Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Mr. Mo's small yard was filled with red pomegranates with split mouths. The little baby picked up a stick he found from nowhere, picked up his toes and hit the pomegranates on the tree.

The pomegranate tree is not too tall, so usually when the pomegranates are ripe, the family will find a ladder to pick them off, and few people beat them with sticks. But the little baby grew up in front of Mr. Mo.

He was loved by thousands of people, and his status was untouchable by anyone. Therefore, the old man sat in the wicker chair and watched the little baby knocking down the big pomegranates one by one on the ground, smiling with satisfaction and happiness.

Awesome.

"Oh, grandpa, you see how much you have spoiled him! The little baby broke a good pomegranate!" Mo Xiaobei placed a pomegranate that broke into two pieces from the middle into a small bamboo frame and whispered.

said angrily.

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Grandpa, this is to exercise the baby's body. This will help the baby grow taller. Do you think it's grandpa? Look at how happy the baby is dancing!"

Mr. Mo laughed loudly and directed Xiaobao enthusiastically: "I say grandson, hurry up, there is a big one in the upper left corner!"

Mo Xiaobei and Wang Zijun looked at each other and had no choice but to let the little guy do what he wanted.

Just when Wang Zijun was about to help his son, his cell phone rang. Wang Zijun looked at the caller ID and saw that it was still an unfamiliar number.

Who could this be? Wang Zijun walked aside and answered the phone.

"Hello, Governor Wang, I am Ren Zhengsheng, from my hometown. Are you busy now? There is something I need to report to you!" Ren Zhengsheng's enthusiastic voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wang Zijun smiled and said, "If Secretary Ren has anything to say, just tell me."

"Governor Wang, we went to the national education department today. The comrades in the education department were very enthusiastic about our application. It has basically been completed. When the unified allocation is allocated, the money will be transferred to our county account.

Already."

Wang Zijun smiled and said to himself that Secretary Ruan was really refreshing in doing things. He immediately said to Ren Zhengsheng: "That's good. If you have anything, you can contact me at any time. Also, please tell Uncle Shengling, my dad

If I have time in the evening, I will visit them."

"Okay, I will definitely convey your instructions." Ren Zhengsheng was even more happy when he heard that he could see Wang Guangrong today. Whether it is Wang Zijun or Wang Guangrong, they are both people he needs to look up to.

On the one hand, it will be somewhat helpful. What's more, it will also be an enviable experience when talking to others in the future.

Wang Zijun naturally didn't know what Ren Zhengsheng was thinking. After putting down the phone, he thought of Ruan Zhenyue, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He was very clear about his position in Ruan Zhenyue's mind. The reason why Ruan Zhenyue handled this matter so quickly was certainly not to curry favor with him, but probably because he did not want to be upset by this matter.

Isn't it a little too much? The moment this kind thought came out of Wang Zijun's heart, he was immediately denied. This meeting between Li Hengyu and Ruan Zhenyue was definitely not due to the loneliness of the Mid-Autumn Festival, so they just tricked him.

For a moment, I actually feel at ease, so what does it matter?

The pomegranates on the branches were torn apart by the little baby in just a short time. Wang Zijun looked at the little baby throwing down the stick and running around the yard with a smile on his face. And the one on crutches over there

Mr. Mo would also bend down from time to time to help his beloved great-grandson throw the ripe pomegranates into the small bamboo basket.

Although Wang Zijun's energy was on the little baby, it also fell on the old man's face from time to time. When the old man lowered his head, Wang Zijun couldn't help but feel sad. Although the old man was smiling, there were more and more smiles.

Age spots cannot be concealed no matter what.

"Chief, you'd better rest first." The orderly standing aside hesitated for a moment, then came to the old man's side and softly advised Mr. Mo.

"I'm not tired today. I'll play with my little baby for a while. I feel like I'm young now. No need to rest, no need!" The old man waved to the staff with a bright smile.

The staff hesitated for a moment and then advised softly: "Chief, we have to listen to the doctor and not do strenuous exercise for a long time. This is not good for our health..."

"Okay, I'll make an exception today. I'll explain it to him later." The old man straightened his face and said without any doubt.

Wang Zijun looked at the staff who were still preparing to persuade him, and said softly: "Sister Li, let the old man relax. I will let him take a good rest later."

As a staff member around Mr. Mo, Sister Li knew Wang Zijun's status in the Mo family and whispered: "Little Chief, it's not that I won't let the old man play with Xiaobao. The main reason is that the old man can't do strenuous exercise now."

