Eighty-Five Sturdy Little Spicy Wife

Technician Yang?

who is it?

Nan Zhi couldn't help looking at Kong Shuzhi, who opened the chair and let Nan Zhi sit down.

"Yang Lan is the technician in charge of breeding in our village. Does she look like Nan Zhi? Don't they also have two eyes, one nose and one mouth?"

Hole Treetop is a workaholic.

All my mind is on work.

Ask him to tell the difference between two chickens, and he might be able to tell the difference.

But let him tell whether two people look alike, he really can't tell the difference.

"Officer Kong is no different from being blind! It's useless to ask! Old man, do you think Boss Nan looks a bit like Technician Yang?" Aunt Wang gave Kong Xianglin a glare, and then asked Wang Defu.

Wang Defu is over [-] years old, he is old enough to be Nan Zhi's grandfather.

There is no need to shy away from the difference between men and women.

He also looked straight at Nan Zhi, and nodded: "Really! Boss Nan and Technician Yang look alike!"

Cheng Xiaomei said naively: "My sister Nan is one in a million beautiful, so isn't Technician Yang also very beautiful?"

Aunt Wang nodded again and again: "Technician Yang is indeed very beautiful, like a fairy in the sky. Two years ago, she just came to our village as a technician, and I still don't trust her. Such a beautiful big girl , how can she live in a dirty chicken coop? But she really stayed, one stay or two years!"

"Yes! Officer Kong, do you remember? Last year when the spring was cold, there was a sudden heavy snowfall. Most of the chickens in the chicken farm were sick. Technician Yang stayed in the chicken coop for two days and nights without closing his eyes. Sick chickens are injected with drugs! If it weren't for her, our chicken farm would not be able to operate!" Wang Defu also said.

"Comrade Yang Lan is very capable and has a high level of consciousness. She came back from studying abroad, and she didn't even go to the large domestic breeding farms that offered her super high wages. At my invitation, she came to Wangjia Village , in charge of the chicken farms in Wangjia Village and Kaiyuan Town. Nan Zhi, I can't tell if you look like her, but they are very similar in these aspects. I believe that you two will be able to talk!" Kong Shuzhi He did not hesitate to praise Yang Lan.

Nan Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

Shen Yan said that no two people in the world will look alike for no reason.

"Brother Kong, where is Comrade Yang Lan? I really want to get to know her."

"I brought you here today because I wanted to introduce Comrade Yang Lan and another technician, Comrade Chen Jiaju, to you. After all, you also want to open a chicken farm in Nanqing Village. You can't do it without technicians."

Kong Shushang was talking, and raised his wrist to look at his watch: "It's almost 12:30, why haven't Comrades Yang Lan and Chen Jiaju come over yet? I've made an agreement with them, let them go around [-]:[-] noon. Come to the village head's house for dinner."

While talking, footsteps came from the yard.

Nan Zhi looked over and saw two young men, a man and a woman, almost walking side by side.

Her eyes fell on the woman's face.

The woman has short ear-length hair, a fair oval face, and beautiful facial features, especially those big shimmering eyes, as if she could talk.

Perhaps because she had studied abroad, her temperament was very similar to that of Shen Tunan and Ye Minghui, generous and foreign.

Cheng Xiaomei said in Nan Zhi's ear: "Sister Nan, this female technician looks quite similar to you. I can't tell you exactly how, but they are very similar anyway!"

Even the nervous Cheng Xiaomei found out that she and Yang Lan looked alike.

Yang Lan had already entered the main room. She met Nan Zhi's gaze and smiled brightly: "This is Mr. Nan, right? I've seen your photos in newspapers. The photos are pretty enough, and you are even more beautiful."

Nan Zhi took a step forward and held Yang Lan's hand, "Comrade Yang Lan, Aunt Wang said just now that you look like a fairy. When I saw you, I also felt like a fairy descended to earth."

Yang Lan is a few years older than Nan Zhi, and she herself is very cheerful and talkative.

She laughed and said humorously: "In fairy tales, no fairy will descend to the chicken coop."

Everyone laughed when they heard her words.

Kong Shuzhi quickly pulled away the chair and let Yang Lan and Chen Jiaju sit down.

He asked Chen Jiaju, "Jiaju, why did you two come here at this hour? Could it be that something happened to the chicken farm?"

Chen Jiaju is about 30 years old, wearing large black-rimmed glasses and a thin army green padded jacket.

Although his appearance looks a bit dull, his mouth is as sharp as Yang Lan's.

"Hey! Don't mention it! It's not that Yang Lan went to burn the paper and lost her way! If it wasn't for the time, she wouldn't come back. If I went to find her, I guess she would have gone all the way north to Zhao Village next door. Yang Lan, I really admire you too! You have stayed in Wangjiacun for two years, and you have been going around the streets to help the villagers see chickens. Logically speaking, you know everything about Wangjiacun. Will you get lost?"

Yang Lan sighed helplessly, and said, "I just can't tell the difference between east, west, and north. Besides, I'm so beautiful and capable, and I don't have any small flaws. God can't stand it."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed again.

Nan Zhi looked at Yang Lan with an indescribable sense of intimacy.

"Comrade Yang Lan, are you a local? It's not yet Qingming Festival, what kind of paper are you burning?"

"Sister Nan Zhi, I hit you off right away when I saw you. I'm a few years older than you, so you can call me Sister Yang Lan." Yang Lan looked at Nan Zhi with a smile, and continued: "I'm not from the local area. People. My grandmother is from Wangjia Village, and the ancestral grave is in the cemetery outside Wangjia Village. Today is my great-grandfather’s death day, so I went to burn paper to pay homage to the one I rented out.”

Nan Zhi's heart skipped a beat when she heard Yang Lan's words.

Although Yang Lan dresses plainly, her appearance and temperament definitely do not come from an ordinary family.

Kong Shuzhi also said that Yang Lan came back from studying abroad.

The average family cannot afford an international student.

The biological mother of Nan Zhi's father, Nan Wanzhong, was born in a wealthy family, and she went out with great style, which made the people of Nan's family think of changing their children secretly.

Perhaps, Yang Lan's grandmother is Nan Wanzhong's biological mother.

Nan Zhi looked at Yang Lan's face similar to hers, and said with a smile: "Sister Yang Lan is very filial. By the way, I heard from my grandma that more than 40 years ago, a lady returned to her hometown to worship her ancestors and activated She was admitted to the hospital, lived in the same ward with her, and had the same son she was born with. She felt that that lady was destined for her, and she always wanted to see that lady again. I reckoned that sister Yang Lan’s grandmother She is about the same age as my grandma, I wonder if she is the wife my grandma is looking for?"

When Kong Shuzhi heard Nan Zhi's words, he took a deep look at him.

He knew that the relationship between Nan Zhi and her grandma was very bad.

How could she suddenly inquire about Yang Lan's grandmother in the name of her grandmother?

Yang Lan's face was full of interest, "I really don't know about this. However, before the family moved to Shanghai, my grandmother did insist on coming to Wangjiacun every year to worship ancestors."

Nan Zhi tilted her head, pretending to recall, and then asked: "My grandma mentioned that the son born to that wife has a finger-sized birthmark on the inside of his left wrist. I don't know if sister Yang Lan's uncle has such a birthmark." birthmark?"