Similarly, in their profession, there have been many instances where people were required to have extremely high standards, and they did not give the masses a lift. They were scolded by the masses for being condescending, saying that helping the masses is not what you should do?

If you don't let people sit on your motorcycle police car and take pictures, you will be scolded as being inhumane. Why don't you take a picture soon? As for that, aren't you the most approachable people?

There was an explosion and fire and they couldn't get in. The people rushed to the fire scene to save people without any protective measures. Because if they didn't go in, they would be scolded as not being human. I'm sorry for the clothes you are wearing...

Even some of his brothers in the industry just took a break and smoked cigarettes... and were severely criticized after being photographed.

It seems that they shouldn't smoke, shouldn't take a break, and shouldn't take care of their families...

Because they are praised so highly, the public’s ‘standards’ for them are also raised.

They are just normal people!

Don’t ask others to treat them as heroes, just ask them to be treated as normal ordinary people...

Meng Zheng had a lot of random thoughts in his mind.

When he came back to his senses, the leader on the stage was still speaking: "So... what about Comrade Meng Zheng, he made personal sacrifices and guarded the first line of defense for traffic safety for our vast, um, people!

Now, he will be rated as an outstanding advanced individual..."

Meng Zheng was stunned.

To be honest, he is quite old, in his late thirties, and his wife and children often complain that he is busy at work and has little time to go home.

Some friends and relatives also said that it was pointless for him to do such a cowardly job.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that it made sense again.

"Guarding the first line of defense for the traffic safety of the people"...

This was just an official statement, but Meng Zheng's eyes were moist.

Not only him, but also many of his companions and colleagues in front-line positions received awards suddenly and unexpectedly this morning.

They thought this might be some new thing suddenly created by the higher authorities, just to look good or something.

However, after he actually read the document "Caring for Comrades in Front-line Positions", he discovered that it listed many practical measures, and caring for front-line personnel was even included as one of the evaluation indicators for bosses.

In other words, it is not a "fake empty-handed idea", but a truly implementable measure.

"Which leader is this..." Meng Zheng muttered.

The leader who made this document and distributed it must be a good leader who understands the front-line staff!

Meng Zheng felt a surge of blood rising in his heart, as if he had walked for a long time and suddenly saw the dawn in front of him.

This is also the dawn they saw when they made their inner vows when they chose this profession!

belief!

Meng Zheng adjusted the hat on his head, went out confidently, and rushed to his post.

On the other side, Mu Guifan, the 'leader' whom Meng Zheng admired in his heart, was wearing an apron and cooking fuyong eggs for Su Bao rather clumsily.

He has never cooked such a delicate thing before, so he can't make it right. Either it is too old or out of shape.

"Failed again." Mu Guifan looked at a bowl of sparse and shapeless hibiscus eggs and was speechless.

Then he took a spoon and ate it up in a few mouthfuls, then started all over again.

Mr. Su was hospitalized, and Mrs. Su went to take care of him. Mother Wu cooked at home and often sent meals to him.

But this morning, Mu Guifan had a whim and wanted to cook hibiscus eggs for Su Bao.

He thought it was simple...

At this time, Su Bao got up, holding the little rabbit in one hand, yawned, and asked blankly: "Dad, what are you doing?"

Mu Guifan turned around and said, "Hmm? You're up? Sit down for a while, and daddy will steam the hibiscus eggs for you."

In addition to the furong eggs, you also have to get meat.

Mu Guifan also doesn't know how to cook those exquisite dishes, such as Coke chicken wings, salt-baked chicken...

He can cook roasted chicken, boiled chicken, and even beggar's chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and mud.

"Forget it, do whatever you want."

Mu Guifan rubbed salt on the whole chicken, then wrapped it in tin foil and threw it into the oven.

After waiting for a while, Mu Guifan first brought out a bowl of Furong eggs: "Eat the Furong eggs first, the roast chicken will be ready soon."

Su Bao's eyes widened and he asked doubtfully: "Is this a hibiscus egg?"

Mu Guifan: "Well...it is indeed a little different from what your grandmother did."

He has tried his best.

Su Bao picked up the spoon and ate it, nodding his head: "It's delicious! Dad eats it too?"

Mu Guifan was secretly pleased with himself, waved his hand and said, "Dad won't eat."

In order to test how to make fuyong eggs, he was full just now.

Although the appearance is not good, the taste is still good.

After waiting for a long time, there was a ding and the roast chicken was ready.

Surprisingly very fragrant.

Looking at the delicious Su Bao, Mu Guifan felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart. He finally understood why the old lady was so happy to cook for Su Bao.

After eating and drinking enough.

Su Bao called his grandfather to ask about his situation, and then started practicing at home.

"You want to fight in actual combat?" Mu Guifan was surprised: "With whom?"

No sandbag targets?

No matter the evil ghost in the soul gourd or the ghost king, they are no match for her.

Su Bao shook the Palace of Hell: "Follow King Pingping!"

In the past, I spent all my money and almost lost my life before I caught the King of Pingping in an opportunistic way.

She has always been afraid to ask King Pingping to practice her skills because she knew she was still not good at it.

Now Su Bao thinks he can give it a try.

Mu Guifan nodded: "Okay, you enlarge the Palace of Hell and remember to stay within the scope of the Palace of Hell..."

She controls the Palace of Hell. Even if she cannot defeat him, she can control the Palace of Hell at any time.

Su Bao understood and raised his hand to enlarge the Palace of Hell.

In the space inside the Palace of Hell.

King Pingping is staring at the five hidden valleys in front of him!

The Hall of the King of Hell can be said to be very large, and it is more than enough to house five Hidden Valleys.

At the beginning, King Pingping saw the five hidden valleys and was too lazy to move.

He doesn’t want to work for Su Bao in vain!

But after waiting for a long time, King Pingping hesitated day after day, fearing that Su Bao was deliberately defrauding him, so he would suddenly snatch it away after he got the Soul-Life Flower.

But Su Bao hasn't paid attention to the Living Soul Flower for so long, and it seems that he really forgot about it!

Therefore, King Pingping just stood up, walked into the Hidden Valley with great effort and came out again, and got the Soul-Birding Flower in his hand.

"Ha...haha!" No one stopped??

The soul flower is his!
Chapter completed!