Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2754 Zheng Nannan's Hotel Shock

"But how could I have any thoughts about other women when I have you? Besides, I have a good relationship with her man. You know me."

The wife finally let go. She believed what he said. She thought her husband had always been a decent person and had a high reputation in the company.

My father-in-law is going to retire soon, and it seems that news has spread within the group that my husband may take over his position.

After the land was distributed to each household, the company commander and instructor actually had less to do. But they still had more to do than the village head or village party secretary in the mainland.

Although each company does its own thing, the organization is different after all. For example, production organization and coordination.

Although the land is contracted to families, the company commander and instructor are still responsible for organizing and coordinating the agricultural production activities of the entire company.

For example, formulating agricultural production plans, arranging public production links such as irrigation and mechanized farming, and coordinating to resolve land disputes, water use conflicts and other issues that arise between farmers during the production process.

There is also military management and training. The Corps has the special mission of garrisoning and guarding the border. The company commander is responsible for organizing the company's militia training, improving the militia's military quality and ability to respond to emergencies, safeguarding border security, and maintaining social stability.

At the same time, we must also pay attention to the company’s military equipment management, military appearance and discipline, etc.

After all, it is a large-scale mechanized operation, and there are still some public properties in the company.

They are responsible for managing the company's public resources, such as collectively owned agricultural machinery, warehouses, etc., rationally allocating and scheduling these resources, improving resource utilization efficiency, and providing support and guarantee for farmers' production.

In addition, the company commander must manage the company's financial income and expenditure to ensure that funds are used reasonably and transparently.

The instructors focus on ideological education, and also care about the lives of the soldiers and care for and take care of some families in need.

Therefore, relatively speaking, they have much more power than the village director and secretary. After all, it is a semi-militarized unit.

He was also the only person in the company who continued to receive salary, and he also owned land, so his life was better than that of ordinary soldiers.

If Wang Shilei could serve as an instructor, their family's life would naturally be much better.

Wang Shilei turned on his computer and started processing the photos. Although he only graduated from high school, he was interested in photography and writing.

He actually submitted some manuscripts to newspapers and magazines, and occasionally their articles were accepted. Everyone in the group knew about this, so there were rumors that he was going to be promoted.

My wife was lying in bed complaining, "Why don't you come up to bed?"

Both of them are in their early thirties, but they still have no children. The woman is anxious, what will they do in the future?

Wang Shilei was not in a hurry. If there was no crop, then there was no crop. He had worked hard in the fields. If there was really no crop, what else could he do?

In the end, he sorted out the manuscripts and photos and sent them out, not only to the division newspaper, but also to the Corps newspaper and the provincial newspaper. Finally, he gritted his teeth and sent them to the Youth Daily.

This is the first time he has contributed to such a large publication.

Wang Desheng's wife also secretly asked him: "What if Mr. Yang and Zheng Qian are really together? What if his wife comes looking for you? How will you deal with it?"

Wang Desheng had a headache and waved his hands and scolded: "Just shut up if nothing happened. What does it have to do with me? It's not me who asked them to be together."

The old man curled his lips and said, "You had no good intentions when you arranged for them to live there. Who else can they find if not you?"

Wang Desheng: “…”

After taking a shower, Yang Geyong asked Zheng Qian, who was cooking, to take a shower while he cooked.

Zheng Qian rolled her eyes at him and said, "How can a grown man cook? What can you cook?"

Yang Geyong smiled and said, "Go wash it. After you wash it, you will know whether I can do it or not."

When it’s hot, people in the north like to eat noodles. They taste good when mixed with anything after being rinsed with cold water.

However, people in the Corps still prefer hand-rolled noodles, mainly because pulled noodles are too slow to make. Unlike Lanzhou pulled noodles, which can be made in just a few minutes.

People in northern Xinjiang have to rub the noodles one by one, so most people are unwilling to take the effort.

The noodles in northern Xinjiang are good, so they taste chewy when eaten and the same is true when drunk. There is no need to add ash or the like to increase the ductility.

Just a little bit of salt can make the whole noodles have soul. Yang Geyong's cooking skills are better than Ye Yuze's. At least when it comes to northern Xinjiang specialties, Ye Yuze is ashamed of himself.

Yang Geyong was very efficient. After kneading the dough, he put some oil in a basin and started to cut the meat. Noodles needed side dishes, and he also wanted to make himself some dishes and have a couple of drinks.