Wang Zijun nodded and stopped talking. Looking at the old man's trembling body, he felt a layer of haze wet his eyes. Although in the eyes of many people, the old man wore countless dazzling halos, but now, the old man in front of him is

An old man whose lamp is about to run out of oil.

"Grandpa, how beautiful are the pomegranates you planted? There are so many trees in my house, but none of them are planted! Grandpa has a way!" The little baby asked the old man with a smile while eating the red pomegranate seeds.

The old man smiled and said: "Haha, little darling, the old man planted pomegranate trees, but your family is not planting pomegranate trees!"

"Oh? Really? Then after I go back, I will ask my father to pull out all the trees in the yard. I will follow my grandfather's advice and plant pomegranate trees on them, okay?" the little baby said seriously with a clucking mouth.

"Well, okay, my grandson is better!" The old man stroked the little baby's round head and said with a smile.

Throughout the whole day, the old man happily played with the little baby. No matter what Mo Xiaobei tried to persuade, the old man ignored him, and the old man and the young one played in full swing. In the end, the little baby got tired of playing and fell asleep on the sofa.

, the old man finally rested for a while.

Mo Xiaobei lovingly took away the sleeping baby. Wang Zijun lay down next to his son. Mo Xiaobei suddenly walked to him quietly and whispered: "Grandpa just told me that he wanted the baby to stay in the capital."

Stay with him for a few days!"

Wang Zijun was stunned when he heard what Mo Xiaobei said. In this family, if anyone cares about the little baby's studies the most, besides Mo Xiaobei, it is the old man. Now, the old man actually asked to keep the little baby at home.

My family doesn’t go to school. This is so abnormal!

Thinking of the old man's increasingly obvious age spots and shaky body, the bad feeling in Wang Zijun's heart became clearer. Although he had lived a lifetime, he didn't have much interaction with Mo Xiaobei's family at that time, so naturally he didn't

I know exactly when Mr. Mo went.

But looking at the old man's mental state now, Wang Zijun had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he absolutely could not tell Mo Xiaobei. He patted Mo Xiaobei lightly on the shoulder, and Wang Zijun said with a smile: "Baby, this is...

The guy is very smart, and his schoolwork is not a problem for him. I think he is also very willing to play with grandpa, and it would be good for him to stay with grandpa in the capital for a few days."

Mo Xiaobei said nothing and took the initiative to lie in Wang Zijun's arms. Her long hair covered her face, but her thin shoulders made Wang Zijun realize that Mo Xiaobei was crying.

Some things cannot be let go after all. As a man, all Wang Zijun can do at this time is to hold Mo Xiaobei tightly and comfort her silently.

After a while, Mo Xiaobei fell into a deep sleep. The exhausted Wang Zijun gently opened the door and walked out of the room. The small courtyard was silent, without any sound. Standing in the small courtyard, looking at the bright sunshine in autumn,

Wang Zijun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Zijun, you didn't take a break!" The old man's slightly trembling voice came from Zijun's ear.

Wang Zijun turned his head and saw Mr. Mo sitting quietly on a wicker chair, like a statue. Looking at the old man's expression, Wang Zijun hurried over and said, "Grandpa, aren't you resting? Why are you getting up again?

La!"

Mr. Mo waved his hand towards Wang Zijun and said: "At my age, it is no longer easy to get a good sleep. Besides, there will be more time to rest in the future, so I can rest at that time.

"

Wang Zijun knew what the old man meant. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something like, "Grandpa, you will live a long life." But in the end, he did not say these words of comfort because he knew very well in his heart that the old man was not

Someone who needs his comfort.

"Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. Zijun, when you reach this position, you should see these things more clearly than others." The old man stood up from the chair and said with a smile: "There are things that I can't let go of in this world.

There is not much left, I am rest assured that Xiaobei can marry you."

Wang Zijun's face turned red. He looked at the old man's calm expression and didn't know what to say. At this time, he already understood that with the old man's methods, his affairs could not be hidden at all.

The old man seemed not to notice Wang Zijun's embarrassment. He took two steps forward, smiled and said, "You did quite well in Midong."

"I still have a lot of shortcomings in Midong." Wang Zijun suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, quickly came to the old man's side, and said softly.

"There are some things, you have to do that!" Mr. Mo paused his crutch and said firmly in his words.

"In the eyes of many people, some things can be easily overcome as long as they are more flexible. In fact, what they call a smooth road is actually a wrong road. When they get used to taking the smooth road, they will have nowhere to go!"

Mr. Mo looked at Wang Zijun and said seriously.

Wang Zijun looked at the old man's expression and slowly savored his words. He pondered for a moment and said softly: "Grandpa, I understand!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster.

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