Chapter 211: The voice is broken, but the fighting power is off the charts!

In the evening, Jiang Zhizhi simply made two large bowls of tomato and minced meat noodles, and a large bowl of hot and sour shredded potatoes.

As soon as Lu Xingchen returned home, he saw his wife's big watery eyes curved into little crescents.

"You're back so late today."

"I went to the teacher's place and talked about some things. I wasted time."

As soon as Lu Xingchen entered the room, he hugged Jiang Zhizhi and bent down to kiss her cheek.

Jiang Zhizhi naturally hugged him and rubbed him again and again: "What are you doing? Eat my freshly made tomato and minced meat noodles first. If you leave it out for too long, the noodles will all clump together."

The young couple washed their hands and ate noodles first. Anyway, in their family, if they were not active in eating, it meant they had problems with their thinking.

After finishing the noodles, Lu Xingchen moved the recliner to the main room and then picked up his wife.

He sat on a recliner with his wife sitting on his lap.

"My wife looks fine now, but there is something wrong with her."

Jiang Zhizhi uttered an "ah", blinked in confusion, and raised his voice slightly: "What's wrong with it?"

"Why don't you tell me something?" She was a little overwhelmed by Lu Xingchen's gentleness and focus on her alone.

Jiang Zhizhi held up Lu Xingchen's beautiful face with amusement, her eyes clearly showing "happiness". She showed a sly smile:

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you everything later."

Jiang Zhizhi really couldn't help laughing.

The next day.

Lu Xingchen went to the camp early in the morning.

Jiang Zhizhi ate the buns her man brought back, then changed into a comfortable shirt and trousers. She tied her smooth black hair up into a neat ponytail, put on a small military green shoulder bag, put on comfortable and fitting cloth shoes, and went out with a youthful and unrestrained look.

She pushed the bicycle that Lu Xingchen bought for her out of the yard, stepped on it swiftly, and rode away in the morning breeze.

Her ponytail swayed gently as she rode. Jiang Zhizhi took a deep breath of the fresh morning air and felt refreshed.

After arriving at the radio station, Jiang Zhizhi took out the certificate given to her by the station manager during the meeting, registered at the gate, and walked into the radio station with a smile.

The boss and Duan Tuqi standing at the gate were both stunned for a moment. No way? No way!

This young, beautiful and energetic girl, is she the Jiang Zhizhi who has been making headlines recently?

Ren Zhenzhen, who was on her way to work on time, rushed straight forward. Just as she was about to make a cool turn, a young girl suddenly appeared. It was too late for Ren Zhenzhen to brake.

But at this moment, Ren Zhenzhen's voice was extremely hoarse, and she spoke in a whisper: "Get out of the way!"

Jiang Zhizhi suddenly turned sideways and grabbed Ren Zhenzhen, who was rushing forward, with one hand. After Ren Zhenzhen stood firm, he gently let go of her hand and said, "Are you not hurt?"

Ren Zhenzhen's face was full of admiration, and she couldn't help but ask Jiang Zhizhi's name.

After Jiang Zhizhi took out his ID, Ren Zhenzhen was petrified.

“Oh my god!!!”

Ren Zhenzhen's face turned red with anxiety. She had been fighting with those aunts and grandmas for three hundred rounds since yesterday. Her fighting power was off the charts. She finally managed to scold these gossipy aunts away by herself.

If you dare to curse the pen she admires, just wait and see if she will curse back at you.

She put her hands on her hips happily, laughed wildly in triumph, and went home in high spirits.

As a result, when I woke up this morning, my throat was broken!

Jiang Zhizhi couldn't help but smile with eyes curved, took out three throat lozenges made with Luo Han Guo, Pang Dahai and other Chinese medicinal materials from her small bag, and handed them to the girl with a red face.

"This is a throat lozenge I made myself. It can soothe the throat, relieve phlegm, and clear away heat and moisten the lungs. If your throat is hoarse, you will feel much better after eating a few of these."

Ren Zhenzhen opened her beautiful eyes and took the throat lozenge excitedly, "Thank you Zhizhi..."

It was just four words, but Ren Zhenzhen seemed to be squeezing them out with difficulty from deep in her throat. Her voice was so hoarse that it was impossible to hear them.

Duan Tuqi, who followed closely, felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a huge thunder had exploded above his head.

"Auntie, didn't I tell you yesterday not to be impulsive? Look at your voice now. How can you go on air?"

Ren Zhenzhen made a gesture and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Duan Tuqi felt even worse. It was obvious that this old lady had forgotten everything. "Sister Juan? She is on leave today. Didn't she say yesterday that she would take the three children back to her hometown today?"

Ren Zhenzhen felt that she was about to die and tried to clear her throat, but every syllable was as rough as if it had been worn away by wind and sand.

At this moment, the stationmaster received the news and rushed out immediately, "Comrade Jiang Zhizhi, I've finally seen you."

Duan Tuqi looked hopeless: "............"

This time I'm really finished. The stationmaster is coming over and I can't stop him.

Ren Zhenzhen quickly hid behind Jiang Zhizhi and dared not say a word.

The station director stared at Ren Zhenzhen in confusion, then put on a serious expression, "Ren Zhenzhen! Come out!"

Ren Zhenzhen waved her hands repeatedly and looked at the webmaster with a pleading look.

The station manager was stunned and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't tell me you can't say a word today?"

Ren Zhenzhen nodded honestly, and Duan Tuqi's eyes were filled with shock.

"What did you do after get off work yesterday? Tell me the truth!"

Ren Zhenzhen pointed at her throat. She suddenly realized that the webmaster was a little bit out of his mind. How could she tell the truth when she was in this state? It would be embarrassing for her.

In Jiang Zhizhi's eyes, this look looked a little pitiful, just like a furry Samoyed that had made a mistake, looking soft and aggrieved.

"Duan Tuqi! You speak!"

Duan Tuqi turned his head and glanced at Jiang Zhizhi, then expressed his guess.

Jiang Zhizhi was silent for a rare moment. Could it be that this girl was standing up for her?

She looked at Ren Zhenzhen, and Ren Zhenzhen puffed out her chest, looking fearless, and even wiped the tip of her nose proudly.

The radio station director pinched his philtrum. Where did he get the courage to do this?

Is it because of the bad habits at home?

At this moment, the station director of the radio station remembered what Comrade Jiang Zhizhi came to the radio station for.

Jiang Zhizhi smiled casually and said in a very affirmative tone: "I have a manuscript here and I want to submit it to the radio station."

The stationmaster suddenly had an idea and asked with great expectation: "Comrade Jiang Zhizhi, how about this..."

........

at the same time.

Common people in the county came to watch the bridge construction, and everyone's eyes were filled with excitement.

If a bridge is built here, it will not only facilitate people's travel, but also help the military region to maintain people's safety.

At this moment, the county chief and deputy county chief first brought people to the scene to check it out, and the faces of the people around were filled with curiosity.

"The mayor looks very dignified and serious."

"Ahem, ahem, please speak softly."

The sharp-looking old woman and several aunties who were gossiping about Jiang Zhizhi were also in the crowd. Everyone couldn't help but be curious and asked what had happened.

"Jianqiao, why didn't you get wind of this?"

"Oh my god, I've been gossiping about other things these past two days, but I haven't heard about building a bridge."