Yang Geyong loves to drink, and he likes to have a drink when he eats. This is a habit. Ye Yuze never cooperates with him in this regard.

Unless he needs to drink, Ye Yuze usually just drinks a little wine.

I cut a little more mutton, mixed it with spicy noodles and added a little mutton. The rest can be used to make cumin mutton.

The vegetables in northern Xinjiang taste good too. A dish of cold cucumber and a dish of cold tomato are quite good.

It's called mixing, but in fact it's just washing and putting the whole thing on the table and eating it. Everyone knows that the tomatoes and cucumbers here will taste worse if they are added with seasonings.

When Zheng Qian came out of the shower, the food was already on the table and Yang Geyong was making noodles.

Seeing that it was La Noodles, Zheng Qian couldn't help but be surprised. This man is really capable.

During the day, he is more agile than most people in the fields. Isn't he a big boss? Why does he know everything?

After taking a bite, Zheng Qian found that the noodles tasted better than those made in other Uyghur restaurants. Her eyes suddenly became moist. It was the first time in her life that she had eaten food cooked by a man.

She is not a native. She was born in the Daliang Mountains in Sichuan. She came here to live with relatives because of difficult life.

Because she was pretty, her relatives introduced her to her ex-husband after she came here, and they lived a good life after marriage.

It’s just that her ex-husband was a lazy person and didn’t like doing farm work. He left all the farm work to her and spent a lot of time doing business outside.

What kind of business was he doing? Zheng Qian didn't know, but she knew he was running around everywhere, but he never lacked her money.

Including the house he built at home, it is more magnificent than that of ordinary people.

I don’t know why I suddenly lost contact with her. When I left, I called her and she said she was going to Guangzhou and wouldn’t be back for the time being.

The relationship between the two people cannot be said to be good or bad. It is like this for couples after a long time. They just live together.

Zheng Qian always suspected that he had another woman outside, otherwise he would not agree every time her daughter asked to go out and play with him.

But she didn't ask. What's the point of knowing? She has no relatives or friends here, and no one can make decisions for her.

The relative she had taken refuge with was not a close one and is no longer with us, and her children have no contact with her.

Fortunately, her household registration was transferred and she was given land, otherwise she wouldn’t know what to do?

During the meal, Zheng Qian finally told her story, leaving Yang Geyong speechless.

However, he had a guess that something might have happened to Zheng Qian's ex-husband.

But that was just speculation. Since they were divorced, he didn't need to help them find someone. But he still asked, "What's his name? How old is he?"

In fact, Zheng Qian had also looked for him. After all, with the phone number and ID number, there would be traces to follow if a person disappeared.

Unexpectedly, this person just disappeared out of thin air. I don't know if the police there are dealing with her or not investigating her properly?

Ten years ago, things were quite chaotic, especially in the coastal areas. A large number of migrant workers went south, doing the most tiring work for meager wages, and supported the manufacturing industry there.

Of course, there are also the so-called tertiary industries, and the stories behind them are hard to describe.

Seeing that Zheng Qian was still brooding over her ex-husband, she called Ye Yuze. He was familiar with the situation there and asked him to help check it out.

In fact, Ye Yuze was not familiar with them either, because so many years had passed and the officials he knew in the past had been replaced many times.

However, the shipyard and garment factory were over there, so he made a phone call and asked them to help check it out.

As a result, the news came back quickly, saying that the person had smuggled himself into the country and probably went to Hong Kong Island.

Hong Kong Island is familiar with Yang Geyong. Although his group of people are old, he is still able to surpass the double-flowered red sticks.

So, he searched for a long time before he found Xiaopingguo's phone number in his mobile phone and called her.

In a blink of an eye, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had contacted Xiaopingguo. At that time, he loved her to death, but time is a coolant that can freeze any enthusiasm.

The voice on the other end was very faint. I asked him what was the matter.

Yang Geyong said his name and age and sent a photo.

The other end replied, "Got it," and hung up the phone.

Yang Geyong smiled bitterly and shook his head. It was his fault. He had never gone no matter how many times people had called him. Now people were no longer interested in him.

But thinking about it, now that Xiaopingguo is the same age as him, there is no regret. If she can give birth to a child for him, he will also have some concerns.

But the thing that held the two people together had already faded as their feelings faded...

