The car is an 80% new Jetta. The taxis running on the streets of Liangshui City in 1994 were either Xiali or Nian. Being able to drive such a Jetta is a very honorable thing. Not to mention that this is Nanshan County.
, a genuine backcountry.
"The car belongs to the Transportation Bureau, so don't rush to use it. Just drive carefully." Yan Jiayu explained without saying anything else. She stood by the door and watched Wang Guohua get on the car.
When he first borrowed the car, Wang Guohua just said casually, never expecting that Yan Jiayu was unambiguous at all and could get it done with just one phone call. From such a small thing, Wang Guohua realized Yan Jiayu's energy in this county. The ambiguous period in the house
, in Wang Guohua’s view, it’s just an appetizer, a small test of his skills. A Jetta is nothing. In his previous life, when he hung out in bars and pubs, he hooked up with a girl who drove a BMW and rented a hotel room, letting them be under his body.
It is also common to moan softly.
Regarding his relationship with Yan Jiayu, Wang Guohua decisively defined it as a colleague and friend. Well, if the development goes well, he can also become a sex partner. The definition of playing with feelings seems nonsense to Wang Guohua, and he even thought a little proudly, "Brother is still a virgin!"
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Yan Jiayu knew how to drive. She watched Wang Guohua skillfully turn on the ignition and put down the handbrake. He didn't forget to turn his head and wave before stepping on the clutch and shifting gears. This action looked like an experienced driver. Yan Jiayu couldn't help but be a little curious. Didn't he have a driver's license?
As the car drove away, Yan Jiayu, who felt a little sad, turned around and entered the yard. When she closed the door, she looked at her right hand. The feeling of being pushed against her chest like a wall came out from the corner. Yan Jiayu couldn't help but stretch her hand to the tip of her nose.
There is still a strong masculine smell on it.
"What does your size have to do with me?" Yan Jiayu couldn't help but laugh and curse in a low voice. She looked back with a guilty conscience, feeling the pleasure of having an affair linger.
Wang Guohua didn't know Yan Jiayu's state of mind at this moment, and he had no way of knowing Chu Chu's state of mind at this moment.
Chu Chu, who was sitting on a high-end leather sofa, was looking at a man across from him, refusing to give in. This man who was twice as handsome as Wang Guohua and richer was named Chu Jiangqiu, the head of a large state-owned enterprise. Chu Chu
Sitting next to Jiang Qiu was a coquettish-looking woman, who was carving a red Fuji with an extremely elegant posture. Some women's coquettishness is cultivated, but this woman's coquettishness seems to be natural.
Chu Jiangqiu knew that he had nothing to do with his daughter Chu Chu. Ever since their relationship was renewed, the cold war between father and daughter has continued to this day. Shui Ling is three years older than Chu Chu, which is barely enough for a generation gap.
Before that, Chu Jiangqiu had been almost indifferent to Chu Chu's discipline. In fact, Chu Jiangqiu was still very concerned about his daughter's every move in private. If Chu Jiangqiu wanted to interfere in his daughter's life before, the result was provocation.
If there is a war between the two, now Chu Jiangqiu thinks that even if he provokes a war, he must intervene.
"Is it possible to drive 600 kilometers from NJ to a small county under the neighboring Dajiang Province to meet a male college classmate?"
"Boring!" Chu Jiangqiu's solemn words were exchanged for the word "Chu Chu" with a free eye roll.
"You...!" Chu Jiangqiu slapped the armrest of the sofa fiercely, and when he was about to stand up angrily, Shui Ling beside him promptly stuffed the apple into her husband's mouth, and with just a smile, Chu Jiangqiu
The anger in his heart turned into nothing.
"I'll talk to her!" Chu Jiangqiu couldn't refuse the soft voice in the water. He snorted, bit an apple and turned to go upstairs.
Chu Chu does not hate Shui Ling. On the contrary, she admires this woman who is beautiful, charming, elegant and gentle. Chu Chu does not think there is anything wrong with Shui Ling. A woman has the right to pursue happiness. Chu Jiangqiu is undoubtedly very outstanding.
, it was normal for Shui Ling to fall in love with him. What Chu Chu couldn't accept was that Chu Jiangqiu was not around her mother before she left. One last look at her husband was her mother's biggest wish at the time, and it was not difficult to fulfill this wish. It can be said that her mother was the leader.
He left with regrets. At that time, Chu Jiangqiu was still inspecting a branch thousands of miles away. Before Chu Jiangqiu left, his wife's condition had relapsed. Chu Chu had begged his father not to go on a business trip. Chu Jiangqiu, who only had career in his heart, was stubborn.
Gone.
The rational Chu Chu did not transfer her resentment to Shui Ling because that was unfair.
"Your father is doing this for your own good!" Shui Ling liked this girl who was three years younger than herself very much. She was beautiful, intelligent, quiet, and rational. She had all these advantages. Shui Ling believed that Chu Chu had good reasons for not forgiving her father.
If you think about it, I probably won't be able to forgive myself.
"I know, compared to career, my daughter is not the most important thing to someone." Chu Chu's answer was very cold. Shui Ling spread her hands helplessly and said, "It's not fair to say that. What your father meant is that it doesn't matter if your family background is small.
