Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

"Brother Zijun, look what happened, I..." After Jiang Mudong was taken away by his two companions, Jiang Shaoyong was mostly awake from the alcohol. At this time, he realized what he had just done

What he did, and the impact of his actions on Wang Zijun. ""/""Advertisement full text txt download

Seeing the apology on Jiang Shaoyong's face, Wang Zijun waved his hand and said, "This is none of your business. That Jiang Mudong really deserves a beating."

"I mean, didn't I mess up what you were going to do?" Jiang Shaoyong was not a fool. He could naturally tell that Wang Zijun was looking for this Jiang Mudong to do something. Now that he has messed up like this, I'm afraid

What happened just now was a mess.

Wang Zijun looked at Jiang Shaoyong's face, smiled and said: "It's okay, I will think of other ways." At this point, a child-like smile appeared on his face and said: "To be honest, Shaoyong,

I just gave this guy a lot of good words, and he's still here pretending and pushing back. Damn it, I'm annoyed, so you'll save me a lot of trouble!"

Looking at Wang Zijun's smiling face, Jiang Shaoyong also smiled, smiled gratefully at Wang Zijun, and then hesitantly asked: "Brother Zijun, have I not caused you any trouble in this matter?"

"It's okay, go about your business." Wang Zijun waved his hand and continued: "Although Luo Shiwen is good, if you want to get married and live a happy life, you have to find someone who can share the joys and sorrows."

Jiang Shaoyong was stunned. He didn't expect that this cousin-in-law could say a few words of confidant to him. This was really rare, and he couldn't help but feel a little more close to him.

"Brother Zijun, I remember." After Jiang Shaoyong nodded heavily, he hesitated and said: "Brother Zijun, do you need me to find my uncle, tell him about this matter, and ask him to come forward?

It’s solved…”

Wang Zijun patted Jiang Shaoyong's shoulder and said calmly: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about it. I can make things smooth."

Jiang Shaoyong left. Wang Zijun looked at Jiang Shaoyong's leaving figure and let out a long breath. Although Jiang Shaoyong's slap was very satisfying, he had to admit that Jiang Shaoyong's slap gave him another blow.

This rerouting of the Ligu Railway has set up quite a few obstacles.

"Secretary Wang." Kaneda Luo came over, glanced at Wang Zijun, and greeted softly. From Kaneda Luo's point of view, he naturally knew that what happened today would almost end the situation that had little hope in the first place.

The matter came to an end immediately.

Wang Zijun smiled at Jin Tianluo and said softly: "Where is Mayor He?"

After Jin Tianluo was stunned for a moment, he said: "Mayor He just made a phone call and is now in the car outside."

"Let's go too." As Wang Zijun spoke, he walked out of the hotel gate. He glanced at the cars parked at the gate and walked towards the one in front of him.

At this time, He Qirui was smoking in the car. Today's events made him describe Zhu Bajie in one sentence when he looked in the mirror - he was not a human being inside and out. Although Director Jiang was a bit too much, Secretary Wang's words

The cousin punched and kicked him hard enough. The phone call he received from his classmate just now really left him speechless.

Thinking of his old classmate angrily hanging up the phone without waiting for an explanation, He Qirui felt a little uncomfortable. He knew that he might never be able to ask this classmate to help him with anything again in the future!

"Mayor He, my cousin was a little reckless about what happened today." Wang Zijun's voice sounded in the car. This voice suddenly woke up He Qirui, who was deep in thought, and looked at Wang Zijun who had a calm smile on his face.

, although He Qirui was angry, he could not get angry with Wang Zijun, and said quickly: "Secretary Wang, no one wants this to happen, not to mention that the person named Jiang has no sincerity."

Wang Zijun handed He Qirui a cigarette and said with a smile: "That Director Jiang doesn't matter, but it makes it difficult for your classmate."

He Qirui also understood that the next person who would be in trouble would be his classmates, but now it was meaningless to talk about this matter. He looked at Wang Zijun's smiling face, pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Mayor Wang, this matter

Once this incident comes out, our Linggu Railway matter may be out of reach."

Although Wang Zijun did not want to give up just like that, he did not speak, but waited for He Qirui to continue.

"Mayor Wang, I think the most important thing now is to block today's matter. Now everyone wants to push out the responsibility for the failure of the Ligu Railway project. If this matter spreads, it will be

Those who are interested can take advantage of this opportunity and put all the responsibility on you."

