Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Qinghu Mountain has little reputation. Although it stretches for dozens of miles, it is not too high. The local government has not yet developed the idea of ​​​​developing Qinghu Mountain for tourism. Therefore, the original ecology here has been maintained, which is particularly rare.

The trees on the top of the mountain are lush and green, and tits are chirping endlessly. The sound of woodpeckers pecking at a rotten tree that was struck by lightning at the end of the bush can be heard, probably because they are in love with the insects in the cracks of the trees; there is a small stream with no source.

Passing by, there was the sound of gurgling water; an unknown small wildflower bush bloomed carefree under the bush, and the refreshing floral fragrance rolled emotionally on the tongue. The fragrance was so long-lasting and sultry.

If he hadn't followed Mr. Mo out, Wang Zijun would have never known that there was a place like Qinghu Mountain in this world. Looking up at the warm sun in the sky, a sense of comfort spread over his whole body, as if the heaven and earth had merged together, and it was quiet.

, silent, this relaxing and undefended place really feels like a paradise.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaobei came to his side gently. His casual clothes made Mo Xiaobei look more heroic, but just now, Mo Xiaobei staggered a little.

"Looking at the scenery, if it hadn't been for my grandfather's introduction, I wouldn't have believed that they had fought in this place back then." Wang Zijun pointed to a hilltop not far away and said with a smile: "Can you imagine the scene back then?

"

Mo Xiaobei didn't speak, but tears welled up in his eyes: "Zijun, I think grandpa insisted on walking around. This nostalgic trip gave me an instinctive fear, as if grandpa was bidding farewell to the one he once loved so much.

The place..."

Mo Xiaobei couldn't speak anymore, and big tears finally rolled down.

Seeing Mo Xiaobei, who had always been so strong and almost indifferent, look like this, Wang Zijun patted her shoulder and comforted her with gentle words: "Don't be like this, grandpa should be sad to see it. Let's review the memories of that year,

Grandpa is happy, our goal has been achieved."

Seeing Mo Xiaobei's tears flowing more fiercely and unable to let go for a long time, Wang Zijun took Mo Xiaobei's arms and said, "I understand your feelings. Grandpa is more open-minded than us. You are making him unhappy."

Mo Xiaobei nodded, buried himself in Wang Zijun's arms, suddenly raised his teary eyes, and said sincerely: "Zijun, I am really satisfied to be able to marry you."

Wang Zijun looked at Mo Xiaobei, whose hair was a little disheveled and his eyes were a little unfocused, and felt sad. In the past few days, because of his grandfather, Xiaobei had become thinner than before, and his arms were working harder.

Just as the two were quietly enjoying the watery world of two, a burst of carefree laughter came over.

"Why are you so happy, Xiaobao?"

Mo Xiaobei was also awakened by his son's laughter, and smiled happily: "My son can come up with fresh ideas wherever he goes. He was catching fish with Lao Huang's son, and he proposed to cut off the creek.

Yes, I'm using the small basin that people use to feed chickens to drain the water."

Wang Zijun laughed loudly: "Let's take a look too."

Beside the creek not far away, two children with bare feet were playing and sweating profusely. The little baby's hair was shining, and the small basin in his hand was probably too full of water.

When it came to his body, the little guy pooped his stomach as if nothing had happened, and continued to bend down to work. The stream water intercepted by the two little guys had now become turbid, and Wang Zijun had even seen many small fish.

There are fewer and fewer heads poking out of the water.

Mr. Mo was sitting on one side of the creek, directing and cheering the two little guys. When he saw Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei coming over, he pointed at the little baby and said, "Xiao Bei, you see, this is how you got your physique back then."

of!"

Although he respected the old man very much, Wang Zijun couldn't help but roll his eyes. He knew that Mo Xiaobei followed the old man when he was a child. Although he was quiet since he was a child, he was trained by the old man to be more violent than a boy.

sharp.

"Grandpa, why don't you let me learn from you for a few years?" Mo Xiaobei walked to the old man's side and said softly.

"Haha" The old man laughed loudly at Mo Xiaobei's suggestion, but waved his hand and said: "Now that you are not as busy as your parents, you should take it by yourself. With the method I used to train you, I must

My grandson will train me to be a man! He will bleed and sweat but not shed tears, and he will not lag behind if he sheds skin and flesh. You, Xiaobei, teach him this!"

Wang Zijun has observed many people. Although he can only look up at the old man's existence, he can still feel the old man's emotional changes just now. From the old man's emotions, Wang Zijun can feel the old man's surprise and disappointment.

Did the old man refuse because he already knew that his time was running out and he no longer had time to train his doting baby?

Wang Zijun thought in his heart, but said with a smile: "Xiao Bei's level is much lower than yours. If you let her take care of it, she will only spoil the child. Grandpa, I decided to deprive Xiao Bei of his power and let you train him."

Three or four years of this little guy will be enough for Xiaobao to benefit from it for the rest of his life!"

