Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

"Brother just wants to ask you, why don't you like playing with Sun Xiaoyu?"

"She doesn't like bricks. I've taught her many times, but she has no interest at all."

Zhang Xingwang looked at his cousin in front of him and felt that what he said was correct. Looking at the self-righteous little boy in front of him, Zhang Xingwang felt that children's friendship should be pure.

Then he said to his cousin solemnly:

"You are so stupid, no little girl would like bricks, and she is helping you with your studies.

You can teach them the Turtle Fist as compensation in the future. Don't listen to your father's nonsense. Besides, this is a mission, and I will come to check it later."

Looking at his cousin with a sad face, Zhang Xingwang felt that he had done another good thing. It would be great if the two of them could just let things take their own course...

After lying down, I tidied up the space and looked at the bamboo and grape trees that had obviously grown a little taller. I felt quite accomplished and discovered that this black soil was indeed so terrifying.

At that time, I also asked my sister-in-law and learned that the growth and fruiting period of grapes is only about a hundred days. Considering the five times the speed of time, it seems that the grapes can be free by the end of the month.

The next morning, after waking up, it was still my aunt who was waiting for him to eat. It was said that my uncle had washed up before dawn and went to work in a hurry. My aunt said that before leaving, he had a unilateral quarrel with my cousin.

After the quarrel, he took the sweet potato away, saying that he wanted to catch up with his aunt and nephew. He must work ten work points today, and decide whether to come back at noon based on the situation...

After enjoying the breakfast fed by my aunt, I took a nap and arrived at Old Man Zhang's house on time.

Zhang Xingwang looked at the old man Zhang with panda eyes and said with a forced smile:

"It seems that your insomnia is quite serious. Why don't you try your master's secret knockout drug?"

After hearing this, Old Man Zhang snorted in annoyance, and then said impatiently:

"Look at your frivolous look. Hurry up and take your things and go. I have to catch up on some sleep."

"I am a serious person, don't talk nonsense..."

"Look at how full of energy you are, but you still don't have a wife. I can tell whether you are serious or not..."

"You sound like you have a wife..."

"I don't have a wife now, but I'm different from you."

"We are all men, what's the difference? Are you any different?"

"My heart has long been dead for a traveling doctor trapped in the village."

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After lunch, Zhang Xingwang said goodbye to his aunt and headed back to the city...

Looking at her nephew walking away, the aunt said helplessly to the corner:

"Come out quickly, Xingwang has gone far away..."

After hearing this, the uncle subconsciously looked out, then walked to his wife in small steps and said stubbornly:

"I just dropped a dime there, and I was so busy picking it up that I didn't notice Xingwang was gone."

"You haven't done anything wrong recently, why are you hiding from Xingwang?"

"I will avoid him. After all, I am the elder. Uh... mainly because that guy is not smart..."

"He's our nephew, he's so good to our family, don't treat him like your father-in-law every time you see him..."

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In the street office warehouse, Director Qi looked at the two sacks in front of him with a smile, patted Zhang Xingwang on the shoulder, and pulled him aside and whispered:

"Xingwang, you are really wild. Come to my office later and let's chat for a while."

.........

"Xingwang, I'm not going to waste my time on you. I just want to ask you, what do you want to achieve by sending the grain to the street office?"

After hearing this, Zhang Xingwang took a puff of the cigarette that Director Qi gave him. Before he could think of how to answer, Director Qi continued:

"Brother, this is what I think. The situation is about to change. Your approach is not a long-term solution. You might as well store it up. I guess you can do a lot of things with it when the time comes."

Zhang Xingwang felt that Director Qi was indeed capable, but the problem was that he was storing up nearly 400 kilograms of meat every day, so it was really unnecessary. He said tactfully:

"Leader, I understand what you mean."

"Look at you, I still treat you as my brother..."

"Um... Brother Qi, I'll try to save some for you. Just let me know when the time comes. These are all coarse grains and you probably won't need them. It's just because of my work relationship, so I don't think you can transfer them back to me..."

"You're stupid, right? Whole grains have their own benefits, so let's just say that.

Are you sure you want to transfer back to work? Just tell me if you have made up your mind. I will find time to look for my teacher. It shouldn't be a problem.

You are now a regular employee of the cadre system. I think we should make use of your ideas. Purchasing is a job that may or may not happen tomorrow. Have you heard about it? The purchasing agent from the textile factory was robbed on the way to the countryside and was buried in the mountains.

If the ground hadn't been frozen solid, and if some of your clothes hadn't been revealed after the snow melted, your body wouldn't have been found even by the time you retired.

If we can make this happen, you will be at least a deputy section chief by the end of the year, and you won't have to worry about things anymore. Listen to me, it's not a bad thing to make progress while you're young..."

Zhang Xingwang listened to his good leader nagging a lot. If it weren’t for Brother Tong, what he said would be really correct.

But thinking that after all, I had promised Director Wang first, I should stick with it for a while and wait until the second half of the year to give up. Anyway, it would be abnormal to always be able to purchase things by then.

Thinking that if the good leader was caught, he would not be able to escape, so he asked tentatively:

"Will this have a bad impact?"

"We? What does what I do have to do with you? If you have any concerns, just find someone you can trust..."

When he left, Section Chief Qi mentioned that Director Liu from the Ministry of Culture asked him to take some time to go back and report on his recent work.

.........

Zhang Xingwang scratched his head and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything to report. Anyway, the song couldn't be easily taken out again, and he had to save it for a long trip...

After working all afternoon, he returned home and saw the piles of food under his and his mother Wang Xiulan's bed. It seemed that he would have to go to the pigeon market in the evening.

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"I haven't seen you for a while. Do you still want to call me Third Master this time?"

Zhang Xingwang looked at the steward who was now more agile, and thinking of the unreliable appearance of the two old brothers, he said seriously:

"No, there is a communication barrier between me and the Third Master. Today I am mainly here to deliver food. I am in a hurry to go back to sleep, and I will leave after delivering the food."

The manager looked at Zhang Xingwang who was in a hurry, and without any nonsense, he called six strong young men to go and move the food.

After a long time of going back and forth, they finally managed to move the things into the yard. The manager went from being absent-minded to extremely nervous. Lao Han's legs suddenly got better, and he followed the six guys to run around.

After finally getting on the scale, looking at the number of more than 6300 kilograms, my old cold legs came back...

The manager handed the note recording the quantity to Zhang Xingwang and asked him to check it first.

Then he put away his servile smile, squinted his eyes, and looked back and forth at the six young men with a flashlight, and the air gradually became colder.