Peng Yuanzheng drove back to the town. He parked the car in the town hall and ran upstairs quickly.
On the turning platform between the first and second floors, Li Xinhua was about to go downstairs. When he saw Peng Yuanzheng coming downstairs, he couldn't help but smile respectfully and stepped aside to give way, "Leader!"
"Boss, Miss Feng is waiting in your office - do you need me to do anything?" Li Xinhua came closer, his voice somewhat playful.
Peng Yuanzheng smiled and said, "Thank you."
Peng Yuanzheng only said "thank you" twice, then continued to run up the stairs and disappeared in an instant.
Li Xinhua sighed quietly, then turned red and slowly walked downstairs.
She is also an unmarried young woman in her prime years. For this outstanding man beside her, it would be absolutely false if she said in her heart that she is not moved at all. However, she knows that the disparity in conditions between the two is really too great.
There is no such possibility. Therefore, she has long hidden her thoughts deep in her heart and never reveals them at all.
She is quite smart and quite rational.
She knew very well that if she showed any ambiguous emotions, Peng Yuanzheng would definitely transfer her away from him and would no longer value and reuse her as much as he does now.
If you can't get this man, get his trust. This is Li Xinhua's second-best choice.
Peng Yuanzheng went upstairs, strode to the door of his office, calmed himself, and gently opened the door and entered.
Feng Qianru was standing on the inside of the sofa, staring at a poster on the wall about family planning in rural areas, with an incredible smile on her face: Fewer and better students, a happy life? This slogan is quite unique. It’s just that the promotional pattern on the poster is
She seems very out of place, even a bit shoddy.
She comes from a wealthy family in the capital, and the circle she lives in and comes into contact with is at a certain level. She never thought that the "grassroots" would be like this - dusty roads, dilapidated buildings, and turbid air, far more than she imagined.
It is more "realistic". It is completely different from her ideal image of paradise and those Nordic towns.
I entered the Yunshui Town Government compound and had some contact with some cadres of Yunshui Town. Every detail I observed while sitting in Peng Yuanzheng’s office, including everyone’s facial expressions and speech and behavior, was directly noticeable.
It broke her idealization and romantic illusion about "below".
However, she did not feel disappointed, but felt fresh.
At the same time, she was worried about her lover's work life. Originally, Feng Qianru did not agree with her mother and grandmother's idea of transferring Peng Yuanzheng back to the capital. She believed that good men are everywhere. The edge of a sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.
Originally, Peng Yuanzheng should train at the grassroots level for a few more years before he could rise to the top. But now, she actually had the idea of letting Peng Yuanzheng return to Beijing.
The old office desks and chairs, even the sofa creaked when you sat down, and there was nothing in the office except a telephone. What kind of shabby office conditions was this? Look at the dormitory inside, it was drafty and cold.
The cold wind kept blowing in through the cracks in the window. The bed board was solid.
Hard, there is actually a stove in the house, which seems to be used for heating - winter is coming soon. What should I do if I get gas poisoning? Although the weird "heating bag" inside aroused Feng Qianru's great curiosity
, but this could not resist the worry about Peng Yuanzheng.
In fact, it is the early winter season at the end of November, and the temperature in Xin'an City, a northern city, is even lower than that in the capital city. Because we are not in the office, the stove in the office was "suppressed" by people from the Party and Government Office, and it was not until Feng Qianru came that it started to burn again.
, but the temperature in the room is not too high, which is about thirteen or four degrees...
For Feng Qianru, who is used to a constant temperature of 20 degrees, it is definitely not used to it.
Feng Qianru rubbed her cold hands and let out a quiet sigh.
She suddenly heard movement behind her. She turned around suddenly, and in front of her was Peng Yuanzheng's resolute face. But at this moment, this young face, which was originally calm and calm, was full of excitement and excitement, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.
The hotness and eagerness almost melted Feng Qianru instantly.
"Brother Yuanzheng."
"Qianru."
Peng Yuanzheng opened his arms and hugged Feng Qianru tightly in his arms. His arms were very strong. It seemed that he wanted to rub the beautiful woman's delicate and elastic body into his body. A different kind of tenderness echoed in Feng Qianru's heart.
She pressed her head close to Peng Yuanzheng's thick chest, letting him greedily lean over her snow-white neck to smell, kiss and rub it, her pretty face kept turning red and red again, it was so similar.
Only ripe red apples.
The two immediately kissed each other passionately. Their lips connected and their hearts were connected. The world seemed to be blank and infinite, with only two people existing.
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"Qianru, it's quite cold today. You've just arrived, so I'm afraid you're not used to it yet." Peng Yuanzheng said as he went inside to tidy up the stove neatly and skillfully, and added some black coals with a shovel. The stove quickly
The burning was strong, but there was a faint wisp of green smoke coming out.
