Although he complained about the county leaders' slander, he still has to report what he should report.

Zhang Lang reported the construction team to Secretary Zhou and others.

After reporting on the work, Zhang Lang’s affairs in the county were basically over.

Contracting the Xilong Mountains is not as simple as merging the construction team.

A red-headed file can be done.

Of course, a red-headed file can be done, but the county does not work, it must be the province's red-headed file.

When he returned to the guesthouse, he called Tang Feifei and Zhang Lang came to the market in the county.

Here are Northeast snacks that he never forgets, these snacks that he had only heard of in legends before.

Ordinary snacks such as sticky bean buns, fried cakes, roasted sweet potatoes, roasted corn, candied haws, and oil tea noodles have almost become legends because of the ten-year darkness.

The Chinese market has more Chinese charm than the temple street in Xiangjiang. The two of them ate from Jitou to Jitou, and ate all the snacks they saw.

It is also since Tang Feifei inherited the position of the mother-in-law of Land, and her appetite has become much bigger. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to eat so many snacks.

"Husband, look, these little shoes are so beautiful, and the tiger head is so cute." Tang Feifei pulled Zhang Lang and shouted at a pair of children's shoes.

This is a pair of tiger-headed baby shoes. It is said that it can ward off evil spirits and ensure safety. There is also a saying that it can help babies learn to walk faster.

In the Northeast, such small shoes are prepared for children, and basically married women will make such shoes.

Tang Feifei squatted down and picked up the small shoes on the ground and asked, "Auntie, how do you sell these shoes?"

"Daughter! You can buy two pairs for your child! Look at how soft the soles of these shoes are! Children can walk quickly when they wear them!"

Tang Feifei's face turned red in one sentence.

The young woman who was developed by Zhang Lang was full of charm, and the old lady who sold shoes was misunderstood.

Zhang Lang also squatted down, picked up a pair of tiger-head shoes and took a look. It was really good, the workmanship was very exquisite, and the little tiger-head was cute.

This kind of shoes is basically worn by people from Northeast China, but the workmanship and embroidered tiger heads are different.

"Do your wife like it? If you like it, let's buy it!"

"No, I just take a look. I will do it myself when I look back!" Tang Feifei said in a low voice with a red face.

"Wife, you forgot that your godmother is pregnant. These little shoes can be given to your godmother!"

"Yes!" Tang Feifei nodded.

Zhang Lang took out five dollars and handed it over, "Auntie, I want all of your shoes!"

"Okay, OK! Big brother, I'll wrap it up for you!"

The fifteen pairs of shoes were sold out at once, and the aunt couldn't stop smiling. She asked Zhang Lang for 50 cents, and then took out a piece of cloth to wrap the shoes.

The discovery of the tiger-headed shoes once again inspired Tang Feifei's shopping madness attributes. Zhang Lang walked behind with a bag, and Tang Feifei was looking for the items he liked in front.

Fortunately, Tang Feifei has inherited the throne and has a storage ring, otherwise Zhang Lang would have to be covered with bags.

Tang Feifei was responsible for buying, and Zhang Lang was responsible for paying money and carrying his bag. When he had too many bags, he found a corner to stuff things into the storage ring.

It is still convenient for gods. Only in this way can you enjoy the pleasure of shopping, and you will not be tired of too many things.

"Husband! Look at these puppies are so cute!"

"Wife! We really don't need this anymore. Our family has twenty-four puppies!"

"That's right! But this white puppy is so beautiful!"

"purchase!"

There was no living thing in the storage ring, so Zhang Lang could only hold Tang Feifei and continue shopping.

Perhaps it was to vent the frustration of staying in the room all morning, Tang Feifei walked back and forth several times in a short market.

It was not until the genius of the black that he returned to the guesthouse satisfied.

The bar continued to the evening, but the battle location was changed from the supply and marketing cooperative to the material bureau.

Otherwise, Tang Feifei would stay in the guesthouse alone, and Zhang Lang was not afraid of them making jokes, so he took his wife to the banquet.

Because of Tang Feifei's participation, the bar has become much more elegant. Although I drink a lot of wine, I no longer try my best to drink like before.

In fact, this is what Secretary Zhou and his party are like.

Everyone is the leader, and it is impossible for the God of Baccarat to fight for wine without interruption.

It was only a few times that I changed my style under the stimulation of Zhang Lang.

Tang Feifei still gave Zhang Lang a good face, and took all the work of serving tea and water, and even generously accompanied the squad leader to drink a few glasses of wine.

This made everyone even more jealous. Just forget it if you have money, but you still have such a beautiful and virtuous wife. What is it that unbearable!

So, Zhang Lang became the protagonist again, the target of everyone's drinking.

Because of Tang Feifei's participation, the wine filling in the bar has become much more elegant, but it has only changed from one jar to three jar.

Zhang Lang sacrificed gloriously again.

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The next morning, Zhang Lang drove a jeep borrowed from the material bureau on his way home.

In the Northeast, snow is everywhere on the road. Fortunately, Zhang Lang's skills have passed. Even so, it will be dark when he gets home.

As soon as you enter the territory of Xilong Villa, a familiar and intimate aura comes to you.

The pulse of the earth was beating with his breath.

It feels so good to go home.

Before we reached the entrance of the village, the roar of the engine startled a barking sound of dogs.

A group of big dogs rushed over toward the headlights.

It was Zhang Lang's paparazzi guard who came to welcome Zhang Lang.

"Duckers, miss me!"

Zhang Lang stopped the car and hugged each other. It was only a month since he saw the dogs, and the puppies grew by more than ten centimeters taller.

They are even taller than the dog king tiger son.

The dog was very excited when he saw Zhang Lang, and they shook their tails at him and barked.

After a while of intimacy, Zhang Lang got into the car and returned home with the dogs calling out.

Hearing the movement of the car, Zhang Lang's father came out.

"Dad! Why haven't you been sleeping yet?"

"We're waiting for you! We said you're back today, so we're waiting at home!"

"The wolf cub is back? Whose car is this?"

"Uncle Wolf! Is this the car you bought?"

"Uncle Wolf! How much did I buy this car?"

A group of people rushed out of Zhang Lang's yard and rushed to talk to Zhang Lang.

Only then did Zhang Lang realize that not only his family did not sleep, but many people in the village were not sleeping, gathered at his house and waited for him.

What is this situation? I am usually very popular, but this is a bit too enthusiastic.

Zhang Lang was a little confused and could only greet him with a smile: "Oh! Everyone is here! Wait! I'll take down the things and let's go into the house to talk. It's very cold outside."

"Come on, come on! Uncle Lang, I'll help you get it!" Erlenzi stepped forward and snatched the things in Zhang Lang's hand.

"Uncle Wolf, I'll help you get it too!"

"Master Wolf! You have been driving for a day, so we can just take the things! You can rest!"

In a blink of an eye, the things in the car were snatched away.

"Dad, what's going on?" Zhang Lang asked curiously with pulling his father's clothes.

You should know that there is no electricity in the village, and everyone has long been used to sunset.

Everyone should have gone to bed long ago.
Chapter completed!