Old Qin Zhong, the political team leader of Team Two, sat on the brick bed on the National Day. He was calm and unhurried as he listened to National Day's account of his experience after returning to the village. The old man felt that his main mission here had been completed. Once he understood the real reason why he did not want a wife on National Day, he would have a plan in his heart. He was prepared to tell National Day's mother about this situation in a few days. As long as he saw a girl who was pleasing to his heart, he would let National Day meet her first. He finished the flower tea he made for him on National Day, left his horseshoe watch, and left satisfied.
For some reason, was it out of respect for the old man or gratitude? On the day of National Day, when the old man walked out of his cave, he quickly put down his work and helped the old man walk in the mud and drizzle until he was sent to the gate. After watching him walk away, he returned to his cave.
After returning to the cave, he sat in front of the table and picked up the horseshoe watch that Qin Zhong had given him. He took out a screwdriver and opened the back cover of the horseshoe watch. He carefully examined it. He wanted to make use of the free time on this rainy day to repair it as soon as possible so that the old man would not be anxious. At this moment, the door of his kiln was pushed open and someone walked in. Guo Qing looked up and was immediately shocked. Why was he here? He could not believe his eyes. Guess who? It turned out to be Guo Zhenshan, the branch secretary of the brigade. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was standing in front of National Day with a smile. To be honest, Guo Xing was stunned when he saw the unexpected guest who suddenly appeared in front of him. He thought, What's wrong with him? How could he come to my house in such weather, braving the drizzle, ignoring the mud and slippery road? What can I do for you? Haven't you and your precious daughter made this honest and straightforward young man suffer? At that very first moment, Guo Qing really didn't even want to look at him. However, it was often said that a good dog would not bite its doorman. Besides, he was an old man after all. He was of the same generation as his father. He was also the head of Green Pine Ridge. No matter what, he could not embarrass him, let alone offend him. He was just a young man who had just returned to the village without any foundation. Why should he make things difficult for others? Wasn't he deliberately looking for trouble? He didn't have time to exchange pleasantries. He pulled open the drawer and took out a box of Bailan cigarettes. He stuffed it into Guo Zhenshan's hand and said,"Secretary Guo, quickly sit down. What brings you to my humble house today?”She then went to make tea for him.
Guo Zhenshan took the cigarette with a smile and carefully looked at the dancing egret on the cigarette box. Then, he took out a cigarette from the box with a smile. He pinched out the end of the cigarette and deftly connected the half cigarette in his hand to the cigarette. Then, he put it in the corner of his mouth. In the smoke, he squinted one of his eyes. Smoking was a hobby that he had developed over the years as a cadre. It was also a unique style of his, especially when he needed to show his dignity. For many years, although he always smoked those inferior green leaves or train cigarettes that cost more than ten cents per box, no matter how good or bad the cigarettes were, as long as they were smoking, no matter when, his lips never left the smoking cigarettes. At this moment, he was immersed in the pleasure of the stimulation of the antagonist, and he felt proud of himself. He was still smiling, not prepared to speak. It wasn't until National Day that a cup of hot tea was handed to him. He slowly put his lips close to the teacup and took a sip. "Guoqing, it's been a while since you came back to the village. Are you used to it?"”
"Secretary Guo, I'm used to it. I was born in the countryside, so how can I not be used to it?”Guo Qing said with a smile.
"National Day, don't keep calling me 'secretary' or 'secretary' in the future. You should call me uncle. When we were working together, I worked together with your dad. When the elementary society was established, I was the president and your dad was the accountant. Your dad was honest and reliable, so I was willing to work with him.”
"My dad always said that you think highly of him.”Guo Qing still didn't understand why he came to his house today.
"I also heard from many members of the second team that you're very serious and responsible for the team's matters. You even found time to do a lot of good things for the villagers. "I came here today to discuss something with you. I want you to be an accountant in the brigade's sideline team and take care of our brigade's affairs. That sideline team is a place for our brigade to earn money. We can't do without a good butler.”
"Guo Zhishu, I'm afraid I can't do it. The production team's matters are so simple that I can't even handle them all.”
