Wu Songkong had ambition to serve the country and returned to Qinghe City. He wanted to make due contributions to the socialist construction in his hometown. But he didn't know that the times have changed at all. The social atmosphere has also changed drastically. When he went abroad, people still advocated knowledge, but now knowledge is almost garbage. People only worship money on the first day of staying in the hotel. The secretary of the municipal party committee came to visit him. He believed the rumors from others and mistakenly regarded Wu Song as a wealthy investor. Once he came into contact, he found that Wu Song was a useless scholar, and the secretary of the Wen Dynasty never came again.
In fact, if the secretary of the municipal party committee came to visit, Wu Song didn't care whether he had lived in the United States for a few years. He accepted the practical style of the West and was not interested in hypocritical Chinese social activities. What Wu Song was most anxious about now is to find a job quickly. He studied high-energy physics in the United States. This is a science that studies the properties of elementary particles in cosmic rays, the interaction and transformation between them, as well as the deeper structure of matter. It is difficult to use daily in life. Therefore, the Qinghe Municipal Personnel Bureau was also very difficult to ask Wu Song's work arrangements. Wu Song went to ask a few times, and replied: Wait a little longer. Wu Song, who is used to the fast-paced lifestyle, really cannot tolerate this kind of work style that is dragging and exhausted. After a few quarrels with the director of the Personnel, he called the secretary of the municipal party committee to reflect his anxiety to serve the motherland as soon as possible. Secretary Wen said on the phone:Don't be impatient, please wait patiently for a while for Comrade Wu Song's patriotic enthusiasm is indeed very high. But then again, the high-energy physics you learned is too profound. If you study high-energy chemistry in the United States, you will be able to use it. There is a large fertilizer factory in Qinghe City.
Secretary Wen said that Wu Song was so amused and crying that he couldn't help but wait. When he went to the mountain and sang songs, he had to adapt to China's living habits again. Wu Song began to practice Zen. People say that it was an unfathomable science. It was not easy to calm down and meditate in the noisy world. But Wu Song thought, what's the difficulty? Isn't it just to rub his butt? Those cadres in the conference room held meetings, held for three or five days, and they were still laughing and joking. They were all so happy that they had already entered the high-level state of Zen. They had to learn a little!
Fortunately, Wu Song spent three or five days in the laboratory in the United States. He had the ability to grind his butt and was waiting for the days of assigned work. He could finally be calm and not be impatient. What's more, Wu Song had a compatriot Wu Dalang in Qinghe City. He took the time to walk around and gang up time.
The first time Wu Song went to see his brother and sister-in-law was like this: in December, the cold wind was a bit irritating. On the street, many people like to walk with their sleeves. Although they can keep warm, they also affect their walking speed. Fortunately, few people in the city of Qinghe City have thought about speed. If you slow down, it doesn't matter if you stay away. Wu Song saw a yellow apricot flap waving in the wind, and his mood was a little excited. He gradually approached. Fang saw the four words "bike king" written on the guitar: Wu Dalang was very intimate when he saw Wu Song, and he was very intimate and let him go into the room in a panic, shouting and calling Pan Jinlian to make tea.
Pan Jinlian has been practicing in society in recent years and has known a lot of people. She has also learned some tricks to coax people. She brought out a pot of tea and handed the entire teapot to Wu Song: It's cold, brothers, please warm your hands first. This sentence touched Wu Song deeply. Yes, it's so good to have a home feeling. Wu Song held the hot teapot in his hand. There seemed to be a warm current in his heart. He couldn't help but look at Pan Jinlian more. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Pan Jinlian was also secretly looking at Wu Song. The two of them looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed.
Pan Jinlian packed up the clothes that were thrown on the sofa and let Wu Song sit down in the inner room. She thought to herself, no wonder Dalang praised his brothers a few days ago. Now it seems that there is a bit of truth. Not to mention the knowledge in his belly, just looking at his appearance, Erlang is far better than Dalang's Creation Master. Why is the brother born to the same parents so different? Alas, if Dalang can be turned into Erlang, the world will be beautiful. Pan Jinlian was thinking about it so randomly, but Wu Dalang came in from outside the door, holding a few steaming mutton skewers in his hand, and shouted: Hurry up, eat it while it's hot.
After sending the mutton skewers, Wu Dalang gave a few words to take good care of him. He went out to continue selling cakes in the room. Wu Song and Pan Jinlian sat opposite him, saying some light words in a mess.
