Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 7 Where in life do we not meet ()

"Mom, do your legs still hurt? It is the rainy season in Jiang City during this time. You should pay attention to any big and tiring work. If you can find someone to do it, find someone to do it. If you can't find someone,

Just wait until I get home..."

"Well, I'm doing well here. My colleagues are all good. The air in the countryside is very fresh. When you and dad go on vacation in a few days, I'll pick you up and stay here for two days. I won't know if you can live with me, but you won't forget it once you live there.

Lose!"

"Mom, you can't blame Dad for transferring me here. He couldn't help it. I couldn't figure it out at first, but now I don't think so. I feel that I am more fulfilled in Xihezi Township than in college.

.Don’t worry, I’m already in my twenties, how can I not take care of myself..."

When he dialed the phone at home, Wang Zijun's expression was still in a state of confusion and trance. He could almost hear his rapid heartbeat, and there was a faint sadness hidden in the shadow of his heart. How many years have passed, once again

When I hear my mother's voice, every word is affectionate, every sentence is solemn, and the sound is unforgettable. The inseparable family affection can never be erased.

A good woman is a school. A good woman makes people move forward. Things are often like this: when a man is tired, confused, painful, and manic, a good woman is gentler, calmer, more patient, and more willing to sacrifice. She can warm him up.

It transforms a man, and at the same time, it makes up for the man's incompleteness and naivety. As a result, the man walks into the world more like a real man.

As a woman, the mother deservedly did this to her father. However, the two had an unprecedented dispute over the arrangements for their son. From the mother's words, Wang Zijun could still feel that she was dissatisfied with her son's molestation.

Even in this remote and remote place, I still feel aggrieved.

When he got through the phone at home just now, Wang Zijun suddenly discovered that there were traces of wind and frost in his mother's originally gentle and amiable voice, and he felt like he was being tightly grasped. Waves of throbbing pain came over him, and his throat felt like something was being pinched.

It feels like something is blocked! My mother is old! Why didn’t I have such a deep understanding in the past?

After hanging up the phone, "Mom!" Wang Zijun probably just shouted in his heart. He looked weak and pitiful. He subconsciously rubbed his eyes and found that they were filled with tears.

Standing up from the familiar yet unfamiliar chair, Wang Zijun realized that it was completely dark outside the office.

The Xihezi Township Government is quite large. There are fifty or sixty houses in the triple courtyard, which is enough for nearly a hundred township cadres to use as offices. In the township government compound, although many people do not take this secretary seriously, few people take it seriously.

As a secretary, he takes it seriously, but the remuneration as a party committee secretary is indispensable.

Wang Zijun lives in a suite, with his office outside and his temporary living room inside. Although the layout of the two houses is very simple, they are simple and generous, and they are quite comfortable to live in.

Feeling hungry, Wang Zijun picked up the key and walked out of his office. The Xihezi Township Government, like other townships at that time, had its own kitchen. Wang Zijun's meals these days were taken care of in the kitchen.

Thinking of the kitchen, Wang Zijun looked at the sky and frowned. The faces of the two cooks in the kitchen appeared in front of him. These two people were one named Li Santai, the brother-in-law of the township leader Zhao Liansheng; and the other named

Zhang Shun, I don’t know who is related to him.

When Wang Zijun first arrived, these two people respected him. However, as Wang Zijun was not familiar with the world, his prestige in the entire village began to decline. These two guys who talked about people and ghosts,

Regarding the secretary Wang Zijun, he also began to be overt and overt, and he was no longer as enthusiastic as before.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Zijun thought that if he went to the kitchen now, he could ask the one of the two who stayed behind to prepare some food for him. Just thinking about the strange expressions on their faces, Wang Zijun lost his appetite.

Just go to the street and find some food by yourself!

As the seat of the township government, Xihezi Township is also a big village. In recent years, it is like a fresh wind blowing in. The East and West Streets where the township government is located have begun to be lined with shops and merchants gather. Every month, every month

During the market, it is even more bustling and crowded, and it has become the distribution center for the flow of people, logistics and commodities in this township.

Several flashing neon lights decorate the entire east-west street, bringing vitality under the night and a touch of modernity to Xihezi Township.

There were still crowds of people during the day, but at this moment, it seemed as if a gust of wind had blown, and the pedestrians on the street suddenly became very few. Walking on the asphalt road with sparse pedestrians, Wang Zijun walked around and looked at each store.

The memory merged with Wang Zijun again. Looking at the environment where this animal existed more than twenty years ago, Wang Zijun felt as if he had walked into a picture.

According to past memories, Wang Zijun found a few places that were restaurants, but they were all closed. His stomach was growling with hunger, and he was thinking about finding a small shop to buy some biscuits and other things to fill his stomach.

