Chapter 657: 643 Photo album delivered, the longing of children in the Northwest: I want

Ding Hu: "I also want a cup of silk stocking milk tea!"

Xu Zhengyang: "I want one too."

Ah Kang: "Okay~~~"

Then went to the kitchen to make milk tea.

Not long after, a sound came from outside the door, then they were let in, and the door pushed open.

The three of Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu looked over.

Two people, a man and a woman.

Wearing masks, hats, sunglasses, and high collars, they were fully armed, covering themselves tightly.

After the two entered,

"Mr. Guan!"

Then they took off their hats, sunglasses, masks, etc., revealing their true faces.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu recognized them immediately.

Political Department Minister Riley, a blonde M-shaped head man, with a typical British face.

The two sides had dealt with each other.

And the woman behind him should be the secretary Sherry who called today.

"Minister Riley, welcome..."

Xu Zhengyang and Ding Hu changed to a seat next to them.

Political Minister Riley sat opposite Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's table.

"What do you want to order?"

"A cup of coffee is fine."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu shouted to the kitchen: "Ah Kang, two cups of coffee!"

Kitchen Ah Kang: "Okay."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "Minister Riley, I don't know why you came this time, is it to...?"

Riley smiled: "I came to give Mr. Guan a gift... by the way, I want to reach a cooperation."

At the next table, Xu Zhengyang and Ding Hu sat face to face with secretary Sherry.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu chuckled: "Let's talk about the gift first..."

Riley: "We have planted an undercover agent in the Five Star Group in the Political Department, and the Governor met him in person last night... I don't know if this sincerity is enough."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu shook his head: "If you are talking about this, maybe the sincerity is not enough, because I already knew."

Riley was stunned: "You knew?"

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "Yeah, Western District, 22:00..."

Thump~~~

At the next table, secretary Sherry's bag fell, and she bent down to pick it up in a panic.

Riley was also shocked.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu actually really knew!

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "You came here, and you also made up your mind. Since that's the case, why don't we open up..."

"In terms of reputation and character, you can trust my Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's reputation!"

"I will never let friends who cooperate with me suffer!"

"Hahaha~~~"

"It's my pattern that's too small!"

Riley originally wanted to use the meeting between the Governor and Zhou Wenjian to give Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu a small favor.

Now it seems that he was the one who was stingy.

Riley: "Okay, then I'll get straight to the point."

He straightened his body and became serious.

"Mr. Guan should be clear that my Political Department has a lot of historical data, regarding all aspects..."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "Hmm~"

Riley: "I want to sell these materials to you!"

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "No, no, I don't need these materials... but the mainland might want them..."

These things involve too wide a range.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's current positioning is just a businessman, he needs to avoid suspicion in this kind of matter.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu beckoned to Xu Zhengyang.

"Zhengyang, come over."

Xu Zhengyang walked over and sat beside Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu introduced: "This one, your Political Department should know him."

Riley nodded: "Mr. Xu Zhengyang, bodyguard from the East Sea, protected the fiancee of patriotic Hong Kong businessman Song Shichang, Yang Qian'er, in 1992, and later became Mr. Guan's bodyguard..."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "Next, you talk to each other..."

Riley expressed agreement: "Good~~"

Next, Riley started to introduce the classification of the Political Department's materials to Xu Zhengyang, as well as what important secrets there were...

Xu Zhengyang quickly wrote it down.

At this time,

"Milk tea is here~~~"

Ah Kang walked out of the kitchen, carrying 3 cups of silk stocking milk tea and two cups of coffee.

At first, he saw two foreigners, so he didn't pay much attention.

As a result, he walked closer and listened,

Things like "MI6", "monitoring Huaxin Agency", "monitoring patriotic Hong Kong businessmen", "trading with the East"...

Ah Kang: "…………"

Is this something I can listen to at my level?

He looked at Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu resentfully.

Brother Zu, don't mess with me.

He quickly put down the milk tea and coffee, rolled into the kitchen at high speed, and closed the door.

I can't hear anything!

Ding Hu looked at the milk tea...

There were no silk stockings!

Immediately a little disappointed~~~

……

……

For the next period of time, it was calm.

The Governor was in a good mood because the Political Department had sent another 300 undercover agents to the Five Star Group.

Then another good news: Zhou Wenjian was promoted!

Next, Zhou Wenjian promoted more than 30 undercover agents at once.

Triple happiness!

"Sure enough, Fat Peng is a loser!"

……

On the Political Department side,

The East was very shocked by this matter, and then attached great importance to it.

Actually turning the leader of the spy organization, this... is too outrageous, too heaven-defying!

Finally, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu was given a super big reward.

Subsequently, a special commissioner was sent over secretly to negotiate with Riley.

It was also at this time,

Fat Lai's printing press, clanging and smoking, printed 10,000 copies of the photo album "East" "Hong Kong".

