The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 1000 The Female Supporting Character Is Lazy and Eating (2)

At lunch break, the sunlight shines through the mottled leaves onto the ground, forming patches of light and shadow.

Ding Jianhui was having lunch with several other educated youth.

There was a kitchen where the two female educated youth lived, and next to the kitchen happened to be the site of the former commune canteen, so cooking was much more convenient.

But then again, if you want to cook successfully, you must at least know how to cook.

They just arrived here yesterday, and the food was "received" yesterday afternoon, which will be deducted from their work points later.

The other three male educated youth looked at Ding Jianhui with envy in their eyes.

Not only did he have an easy and comfortable job, he was also lucky enough to live in the village chief's home.

As the saying goes, "A county magistrate is not as good as the current manager." In today's Anyang Village, the village chief Qiao Fu is undoubtedly a very powerful person.

"Brother Ding, you are living a very comfortable life." One of the female educated youths named Shen Qing said with envy, "Is the job of scorekeeper difficult?"

Ding Jianhui smiled and replied, "It's not bad, but there are many people in the village, so it's still difficult to remember everyone."

Then, he frowned slightly and continued to explain: "Some families even have seven or eight people. It takes some thought to match everyone up."

"Really? But I think as long as you get to know them more, you should be able to remember them, right?" Shen Qing continued to ask unwillingly, "If you really can't remember them, why not just let the villagers check the names themselves?"

Ding Jianhui was waiting for this sentence. He immediately smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that easy. Many of these people are illiterate, and the older ones mostly speak in dialect. So it's best to remember their faces, otherwise sometimes you won't be able to match them at all."

After hearing this, Shen Qing did not continue the topic.

Ding Jianhui knew that Shen Qing had some background, and he probably had his eyes on his scorekeeper position, so he was trying to sound him out!

After lunch break, several educated youths went their separate ways and went to work on their respective sides.

Ding Jianhui went to the village committee's office and began to clean up the "mess" left behind by Zhao Dali.

There are wrong registrations, wrong calculations, etc. In short, there are a lot of problems here.

Qiao Fu strolled around the village and then returned to his home. After all, the position of scorer was given to Ding Jianhui, and he hasn't found a job for his son yet!

It turned out that Qiao Weidong had not told his father about the job arrangement in the army.

"Which unit has assigned you a job?" Happiness came too suddenly, making Qiao Fu a little too happy. "Why didn't you tell me earlier, kid?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Qiao Weidong felt like he had said it many times. "Oh! I told the elders of the Su family, but not you, Dad. I forgot!"

As the wronged father who knew the news later than the Su family, Qiao Fu said that he could no longer have this son.

"What kind of job is it? Do you know?" Qiao Fu thought he should ask clearly, "I haven't heard of any job suitable for you in these villages!"

"I'm a policeman from the township police station." Qiao Weidong explained, "I'm mainly responsible for managing household registration. After all, I don't know what will happen to my case. If I can recover, I'll transfer to another department.

If you don’t recover well, you can continue to work as a clerk.”

"What?" Qiao Fu couldn't believe it. "If I ask you to hold a gun, you can do it! If I ask you to hold a pen, can you do it?"

"Why not?" Qiao Weidong was helpless, "Dad, I went to military school before, but because..."

He didn't say anything else, but Qiao Fu knew that his son had performed very well in the army. If his hand had not been broken this time, with his ability and the training of the army, he could have made some progress.

"Forget it, don't think about it. It's good to be back." Qiao Fu sighed and comforted.

"I don't feel bad!" Qiao Weidong is still very open-minded. "On the battlefield, I was fearless of life and death, and I defended my country. Now that I'm retired, I have a wife and children, and my life is beautiful."

"That's good, that's good." Qiao Fu said repeatedly, but he was thinking about other things in his heart.

Qiao Weidong looked at his father who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and asked, "Dad, do you have anything else to say?"

Qiao Fu rubbed his hands and said a little embarrassedly: "Well, you just said that you want a wife, children and a warm bed. Do you want to get married?"

Qiao Weidong was speechless after hearing this, but he still explained: "It's still early! We have to wait a little longer!"

"Yeah! I know, after all, the girl is a little young!" Qiao Fu has basically determined who his son likes, but then again, judging from her outstanding looks, there are probably few people who would not like her.

Qiao Weidong admitted it openly: "Yes! I will wait for another two years. It's just right for me to cultivate our relationship in these two years."