When the middle-aged secretary in a Zhongshan suit got out of the car, the young cadres who had been waiting for a long time greeted him with fear and trepidation.

"Secretary Qin, welcome, welcome!" Su Changjiang, the village party secretary, was the first to extend his hand.

After shaking hands one by one, everyone suppressed their pounding hearts and accompanied Secretary Qin to the small meeting hall.

Wang Meili, who was writing "When the sun is at its highest point in the sky, I am hoeing the field, and my sweat is dripping down to the soil..." on a simple blackboard, heard footsteps coming towards her and her hands started shaking with nervousness.

My heart, beating so fast, jumped up to my throat.

The group of uncles, aunts, grandpas, grandmas, young girls, young wives and old men below are not much better.

If there hadn't been stools supporting their buttocks, everyone would have collapsed to the ground with cramps in their calves.

Seeing that everyone was obviously a little nervous, Secretary Qin took a quick look and turned to leave the small meeting hall.

"I heard that the writer who writes a column for Beijing Magazine is from your Panshi Village?" Secretary Qin smiled throughout the whole process.

It gives people a stable and easy-going feeling.

"Yes, yes! She is from our tenth production team. Zhihuan always ranks first in school every year. Her handwriting is also very good. There is no teacher who does not praise her." Wang Tiezhu smiled and nodded quickly.

"Would it be convenient for you to take me to see her?" Secretary Qin said in a friendly tone.

"It's convenient. Zhihuan's house is not far from here." Wang Tiezhu pointed in the direction of the west end of the village.

The driver, Xiao Chen, had already taken out the car keys and was about to start the car, but Secretary Qin waved his hand.

If the leader doesn't take the car, the people below naturally have to accompany him.

A group of people walked towards the west end of the village.

As we walked around and looked around, Su Changjiang and Wang Tiezhu answered every question we had with enthusiasm and respect.

"Zhihuan, I know you are at home. Please open the door first. If you are dissatisfied with something, please open the door and we can talk it out face to face, okay?"

"Zhi Huan..."

The neighbors were far away, so Qin Bin was not worried about being heard, so he just let out his voice.

"Zhihuan, can you open the door?"

"Zhihuan, I really know I was wrong. I will never yell at you again. Can you please forgive me this time..."

"Zhihuan, I bought some shanks and I'm going to make some bone soup for you, okay? Open the door..."

Secretary Qin frowned, staring blankly at the familiar figure ten meters away, with an indescribable expression on his face.

The little bully of the Qin family actually squatted at someone's door like a stray dog ​​and begged for forgiveness.

Such a pitiful and humble look.

It really makes people...

I feel good!

This little beast has come to this day.

If his grandfather saw this, he would be scared if he held it on his head, or worried that his precious baby would melt and squat in front of someone's door like a stray dog. I guess his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys would all be in pain.

"This..." Wang Tiezhu's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

This son of a bitch.

Deliberately trying to make him unhappy.

The accompanying cadres of all ranks also looked depressed.

If this leaves a bad impression on Secretary Qin, he might think that the relationship between men and women in Panshi Village is chaotic...

Just when everyone was feeling uneasy.

Secretary Qin walked towards the gate of the Shen family quietly.

Hearing the footsteps of the person behind him, he raised his hand to signal everyone not to follow.

"Zhihuan, can you open the door first?"

"Zhihuan, you..." Qin Bin turned around when he heard footsteps behind him.

Eyes met.

Qin Bin noticed the mockery in his father's eyes, he was embarrassed for a moment and stood up.

"Dad!" Qin Bin frowned.

father……

Many people know that Secretary Qin has an only son, and Mr. Qin dotes on him like crazy.

If anyone dares to say anything bad about his beloved grandson, he will beat you so hard that your parents won't recognize you anymore.

I have heard a lot about this little bully of the Qin family, but I have never seen this famous little bully of the Qin family.

Unexpectedly...

The third daughter of the Shen family...

It is hard to imagine that a peasant and Secretary Qin's only son...

This is like the clouds in the sky and the mud on the ground.

How can this be pulled together???

key……

Judging from the words of the Qin family's little bully, he is obviously the one being controlled.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Why are you here?"

Qin Bin would not be so self-indulgent as to think that his father was following him. His father was not that idle.

Shen Zhihuan, who was extremely annoyed, put on some clothes casually, and came out with a messy head, "Qin Bin, are you annoying me? If you dare to disturb my sleep again, I will sue you for harassment and let you..."

The moment the door opened, Shen Zhihuan's hand that was pulling the door paused and he swallowed back the violent words he was about to say.

"Zhihuan, this is my father!" Qin Bin introduced with a little embarrassment.

"Hello, uncle!" Shen Zhihuan greeted out of habit.

"Dad, her name is Shen Zhihuan, your future daughter-in-law." Seeing that Shen Zhihuan did not show any disgust, Qin Bin said immediately.

"Qin Bin, stop talking nonsense and slandering others' innocence. I don't have that kind of thought towards you. Before, we were just ordinary friends at best. Now, we are not even ordinary friends. I have decided to break up with you." Shen Zhihuan frowned.

"Zhihuan, it was wrong of me to lose my temper with you. I will control myself in the future. Please don't be angry, okay?" Qin Bin's eyes were dark.

After sitting on the train for such a long time and having no rest for two nights in a row, it was only because Qin Bin had a good foundation that he collapsed long ago if it were a weaker person.

"Qin Bin, I'm not angry, I just simply feel that we are not suitable." Shen Zhihuan sighed.

She really didn't know what she had done to make him misunderstand her like this.

"Are you still unable to forget Su Zijie?!" Qin Bin asked the question that had been bothering him for two nights.

In fact, he regretted it as soon as he asked the question.

He didn't want to hear the answer that made him irritated from her.

"Qin Bin, there are more than just you and Su Zijie men in this world." Shen Zhihuan laughed.

There is no possibility of being with him, but I just can't forget my ex? What kind of crazy logic is this? ! "Who do you like?" Qin Bin's vigilance suddenly rose.

"Is it okay for me to like myself?" Shen Zhihuan held his forehead with his hand.

She shouldn't have talked to this fool.

"Qin Bin, go back! With your conditions, you can find any girl you want. Can you please stop fighting with a sickly guy like me?" Shen Zhihuan sighed.

She really doesn't want to find any man! Secretary Qin still smiled.

It was as if the one being rejected was not his only son, but he was just a spectator.

Shen Zhihuan looked at Qin Haisheng, "Uncle, please persuade him!"

After saying that, Shen Zhihuan closed the gate with a snap.

Looking at the courtyard gate closing again, Qin Bin hung his head and squatted down again.

He totally ignored the fact that his father Qin Haisheng was still standing here.

No matter whether he is embarrassed or awkward.

"Look at how useless you are!" Qin Haisheng shook his head and sighed.

I didn’t expect that!

Their Qin family can produce such a romantic person.

"Don't bother me, just do what you need to do." Qin Bin glanced at his buzz cut irritably.

(End of this chapter)