It is worth mentioning that the "Hong Kong" version added new things—career introductions.

For example, what computer work is, finance, lawyer, pilot, police, white-collar, designer, accountant, teacher (university picture)... introductions to all walks of life.

The whole photo album was twice as thick.

After printing, it was officially loaded onto a plane and sent to Shaanxi.

……

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Shaanxi.

A certain rural village.

The sun was in the sky, and the yellow dust was flying.

Zhang Laohan bent down and swung his hoe, sweat dripping into the dry and cracked soil along his dark neck.

Tie Dan squatted beside the furrow, holding half a pencil stub in his hand, writing crookedly on a wrinkled notebook.

"Tie Dan! Stop messing with that broken notebook!"

Zhang Laohan straightened his waist and wiped his sweat with his sleeve, "Come over and help Dad break these garlic sprouts, we can sell them for some money at the market!"

Tie Dan didn't lift his head: "Dad, the village chief grandfather said, today is Wednesday, we have to have arithmetic class..."

"Have a fart!" Zhang Laohan kicked away a clod of dirt, "I, your dad, don't know a basket of big characters, didn't I still raise you up? Can reading books be eaten as food? Can it grab medicine for your mother?"

Tie Dan gripped the pencil tightly, his voice muffled: "But the teacher said... if you study well, you can sit on a big plane to travel to Hong Kong in the future..."

"Let his mother's dog fart!" Zhang Laohan swung his hoe and smashed it into the ground, "Those big bosses from Hong Kong, their mouths run trains! Look at our village, Er Gouzi studied until junior high, didn't he still come back to farm? Wasted the tuition!"

Tie Dan lowered his head. Although he felt what his dad said was not bad, he still really wanted to see the world outside the mountains...

Suddenly, the sound of a diesel engine came from afar.

The old village chief drove a walking tractor, biting a cigarette, carrying a villager, and entered the threshing floor.

"Zhang Laohan! You dog, you delayed the child's class again!"

From afar, the old village chief started scolding.

While scolding, he jumped off the car, jumped into the field, and walked like flying.

"That big boss said, the child who is first in each grade in the final exam can be arranged to sit on a plane to travel to Hong Kong in the summer vacation! Zhang Laohan, you have farmed for a lifetime, have you ever sat on a train?"

Zhang Laohan swung his hoe to hoe the ground: "Fancy things are useless!"

The old village chief was amused.

This Zhang Laohan is really stubborn.

"Anyway, I'll put it here. If your child doesn't go to school, believe it or not, I'll take back your family's poverty alleviation grain tomorrow!"

Zhang Laohan was not afraid: "This is retaliation, I want to report it to the township!"

"Too lazy to care about you... Tie Dan, go!"

The old village chief took the opportunity to drag Tie Dan away, looked back and spat: "The day the child sits on a real plane, let's see where you, an old stubborn, put your face!"

Got on the tractor, toot toot toot~~~ spraying black smoke and drove away.

Zhang Laohan squatted at the end of the field and took out his dry tobacco pouch, suddenly finding Tie Dan's notebook lying on the ground.

There were many words written crookedly on it.

His own son seemed to study very seriously.

……

Toot toot toot~~~

The old village chief drove the tractor and brought Tie Dan back to the primary school.

It happened to be recess time,

A large group of children were playing, playing with mud, playing with stones, playing with climbing trees.

Children have a lot of fun.

The sound of the motorcycle rang, and many children cheered one after another.

"Village chief grandfather is back!"

"He said he was going to bring things back."

Soon, the old village chief walked into the village with two photo albums.

"Children~~~ Today I have good things for you to see!"

"This is a photo album sent from Hong Kong!"

The old village chief opened it. Every photo in the album was plastic-sealed, feeling smooth and hard to the touch.

The first page unfolded, the prosperous and beautiful night view of Weiduoliyagang + Central Wan Chai, causing the children to exclaim "Wow".

And then there were the buildings in Central...

A skyscraper bathed in sunlight.

And planes, cruise ships,...

University...

Five Star Supermarket...

And the Great Wall, Tiananmen, the Imperial Palace, the Monument to the People's Heroes...

And the Yellow River, the Yangtze River in each province... all kinds of history, cities...

"Wow~~~"

"I can't see~~~"

"Village chief grandfather, let me see~~"

The children scrambled to reach out, and the children in the back row were jumping anxiously.

They were full of curiosity about the outside world shown in the photo album.

Old Village Chief: "The big boss who donated to our school last time said: In the future, the child who is first in the exam in each grade and each semester can sit on a plane to see this with their own eyes, and the whole round trip is free!"

Of course, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's agreement didn't stop there. There was another restriction: "A person can only go once in seven years of primary school. Once you've been, you can't go again."

If there really was favoritism and fooling around, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu had a way. Just saying a word to the people in the capital was enough to peel the skin off the people below.

The group of children exploded.

"Can we really go?"

