Zhao Chenghai couldn't help but smile, then glared and said, "Qi Lei, don't talk nonsense, Zhenhua and the little tailor are just classmates!"

Only Zhenhua didn't laugh, but just stared at Qi Lei viciously, wishing to swallow him in one bite.

Zheng Huailiang was helpless, shook his head and smiled bitterly, pointed at Qi Lei and said, "I said Qi Lei, you just came out of school, why did you learn to be so slick? I'm talking serious, what about you, you kid, you're so capable!"

Qi Lei was very dissatisfied and raised his eyebrows and said, "What I said is serious. I am caring about Zhenhua's lifelong affairs. Young people, before getting married, they always have random thoughts. Only after getting married can they settle down and build their hometown. Moreover, after getting married, there is one more person in his family to make money. Isn't it faster to get rid of poverty and become rich?"

Zheng Huailiang opened his mouth and found that he could not even argue with the furry child Qi Lei!

Zhenhua couldn't bear it anymore and said with his finger outside the door: "Qi Lei, if you want to eat, eat, get out if you don't eat!"

Qi Lei sat down and said, "I'll have a meal first, and then get out when I'm full."

Their classmates are like brothers, and they are used to joking with each other. Even if Zhao Zhenhua chases him with a stick, he may not be able to drive Qi Lei out.

Wang Xiang picked up the wine glass and said to Zheng Huailiang: "Secretary Zheng, I think Qi Lei and Zhenhua are not simple, they are good seedlings of our Dongwan Village. If you train them, let them be a errand-runner in the village!"

When Zhao Chenghai heard this, his brow jumped and looked at Zheng Huailiang with his eyes.

If Zhenhua could be a village cadre, then the family would earn more money, and the mosquito legs were also flesh, which would always be a subsidy for life.

However, Zheng Huailiang shook his head and said:

"Qi Lei said just now. Young people are not married, and being a cadre is not suitable, not steady enough, and not prestige enough, so it is difficult to convince the public. Just say, Song Rengui, Song Jiacai, Zhenhua and Qi Lei in the village, can they suppress their uncles and nephews? If they can't suppress their uncles and nephews, they can't do any work! I'll leave my words here today. Who can suppress Song Rengui and nephews? I will arrange for him to be a cadre immediately!"

Wang Xiang laughed: "I can calm them down. Please arrange for me to be a cadre!"

Zheng Huailiang also smiled: "Brother Wang Xiang, you should be a pig slayer with peace of mind. Apart from the pig slayer, you don't do anything like you do!"

Zhenhua also laughed.

The heroes have similar views, and Zheng Huailiang’s view of Wang Xiang is exactly the same as himself!

Zhao Chenghai was naturally disappointed, but pretended to be indifferent and said, "Yes, yes, Zhenhua is a furious child, how can he be a village cadre?"

Zheng Huailiang thought for a while and said, "There is another quota for private teachers in the village primary school, so I can consider it. But to be clear, private teachers are no longer popular now, it is difficult to become a regular employee, and their salary is very small. It is just a little lighter and subsidy for life."

Qi Lei grinned and patted Zhenhua on the shoulder: "I'll give you this place to you, I won't fight with you!"

"Lighty? Lightweight!" Liu Zhigao shook his head repeatedly and said, "Private teachers are the most tired. They go to class during the day and go home in the dark to do farm work overnight at night. It would be strange if they are not exhausted!"

Zhenhua lost his mind for a moment and pondered without saying a word.

Zheng Huailiang smiled and said, "I can't arrange this year, and it will be next autumn as soon as possible. Let's talk about it then!"

Wang Xiang touched Zhao Chenghai and smiled half-truely, "Brother Chenghai heard it, right? The secretary said that he would make arrangements at that time, and this means that you would invite him to drink a few more drinks!"

Zheng Huailiang's face turned red and begged for mercy and said, "Brother Wang Xiang, don't talk nonsense, I don't mean that!"

Zhao Chenghai grinned: "Please, I will definitely ask!"

For Zhao Chenghai, the farm work at home is not very stressful. It’s better for his son to be a private teacher. It costs fifty yuan a month and six or seven hundred yuan a year. Anyway, he is idle.

Everyone continued to drink.

Zhao Chenghai made a big announcement about the fact that Zhenhua won the three-piece chess game of 3,000 yuan this morning.

Liu Zhigao and Zheng Huailiang were both surprised and felt that they underestimated Zhenhua's energy.

Qi Lei had already pulled Zhenhua out and sat on the brick stack in front of the door and chatted.

"Zhenhua, please honestly explain, have you ever held hands, kissed, and slept with the young tailor?" Qi Lei asked.

"Take your uncle, Jung Kexiang and I have nothing, just a pure classmate friendship. You are a thief and prostitute, and you are thinking about something all day long!" Zhenhua was angry and funny, pointing to Qi Lei's forehead and said, "Do you know if you want to be a noble person, a pure person, and a person who is free from low-level interests!?"

Qi Lei smiled and said, "The pure friendship between classmates, a little more than the sublimation is love. Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing were also pure neighbor friendship at the beginning. Secretary Zheng is right, he should be more courageous and faster..."

"Stop!" Zhenhua glared, took out a cigarette and lit it, and asked, "Qi Lei, let's talk seriously. What do you think of Zhang Kexiang?"

"I think Jungkexiang is like...a flower." Qi Lei put away his laughing expression, smoked cigarettes, and the fireworks were clearly extinguished, illuminating his face deep.

"A flower?" Zhenhua frowned.

"Yes, a flower, a wild chrysanthemum." Qi Lei said.

"Why is it a wild chrysanthemum?" Zhenhua was puzzled, not knowing where Qi Lei's metaphor came from.

"She came from outside, so she was wild. The chrysanthemums... were compared. The most common flower in our village is gardenia..." Qi Lei seemed very moved, and he combed his hair with his five fingers, looked at the night sky, and said in a daze:

"Gardenia is very fragrant, very big, very white, and very pure... Jungkexiang is also a flower, but it is only considered wild chrysanthemums. Although wild chrysanthemums also have fragrance, they cannot compare to the gardenias in our village. They cannot compare to, or compare to."

Zhenhua couldn't help but smile and blurted out, "Who is the gardenia?"

Qi Lei glared at Zhenhua: "Of course it's Xiulian!"

Zhenhua was stunned and felt a thud in his heart, as if he was hit by a sledgehammer!

Qi Lei sighed again and said, "How wonderful gardenias are, the flowers and trees are evergreen all year round. When the flowers bloom, you can smell the fragrance from afar. It is more fragrant than braised pork ribs, and more intoxicating than first-class white..."

"Sit down, I'm going to go back to sleep!" Zhenhua jumped off the brick pile, patted his butt and entered the room.

He didn't want to hear all the topics about Lu Xiulian!

Gardenia? Do you think of others as gardenia, and people think of you as dog tail grass, is it interesting?
Chapter completed!