The weather is very good today. The rising sun is rising, and the courtyard of Songzhuzhai is dyed golden. The ocean of flowers and plants suddenly comes alive. The layers of red, white, yellow and green flowers and plants are like embellishments on the earth.
A thick tapestry spreads out gracefully into the distance
It is already the last few days of October. Autumn is already late autumn. Although the colors in the nursery are thinner, they are becoming more intense. The chrysanthemums are blooming the most lively, and the nursery is filled with brilliant yellow. Bonsai
Shi Shiran held out a piece of elegance; National Day chrysanthemums, wild chrysanthemums, daisies, marigolds, aster, and pansies were piled up heroically to create a bright and beautiful display; the precious "green peony" was the most naughty, although it belongs to the Asteraceae family, but it is still in the
This brilliant yellow is dotted with a few clusters of light green, like yellow
The pearls on the carpet are like stars beside the scorching sun; the charming "West Lake Willow Moon" rises and sets as brightly as the bright moon over the water, making people think of the quiet lake, the beautiful scenery of the silky willows and the bright moon in the sky. After the flowers bloom,
The corolla hangs down like a sunflower facing the sun, but it is also different from other chrysanthemums.
Early in the morning, Xue Xiang summoned Mr. An to Songzhuzhai. He knew that the old man must have encountered another problem. During these days, he had praised the old man many times and he was sure to do what he said. The old man now expressed his gratitude to him.
Full of confidence, encounter Ding Dian
He would also use his brain to solve problems without thinking that he would be unable to do anything. Since they met, Xue Xiang had given him too many surprises. If the old man had seen Doraemon, he might have thought that Xue Xiang was too rich.
A: Transformed in a dream, you get whatever you want.
At this time, Xue Xiangren came, but the "Nobita" who summoned Doraemon was gone. Instead, the An brothers were all at home. Xue Xiang accompanied An Zaihai and An Zaijiang.
They started chatting. It was not until half past ten that Mr. An walked into the main room with great strides.
"Old man, what you have done is extremely unethical. How can you treat guests and leave them alone and ask them to wait? You have to ask around the city to see if your approach is unique.
"My share." The old man hasn't yet
After sitting down, Xue Xiang began to speak. Recently, his conversations with the old man had become more and more carefree, teasing and joking were commonplace. The old man did not feel dissatisfied at all, but rather enjoyed it, which made the An brothers secretly marvel.
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"What kind of guest do you think you are? At the most recent level, you are my old man's grandson. At the most distant level, you are one of my old man's soldiers. Do you need any more reason to call you? You are the sign of Anban.
It's all for nothing, is there such a beautiful thing in the world?" The old man was not willing to show weakness and hit the point directly. Xue Xiang did still have something to worry about.
He has never been to the staff sign that he has never worked for a day, and he has never even been to the place where he works - the J committee compound. He knows that this sign is just an amulet given to him by the old man, plus a bridle in disguise to restrain him.
, other than that, it’s of no use, who knows, the old man brought this room out to talk about something now.
"Old man, if you are unreasonable, I can't do anything to you. We are juniors. Why are you calling me here this time? Could it be that you want to invite me to carry out a massacre again?" Xue Xiang said at the corner of his mouth.
Pulling it up towards the cheeks, a pair of dark eyes rolled around.
"Who wants to play chess with you? Old man, I have just had enough of it. I killed the old leader so hard that he is probably still climbing up the grid on the chessboard at this moment. Play with you? You think so!"
When it came time to play chess, the old man was scratched. Early this morning, he won happily.
"Old chief? Who is it?" Xue Xiang was a little curious. Mr. An was probably the only one who could still be called chief.
"Other than Commander Situ, who else deserves to be called the leader, you silly boy!" After the old man finished speaking, he snorted.
"Oh, it turns out it's his old man. Looking at you, could it be that you have won?"….
"What? My old man doesn't want to win for once. To tell you the truth, if this kid isn't old and his brains are not so bright, then ten or eight of you like you won't be enough to watch at all."
After the old man said something, everyone burst into laughter.
Lao Wang came in with a teapot from the side door and refilled the tea for everyone. Xue Xiang stood up and thanked him, then turned to General An and said, "Old man, seeing how energetic you are today, we have gained a lot this time?"
The old man squinted his eyes while drinking tea and ignored him. An Zaihai took over the conversation and said with a smile: "According to the old man's words, your boy is worthy of being a great monkey when he is still alive. You are the best in the world, thanks to your compliments several times.
Our ship has not capsized." Today he has resumed his slick old playboy attire, and now his demeanor is clear and dignified, quite a bit like a high-ranking official.
An Zaihai praised it, and then said: "Our harvest this time is indeed not small. I won't talk about the scattered gains. I will just talk about the fat meat that was offered to me and the third child over there. This time the old man asked you to come over.
Mainly I want to hear your opinion, haha, I think this is a good thing, nothing worth thinking about. That's it, the chief officer of the Ministry of Light Industry was released to me, and the officer of the 17th Army was given to the third child.
"Wei, I've torn off a piece of fat this time, which is a big investment. Haha, boy Xue, look at your second uncle, I'm happy to accept it." An Zaihai was very proud, and Xue Xiang tried to turn the tide several times.
He now fully recognizes Xue Xiang's status as a think tank and feels that this guy's intelligence is not inferior to his own (that's what Mr. An Da thinks, don't criticize me). He doesn't think he will lose his status if he joins forces with him.