"Do you want to go!"

"Want to go!"

"Then you have to be first in the exam~~~"

Usually, even the naughtiest Xuan Zhu raised his hand and shouted: "I want to study! I want to be first!"

Tie Dan silently looked at the page of the Hong Kong map again and again. It turned out that there really was such a place outside the mountains—no yellow dust, no dry tobacco pouches, only skyscrapers that were as bright as dreams.

He suddenly felt that what his dad said might also be wrong.

"I want to study hard!"

"I want to go there and see!"

At this very moment, a small seed took root and sprouted in his heart.

……

The same scene was staged one after another in primary schools in various poverty-stricken villages in Shaanxi.

When the brand-new photo albums arrived at the school.

One child after another scrambled to flip through those photos—the brilliant night view of Weiduoliyagang, the skyscrapers in Central, the flights taking off at the airport, the dazzling array of Five Star Supermarkets, the cities of the capital, the Great Wall, Tiananmen...

These pictures were like a beam of light, piercing through the yellow dust and wheat fields in the children's cognition.

At first, they just widened their eyes, let out a "wow" exclamation, and touched the photos carefully with their fingers, as if afraid of poking this dream.

Gradually, people started to ask: "How high is this building?" "How high can a plane fly?" "Do they still eat steamed buns there?" "So many fruits"... questions grew wildly like weeds.

Their eyes changed from curiosity to longing, and finally settled into a stubborn "want".

"I want to be first!"

"I want to sit on a plane!"

"I want to go there and see!"

These declarations were only sporadic at first, and later became a chorus in the classroom.

Once the seeds of dreams fell, they could no longer be buried by yellow dust.

"Study hard!"

"Awoo awoo awoo~~~"

"But studying is so tiring, I get dizzy when I see words!"

"You don't study, I'll study, I'll take first place!"

"Go to hell!"

……

……

As the sun set, Tie Dan's small shadow was elongated on the yellow slope.

He ran all the way home, his face full of uncontrollable excitement.

"Dad! Dad!"

Zhang Laohan was squatting in front of the earthen stove to start a fire. The smoke made him squint his eyes, and he scolded without lifting his head: "Calling souls? Didn't you see I'm cooking?"

Tie Dan rushed in front of Zhang Laohan, his eyes shining amazingly:

"Dad! I saw the photo album today! The buildings in Hong Kong are higher than the mountains, and at night they are as bright as stars falling down! And big planes, the teacher said if you are first in the exam, you can sit on them!"

"And Tiananmen, the Great Wall, the Monument to the People's Heroes in the capital, and the Yellow River, the Yangtze River..."

Zhang Laohan sneered and stuffed a handful of firewood into the stove: "Just nonsense! Those big bosses from Hong Kong run trains in their mouths, and you believe it?"

"It's true!" Tie Dan stomped his feet anxiously, "Village chief grandfather said, Mr. Guan built a school, and also said he would take good students to Hong Kong! Dad, I want to be first!"

Zhang Laohan scolded: "Can reading books be eaten as food? I, your dad, don't know a big character, didn't I still raise you up?"

He pointed to the bare fields outside the door, "Look at our family's land, if it's dry again next year, even the garlic sprouts won't sell for a price! You still dream of sitting on a plane?"

Tie Dan bit his lip, but suddenly shouted with his neck stuck: "But the teacher said, if you study well, you can go to the city to work in the future, you don't have to dig yellow dust for a lifetime!"

"Fart!" Zhang Laohan stood up abruptly, the cigarette ash shaking down, "Er Gouzi studied until junior high, didn't he still come back to farm? Wasted the tuition!"

Tie Dan didn't speak, but the fire in his eyes didn't go out.

Zhang Laohan finished scolding and was silent.

He took out his dry tobacco pouch, knocked the copper tobacco pot on the edge of the kang, once, twice.

The old village chief's loudspeaker came from afar: "Attention all households! The township is coming to distribute chicken seedlings tomorrow, children who go to school have priority!"

Zhang Laohan spat out a puff of smoke, got up and took out a cloth bag from under the kang mat, took out three wrinkled bills and slapped them on the table:

"Find the village chief tomorrow to pay the textbook fees."

After a pause, he added viciously,

"If you don't get first place, see if I don't break your legs!"

Tie Dan was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly rushed out of the door with a howl, almost knocking over the winnowing basket for drying peppers.

Ran outside, jumping and shouting at the sunset glow.

"I want to be first! I want to go to Hong Kong! I want to go to the capital!"

Zhang Laohan listened to this voice, looking at the layered yellow slopes in the distance, and for the first time felt:

This mountain didn't seem that high anymore.

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PS: Book recommendation: "Hong Kong Comprehensive: Let You Eat Melons, Eating Melons to the Sister-in-law"

It's already on the shelves, the word count is enough to start slaughtering.

The link is in "Writer's Words".

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