Otherwise, men are teenagers until death, regardless of age, they are full of interest in the topic of women.

"Yeah, it looks pretty good."

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Han Zhaokun said enviously with an ambiguous smile on his face: "It must be a cultural person. He can get involved with these movies. For those of us who are a native of the movie, we can only watch movies to satisfy our cravings."

Han Zhaokun's words are not nice, but they are very real.

In contrast, Hao Jianjun's performance was more appropriate. Although his eyes showed interest, he did not ask Zhang Yu about the topic, but asked about the capital.

People who are in politics always have inexplicable feelings for the capital.

He heard that He Ping had never been to Tiananmen Square before, and he said with some disappointment: "How can you not go to Tiananmen Square after finally going to Beijing? You kid won't just go to Beijing to see the beautiful little girl, right?"

"Where are you following, you've never had time. Besides, there's only a big square, and there's nothing to visit."

He Ping is the kind of person who has no feelings or plots, and to him it is an ordinary big square.

"Then are the actresses you selected for the movie later? Are there any more Zhang Yu?" Han Zhaokun asked persistently.

Well, tonight is the topic of actresses.

"It's okay. I'm a student from Beijing Theatre Academy and a girl who has just entered her sophomore year."

"That's meaningless, it's better than Zhang Yu."

He Ping understood that what Han Zhaokun said was good is that it has mature charm. To put it more vulgarly, it is that it has fashionable dressing and a graceful figure.

Hao Jianjun couldn't help but sarcastically said, "You guy can't think of something healthy in your mind."

Han Zhaokun shouted, "Why am I unhealthy? I just think they are good-looking, and this is not illegal. Besides, if they are not healthy, He Ping is unhealthy. It's not that I'm having dinner or shopping with other actresses."

"Go, don't talk nonsense."

I dare not say this nonsense. What does it mean to eat or go shopping with other actresses, and how to innocence are tainted out of thin air? It is just that people thank themselves for their life-saving grace.

It's really a dirty person who wants dirty things, he~tui!

The three of them drank until midnight and had a great time chatting. He Ping fell asleep in a dizzy way.

The next morning, when He Ping woke up, he was the only one left in the room.

He Ping washed up and went downstairs to check out. The waiter at the guesthouse told him that Stationmaster Hao asked him to wake up and go to the station to find him.

He Ping didn't know Hao Jianjun's intention, so he looked for it with his back.

"I forgot to tell you last night that your chicken farm came to deliver eggs this morning. I guess it will be here in a while. Then you can go back with them."

So that's the case, He Ping agreed happily.

Sure enough, at around 10 o'clock in the morning, an Oriental Red Tractor drove to the yard of the freight section of the railway station.

South Korea drove aid to North Korea, and Han Zhaojun escorted the car, followed by two young men from the team.

"Zhao Jun!" He Ping shouted Han Zhaojun from afar.

Han Zhaojun looked up at He Ping, his face full of surprise, "Brother He Ping!"

He ran forward with his long legs, ran to He Ping before stopping, "Are you back?"

"I'm back. I arrived last night and stayed in the guesthouse for one night. Brother Jianjun said you are here to deliver eggs today and let me wait here to go back with you."

Han Zhaojun never stopped seeing the smile on He Ping's face, "It's so nice that you're back. Everyone misses you very much."

"I have been leaving for more than a month, and I didn't expect to go there for so long, and I finally came back."

Uncle Aiding Korea and two young men in the team also came up to say hello to He Ping. Everyone was very happy about He Ping's return.

After a few words, the few people stopped talking. Today is here to deliver eggs and not delay the main business.

The staff of the freight section helped them unload and load the goods, and worked hard for more than an hour.

Han Zhaojun and his friends were so tired that they were sweating profusely. Uncle Ai Chao rushed to start the tractor in a hurry.

"Uncle Aiding Korea, don't worry, take a break before leaving." He Ping said.

"It's okay, the weather is warm, it's just a little wind to make you sweat."

So He Ping followed Han Zhaojun and the two young men in the team onto the tractor board and drove towards Hantun staggeringly.

When he arrived at Hongqi Commune, He Ping asked Uncle Yuanchao to stop and jump out of the car, "You guys go back first, I'll go back by myself later."

"It's okay, we'll wait for you for a while."

He Ping walked into the commune post office and saw his tall and outstanding girlfriend lowering her head and sorting out the newspapers.

He walked over quietly and asked, "Comrade, do you sell your wives here? I want to buy one."

Mao Chunhua was lowering her head to sort out the newspapers and magazines. This sentence came from her ears. She instinctively wanted to refute it. She was so crazy.

Then she realized who the owner of the voice was. She raised her head in disbelief and immediately smiled like a spring flower, with great surprise.

"Ah! Are you back?"

He Ping spread his arms and smiled on his face, "He's back!"

When Mao Chunhua saw He Ping spread his arms and plunged into his arms like a titty swallow plunged into the forest.

He Ping hugged the beauty in his arms and felt the long-lost warmth and softness.

"Do you think of me?"

"Yes!" Mao Chunhua buried her head in He Ping's chest and nodded constantly.

A small separation is better than a newlywed.

The two were in a passionate relationship and met again for more than a month after they were separated. There were inevitably endless topics. The colleagues next to them followed suit and Mao Chunhua blushed.

He Ping found Mao Chunhua's leader. After the two exchanged greetings, He Ping asked Mao Chunhua for leave, "Director, Chunhua feels a little uncomfortable today. I'll ask you for leave for her."

The director had a smile that I knew about, "If you feel uncomfortable, go home quickly and have a good rest."

The emphasis is on the word "rest", there is nothing wrong with it.

After getting the director's side, He Ping pulled his girlfriend and left.

"What are you doing?"

"Wait until I get home." He Ping pulled his girlfriend onto the tractor without saying a word.

The tractor returned to Hantun all the way. As soon as he entered the team, someone saw He Ping on the tractor.

"Yo! He Ping is back?"

"Hey, I'm back."

"The great writer is back? You've been leaving for a long time."

"Yes, it's delayed."

"Let's go back and sit down at your house and tell us about the matter in Shanghai."

"Sit at home when you have time."

...

He Ping greeted the members of the team all the way. The long-lost local accent made him feel a little moved. It was still comfortable to stay at home, and he felt kind just by listening to people.

The tractor drove to the gate of He Ping's house, and Han Zhaojun and others helped He Ping move his luggage into the house.

During the period when He Ping left, Han Zhaojun had been living in He Ping's house. Xiao Zhu'er was too young and needed someone to take care of her. The kid from Han Zhaoshe occasionally came to join in the fun.

After moving the things, Han Zhaojun said, "Brother He Ping, then you take a break first, we'll leave first."

With Mao Chunhua here, he even has more words to say to He Ping, and he has to wait for the future.

"Okay, let's talk about anything tomorrow."
Chapter completed!