Uncle Gui Geng? Pan Jinlian asked as her sister-in-law
Wu Song sighed and said
Oh, it turns out that my uncle is three years old... Pan Jinlian's eyes are very flexible, like a pair of vivid glass beads. I don't know what my uncle's marriage is. In this regard, Dalang has never told me
Erlang hasn't married yet, Wu Song said embarrassedly
No? In a world like the United States, I heard that there are many beauties, and they are all foreign girls, and my uncle doesn't like any of them? Pan Jinlian said and threw a look at Wu Song, and added with a smile: Wherever I see, my uncle is afraid he has been blindfolded
Wherever, Wu Song felt ashamed when he heard his sister-in-law's words. Wu Song lowered his head and stared at his toes. He couldn't stand Pan Jinlian's provocative gaze
When it was time for dinner, Wu Dalang brought the bottle of Heqing Daqu. When he came back, he kept saying that he would have a few cups of Pan Jinlian to cook tonight. He quickly brought out a few dishes of wine and dishes, including braised pork head meat, stir-fried waist flowers, leek eggs, refried pork, fried stinky tofu, fried peanuts, etc., including six other things, Wu Dalang drank first, and then watched Wu Song drink a cup, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he poured a cup for Pan Jinlian and said: Today, my brother and I met again after a long separation. I am happy. You should have a drink with my brother Wu Erlang.
On weekdays, Pan Jinlian had already thrown the wine glass at Wu Dalang, but today she would not make this wine like that. Wu Dalang didn't say it, she also wanted to drink with Wu Song. However, before drinking, Pan Jinlian still had to make a move. She pushed away the wine glass that Wu Dalang handed to her eyes, with a shy face: Where can I drink in front of my brothers? Drink, drink! Pan Jinlian glared at Wu Dalang: Today, you asked me to drink. I'll get drunk later. I'll do everything for cleaning up the dishes. Wu Dalang said: What's the matter? I'm not all these hard work. I'm just a person who has just put it down on the gossip. Drink it quickly.
Before Wu Dalang could finish his words, Pan Jinlian raised her neck and drank the glass of wine for a while. A red cloud rose on her face, and her eyes turned more flexible. As for drinking, what's the problem? Just pour it into her stomach with courage. Pan Jinlian had wine, and the tone of speaking had a little more heroic spirit. Wu Song smiled and reminded: That's not necessarily. Two years ago, I was listening to domestic news in the United States. It seemed that there was a news that there was a female cadre in Yunnan. In order to accompany her superiors to drink, she drank a few more glasses, but she died of drunkenness. Wu Dalang shook his head and said to Wu Song: Brother, this is underestimating your sister-in-law's ability to drink. To be honest, she drank one pound at most!
Wu Song stuck out his tongue and said something randomly. He looked at Pan Jinlian with the spirit of alcohol and stared at Wu Song directly. He felt embarrassed to see Wu Song as he took the victory and chased Wu Song, and raised his glass and shouted at Wu Song: Come on, let me give you another cup of uncle. Wu Song wanted to rely on him. Pan Jinlian came to him in the morning and pulled his sleeves: Sister-in-law's glass of wine, you have to drink, and you have to drink quickly if you don't drink. After drinking, my sister-in-law has something to say. There is no way to hide anymore. Wu Song had to show off his ability to stay home and forced the glass of wine.
After three rounds of drinking, Pan Jinlian said: Uncle is alone and lives in a hotel, why not move to the house? Wu Song was stunned and didn't know how to answer Pan Jinlian and continued: Uncle stayed in a hotel, making jokes from others about the Wu family. Those who knew about it also said that the uncle didn't want to move to the house. Those who didn't know would only chew their teeth and said that your sister-in-law was unreasonable! After hearing this, Wu Dalang repeatedly echoed: Yes, this is the reason. Moving to the house will make you take care of everything.
Wu Song blushed and sang a promise: Thank you for your kindness. Since your brother and sister-in-law said that, Wu Song will move to live tomorrow. Wu Dalang slapped his forehead and complained about his filthy mind. Why didn't he expect this to turn around and instruct Pan Jinlian in the tone of a family member: Get up tomorrow and clean up the room with the wheat noodles and leave it for Erlang to live. Pan Jinlian contradicted: Do you need to tell me about this?
