When Song Qingyun met Du Jingjing, she was downstairs at five o'clock in the afternoon.

During the Spring Festival, Du Jingjing went to Hongshi Village to celebrate the New Year. When he returned to work in the city, Luo Nan stuffed her car with bacon, sausages, radishes, and cabbage, which made Song Qingyun worried that she would be caught and deducted points and fined for mixing people and goods.

This time, seeing so many things in Song Qingyun's car, Du Jingjing was surprised to open a big cherry mouth and sniffed the air conditioner: "This..."

Song Qingyun asked proudly: "How about it, are you stunned by the enthusiasm and heroism of our Hongshi Village people?"

There were 100 kilograms of flour, 100 kilograms of rice, a bag of chestnuts, a large basket of persimmons, radishes, pea seedlings and other large bags.

Du Jingjing had a headache and exclaimed: "How can I eat so much? I still have bacon and sausages. If I can't eat them, I can hang them on the balcony. After these vegetables have been stored for a long time, they will be broken. It's a pity to throw them away. Also, last time my father gave me a big winter melon, which was one meter long. I cut it into four parts and gave it to people. The other things were also given to my friends, but I didn't eat much."

"A winter melon that is one meter long can cost twenty or thirty kilograms. You, a girl, really... cough, what's the point of moving a winter melon at such a tall person?" Song Qingyun: "You care about the old man's little intentions, so take it first. As for how you deal with it, that's your business?"

"Ha, Song Qingyun, are you kidding me?" Du Jingjing pouted in anger: "Ignore you!"

She has beautiful facial features and big eyes, and looks very cute. But because she is so tall, Song Qingyun feels that this height should belong to the silly girl, not a well-behaved girl, which is really inconvenient!

"I can't put it in the refrigerator, so I can't waste it." Du Jingjing is a person who is used to poor life and cannot bear it. He said, "Song Qingyun, why not do this? I will accept the rice and flour. Anyway, I can't keep it. I will finish it in the first half of the year. But I will take some of the fruits and vegetables in it, and you can take the rest for me to handle it."

Song Qingyun said, Comrade Du Jingjing, you are wrong. This is the love that Brother Du and Luo Nan have for you. If you don’t accept them all, it will be very sad to let them know.

Du Jingjing: "Then you don't let them know. Song Qingyun, please help me carry the flour and rice into my house. I'll share the fruit." After that, he picked up his cell phone and started taking pictures, preparing to give Du Li a hair salon later, saying that the things have been received. Thank you dad, and thank Aunt Luo.

Song Qingyun: "Hey, you are so tall, it's a pity that you don't need to carry rice."

After carrying the rice and noodles into the house, Du Jingjing only took some of the chestnuts and persimmons and put them in the basin.

Looking at the remaining trunk vegetables, Song Qingyun had a headache: "How do you want me to eat so much? Du Jingjing, you bully people."

Du Jingjing's house is a little dark and short. Her balcony is full of bacon she brought home last time. Song Qingyun accidentally bumped into it while carrying rice, making her face covered in greasy.

Du Jingjing asked: "Song Qingyun, do you want to wash your face? By the way, what facial cleanser do you usually use, what shrinkage you use, how do you remove makeup, and do you want to make a facial mask?"

Song Qingyun: "You can come here with the quick soap, it's too troublesome for the masters to do these."

"Not bothering, no trouble, I still have to pay attention to it. If I don't take good care of my skin now, I will not be able to reverse it when I get older." Du Jingjing enthusiastically brought Song Qingyun into the bathroom and threw him a lot of toiletries.

Song Qingyun was stunned and thought to himself: Why is the girl a little stupid?

Yes, he used to be a bit delicate, but that was the past. Hongshi Village had a big sun and a dry climate. He usually steamed to moisturize at night and made a facial mask. But over time, he gradually became rough and could not stand the trouble, so he ignored it.

Du Jingjing threw so many cosmetics over, and this hospitality method is really unique.

Song Qingyun first used soap to wash off the oil and dirt on his face. He looked at his face and it seemed a bit rough. There was a dead skin under his right cheekbones, which was really not very good-looking. What kind of damn Hongshi Village Sun did a handsome guy kill?

Since there is a complete set of skin care products here, I'm not polite.

Song Qingyun picked one of them, and smeared it on it regardless of the slightest.

At this moment, a man's voice came from outside the house, which seemed very loud: "Jingjing, Jingjing, you are indeed at home, why don't you answer the call?"

