Film and Television Time Travel From the Courtyard

The table was filled with letters. Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the report letter with silly joy, and from time to time he picked up some documents nearby and compared them.

"Oh, this is amazing. It's in the bangs. I didn't even know I was an enemy agent."

"Xu Damao, you have the most. The date of this letter was just a week ago. Even though you are blind, you can still write so diligently. Maybe you will become a great calligrapher in the future."

"Silly Zhu, you don't have any new ideas at all. Everything is corruption and playing with women. Can't you learn from Xu Damao? Look at how well his stories are written."

"This is Lao Yi's. This is a joint report from Banggen Xiaodang Huaihua Jia Zhang. When did I sleep with Qin Huairu? You have been wronged to death."

"Who copied it, Yu Haitang, you or Xu Damao? The punctuation marks are the same. It seems that you two have joined forces."

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The people who wrote these letters of complaint were from every department in the factory, including several from Fatty and MCA in the cafeteria.

Zhang Xiaoshan picked up a pen and paper and began to record the list of people whose handwriting could be compared.

For this reason, he also owed favors to the Personnel Department and the Finance Department, and borrowed the factory entry signature book and the salary collection signature book from the two departments.

These reporting letters did not span a long period of time. They basically started when I received the first or fifth medal. As expected, they were the first to succeed.

Zhang Xiaoshan criticized himself and said that he should not be too high-profile in the future. Obscurity is the way to stand. After all, the main task of the system is to survive for 30 years.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and many people who usually have a good relationship with him turn out to have the most vicious and accurate content in their reporting letters.

Among them, what surprised him the most was Yan Jiecheng, who wrote a letter of report every month.

Zhang Xiaoshan thought he was good to him, arranging formal work and helping him get promoted. Besides, the root of Yu Li’s mistake was his own parents. It seems that there is one more candidate for future recruitment.

Pick up a specially left report letter and throw the rest into the system warehouse.

This letter is quite unique, it is completely a romance novel. Others can only have 2,000 words at most. The report letter written by He Yuyu cannot contain 100,000 words. It is a thick book and the receiving address is Fulian, District xx.

The emotions are sincere, the writing is also very good, and various ideas emerge one after another. After reading part of it, Zhang Xiaoshan felt the urge to beat himself up. He didn't even know that he had done so many bad things, starting with chaos and then giving up, being inconsistent, and being so cowardly...

I put this report letter in my briefcase and prepared to read it as a novel during my free time. After all, it is rare to find a novel of the same name based on myself.

After leaving the steel rolling mill and dealing with someone casually on the street, Zhang Xiaoshan saw that it was still early and went to the library.

He was recording some data in a book. On the right side of Zhang Xiaoshan, a woman sat down, with the same light fragrance.

"You came."

"Well, it's not too late for me to find my love, right?"

"I'm getting married in a week. I've waited too long."

A blush appeared on her cheeks, and sweetness slowly grew in her heart.

She had never been so flustered since she was a child. She was moved and a little unsure of what to do.

The love and marriage she imagined didn't seem to be like this, but she liked it very much.

"Is it okay?" Zhang Xiaoshan asked softly, looking at her quietly.

At this time, most women are white-moonlight, complimentary, and very few are greedy for vanity.

Getting married is very simple. You can meet once in person and if you think it's okay, you can get married without any requirements. No matter how hard or poor you are after marriage, as long as you can live your life, you will never leave.

All in all, this is an era of longing. It was also a simple, material-free era.

Zhang Xiaoshan followed the local customs and had rich experience. He didn't want to make things too complicated, so he simply asked Ran Qiuye if he could get married.

If you can, that's best.

No, there's nothing to lose, just look for it again, there are two more people waiting in line behind you.

Thinking about how I got to know her, she took the initiative to introduce herself. Zhang Xiaoshan felt that Ran Qiuye should have a good impression of him.

The probability of success is quite high. Uh, I'm so confident.

Ran Qiuye's face turned redder, her eyelashes trembled in hesitation, her eyebrows lowered in hesitation, and finally she nodded slightly as if she had made up her mind.

Zhang Xiaoshan's heart suddenly beat fast. He opened his mouth, but it seemed like it was broken. He didn't know what to say next.

The two people's hands slowly pulled together.

