"Let me be the women's director. Are you sure I can do it well?"

Zhang Yunxi: "As long as you are wholeheartedly for the people, don't covet benefits that don't belong to you, don't take a single needle or thread from the people, don't perfunctorily perform the tasks assigned to you by the organization, and don't look down on the work of the women's director, you can give it a try!"

"But... me?"

Deng Damei wasn't sure.

She had never been a class leader, had no status at home, and had never taken care of other people's affairs. If she became the director of the women's team, would she have the ability to lead the women to move up and realize the saying "women hold up half the sky"? What if she couldn't do it well? How sorry would she be for the trust of the Zhaojia Brigade, the salary of the country, and the expectations of the sisters?

Deng Damei felt a little timid: "Forget it, stop making trouble. I'm going to go cook."

"Sorry, I just thought of it. I just said it casually. Don't put too much pressure on you." Zhang Yunxi felt guilty.

Damei is not a person who likes to show off. Although being the director of women's affairs is a good opportunity for her, she may not like it.

Human beings.

The one who lives a happy life is the winner.

She is a rather stubborn person at heart and has clear goals. Sometimes she cannot stand seeing her friends getting bogged down in trivial matters.

Just now, she was so assertive that she even arranged a career for Damei.

It must be changed in the future!

Deng Damei shook her head: "It has nothing to do with you."

She is cowardly.

She went to get the cornmeal, rolled it into pancakes and started baking them.

Comrade He Xiaoxiao, who was willing to donate her bicycle, was eager for Deng Damei to be the director of the Women's Department. Seeing that she was unwilling, there was a sense of loss in her eyes during the meal.

We had cornmeal pancakes for dinner, two per person.

The difference between eating and not eating is that you won’t feel starving to death after eating it.

Zhang Yunxi bit into the tasteless cornmeal cake, which was like chewing wax, and asked in a depressed tone, "When will our brigade slaughter the pigs?"

"It's probably around the Chinese New Year." Deng Damei bit into a cornmeal pancake, her thoughts already drifting away.

Bicycle, radio.

What an unattainable thing.

In the end, they were all willing to give it to her.

Just to support her career.

Even though she said she didn't want to go, she still felt sad in her heart.

Director of Women...

Can she, such a bad person, really give it a try? From childhood to adulthood, no one has supported her in striving for anything, but Xiaoxiao and Yunxi are both very smart people, and they both support her.

Is it good for a girl to be ambitious? Will she be unpopular? She is an educated youth, is it bad to be too ostentatious? Deng Damei's mind became more and more confused.

She tossed and turned in sleep at night. Sometimes she thought that it was okay for her to try something new while she was still young. Sometimes she was afraid that someone would laugh at her and humiliate herself.

Zhang Yunxi prayed with his eyes open: Damei, please fall asleep soon.

Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep quickly.

She is going to work.

It was not known whether God heard her prayers or Deng Damei's biological clock had ticked, but when Deng Damei fell into a deep sleep, Zhang Yunxi quietly lifted the quilt, took the clothes that had been prepared long ago, tiptoed to open the door, and then closed the door with a very low voice as if doing a volume test.

Then he ran to the back mountain.

At the foot of the mountain stood someone familiar to her as always.

When Zhao Rencheng saw her running towards him, he stretched out his hands involuntarily, fearing that she would fall.

But Comrade Zhang Yunxi's braking skills were still very good, and he stopped not far from him: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. As compensation, I'll give you a piece of clothing."

Zhao Rencheng opened his mouth, his mind was blank.

"What? You don't want it?" Zhang Yunxi handed the clothes over again.

"want."

The word "want" came entirely from Zhao Rencheng's instinct.

Zhao Rencheng was still dazed as he held the clothes in his arms.

Zhang Yunxi looked at him and laughed.

The corners of Zhao Rencheng's mouth also rose up with her, and his black eyes were surprisingly bright: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Let's go." Zhang Yunxi took the lead and walked up the mountain.

The autumn wind was chilly, and Zhao Rencheng's body was getting hotter and hotter, and his face was burning hot. Fortunately, he was climbing up the mountain now, and his skin was dark, so it couldn't be seen.

She made clothes for him! From childhood to adulthood, only his second aunt had made clothes for him, other than that, he made clothes for himself.

Does she...like him a little bit?

Zhao Rencheng tried his best to ask in a calm tone: "Why did you think of sending me clothes?"

The voice was too deliberately calm, and it sounded a little distorted. When it fell into Zhang Yunxi's ears, for some reason, the tip of her ear felt numb, and her heart was a little flustered. She didn't say anything flirtatious, but instead thought of an excuse in a hurry: "You made such a nice scrap of cloth for me, so I have to show my appreciation."

Zhao Rencheng's smile disappeared in a second, the light in his eyes dimmed, his body temperature returned to normal at an unimaginable rate, and his tone was filled with disappointment that could not be hidden: "Oh."

Zhang Yunxi, who was concentrating on listening to her, naturally heard the meaning contained in his tone. He turned his eyes slightly and asked, "What else do you think it is?"

“I…I…”

Zhao Rencheng began to stutter.

What he longed for was something he could not express in words.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Is it that difficult to answer?" Zhang Yunxi stopped, turned around, looked up at him and looked into his eyes.

Zhao Rencheng panicked.

I subconsciously turned off the flashlight.

In an instant, the surroundings fell into darkness, and even the moon hid itself wisely. Zhao Rencheng's Adam's apple rolled and his heart was beating like a drum. Only he knew how nervous he was at the moment.

Zhang Yunxi was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The flashlight is broken."

"What should we do then?"

"I can see and I know the way. Wait till I pick up a branch and I'll lead you."

"Can you find it?"

Zhao Rencheng swallowed the “Yes!” that was about to rise in his throat and replied, “I don’t know.”

"Don't fall, let me hold your sleeve." Zhang Yunxi suggested.

Zhao Rencheng felt guilty and excited.

Isn't he a little too scheming? He schemed against a little girl and took advantage of her too much.

"No need, men and women should not touch each other. I can see at night, I'd better pick up a stick and take you with me."

Zhang Yunxi: “…”

I don't mind.

"Okay, then be careful."

"Um."

Zhao Rencheng was afraid of being exposed for his lie, so he fumbled for a while before picking up a shorter wooden stick. This was not out of selfishness. It would be bad if Zhang Yunxi was too far away from him and he didn't notice her and she fell.

The short and thin wooden stick suddenly shortened the distance between the two people.

Zhang Yunxi held the wooden stick with a heavy heart.

You can tell, I don't like her.

Oh.

We still have to keep working hard.

Zhang Yunxi had an idea and moved the hand holding the stick closer to his hand.

Zhao Rencheng has night vision and sensitive senses. In addition, all his attention is on Zhang Yunxi, so he can naturally notice Zhang Yunxi's little movements. The hand holding the wooden stick is soaked with sweat.

The moment their hands lightly touched, Zhao Rencheng felt as if an electric current ran through half of his body.

Zhang Yunxi quickly distanced himself.

Feeling secretly resentful.

How come she doesn't have night vision.

This was too close, not the ambiguous atmosphere she wanted! "Sorry, I was a little scared just now."

Zhao Rencheng: "It's okay. I have trained my night vision. I'm just taking you on a mountain trail. I won't let you fall." (End of this chapter)