"Just arrange it for me, Secretary Jiang. I can do whatever you want. The steamed buns my old lady makes are big and soft. People in the whole village all say they are good."
"놖There is a sewing machine at home that can help mend clothes."
"My father is a barefoot doctor. I learned some skills before I got married, so I can help take care of minor injuries."
"Xiao Jiang and the other staff members all listen to you..."
…
Secretary Jiang, as they called him, was completely numb, and his toes, which wanted to escape, curled up in his military boots.
This stiff and desperate face was like a shot of adrenaline in the eyes of the crowd. Let's see what a great general's demeanor is.
It means not panicking when encountering things and not being impatient at all.
Beside her, Wen Xiuying was not at all unhappy about having her limelight stolen. It was Jiang Ningning who quickly gathered her focus at this critical moment.
Amidst those pairs of fiery gazes, she reached out and gently pushed Jiang Ningning's back, encouraging her to go forward and say a few words.
When it comes to inspiration, Jiang Ningning is an "old actor".
Their steps were as steady as the water in the Red Flag Canal, and their every word was deafening: "The men guard the levees, and the women soldiers ensure logistics!
The rice porridge prepared on the stove warms the iron arms on the levee, the embroidery needle can pierce through thousands of waves, and the soles of the shoes are sewn with the dense stitches of the thousands-mile river levee!
Engraved on the back of the military medal is the eternal light of hundreds of windows! ”
Snap!
In the corner, Fang Yu subconsciously recorded this scene.
Soon, the fuselage revealed photos.
Everyone gathered around Jiang Ningning, looking up at her, with stars in their eyes almost bursting out of the picture.
Fang Yu looked at it quietly for a while, and was also deeply shocked by those words. What Jiang Ningning said was very different from what Wen Xue said. Did she really rely on Huo Donglin to get the position in the Propaganda Department?
"Xiao Yu, hurry up. The wounded have been sent away, and we have to get back to the commune." Someone urged loudly in the front.
Fang Yu suddenly came back to his senses, stuffed the photo paper into his pocket, and followed.
When the boat arrived at Hongqi Commune, Guan Wenxue came up to us and asked with concern: "You guys were gone for a long time this time. Did you take any good photos?"
Without waiting for her to answer, he raised his hand to search her shirt pocket.
Fang Yu learned to paint when she was young and has a good foundation in art. Although she has not taken any thrilling photos, her camera language is very beautiful.
This discovery made Guan Wenxue feel very uncomfortable, and she tightened her grip on the camera.
Until I found the last photo, the straight nose and delicate profile made it easy to tell who was in the photo.
Guan Wenxue laughed with gloating, "What crime did Jiang Ningning commit that she should be beaten up?"
Fang Yu lowered her eyes. For some reason, she chose to keep it secret.
Then she saw Guan Wenxue throw all the photos into the water.
"What are you doing?" Fang Yu was horrified and quickly reached into the water to fish it out.
The water flowed so fast that most of the photos were washed away.
Even if the photos of those that were salvaged were damaged by water, they could not be removed.
Fang Yu asked with red eyes: "Why do you want to throw away the photos? These are all taken with great effort. All the results of several days are wasted."
The sound was very loud, and many people looked over here.
Guan Wenxue looked aggrieved, "The photos you took are not good at all. Don't worry, I'll share some photos with you later. We are good sisters after all."
Fang Yu was choked and felt that these words sounded harsh.
"I'll give you some high-quality chocolate, so don't be angry." Guan Wenxue took out a piece of chocolate from her bag, with a Chinese print on it.
In the past, it was nothing for sisters to share things with each other.
But Fang Yu clearly saw that there were unopened packages in Guan Wenxue's bag, but she took the ones that 깊 had eaten as an apology, just like she was sending away a dog.
Fang Yu unconsciously clenched her palms and did not reach out to take it.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Guan Wenxue looked at her livid expression, her eyes rolled, her eyelashes drooped, and she said pitifully, "I'm sorry, I was also very angry when I saw that photo of Jiang Ningning just now."
Thinking of the grudge between the two, Fang Yu's anger dissipated a lot. "Why are you so hostile to her? She seems to be a good person."
"She's just pretending!"
Hearing her good sister speak for Jiang Ningning, Guan Wenxue bit her root with hatred, "Have you forgotten that day when she had hypoglycemia, and I gave her chocolate, but she didn't even say thank you."
Fang Yu also remembered this incident. At that time, she and Guan Wenxue were walking in front. When they were at the door, they kicked a stone and were delayed for more than ten seconds.
When I entered the gate of the family compound, I saw Jiang Ningning staggering and about to fall down the stairs.
"If Huo Donglin hadn't been quick at that time, Jiang Ningning would have been disfigured." Fang Yu was still in shock. She didn't expect that hypoglycemia would be so serious.
Guan Wenxue felt a little regretful, because Jiang relied on her face to attract a group of men to pave the way for her. If her face was ruined, she would definitely be divorced by Huo Donglin on the spot.
She was not willing to accept losing to this country bumpkin.
But he pretended to be generous and said, "Anyone would have saved me at that time, and I don't need her to thank me."
The others couldn't stand it and stood up for her.
"Wen Xue, you are just too kind."
"Yeah, if you are not willing to use high-quality chocolate to save an ungrateful person, then you will be a fool."
"Secretary Jiang is such a stingy person. Those things were done by your father, not you. And you saved her. You really can't judge a book by its cover."
With the label of ungratefulness, they occasionally ran into Jiang Ningning in the family compound for a period of time, and they all had a bad face.
Jiang Ningning didn't notice what the people around her were thinking. She was so busy every day that she fell asleep almost immediately after touching the pillow.
Seeing her chin become pointed due to exhaustion, the two kids felt extremely distressed.
So Huo Donglin, who had finally returned home and was thinking about his wife, children and a warm bed, was strongly condemned as soon as he entered the door.
"Comrade Heidan, why don't you help your mother with her worries? You are so shameless."
Huo Donglin's mouth twitched:? ?
"Is it possible that your dad is busier?" He can't even go home!
"Can you compare with mom?" Manman stood on a stool with his hands on his hips. "In addition to working in the Propaganda Department, mom also has to help Aunt Wen, and when she comes home she has to take care of the kids. It's like having three jobs for one."
Xia Xia nodded, yes, being a mother is so hard-working.
"Even though my two sisters are good kids, there are still many invisible housework to do, such as getting hot water, making milk powder, peeling apples, and going to the cafeteria to get food in the morning... Mommy does her best to take care of us, but what about you?"
Manman became more and more angry as he spoke. "Every time you come home, you just come to visit us and have a meal with us. You are not a qualified father, nor a good husband."
I feel like my son’s next sentence is that he wants to change his father.
Huo Donglin couldn't help but look up at the bed. Jiang Ningning was curled up in the quilt, a small ball.
There was so much noise in the room that she didn't wake up, and the little bit of flesh that had just grown back on her cheeks had long since disappeared, which was enough to show that she had been working just as hard as him during this period.
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