He Qirui's voice was not loud, but there was a gloominess in his deep voice. Wang Zijun agreed with He Qirui's meaning, but good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. The more some people want to keep it secret, the more they want to keep it secret.

The more it will end up being self-defeating.

After all, in addition to a few of them, there were also a few people from the Beijing Office who came to Shuishui Renjia this time. Not to mention that I had just gone to Luonan City and was not familiar with the place. How many of these people knew how to keep secrets?

, only God knows. However, I still don’t want to appear too indifferent to Mayor He’s kindness.

"I understand this, Mayor He. The matter has not yet come to a final conclusion. Everything is possible. It's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to make things happen. Just let nature take its course." Wang Zijun took a puff of cigarette and said calmly.

When the results haven't come out yet, then when will the results come out? He Qirui looked at Wang Zijun with a hint of confidence on his face, and thought to himself, it seems that Secretary Wang is young after all, he hasn't rolled around in the muddy water, and is in the bloody water.

How many times are you going to take a dip? Don’t you want to save face and suffer the consequences? It’s already this time and you still refuse to admit defeat!

When the car arrived at the Ronan City Beijing Office, Jintian Luo, who was not in the same car as Wang Zijun at first, came to Wang Zijun. After pondering for a while, he said carefully: "Secretary Wang, this matter

Is this something that emphasizes discipline?”

Wang Zijun looked at Jintian Luo and said nothing. Jintian Luo looked at Wang Zijun's indifferent expression and understood something in his heart. He didn't ask any more questions at the moment. After being the secretary-general for so many years, he understood too well that sometimes, the leader does not express his position.

, is also an attitude. However, you have to figure out the leader's thoughts accurately.

When we returned to Mr. Mo's courtyard, he had already fallen asleep. His chubby little son was clenching his little fists and sleeping soundly. Mo Xiaobei, who was lying on the bed reading a magazine, saw Wang Zijun.

He came back and shushed softly. Then he lowered his voice and said, "It took a lot of effort to get your son to sleep. Don't wake him up!"

Wang Zijun smiled. Looking at the woman with starry eyes in front of him, he couldn't help but reach out to hold her in his arms. But just when he wanted his hand, Mo Xiaobei gently stopped him and said:

"Dad is outside. He said he has something to talk to you about."

Mo Dongyuan had something to discuss with him. Wang Zijun was stunned. Although Mo Dongyuan was Zijun's father-in-law, this father-in-law who served in the army rarely discussed things with him. As soon as he came here today, he

Talk to yourself, could it be that the sun is rising in the west?

With thoughts flashing in his mind, Wang Zijun reluctantly said a few words of love to Mo Xiaobei, and then walked towards the living room in the backyard with a smile.

Mo Dongyuan usually doesn't live in the old man's house. But today, in order to wait for Wang Zijun, he deliberately stayed here. When Wang Zijun walked into the living room, he saw Mo Dongyuan sitting alone at a small coffee table drinking.

"Dad," Wang Zijun walked in and greeted Mo Dongyuan softly.

Mo Dongyuan put down the wine glass in his hand, and then said with a smile: "Sit down, come and have a drink with me."

There are four plates on the table, a plate of boiled peanuts, a plate of soy sauce beef, and two home-cooked appetizers. Next to the wine bottle that looks to be more than ten years old, there are two wine glasses.

Obviously, Mo Dongyuan was ready to have a good talk with Wang Zijun.

After helping Mo Dongyuan fill up the wine, Wang Zijun picked up the cup and toasted Mo Dongyuan. After the two put down their cups at the same time, the living room felt deserted. Wang Zijun knew that Mo Dongyuan was waiting at this time.

He would definitely not just drink with him, he should have something to say to himself. "" Advertisement txt download

"Zijun, we haven't had a drink together for a while, right?" Mo Dongyuan glanced sharply at Wang Zijun and said softly.

It's not that I drank like this sometimes, but I almost never drank like this. However, Wang Zijun would not say it out loud. He smiled and said: "Dad, I haven't drank for some time. It's all my fault. In Shan Province

It's so far away and I can't come back even once in ten and a half months."

Mo Dongyuan smiled, took another sip from the wine glass and said, "Good men are everywhere. If you were staying at home drinking with me, I'm afraid I would have kicked you out a long time ago."

