I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

"hiss!"

Medea felt a pain in her chest and woke up from her sleep and sat up. She felt a weight falling off her body and she grabbed the little thing in her arms.

She looked down at the obvious saliva marks and tears on the chest of her silk nightgown, as well as the numb and itchy feeling. Then she looked at the little guy lying in her hand and sucking her fingers comfortably. What could he not know?

"Leonor!"

'Mm...Mom!'

Hearing the noise coming from inside, there was a burst of hurried footsteps at the door. Anna walked quickly to Medea and took the little Leonor, who was still dancing with excitement, from her arms and said, "The little princess is hungry. I will take her to see the old lady first."

Mitia, who was a little grumpy when she woke up, calmed down after thinking about this. She subconsciously rubbed her chest and said in distress, "She sucks like this every day. I feel like one day she might really go into the ditch and have breast swell."

You have to know that she now has complete control over her body both subjectively and subconsciously, which means that it is not difficult for her to breastfeed, it is just a matter of adjusting some pheromone switches in her body.

She didn't want to do it subjectively, after all, she was already used to her current female body, but she also didn't think about having a baby or breastfeeding.

But if you are sucked like this all day long, you might subconsciously think that you should have milk, and then you're doomed.

When I lowered my head and took a closer look, I saw that the material at the boy's chest was almost sucked through by his strong force, and the bulge was visibly larger than the other round one.

Yes, it's swollen.

When had she ever suffered such a big loss? In the past, she was the one who sucked others, never the one who was sucked by others.

'poof'

Anna, who was holding the little princess, couldn't help laughing out loud, and before Medea's face turned completely black, she quickly picked up the little one and ran away.

The culprit had run away. Mitia shook his head, lay down on his side with his cheek in his hand, and continued to read the primary school Chinese textbook that he had read halfway.

Apart from setting basic requirements and providing a large number of excellent sample essays, she basically does not participate in the compilation of subsequent textbooks. After all, professionals do professional things, and she has to give her subordinates room to display their abilities. However, she will definitely review the final draft ready for publication.

After all, when it comes to education, you either pretend you don't know and ignore it, or you have to start from the source.

Children always believe more in what they have learned and will imitate unconsciously. The education they receive in childhood may not have any effect for a while, and even the children themselves may not remember it, but in fact it has laid the foundation for their three views.

Just like herself, maybe she has forgotten the name of the text she studied.

But she knew what Bai Yang Li Zan was talking about. The story behind the golden fishhook. She still remembered her grandfather collecting them in the countryside. She still remembered her mother reaching into her pocket and taking out a roll of wrinkled banknotes, counting them with her cracked fingers.

Therefore, preschool and primary school education is much more important than later education, because if the foundation is laid wrong, it will be difficult to recover later. This is the immersion cost.

Fortunately, as the Queen's direct descendants, they also knew the Queen's preferences and would not cause trouble for her in the textbooks. Overall, she was very satisfied with the finished product.

After watching for a while, Anna came back and stood beside her and whispered, "The old lady has woken up, and the young lady is with her now."

"Um..."

Medea put down the book, stretched himself, reached out and pulled Anna down on the sofa.

'what...'

Medea sniffed the familiar scent of hair and narrowed her eyes: "Sleep with me for a while."

Anna's cheeks flushed slightly, but she didn't resist. The two of them snuggled up on the sofa and had a good sleep.

Medea has basically completely delegated power now. She did so because the alliance's base is too large and any move will affect the entire alliance. She can no longer do things according to her own will.

But since you can't change the established rules, you will be changed by them. So it's better to just let it go and have some peace and quiet.

Her biggest task now is to find the meaning of her own existence, and the existence of the Holy Trinity is also a wake-up call for her.

Her life span is too long. If she had not had the desire and inclination to be trapped at the top of power and serve as a regulating machine, she would sooner or later become like Holy Trinity.

At the moment, the goal she can think of is to just be a mascot, enjoy herself more, play music and dance, relax herself more, and urge others more.

On an evening with the moon above the stars, Anna washed Medea's feet as she did when she was a child. Anna had done this day after day for hundreds of years and she didn't know how many times she had done this. No matter how powerful she was outside, at home she would always be the strict little maid who followed Medea around.

