Things about village flowers

After lunch, the commune secretary wanted us to sit in his office for a while before leaving, but we didn't go. At this moment, we really felt like we were returning home. Ling Liping originally went back and forth to her hometown to rest, but ended up spending most of her precious time busy in the commune. , and it is still a voluntary donation, which can be said to be a pretense of giving to the public.

The secretary put us on the tractor, but he also climbed onto the tractor bucket. He said that he was going to the county for a meeting in the afternoon, and he happened to be sent to the commune bus station at the east end of the town to take a bus. When he asked him what time the bus was, he said It was half past two, but it was not yet half past one, and there was still more than an hour. This time was quite generous, but it was good, and I would definitely not miss the train.

Uncle Zhao was still driving the tractor, and the three of us stood side by side holding on to the horizontal iron pole in front of the tractor. I stood between the secretary and Ling Liping first, just to separate them. Ling Liping saw it and smiled knowingly at me. The tractor was so bumpy that no one could guarantee that the secretary would touch Ling Liping intentionally or unintentionally, or even"eat tofu" on a large scale.

Strangely, as soon as the tractor started to move, the motor made an unusually loud"chunk" sound, and the"temper" was hot, but the speed was not very fast. I thought to myself, it was probably because the secretary, a parent and a son who was rarely pulled by a tractor, seemed particularly excited. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh. Ling Liping nudged me and asked,"Why are you laughing?"

"Be happy!"I took the opportunity to grab Ling Liping's hand hard (I had hardly touched her since I came to the commune with Ling Liping yesterday, and suddenly I felt a little distant. No, I have to make up for it, so that I can feel at ease), and said,"Can I Sitting on a tractor with the secretary, I feel extremely honored and proud! Ling Liping used her other hand to hit my hand"hard" and whispered,"Be gentle, it hurts me.""Although the voice is low, the tone is quite hard, as if"gnashing teeth""

"Haha, when will the Quartet learn to flatter everyone!"The secretary sneered.

"Hey," I secretly grabbed Ling Liping's hand again (gently this time), and said with a smile,"I have learned it a long time ago, but I have never been able to find a chance to use it."

"Hahaha......"The secretary and Uncle Zhao laughed. I took the opportunity to grab Ling Liping's hand, but she dodged left and right to prevent me from catching her. It was like hide-and-seek. I couldn't be so stupid anymore. If I couldn't catch it with my hand, I would just catch the person. I took advantage of this opportunity. While the secretary was talking to Uncle Zhao, he grabbed Ling Liping's waist from behind. He didn't want the angle to be too low and grabbed her round buttocks. I was so frightened that before I could retract my hand, Ling Liping pinched her hard. One finger, I tried my best to hold back the pain and did not cry out, but Ling Liping blushed and turned her head and laughed.

Before I knew it, the commune bus station arrived. The secretary jumped out of the car. He felt much younger, like a stupid young man. I was thinking that Ling Liping had given him vitality and strength. Men always behave very excited in front of beautiful women.

Uncle Zhao, Ling Liping and I got off the car and accompanied the secretary to the waiting room of the station. In the waiting room, a pretty conductor saw the secretary arriving. He excitedly put his head into the ticket window, almost squeezing his head, with a smile on his face. Say hello to the secretary like a flower:

"Hee hee hee, the secretary is here, welcome! Come in and sit down, secretary, hehehe......"After saying that, he stood up and twisted his buttocks to open the door and let us sit in the ticket room.

"No, no more! I won't disturb your work anymore."The secretary waved his hand and did not go in.

"This is a major ticket sales area, no entry required!"Beside me, I deliberately read loudly to a sign hanging next to the door. There is only one chair in the ticket room. I have to stand when I go in. The space is so small and I feel so frustrated. I might as well stand outside.

""Oh," the conductor probably also thought that the ticket office was too shabby and might as well be open and bright outside, so he pointed to the only bench in the corner of the waiting room that was crowded with a few fellow villagers and said,"Then you can sit on the bench outside, I'll go there." Drive them away."As he said that, he was about to go over and ask the fellow villager to give up his seat.

""Hey, no, no," the secretary hurriedly stepped forward to stop the conductor and said,"We're not going to sit. The train will arrive in a moment. Just stand. You don't have to be polite. Go and do your business. Don't delay passengers buying tickets.""

"The secretary left for the county seat at 2:30 in the afternoon, right?"The conductor stopped and turned around and asked

"Yes, I often take this train."The secretary responded, and then looked at his watch. It was already past half past one.

"It will take a while. This train is a passing train and is often late. It is normal if it is ten or eight minutes late. Secretary, you'd better sit down for a while!"As the conductor said, he went over to chase the passengers again.

""Hey, don't go," the secretary grabbed the conductor's arm and said,"I really don't want to sit anymore. What's the point of standing for a while? I often stand for an hour or two to give reports, and I don't feel tired at all.""

"The secretary's standing skills have long been practiced, haha."I echoed. What I hate the most is how the conductor treats country people like this. Look at her, it seems she has been used to it for a long time.

Then, the conductor accompanied the secretary and us around the waiting room, and there were not many people waiting inside. Apart from the fellows sitting on the benches, there were also a few fellows sitting in the corners, but it looked like they had no luggage, so they didn’t look like they were taking the train. The conductor then wanted to make tea for the secretary, but the secretary refused. The conductor stood aside rubbing his hands with a look of regret on his face, for fear of neglecting the secretary.

The secretary looked at his watch again and saw that it was almost two o'clock, so he advised us to go back to the village quickly instead of accompanying him. It was a waste of time. Ling Liping It was not easy to go home. It had taken up too much of her precious time, and she was already very sorry.

We wanted to stay with the secretary for a while, but he had to drag her onto the tractor. Interestingly, when the secretary wanted to pull Ling Liping, At that moment, before the secretary could reach out to grab her, she quickly dodged away, ran to the tractor first, and took the initiative to climb onto the tractor. But she had learned from the secretary's hands that she would not let go if she grabbed them; maybe the secretary would take advantage of the opportunity. He helped her into the car, or even carried her into the car. The"tofu" was too much for him. He could do what he specified. It was natural and natural. No one could escape from the problem. The tractor was far away, and the secretary was still standing. He waved to us on the roadside at the station, but he was actually mainly waving to Ling Liping. He had never seen off Uncle Zhao and I like this.