"Let's go out for a walk."

"Yeah." Ran Qiuye blushed and was embarrassed to look at people.

At this moment, she was dazed and erratic, and she had a sense of illusion like flying in the clouds, which always felt so unreal.

The two left the library and walked side by side, conveying their love for each other in their hands.

The light breeze and the setting sun are dotted with black streaks of gray smoke, which makes it unique.

No matter when and where, being with the one you love is romantic. Go, go.

Zhang Xiaoshan had an unreal feeling in his heart. It was so easy to find a fiancée, and he felt even more excited, as if his whole person was instantly filled with vitality.

To sum it up simply, it's great.

The two of them walked until they reached the stop sign. The tram came, and we got on it together by chance. The bicycle at the entrance of the library was completely forgotten by the two of them.

After getting on the bus, I naturally sat in a row. One of them was twiddling his fingers and looking at the beauty, while the other had a red face and lowered eyebrows.

Everything happened naturally, and the tram arrived at the stop. Ran Qiuye got out of the car in a panic. Zhang Xiaoshan hesitated for a moment and then got off the car.

Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help but follow. After a while, Ran Qiuye stopped, glanced at him, and lowered his eyebrows and said, "My home is right in front."

I proposed to go shopping, so why did I just go shopping and go home? Zhang Xiaoshan is a little messy. He has not made any arrangements for eating, watching movies, etc. yet.

But Ran Qiuye had already arrived home, and it seemed too late to say anything. After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xiaoshan took out a box of chocolates and handed it to her, "Then I'll go back."

Ran Qiuye took it subconsciously and saw that he was about to leave, so she couldn't help shouting, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaoshan looked at her sideways.

"Otherwise, let's go for a walk." Ran Qiuye blushed and looked down at the ground, feeling a little embarrassed.

"No, you can go back." Zhang Xiaoshan hesitated for a moment and said worriedly: "I originally wanted to treat you to dinner and a movie, but somehow I sent you back."

"I followed you..." Ran Qiuye raised his head and looked at him in surprise, "I thought you were going to take me home."

"I followed you too..." Zhang Xiaoshan blinked, confused.

This damn understanding.

"We need to communicate more." They said in unison again with tacit understanding.

"Haha." Same as above.

Zhang Xiaoshan realized what had happened, and felt very strange. He said nothing to anyone and was just falling in love with the air.

As a man, he felt that he should take the initiative. "Let's watch a movie together tomorrow. I'll pick you up at this stop sign."

"Yes." Ran Qiuye pursed her lips and nodded with a smile. Looking back on this journey, she felt that falling in love was wonderful.

"See you tomorrow. Go back. Ah, your bicycle is still in the library."

"It's a small matter, don't worry, see you tomorrow." Zhang Xiaoshan waved his hand and didn't leave. He wanted to watch Ran Qiuye leave.

Ran Qiuye pursed her lips and looked at him motionless behind her hands, not moving away.

This is a tacit understanding.

Zhang Xiaoshan felt awkward and didn't know what to say, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You go home first, and I'll watch you leave."

"No, you go first, I like to see your back."

Zhang Xiaoshan nodded hesitantly, walked a few steps, then turned back and waved.

Ran Qiuye waved in response and watched his figure disappear into the distance, her heart filled with sweetness and longing.

Turning around and walking towards home, Ran Qiuye looked at the lights in the living room, feeling sad and troubled again. Can parents agree?

Isn't there another week? He must have a way.

After entering the house, Ran Qiuye felt as if she was flying. She returned to the room on the second floor and opened the chocolate box. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. She took out a piece and put it in her mouth, gently feeling the rich sweetness.

Her heart was pounding as she thought about that taciturn guy (Zhang Xiaoshan said: Girl, this is all a routine. When we get married, I will have so many witticisms to say.) who silently kept her in mind. Very soon.

"He has been waiting to give it to me and has been caring about me." (There is always stock in the warehouse. Don't girls like the sweet taste?)

She liked the feeling of being remembered.

"Qiuye, Qiuye, come down for dinner..."

"I got it, Mom."

Ran Qiuye hurriedly hid the chocolate box, held her hot face in her hands, and washed her face before going downstairs.

The rising crescent moon looked at her quietly, sighing deeply, there is a girl who has fallen...