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After An Zaihai finished speaking, he took out another gold-painted folding fan from somewhere and shook it proudly. An Zaijiang and Lao Wang have similar temperaments. They prefer silence to movement. They sit on the chair with their backs straight and stare at each other.
Xue Xiang seemed to want to read some clues from his face. An Zaijiang was not as scheming as his second brother An Zaihai. He knew that his strength lay in fighting and killing.
He is not interested in these games on zz. However, this does not prevent him from admiring Xue Xiang, a genius with amazing judgment in zz. He really wants to know what Xue Xiang thinks about the conditions offered there.
Because he had a vague feeling that what he had gained this time was a little too much. If anything goes wrong, there must be a monster. This old saying has been passed down from generation to generation, and he still remembers it firmly.
Xue Xiang took a sip of tea and secretly glanced at the old man from the top of the tea cup, only to see the old man glaring at him. He hurriedly put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "I was so lost in thought just now. Don't blame me, uncle, it's definitely not the case.
You're just being pretentious." He first defended himself.
He defended his behavior of being silent for a long time, and then said again: "It is certainly a good thing that the second uncle and third uncle have been promoted to a higher level. However, there are several kinds of good things. The first one is only beneficial to oneself.
things; the second one is beneficial to oneself and beneficial to others.
There are things that are good for people; the third type is things that are good for oneself but bad for others. Second uncle, I think this good thing should belong to the second type, which is good for us but more good for others.
However, this other person may incarnate at any time
If we are enemies, then it is not a good thing for us." Although Xue Xiang's words were a bit difficult to pronounce, everyone understood them clearly. Only the handsome old man An was still a little confused, and he vaguely heard that Xue Xiang was not
I agree, but I'm not sure.
Seeing An Zaihai staring directly at him, Xue Xiang continued to explain to him: "Second uncle, in my opinion, the Minister of Light Industry and the ZCommittee of the 17th Army are just peaches whose names do not deserve their reality.
Of course, I'm not saying that these two positions have no power, but at the moment, your deputy director of the Communication Department and your third uncle's armored division commander are
The location is even more important. The propaganda outlet must be the main battlefield in the future, and the commander of the armored division is a strong security guarantee. Exchanging name for reality, they have a good plan." After Xue Xiang finished speaking, he gently knocked on the tea lid.
, it seems to be an inadvertent action while drinking water, but it is actually a reminder to the stunned handsome man An to maintain his image...
Mr. An nodded with a smile and glanced at Xue Xiang with a rare look of approval. In fact, the old man also felt a little admiration in his heart; An Zaijiang had long admired Xue Xiang's ability to speak clearly and hit the mark.
He bowed to the ground, and at this moment, he even gave Xue Xiang a thumbs up; Lao Wang nodded like a soy sauce idiot as usual, as if these words had won my heart.
An Zaihai slapped his palm on the table and stood up with a hesitant look on his face. He seemed to be very angry that he had been fooled. Suddenly, he laughed again and walked to Xue Xiang and hugged him.
He patted his shoulder but said nothing. Then, he straightened his clothes and stared at Xue Xiang with his intense eyes, as if to say, "Wei Xiang and Haier are the heroes in the world."
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"The scenery of the North is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness. The rivers up and down suddenly lose their torrents. Silver snakes dance in the mountains, and wax figures ride on the ground, hoping to compete with the gods. **, attracting countless heroes
It is a pity that the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty lost their literary talent in martial arts, the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty were less elegant, and Genghis Khan, the genius of the generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot big eagles. They are all gone. Let’s count the famous figures. Let’s look at the present day.
"The child's voice was tender and crisp, and a song "Qinyuan Chun. Snow" was recited by the little guy, which made Xue Xiang nod frequently. After reciting it, the little guy turned his head and said to Xue Xiang behind him: "Big guy, look.
I am smart, and I only read such a long poem a few times before memorizing it." The little guy stood in the corridor, tilted his head, and looked at Xue Xiang, as if begging for praise.
This was the first snow in 1977. As to whether it came a little later than the one in 1976, Xue Xiang didn't know. Even if the original young man were to answer, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to tell the reason because it was too complicated.
Small, too natural. The young man is not a farmer, so how could he remember this? Just three days after New Year's Day, a blanket of heavy snow fell from the sky, and the world in the ancient capital became completely white overnight.
ps: It is difficult for this book to satisfy everyone's taste. Some people say that after the fight, they will not read it again. Isn't the career of the stubborn master just a matter of these brats? If there is a conflict, who will not punch each other?
The truth? Well, if you don’t like watching fighting, just endure it for more than ten chapters, and you won’t know how to fight when you become an official. Some people say that they are annoyed by the procrastination of family dramas. I’m sorry, this kind of warmth is what Jiangnan is trying to show. This
It's nostalgia
There is no limit to the books that don’t know YY. In 1976, Xue Xiang couldn’t do anything. Fortunately, this chapter is already in 1977. Some people say that the chapter names are chosen because they have no desire to read. I am really speechless about this. Of course, there are also people who say that
I like this style, and I finally understand what it means that it is difficult for everyone to agree. I have no solution, so I will write my heart out by hand. For those who are impatient for this book, I will search for something else first, and I will say something carelessly. After a round, you