"Comrade, where are you sending it to?" The man from the post office stood up with a blush.
Wen Wan felt uncomfortable with the other party's straightforward gaze, "I want to send it to Hai City. My fiancé is serving in the army there."
After hearing this, the male comrade in the post office felt his heart break. The pretty girl now had a partner.
"Comrade, please give me a list." Wen Wan raised his voice a little.
The man from the post office handed over the form angrily, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Wen Wan, crying silently in his heart.
Recalling the address Zhou Haoting had given him, Wen Wan quickly filled it out and said, "Comrade, thank you for your help."
After sending the express, I looked at the time and it was already half past twelve.
Wen Guan covered his rumbling stomach, got on his bike and quickly headed towards Ning'an Lane.
Wen Guan found a noodle stall and ordered food. "Boss, a big bowl of plain noodles with chili."
In the past half month, she has basically gotten to know the entire Ning'an Lane. She heard that the boss of the noodle shop used to be a chef in a factory and gave up his position to his children.
Later, a noodle shop opened in Ning'an Lane. It does very good business. The ingredients are solid and the noodles are chewy. I heard that the soup is made from bone broth.
After slurping the noodles, Wen Guan felt satisfied both in his stomach and in his heart.
"Little girl, are you full? Would you like some more?" Uncle Qiu, who was selling noodles, asked with a silly smile.
The sense of accomplishment of being a chef comes from seeing other people eat up all the food you have prepared with great care.
Wen Wan smiled brightly, "Boss, I'm full. Your noodles are very solid."
She wasn't just being boastful or polite, she really felt that the big bowls used more ingredients than those in state-owned restaurants.
"Please come here often. We have many kinds of noodles." Uncle Qiu's wife, Aunt Qiao, said happily.
"Okay, I'll definitely come often." Wen Wan responded crisply.
After paying the money, Wen Guan walked a little further inside and saw that all the red date cakes that were put on Zhang Tao’s stall in the morning were sold out. He couldn’t help but nod in his heart.
That's good. I hope Mayor Ding can get the results as soon as possible. After the village division is successful, they can work freely. They don't want to be able to do small things now. Making money is a good thing, but dealing with those jumping clowns is also troublesome.
Mayor Ding, who was being talked about, was slamming the table and cursing in his office.
"Qiu Ziqiang, you are the director of the Tuanjie Commune. Have you personally found out what happened in the villages under your jurisdiction?" Mayor Ding was furious and wished he could kick Qiu Ziqiang twice.
It's really embarrassing. Qiu Ziqiang was his confidant, but what happened next?
Qiu Ziqiang was a little confused. He lowered his head and thought again and again. He had not done anything recently. Could it be that someone reported him for accepting bribes? But he only went there to eat and drink, and did not take a penny from his subordinates.
"Qiu Ziqiang, is your mouth stuck with paste?" Mayor Ding stood up and roared.
Qiu Ziqiang couldn't help but shrink his neck and resisted the urge to raise his hand to wipe his face.
"Mayor, I...the villages below have been busy harvesting wheat recently, and nothing big has happened." Qiu Ziqiang swallowed and explained.
Mayor Ding laughed angrily, "It's nothing serious. Have you been to Erhe Village?"
Qiu Ziqiang thought about it and found the name very familiar. "Mayor, I know. I went there to conduct research and inspection two months ago."
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