Great Power Army Reclamation

The weather at the moment is already midsummer. If we were in the mainland, it would already be extremely hot.

Although northern Xinjiang is hot during the day, it is still very cool at night. Wearing cotton-padded jackets in the morning, wearing gauze in the afternoon, and eating watermelon around the stove, this sentence vividly sums up the weather here.

Because he didn't wear his coat, Liu Junken felt a little cold while walking on the road, so he folded his arms across his chest and used his own body temperature to warm himself.

It turns out that when Ma Ling and others were in power, considering energy conservation issues, the lights were turned off after twelve o'clock.

But after Liu Junken came to power, he directly canceled this regulation. Military Reclamation City is not short of this little money.

As a result, Junken City is now a city that never sleeps, and the bright lights eclipse the stars in the sky.

Because of the brightness, even though it was already twelve o'clock, there were still people coming and going on the street. Young people everywhere like nightlife, because night is a time for reverie.

Looking at pairs of young people, groups of young people are strolling on the street, some carrying bags in their hands, and some holding food in their hands.

From time to time, couples feed each other, and the man takes the opportunity to take advantage, and is greeted by his girlfriend’s coquettishness, followed by laughter.

In order to cater to these young people, shops are keeping their shops open. After all, the rent is paid, and the cost is the same if the business is open 24 hours or 8 hours, but the turnover is different.

Most of the people who open shops are outsiders, and no one in the local military reclamation city does small business, because the income from work is higher than the income from ordinary shops, and there is no need to worry so much.

Of course there are also restaurants and fruit stalls run by locals, mostly ethnic people.

The Uighurs have always called themselves businessmen. They do not herd cattle. Even if they have cattle and sheep at home, they are not in large numbers and are kept for themselves.

In addition to farming, they also sell their own products, such as melons, pears and peaches. There are also various juices and dried fruits.

Their processing methods are very original and simple, and they are all authentic products. Compared with those in the mainland that are blended with chemical additives, they are absolutely conscientious products.

Passing by a small stall selling pomegranate juice, Liu Junken bought a cup. It was the size of a beer glass and cost only one yuan a cup.

Because he had just drank, Liu Junken was thirsty and drank a large glass in one breath.

The little Uighur girl selling pomegranate juice couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle when she saw his hungry look.

Seeing him put down the cup, he took another half cup:

"You drink, I'll treat you, no money required."

Liu Junken burst out laughing, XJ's girl is so kind. This Uighur girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old. She has braids all over her head and is wearing a dress. She is very beautiful.

Liu Junken did not refuse the kindness, and drank half the cup in one breath. The sweet and sour juice completely cured his thirst.

He nodded gracefully in thanks, then took out his wallet, and the result...

The wallet is in the coat and no clothes are on. Where did the wallet come from?

Seeing his embarrassment, the girl smiled and waved her hand.

"If you don't bring any money, remember to pay it tomorrow. Let's go quickly."

Where has Liu Junken ever done such a thing? I took out my cell phone and wanted to call someone to send money.

But the girl stretched out her hand and pushed him away: "If you call someone over, you still have to waste their time. Isn't it just a dollar thing? Just remember to send it over tomorrow."

Liu Junken took two steps and couldn't help but turn around and ask:

"Girl, what's your name?"

The little girl cooed at him playfully: "Hey, you owe me money and you want to check your household registration? My name is Dilireba."

Liu Junken, who was very depressed just now, suddenly felt better. Just because of this warmth.

That night, he walked along the river for a long time. The water in the river flowed as always. In his more than 20 years of memory, there was no change at all.

It became just the scenery on the shore, artificially made into a cluster of flowers. Liu Junken suddenly felt disgusted in his heart, feeling that this artificial landscape was so disharmonious to the river.

It wasn't until he sneezed one after another that Liu Junken had to go back to the office. Although he didn't feel sleepy at all, he had a cold.

Early the next morning, he woke up late for the first time because he was groggy. The secretary cleaned the office and made tea for him before he came out of the lounge.

Seeing that he was not in good spirits, the secretary asked with concern:

"I'm going to get you some medicine. Are you sick?"

Liu Junken waved his hand: "It's just a cold. Don't make a fuss. Just drink more water and you'll be fine."

The secretary was a little worried. He knew what Liu Junken had been through in the army. For ordinary people, a minor illness might cause big trouble.

So when Liu Junken started working, he hurried out to get Liu Junken's medicine.

After reviewing the documents for a while, Song Danning walked in. Since the secretary was not there, no one informed him.

Liu Junken looked up at his wife. She might not have slept well all night, and she looked a little haggard.

"What's the matter?" Liu Junken asked subconsciously.

Song Danning took out his household registration book: "Didn't you say you were going to get divorced today?"

Liu Junken was stunned. He was kicked out by Song Danning last night, and he caught a cold again today. His mind was so groggy that he had forgotten about it a long time ago.

Seeing his expression, Song Danning cursed angrily:

"It seems that I have no sense of my existence towards you. You can forget such a big thing."

Liu Junken scratched his head: "How old are you, and you still get divorced? You're not afraid of other people laughing at you."

Liu Junken is very strong. This is a habit developed in the army. He must either execute orders or obey orders.

However, at home, everything about him has been subverted. Although this wife is very easy-going outside, she has always been stronger than him at home.

This made him very depressed, but there was nothing he could do about it. This woman had made so many sacrifices for him, and he deserved to be weak.

With just one angry word, this woman dared to take her household registration book to his office and drag him to get a divorce. This is unbearable. Regardless of his status, just because he is a man, he can't be cowardly?

So Liu Junken asked seriously:

"Do you really want a divorce? Don't you regret it?"

Liu Junken's attitude suddenly angered Song Danning, who was still angry, and his eyebrows stood up.

"You want a divorce and you ask me if I regret it? Liu Junken, who do you think you are? Come on, whoever doesn't divorce you today is a bastard!"

"Fuck!"

Liu Junken cursed, then without saying a word, he stood up and walked out the door, muttering:

"Look who is the bastard!"

The Civil Affairs Bureau is not far from the government office, but when two people fell in love and divorced, not only the clerk was dumbfounded, but the Civil Affairs Bureau director also rushed out of the office after receiving the report.

So fucking shocking!

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