With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Xue Ming returned to the transportation office and called a meeting with the old transportation staff.

He took out the file format given by Shen Zhenming and showed it to them, "The civil coal purchase application I wrote last time has a format error. Please rewrite it."

Everyone lay down on the table to rewrite the application form. Wang Xianbang was the first to finish it and handed it to Xue Ming, giving a thumbs up and laughing.

"Director Xue came up with a solution. When we went to the Coal Bureau before, they ignored us and didn't even tell us what the problem was."

"Okay, stop flattering me."

After checking it, Xue Ming put it in his bag and thought it was fine. He just didn't know if that bastard Chen Yuanzheng would continue to get stuck in his neck.

I read all the twenty-nine applications carefully, helped them correct unreasonable vocabulary, and rode to the neighborhood office of the Family Court to submit the documents.

After returning home and finishing dinner, she went upstairs to rest. Zhao Xue slipped into bed and squeezed her husband's shoulders, "You must have had a fight with Chen Yuanzheng today."

"Well, how do you know?" Xue Ming closed his eyes and enjoyed the service, feeling relaxed all over.

"I went home today to ask about Chen Yuanzheng, and my dad said that you all have a quick temper." Zhao Xue chuckled.

"Husband, our dad also said that Chen Yuanzheng wants to save face and suffer. He will definitely get stuck in Meiben's neck."

"I know he wants me to apologize to him. Apologizing is impossible, so why don't I lose face?"

"My husband is so proud that he will never apologize, so we have to find other ways."

The couple chatted for a while, then Xue Ming felt sleepy and fell asleep.

Zhao Xue picked up the banana fan and fanned her husband.

The July day was sultry and hot. Suddenly, a mosquito lay on Xue Ming's face. Zhao Xue subconsciously raised her hand to swat the mosquito.

The next second, she stopped her hand. Firstly, she was reluctant to hit her husband in the face, and secondly, she didn't want to wake her husband up.

Suddenly the mosquito disappeared from her eyes, not flying away but disappearing. Zhao Xue was stunned for a few seconds and felt that she was dazzled just now.

The next day was Sunday. Xue Ming slept in while his mother-in-law, sister-in-law and cousin went to work.

Suddenly, several people appeared at the gate. Zhao Xue recognized his uncle Liu Jianqiang and aunt Huang Meiye at a glance, "Uncle, aunt, why are you here?"

"Xiaoxue, are you the only one at home? Aren't Yue'e and Da Mingzi at home?" Huang Meiye held Zhao Xue's hand tightly.

"They have all gone to work. My husband is sleeping upstairs. Come and sit in the room." Zhao Xue hurriedly invited them to sit in the room and hurried upstairs to wake Xue Ming up.

Xue Ming opened his eyes and heard that a group of guests had arrived at home, so he asked his wife to go downstairs to entertain them. He put on his clothes and entered the space to open his God's perspective, brushing his teeth and watching the situation.

"Good guy, there are a lot of people coming."

Sitting in the living room were my uncle and aunt, cousin Liu Hongwei's lover Yang Meiya and her parents.

There were actually Gao Laoba, Party Secretary of Zhaocun Brigade, and Liu Dalong, Party Secretary of Liucun Brigade.

"The Yang family may be here for their daughter's marriage. What are these two old party secretaries doing here?"

Suddenly, Xue Ming had some black spots under his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw that they were mosquitoes. How could there be mosquitoes in the space?

At this time, he saw his wife going upstairs again, so he hurriedly left the space and went downstairs, taking his wife with him to entertain the guests.

Xue Ming asked his wife to ride to the transportation office to call her cousin home. Yang's mother hurriedly asked Mei Ya to go with Zhao Xue.

"Good boy, I don't have any skills. The most expensive things in the house are these two lanterns." Liu Jianqiang took out two lanterns from the sack.

"Take the child, our family won't need it." Huang Meiye had tears in her eyes. They already knew that her son had become a transporter.

"Uncle, you are so polite. These two lamps are treasures left behind by my grandfather." Xue Ming was really embarrassed to accept their gifts.

