Lin Zhiqing said to Song Zhiqing, "From now on, Song Zhiqing, you must follow the Vice President closely. You don't have to worry about anything else."
Wenwen…
Does this mean that she will have a personal bodyguard in the future?
The bodyguards sent from above said, "From now on, we will be scattered around the vice president. We generally won't appear in public."
Are those secret guards? Are you guys on TV? How do you eat, drink, defecate, and urinate?
Wenwen doesn't bother to care about them anymore, let them do whatever they want.
She was starving and wanted to go home to her mother.
Song Zhiqing followed like a little tail. Wenwen felt like she had lost her freedom. She also found that these soldiers were very stubborn and could not be reasoned with. When they did speak, they just said one thing: carry out the mission.
She had just walked to the gate of the yard when a golden rag grabbed her face, and her vision went dark and was blocked.
She took off the rag from Cancan and said, "Brother Monkey, why are you so enthusiastic? Do you want me to lose my front teeth?"
Cancan pulled her ear with her hand: "You go out to play without me again, you don't keep your word." The little monkey screamed in anger.
Wenwen pulled away the hand that was pulling her so hard it hurt: "The villain is complaining first, right? I want to take you to fight, but how can I find you?"
Cancan's cry was choked, it seemed like Oh! It saw a beautiful little monkey on the mountain yesterday and went to find it today.
Soon it adjusted itself and continued to howl: "You could have told me in advance that you did it on purpose." It acted just like a naughty kid in the village.
Wenwen squinted at it. Did she learn this from the naughty kids in the village? She hated those kinds of naughty kids the most.
Monkey's voice became lower and lower as he was being stared at: The tigress is becoming more and more aggressive, and he wants to go find his mother.
He ran into the kitchen to find his mother.
When Chen Yuelian heard that they hadn't eaten lunch, she felt so distressed that she quickly went to make noodles: "And what about Xingyu and the others? They haven't eaten yet, right?"
"No, they're not eating. They should be going to put the books away and coming back soon."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Gu Xingyu and Su Anqiao walking into the yard.
Several people drank up all the noodle soup with satisfaction. The little monkey lay on his back on the table, showing off his round belly.
Wenwen poked its belly and asked Chen Yuelian, "Mom, why didn't Grandpa Shi see it?"
"A few old men took the two kids to the mountains." Chen Yuelian was busy with the work in her hands and didn't even raise her head.
Song Zhiqing recalled the moment when the Shi family's grandfather and grandson were rescued: "I didn't expect Grandpa Shi to say a word about his family's experience."
"He's afraid of implicating innocent people, like the nephew of the scrap yard owner," Wenwen said.
"Are you going to ask him? What if he still doesn't want to tell me?"
"We basically know everything else, except how he got injured."
Song Zhiqing nodded. "It's better to ask clearly. Do you think that Qian will come to Lijiawan?"
"He will come. If he doesn't bow his head, the county magistrate will be unhappy."
"Should Grandpa Shi meet him?" Song Zhiqing leaned over and asked in a low voice.
Wenwen glanced at her and said, "Why can't you let me see you? It's not the Shi family who did anything wrong."
"That won't be very exciting then." Song Zhiqing looked like he was enjoying the fun.
. . . . . .
Li Jianguo looked at Lin Zhiqing in surprise: "Is the County Magistrate's Assistant here?"
Lin Zhiqing nodded and said, "We're almost at the village entrance. He stopped at the pharmaceutical factory. The deputy director didn't go to work today, so the county magistrate's assistant came to the village."
Li Jianguo asked as he walked, "Does the Vice President know?"
This assistant county magistrate has a special identity. It is said that the current county magistrate is about to retire, and this Assistant Jia is the candidate for the next county magistrate. Now he just lacks the appointment letter.
"Someone has been sent to notify them."
When Li Jianguo arrived at the village entrance, Wenwen had already exchanged polite greetings with Assistant Jia and his group.
"Assistant Jia, it's really an honor for us to have you come to Lijiawan!" Li Jianguo shook the county magistrate's hands with both hands.
Wenwen's mouth twitched when she heard this. It is truly an eternal word.
Assistant Jia introduced Director Qian’s son-in-law, who was following behind him, to the village chief: “This is Director Qian’s son-in-law from the Pigeon Club, Wei Han.”
Li Jianguo's eyes darkened after hearing this: "I've heard a lot about Director Qian's reputation. It's such a pity that Director Qian didn't come with us today."
Song Zhiqing heard the mocking tone in Li Jianguo's words and almost laughed out loud. She pursed her lips tightly and stood solemnly.
Wenwen saw Miss Qian following behind and saw that she looked reluctant. She thought that Director Qian must have forced her to apologize, but she didn't expect that Director Qian didn't come.
Of course, the first thing the county assistant does when he goes to the grassroots level is to see how the crops are growing in the fields.
Although Assistant Jia had heard that the cassava in Lijiawan grew very well and the yields in other villages were pitifully low, Lijiawan was able to grow high-yield cassava.
When Assistant Jia saw the neatly arranged medicinal fields, the lush green sweet potatoes growing on the corn fields, and the wheat fields, he was shocked. If his area of jurisdiction was like this, what a prosperous scene it would be.
Standing on the ridge of a field, he looked out over the lush, verdant herbs in the fields, a sea of green. Each herb was strong and healthy, its leaves full and vibrant. He knew these herbs were the fruits of the farmers' hard work and their hope for life.
Sweet potato vines intertwined across the cornfield, forming a green carpet. The sweet potato leaves swayed gently in the breeze, as if demonstrating their vitality. The county magistrate crouched down and carefully observed the sweet potatoes' growth. He saw that their roots had begun to swell, indicating a good harvest this year.
The wheat in the fields had already reached ears, hanging heavy. A gentle breeze rustled the wheat, rolling the waves. The assistant county magistrate closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and savored the aroma of the wheat.
Assistant Jia stood up, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that these things only came about after Vice President Wen came, so it was no wonder that the higher-ups valued her so much.
Even Wei Han, standing behind him, was astonished by the crops before him. Could crops be grown like this? This was his first time seeing this, and he couldn't help but look at the incredibly young deputy director. She spoke to the county magistrate with unassuming composure, her professional knowledge flowing effortlessly.
Wei Han's eyes were deep. This vice president was indeed not simple.
The group also went to the mountains to see how the cassava was growing.
Assistant Jia looked at the cassava plants growing lushly and the cassava plants that had just been dug out. Although it was not yet the harvest season, the cassava plants here were bigger than those dug out during the harvest season in other villages.
The place for entertaining distinguished guests is still the Wen family courtyard.
Wenwen led everyone into the yard. The room where the children used to have classes was now empty and used as a reception room. Wenwen also placed a set of mahogany chairs found at a scrap yard in the room, and a set of elegant blue and white porcelain tea sets on the coffee table, which looked quite authentic.
Since there are distinguished guests coming, several old men in the family are at home.
When Wei Han and Miss Qian saw the grandfather and grandson of the Shi family, their faces changed drastically and they looked at them in disbelief.
Miss Qian pointed at the two of them and yelled, "There's a ghost!"
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