Perhaps this is why emperors in history have always been surrounded by close and powerful favorites.

After all, in many cases, such people are likely to spend more time with those in higher positions than with their parents. If they raise a dog for a long time, they will treat it as half a family member, not to mention a living person. If such people have some ability, I believe few people will refuse to help them get promoted.

Of course, if such a person does something that displeases the superior, that terrible and wonderful feeling is much more exciting than being betrayed by a woman or something like NTR.

There are so many women. If you annoy me, the worst that can happen is that I can make you die miserably. I can also use the technique of stripping the nine clans, but in the final analysis, it will not affect the stability of my power.

But it is different with favorites. Most of them are agents of power. For a race like humans who may not let go of power until death, the degree of trust they have in you can be seen by delegating power to you. So once a problem occurs, anyone would want to cut you into pieces, and it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

"So...what have you been hiding from me these days?"

Medea sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed. Her small, slender feet gently hooked Anna's chin, completely exposing the charming face that had been deliberately hidden by her hair to her eyes.

She is not blind. When this girl is alone with her, she feels uneasy as if a toy is pressing on her butt. There must be something about her, but she hasn't told her, so she doesn't dare to see her.

Anna tilted her face up and bit her lips slightly, her cheeks flushed and her eyes watery. She rubbed her hands on the bib of her maid skirt again and again, revealing her nervousness.

"Your Majesty...Please put your legs down first."

"Ok?"

Following Anna's dodging and occasional glances at her, Medea looked down and saw that she had slipped to the bottom of her white nightgown, revealing everything that should and shouldn't be exposed. She coughed violently twice and retracted her feet as if nothing had happened.

Medea didn't want to do anything to her, she was more confused than angry.

The intimacy between Anna and her far exceeds the simple superior-subordinate relationship of a favorite. After all, Anna's life depends on her. All her rights, status and even her life were given by her. She is a dodder that belongs only to her.

No matter from which angle, Anna's motivation for doing things must be to ensure that Medea is the biggest beneficiary. Only when Medea is well can she be well, which is more reliable than any other relationship.

After taking two deep breaths, Anna knelt on the ground with her knees together and told everything in detail.

In fact, it was not a big deal. Some retired veterans asked the Alliance Organization Department for G for their relatives. Later, it became a big deal and Anna dealt with them severely.

As everyone knows, those who retire are definitely older, and they will be dealt with seriously by special departments like the Ministry of Internal Affairs. In other words, the banquet will be held.

Chapter 470: Grassroots Training? Goodbye

Time goes back five days

The Alliance Organization Department visited the families of veteran cadres to learn about the current situation of the veteran cadres and whether they have any life difficulties that need to be resolved by the organization.

Generally speaking, such a task is considered very easy, and most of the old heroes of the alliance do not actually want the alliance to spend too much time and energy on these retired old guys.

To put it bluntly, with subsidies from the alliance's state-owned enterprise welfare system and the alliance's current economic boom, their retirement life is generally very comfortable.

Money? It's impossible to spend it all. During festivals, the neighborhood committee, the veterans' association, the state-owned enterprises, the labor union and the farmers' association would come to visit. The food sent by the old man with his teeth would take a year, let alone a month, to finish.

Most of them will be donated to the children in the Union Welfare Home. The main work goal of the Organization Department is usually to chat with the old men and women and listen to their great achievements when they were working grandfathers in their prime. This is also a good opportunity for the Organization Department to bring in new people for internships.

Of course, not all old men and women are so considerate. Problems arose when they visited the widow of a deceased former state secretary.

"I think you don't know enough about Comrade Kenneth, and you have some inertia in your thinking on the issue of appointing him."

The deputy captain continued: "Your son-in-law is doing a great job in his position."

"Oh no!" Eva Carly shook her head: "He is too idle now, sitting in the office reading newspapers every day, lacking basic understanding of the grassroots. I know Kenneth very well, he is a person who can do practical and big things."

(Everyone knows that those without grassroots experience cannot have much room for promotion. You should arrange him to work at the grassroots level for two years to get enough experience and then transfer him back. Wouldn't that solve all the problems?)