At this time, Gao Laoba took out two bottles of Feitian Moutai from the sack, and Liu Dalong took out two Double Happiness cigarettes.

Xue Ming did not dare to accept their gifts, "Uncle Eighth and Uncle Dalong, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, right?"

"You go and catch up with your uncle first. I'm not in a hurry with your uncle Dalong." Gao Laoba chuckled with a cunning look in his eyes.

Sure enough, these two old men were in trouble. Xue Ming took out cigarettes to entertain them, and the room was filled with smoke.

Everyone was smoking while doing housework. Liu Jianqiang received a letter from Xue Ming half a month ago. He didn't know how to read and went to see Liu Dalong, the party secretary.

Liu Dalong was shocked after reading the letter. It turned out that Liu Hongwei had become a transportation clerk in the provincial transportation department, with a monthly salary of forty yuan, as evidenced by two photos.

Liu Jianqiang's family is very happy, and the cadres of Liu Village Brigade are also very happy. From a rural farmer to a transporter in a provincial city, it is definitely a proud ancestor.

So the Liucun Brigade beat gongs and drums to publicize the news. When Yang Meiya's family got the news, they came to the Liucun Brigade to confirm.

One of the two photos is Liu Hongwei's work ID card, and the other is Liu Hongwei holding up his work ID card.

The Yang family immediately encouraged the Liu family to come to the provincial capital to visit their son. The main purpose was to take Liu Hongwei home to get married.

Liu Yue'e and Xue Ling returned home at this time. They were informed by Zhao Xue that they would be back immediately.

The two siblings shed tears. Liu Yue'e regarded her eldest brother as her only relative, and Liu Jianqiang regarded his younger sister as his only relative.

Everyone hurriedly comforted them. At this time, Zhao Xue came back with Liu Hongwei and Yang Meiya, and the family reunited with tears again.

"You are Miss Meiya, you are such a pretty girl." Liu Yuee held Yang Meiya's hand affectionately and did not let go.

"Hello, sister-in-law, this is my father and my mother." Yang Meiya introduced her parents with a blushing face.

The room was full of laughter and laughter. Gao Laoba and Liu Dalong felt that they were redundant, and Xue Ming also felt that they were redundant.

Liu Yue'e smiled from ear to ear. In terms of appearance and knowledge, Yang Meiya was not as good as her daughter-in-law Zhao Xue, but she was definitely worthy of her eldest nephew.

"Director Xue, will Hongwei be allocated a house like this in the future?" Mother Yang asked Xue Ming cautiously.

"Aunt Yang, just call me Xue Ming. The second phase of the family home project has not started yet. If nothing else happens, it will only be a two-story building." Xue Ming said.

"My father-in-law, my mother-in-law, how about we discuss the marriage between Hongwei and Meiya." Mother Yang said weakly.

"Okay, I agree to this marriage." The more Liu Yue'e looked at her, the more she felt that Yang Meiya was beautiful.

Xue Ming also thought this girl had good looks, so he asked his wife to take them upstairs to discuss the marriage. There were only two brigade secretaries left downstairs.

"Xiao Xue, I heard that the country has imported 400,000 tons of urea from Japan, and the provincial capital has been allocated 10,000 tons. Talk to the leaders and ask them to give us a few tons to Zhao Village."

"Give a few tons to the Liucun brigade as well. Xiao Xue, you must help. I came with the hope of the whole brigade."

The two party secretaries frightened Xue Ming as soon as they opened their mouths. The good guy really came to ask for urea. The end of July and the beginning of August is the season for planting autumn sweet potatoes.

"Uncle Gao, Uncle Liu, you must have made a mistake. The State-owned Assets Office of the Bureau of Commerce has the final say on how to distribute urea, but I, the director of the Transportation Department, do not!" Xue Ming hurriedly refused.

"My child, don't refuse. Our Zhaocun brigade treated your family very well. We don't ask you to provide money or materials to support the villagers. We just ask you to help the villagers get urea. Isn't this too much?" Gao Laobayi Face begged.

Xue Ming didn't know how to answer.