In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 311 Tian Fujun's Invitation

White mist enveloped the entire Yuanxi County, and the fine rain dyed the hair of people on the street into white silk.

The cool breeze was blowing, and people in short-sleeves even shrank their bodies, feeling a little cold, and the summer suddenly disappeared without a trace.

But the weather is pretty good. Put on a coat or long sleeves, put a teapot under the eaves, and enjoy the feeling of water vapor hitting your face.

Xu Aiyun and Lan Hua walked around the vegetable market, Xu Aiyun promised at the beginning that he would not buy any vegetables.

As a result, as soon as they came to the vegetable market, they would pay for whatever they saw, with an attitude that didn't take money seriously at all.

When the two of them returned home with their big and small bags, Wang Manyin and Tian Fujun were sitting on the sofa talking with their children in their arms, while Mr. Xu was sitting and smelling the dry smoke brought by Wang Manyin.

"Where are Xiaoxia and Dahai?" Xu Aiyun asked casually.

"Oh, I should have gone to the study. The two children get along very well." Tian Fujun replied.

Xu Aiyun nodded, "Okay, you guys chat first, Lan Hua and I will cook."

Tian Fujun's home is not like a cave dwelling, but a modern house.

The floor is paved in the room, the chairs are covered with sponge layers as a sofa, and all kinds of furniture are available and clean.

"Man Yin, you are really good at the Hanyan camp. You are not worse than Fujun's father. You should know Fujun's father. He is Tian Futang, the branch secretary of Shuangshui Village." Old Master Xu said with a smile.

Mr. Xu has gray hair all over his head. Although he has retired for many years, he still has a faint majesty on his body. He is wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and shrewdness flashes occasionally in his cloudy eyes.

Wang Manyin replied with a smile: "I know, Uncle Futang, I am very familiar with it, but this Hanyan is not from my business, it is from my old man's family."

Mr. Xu had a dazed look on his face, "Let me tell you, most of you young people don't like to smoke dry tobacco, unlike our older generation."

Wang Manyin looked up at the family portrait on the wall, "Uncle Fu Jun still has a son, isn't he at home?"

Tian Fujun looked up at the photo, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and nodded while passing a Daqianmen cigarette, "There is one, Xiaoxia's elder brother, named Tian Xiaochen, who is now studying in Huangyuan University."

Wang Manyin took the cigarette and said it was very nice, talking to him everywhere, talking about the human geography of a certain place for a while, and talking about a literary work for a while.

Tian Fujun is worthy of being the second in command of a county town, and he will go to Huangyuan, and even go to the provincial capital to be a leader in the future. The ink in his stomach is like a vast ocean, talking endlessly.

Rao Wang Manyin has a soul for later generations, and after experiencing the big bang in the Internet age, he can only sigh himself.

However, he has the modern thinking angle of later generations and the perspective of God, so Tian Fujun was overwhelmed by many ideas, and he smoked cigarettes one after another.

"Man Yin, you are very good. There are too few young people like you now. I think our county committee lacks talents like you. Why don't you think about it, how about working in the county?"

Tian Fujun didn't know if he was joking or said this seriously.

Wang Manyin was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head and refused, "Forget it, I know how much I have, so it's okay if I talk about it on paper, but if I really let me practice it, I will show my feet."

"Besides, I'm not the material for this kind of food. I'd better be my teacher safely."

Tian Fujun sighed slightly, and didn't force it, "Okay, everyone has their own ambitions, but my promise is still valid. Whenever you want to change the stage, come to me anytime."

Wang Manyin nodded, racking his brains to change the topic, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a writing on the wall from the corner of his head, which said that God rewards those who work hard.

He was sure that this was his own handwriting!
Tian Fujun followed his gaze, and smiled, "How about it, is it familiar? That's right, these are your characters, which Xu Zhigong gave to me."

"That brat Xu Zhigong is really funny. I heard that every leader who went to the Shige Festival, he sent a letter. Those who didn't know thought he wrote it himself."

Wang Manyin smiled and didn't say anything. Xu Zhigong did drag him to write a lot of words, and he had to write reports for him every time he went to the commune.

"Man Yin, come to the study and let me see how you write. It's amazing that you can write this kind of characters at your age. You can become a master in the future."

The two came to the study room, and as soon as they opened the door, they saw Tian Xiaoxia and Dahai close together, holding a newspaper in their hands, and there were four conspicuous big bold characters [Reference News] on the newspaper.

This kind of newspaper is not sold to the outside world, it is an internal newspaper, and most people don't want to read it at all.

I didn't expect Tian Xiaoxia to be so bold as to let her read this kind of internal newspaper and show it to Dahai.

When Tian Xiaoxia heard the movement, she jumped up like a rabbit, hurriedly hid the newspaper behind her, her face was flushed, and she looked at her father nervously.

Tian Fujun shook his head amusedly, reached out and tapped her a few times, "You, I really can't do anything about you, just look at it, it's not a secret anyway, but it's not allowed to be taken out of the study."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the sea, and said softly: "It's good to read some of the content in it, and many ideas and values ​​are wrong, which is why Xiaoxia is not allowed to read it."

"Although you are young, you must have the ability to distinguish right from wrong and your own judgment, you know?"

Dahai breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, feeling that the second husband was very comfortable to get along with, and he always spoke kindly, as if he would never get angry.

Tian Xiaoxia stuck out her tongue, and said carelessly: "Understood, Dad, I will keep it safe from others."

Tian Fujun shook his head with a smile, didn't say much, and led the way to the writing table, which was full of hard pens and soft pens.

Wang Manyin was not too polite, and first wrote Serve the People with a pen. The four big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes are really pleasing to the eye and make people want to imitate unconsciously.

Brush calligraphy is even better, and Tian Fujun imitated his handwriting continuously, not stingy with his praise.

In his opinion, Wang Manyin's handwriting is no worse than those of the Provincial Calligraphy Association, or even better, with his own style in it.

Several people stayed in the study room until Xu Aiyun knocked on the door of the study room and asked them to go to eat, and then they went out.

Today's lunch is quite rich, pickled cabbage tofu fish, braised duck with soybeans, stewed pork vermicelli, and a seaweed egg drop soup, all four dishes are hard dishes.

On the table, soft drinks are also prepared for women and children. This stuff is a rare item, and it is usually not available in department stores.

Tian Fujun took out a bottle of high-quality liquor, and everyone exchanged glasses, and the dinner table was very lively.
(End of this chapter)