"Isn't this nonsense! The girl is drunk? Come and eat vegetables." The

old party secretary put the vegetables in the bowl in front of her, looked at the uncertain expressions of the people around him, and whispered to Jian Qingtong in a low voice:

"The big collective You can't open your mouth about things, women have long hair and short knowledge, and the crime of destroying unity and destroying production is not a joke.

Jian Qingtong paid attention to everyone's expressions.

The old party secretary is getting old, and she has her own expectations, and other villagers may approve or oppose it.

The only thing she didn't expect was the reaction of Jane's family.

It's not just simple worry and cover up, they are willing to stand up in public to defend her.

Mr. Jian drank a cup of Laobaigan, his eyes narrowed so hot, he put down the cup and said slowly:

"Zhao Zhengyi, don't pretend to be confused, I don't believe you haven't thought about doing it alone. It's good for a big group, and everyone can eat it. It

's not the new society or the collective that is bad, but some people who are thick-skinned, take advantage of the collective, pluck socialist wool, work as a foreign worker, cheat, cheat, and eat a lot. The lack of work has dragged down the entire group. The

chairman and the others have finally built the country to be the master of the people and let the big guys live a good life. It is the word that Zhaodi said just now. What is common prosperity, not Raise a group of lazy people who don’t seek to make a living, and the big guys tighten their belts and starve together. We ordinary people have a bad life, and foreigners will not say that the second-rate people in such and such commune are not active in their work and do not work hard in farming. There is not enough grain to plant, which is a drag on the big collective; they will only say that the common people in China are lazy, lazy and poor; they say that the chairman of our country is not good enough to manage such a big Guo Jia, who has no ability to lead The common people have enough food and clothing to live a good life. The chairman is so wronged, how can this be the fault of the leaders?

This is called a piece of rat feces ruining a pot of porridge, not to mention that there are more than one or two lazy people, how many members of the whole commune are not working hard? What about the whole city? Then calculate the whole province and calculate the whole country plus one piece?

Too much lag! It is all supported by the backbone of a few advanced model workers. Even if their lives are lost, the results will not look good. It is necessary to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm for production. The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of every man. This is not a country where the chairman is alone. Each of us is the master of the new society, and we all have to contribute to our big family of the motherland. I think this self-financing is pretty good, it's like having more brothers split up. If you want to be lazy, you have to be hungry, and if you want to be full, you have to work hard. The natural life of not being lazy will become more and more prosperous. He talked a bit too much, picked up his granddaughter's full wine and drank it again, and then continued: "Furthermore, it's not that you don't recognize your parents when we split up the family, and we split the land, it's still our collective. People are the common people of our country. This is the family's own business, there is no need to make a fuss. Five fingers are not quite the same length. There are two or three more children who don't study well and want to be lazy. That's fine. Just teach another way. That is to say, our old thinking is that we are willing to put out a bunch of stupid energy every day, but we are not willing to use our brains. In fact, think about the outside world, do the workers in the factory earn wages by their own abilities? Do you earn more by doing more? Those who dare to mess around have been opened long ago, and there are many people who want to go up! If you think about recruiting brothers and their troops, it is also a matter of merit and deeds. If lice don't live on oneself, they don't know itching. Lazy donkeys don't know how to work without whipping them. People are lazy and don't grow crops in the fields. If each family is asked to do it alone, then the diligent and willing to work will naturally be able to live well, and those lazy bastards will not dare to cheat and play tricks in order to feed their stomachs, and they have to follow suit.

In this way, the total output of grain is only a lot more, which is no worse than what we are doing every day. The big guy is thinking, is this the reason? "

Jian Lingzhang opened it and smashed it to pieces.

He looked around leisurely, raised his mouth proudly, took the wine cup handed over by his granddaughter, and drank his neck. He was one of the few people in the village who knew words in the early years. Scholars are much better than those who are blind and blind. Zhao Zhengyi, the old boy, was still open to him when he was a child. Isn't it easy to fool a few words?

However, the granddaughter of Zhaodi is too daring, and he can't speak. On occasion, can this kind of words be said in public? Jing will bring disaster to the family.

He wondered, he had also held this child when he was born, and there was no back bone in the back of his head. Why did he suddenly change his temper and be so twisted What? When I

was a child, I was controlled too hard by my second wife and my wife. When I went out, I floated away, like a poor man getting rich. It's

hard to make a big deal!

But my brain is still smart. If you are not blind, he came out and made a round for her. When

you look back, you have to tell her two more words, the rafters in the early days will be rotten first, and the meat will be fragrant when stewed in the pot. The middle way is the foundation of standing, but you must be yourself Keep it up, or you will hurt others and yourself.

The old man wrote this down in his heart, and felt that this granddaughter acted radically and was not careful, but it was not a piece of mud that could not support the wall, but a good piece of wood that could be carved. Not bad.

Look at the granddaughter giving him a thumbs up respectfully, and the old man picking up the braised pork that was cooked to perfection with chopsticks. He is even more proud.

