The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

"I heard that the self-flowing friend who often came to play with you has joined the Red Star Factory to work?" Aunt Qiao looked at Tu Ziqiang expectantly, "Just that little girl with dimples on her smile..."

"It's not at the Red Star Factory, it's at the Red Star Mutual Aid..." Tu Ziqiang instantly understood what Aunt Qiao's appeal was, "It's a big collective, there is no establishment."

"Big group," Aunt Qiao was a little disappointed, she lowered her head and then raised her head to ask, "Are you tired from the work? What kind of work are you doing?"

"I'm not tired, I just need to be busy..." Tu Ziqiang rubbed his chin and looked at Aunt Qiao, "Auntie, doesn't my sister Chunyan have a plan? I remember it was in the bath?"

"Hey, if there is a way, there is a way," Aunt Qiao muttered, "but a big girl plays with her stinky feet all day long..."

Aunt Qiao lowered her head and raised her eyes to peep at Tu Ziqiang.

"Aunt Qiao, I can handle my sister's transfer," Tu Ziqiang said sincerely, "But if you want to weave, you can only transfer to the Red Star Factory, work..."

Tu Ziqiang shook his head repeatedly.

"Aunt Qiao, do you understand?" Tu Ziqiang looked at her sincerely.

"Understood! Understood!" Aunt Qiao smiled all over her face, "But I remember that you, the first secretary, have a good relationship with your father..."

"Yes, my deputy director was also promoted by Secretary Bao," Tu Ziqiang spread his hands, and continued, "But to be honest, the matter of Chun Yan'er's sister is another level..."

"Understood! Understood!" Aunt Qiao nodded hurriedly.

Tu Ziqiang smiled, did not continue talking, and did not urge Aunt Qiao.

"Can you arrange something easier for the mutual aid club?" Aunt Qiao raised her head and asked, "Surely there is no arrangement?"

"There must be no organization now," Tu Ziqiang pursed his lips. "It's hard to say whether there will be an organization in the future, and how long this unit will exist!"

"Oh..." Aunt Qiao lowered her head.

"Do you think this is okay?" Tu Ziqiang smiled slightly, and Aunt Qiao raised her head.

"The establishment is in the Red Star Factory, and then I seconded my sister to the mutual aid agency..." Tu Ziqiang waved his hand lightly, "In this way, we have the establishment, and the work is not tiring."

"Is it difficult?" Aunt Qiao laughed from ear to ear.

"It's a matter of one sentence!" Tu Ziqiang waved his hand, "But there is one thing..."

"What?" Aunt Qiao's smile froze on her face.

"In case, I mean in case," Tu Ziqiang deliberately paused, "in case the mutual aid society is gone, and I can't arrange light work at the Red Star Factory, then my sister has to..."

Tu Ziqiang made a posture of carrying a log.

"Do you have to carry logs?" Aunt Qiao hesitated.

"Work hard to hold the saw..." Tu Ziqiang stopped talking after finishing this.

"Then, Qiangzi? Is it okay if I go home and discuss it with the old man?" Aunt Qiao Kaba rolled her eyes, "Is it delaying things?"

"There's no need to discuss it! I'll go!"

Before Tu Ziqiang could speak, a crisp young girl came.

"Brother Qiangzi, I'll go!"

A typical big girl from the Northeast pulled open Tu Ziqiang's broken door and stood there, with a ray of sunlight slanting across the girl's hair behind her...

"This child!" Aunt Qiao raised her eyes, "When did you learn to eavesdrop on what adults say!"

"Mom, I don't play with my feet!" Qiao Chunyan pouted, with two dimples on her face, "I don't play with my feet when I carry wood!"

"Qiangzi, let's go back and discuss with her father first..." Aunt Qiao rushed forward, grabbed the vigorous Qiao Chunyan with one hand, turned her head and asked Tu Ziqiang cautiously, "We won't delay the matter if we discuss it. right?"

"No delay, anytime!" Tu Ziqiang smiled freely.