Wu Dalang was so scared that he stopped talking
It was late at night when we saw off. Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian took Wu Song to the gate. Not far away, there was an orange street lamp thrown on the ground, like a flood of red water, and took a few steps. Pan Jinlian emphasized again: Uncle must come tomorrow. Wu Song said: What is it? Wu Dalang asked with concern: Do I want someone to help with the move? Wu Song said: There is not much luggage, no need. Wu Song said, strode towards the hotel and walked a long way. When he looked back, he seemed to still see his sister-in-law's charming eyes, and he lingered on himself.
In fact, if the secretary of the municipal party committee came to visit, Wu Song didn't care whether he had lived in the United States for a few years. He accepted the practical style of the West and was not interested in hypocritical Chinese social activities. What Wu Song was most anxious about now is to find a job quickly. He studied high-energy physics in the United States. This is a science that studies the properties of elementary particles in cosmic rays, the interaction and transformation between them, as well as the deeper structure of matter. It is difficult to use daily in life. Therefore, the Qinghe Municipal Personnel Bureau was also very difficult to ask Wu Song's work arrangements. Wu Song went to ask a few times, and replied: Wait a little longer. Wu Song, who is used to the fast-paced lifestyle, really cannot tolerate this kind of work style that is dragging and exhausted. After a few quarrels with the director of the Personnel, he called the secretary of the municipal party committee to reflect his anxiety to serve the motherland as soon as possible. Secretary Wen said on the phone:Don't be impatient, please wait patiently for a while for Comrade Wu Song's patriotic enthusiasm is indeed very high. But then again, the high-energy physics you learned is too profound. If you study high-energy chemistry in the United States, you will be able to use it. There is a large fertilizer factory in Qinghe City.
Secretary Wen said that Wu Song was so amused and crying that he couldn't help but wait. When he went to the mountain and sang songs, he had to adapt to China's living habits again. Wu Song began to practice Zen. People say that it was an unfathomable science. It was not easy to calm down and meditate in the noisy world. But Wu Song thought, what's the difficulty? Isn't it just to rub his butt? Those cadres in the conference room held meetings, held for three or five days, and they were still laughing and joking. They were all so happy that they had already entered the high-level state of Zen. They had to learn a little!
Fortunately, Wu Song spent three or five days in the laboratory in the United States. He had the ability to grind his butt and was waiting for the days of assigned work. He could finally be calm and not be impatient. What's more, Wu Song had a compatriot Wu Dalang in Qinghe City. He took the time to walk around and gang up time.
The first time Wu Song went to see his brother and sister-in-law was like this: in December, the cold wind was a bit irritating. On the street, many people like to walk with their sleeves. Although they can keep warm, they also affect their walking speed. Fortunately, few people in the city of Qinghe City have thought about speed. If you slow down, it doesn't matter if you stay away. Wu Song saw a yellow apricot flap waving in the wind, and his mood was a little excited. He gradually approached. Fang saw the four words "bike king" written on the guitar: Wu Dalang was very intimate when he saw Wu Song, and he was very intimate and let him go into the room in a panic, shouting and calling Pan Jinlian to make tea.
Pan Jinlian has been practicing in society in recent years and has known a lot of people. She has also learned some tricks to coax people. She brought out a pot of tea and handed the entire teapot to Wu Song: It's cold, brothers, please warm your hands first. This sentence touched Wu Song deeply. Yes, it's so good to have a home feeling. Wu Song held the hot teapot in his hand. There seemed to be a warm current in his heart. He couldn't help but look at Pan Jinlian more. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Pan Jinlian was also secretly looking at Wu Song. The two of them looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed.
Pan Jinlian packed up the clothes that were thrown on the sofa and let Wu Song sit down in the inner room. She thought to herself, no wonder Dalang praised his brothers a few days ago. Now it seems that there is a bit of truth. Not to mention the knowledge in his belly, just looking at his appearance, Erlang is far better than Dalang's Creation Master. Why is the brother born to the same parents so different? Alas, if Dalang can be turned into Erlang, the world will be beautiful. Pan Jinlian was thinking about it so randomly, but Wu Dalang came in from outside the door, holding a few steaming mutton skewers in his hand, and shouted: Hurry up, eat it while it's hot.
After sending the mutton skewers, Wu Dalang gave a few words to take good care of him. He went out to continue selling cakes in the room. Wu Song and Pan Jinlian sat opposite him, saying some light words in a mess.
