Vol 311 Chapter 1031: 1031 princess please

On the mountain, Master Jiang woke up in the morning and the house was dark.

What's up? Where is this?

He was confused for a moment, and the last fragment in his mind was that he and his seventh cousin were preparing a table for a big meal. They had just taken two bites of the meal, and then...

Just what?

He had no impression at all.

Looking at myself again, I haven’t even taken off my sweater—no wonder I feel uncomfortable sleeping at night.

Look at Du Mei next to her, okay? She didn’t even put any powder on her face yesterday, and she didn’t even take off her turtleneck sweater. She’s still fast asleep!

Struggling to take out the phone and take a look: "Oops!"

It’s six o’clock! It’s time to make breakfast on the mountain! How did the people who picked vegetables on the mountain eat last night?

The radish and pork ribs soup was stewed in advance, and the rice was also simmered in the pot... He had no impression of anything else!

Thinking of this, Master Jiang couldn't sit still anymore and quickly got up from the bed. The air-conditioning wind blew on his face, which made his mouth go dry!

He quickly washed his face and stared at the mirror while brushing his teeth. Suddenly he remembered that he had lost his temper after drinking!

In another room, Mrs. Tang had painted her eyebrows and powdered her eyes yesterday. She discovered early in the morning that she had not removed her makeup and had been tinkering in the sink for half an hour!

Professor Song even said to her in the bathroom: "Yesterday I told you not to drink, but you can't stand the strength of the wine...you still don't believe me?"

Mrs. Tang rubbed her face: "It's not that I don't believe it, I just want to try it."

“That bottle you sent home in the summer, you didn’t even let me touch it when I came back, so I drank it all secretly.”

“I would like to know what kind of alcohol can make you, a non-alcoholic, hide it like a treasure!”

But now I taste it, after one gulp, the hot feeling burns from my throat to my heart, and when I open my mouth and burp, all that comes out is the aroma of food...

But, the memory only ends here.

She had no idea what was going to happen next, but if she knew it would break the film immediately, she would have to take off her makeup before drinking anything!

My mind is still buzzing now, and I think of something, but I can't figure out what it is.

Until Professor Song said: "I'm afraid the status of these people here is not ordinary..."

Mrs. Tang:! ! She remembered!

At this moment, he hurriedly said: "It is indeed unusual. I wanted to tell Tantan yesterday. But I saw that people came to enjoy the countryside without telling their identity, so I said it out. I was afraid that the family's hospitality would be too deliberate, so I held it back. ”

Professor Song became happy: "As for Song Tan, I've told you before that when a high-ranking provincial official comes, she doesn't take it seriously - it doesn't matter to her whether he's an ordinary person or a high-ranking official."

“What if it’s from Yuquan Mountain in the imperial capital?”

At this time, Lao Song also fell silent.

He was confused: "Are you sure?"

Teacher Tang nodded: "A few years ago, some students did an economic project, and one of the main figures was interviewed. His father is from the mountain."

Now the husband and wife look at each other: To speak or not to speak, that is a question.

After a while, Professor Song decided: "Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, must be optimistic about Song Tan if he can bring his family members. If she knew about it, if the young man couldn't keep his composure, she would inevitably show her signs.

As for those old people, what kind of thoughts have they not seen? It would be better to be happy with such simple and conventional treatment.

Teacher Tang also sighed: "The mountain topography here is not good, and the geographical location is not good...otherwise, once a mountain is chosen as a sanatorium, the local economy will soon improve." But, I can't choose.

To be honest, Professor Song has been checking the environment here, and there is nothing particularly outstanding. Even if the food is delicious, Song Tan has his own way.

What is the purpose of setting up a sanatorium here? There is no outstanding feature of geography, humanities and climate. Do you only want to supply domestic crops?

That would involve all aspects, including family life, Qiao Qiao's live broadcast... Based on Professor Song's understanding of Song Tan, she would be reluctant.

The couple reached a consensus and then walked out slowly.

Take a walk in the mountains early in the morning, walk around twice, and come back just in time to have breakfast. What a perfect day!

Unexpectedly, as soon as I left the dormitory, I saw five people standing in the yard, all looking depressed and unable to lift their heads.

What's going on?

Professor Song and Teacher Tang didn't understand, so they nodded and said hello: "Have you had breakfast? You can have breakfast in the canteen in the factory in front, you should be able to find it, right?"

With these words, the heads of several young men across from him lowered their heads. It was Xiao Du who raised his head and thanked him, so that the couple did not have to leave the stage.

but…

After walking far away, Professor Song turned around to look back and said categorically to Teacher Tang: "There must be something wrong!"

It's not just the old men who feel uncomfortable, right?

Ah yo! This was a big deal, so the couple hurried down the mountain to find Song Tan.

At the foot of the mountain, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was rubbing Song Tan: "Hurry, send me a copy of yesterday's video. Can you delete it?"

"How can we do that?" Song Tan said seriously: "I plan to show it to everyone on the day of killing the pig. It's not that we don't give good wine, but I'm really drunk and going crazy, and I can't stand it!"

Don't mention it, everyone's wine is quite good, and their drunkenness does not affect others. I heard from Qiaoqiao that they slept well last night. He got up in the middle of the night and stared at the vegetable patch, and everyone in the dormitory was snoring.

At this point, Song Tan also looked serious: "Employees really can't drink!"

Master Jiang didn’t even finish making supper last night!

Fortunately, the vegetable pickers are all aunties from the village. You can just serve the food yourself and eat it with radish and pork ribs soup, so you don’t have to be picky.

Zhang Yanping is the same. He was supposed to work the night shift, but he was late drinking. He picked vegetables, weighed and packed the truck in the middle of the night, and Qiao Qiao was watching! But the child was so tired that he didn't get up after six o'clock.

But the branch secretary Xiaozhu was already numb.

Because Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun are two drunkards. They are drunk, but their hands are steady, and the video captured is not bad at all!

There’s even a close-up! The appearance of the old man, the appearance of Little Du Ge and the others are all clear!

The key is that they act drunk and crazy! Not to mention anything else, if word spreads about the "army competition" that they were drunk, people will laugh to death!

The old man’s face can be thrown from Yuquan Mountain to Tiantongyuan!

Especially that video, it’s really funny and easy to spread...

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, had a headache when he thought about this. At this moment, he just wanted to praise Song Tan: "Princess! Please, please send me a copy of the video and delete the rest!"

When he saw Zhang Yanping getting up with yawning, he laughed out loud: "Return to the princess? Why don't you call me Queen? Hahaha! Queen, Calabash Baby is going to rescue five grandfathers!"

When Party Secretary Xiao Zhu saw him, old and new hatreds welled up in his heart. At this moment, he looked at Song Tan:

“He was absent from work yesterday, didn’t you deduct his salary?”

Princess please read!

Update 2! There are three updates today!

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