C54 (1/2)
The village was a two-story house.
The building had been built in the sixties and seventies, and was now very, very old. The mottled paint on the walls still held: Wishing the great leader a long life... The big words were blurry.
The courtyard in the village was not small. The two of them walked out of the gate.
Xia Bing walked forward and swung her ponytail. Waves of fragrance drifted into Chen Xiaosi's nostrils.
Xia Bing had a body scent, or maybe she was too beautiful, her figure was too good, and every move she made had a fragrance lingering around them.
Chen Xiaosi was completely straight. He was already 1.7 meters tall, and this was the first time he felt a little inferior in front of a girl. Xia Bing seemed to be taller than him.
Outside the iron gate of the village was a dark green field filled with green beans.
Xia Bing walked in the forest, stepping on the green grass, shaking off her ponytail and turning her head with a bright smile: ”Little Four … I can call you that. ”
”Ah …” ”Yes.”
”En, you don't have to be nervous. I don't eat people, hehe …”
”En, I'm not nervous, Mayor Xia, just say whatever you want to say.” Chen Xiaosi coughed, but her heartbeat was still speeding up.
”Xiao Si, you are now a little capable in Apricot Flower Village. I wonder what plans you have for the village construction after becoming a deputy village chief?” Xia Bing walked slowly with her long legs. The image of a natural female university student in the magazine was also what she was.
Oh, I think, us rural people, oh, no, we rural people need to be confident first, rural people are sometimes not confident, walking in the city, they feel that they are shorter than the people in the city, they always like to walk with our waists bent, I think this is not good, this is a sign of lack of confidence, the people in the city also always call out to the old farmers with a look of contempt, the more it is like that, the more we have to work hard and let them see.
”Cluck, cluck, cluck …” Xia Bing's slender and long hand stroke the willow branches in front of her, and a piece of willow leaf fell into her slender hands.
Her hands were extremely long and slender, her fingers were also extremely long and slender. Furthermore, her hands were as white as milk. It was as white as snow, as fat, as a dream as described in the book.
As Chen Xiaosi walked together with his, he also felt like he was sleepwalking.
”Little Four, no one looks down on rural people.” Xia Bing lowered her head and walked, playing with the willow leaf in her hand: ”But what you said just now, that rural people need to be confident, are you that confident? ”Actually, my grandfather was also from the countryside. Later on, my father went to college and returned to work in the city, but the countryside is the root of every Chinese citizen. Right, I heard you wanted to build a soy sauce factory?”
”Ugh …” Moreover, Mao Dong is uninteresting, so all the villagers started gambling mahjong. If during the winter, everyone could also have a job, and at the same time increase their income, they would also be able to detoxify, wouldn't that be great? ”
”Mm, not bad.” Xia Bing plucked a precocious dandelion and blew it;
”Xiao Si, your soy sauce factory is ready. It can deal with the villagers and increase the village's per capita income. It is a contribution to the village. ”When I came here, I also thought that we should develop our township enterprises. This way, we can lead the farmers in the region to become rich, and we can't always give out alms, poor families, and so on. It would be better to give them fish than fish.”
”Yes, yes.” Chen Xiaosi nodded.
”Xiao Si, I heard you want to make a harvester? Realizing the integration of seed shoveling and harvesting? ”
”Ugh …” I just drew it. I haven't even had the time to make it yet. ” Chen Xiaosi coughed once, thinking that this Branch Secretary Guo had already said everything.
”Cluck, cluck, cluck …” Why don't you let me take a look at the blueprints? ”Can you?” Xia Bing said as she shook her ponytail.
”Rows... ”Alright.” Chen Xiaosi agreed.
”Oh right, Little Four, I have something I need to trouble you with. I heard that you …” ”He's pretty good at drinking?”
”Phew …” ”I …” Chen Xiaosi scratched his head, he wanted to say that his alcohol tolerance was average, but he still nodded his head: ”Not bad.”