"Sigh, this child, you don't understand! It was just that the money handled there was a little more. It was actually simpler than the production team's accountant. Moreover, there was full-time production there. You didn't have to go to the fields to carry the sun. There were people who ran errands! It's none of your business. No matter if it was a breeding farm, a flower factory, or a transportation team, there would be a manager. You would be a manager there. As long as you kept the accounts and managed the money well, you would be able to make connections outside and clear the accounts. Many people fought to go, but I didn't agree.”
"Uncle, you have good intentions. I completely understand that you think highly of me. "I think it's better if I work in the second team for a period of time and fumble around before going to the side team. When I go, I'll work hard under your specific leadership. I definitely won't embarrass you! At that time, I will take the initiative to look for you. What do you think? Uncle!"
"Oh! Alright, alright, I didn't see wrongly. You're young, but your vision is quite far-sighted. I'll do as you say. In the future, if you have any problems, you can directly look for me. I am also a person who loves talents!”As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. He chatted with the National Day couple about the current situation in the country and the unprecedented "cultural revolution". He asked,"National Day, how long do you think this campaign can last?”Later, he asked," On National Day, the Soviet Union has been causing trouble at the border. Do you think they will really fight?”
Guo Qing knew that he was just trying to make conversation, so he said,""Uncle, you're either running outside or holding meetings in the county. You stand high and see far. We're either working in the fields or digging in the tunnels every day. How can we know that?”
He only left after he finished the cup of tea and took another white egret cigarette. He only felt relaxed after seeing him out of the door on National Day.
When he returned home on National Day, he wanted to repair Qin Zhong's watch, but he felt that he had lost the mood. He poured a glass of water and drank it while recalling the conversation between Guo Zhenshan and himself.
In fact, there was nothing wrong with being an accountant in the sideline team. There was nothing he could not do there. But he didn't want to go. It wasn't because Guo Zhenshan ruined his plan to become a soldier or Guo Zhuye rejected his proposal. He was deliberately going against Guo Zhenshan. Instead, it was because he had heard his father say on National Day," Guo Zhenshan was a " smiling tiger ". He always had a smile on his face, but he always liked to do things in his stomach. This person should not be made friends with. He had also heard his uncle Shang Wenzhong say to him, This person was too selfish, too sinister, and too slippery. One had to be careful when working with him. When he heard Guo Zhenshan say that he wanted to join the sideline team, he immediately felt like he was going into the tiger's den or was in cahoots with him. Therefore, he had politely declined his "good intentions" without hesitation. Even though he left with a smile, it was unknown what he was thinking. Who cares? He couldn't afford to offend such a person. It was better to hide far away.
Although Guo Qing had made a firm decision not to join the main team's sideline team, he did not understand Guo Zhenshan's real intention of coming to his house and asking him to join the sideline team.
Ever since Zhong Guoqing became the accountant of the second team, Guo Zhenshan had been constantly hearing the reactions of the villagers. Everyone praised Zhong Guoqing for being so responsible and capable. When he heard this, he immediately felt as if he had eaten a fly. He was very uncomfortable. Back then, when Zhong Guoqing did not become a soldier, he told others that he had made up his mind to work in the village for the rest of his life. Guo Zhenshan's heart began to pound. There was culture on National Day, and there was a certain mass foundation among the members. It was inevitable that one day, it would form a climate in the village. At that time, he would be old and unable to be a cadre. Zhong Guoqing might become the head of the Green Pine Ridge. At that time, if Guoqing found out that he was the one who had caused trouble for him and ruined his plan to become a soldier, how would he be able to face him? After thinking about it, it was better to rope him in now and give him some benefits. Let him let go of his past grudges and even become his right-hand man. Wouldn't that be a good thing? Therefore, on this rainy day, she lowered her pride and came to the National Day house to see his reaction. Although Zhong Guoqing was soft but firm, and tactfully rejected his kind invitation, he was not disappointed. He felt that he had already expressed his good intentions to Zhong Guoqing. Even if he did not want to go, he would not have any bad feelings towards him. This achieved his goal.
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