The important thing is to know the basics and have a reliable character.”
"Does he think that a peasant boy from a poor ravine pursues me just because of my appearance and family background?" Chu Chu asked calmly, and Shui Ling could clearly feel that under this calm tone, Chu Chu asked calmly.
There is a hint of disdain and anger.
What Chu Chu said was true. Shui Ling couldn't deny it and could only nod silently. Chu Chu smiled faintly and said, "You are all wrong. He has never pursued me."
Shui Ling raised her eyebrows in surprise, and when she was about to open her mouth, Chu Chu said first, "Don't speak in a hurry. Let me ask you, if you were very poor and suddenly got four million, what would you do?"
Shui Ling opened her pretty little mouth, frowned slightly and said, "I see, it gives me a headache. I think I will go have a good meal first, then buy a house, and then buy a cabinet of nice clothes.
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Chu Chu smiled, because she thought so too. After Shui Ling said this, Chu Chu stood up, smiled at her and said, "That man gave me all four million, do you believe it?" After saying this, Chu Chu said
Stepping out of the door, Shui Ling stood up with a shocked look on her face. When she opened her mouth to shout, Chu Chu seemed to know what she was doing. She raised a hand and shook it loudly: "I know you believe it! Tell the man upstairs,
Stop trying every possible means to send so-called young talents in front of me."
"Wait a minute!" Shui Ling still chased out, grabbed Chu Chu's hand, and asked with great interest: "One more question, what does your ideal life look like?"
"Well, you will see this problem later."
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The Panlong Township Party Committee Secretary’s car is just a Beijing Jeep 212. For the villagers in the ravine, the Jetta is undoubtedly a symbol of identity and status in this era.
As a conscientious person, Wang Guohua had absolutely no intention of showing off. At first, he just casually borrowed the car. Since he was able to borrow the car, Wang Guohua naturally had no need to be polite. Otherwise, he would have to sit on a farm three-wheeler and struggle for an hour on the bumpy mountain road.
Panlong Township, and then if you are lucky, you can take a walking tractor and continue bumping for about ten minutes. If you are not lucky, you can only walk for about half an hour to get back to Wangjiagou.
There is a gravel road leading from Wangjiatong to Panlong Township. Speaking of this road, it is undoubtedly the pride of all the villagers in Wangjiagou. Ten years ago, this road would be muddy every time it rained. Even if
It is a Jeep with excellent off-road performance, but it is difficult to walk on such a road. Ten years ago, Wang Youhe, the village party secretary, came out of Wangjiagou. It was under his leadership and initiative that the whole village, old and young, came together to take advantage of the slack farming time.
Time carried stones from the mountains on our shoulders, crushed them and laid them on the road. After ten years of perseverance, we had such a simple gravel road.
When the Jetta drove into the village, it was followed by a group of little kids who were joining in the fun. Wang Guohua, who was well prepared, took out a bag of White Rabbit toffee from the car, grabbed handfuls of it and threw it over. The little kids started grabbing it and it was really fun.
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The most awesome person ever to appear in Wangjiagou was the township leader in a jeep. When Wang Guohua parked his Jetta in front of his house, it undoubtedly became the biggest news in the village.
"The second son of Wang Laoshi's family has become successful, and he drove home in a car better than that of the township party committee secretary." This sentence became the most popular one among the villagers. Wang Guohua had just gotten out of the car, and the slightly old village party secretary
Wang Youhe appeared in front of the car with his hands behind his back and a Changjiang brand cigarette priced at one yuan a pack in the corner of his mouth.
"Second son, have you made a fortune? It's better than the car the village secretary rides in." Wang Youhe squinted his eyes and smiled happily, as if he showed up in a Jetta.
"Uncle, this is to honor you. Put it away quickly and don't let others see it." Wang Guohua's method of dealing with Wang Youhe was very direct. He quickly stuffed a pack of Hongtashan over. Wang Youhe's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand like lightning.
Disappeared from sight.
"You're a good kid!" After praising him, Wang Youhe clasped his hands behind his back as usual and shouted into the fenced yard: "Honest Wang, your second son's house is here, I'll come over for a drink tonight."
Wang Laoshi, who was repairing a hoe at home, didn't know what was going on outside. When he heard the noise, he didn't come out to join in the fun. He slowly went out when he heard Wang Youhe's voice. When he saw his son standing in front of a car, Wang Laoshi was a little rickety.
His waist straightened instantly, he turned around and shouted towards the kitchen: "Damn it, Erzi's house is here, come out quickly."
The first person to come out of the kitchen was a little girl with two pigtails pointing upwards. When she saw Wang Guohua, her face burst into laughter. She ran and shouted: "Uncle! Uncle!"
Chen Cuihua, who kept wiping her hands on her waist, came out of the kitchen and saw her son carrying large and small bags to the car to get things. The wrinkles on his wrinkled face became more and more dense.
After filling two pockets full of milk candies, her niece Xie Yao walked to her home in the east of the village with satisfaction, and asked her mother, Wang Xiuxiu, Wang Guohua's sister, to help. The old couple were busy moving things home, and Wang Guohua took out a bag.
Huang Hongmei passed out cigarettes to the gentlemen watching the excitement one by one.
There was a lot of laughter and excitement in front of Wang’s house!