Then he pushed open the door and entered the living room with a silence.

Then came Du Jingjing's low voice.

Song Qingyun thought that the creditor came to ask for the account again, and was slightly shocked and listened. He was ready to go out if there was something to do outside.

When I heard this, I felt relieved and thought to myself: It turned out to be Du Jingjing's colleague, then it's okay.

Du Jingjing's voice sounded helpless: "Qian Song, why are you here to my house again? You didn't say it in advance. Isn't this good, right?"

Qian Song's man heard Du Jingjing's complaint, but smiled and said, "Jingjing, weren't I doing business outside just now? The company's task is so tight, but fortunately I have negotiated this. This month's KPI will definitely be the first, and I should be able to get a bonus. I am happy and happened to pass by you and want to invite you to a meal. Thank you for your care at work."

"Ah, you've got the first one in the negotiation. Congratulations. What kind of care is that I'm ranked last, how can I take care of you?" When it comes to work, Du Jingjing felt a little embarrassed.

Qian Song patted his chest flutteringly: "Jingjing, what if you rank at the end, what else can others do? That's true, I just don't give me Qian Song a face. You are not worried that Manager Xu, who just came, talks about your performance every day. Don't worry, with me, who dares to say nonsense, I will quit and let the department's KPI be at the bottom of this year. Without my performance, the department's task will not be completed, and he will not be able to sit in the bottom of his butt."

Anyway, he just acts like I have everything, and I will protect you.

Du Jingjing was slightly annoyed: "What does it have to do with you? Qian Song, don't say such things in the future. I won't eat outside, thank you."

Qian Song: "Jingjing, you are so thrifty and obedient. You can not eat outside, so I'll do it for you!"

"No, no." Du Jingjing whispered again: "Qian Song, please don't come to my house in the future, okay? We are just ordinary colleagues."

Song Qingyun understood that this person named Qian Song should be a colleague of Du Jingjing Company and is enthusiastically pursuing this Jingjing girl.

This is understandable. Du Jingjing is a great beauty, like a movie star, and he is loved by a man. Of course, this does not include Comrade Song Qingyun.

Our Secretary Xiao Song is alone and his whole family is not hungry. He thinks that marriage and family are too annoying. He wants to live happily for a few years!

Besides, he has never been moved by any opposite sex now.

Looking at the situation outside, Du Jingjing was a little annoyed by Qian Song.

Qian Song was not tactful and was still obsessed with him here.

Song Qingyun couldn't stand it, so she wiped her face and walked out: "Jingjing, who is this guy? Let me introduce it."

Qian Song actually looks pretty good, with a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and wearing eyes, looking gentle and gentle.

But his eyes looked complicated, and he seemed to be a person with a lot of thought.

Seeing Song Qingyun suddenly break out of the bathroom, Qian Song's eyes were hostile: "Who are you?"

Du Jingjing: "I'll introduce you. This is Song Qingyun, my father's friend. This time I came to the provincial capital to bring some things. This is Qian Song, a colleague from our company. Please sit down and I'll make tea."

Qian Song heard that he was bringing something over, and the hostility in his eyes became weaker, and asked again: "Song Qingyun, what are you doing?"

After hearing Song Qingyun talk about his situation, Qian Song said that he was a village cadre. He heard that the economy of W City is very average, the local finances are not good, and the income from the administrative and public institutions is not high.

When Song Qingyun said this, he was very talkative and couldn't help but complain. He said, who would say no? After deducting the five insurances and one fund, our township cadres earned more than 3,000 yuan, and eating became a problem. They had to be covered in mud and mud in the countryside. At that time, I thought that I would have to be a middle-class person after passing the civil service exam, but I didn't expect this to be the case. I would have joined the company if I had known it, at least my income would have increased, so I didn't have to stay in the mountains and valleys.

When Qian Song heard this, he leaned his body against the sofa, with a slightly proud look: "Yes, eating imperial grain is like this. The income is too low and the upper limit is too low. Unlike us who work in the company, as long as you have enough ability, earning a million yuan a year is not a dream. I was also not very lucky last year, and I lost a big order, which was only more than twenty, and my life was a bit miserable."

Song Qingyun was surprised: "More than twenty, but they have high incomes, how could it be miserable?"

"Anyway, I'm tragic. I'll buy a house when I get married. I'll have to buy two million yuan, and I have a car. I have to buy something like that outside."

After saying that, he pointed to Song Qingyun's car parked outside the window.

