[Protagonist with explosive combat power vs. Venomous-tongued, vengeful, refined rogue male lead]
After a laboratory explosion, Lin Tang returned to that barren era and bound herself to a che...
Chapter 294 Suddenly Embarrassed
As she spoke, she looked at Yan Sui eagerly.
She looks like a poor mother trying her best to give her children opportunities.
The members of Shuangshan Brigade who followed Yan Sui and others reflexively looked at Liu Dazhui, with an expression that was neither smiling nor laughing.
I didn’t notice!
Dazhujia is so creative that he creates opportunities when there are none.
Yes, yes!
Liu Dazhui looked calm on the outside, but his heart was in turmoil.
He had no idea what his wife was doing.
However, he couldn't stop it now, so he could only watch, anxious! !
Yan Sui and several other leaders were suddenly embarrassed.
The air froze for a moment.
After half a minute, Yan Sui smiled and spoke in a gentle voice.
"……Can."
It's really hard to refuse a mother's request in public.
Yang Chunfang was delighted and pulled Liu Jiaojiao's arm.
"The leader agreed! Hurry up and perform well," she urged.
Everyone's eyes fell on Liu Jiaojiao, waiting leisurely.
Liu Jiaojiao nervously pinched the hem of her clothes.
It was the first time I was exposed in front of others, and I felt uncomfortable all over.
Seeing this, Yang Chunfang pinched her in dissatisfaction.
Liu Jiaojiao mustered up the courage to raise her eyes.
He suddenly met Lin Tang's eyes, which were curious, indifferent, but not disdainful.
At that moment, she felt a little better, but she also felt an indescribable discomfort.
Blaming himself for not being able to compare to Lin Tang.
Today, Liu Jiaojiao is no longer like Yang Chunfang, who blames the Lin family for the mess in her family.
They clearly ruined a good hand of cards themselves, so what does Guan Lin's family have to do with it?!
It's no surprise that Liu Jiaojiao has such an idea.
People only compete with those who are similar to themselves. Who would compete with the height of a mountain or the depth of the sea?
Liu Jiaojiao clenched her fists and encouraged herself.
Fortunately, she still has a chance!
Seize this opportunity, leave a good impression on the commune leaders, and then ask her father to find some connections, maybe you can have a good future.
No one cared about the thoughts that came to Liu Jiaojiao's mind.
After being pushed by Yang Chunfang, she stood in front of everyone.
Try to ignore the gazes falling on you.
Liu Jiaojiao, wearing a red flowery dress, took a step forward and made a forward-moving gesture like a worker striving for progress.
Start reciting aloud.
"Thousands of willows sway in the spring breeze, and the six hundred million people of China are like Shun and Yao..."
The high-pitched voice startled everyone.
As soon as the first sentence came out, Lin Tang started to move his toes.
What the hell?
Reading "Sending Away the God of Plague" to your leader?!
This... is very courageous.
The faces of Yan Sui and several other leaders were filled with a variety of colors, forming a color palette.
Liu Dazhu didn't think anything was wrong. Seeing Liu Jiaojiao reciting fluently, a look of pride appeared on his face.
Jiaojiao is no worse than Lin Tang!
As for the villagers? They have little education and don’t know anything about it.
Lin Fu and Li Jiancai felt something was wrong.
I seem to have heard this poem somewhere before.
But no one could remember it for a while, so no one said anything.
Until Liu Jiaojiao recited the following sentences with passion.
"Red rain turns into waves at will, green mountains turn into bridges at will... May I ask where the Plague God is going? The paper boat with a bright candle is burning in the sky."
When the words "Plague Lord" came out, Lin Fu's face turned black.
Send the Plague God???!!!
No wonder it sounds familiar, it turns out to be "Sending Away the God of Plague" written by that leader two years ago!
Why didn't he react just now?
Fearing that the leader would feel that the brigade did not welcome them, Lin Fu was about to step forward to make corrections.
Yang Chunfang spoke proudly.
"My daughter's reading is not good, so leaders, please just listen to it casually. It's a token of my appreciation. I hope you like it."
Everyone looked at her expression, which was as smug as a peacock.
He's just short of having "My daughter is so good at carrying" carved on his face.
Yan Sui twitched the corners of his mouth, and the gentle expression on his face almost collapsed.
No one would feel comfortable being treated like a plague god.
"...Go back after you finish reading." He said lightly.
Yang Chunfang was stunned for a moment.
I didn't expect the leader to react like this.
Liu Jiaojiao awkwardly withdrew her struggling hand and seemed a little overwhelmed.
Seeing that Yan Sui didn't care, Lin Fu said to Liu Dazhu with a dark face:
"Hurry up and take your wife and daughter back. Why recite a poem that would send away the God of Plague?"
"You are also a cadre of the brigade. At the very least, what you do should not harm the interests of the members."
It was thanks to Director Yan's magnanimity that he would have walked away immediately if he had met someone petty.
"Send the God of Plague?" Liu Dazhu was horrified. "I don't know about this."
After saying this, he quickly apologized to Yan Sui and several other commune leaders.
"I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of my family. This is my mistake."
Information in small places is not disseminated in a timely manner.
When the poem "Sending the Plague God" appeared in the newspaper two years ago, Liu Dazhu was not yet the custodian of the brigade and had no qualifications to touch the brigade's newspapers, so he didn't know about this.
Seeing Liu Jiaojiao muttering at home these days, he treated her as a good girl and didn't ask any questions.
At this moment, I was really scared to death.
If he offends his leader, his job as a custodian will be over.
The salary of the brigade cadres is not much, but it is something, much better than working in the fields.
Liu Dazhu was panicked, and Liu Jiaojiao was no less so.
Her face turned pale in an instant.
He said in panic: "...I, I don't know either."
She had heard Lin Tang recite this poem two years ago.
At that time, Lin Tang came back from the county. He looked at the sparrows chirping on the treetops and recited poems. Liu Jiaojiao felt that she seemed to be radiating light all over.
Later I asked my brother Liu Guohui and learned the whole poem.
It took me several days to remember it.
By some strange coincidence, it became her performance today.
It actually turned out to be a joke.
The smugness on Yang Chunfang's face suddenly disappeared.
I just wish I had never come here.
What is going on?
She's here to be the center of attention, not to be laughed at.
Seeing that Liu Jiaojiao was so anxious that tears were about to fall, Yan Sui sighed helplessly.
"Listen to Captain Lin and go back quickly."
The rural girl has no education, what can he do? !
Seeing that the boss didn't care about her mistake, Liu Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was burning.
He bowed, covered his face and ran away.
Yang Chunfang also felt ashamed.
Seeing Liu Jiaojiao leaving, he ran away too.
Liu Dazhu was left alone and couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
I can only put on a smiling face for my leader.
Lin Fu is still very capable at critical moments.
Seeing that his leader didn't care about this sudden incident, he smiled and changed the awkward topic.
"Our village has opened a sauce factory. We've received large orders from the supply and marketing cooperative and the cotton textile factory. The workers are busy working now. Would you like to go over and take a look?"
These words hit the spot for the commune leaders.
"Okay, let's go and see how your factory is doing," Yan Sui said, taking the lead.
After that, the group went to the sauce factory again.
At this time, the workers of the brigade were busy working in clean clothes.
Everyone is full of energy and does their work seriously.
The meticulousness of washing peppers, the effort of moving jars, and the carefulness of drying mushrooms...
The spirit is not that great, but it is not bad either.
(End of this chapter)