Laughter is the best tool to break barriers. Wang Zijun looked at Mo Dongyuan's smile and laughed too. After he quietly filled the cup in front of Mo Dongyuan, Mo Dongyuan filled it with a peanut.

Entered the mouth.

"Zijun, to be honest, when Xiaobei chose you at first, I was not satisfied."

Just when Wang Zijun was about to eat the food, Mo Dongyuan's words shocked him from the bottom of his heart, and he almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

Wang Zijun could see Mo Dongyuan's thoughts before. Although he spoke very cordially, the vague sense of distance lingered, cold and a bit strange. However, he did not expect his father-in-law.

The grown-up is so fierce, the baby has already been born, yet he is so outspoken and says this to himself.

"I have always felt that my daughter, Mo Dongyuan, should marry an excellent man!" Wang Zijun didn't know how to answer. Fortunately, Mo Dongyuan was not prepared to let him answer. When it came to this, Mo Dongyuan said:

He picked up the wine glass and drank another glass of wine. As he put the wine glass down, in an instant, Wang Zijun felt that the room seemed to be filled with a sense of heroism.

"There are many standards for judging good men now, but in my eyes, there is only one kind of good man, and that is to carry a gun and fight, to defend the home and country! Only this kind of man who bleeds, sweats, but not sheds tears, sheds skin and flesh, and never falls behind,

In my eyes, you are the one with the iron bones and the backbone of steel!"

Listening to his old father-in-law's judgment, Wang Zijun thought to himself that in his father-in-law's eyes, he was not considered a good man. Although he was a little unconvinced, Wang Zijun also had some sympathy for his father-in-law's view.

appreciate.

After all, Mo Dongyuan is a soldier, and soldiers always have their own opinions. And they also appreciate those who are close to them more.

"I didn't agree with your marriage at first. Without Xiaobei's unswerving attitude and the old man's nod of approval, the two of you would not have been able to get together." Mo Dongyuan still had no regard for Wang Zijun's feelings.

, said truthfully.

Secretary Wang felt a little embarrassed at this time. He pondered for a moment. He wanted to speak, but for a while he felt a little confused about where to start.

"You are a good person, especially in the officialdom. You know when to say something but not do it, and when to do it but not say it. It should be said that you are quite talented as an official. Although in your official career, your family

The influence cannot be erased, but I have to admit that your progress is largely due to your own efforts."

Mo Dongyuan took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "However, some things cannot be accomplished only by talent, especially in the officialdom, you still need a lot of things. The reason why I have to crawl in the army

, just because I know that I am not suitable for some things in officialdom."

Mo Dongyuan seemed to have something in his words, but Wang Zijun did not ask directly. He knew that since Mo Dongyuan was waiting for him, he would definitely make it clear to him what he wanted to say.

A bottle of wine. Although most of it fell into Mo Dongyuan's stomach, Wang Zijun, who drank a third of it, still felt a little burning in his stomach. But Wang Zijun, who drank two drinks in a row today,

You, you are indeed not drunk at all at this time.

Although Mo Dongyuan has left, Mo Dongyuan's words are still echoing in his heart. In fact, Mo Dongyuan didn't tell him much, but these few stories gave him

captured Wang Zijun’s endless reverie.

The plan, a plan related to the Mo family, the Shi family and several other old men, was a plan that took more than ten years. This plan had nothing to do with Wang Zijun originally. But now, Wang Zijun found that he was involved in this plan.

Bureau.

There is only one person who can reach the top. This is what Mo Dongyuan said, but this sentence is like a stone, pressing heavily on Wang Zijun. In this sentence, there is an extremely deep feeling.

pressure.

Several old men have already made a choice, and this choice will not change. Although they have done well, if they want to rely on the power of the Mo family, they can only be the green leaves next to the red flowers.

Wang Zijun knew who the red flower was, but he was dissatisfied and unwilling to let him become the green leaf, so he had to fight.

"I will be able to hit the waves three thousand feet, and I will be confident in my life for two hundred years." He chanted this poem softly, and there was some bitterness in Wang Zijun's mouth. Because this poem was his answer to Mo Dongyuan, and even more

It was his own statement.

This statement let him know that from now on, it would be difficult for him to get any big help from the Mo family. It also meant that the only way he would go in the future was by himself. The Mo family was no longer his most powerful backer.

When Mo Dongyuan left, there was a hint of approval on his face, but this approval was just an attitude. Although Mo Dongyuan had begun to replace the old man as the highest-ranking person in the Mo family, he was not the only one in the Mo family.