'Then, do you have any specific units and goals?'

'Alas, how can I have any specific unit or goal? I have been retired for so many years, I don't know anything.'

(Just pass the message up, they will understand.)

"So, how exactly did you do it?"

Anna glanced at her and said cautiously: "I sent Kenneth to the town book office through Veronica..."

"Pfft...you guys."

Medea was a little amused and helpless. Others went down to the countryside to improve their qualifications, but you were sent to the Classics Office to sort out historical materials every day. This kind of retirement place, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to get promoted in his next life. How could the old lady not make a fuss?

Anna muttered: "It's her own greed that caused her to swallow an elephant. How can she blame us?"

If he just does his job steadily, even Anna won't cause trouble for him. After all, her family is strong and abides by the Basic Law.

But who told you to stick to the right path and not take shortcuts? If you take shortcuts, don't blame others for punishing you, because you can't stand the scrutiny, and if there is a problem, you will be responsible for it yourself.

Touching her chin, she understood after Anna said that why she didn't dare or why it was inappropriate to report this matter to her.

Things like old meritorious service are very troublesome, especially those who are no longer in office and have retired. On the surface, they have nothing left. If you make a fuss about them in their later years after retirement, it will be very offensive. Both the public and those in office will complain behind their backs.

To say that you are grumbling is an understatement. In fact, if you bully these seemingly lonely elderly people, no matter how excessive their demands are, you will probably be scolded to death by all walks of life.

Anna naturally didn't want to present such a hot potato to Medea to make things difficult for her, so she decided to do it herself...

"Besides, many people have warned her, but she insisted on making trouble for us, going to the Organization Department several times a day."

Chapter 471 Intercontinental Missile

"Going to the hospital?"

Eva Carly, who had just returned to the compound from the Organization Department, greeted an old lady from another compound who was riding a bicycle slowly towards her in a friendly manner.

"Ah." The old lady responded and slowly parked the car.

Eva Carly looked at her bicycle with disapproval on her face: "Tell me, can your legs handle this twenty-mile round trip?" (Why don't you ask the higher-ups to arrange a car to take you there?)

The old lady smiled and said, "What should I do? It's OK if you have a car temporarily, but you can't go to the hospital every day and call a car to pick you up, right?" (The car is public, not mine. It's not good for me to use it for personal purposes.)

Eva Carly adjusted her reading glasses: "Given your old man's current level, it's OK." (Given your old man's level, it's not a problem to order people around after retirement, and there's no need to feel embarrassed.)

The old lady pounded her waist and sighed, saying meaningfully: "We have to look like we are retiring now. If you still use the car every day after retiring, people will definitely complain in their hearts."

Eva Carly's smiling face suddenly became a little embarrassed after hearing this.

This seems to be talking about the old lady herself, but in fact it is talking about Eva Carly, implying that she did not act like a retired person after retirement, and even wanted to ask the Organization Department for a position, which caused dissatisfaction among others. She did not understand the principle that after retirement, people would leave and forget about her.

"Alas... I'm going to go buy groceries first. We'll talk when I come back."

'OK. ’

Eva Carly lost interest in chatting, so she waved her hand and made up an excuse to leave. The old lady stopped smiling as she watched her leave, and slowly pushed the cart home.

Everyone in the compound knows about Eva's family's troubles. She has been ordering people around all her life, and now that she is old, she wants her descendants to continue in this way.

But how is this possible? Let alone whether the higher-ups agree or not, there are countless people who want to climb up. If you set up a system that assigns each person to a specific position, you will block the path of everyone. It would be strange if the young and vigorous generation could watch this happen and remain indifferent.

The more you do this, the greater the resistance you will encounter. Knowing that people like you will have great trouble retiring after taking office, who would want to make trouble and give your family a chance to rise again?

There is no need to mess around with a bright future. Instead, you have been sent to a sinecure. Even if you are transferred back in the future, the best you can do is retire as a deputy. It will be a waste of time.

It would be better for her to quit now completely and decently, and leave a good impression on the sons who continue to work there. At that time, the higher-ups might let her son-in-law come back for the sake of their family.