The years of red flags

Chapter 89 Surprise
Jiang Hua immersed himself in writing a letter to Zheng Tong. Zheng Weiqing was lying on the bed looking through the leader's instructions that made him stumble. This guy accidentally glanced over and found that Jiang Hua was writing a letter.

So he quietly moved to Jianghua's side. He slept on the upper bunk, just in time to peek at what Jianghua wrote condescendingly.

But he forgot that the beds in the dormitory were all old bunk beds, and if they moved a little, they would creak non-stop.

As soon as Jiang Hua turned his head, he saw Zheng Weiqing stretching his head, poking over to peek at his west writing, and being discovered, this guy was not embarrassed at all.

Jiang Hua asked, "Does it look good?"

The guy said shamelessly: "Jiang Hua, don't be ignorant. Let me help you see if you have written anything you shouldn't have written."

Jiang Hua sneered and said, "Then you are tired."

Zheng Weiqing also heard Jiang Hua's bad tone, pointing to Jiang Hua and said: "Jiang, don't give me a weird look, don't think that I don't know that Chen Hai was ordered by you, don't give me a handle, or I will Knock you down directly, so that you will never stand up again."

At this moment, there were only the two of them in the dormitory. Jiang Hua grabbed Zheng Weiqing's neck and carried him off the upper bunk.

"I usually don't care about clowns like you, but don't push your nose. I don't want to touch you, but it doesn't mean I can't touch you. In such a big capital, it's nothing uncommon for one or two people to be missing."

Zheng Weiqing's face turned red from being pinched by Jiang Hua, he was really frightened, anyway, he weighed [-] to [-] jin, Jiang Hua could lift him up with one hand, what kind of power is this, he has opened his eyes .

As soon as Jiang Hua let go, Zheng Weiqing fell to the ground, and he said in panic, "You still dare to kill me."

Jiang Hua said lightly: "Is there anything that can't be killed, just one less person, and do you think that with your popularity, someone will care about your disappearance?"

Zheng Weiqing could hear the coldness in Jiang Hua's tone, coupled with Jiang Hua's strange strength, he was really scared.

Papapapapa, Zheng Weiqing slapped himself several times, knelt on the ground and said, "Master Hua, please give me a way to survive. I will never do anything in the future."

Jiang Hua raised three fingers and said, "We have only been together as classmates for three years. Please be honest with me. After three years, I will not hesitate to take care of you if you go out and make troubles."

Jiang Hua also emphasized: "Three years, can you hold back and not be a monster, you promise me."

Zheng Weiqing gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, definitely."

Seeing that he was so obedient, Jiang Hua patted his face and said, "Since you can, then go study hard. The organization asks you to study, but don't let the organization down."

Zheng Weiqing obediently climbed onto the bed, picked up the leader's instructions and looked at it, that is, if the hand does not tremble, it will be perfect.

Jiang Hua put the letter in an envelope and sealed it, and sent it out on Sunday. At this time, people in the dormitory came back one after another.

It was quiet in the dormitory, everyone knew Zheng Weiqing's virtues, if you can't talk in the dormitory, try not to talk, so as not to be picked on by this guy.

Everyone felt abnormal today, because Zheng Weiqing didn't make a fuss. In the past, he would make waves even if there was no wind. Why is there no interest today.

What everyone didn't expect was that Zheng Weiqing didn't make trouble for a week, which made everyone very happy, even the professor was happy when he was giving lectures.

Everyone thought that Zheng Weiqing had suddenly come to his senses, because this guy had nothing to do. He memorized vocabulary and read textbooks in the dormitory. This was something he had never done before.

In the foreign language department exam in mid-October, Jiang Hua's class scores were far ahead. Even Zhang Dongfang can speak fluent Trump-style English for simple conversations.

The last place, of course, is Zheng Weiqing. This guy didn't have a high degree of education. He only went to junior high school for one year, and his foreign language level stayed at the vocabulary level. He was named and criticized by the school leaders, so all the students except him were very happy.

"Student Jiang Hua from the Department of Foreign Languages, student Jiang Hua from the Department of Foreign Languages, someone is looking for you at the school gate."

Jiang Hua was teaching his brothers in the dormitory, homework lessons, even Zheng Weiqing was lying on the bed, stretching his neck to listen, when the school loudspeaker rang.

Jiang Hua couldn't figure out who would come to school to look for him. Kui Yong should go to work today, and those uncles and uncles are not busy.

Jiang Hua put down the book in his hand and said: "You should study by yourself first, I will go to the door to have a look."

Jiang Hua walked into the reception room and asked, "Who is looking for me?"

Then he saw a strong man on the chair in the reception room, and Jiang Hua said in surprise: "Director Du, why are you here?"

The person who came was Director Du from Miyou County, and he was looking at Jiang Hua with a smile.

Director Du said with a smile: "Thanks to you, I came to the capital to attend the meeting. Our county's grain work has reached a new level this year. The organization asked me to report on the work. I came here to see you first."

"Thank you Director Du for your concern."

Director Du: "Jiang Hua, how is your life and study going?"

"Very good, it will be even better if you can come to see me."

Director Du smiled and said: "You comrade can say good things, but I have to be worthy of your good words. I brought you a gift, Xiao Zhang, take out the gift."

Director Du is so flattering, that caring secretary struggled to take an old-fashioned bamboo strip suitcase.

Xiao Zhang said with a smile: "This is a great gift. The director and I were exhausted along the way."

Director Du signaled Jiang Hua to open the box, and then said: "The one hundred apple trees you planted bear fruit, and the folks picked the biggest and reddest apples from each tree to post to you as a gift. Please leave Gui to me, the journey is really tiring."

Jiang Hua opened the box, wrapped each apple in paper first, then wrapped them in wheat straw, put them in the box, and filled the gaps with wheat straw to prevent collisions.

Director Du said: "The fruits from the fifty trees you pruned are big and sweet, and the rest are almost meaningless. Chang Gui said that they will all be pruned next year, and they plan to buy hundreds of saplings to plant next year." , I support this point, why can Luochuan produce apples, but our rice oil can't produce good apples, I want others to talk about rice oil in the future, not only mothers and aunts, but also apples."

He said with a smile: "Where there is a will, there is a way. I think in the future, our rice oil is the hometown of apples in the northwest, and Luochuan can't let Luochuan focus on it."

Director Du patted Jiang Hua happily, laughed loudly, and then said: "You boy has made a good start for us, I am full of confidence."

(End of this chapter)