In the Mo family, when he makes a decision, he has to consider the interests of many people.

When Wang Zijun walked back to the room, he found Mo Xiaobei still waiting for him quietly. Looking at him drinking, he said softly: "What does dad want from you?"

Wang Zijun smiled and said, "It's nothing, just telling me some trivial things." He pinched Mo Xiaobei's face, gently put the woman into his arms, and felt the warmth in his arms.

Delicately, Wang Zijun's trembling heart slowly became firmer.

Without you, I would be better off!

Under the early morning sunshine, Wang Zijun stayed in high spirits and had breakfast with Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo talked and laughed happily, as if he had no idea what Mo Dongyuan and Wang Zijun had talked about last night.

Everything seemed to have never happened, but in fact, everything had happened. After Wang Zijun had breakfast, he hugged the little baby who struggled to hold it with his little hands, and drove Mo Xiaobei's car to Luo.

Nanshi’s Beijing Office.

"Secretary Wang, when Wang Zijun came in, the staff of the Beijing Office warmly greeted him, and someone quickly notified Hu Qingtian, the director of the Beijing Office.

As Hu Qingtian and Jin Tianluo came over, Wang Zijun held an impromptu meeting in the Beijing Office. The theme of the meeting was still the Ligu Railway. During the meeting, Wang Zijun mentioned the Ligu Railway.

As long as there is some hope for a project, it must be pursued.

But at this time, no matter He Qirui or Hu Qingtian, none of them had the slightest confidence. They all knew what happened yesterday. Knowing that even if they ran again now, I'm afraid this matter would only be a waste of water.

All in vain.

But none of them objected to what Wang Zijun said. After a few words of discussion, He Qirui accompanied Wang Zijun and drove towards the Ministry of Railways.

"Who are you looking for?" Wang Zijun and others were stopped before they entered the gate. After a lot of effort, Wang Zijun and the others finally entered the gate. But when they told the receptionist that they were

After asking, the reply I received was that the leader was busy and had no time today.

Wang Zijun looked at the young man with a disdainful smile and said softly: "Comrade, please give your leader a good talk and say that we have very important things that need to be reported to the leader."

"Important things, hehe. I want to see the leader. I have always said that I have important things, and your things are important. But other people's things may not be unimportant. Let's wait until the leader has time.

, I will be the first to report to you." There was a hint of perfunctoryness in the young man's words.

Wang Zijun looked at the young man with a smile on his face. He knew in his heart that even if he said something, it would probably be of no use. He knew that this one-thousandth chance of hope would be of no use now.

Just when he was about to leave, he saw a middle-aged man in his fifties walking down the building. After seeing him, the pedestrians who came and went became respectful. Some were even more respectful.

greeted him.

"Minister Zhou." Hearing the greetings from others, Wang Zijun's expression changed, and he quickly walked towards the ministers.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Zijun walked up quickly. Before Minister Zhou could reach the car, Wang Zijun said loudly: "Hello, Minister Zhou, I am Wang Zijun, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Ronan City, Shan Province."

, there is something I want to report to you."

Wang Zijun's words stunned Minister Zhou who was about to get in the car. He turned back and glanced at Wang Zijun, stopped getting on the bus, smiled and said: "You are the Municipal Party Committee Secretary of Ronan City.

He is really young and promising to become the secretary of the municipal party committee of a city at such a young age, but I have something to do today and have to leave immediately."

While speaking, Minister Zhou said to a middle-aged man behind him: "Director He, please receive Secretary Wang. Please tell me the issues he wants to report when I come back."

The middle-aged man walked over quickly and said softly: "Don't worry, Minister Zhou, I will definitely complete the task."

Watching Minister Zhou get into the black Audi car and drive away slowly, Wang Zijun suddenly felt that there might be no hope this time. Director He was quite polite to him and invited him to a meeting room.

In the guest room, someone poured tea and then started talking.

Just when Wang Zijun was talking about the Ligu Railway, he saw that the door was suddenly pushed open, and Jiang Mudong, who had a fierce face, almost walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he deliberately said

He said with a hint of exaggeration: "Oh, who do I think it is? It turns out to be Secretary Wang of Ronan City."

When Wang Zijun saw Jiang Mudong, his heart became cold. He did not speak, but looked at Jiang Mudong indifferently.