Qian Song complained, but his expression was a bit showing off.

Song Qingyun: "It's still amazing. The average income of our provincial capital is only more than 5,000. Qian Song, you have defeated 90% of the people and are considered successful." This is true. At least he thinks that those who can reach the annual income of 20 in the workplace are already an amazing talent.

When Qian Song saw Song Qingyun, he thought he was his rival, but later he knew that he was not Du Jingjing's father's friend. Now when he saw Song Qingyun, he felt very comfortable and felt a lot of affection for him.

He said: "Song Qingyun, why don't you wait to have dinner at home together?"

But he was so kind, he turned his back and regarded this place as his own home.

Seeing Du Jingjing's helpless look on his face, even with boredom and nervous expression, Song Qingyun felt aroused and hurriedly rescued: "I forgot to say something, I'll go to Mei Yong to get some information. By the way, Mei Yong also said that you can go over for dinner with Jingjing!"

This is not a lie. Song Qingyun came to the provincial capital this time and did get some information about ecological pesticides from Mei Yong. She came up with several recipes and prepared to try them in the vineyard to see how they worked.

As he spoke, Song Qingyun opened the video and asked Mei Yong to talk to Du Jingjing.

The two met twice in Hongshi Village, and they were able to get along and were already friends. They kept making appointments after returning to the provincial capital, but no one took the time to meet.

Mei Yong said that Jingjing had dinner together at night, and Du Jingjing said yes, okay, but there are other people here, I am afraid that I can’t get rid of it.

Du Jingjing said, and secretly squeezed his eyes to the other side.

Mei Yong scolded: "Your boyfriend is here, ah, not your boyfriend? It doesn't matter who he is. Whatever we talk to each other, bring men over and do, and let all men get out of here. Otherwise, I'll be anxious."

Du Jingjing: "If you don't bring it, you won't bring it with you."

The words on the side were already saying this. Qian Song naturally couldn't go over with shame, but he didn't give up and looked at Song Qingyun with his eyes. He said, isn't he also a man?

Du Jingjing took out a mask and handed it to Song Qingyun: "Song Qingyun, your face is a little dry, apply one."

Song Qingyun took it casually and put it on his face: "Okay, thank you."

Du Jingjing took out a lot of cosmetics and put them in his pocket, saying, "Your side is windy and sunny, and I have some on my hands suitable for you. But I don't need it, it will expire soon. It's a pity to throw it away, and I'll give it to you."

Song Qingyun looked at the five or six lipsticks in the tape and asked curiously: "What are you doing with this thing for me? Okay, I can use it, I will help you overcome it." It's really useful. Hongshi Village has a dry climate and its lips are prone to cracking, so it's better to apply it.

Qian Song was very dissatisfied at first, but now he suddenly became happy: "Your best friend doesn't want me to be present when you say anything, so I won't go. Jingjing, you have fun."

When he left, Song Qingyun said, "This person is so strange."

Du Jingjing: "You apply a facial mask, don't talk, let's go!"

But Song Qingyun is a joke, how can he hold it in. On the way, he drove and said, "Why, Du Jingjing, you have a boyfriend, where have you made progress with Qian Song?"

Du Jingjing waved his hand quickly: "No, no, I have nothing to do with Qian Song. But he kept looking for me, asking me for dinner and watching movies, and I clearly rejected him, but he refused... he refused..." At this point, the little girl's face turned a little red.

"I refuse to give up, refuse to give up, refuse to retreat?"

Du Jingjing pouted her cheeks and blew: "I really don't feel anything about him. Why did Qian Song say that? Others are just too capable, but they are too mature and too... how do you say that..."

Song Qingyun: "Isn't that an advantage for a man who is mature and steady?"

Du Jingjing: "No, he seems to have a lot of worries. When he talks to me, he always talks about what he wants to do in the future, struggle, making money, and doing whatever he wants. I can't even get in touch. He speaks like an elder, and I don't like to listen to it, it's really boring. Yes, he usually cares about me, but he is too utilitarian in life, likes bragging, and has a little struggle... that's the attitude. I think that when men and women are in love, they still have to chat together, and when they are together, they both have to be happy."

"Struggle, struggle is a good thing. People have to do things when they are young, so that they will not leave any regrets in the future. I am also a poor person, and I can understand it." Song Qingyun: "Du Jingjing, when we were together, we really have endless topics to talk about. We are all very happy, why don't you think about me?"

Du Jingjing: "Song Qingyun, don't joke around."
Chapter completed!