Jiang Hua was immersed in writing a letter to Zheng Tong. Zheng Weiqing was lying on the bed and looking through the leader's instructions that made him stumble. The guy accidentally glanced and discovered that Jiang Hua was writing a letter.
So he quietly moved towards Jiang Hua. He slept on the upper bunk, where he could peek at what Jiang Hua was writing.
But he forgot that the beds in the dormitory were all old bunk beds, and they would squeak incessantly if they were moved slightly.
As soon as Jiang Hua turned his head, he saw Zheng Weiqing stretching his head and peeking over to peek at the letter he was writing. Moreover, he was discovered and the guy was not embarrassed at all.
Jiang Hua asked: "Does it look good?"
This guy said shamelessly: "Jiang Hua, don't be ungrateful. Let me help you see if you have written anything that you shouldn't have written."
Jiang Hua sneered and said, "Then you are tired."
Zheng Weiqing also heard Jiang Hua's unkind tone, pointed at Jiang Hua and said: "Jiang, don't give me any weird thoughts. Don't think that I don't know that Chen Hai is under your instructions. Don't give me any clues, otherwise I will
I will knock you down directly and you will never be able to stand up again."
At this time, they were the only two people in the dormitory. Jiang Hua pinched Zheng Weiqing's neck and lifted him off the upper bunk.
"I usually disdain a clown like you, but don't touch your face. Just because I don't want to touch you doesn't mean I can't touch you. In such a big capital, it's not unusual to have one or two people missing."
Zheng Weiqing's face turned red when Jiang Hua pinched him. He was really frightened. After all, he weighed 130 to 40 pounds. Jiang Hua could lift him up with one hand. What kind of power was this? His eyes were opened.
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As soon as Jiang Hua let go, Zheng Weiqing fell to the ground. He said in panic: "How dare you kill me?"
Jiang Hua said lightly: "What can't be killed? It's just one less person. And do you think that with your popularity, someone will care about you disappearing?"
Zheng Weiqing could hear the coldness in Jiang Hua's tone, and coupled with Jiang Hua's strange power, he was really scared.
Bang bang bang bang, Zheng Weiqing gave himself a few mouthfuls in succession, knelt on the ground and said: "Master Hua, please give me a way to survive. I will never hit you in the future if you point east."
Jiang Hua raised three fingers and said: "We have only been classmates together for three years. Please be more honest with me. After three years, if you go out and make trouble, I will not hesitate to ignore you."
Jiang Hua also emphasized: "In three years, if you can resist being a monster, please give me your guarantee."
Zheng Weiqing gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I definitely can."
Seeing that he was so obedient, Jiang Hua patted his face and said, "If you can, then study hard. The organization asks you to study, but don't let the organization down."
Zheng Weiqing obediently climbed onto the bed, picked up the leader's instructions and read them. It would be perfect if his hands didn't tremble.
Jiang Hua put the letter into an envelope and sealed it, and went out to mail it on Sunday. At this time, people from the dormitory came back one after another.
It was quiet in the dormitory. Everyone knew Zheng Weiqing's virtues. If you could not talk in the dormitory, try not to talk, so as not to be picked on by this guy.
Everyone felt strange today because Zheng Weiqing didn't make any trouble. In the past, he would make three-foot waves even if there was no wind. Why didn't he make any waves today?
What everyone didn't expect was that Zheng Weiqing didn't cause trouble for a week, which made everyone very happy. Even the professor felt happy when he was giving lectures.
Everyone thought that Zheng Weiqing had suddenly woken up, because this guy had nothing to do but memorize vocabulary words and read textbooks in the dormitory. This had never happened before. The prodigal son will not be able to get back his money in return.
In the foreign language department exam in mid-October, Jianghua's class's scores were far ahead. Even Zhang Dongfang could speak fluent Trump-flavored English for simple conversations.
The last one, of course, was Zheng Weiqing. This guy didn't have a high degree of education. He only went to junior high school for one year, and his foreign language proficiency was only at the vocabulary level. He was named and criticized by the school leaders, so all the classmates except him were very happy.
"Student Jiang Hua from the Department of Foreign Languages, classmate Jiang Hua from the Department of Foreign Languages, someone is looking for me at the school gate."
Jiang Hua was making a small stove for his brothers in the dormitory and tutoring on their homework. Even Zheng Weiqing was lying on the bed, stretching his neck to listen, when the school loudspeaker rang.
Jiang Hua couldn't figure out who would come to school to look for him. Kui Yong should be at work today, and those uncles and uncles were not busy and would only look for him if they had something to do or on holidays.
Jiang Hua put down the book in his hand and said, "You should study by yourself first. I'll go to the door and have a look."
Jiang Hua walked into the communication room and asked, "Who is looking for me?"
Then he saw a strong man sitting on the chair in the communication room. Jiang Hua said in surprise: "Director Du, why are you here?"
The visitor was Director Du from Miyou County. He was looking at Jiang Hua with a smile.
Director Du smiled and said: "Thanks to you, I came to the capital to attend the meeting. Our county's food work has reached a new level this year. The organization asked me to report on the work, so I came here to see you first."
"Thank you, Director Du, for your concern."
Director Du: "Jiang Hua, how are your life and studies lately?"
"It's good. It would be even better if you came to see me."
Director Du smiled and said: "As a comrade, you are always good at saying nice things, but I have to be worthy of your kind words. I have brought you a gift, Xiao Zhang, take out the gift."
The considerate secretary who was so flattered by Director Du struggled to pick up an old-fashioned suitcase made of bamboo strips.
Xiao Zhang said with a smile: "This is a great gift. The director and I were almost exhausted along the way."
Director Du signaled Jiang Hua to open the box, and then said: "The hundred apple trees you planted have produced fruit. The villagers have selected the largest and reddest apples from each tree and want to mail them to you as a gift. I just want to go to the capital. Chang
Please leave it to me if it’s expensive, I’m really tired along the way.”
Jiang Hua opened the box and wrapped each apple in paper first, then wrapped it well in wheat straw and placed it in the box. The gaps were filled with wheat straw to prevent collision.
Director Du said: "The fruits from the fifty trees you pruned are big and sweet, and the rest are not that interesting. Chang Gui said that they will all prune them next year, and they plan to buy hundreds of saplings to plant them next year.
, I support this, why can Luochuan produce apples, but our rice oil cannot produce good apples? I want others to talk about rice oil in the future, not only mother-in-law, but also apples."
He smiled and said: "Where there is a will, there is a way. I think from now on, we, Miyou, are the hometown of apples in the northwest. We cannot let Luochuan excel in its beauty."
Director Du happily patted Jiang Hua, burst into laughter, and then said, "You've given us a good start. I'm very confident."
