"The autumn air was crisp beneath a cloudless sky, and the summer harvest was proceeding with bustle and order. This year, a strange-looking giant had barged into the wheat harvest in Hongqi Township, Ma County..."
Jiang Zhiyu leaned over her desk, writing a news report with a serious expression.
Li Long had appeared in the Xinjiang Autonomous Region Daily for his efforts toward ethnic unity and had even received a commendation from the Autonomous Region. Ye Laya, who had written the original radio report about him, had consequently been seconded to the County Radio Station.
It was impossible not to envy her. Jiang Zhiyu wanted to work in the County Seat too. After all, township work offered a limited stage; she felt she could not put all her abilities to use.
Her parents had both originally worked in the County Seat. Now, following a transfer, her father worked at the prefectural level, while her mother remained at the County Hospital. Their family of three spanned the prefecture, county, and township levels.
If only she could transfer to the County Seat.
"Officer Jiang, writing a report? You're so hardworking. I should learn from you." A young man knocked on the open door and entered. "Here, have a cream ice pop. I wanted to buy a Wawa Tou, but they sold out quickly today."
He offered her a paper-wrapped cream ice pop.
"Thank you, but my stomach's been bothering me lately. I can't have anything cold." Jiang Zhiyu declined politely.
"You can't? All right, then." Looking a little disappointed, the young man chatted for a while with the ice pop in hand. When he saw Jiang Zhiyu bury herself in her writing again, he left.
Before long, another young man came over. Seeing Jiang Zhiyu writing, he sat down nearby and made