My Abandoned Oil Town Became a New Frontier.

Chapter 174 Mr. Feng’s Spring

 “Huh? Worried about my wedding?”

Xue Yutian was stunned.

“Old Zhong, there’s nothing to worry about about my wedding. We in Binghu Village don’t have the conditions, so we can simply hold a traditional Xia country wedding.”

“The wedding process must be fine! I’m worried about what will happen if there are too many people coming to your wedding day? Liwei is the fashion godmother of our Xia Kingdom, and her wedding should be attended by many big-name celebrities.

Once the news spreads, it is estimated that many entertainment media will also come to our Binghu Village. "

Zhong Ruofei deliberately glanced at the electronic calendar in the distance.

  Today is already mid-November of the New Calendar, and there is only more than a month left before New Year’s Day.

 Some things can already be prepared in advance.

"That"

 Xue Yutian was speechless for a moment.

　That’s true when you think about it!

 There were only a few people who came to support him at the wedding, but there must have been a lot of people who came to support his wife.

 If nothing else, just the fact that she ordered ten ice bird packages in a few days is enough to illustrate the problem.

 At that time, we have to take care of the guests and arrange a wedding venue. Thinking about it carefully, everything seems very difficult.

"Xiao Zhong, don't scare Xiao Xue. We can do whatever we want when the time comes! So what if a big star comes? There will always be a way."

beside,

Seeing Xue Yutian stunned, Liu Ming immediately smiled and gave Xue Yutian an encouraging look.

 After a pause, he asked again,

“By the way, have you and Xiao Song’s wedding photos been taken?”

 “I plan to shoot at the end of the month!”

Xue Yutian breathed a sigh of relief.

“Then hurry up and take pictures. There will be a lot of things to do when you come back, including the wedding room, wedding ceremony, etc. This is the first happy event in our Binghu Village, and it must be done beautifully.”

 Liu Ming will talk about it again.

“Uncle Liu is right, Brother Zhong is just joking with you! I will help you when the time comes, and I will definitely not let anything slip!”

Xu Xing followed.

“Xiao Xue, did you hear that? Xiao Xu has given you a guarantee. Why are you still worried? You still don’t know what his style is?”

 Liu Ming added another sentence.

"Hey, Lao Xue, do you really believe it? I just want to remind you that the wedding is ready. As for the show, you don't have to worry about it."

 At this time, Zhong Ruofei also chuckled.

"Forehead"

Looking at the few people, Xue Yutian felt a warm current in his heart at this moment, and it was not until a moment later that he spoke again,

"Nice to have you!"

 Time flies, and the next morning,

 Asai County, County Government Building,

 Qiao Long, director of the South Street Office, had just walked out of the building when he ran into He He, the director of the East Street Office.

 “Old Qiao, your ice lake village is fine!”

He said hello and before Qiao Long could say anything else, He Jisheng spoke first.

 “You saw it too?”

Qiao Long smiled.

“Can you not see it? Last night, the news in Moments and local short videos was full of news that Binghu Village was going to have an opera. Even my mother wanted to go and see it.”

He Jisheng said with emotion.

Since the supervision team left, the two of them looked obviously much more relaxed than before.

“I didn’t expect that there would be a sudden opera over there. Our county hasn’t had an opera in the village for many years.”

 There was a hint of pride on Qiao Long's face.

Although the affairs of Binghu Village are basically handled by Binghu Village itself, Binghu Village is subordinate to the South Street Office after all.

 When others praise Binghu, Qiao Long’s face naturally lights up.

“Anyway, Binghu Village will do it! Will you go then? If you want to go, I will follow you and take advantage of it.”

 After a pause, He Jisheng said again.

“I can’t go, I have something to do that day! If you want to go, you can ask Secretary Xu. Didn’t you see him when he came to the county town last time?”

Qiao Long shook his head slightly.

"Me? I don't dare! By the way, what are you doing in the government office building?"

He Jisheng said.

“I wanted to find the leader. This morning, Party Secretary Xu called me and said that the police room over there has been repaired, but the relevant personnel have not been sent there.”

　　When mentioning the police room, Qiao Long frowned.

“Ah? I remember that the leader had approved this a long time ago, right?”

 How to plan for a single meal?

"It was approved, but the Nanjie Police Station gave the assignment to a third-term non-commissioned officer who has just returned from the job. He has been teaching for the past two days? I think it will take some time to get over."

Qiao Long replied.

“That will have to wait a little longer. The non-commissioned officer profession needs to adapt to our local work. Otherwise, I really don’t know what to do in the past.”

 He Jisheng nodded.

“Well, I just asked the leader to temporarily second two people, and they will go there the day after tomorrow to support them first.”

Qiao Long replied.

 “I will say”

"And you?"

“I came to the leader to ask about condolences to poor households! This year my indicator is a bit high, and I’m thinking about lowering it.”

 “Condolences at the end of the year? Then you are busy.”

"Um!"

The opening of a show in Binghu Village has attracted the attention of old men and women in Asai County, but not many people are paying attention to it in Jiuge City.

Because old ladies and old men in the urban area can still watch a few shows from time to time!

And there are some retired old men and women who can organize plays themselves.