However, he knew that since Xiaopingguo had agreed, she would definitely take care of it, there was no doubt about that.

At night, Zheng Qian was naturally very gentle. It was not until she met Yang Geyong in her life that she realized that some things could be so beautiful, so she was naturally greedy.

Her former husband was just a decoration. Fortunately, she had a daughter, otherwise she would not have any memory of that man...

I dried Yang Geyong's body and cleaned myself up before going to sleep. Life is so beautiful.

The sunlight seemed to be crushed and sprinkled on the ancient city of Kashgar, covering this exotic city with a layer of dreamy golden gauze.

Ye Yuze took Zheng Nannan through the bustling ancient city of Kashgar. The dazzling array of handicraft shops on the street, the fragrant snack stalls, and people dressed in gorgeous ethnic costumes formed a vivid folk painting.

Zheng Nannan was dazzled by the sight, with curiosity and excitement flashing in her eyes.

"Uncle, look at that!"

Zheng Nannan, like a happy little deer, suddenly broke free from Ye Yuze's hand and ran to a stall selling Adras silk.

She gently stroked the colorful and soft silk, her eyes full of amazement:

"This silk is so beautiful. I've never seen such a beautiful combination of colors!"

The stall owner was a kind Uyghur uncle who smiled and introduced the silk patterns and production techniques to her in not very fluent Mandarin.

Zheng Nannan nodded continuously as she listened, and occasionally turned to look at Ye Yuze with an inquiring look, while Ye Yuze smiled and provided additional explanations.

Leaving the silk stall, they came to a shop full of bronze wares.

Zheng Nannan picked up an exquisite copper kettle, looked left and right, and suddenly asked loudly:

"Uncle, is this Aladdin's lamp? Will a genie come out if I rub it?"

The customers and shop owners around her laughed out loud at her innocent words.

Zheng Nannan then realized that she had made a fool of herself. Her cheeks instantly turned red like ripe apples and she hid behind Ye Yuze embarrassedly.

Ye Yuze patted her shoulder gently and comforted her:

"It's okay, everyone thinks you're cute."

As night falls, the lively atmosphere in Kashgar remains unabated.

The ancient city was brightly lit and the performances of street performers attracted a large number of spectators.

Zheng Nannan was attracted by a burst of cheerful Uyghur music. She squeezed into the crowd and twisted her body like the dancers. Her uncoordinated movements once again caused laughter from the people around her.

But she didn't care at all and enjoyed the happiness to the fullest, and even pulled Ye Yuze to dance with her.

Ye Yuze couldn't persuade her, so he had to dance awkwardly with her. Their laughter echoed in the night sky.

After a day of shopping, both of them were a little tired. Ye Yuze decided to take Zheng Nannan to a local five-star hotel to have a good rest for the night.

The main reason was that Ye Yuze felt uncomfortable because of the not-so-clean utensils in the small hotel last night.

Walking into the hotel lobby, the luxurious decoration made Zheng Nannan suddenly quiet down. She followed Ye Yuze carefully, but her eyes were looking at everything around her curiously.

After completing the check-in procedures, they each took their room cards and went to the door of their room.

"Brother Yuze, see you tomorrow." Zheng Nannan waved to Ye Yuze and walked into her room. In fact, she was a little nervous, but she still acted calm...

However, as soon as she entered the door, she was confused by the various modern equipment in front of her.

The smart lighting system, electronic curtains, and complicated toilet buttons seem like high-tech from an alien planet to Zheng Nannan, who is used to a simple life.

She tried to press a light switch, but unexpectedly the lights in the entire room went out instantly, which scared her so much that her hair stood on end.

In a panic, she fumbled to open the curtains and accidentally triggered the alarm system, and the sharp sirens echoed in the room.

Zheng Nannan was completely panicked, tears welling up in her eyes. She ran around the room at a loss, not knowing what to do.

In her haste, she accidentally kicked the trash can, tripped and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The decoration here is too luxurious. She is afraid that she will break something. She can't afford any of it.

So he could only struggle to get up, and slowly feel his way to the door based on his memory, but he couldn't open it.

After struggling for a long time, she started to sob in grievance but dared not make a sound. She continued to grope until she touched the safety button and finally turned the door handle.

Then, Zheng Nannan quickly opened the door, ran to Ye Yuze's room in her pajamas, and knocked hard.

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