The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 945: Chapter 945: The Most Precious Memory

When they saw this, people couldn’t help but whisper to each other, even Zhao Chuanchun was momentarily stunned.

Though it’s a Qingshui Government, these gifts are indeed a bit too humble.

"County Magistrate Zhao, you’re right, I can’t afford that Golden Jade Buddha. A bowl of longevity noodles and a pair of layered cloth shoes, I hope to bring some good luck!"

Lin Fan smiled as he placed the tray on the table, and before he could speak again, Wang Cangdong’s voice sounded from behind.

"County Magistrate Lin, today is the old lady’s eightieth birthday, are you pulling this stunt to play the poor man, or to mock someone?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately reacted.

Both are of the same rank as deputy county magistrates; while Zhao Chuanchun has such a grand residence, Lin Fan merely has a bowl of plain noodles, this is clearly a form of irony.

"Gifts are about the thought, not the expense."

Lin Fan calmly turned his head to look at Wang Cangdong and said, "I would like to ask Director Wang, is my gift for the birthday person or for you? Do you have the right to speak arrogantly here?"

I just can’t stand someone

and just as Zhao Chuanchun was about to interrupt their quarrel, the old birthday star, who had been smiling all along, suddenly spoke

noodles... made from elm

parents personally went to the mountain to gather, dried for days, and ground into powder, mixed with fresh cornmeal, and those layered soles were also embroidered by my mom’s

beaming with joy and smiled slightly,

come over

was so hungry he fainted, and it was with a bowl of noodles mixed with elm bark that I made for him that he pulled through... and those layered soles... they were his favorite to wear back then... every pair of shoes

filled with tears of longing, the sight prompting memories became tangible at this moment: "When you were a child and hungry, you loved to eat these elm bark corn noodles the most...

Mom, I’ll

chopsticks, and along with the siblings who gathered around, each took a chopstick and divided the bowl of noodles. As they ate, they shed tears, only those who lived through the famine years knew how precious this seemingly unpalatable food

moment, she was both laughing and crying, and all of this left everyone silent. Only Zhao Qianyue secretly gave Lin Fan a thumbs up, this

truly heartfelt, indeed gifts are about the thought, not the expense, come, sit next

and led him to the main table, a scene that left Wang Cangdong blushing, and for Huo Ben in the corner, his heart was chilled; the torment

you all for attending my mother’s

took their seats, Zhao Chuanchun finally raised his wine glass and stood up with a microphone, after a generous and high-sounding toast, he then announced another shocking revelation

cash them all and donate to the Red Flag County Scholarship Fund, names of those who converted their gifts will be recorded, and thank

those guests who had spent