/22/Yangtze River Chinese Network
After dinner, Jiang Cheng brought over his ragged trousers, and sat next to her on her bed next to her, and chatted up with a smile, "Huang Juan is angry today, so she probably went home in a fit of pique. "
"Oh? Really? Why is she angry?" She clearly knew the reason, asked in a serious manner on purpose, and then smiled secretly.
He made fun of it, gave a dry laugh, and then moved his head closer, squinting his eyes to watch her doing needlework, like a nearsighted person appreciating a work of art carefully.
He was so close to her, and the hot breath he exhaled sprayed her face, she only felt that her face was burning hot, her heart was beating wildly, and the needle in her hand couldn't help being disobedient, the stitches were crooked, she thought With such deep stitches and shallow stitches, the stitches will definitely look ugly. She tried her best to sew it well. She tried her best to control herself, but the feeling in her heart could not be controlled, so she simply put down the clothes. , turned her head to look at him, his face was flushed to the base of his neck, and flames were spraying from his hot eyes. In an instant, she felt blood boiling all over her body, and it burst out of the top of her head. She quickly avoided his gaze, subconsciously moved her body away, lowered her head shyly, her heart was beating wildly, and it was as sweet as a honey pot.
It is said that women in love are the stupidest, and love is very blind. For a moment, she almost fell into his arms, but a little remaining reason told her that the temperature between them rose too fast, as if from three Jiutian suddenly entered the dog days, and between the sudden ups and downs, it seemed that something was missing, which made her faintly uneasy.
She is worried that the two of them are so tired of being together, that sooner or later they will cross the threshold and taste the forbidden fruit. She is a girl with a strong sense of tradition, and she warns herself never to do anything out of line before getting married. She thinks she has to resist appropriately Keeping a certain distance for his intimacy, she really hoped Huang Juan was there at this time.
Seeing her avoiding him, he was also ashamed and moved around in embarrassment. For a while, the two of them sat at the head of the bed and the other at the end of the bed. He put one arm on the table next to the bed and rested his hand He stared at her slantingly with half of his face closed, and was silent for a while, then suddenly heaved a long sigh of relief, and said lazily, seemingly unintentionally: "Is Mayor Yin leaving?"
She was startled, put down the work in her hands, looked up at his expression carefully, and at the same time, he was also carefully observing her expression, she wondered why he suddenly mentioned the surname Yin. It was as if they had misunderstood something between her and Yin.
Why should he misunderstand her? Why should he have such doubts? Oh, the understanding between them is too little, she suddenly felt as if thousands of mountains and rivers were separated between them, and there was such a separation and alienation between their hearts.
She knew that the way Yin Yunfei looked at her in the office in the afternoon made him puzzled, but what's the matter? How about it, now that he is leaving, he will not become an obstacle to their communication.
She changed her mind and thought that it was reasonable for him to be a little doubtful. After all, Yin's attitude towards her was different from others. Any bystander would have some doubts and delusions, let alone him, she had to show him her own Attitude, thinking of this, she said in an indifferent tone: "Maybe I'm leaving? It is said that I will take office after the announcement period."
He suddenly said with emotion: "The difference between having a backstage and not having a backstage is a world of difference."
This was the first time she heard him speak in such a sentimental tone, and she couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.
She laughed at herself and said, "Yeah, needless to say, people with backing, people without backing are actively creating conditions to become people with backing. The goal of our struggle is to make ourselves a person with backing."
"Ha... Ha... Ha... Ha..." After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.
She suddenly found herself laughing so hard that her eyes were blurred with tears.
Yes, ever since she came to this place, she suddenly felt that her life had no direction, no goals to strive for, and her future was blurred, like groping in a mist, and when she turned around suddenly, she found that she had lost herself, I can't find the way I came here.
"How can we strive to become a person with a backstage?" He smiled slightly, half joking and half serious.
"Hahaha," she laughed teasingly and said, "Liu Xu is a ready-made example, and you are now his successor."
"Hehe, I hope to be Liu Xu's successor. What's wrong with being Liu Xu's successor? The important thing is the result. Who cares about the process? To use the old Dingtou's words that he often talks about is to slip Hooks are not low quality, each has its own situation."
