brother.

At this point, the father and son are very similar, Jing Liangzheng immediately spoke.

"Bai Lao, I have a word to say, don't mind. ”