Uncle Gui Geng? Pan Jinlian asked as her sister-in-law
Wu Song sighed and said
Oh, it turns out that my uncle is three years old... Pan Jinlian's eyes are very flexible, like a pair of vivid glass beads. I don't know what my uncle's marriage is. In this regard, Dalang has never told me
Erlang hasn't married yet, Wu Song said embarrassedly
No? In a world like the United States, I heard that there are many beauties, and they are all foreign girls, and my uncle doesn't like any of them? Pan Jinlian said and threw a look at Wu Song, and added with a smile: Wherever I see, my uncle is afraid he has been blindfolded
Wherever, Wu Song felt ashamed when he heard his sister-in-law's words. Wu Song lowered his head and stared at his toes. He couldn't stand Pan Jinlian's provocative gaze
When it was time for dinner, Wu Dalang brought the bottle of Heqing Daqu. When he came back, he kept saying that he would have a few cups of Pan Jinlian to cook tonight. He quickly brought out a few dishes of wine and dishes, including braised pork head meat, stir-fried waist flowers, leek eggs, refried pork, fried stinky tofu, fried peanuts, etc., including six other things, Wu Dalang drank first, and then watched Wu Song drink a cup, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he poured a cup for Pan Jinlian and said: Today, my brother and I met again after a long separation. I am happy. You should have a drink with my brother Wu Erlang.
On weekdays, Pan Jinlian had already thrown the wine glass at Wu Dalang, but today she would not make this wine like that. Wu Dalang didn't say it, she also wanted to drink with Wu Song. However, before drinking, Pan Jinlian still had to make a move. She pushed away the wine glass that Wu Dalang handed to her eyes, with a shy face: Where can I drink in front of my brothers? Drink, drink! Pan Jinlian glared at Wu Dalang: Today, you asked me to drink. I'll get drunk later. I'll do everything for cleaning up the dishes. Wu Dalang said: What's the matter? I'm not all these hard work. I'm just a person who has just put it down on the gossip. Drink it quickly.
Before Wu Dalang could finish his words, Pan Jinlian raised her neck and drank the glass of wine for a while. A red cloud rose on her face, and her eyes turned more flexible. As for drinking, what's the problem? Just pour it into her stomach with courage. Pan Jinlian had wine, and the tone of speaking had a little more heroic spirit. Wu Song smiled and reminded: That's not necessarily. Two years ago, I was listening to domestic news in the United States. It seemed that there was a news that there was a female cadre in Yunnan. In order to accompany her superiors to drink, she drank a few more glasses, but she died of drunkenness. Wu Dalang shook his head and said to Wu Song: Brother, this is underestimating your sister-in-law's ability to drink. To be honest, she drank one pound at most!
Wu Song stuck out his tongue and said something randomly. He looked at Pan Jinlian with the spirit of alcohol and stared at Wu Song directly. He felt embarrassed to see Wu Song as he took the victory and chased Wu Song, and raised his glass and shouted at Wu Song: Come on, let me give you another cup of uncle. Wu Song wanted to rely on him. Pan Jinlian came to him in the morning and pulled his sleeves: Sister-in-law's glass of wine, you have to drink, and you have to drink quickly if you don't drink. After drinking, my sister-in-law has something to say. There is no way to hide anymore. Wu Song had to show off his ability to stay home and forced the glass of wine.
After three rounds of drinking, Pan Jinlian said: Uncle is alone and lives in a hotel, why not move to the house? Wu Song was stunned and didn't know how to answer Pan Jinlian and continued: Uncle stayed in a hotel, making jokes from others about the Wu family. Those who knew about it also said that the uncle didn't want to move to the house. Those who didn't know would only chew their teeth and said that your sister-in-law was unreasonable! After hearing this, Wu Dalang repeatedly echoed: Yes, this is the reason. Moving to the house will make you take care of everything.
Wu Song blushed and sang a promise: Thank you for your kindness. Since your brother and sister-in-law said that, Wu Song will move to live tomorrow. Wu Dalang slapped his forehead and complained about his filthy mind. Why didn't he expect this to turn around and instruct Pan Jinlian in the tone of a family member: Get up tomorrow and clean up the room with the wheat noodles and leave it for Erlang to live. Pan Jinlian contradicted: Do you need to tell me about this?
Wu Dalang was so scared that he stopped talking
It was late at night when we saw off. Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian took Wu Song to the gate. Not far away, there was an orange street lamp thrown on the ground, like a flood of red water, and took a few steps. Pan Jinlian emphasized again: Uncle must come tomorrow. Wu Song said: What is it? Wu Dalang asked with concern: Do I want someone to help with the move? Wu Song said: There is not much luggage, no need. Wu Song said, strode towards the hotel and walked a long way. When he looked back, he seemed to still see his sister-in-law's charming eyes, and he lingered on himself.
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