This granddaughter is willing to be taught and filial. Wow.

As a literate literate of the older generation, Mr. Jane's prestige in the village is not low. When he opened his mouth, no one refuted him, and he was still weighing his words repeatedly in his heart

. Ah.

If this can really be done alone, with more work, it will be beautiful!

Zhao Zhengyi glanced at the old uncle complainingly. Isn't this a problem for him.

Could he not know the benefits of going it alone? This is not allowed above.

There are stray dogs from the Revolutionary Committee who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Whoever dares to show a little bit will be stared at. If they don't tear off a piece of your flesh and don't let go, who dares to make trouble?

The production team is divided, who can understand it? There are too many small reports behind the scenes! If it weren't for him pressing down with the leadership team, the team would have been in chaos, and they would still be able to eat, drink, and go to work like this?

It is difficult to be a cadre without being a family, and it is even more difficult to be a cadre who wants to protect the people.

Zhao Zhengyi sighed, also raised his neck to dry a cup of white wine, wiped his mouth, got up and left.

"It's too short to eat people. I'm here for the banquet today. I didn't listen to what I said. When I go out this door, no one says I recognize it. I'm leaving.

" Putting chopsticks away is reluctant to leave.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mrs. Jane hurriedly smiled and persuaded everyone to continue eating and drinking, saying that the old man was drunk and talking nonsense, and the big guy should listen to his farts and don't take it seriously.

Jian Xinzhu got the reminder from the old lady's eyes, so she quickly recovered from her contemplation, and came to help the old man:

"Dad, you are drunk again. If you tell you that you can't drink, drink less. The liquor brought back by my brother has a high degree of alcohol, and you still have a glass. After drinking one cup after another, they are all talking nonsense." Mr.

Jian slumped in his younger son's arms in cooperation, and shouted inarticulately:

"Drink, continue to drink! I want to write an article for the chairman, and the chairman's poems are so well written. Ah, the scenery of the Northland, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow..."

"Okay, I know that you admire the chairman the most, you have to study quotations every day, can we go back to the house and continue to study?

" The voice of chanting also came from Dongli intermittently:

"Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, but now I'm stepping over from the beginning..."

Old lady Jian scolded with a sullen smile:

"This old man, in his dreams, wants to write a letter to the chairman, write a letter and tear up a letter, saying that his writing is not good, and it is not worth the precious time of the chairman, who is busy with every day, to look at it. Don't look at how much ink is in his stomach."

Being interrupted by her like this, the strange atmosphere in the room loosened up, and they all followed to praise the sincerity of the old man, and one day he would be able to write a good letter and send it to the chairman.

Jian Qingtong watched coldly, feeling a little chill in her heart.

Not for the family members and villagers who were trying to pretend to be confused, nor for the self who almost got into trouble, but the speechless bad situation at the moment.

Forget it, the time has not come, keep a low profile. Just wait for next year, next year will be fine.

Because Jian Qingtong holds the quota for recruiting workers into the factory, although she says that she prioritizes taking care of her own family, this is enough to show that she has the ability to recruit two batches, right?

The villagers with Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts have the most simple wisdom, no one took what happened just now seriously, and continued to flatter Jian Qingtong inside and out.

Jian Qingtong was in a bad mood and didn't want to socialize, so he simply followed his grandfather's way to get away drunk and returned to the room to rest.

After closing the door, the hustle and bustle outside seemed to be isolated from her, and Jian Qingtong calmed down and introspected.

She admitted that she was a little off.

Perhaps it was because of her confidence that everything went smoothly, or because of her deep contempt for the world of transmigration.

Literati is light, maybe she also has this problem?

Limited to the level of the original author, there are indeed many bugs in the original book world, such as the whimsical plot of asking a nanny, and a series of bold actions after Jian Qingmiao's rebirth, etc.

Of course, the plot after Jian Qingmiao's rebirth is not in the content of the original book. But since she dares to act recklessly like this, she must have her own judgment and reliance, that is her previous life experience, and that is the plot of the original book.

Based on Jian Qingmiao's performance, Jian Qingtong had the idea to follow suit and suggested Liu Dani sell food to earn some pocket money.

Who can say that it is wrong to follow the trend of a rebirth? Past life experience is their biggest golden finger, which should be the most reliable.

As a result, Jian Qingtong overturned.

It's not her fault, not even Jian Qingmiao's fault.

The fault can only be the author of the original book. The plot of the novel is not rigorous, which led to the flaws in Jian Qingmiao's golden finger after her rebirth, which indirectly brought her, a follower, into the pit.

In particular, the writing should also pay attention to the Basic Law, right? How much effort can be spent under more evidence? Even if all the settings are just for the plot, it can't be just for fun, right? The background is also very important, okay? No readers scold? If you are too lazy to scold, you will give negative points and give up the article, right?

Jian Qingtong felt sour in his heart. After two seconds of incompetence and fury, he had to admit sadly that even if the background setting was flawed, it must not hide the flaws, and there were other merits.