Feng Qianru frowned and said softly, "Brother Yuanzheng, it's very hot. If you turn on the stove at night, will you get gas poisoning? It's too unsafe. Why don't you have collective heating?"
Peng Yuanzheng laughed dumbly and said, "Qianru, there is no collective heating in the town. They all light stoves to keep warm. If you go to the countryside, many people usually have sealed stoves to save coal. Haha, it's okay, as long as you get used to it.
That’ll be fine.”
"Not to mention villages and towns, even in urban areas, there are still too many places without collective heating. The conditions are not as good as in the capital."
"Brother Yuanzheng, do you usually live here?" Feng Qianru asked again.
"Well, I live in the town most of the time. The grassroots work is not as good as the government agencies, and there are many emergencies. The town leaders have to take turns on duty. Of course, sometimes I am too busy with work and I am too lazy to go back and forth to the city."
"Of course, you are here, I promise to go back to accompany you every day." Peng Yuanzheng chuckled.
"I don't need you to accompany me!" Feng Qianru's pretty face turned red and she added, "The conditions are really bad, much worse than I imagined. Brother Yuanzheng, actually grandpa means to let you exercise, but he doesn't have to eat this
It’s a pain in the ass—I think it’s better to be transferred back to Beijing—”
"Actually, the conditions are not bad. Our town is still good. You can't see other remote towns at all." Peng Yuanzheng was unwilling to discuss this issue with Feng Qianru and said with a smile, "Qianru, wait until tomorrow.
I will take you around the town and show you the hospitals, schools and kindergartens in our town. The conditions are definitely first-rate in the country."
"I just had an idea. When the commercial street project in the town is completed, I will move the town government agencies there. When you come back by then, the conditions will be better."
Feng Qianru smiled, and just as she was about to say something, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Peng Yuanzheng said calmly, "Please come in."
Tian Ming appeared at the door, carrying an electric stove and smiling respectfully, "Boss, I'm afraid you'll be cold here, so I'll send you an electric stove to warm up."
"Okay." Peng Yuanzheng smiled and nodded.
Tian Ming plugged in the electric stove, and soon the room became much warmer.
Peng Yuanzheng smiled and took out a few iron rods from the drawer under his desk. After playing with them for a while, they connected them into a small square shelf and put it on the stove. Then he took out a watermelon knife from the inside and cut it.
I cut the remaining steamed buns from yesterday into slices and stacked them neatly on the shelf. Then I took out a bag of salt and sprinkled a layer of salt grains on the steamed bun slices...
Feng Qianru looked at Peng Yuanzheng's movements curiously, but in the end she frowned and said, "Brother Yuanzheng, are you going to bake steamed buns? Isn't it too unhygienic?"
Peng Yuanzheng felt ashamed and said with a wry smile, "Qianru...I..."
He was suddenly speechless and didn't know what to say. It was only at this moment that he suddenly discovered that although he and Feng Qianru were deeply in love and happy with each other, they actually had different differences in values, social cognition and even various aspects of each other.
Their living habits were completely different. He knew in his heart that this was not Feng Qianru's pretense or deliberate disguise, but that her life dictionary had too many elements of spring and snow, and too few lower-class people's senses.
She is undoubtedly Snow White, but he does not seem to be Prince Charming.
The two people are from two different worlds. If it were not destined by God, they would never be able to come together.
Thinking of this, Peng Yuanzheng was slightly emotional.
Sensing Peng Yuanzheng's emotional changes, Feng Qianru gently came over and sat on Peng Yuanzheng's lap, hugged his waist tightly and said softly, "Brother Yuanzheng, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
"Qianru..." Peng Yuanzheng leaned over and kissed her smooth forehead, and then joked, "Do you think I am just a country bumpkin now..."
"No...Besides, even if you are a country bumpkin, there is nothing I can do about you. From now on, I will learn to be a country aunt." Feng Qianru calmed down, and she put her hand on Peng Yuanzheng's back gently.
Drawing circles, he said a little embarrassedly, "I'm too narrow-minded——"
Before Feng Qianru finished speaking, she was interrupted by Peng Yuanzheng, "Qianru, it's nothing, you are just not used to the life below. It doesn't matter, I will slowly train you after we get married."
Peng Yuanzheng chuckled "with bad intentions", which made Feng Qianru get angry.
But after the quarrel, the slight estrangement and alienation just now slowly dissipated. On the contrary, the two hearts became more integrated because of it.
Feng Qianru was thinking quietly in her heart, and suddenly looked up at Peng Yuanzheng and said, "Brother Yuanzheng, I understand now that you have suffered so much in the past, I can't even imagine it."
"Haha, in fact, it can't be called suffering - because this is my life." (..Your support is my biggest motivation.).