"Haha, according to you, the purpose of our work is to live a better life for ourselves? But the textbook says that our high-sounding reason is to serve the people."
"Hahaha, how can a person serve others if he doesn't serve himself well?"
"So you're saying that there are no truly impartial people in this world?"
";I didn't say that there are no truly selfless people in this world, at least my beloved Premier Zhou is such a person, but such people are few and far between. In fact, most of them are selfish ordinary people. I believe that the essence of human nature is selfish and profit-seeking. A very small number of role models cannot represent all living beings, and the moral requirements of ordinary people are not in line with it. practical."
"Then why do we become officials? According to you, it is very reasonable to be an official to collect money through corruption?"
"Why do you always distort my meaning? You just want to raise an argument.?" He smiled and said anxiously.
"No, I just want to find out whether I should be corrupt after I become an official." She said with a smile and teasing.
"Then why do you say that so many people have tried every means to squeeze their heads into the ranks of officials?" He was thoughtful, and answered the question.
"I don't know, maybe only they know it, but I personally think that if people who are officials do not have feelings of compassion and indifference to fame and fortune, then their purpose of becoming an official is to gain fame, to honor their ancestors, to ascend to heaven for chickens and dogs, and for cars. Houses, tickets, and women are all for satisfying personal desires."
"You're quite right, but I find you a little hypocrite,"; he poked her on the head with a smile.
"Why do you say I'm a hypocrite, what's wrong with me?"
"Officials are ordinary people. There are a few officials who can have the feelings and integrity you mentioned. The so-called public servants just sanctify the official. In fact, Being an official is an ordinary occupation, and many people use it to support their families."
";Hahaha, I'm not a hypocrite. I don't think being an official is exactly the same as an ordinary profession. It is different from an ordinary profession because he has power. Power is a double-edged sword. If it is not used well, it is a sharp weapon for killing. Ordinary Do occupations have such special properties?". She sneered and continued: "I once read a book on psychology. I forget who wrote it, but a sentence in it is very shocking and makes sense. He said, we ordinary people, the heart In fact, there is evil that we do not know. When we see others in pain, we don’t feel sympathy but compare them. That thought is evil. An executioner sharpened his knife to make the prisoner suffer less. Suffering, that thought is good. In fact, good and evil are equally divided in people's hearts. A person who lives in a harmonious and beautiful environment, carefree, and has no worries will never pick up the butcher's knife. People often say Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, but who has cared about the helplessness of picking up the butcher's knife? The task of a person with power in his hands is to actively create conditions to turn the elements of human nature that are biased toward evil into toward good, instead of burning people with charcoal. Although I don’t have compassion for the common people in the world, I do have compassion. I want people from grassroots families like me to pay in proportion to what they gain and receive due respect. I hope this society can treat all People are treated equally, whether they are high-ranking officials or ordinary people, they are all equal, but we have been shouting for equality for many years, but there has never been real equality. We rural people, our parents, they go out, and even Looked down by petty citizens."
"But how can we achieve the equality you mentioned? Equality in this world is relative, but inequality is absolute. Is it possible to make officials consciously raise their awareness and not benefit themselves but others? From the perspective of the essence of human nature, it is also possible. Impossible, but how can officials act consciously, relying on ideological education? Ha... Ha... Ha, unrestricted rights will only flood, I still think dry There is no difference between our profession and ordinary professions in essence. To put it bluntly, it is to support the family. Whenever we manage being an official as an ordinary profession, corruption will not be difficult to deal with.”
"Haha, maybe, what would you do if you became an officer?" she asked, staring at him.
"How do I know? Is there any chance for me to be an official?" He curled his lips and laughed.
"What would you do if you had the opportunity?"
"What can I do, just like everyone else, what can I change, and those who follow the trend live."
Haha, she smiled coldly and didn't answer. She disagreed with Jiang Cheng's theory, and she couldn't refute it. Indeed, how can we guarantee that we will not get our feet dirty when we are involuntarily struggling in the quagmire? Can we still stick to the original ideal at that time
Oh, it's late at night, wash up and sleep.