Can unpopular novels become a world of their own?

Can the female characters in the unpopular novels be reborn?

Can the unpopular fictional world self-correct and improve itself and gradually integrate with the real world?

can not!

Admit it, people are a big fire.

Maybe it is still the first gold resident, and it sells various adaptation copyrights. The typos in the book will be proofread and revised by a special verification staff. The bugs in the plot will also be supplemented by a special screenwriter. The original author may be signed by fans. Surrounded by water, all of them shouted sweetly, "My wife loves you more than my heart."

Oh no, she's so sour! Lemon fruit on the lemon tree, only me under the lemon tree.

Jian Qingtong puffed up her cheeks recklessly, letting the sourness in her heart turn her into a puffer fish ball.

It wasn't until her cheeks became sore that she suddenly opened her mouth to deflate.

Occasionally sour is enough, which is good for self-awareness, but it is not good to keep sour and become sour chicken. Life will definitely change taste, and there will be no more fun at all.

After repeatedly reminding himself to guard against arrogance and impatience, Jian Qingtong calmed down and decided to take care of the aftermath of his blunder.

She solemnly took out a small notebook and wrote one or two or three articles, not wanting to slap her forehead again. She shouldn't believe her stupid mouth, how could she be an improv player!

After much deliberation, Jian Qingtong regained her confidence, took a deep breath and pushed the door out. She quietly called her uncle over to help her see if the plan was feasible and if there was anything inappropriate that needed to be changed. Don't step on the thunder again.

Jian Xinzhu was still very tolerant towards his niece. He took over the book and read it in ten lines, his eyes lit up.

"Is this what you thought of just now?"

Jian Qingtong waited in earnest, and answered according to the lines that she had practiced several times in her heart just now:

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I'm just not sure about the big guy's attitude. I'm afraid that it won't be taken seriously if I bring it up rashly, and I'm also joked that I'm too pushy and careless, so I didn't dare to mention it.

I just wanted to test the big guy's meaning. , to see if you have the will and courage to seek innovation and change.

Our ancestors farmed the land and were used to eating from the soil; we have a large group as a guarantee, and we can fool the belly with more or less work, and our thinking is conservative. They are even proud of their eight generations of poor peasants; the

pink eye is still serious, and if someone is willing to think of ways to improve their lives, they will be regarded as speculative, and they are doing good things behind the scenes. In

such a big environment, I really dare not give any ideas , I don't have enough prestige.

Unlike on the other side of the army, the leaders are very enlightened, and the soldiers are very united and friendly. When I say anything, everyone is willing to seriously discuss and try to innovate and change.

Uncle, you have seen what happened just now, As far as the old party secretary's attitude is concerned, do you think it's appropriate for me to tell him this?"

Jian Qingtong pointed to the book in his hand and kicked the ball back.

Her words sounded a bit far-fetched, but if you really want to rely on her being a good-hearted person, it's almost meaningless.

But Jian Qingtong really tried her best, and she couldn't think of a better rhetoric for a while.

And according to what she has read in so many entertainment circles, the most important thing in crisis public relations is the golden three hours, and some say eight hours and twenty-four hours. In the end, the quicker the clarification, the better.

She put forward an idea first, let's see how the more sophisticated relatives can patch her up.

Jian Xinzhu wasn't stupid either. Hearing that, he looked up at his uneasy niece, nodded and said,

"Don't worry about this, leave it to me." He pointed at the

densely written notebook, giving her a reassurance:

"With this, it's okay!"

Jian Xinzhu took the notebook and went to the old man who pretended to be drunk in the east.

Jian Lingzhang was sitting alone in the room drinking Maotai secretly. He was not guilty of being caught by his younger son.

This wine is so fragrant, what should I do if I hook in those wine putty with dog noses? This wine is not enough for them!

Jian Xinzhu pushed the door in, handed over the notebook in his hand, and said in a nonchalant voice,

"Dad, look at this."

Jian Lingzhang tightened the bottle cap and re-fastened the red silk rope that tied the red card. There was still more than half of the bottle of wine left. The bottle was hidden under the bed, and then he took the book and squinted at the light. Greenhouse vegetables? Pan Taoyuan? Strawberry picking garden ?

Mackerel dumplings

?

I came up with the idea, and I was worried that no one would listen to her, so I wanted to test the attitude of the big guy.

Although Brother Justice didn't agree with his mouth just now, he still seemed to protect our family. No one else did. If you say anything against it, it may be that Zhaodi is basically satisfied, so he is willing to take this out.

My dear, who would have thought that it was just a smoke bow just now, and the latter is the real thing.

Dad, you said, if you didn't help Zhao just now If my brother speaks, or if the old party secretary and the others said a sentence or a half wrong, will you still take out this book of recruiting brother?"

Mr. Jian glanced at him, still pondering over his notebook, and didn't answer his words.

It's not obvious, if you don't believe others, they are still talking nonsense with you.