Wen Tingting took the letter and walked inside.

Seeing that it didn't even have a name on it, she wanted to take it apart to have a look, but in the end she didn't dare, because she was afraid of being beaten.

Back at the place, a group of people are preparing for the placement of the curtain and some props.

At this time, Sun Changlin was looking around with his hands behind his back.

"Old Wen, why is it still not good? You need to hurry up. Didn't you just talk about it yesterday. Is there a leader here today?"

He said to the same man in gray Zhongshan suit next to him.

Hearing the words, the other party didn't refute, but just nodded, "Okay, Director, I'll do it right away."

Seeing this, Sun Changlin nodded with satisfaction.

Then he swayed his body and left.

When Wen Tingting passed by, he frowned, "In the future, I have to fill out a form in the personnel department for something, and I am not allowed to leave my post without authorization. What if you affect everyone's performance?"

Wen Tingting smiled when she heard the words, and said sweetly: "Okay, Director Sun, I know I was wrong."

Seeing Wen Tingting's expression, the other party nodded and left.

Seeing Sun Changlin's leaving back, he stretched his head towards him and let out a silent hum.

Then turned around.

"Deputy Station Master Wen, I have something to report."

Wen Tingting yelled playfully to the crowd.

The man who had just been trained turned his head and frowned, "Wen Tingting, don't mess around, don't you see that I'm busy?"

Wen Tingting pursed her lips when she heard the words, and snorted softly.

"I really have something to do."

But she was not stupid, she didn't take out the letter.

Hearing this, the other party walked over frowning.

But when he came close, he withdrew his stern face.

Showing a doting smile, "What are you doing? Didn't you see that I was busy?"

Wen Tingting chuckled when she heard the words, and then said in a low voice, "Someone sent a letter just now, saying it was for you."

After speaking, he handed over the letter in his hand.

Father Wen was surprised when he heard the words, took the envelope and saw that there was no signature on it, and asked strangely, "Who gave the letter?"

Open the letter while talking.

Wen Tingting shrugged her shoulders beside her, "Where do I know you?"

Father Wen nodded and opened the envelope.

When he saw the contents inside, he raised his eyebrows.

Seeing his movements, Wen Tingting asked strangely.

"Big, whose letter is it?"

Father Wen smiled at his daughter when he heard the words: "Oh, my classmate entrusted someone to bring the letter. Well, you have nothing to do and go to work."

After speaking, he naturally put the letter in his pocket.

Wen Tingting let out a soft voice when she heard the words. "Oh, all right, then I'll go to work."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Looking at the back of his daughter leaving, Father Wen still had a smile on his face, but there was a strange light in his eyes.

Then he turned and left.

When he returned to his post, his face was expressionless again.

Here, after Zhou Xiaochuan left the cultural station, he went back directly.

He doesn't care about the rest.

If father Wen can't bring down Sun Changlin through this matter, then he will be completely useless.

But the other party has a brother-in-law of some committee, so it should be fine.

As for Zhao Qingqing's matter.

He doesn't need the other party to be nice to Zhao Qingqing, as long as he doesn't bully her, anyway, she will leave here in the future.

When he returned to Wen's house, Zhao Qingqing was sleeping.

I tried it with my hands, and the other party's fever has gone down, and his complexion looks much better.

It is estimated that his action woke up Zhao Qingqing who was sleeping soundly.

The other party opened his hazy eyes, saw that it was Zhou Xiaochuan, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Brother Xiaochuan, you are back, you fell asleep just now."

"It's okay, sleep more, it will help your body recover."

Zhou Xiaochuan was just about to tell her that he was going back when there was a burst of shouting outside.

"Qingqing, are you at home? Is it convenient to go in?"

A man's voice came out.

Hearing the voice from outside, Zhao Qingqing responded to the outside, "Brother reinforcement, come in."

Voices are heard outside.

Following the sound of footsteps, a man walked in.

The other party was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, about 1.8 meters tall, and wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit.

The skin is a bit dark.

The face is slightly fat, which is somewhat similar to Wen Tingting's appearance.

"I heard Tingting say... that you are sick. I got you some medicine."

The other party held a small bag in his hand.

After coming in, he smiled and said to Zhao Qingqing, but when he saw Zhou Xiaochuan sitting beside him, he paused for a while.

Smiling and nodding to Zhou Xiaochuan.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan responded with a smile.

Zhao Qingqing laughed and said, "Thank you brother reinforcements, brother Xiao Chuan brought me medicine."

Hearing Zhao Qingqing's words, the other party hesitated for a moment: "This is..."

"Oh, brother Xiaochuan and I grew up, and he is also in this commune. This time he came to see me specially."

Wen Yuanbing let out a soft voice when he heard the words, feeling a little embarrassed holding the things in his hand.

"This... There are antipyretics and a little brown sugar in it. You can drink it when the time comes. It's ready soon."

After speaking, he put the things on the table in front of the bed.

But when he saw a large bag of brown sugar on the table, he was even more embarrassed.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingqing nodded with a light smile and thanked her.

Then they introduced each other to the two.

This is Wen Tingting's second brother, Wen Yuanbing, who is also working in that committee now.

The other party felt a little sour when he heard Zhao Qingqing's intimate attitude when he spoke.

And when he heard that the two were still not related by blood, he felt a little embarrassed here since he was a child.

Then he smiled and said, "Then I'll go back to work first. Come over for dinner tonight, Comrade Zhou Xiaochuan, let's have dinner here too."

Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head lightly when he heard the words, "No, I have to go back later in the evening, next time I will come to see Qingqing."

Hearing his words, Zhao Qingqing complained: "Brother Xiaochuan, you are here, let's go after dinner here."

"No, it's not good to go back too late."

Zhao Qingqing let out a disappointed voice when she heard the words.

Wen Yuanbing felt embarrassed to stay any longer.

He said hello and left.

Looking at the back of the other party, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and said, "Using your brother as a shield?"

He could see that the other party must be interested in Zhao Qingqing.

It is estimated that Zhao Qingqing is not too cold about Wen Yuanbing, otherwise he would not have said so much about him.

Zhao Qingqing heard the words, pulled the quilt over her body, and smiled at her,

"Hey, brother Xiaochuan, you just have to make excuses, brother reinforcements are good, but I don't have these thoughts now."

Hearing her words, Zhou Xiaochuan was relieved, but thinking of her age, he was also worried for a while.

The little guy is already 22 years old before he knows it, and he is considered an old girl when he gets married in this age.

But everyone has their own choices, especially in terms of feelings.

He will not make decisions for Zhao Qingqing.

But he still said something to her.

"Qingqing, you are indeed not young now, and you have reached the point where you are talking about marriage. But I can't get involved in your personal relationship.

If you encounter difficulties, just contact me~lightnovelpub.net~Brother will definitely make the decision for you.

But you have to think about it, if you get married here, you won't be able to go back in the future. Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao are still waiting for you in the provincial capital. "

Hearing his words, Zhao Qingqing was silent for a moment, then nodded silently.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan didn't say any more.

What should be explained has been explained, and the rest is Zhao Qingqing's own business.

Everyone has their own life, and they have no right to make decisions for others.

She is not young anymore, she has her own views of right and wrong, and she needs to pay the price for what she does, no matter whether the price is good or bad.

I can only let her not be wronged.

He was also not interested in getting in touch with the Wen family, so he chatted with Zhao Qingqing for a few words, and then he left.

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