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Chapter 13(2/2)

Hehe~ He is not a beautiful and frail intellectual.

After Zhao Ke came back, he didn't pay much attention to the plot and the male and female protagonists. Now that I think about it, in the novel, the male protagonist helped the female protagonist several times, and he did it twice, once as a cannon fodder in the village, and once as her male co-star.

younger brother.

However, in the novel, Zhao Feng was not diligent in his limbs, but this is not the case now. If the male protagonist fights Zhao Feng again, the outcome will be difficult to say.

Zhao Ke didn't take the chance encounter with Fu Hang seriously, said goodbye to Wei Ruyue, and returned home.

While cooking dinner, Zhao Ke lit a fire for Comrade Yu Xiulan and casually talked about Wei Ruyue.

Yu Xiulan paused while turning the vegetables, then covered the pot before talking about her family's affairs: "That child is quite pitiful. Her mother was a little injured when she gave birth to her, and she never got pregnant again. Her father Wei Dahai didn't have a son.

When she was feeling aggrieved, she would beat her mother after drinking a little bit, and she couldn't get off the bed several times."

"Ah?" Zhao Ke sat on the bench and turned around with his mother, "Then you don't care?"

"How can I take care of it? Can I take care of it? The couple are doing well." Yu Xiulan rolled her eyes at her and said while chopping vegetables, "But Wei Dahai still has some ideas and won't spank the child."

The Women's Director doesn't care about the persecution of women... Zhao Ke felt uncomfortable, but it was really difficult for Comrade Yu Xiulan to control this kind of thing, so it seemed normal that she didn't want to.

And it has nothing to do with her.

Zhao Ke turned back and lit the fire silently.

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At around six o'clock in the evening, a rare visitor came to the educated youth spot.

Hu Hezhi greeted him kindly and was welcomed into the male educated youth's house by an old educated youth he knew well.

As soon as he entered the room, his eyes searched for Fu Hang.

Fu Hang was sitting behind the desk. There was a candle lit alone on the desk, and he was holding an expensive-looking pen in his hand. He was writing something without even looking at Hu Hezhi.

Hu Hezhi's eyes flickered from Fu Hang's clothes to the watch on his wrist, and then to the pen, with a trace of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

Liu Xingxue, an old educated youth, asked him: "Old Hu, why do you have time to come here today?"

Hu Hezhi looked away, sighed, and replied: "I'm not afraid of your jokes if I say it. I want to be a teacher so that our educated youth can integrate more into the production team, but it's a pity..."

Liu Xingxue and another old educated youth Deng Hisin looked at each other. They had both heard about what happened today.

Hu Hezhi stopped, smiled again, and said, "But I think, if I can't do it, other educated youths may not be able to do it."

"What's the meaning?"

Hu Hezhi looked at Fu Hang: "Fu Zhiqing, you graduated from high school and I heard that you are good at science. Are you interested in becoming a teacher?"

Fu Hang raised his head and stared at Hu Hezhi.

Hu Hezhi couldn't tell what he was thinking and continued: "That's right, my grandma has some acquaintances in the village and agreed to vote, but I think you should have an advantage over me. If you are interested, I can persuade you."

Nai, if you ask those commune members to vote for you, plus our educated youth, the chances are very high."

Fu Hang clearly saw the thoughts hidden in his eyes and asked sharply: "What good is it for you?"

Hu Hezhi bit the bullet and said grandly: "We are all educated youth, so of course we must unite the forces of educated youth..."

Fu Hang didn't have time to listen to his nonsense and interrupted, "What benefits do you want to get?"

Hu Hezhi glanced at his watch and pen subconsciously, and said hesitantly: "My mother worked hard and gave away a lot of things... I have no other intention, I just hope that the old man will feel better."

Lin Haiyang, a new educated youth who was lying on the kang, couldn't stand listening anymore. He lifted up the quilt and sat up, and said frankly: "What if you can't be selected? Do I have to give you some reward even if you are not selected?"

Hu Hezhi said nothing.

Fu Hang said coldly: "I'm not interested."

Then he turned back and continued writing.

He was so disrespectful, and Hu Hezhi looked ugly.

Lin Haiyang said nonchalantly: "Hu Zhiqing is not as good as Zhao Ke, so he wants to push Fu Hang out? What else can be exchanged? You won't pay any compensation inside or outside."

Hu Hezhi stood up suddenly and became angry, "Don't misinterpret my meaning."

Lin Haiyang shrugged, with a dead pig expression on his face that was not afraid of boiling water.

The two old educated youths are both old fools and can't help anyone.

Hu Hezhi was left alone and left angrily with the words "good intentions but no good intentions".

Lin Haiyang chatted with two other old educated youths and mentioned Zhao Ke's name several times.

It’s true that she has made too much of a presence in the Zhaocun production team recently.

Fu Hang couldn't help but be fascinated. Even someone like him who didn't pay too much attention had heard it many times recently, intentionally or unintentionally.

It was as if the Zhaocun production team before was just a pool of water with occasional waves. She suddenly appeared, plunged into it, and was still swimming freely in it.
Chapter completed!
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