Gu Jingshen's eyes drooped gloomily, and he lowered his head to stir the rice in front of him intentionally or unintentionally, not knowing what he was thinking.

Meng Si Ning felt uncomfortable during this meal.

In order not to embarrass her best friend, Jiang Tang stayed with her until Xia Qiu took Gu Jingshen away.

At the moment the door was closed, Meng Si Ning let out a sigh: "Oh, this is so difficult for me, sister, thank you."

"My boudoir is in trouble, how can I just stand by and watch?"

"You also said that Xia Qiu asked me to block it."

Jiang Tang glanced up with a guilty look in her eyes: "Ah, the food she cooks is indeed delicious."

"Tsk, there's no way we can share the hardship."

"No, sister, I was wrong."

"Hey, have you noticed that Gu Jingshen wants to know where I will stay after I marry Lu Cheng."

"You found out and deliberately said that Lu Cheng couldn't be transferred back?"

"That's also true. If I said yes, he would definitely agree to be transferred here. My parents' home is here. If we really live in the same compound, there will be a lot of trouble in the future."

"That's true. But he wasn't transferred here in the book."

"He also asked me this question in the book?"

"Oh, I don't even remember. Don't think about it now, I have work to do."

"Let's go. I'll stay with you."

"Thanks, sister."

When the two arrived at the square, the remaining vegetables had been sold out.

A few people were sitting there settling accounts.

Seeing them coming, Wang Duoqian smiled and said, "Secretary Jiang, Reporter Meng, you're here. The remaining dishes are all sold out. We collected 320 yuan, as well as this pile of supplies and 20 tickets."

Sun Maomin said: "We collected 130.58 yuan, and the items we collected included a bar of soap, two bags of salt, three pounds of vinegar, a second-hand pillowcase, a broken flashlight, and a military canteen.

Two head flowers, a pair of second-hand military boots. And more than twenty tickets, haha."

Zhang Pengguo on the side chuckled: "Why are you still buying second-hand ones? They've been used, what's the value of them?"

Liu Yishou said, "How much are our dishes worth? What's wrong with us exchanging them for second-hand items? These are all good stuff."

Li En said, "Yes, they are all good and not unusable. Even the flashlight cost several dollars and required a ticket. We exchanged it for 15 kilograms of vegetables."

"Everyone calm down, this is not the time to argue. As long as the things you get in exchange are useful, it's fine.

Are the accounts settled now?"

Liu Yishou said cheerfully, "It's almost matched."

Wang Duoqian said, "Except for the remaining dozen or so households, the others are all in line, except for some families' vegetables that have been damaged. Each household has lost a kilogram or two of vegetables."

Jiang Tang frowned: "Is it because I took so many dishes?"

Liu Yishou said cleverly, "That's what we gave to Secretary Jiang. Secretary Jiang and his family treated us so well at noon, so it's not surprising that we took some food."

Wang Duoqian's eyes lit up: "Yes, we have to eat lunch."

Meng Si Ning said: "Things like vegetables will indeed be damaged, this is normal."

Jiang Tang encountered this situation, but he didn't know whether the villagers would mind, as did the remaining dozen or so families.

Before the few people left, they accompanied Jiang Tang on another run and delivered the goods to five or six families.

Jiang Tang asked them to take the money and go back first, and she would deliver the rest tonight.

After seeing off the group.

Jiang Tang lay down on Meng Si Ning's bed in a depressed mood.

Seeing her sweaty, Meng Si Ning dragged her to take a shower and thoughtfully prepared a set of pajamas for her.

Jiang Tang lay comfortably on the bed and shouted comfortably: "This day is really tiring. Fortunately, I didn't do farm work."

"I've gained a lot today and feel quite accomplished."

"That's right, haha. My parents were particularly impressive today and made several cold dishes. My dad even came home and was incredibly gentle and doting on me. He even wiped my face. He wasn't like the usual Political Commissar Jiang at all."

Meng Si Ning smiled and turned to look at her: "Sister, you have a good father."

"That's right, my parents in both of my lives were good."

"Your father did this for the villagers to see, to tell them that I have a little princess at home, and I will never let anyone who dares to bully her off."

Jiang Tang laughed: "Yeah, as a political commissar, you have to do things in a set way. Do you think they can understand it?"

...

The eight people being discussed have now left the city.

Zhang Pengguo was driving the car, grinning foolishly.

Li En, who was in front, was chatting with Ma Guangyao: "Secretary Jiang's family is really nice, a small Western-style house. I don't even know what rank her father has on his shoulders. I don't even dare to speak when I see him."

Ma Guangyao laughed innocently and said, "Yes, her mother's cooking is delicious."

"I just eat."

"Isn't the purpose of going to someone's house to eat?"

Li En laughed: "I heard that Secretary Jiang doesn't have a partner yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yishou behind him gave him a slap in the face: "What are you thinking about? Secretary Jiang is what you can imagine. Look at her conditions. She is so old, but her father still wipes her face when she goes home. He must be heartbroken. I guess Secretary Jiang has never cooked at home before.

Look, her mother didn't even ask her to go to the kitchen today. Can you afford to support a daughter-in-law like that?"

Li En shrugged: "That's what I said."

"If anyone dares to take advantage of Secretary Jiang in the future, Captain Sun and I will be the first to deal with him."

Sun Maomin was slightly frightened: "Leave it to accountant, I will keep an eye on this matter, and see who dares." As he said this, he glared at Li En.

Li En sneered at him, "Why are you looking at me? After all, Director Jiang and I are peers who can talk to each other. Unlike some people in their thirties or forties who don't strive for progress."

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