With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Guangming County Match Factory is not a big one. Xue Ming came to the factory gate and showed his work ID, "I have something to do with Yang Meiya, a female worker in your factory. Please help me arrange it."

The janitor uncle didn't know how to read, but Xue Ming was wearing a brand new Chinese tunic suit and black leather shoes. The uncle didn't dare to neglect and hurried to the factory to find Zhou Wenshun, the workshop director.

Zhou Wenshun was numb when he saw Xue Ming's ID, "Director Xue came to our factory on business, right? I'll report to the factory director."

"It's not business, so there's no need to trouble the factory director. I just want to have a few words with Comrade Yang Meiya and ask him to arrange it," Xue Ming said.

"Okay, Director Xue, please come with me." Zhou Wenshun did not dare to neglect the leaders from the provincial capital and hurriedly led Xue Ming into the match factory.

His groveling look made Xue Ming laugh. He felt like he was holding a chicken feather as an arrow. In fact, the director of the Transportation Department was at the same level as the school principal.

A group of female workers were busy in the match packing workshop. They arranged the boxes of matches into cubes and packed them with paper. The common people called them a package of matches.

"Comrades, take a break. Director Xue Ming of the Provincial Transportation Department is here to visit you." Zhou Wenshun clapped his hands and said.

The female workers stopped what they were doing and looked at Xue Ming. They didn't know what the transportation department did.

"The transportation department in the provincial capital is full of transporters, and Director Xue is the leader of all transporters in the provincial capital." Zhou Wenshun added.

The transporter was one of the eight dignified members of the commune, and they looked at Xue Ming differently.

This director is so young, tall, and has a good-looking face. I wonder if he is married.

"Comrade Yang Meiya, Director Xue wants to talk to you." Zhou Wenshun came to a young female worker.

As her name suggests, Yang Meiya has a beautiful face and a good figure, but she is less than 1.6 meters tall.

"Hello, Director Xue." Yang Meiya stood up and bowed to Xue Ming, feeling uneasy as she didn't know what Director Xue wanted to talk to her about.

"Comrade Meiya, don't be nervous. My cousin likes you and asked me to come over to propose marriage." Xue Ming took out a stack of ten-yuan bills from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This is a three-hundred-yuan gift."

"Oops!" A group of female workers immediately gathered around Yang Meiya, staring at the thirty yuan on the table in shock, with envy in their eyes.

Zhou Wenshun was also shocked. He never expected that Xue Ming was here to propose marriage. He wanted to tell Yang Meiya about Matchbox's proposal to prevent Xue Ming from proposing marriage and then introduce his daughter to Xue Ming.

"Director Xue is late, our Meiya has already found her partner." said a slightly coquettish-looking female worker.

"Yes, Director Xue, Meiya put her photo in a matchbox and swore that she would marry whoever bought the photo. As a result, a young farmer from the Liu Village Brigade of Guangming Commune bought the photo, so he was Meiya's target. ." Another female worker said.

Yang Meiya's colleagues did not hesitate to tell her secrets and deliberately caused trouble. As the saying goes, they are both afraid of their brothers' hardship and fear of their brothers driving a Land Rover. They also have the same mentality.

Thirty yuan is a sky-high price in the country. In their minds, Xue Ming's cousin must have a well-off family and must be a big leader of a certain unit.

Xue Ming listened to their stories and observed Yang Meiya. She acted very calmly. She was not angry because of the 30 yuan surprise or because of the troubles made by her colleagues.

"Thank you, Director Xue, cousin. They are right. My target is Liu Hongwei from Liucun Brigade." Yang Meiya said firmly.

"But your parents dislike Liu Hongwei and don't agree with your relationship." Xue Ming didn't expect that she really refused.

"Liu Hongwei is my partner. If we can't be together, I will be an old girl. Thank you Director Xue for your love." Yang Meiya refused again.

There was an exclamation in the workshop, Xue Ming laughed, put the money in his pocket, said goodbye to everyone, turned around and left.

I inquired all the way to the door of Yang Meiya's house, entered the space and drank tea from God's perspective.

Today, the eldest aunt and cousin will come to the Yang family to return the photo that represents marriage, saying that the Liu family is not worthy of the Yang family.

No one in the Yang family was at home at this time. A middle-aged couple came back on a bicycle at 12:30 noon.

They opened the door with the key, the woman washed her hands and went to the kitchen to cook, and the man sat in the living room and read the newspaper.

Ten minutes later, Xue Ming saw his aunt Huang Meiye and his cousin Liu Hongwei outside the courtyard wall. Huang Meiye knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Yang's father, who was reading the newspaper in the main room, went out to ask, and Yang's mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, also came out.

"Is this Comrade Yang Meiya's home? We are from Liucun Brigade." Huang Meiye said weakly.

"You hurry up and leave. My daughter will never marry a farmer. You hurry up and leave." Yang's mother immediately shouted with a spoon.

This kind of looks down on the farmers. Xue Ming feels that the Yang family is not worthy of the Liu family, but that girl Yang Meiya is very good.

"Aunt Yang, don't get me wrong. I'm here to return the photo. I'm not good enough for Meiya, so I slipped Meiya's photo through the crack in the door."

Liu Hongwei took out a photo and stuffed it into the yard through the crack in the door. He decided to give up the marriage because the family was not in the right family.

At this time, Yang Meiya also came home from get off work, and the scene became more lively. Liu Hongwei blushed and did not dare to look at this beautiful girl.

Yang's mother directly pulled her daughter into the yard, blocked the door with her body and shouted at Liu's mother and son, "You must give up on this, I will never agree to this marriage even if I die."

"Mom, don't be like this..."

"Go back to the house!"

The hysterical mother Yang almost pushed Yang Meiya down. Father Yang shook his head and watched the farce without saying a word.

Xue Ming felt that it was time for him to appear on the stage. He left the space and appeared behind the Yang family. He slowly came to the door of the Yang family and said, "Aunt, cousin, why are you here?"

"Da Mingzi? Aren't you in the provincial capital? When did you come back?" Huang Meiye was suddenly very excited and grabbed Xue Ming's hand tightly.

"Is it you? Is Hongwei your cousin, Director Xue?" Yang Meiya was stunned and felt that her brain was not enough for a moment.

The words "section chief" and "director" carry a lot of weight. Yang's father looked at Xue Ming with wide eyes, and Yang's mother was also extremely shocked.

Huang Meiye suddenly found her backbone and looked at Mother Yang with her head held high, "My nephew is the director of the transportation department of the provincial capital, and he is in charge of forty or fifty transporters."

The women of the Yang family were stunned for a moment, and Xue Ming decided to shock them all again, "Auntie, the transportation department has decided to recruit ten transporters. Go home and pack them up. Let my cousin follow me back to the provincial capital to learn to drive a large truck. In the future, he will also My people work as transporters.”

"Oh, my mother!" Huang Meiye jumped up happily, took Xue Ming and her son's hands and left, "Hong Wei, come home with me and pack your things."

A figure suddenly stood in front of everyone, and Mother Yang's smile was as warm as spring, "Director Xue, Sister Huang, since we are here to eat before leaving, let's have a good talk."

"Let's talk about it another day." Huang Meiye immediately looked down on the Yang family, thinking that my son was going to work as a transporter in the provincial capital and would marry a girl from the provincial capital in the future.