Song Tan Jishi

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary always felt that something was weird.

   is really weird—

   That day, she obviously followed the old procedure to submit an application, but she still had no hope in her heart.

  There are too many places that need funding. For such a poor mountain village with no development prospects, roads will need to be repaired sooner or later, but it is likely to be ranked behind all the items.

   I don't know how many years later.

  Even if Song Tan's current farm development status is attached to her profile now. However, it has only been half a year since the farm was registered, and there are too many uncertainties.

  She didn't have any hope, she just made up her mind to wait until she cleared the road. If there is no road construction plan by the end of the year, then she...

  Then she can only think about it.

   But after all, the name is not right and the words are not right, and the contacts in the family have fallen behind when it comes to such trivial matters, it seems that she is not capable enough... That's why she has been slow to take action.

   But then again, she is just a village party secretary, so what room does she have to show off? Hey!

   On this day, she handed in the materials in the morning, and someone came to contact her in less than half an hour:

   "Don't worry, we are already discussing the road in Yunqiao Village. The city is holding a meeting now, and we should be able to get definite information in the afternoon."

   On the one hand, she still looked at her mysteriously: "You too, if you have such a relationship, don't tell me sooner... Look, now the leader is considering us and going ahead... It seems that we are not active..."

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary:? ? ?

what relationship? Her relationship is still useless!

   This is not right!

   What's more wrong is yet to come—she got feedback after the meeting in the morning, and in the afternoon, even the construction plan of the asphalt road was put on the agenda!

She returned to the village with all kinds of doubts. On the road, she met a small car with a Ningcheng license plate worth four to five hundred thousand yuan. She backed up 30 to 50 meters and stopped in an open area around the corner to make room for the other party to drive. .

   Tut.

  This is the disadvantage of not repairing the road. Two cars drive at the same time, and the road can't accommodate it. It is really backward.

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary thought about it on the way, and always felt that the problem was Song Tan's house.

  She drove over directly, and saw Zhang Yanping holding a sickle and a basket, with resentment covering her face, every strand of hair exuding reluctance.

   It's understandable, after all, he just escaped from the misery of his family, and he didn't expect to become a migrant worker in dire straits.

  Behind him, Wu Lei was also holding a sickle and a bamboo basket, with a gloomy expression—anyone who paid 500 yuan in advance before starting work would probably not be happy.

"This is…"

Before she could ask, Qiao Qiao had started a live broadcast: "Kids, did you all learn how to cook beans last time? My sister said that this is relatively easy to learn, so I can learn more in the afternoon—let's cut artemisia annua!" "

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary turned sideways quickly, and returned his attention to Huanghao:

   "Why cut Artemisia annua?"

   Qiao Qiao explained: "The beans that were dried two days ago have dried up, now we need to cut some Artemisia annua to cover the beans."

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly emphasized: "Kids, Artemisia annua is used to cover the dried beans that were mixed with noodles last time. The boiled beans that were broadcast live this morning are used to make watermelon sauce. Don't dry them! You need to get them wet. In the hot room, covered with gauze, it was stuffy."

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary: ...is something she doesn't understand.

  She gave up, and now she just opened the live broadcast room, and saw a dense barrage:

  【The anchor thinks highly of me, I didn’t learn it at all】

  【Soy bean and watermelon sauce are not the same】

  【Last time I read half of Jiangdou, and today I saw half of Watermelon Sauce. Should I write this skill on my resume? 】

  【In the front, co-author, you haven’t found a job yet? 】

  【What is Artemisia annua? Is it also a kind of wormwood? 】

  【Hahaha, I received a private message from the background, thank you for the gift from the anchor】

  【Although I haven’t got it yet, I’d like to thank you in advance. 】

  【Wait, what are you thanking, what gift? 】

  【I’m ashamed to say this, but it’s just a small reward, ranking third on the list, the anchor actually gave a moxa stick! 】

【What? ! ! 】

  【Is it still too late to tip a reward? 】

  【Anchor, what you did was totally wrong! 】

【that is! How could anyone give a gift to Bang San without even notifying him? Do you know how to make money? 】

【that is! You have to shout in the live broadcast room, let us compete on the spot! 】

  【Your eyelids are too shallow, it’s just a stick of moxa...I’m different! I have money, let me come! 】

  【Is this moxa stick? This is the supreme glory! This stingy anchor hasn't sent anything yet! 】

   Next, there will be rewarding special effects one after another. Colorful colors with different reward amounts burst out on the screen, making Xiao Zhu shake his head—

  Contemporary netizens can’t save money, so I understand.

  And Zhang Yanping, one of the focus of the live broadcast, came to the wasteland wearing a shirt and trousers—actually, I don’t know whose family’s wasteland it is, but it doesn’t matter, there are not many people in the village now.

  He took a good posture, and suddenly turned on the phone again: "What does Huanghao look like?"

  Qiao Qiao was very anxious: "Brother Yan Ping, the children are all studying, don't be lazy, this is the Artemisia annua field I picked! It looks like this!"

  Wu Lei grew up after a holiday, but now he started cutting without saying a word. But after only cutting two, Qiao Qiao became anxious again: "Brother Wu Lei, don't want this kind of old one."

  Zhang Yanping was in so much pain: "Qiao Qiao, there are so many carnations here that no one wants, you wait until we finish cutting them, and pick them when you go home... It's cool at home!"

  Jojo thought about it—it makes sense!

  He just nodded: "That's good! But Brother Yanping, stop talking, you haven't cut a single one!"

  Zhang Yanping lowered his head, felt his sore arm, and said bitterly, "Small skin!"

  …

   And here, the branch secretary Xiao Zhu finally remembered the business: "Where's Tan Tan?"

  Seventh Cousin swiped his phone: "The pile of soybeans cooked in the morning is too thick, and the temperature is a bit high for fear that black hair will grow. I asked her to look through it."

   At the same time, he was proud: "I just said that old money is not good, right? Bringing an apprentice to make watermelon sauce beans, obviously I have had experience on the mountain once, so this time I spread the beans thickly."

   "Okay, Cousin Seven!" Song Tan came out of the warm warehouse, and said with a smile: "It is obvious that our bamboo curtains are not enough, so we piled them up a little thicker. Their craftsmanship is really good."

  At the very least, those common ingredients on the mountain, what Master Qian brought with Qiao Qiao made it so oily and delicious, the workers got two big bowls for a meal! Full of praise!

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary doesn't care about what is wrong, and now he just wondered: "Song Tan recently received any different news from your store or the backstage?"

  Song Tan was taken aback for a moment: "No... no, right? If there is, Brother Yanping will definitely say it."

   "That's weird."

  Xiao Zhu said strangely, but his face was full of smiles: "The roads in our village will be repaired by the end of the month at the latest!"

  Good afternoon, this is yesterday's update (this month really updates a lot of words...).

  The next thing is today, Mr. Wenchang bless me to clear my debts every day!

   Give another sister! Finished article! It ends on July 31! It's hot when you click in!

  Yao Yingyi "A Thousand Changes of Flowers"

  There is nothing to say, the pen name is the guarantee of the writing after finishing the article!

  My updates this month are more than any of the previous ten months! ! You guys who worked so hard are still not satisfied, woo woo woo...