, a stall under dim lights appeared in front of him.

The stall is not big. The stall owner is an old man in his sixties, with a shaved head and cleanly washed clothes. It seems that his wife is responsible for helping with the chores.

There are only two tables in the store. One table is already occupied and the other is empty. There is an iron tripod supported on the open space in front of the store, and a large pot is sitting on the stand. I don’t know what is in the steaming pot.

What was being cooked? A stream of hot steam was blown into Wang Zijun's nose by the wind. Just smelling the aroma made him drunk! It whetted the appetite of Wang Zijun who was already a little hungry.

"Uncle, what do you have to eat?" Wang Zijun asked as he sat down on a simple but clean stool.

"Mutton soup, braised noodles, handmade dumplings..." The owner of the food stall saw the business and immediately came out with a smile. While announcing the name of the meal, he wiped Wang Zijun's table over and over again with the rag in his hand.

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"Let's have a bowl of braised noodles first." Before the old man could say anything else, Wang Zijun waved his hand and said to the boss.

"Okay, just take a rest for a while and you'll be fine soon!" The old man agreed cheerfully and started working next to the big pot.

Prince Jun, who was idle and bored, sat on a stool and looked around. Just as he was looking around, he heard two dark-faced middle-aged men sitting on a table next to him speaking in a low voice.

"Brother, has your son come out?" A man looked around and asked his companions in a low voice, but his rough voice could not be concealed.

"I came out, and was fined 200 yuan, and finally stopped. My son was beaten, and in turn, I had to pay 200 yuan to others. Brother, what kind of world do you think this is!" The person sighed.

A middle-aged man in his forties, but his face has long been engraved with the traces of time.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him listened to his companion's complaints, put down the large porcelain bowl in his hand, and said comfortingly: "Brother, just be more open-minded, spend money to eliminate disasters, and those who lose money will be happy. Who will let him?"

He is the brother-in-law of Mayor Qin, so I am lucky to be able to free him with two hundred yuan!"

"I heard that a new secretary has arrived in the township. Do you think we can go to him to file a complaint against Li Santai?" The middle-aged man, who seemed a little unwilling, took out a cigarette stick wrapped in paper from somewhere and tried to test it.

asked.

"Look for him, let's find him! That secretary is just a college student who doesn't know anything. I heard that no one in the village listens to him. I heard from the head of my village that he is not as good as a Bao villager.

Cadres are useful. If the village cadres are at least familiar with each other in the village, then no one will pay attention to the new secretary!"

"Not even as good as a village cadre? No way, anyway, he is still sitting in the position of a secretary. A secretary can't be so useless, right?" The middle-aged man opened his mouth in surprise,

The yellowed teeth were looming under the dim light.

"Brother, you still don't believe it. I think it's better to save your worries and spend money to learn a lesson. If you really make a fuss, it won't end well when things get serious.

"The man who picked up the porcelain bowl again and finished pulling the last few strands of braised noodles said to his companion.

"Oh, that's all." When the middle-aged man said this, he felt a little sad and helpless.

The moment he heard the conversation between these two people, Wang Zijun felt that a cold wind had penetrated into the seams of his bones, piercing his bones. These two people completely awakened his memory of failure. However, just now

When he was about to strike up a conversation, the owner of the food stall came over with a large bowl of braised noodles.

There was a handful of fresh and juicy coriander on the stewed noodles. They were emerald green, which whetted Wang Zijun's appetite. He didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he scooped some out of the red bowl of mutton fat placed on the table.

With one chopstick, he started eating with big mouthfuls.

It smells so good. I don’t know if it’s because I’m hungry, or because the food that wasn’t contaminated by feed additives in those days tastes more pure. Wang Zijun picked up the bowl and was sweating after eating it.

"Boss, please have two bowls of dumplings, one bowl of elemental ones." A crisp voice suddenly sounded in Wang Zijun's ears. Wang Zijun subconsciously glanced back and saw two people sitting down opposite him.

Why does this voice sound familiar? Wang Zijun looked up and saw Yi Feng, the female teacher from Hongling Village whom he met today, sitting opposite him!

At this time, Yi Feng was wearing a dark red top with short sleeves and a waist, with long black hair. Her round and plump figure and slender legs looked charming and sexy.

When Wang Zijun looked at Yi Feng, Yi Feng also turned to look at Wang Zijun. Soon, her and his eyes met. Just like they had planned in advance, they became acquainted at the first touch! Neither of them avoided each other.

Meaning, he stared straight for a moment, and then Yi Feng realized that he had lost his composure, and in great embarrassment, he quickly looked away.