"Hahaha, let's not talk about this. Xiaobao said that I will eat all the fish he caught today. No matter how greedy you two are, you can't snatch it away." The old man changed the topic, sat down on a rock, and sighed.

Wan Qian said: "Back then, I really ate a lot of fish in this stream. I took a camping pot, found some branches and lit it, and a big bucket of boiled fish came out! That scene was really delicious.

It’s fun to call one!”

"Dudududu"

The phone rang. Wang Zijun picked up the phone and took a look. The caller was Zhao Xiaobai. After hesitating for a moment, he walked towards the other side.

"Secretary Wang, this is Zhao Xiaobai. I need to report some work to you." Zhao Xiaobai on the other end of the phone said in a calm voice.

"Secretary Wang, Governor Tang has inspected Jinxia City and three other cities in the past two days, and criticized them for their slow progress in preparatory work. Just this morning, Governor Tang gave instructions to specifically use the advertising revenue funds to

Fifty million was approved and given to Jinxia City." After Zhao Xiaobai said this, he said softly: "I heard that for the remaining money, Governor Tang approved 650 million to Chengmi City."

Wang Zijun nodded. He had expected this situation for a long time, but he didn't expect that Tang Zhenhui would do it so directly. He spent a large part of the income from this bidding with a wave of his hand.

There is still 50 million left, so giving it to other cities is just a living thing. But even if other cities have objections, they can only endure it. For a person who is about to leave, no one wants to go again.

Make him unhappy.

Wang Zijun nodded and said, "Well, is there anything else?"

"Secretary Wang, there is nothing else." Zhao Xiaobai just finished speaking, hesitating and then asked: "Secretary Wang, when will you come back? I will pick you up."

"It's hard to say, I'll let you know when the time comes." Wang Zijun praised Zhao Xiaobai's last sentence in his heart. Although it was a bit blunt, it was at least an improvement.

He gave Tang Zhenhui the right to allocate the money, just to use Tang Zhenhui's hand to push this trouble out. Tang Zhenhui also needed to express his existence to those in the province who were increasingly indifferent to him, so he did not

The one who refused accepted the gift from Wang Zijun.

However, Wang Zijun did not expect that Tang Zhenhui's methods were so neat and domineering. To allow Tang Zhenhui to use such methods, Tang Zhenhui had to suppress so much resentment in his heart!

Thinking about the next situation in Midong, Wang Zijun was filled with emotions.

"Oh, a big fish!" The little baby's scream made Wang Zijun wake up. When he looked back, he saw the little baby using his chubby little hands to catch a carp that was only ten centimeters long.

The little face was full of joy.

Seeing the little baby's bright smile, Wang Zijun couldn't help but laugh too.

This time when he and the old man visited their hometown again, Wang Zijun originally thought that he had avoided the disputes in Shan Province. However, when he had just picked up the water for his face the next morning and was about to wash his face on the well platform where he was staying,

I saw a few off-road vehicles driving in.

Following the off-road vehicle came a few men in military uniforms, but who seemed to be deliberately avoiding suspicion and without military ranks. These men were old and young, but all of them had tall waists and sharp eyes.

Although Wang Zijun is Mo Xiaobei's husband, he doesn't have much contact with relatives and friends of the Mo family. Although he sometimes meets during meetings, they are all familiar. Just when he thought the people who came were strangers.

, a simple face made him a little surprised.

After quickly wiping his hands, Wang Zijun hurried forward to greet him. After greeting the older soldiers in front with a smile, he said to the man who was lagging behind: "Hello, Commander Qin."_

Qin Tianggang smiled at Wang Zijun, shook hands and said in a low voice: "I know that the old leader is recuperating here, and the leaders of the military region have come over. I was specially called here because of your brother's glory."

Although Qin Tianggang is the top leader of the Midong Military Region, the leader of the military region he is talking about is one of the seven military regions. Those who can become leaders are naturally the main persons in charge of the military region. Wang Zijun smiled and talked with Qin Tiangan

shook hands.,

After Wang Zijun came to Midong Province, he only met Qin Tiangang a few times. Qin Tiangang has always maintained the tradition. In the Standing Committee, as long as it does not involve his own aspects, he basically does not speak much. Even so.

It was a vote by show of hands, and generally everyone followed the crowd and supported Cen Wegang.

The relationship between the two is average. This time Qin Tiangang appeared in the crowd visiting the old man, Wang Zijun's heart was moved. He knew that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to close the distance between him and Qin Tiangang.

When Qin Tian just walked into the old man's room with him, the old man was surrounded by two old soldiers who looked to be in their sixties and were talking. A burst of hearty laughter could be heard from time to time.

Mo Xiaobei poured the tea quickly. There were no water cups in the farmyard, and there were too many people coming, so he had to use a big bowl. But this most primitive and simple way of entertaining guests made the old man's mood rise.

The atmosphere is much more cheerful. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)