But even so, the tickets for the bus to Binghu Village were still sold out early.

at this time,

At the Jiuge City Bus Station, the bus bound for Binghu Village has stopped at the passenger counter, and passengers are checking in to get on the bus one after another.

"finally reached!"

An old man with a large luggage in his hand and a large backpack on his back came to the luggage compartment door of the bus and let out a long sigh of relief.

The old man was none other than Feng Shuyu who had gone to Yancheng. When he went back this time, he officially said goodbye to the past!

As soon as the old tough lady heard that the house in Yancheng belonged to her, she and Feng Shuyu obtained the divorce certificate without saying a word.

 At this point, Feng Shuyu only has one home left in Binghu Village!

Either because he completely let go or because he got rid of all the past, Feng Shuyu's mental state seems to be much better than before.

 Before the driver could help, he packed the large luggage and backpack into the warehouse.

But just when Feng Shuyu turned around and was about to get in the car, a woman in her fifties also came to the warehouse door carrying a large bag of things.

“Master driver, can I trouble you?”

Seeing that the warehouse door was a bit high, the woman hesitated and went to call the driver for help.

“Forget it, stop calling him, I’ll help you!”

Feng Shuyu took a look and said no nonsense. He immediately stopped and helped Mrs. Gao load the things.

Although this woman looked very elegant, Feng Shuyu really didn't think about anything else.

 After all, I am an official villager of Binghu Village, and I have a vague sense of ownership.

"Thank you!"

Seeing Feng Shuyu helping, the woman immediately thanked him.

"You're welcome!"

 The two of them got on the bus one after another.

However, what surprised Feng Shuyu was that after he went up to find his seat according to the ticket, he found that the woman was actually his seat neighbor.

"Um?"

 The two looked at each other quite unexpectedly, then smiled at each other.

 “Are you going to Ice Lake Village too?”

Taking a bus is inherently time-consuming and boring. After a pause, the woman spoke first.

"Um!"

 Feng Shuyu nodded.

“What are you doing there? To see a doctor?”

 The woman asked again.

"It's not to see a doctor! By the way, what about you? Go to Asai County or Binghu Village!"

 Feng Shuyu followed.

“I’m also going to Binghu Village. I have a friend who is the leader of the Binghu Village troupe. I want to rehearse a dance with her this time.”

 The woman replied.

 “Oh, I know this troupe.”

 Feng Shuyu nodded.

“You know? My friend’s name is Dou Yunfei.”

 “Oh, I know about the troupe, but I really don’t know about your friend.”

Time passed by, and as the bus arrived and slowly drove out of the station, the two of them became more and more familiar with each other as they chatted.

“Looking at your age, you should have just retired!”

 Feng Shuyu said.

 In the Xia Kingdom, men generally retire at the age of sixty, and women around the age of fifty-five.

 “It’s been two years since I retired!”

 The woman nodded.

“Which unit did you work for before you retired? But my accent sounds like you are not from Jiuge City, and you have a little bit of Yancheng accent.”

Feng Shuyu said again.

"Huh? Can you hear it? I used to be a teacher at Yancheng University for a period of time, and then I was transferred to the Yancheng Human Resources and Social Security Bureau. After retirement, I helped take care of my father in Jiuge City."

 Hearing what Feng Shuyu said, the woman showed a hint of surprise.

“It turned out that I transferred from Yancheng University. I’m so happy to meet you! I’m also from Yancheng!”

 The woman was surprised, and Feng Shuyu glanced at the woman in surprise.

Yancheng University is one of the top universities in Xia State, ranking higher than the National People's Congress of Xia State.

It is definitely not easy to teach at Yancheng University!

As expected, women are either leaders or experts before they retire.

 “Are you also coming from Yancheng?”

 The woman was stunned first and then happy.

It is said that when you go out, you are closest to fellow villagers. If you can meet people from the same place in the northwest, you will subconsciously feel closer.

“Well! I used to work at Xia Guo Renmin University, and I just quit this year.”

Feng Shuyu nodded.

 “Xia Guo People’s Congress?”

 The woman showed surprise again and again.

 After a pause, the woman asked again,

"By the way, why did you come to Northwest China just after you quit school this year? You should still have something to do at school."

“There are only two issues at hand now, so it won’t affect me.”

 “I’ll tell you! It’s such a coincidence!”

 “No!”

"By the way, my name is Gao Yuling. This is my WeChat account. We can keep in touch later! I guess I will go to Binghu Village often in the future."

Perhaps she felt that both of them were on the same level or it was because of the "fellow countrymen" factor. After chatting for a few more words, the woman introduced herself and took out her mobile phone.

 “Okay, my name is Feng Shuyu!”

 After thinking about it, Feng Shuyu also took out his mobile phone.

The setting sun is setting, Binghu Village,

Xu Xing didn’t know that “Master Feng” had already rushed back from Yancheng and met a “fellow fellow” on the bus.

 At this time, he frowned and was answering the phone.

 “What? There is an off-road team stranded on the Yadan Landform?”

"Um!"

 The next moment, Zhong Ruofei's slightly anxious voice came from the phone.

 (End of this chapter)