Chapter 59 Do You Dare to Respond?
An Zhixia received the appointment notice, so she went to the village to explain that there was a vacancy in the canteen, and everyone was secretly competing fiercely. In the end, Liu Yiyue was successfully replaced because she was pregnant and weak, but it was a pity that the canteen had been open for half a month, and it would be disbanded after the busy farming season was over.
An Zhixia started making her own clothes these two days. The weather in March is getting warmer day by day, and young people are full of energy. More importantly, she has a warm suit made of cashmere, so she can take off her bulky winter clothes early and put on brightly colored cashmere suits. She only needs to make two coats and pants.
Popular elements always come and go, but the retro elements that are highly praised by later generations always occupy a place in the fashion world, and have the potential to be immortal. She chose coffee-colored corduroy, a classic waist-hugging suit, black straight pants with a full sense of drape, and a black cashmere sweater with a lotus leaf collar. She looks energetic, beautiful and fashionable.
The other set was a burgundy mid-length lace-up trench coat and black skinny pants. She was tall and slender, and the coat made her waist look very slim. With her fluffy braids and black square-toed shoes, she looked like a queen, and she couldn't help but take a cat walk on the small stone road.
An Zhiqiu kept saying it was great and clapped his hands so loudly that Nie Yichang, who was sitting next door, couldn't help but stand on a stool and hang on the wall to look in.
Seeing the brand new An Zhixia, he was amazed. In his memory, the little girl was wearing a shabby and thin cotton coat, with red chilblains on her face, messy and dry hair, and no flesh on her body, but a pair of big and watery eyes. It has only been a short time, and the ugly duckling has become a white swan!
He couldn't control his mouth and whistled, like a second-rate person with nothing to do on the street, "Are you the beautiful snake in Mr. Lu's article?"
An Zhixia sneered: "Then if I call you, will you dare to answer?"
"Why not?" He propped up his arms and said with a smile, "My sister is so beautiful. She gave me a special understanding of the beauty in the eyes of intellectuals. Yan Ruyu in the book looks like this, right? There is also a saying, this girl should only exist in heaven, how can we ever hear of her in the world?"
"Er Gouzi!"
"Hey!" Nie Yichang responded straightforwardly, feeling very proud, but he felt something was wrong as soon as the words came out of his mouth. He said helplessly: "Little girl, how long will you hold a grudge?"
"I'll remember it as long as I live," she hummed. If someone dared to say she was ugly, how could he not remember it for the rest of his life? "Some injuries are irreversible."
"Well, let's continue to make amends," Nie Yichang said helplessly. Before he could say anything else, a round stone hit him in the face. He dodged, but his foot didn't stand firmly on the stool, and he fell to the ground with a cry. These two brothers and sisters are so cruel.
"No one will notice your ribs even if you wear big shorts, but I have a little girl at home, and I have to be careful about my reputation." An Zhiqiu patted the dirt off his hands and said, "The things you lost before have been found, and you have also received several hundred yuan in compensation. My brother and I will not treat you to dinner. I think Fei Zhiqing's cooking skills are good, you can eat together."
Nie Yichang rubbed his waist and stood up, chuckling, "They say that if you want to capture a man's heart, you have to capture his stomach. You're already taking care of me after I've only eaten my meal once?"
An Zhiqiu couldn't help but throw another stone at the next door, "You'll suffer for your mouth sooner or later. A girl's reputation is not a joke! My sister and I have to go back to the city in the future, and we have no plans in this regard at all."
"You can go back to the city whenever you want? You are so arrogant," Nie Yichang muttered. For example, he and Hang Xianglei, their families are well-off, but in order to avoid the turmoil in the city, aren't they still living in this mountain valley?
This is true for Shanghai and Kyoto. It is easy to get out, but it is difficult to transfer back, especially since they have no roots, how can they be so confident that they can go back?
Haven’t you seen that many educated youth gave up struggling, got married, had children and settled down in the countryside?
"We will go back!" An Zhiqiu looked unusually solemn and serious.
An Zhixia was a little dazed, then came back to her senses, smiled and nodded in agreement: "Yes, brother, you said within five years."
An Zhiqiu rubbed his sister's hair, with a complex emotion in his smiling eyes, "Well, we have just been here for a month, and you have become the secretary of the commune. Our lives will become more and more prosperous in the future."
The commune was ten miles away from Hetang Village, all on bumpy dirt roads. It took An Zhixia half an hour to get there by bike. Wuqi Commune had thirty-six brigades, divided according to villages. However, the villages were surrounded by mountains and rivers and were far apart. Due to inconvenient transportation, information was particularly lagging behind. People generally had low levels of education, and their lifestyles had remained the same for decades.
Poverty, backwardness, ignorance, the most typical of all!
But the Xia people were very concerned about their reputation. Even if the conditions did not allow it, they would try their best to create conditions and turn the commune office into a beautiful two-story tube house with red walls and tiled roofs.
An Zhixia smiled and greeted the security guard, then took out a bag of salt and pepper peanuts, six pieces of White Rabbit candies, and a pack of Qianmen cigarettes worth more than 30 cents from the basket that her brother had prepared. "Hello, uncle. I'm the new An Zhixia. You can just call me Xiao An. I'll have to trouble you in the future."
The security guard nodded cheerfully, took the item without even looking at it, and said, "My last name is Yang, and I'm the third child in my family. Others call me Uncle Yang. Young comrade, work hard. Our new president is a man who gets things done. You will definitely be promoted if you follow him."
An Zhixia responded with an unchanged smile, but a hint of interest flashed in her slightly lowered eyes.
A small commune guard, his clothes were almost new, but there was no patch on them, and they were so exquisite that there were not even a few creases. He spoke Mandarin, the dialect most loved by cadres. There was no trace of being trapped or tired by life on his face, only the open-mindedness and straightforwardness of seeing through life. Look at his neatly trimmed nails, meticulous hair, and smooth chin...
All signs indicate that he is not a simple doorman and must have a hidden vest. No wonder Fang Yuan specifically asked the brother and sister to prepare generous gifts that are not out of the ordinary.
After saying hello, she went to the commune's personnel department.
"Comrade Xiao An, right? Please come in," a skinny dark man wearing thick-framed glasses saw her, hurriedly stood up from his seat and greeted her enthusiastically.
On the other hand, another woman in the same office sneered, hugged her chest, and said with disdain, "She's just a temporary worker who's barely good-looking. Is she worth your efforts to serve her?"
"You," the man's face flushed a little, and he fell back awkwardly without standing up straight, and coughed lightly: "Comrade Xiao An, come and sit down, let's talk about your future work."
An Zhixia took out her hand that had been put into her bag. Alas, when you are beautiful, troubles will always come to you. It is such a sweet and helpless trouble.
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