"I can discuss it with my dad!" Qiao Chunyan shook Aunt Qiao's hand and trotted over.

"I'm looking for a job and listen to me, Brother Qiangzi, please!" Qiao Chunyan bowed suddenly, and the braid behind her back was swung with a gust of wind, and it hit Tu Ziqiang's face with a slap.

Tu Ziqiang subconsciously covered his face with a cry...

"You son of a bitch!" Aunt Qiao hurried over, supported Tu Ziqiang and asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Tu Ziqiang rubbed his eyes and waved his hands again and again.

Qiao Chunyan's face was flushed and she was a little shy...

"You go home and cook!" Aunt Qiao turned her head and gave her daughter a fierce look, her fingers stretched out straight...

"Mom..." Qiao Chunyan leaned against the door frame pitifully and refused to leave.

"Ancestor! You are my ancestor!" Aunt Qiao looked helpless.

"Thank you Brother Qiangzi, thank you Mom!"

Qiao Chunyan threw down two words of thanks, and the person disappeared in a flash...

"Damn girl, you don't have any energy to calm down..." Aunt Qiao shook her head helplessly, and naturally stuffed a handkerchief bag into Tu Ziqiang's hand, "Qiangzi, mothers, just go home and wait for the letter." It's time..."

"Auntie, what are you doing..." Tu Ziqiang grabbed Aunt Qiao's arm with a serious face.

"You must rely on human feelings to do things, this..." Aunt Qiao blushed a little.

"You don't have to rely on favors," Tu Ziqiang stuffed his handkerchief into Aunt Qiao's pocket, "I can settle this matter!"

"Hi..." Aunt Qiao was at a loss for words.Aren't other people's gifts always chattering like this?When it comes to you, you don't cooperate!

"Aunt Qiao, I'll take care of this for you." Tu Ziqiang explained calmly, "At the beginning, the community collected money for my dad's affairs, and more than 40 households only collected eight yuan and seven, but you still took one yuan and three It made up to ten yuan..."

"Hi..." Aunt Qiao, who was always sharp-tongued, definitely didn't know what to say.

"I can take care of my sister's business today, so I will do it!" Tu Ziqiang waved his hand, "I have something to embarrass me tomorrow, why don't you just watch, Aunt Qiao. So what are you doing out there!"

Tu Ziqiang's big hand pressed heavily on Aunt Qiao's pocket and let go.

"Hi..." Aunt Qiao pursed her lips and nodded repeatedly, "That's fine! Then this time, Auntie will take advantage of you!"

Outside the gate, Tu Ziqiang smiled at Aunt Qiao who was walking away, shook his head and planned to go to work.

"Qiao Chunyan looks pretty, right?" A voice sounded faintly.

"Well, it's okay, as you are far away..." Tu Ziqiang curled his lips and turned his head, looking at Zhou Rong who was lounging on the window.

"That's..." Zhou Rong raised her face proudly.

Tu Ziqiang shook his head and walked away.

If you don't go, it's almost time to get off work.

"Tu Ziqiang! Why are you so rude?" Zhou Rong in the window looked at Tu Ziqiang angrily.

"What?" Tu Ziqiang turned his head slowly, "What are you talking about? Why are you rude?"

Zhou Rong felt a slip of the tongue, curled her lips and rolled her eyes without speaking.

"We've known each other for almost 20 years, and it's always been like this." Tu Ziqiang walked slowly to the window, putting his arm on the window frame, "Why, are you going to treat each other like guests?"

"You!" Zhou Rong made a big red face, and lost the words that she was going to test out.

"Miss, my husband is going to work now..." Tu Ziqiang smiled and recited in Peking Opera accent, while walking backwards, "You can stay at home, don't miss your husband..."

Snapped!A book is thrown over.

Tu Ziqiang was prepared to hide.

"Stinky rascal! Smelly rascal!"

Under Zhou Rong's scolding, Tu Ziqiang walked away with a smile.

"Smelly rascal, pick up the book for me before leaving!"