Seeing Nie Xinghua's desperate look, Zhang Junping couldn't help but laugh.
He also tried his best to get a bite of fresh vegetables for himself.
Of course, as he said, this is a good thing.
Nie Xinghua made political achievements, farmers increased their incomes, and urban people got fresh vegetables.
After leaving Nie Xinghua's office and returning home, it was already past four o'clock. Zhang's father and Zhang's mother had already gone to the restaurant.
Zhang Junping's good sister-in-law said hello, took the tiger skin mattress that her parents refused to take, and came to the hotel.
After chatting with his parents for a while, Zhang Junping left and returned to the city under Zhang's mother's reluctant eyes.
It made Zhang Junping feel quite guilty, as if he had done something treacherous.
It wasn't until Zhang Junping promised that he would take Qiu Wenyan to see them tomorrow and Sunday that Zhang's mother turned from sadness to happiness.
After pedaling hard all the way, he finally arrived at the Light Industry Bureau before Qiu Wenyan got off work.
Today, the annoying guy didn't show up, which made Zhang Junping a little disappointed.
This fighting ability is too low, and he plans to communicate again.
On the way, he made a special study of the human body structure in his mind, studying which part would only hurt but not be injured if hit.
I still want to find that buddy to practice.
As a result, he didn't come.
However, Zhang Junping still didn't intend to let him go. After he finished what he was doing, he would go to the school to talk to his leader.
How can such a thing be taught in school? What should I do if the child is taught bad things?
Qiu Wenyan pushed the car out. When she saw Zhang Junping, she stepped back, put the car down, and then walked out.
With envious and jealous eyes, he got into Zhang Junping's car and left the Light Industry Bureau.
"What did you say hanging on the handlebar?" Qiu Wenyan put her arms around Zhang Junping's waist and asked curiously.
There was a package hanging on each side of Zhang Junping's handlebar.
"Do you think we look like a young couple returning to our parents' home?" Zhang Junping joked.
"Bah! You're just talking nonsense!" Qiu Wenyan hugged Zhang Junping's hand and grabbed a handful under Zhang Junping's belly.
Just now, Qiu Wenyan's hands were cold, so she inserted her hands into Zhang Junping's clothes. Zhang Junping was shocked by this grab.
The handlebar shook wildly for a while, but it seemed like there was no accident.
"Sister-in-law, where are you going to catch me?" Zhang Junping was so frightened that he quickly stopped the car.
Qiu Wenyan was also startled, and realized that she seemed to have grabbed the wrong place just now, but women always like to be harsh, so she blushed and said: "You deserve it, who told you to talk nonsense."
"If you catch him badly, you will be the one who suffers from it in the future."
"Hmph!" Qiu Wenyan snorted disdainfully.
"Don't hum. Once you get married, you will know that this thing is equal to a woman's excitement." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"If you keep talking, I'll pull it off for you. The worst case scenario is that it won't be used anymore." Qiu Wenyan bared her teeth and threatened.
After all, he didn't move at all, he just hugged Zhang Junping's waist.
Zhang Junping also knew that going too far is not equal, so he did not continue to tease Qiu Wenyan.
"Where are we going?" Qiu Wenyan asked curiously when she saw that Zhang Junping was not walking back to the district committee compound.
"Tonight we go to thank the matchmaker. I want to thank my sister-in-law for introducing me to a beautiful woman as my wife. The gift hanging on the handlebar is the matchmaker thank you gift."
"You have such a mouth that you can't speak a few words without being serious!" Qiu Wenyan blushed with embarrassment and gently pinched Zhang Junping's belly.
I didn't dare to grab it any further.
"Who made you so beautiful? I can't wait to hold you twenty-four hours a day without letting go." Zhang Junping chuckled.
"Virtue!" Qiu Wenyan rolled her eyes at Zhang Junping, very charming.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see it.
"What is it?" After a while, Qiu Wenyan couldn't bear her curiosity and asked.
"It's the same as the one given to our father, it's a tiger skin mattress.
Originally it was for our parents, but they didn't want it and asked me to give it to the monitor and sister-in-law." Zhang Junping stopped teasing Qiu Wenyan and explained truthfully.
"And the tiger skin mattress? How many tigers have you killed?"
"I just shot a tiger.
The rest was collected from an old hunter.
I found someone to make three tiger skin mattresses.
I left the biggest one for us.
In a few days, I will find some good wood and build a canopy bed with my own hands to make our wedding bed, which will then be covered with a tiger skin mattress." Zhang Junping thought happily.
"Do you still work as a carpenter?"
"That's right, I know a lot of things! Otherwise, how could I dare to be your husband?" Zhang Junping said with a sly smile.
"Let's see what you can do. I'll listen to what you know."
"Listen carefully, all of them are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and classics and history.
Others, such as jade carving, bamboo carving, wood carving, building houses and making furniture, I can do them all."
"Just brag! Fortunately, we are on the street, otherwise the roof would be blown off by you." Qiu Wenyan obviously didn't believe it, thinking that Zhang Junping was just bragging to make herself happy.
"Haha, you will be your husband from now on and I will never brag!" Zhang Junping smiled and made no further excuses.
He is a treasure man, so he should leave it to his wife to discover slowly.
Talking and laughing along the way to Xu Shaomin's house.
The person who opened the door was Xu Shaomin. When he saw Zhang Junping, he smiled and cursed: "You brat, are you willing to come back?"
After he finished scolding, he saw Qiu Wenyan standing next to him. He felt a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Brothers and sisters are here, come in quickly."
He let the two people into the house, and then shouted to the back room: "Lihua, Pingzi and his siblings are here."
"Pingzi, Yanzi, are you here?" Ye Lihua, dressed in house clothes, came out of the inner room and greeted the two of them with a smile: "You said you two came without saying anything in advance, and there is no preparation at home."
"Sister-in-law, what else are you preparing? We are not outsiders. We will eat whatever we have at home.
If that doesn't work, we can just have pickles, and the squad leader and I can have a drink." Zhang Junping said carelessly.
"Sister, I didn't know why I came to your place! Pingzi didn't tell me until he picked me up from get off work." Qiu Wenyan explained with a blushing face.
"It's okay, no need to prepare. Just open the bag this kid brought. There is no shortage of food in it." Xu Shaomin said to Ye Lihua with a smile.
"You know me, squad leader!" Zhang Junping opened the package with a smile, took out the dried meat and handed it to Ye Lihua.
"Monitor, this is for you.
I got this jar of wine by overturning the thirty-year old tradition passed down by my ancestors.
By the way, sister-in-law, there is no need to thank me." Zhang Junping winked at Xu Shaomin and Ye Lihua and said with a wicked smile.
"You brat! I think you're looking for a beating! Do you think I'm embarrassed to hit you in front of your wife?" Ye Lihua didn't understand at first, but then when she saw Zhang Junping's winking and evil smile, she immediately remembered the gift Zhang Junping had given her before.
Tiger bone wine, immediately blushed with embarrassment, grabbed Zhang Junping's ears with his hands and laughed and cursed.
"Sister-in-law, you beat me hard, this kid is the one who dares to go to the house and lift the roof without beating me for a day." Qiu Wenyan was worried that the world would not be in chaos, so she cheered for Ye Lihua from the side.
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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