Director He didn't expect Jiang Mudong's sudden arrival, but they were in the same unit and had a pretty good relationship. So after Jiang Mudong walked in, he said casually: "Director Jiang and Secretary Wang are comfortable, if that's the case

Better.”

"Yes, not only are you familiar with it, but you are very familiar with it. Lao He, please leave this matter to me. When Minister Zhou asks, I will explain it to him." Jiang Mudong patted Director He on the shoulder and said in a deep voice.

.

For this kind of thing, Director He had no intention to take care of it. When he heard what Jiang Mudong said, he smiled and said: "Director Jiang, just take care of it. I'm still busy over there. Secretary Wang, I

I won’t accompany you anymore.”

Wang Zijun looked at Director He who was about to leave, his face changed, but he did not leave, but sat there again leisurely.

As the door was gently closed, Jiang Mudong said quietly: "Secretary Wang, aren't you very proud? Why are you here again now? Hehe, I told you that I, Jiang Mudong, will sit in this position for a day.

Don’t think about it in Ronan City, you know, it’s all in vain.”

"Really? I really don't believe in this evil. Director Jiang, the railway belongs to the country, not you." After Wang Zijun said this, he stood up from his chair, turned around and walked out of the room.

When Jiang Mudong saw Wang Zijun about to leave, he swayed and stopped at the door: "Hey, these two sentences really sound like a secretary, but I still want to give it to you for free. Although it belongs to the country, but that

But it belongs to the entire country. You, Ronan City, don’t have it!”

Wang Zijun looked at Jiang Mudong's smiling face and felt a little uncomfortable. He glanced at Jiang Mudong who was approaching him, with the same smile on his face and said: "Director Jiang, does your face still hurt?

If it hurts, just buy some Jade Dragon Water to dissolve blood stasis, the effect is good."

"You..." Jiang Mudong's eyes suddenly became angry. He suddenly remembered the slap that made him humiliating, that humiliating night last night.

"This is just family common sense, so you don't need to thank me." As Wang Zijun spoke, he opened the door and strode away.

Walking out of the gate of the Ministry of Railways, Wang Zijun let out a long breath. He knew that with Jiang Mudong as a stumbling block, it would be more difficult for him to do things. Compared with Jiang Mudong, Wang Zijun knew that sitting in the courtyard would be more difficult.

Fortunately, there is another person who he doesn't know, but who Jiang Mudong wants to make difficult for him, who is pushing for the Ligu Railway to pass through Dongpu City.

"Secretary Wang." Just as Wang Zijun was pondering, Jin Tianluo had already quickly responded. He looked at Wang Zijun's face without any sadness or joy and greeted him softly.

Wang Zijun nodded and sat in the car arranged by the Beijing Office. Kaneda Luo followed Wang Zijun and sat next to Wang Zijun. He waved to the driver in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then reported the report softly.

: "Secretary Wang, I just received news that yesterday's incident was spread to the city by someone who didn't keep their mouth shut."

The city that Jintianluo was talking about was naturally Ronan City. Wang Zijun looked at Jintianluo who was reviewing himself, and said with the same indifferent expression: "How did they spread the news?"

"Well... Secretary Wang, some people are saying that because of the conflict between you and the people from the railway department, the Ligu Railway that was originally going to be built in Ronan City was suddenly transferred to Dongpu City." Jin Tianluo hesitated.

, then he said softly to Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun looked at Kaneda Luo's face with a hint of worry, but secretly estimated in his heart how loyal the secretary-general was to him. After Kaneda Luo finished speaking, he said softly: "Yes.

Don’t some people say that I deliberately clashed with the railway department and diverted the Ligu Railway to Dongpu City? After all, I used to be the mayor of Dongpu City?”

When Kaneda Luo received the news, he felt a little embarrassed, but he finally reported it to Wang Zijun. At this time, listening to Wang Zijun's words with a hint of ridicule, he pondered for a moment and nodded gently.

.

Wang Zijun did not speak anymore, but his mind was running rapidly at this time. Wang Zijun knew very well who should have done this obvious shirk of responsibility. But once the responsibility was shied away, he did not know the truth.

In the eyes of the people of Ronan City, a secretary of the Ronan Municipal Party Committee who does not stand for Ronan City is a traitor of Ronan City, and such a person who harms the interests of the people of Ronan City will naturally not be allowed to do so in Ronan City.

Get a foothold.

As for the other party, he will become a hero in the tragedy. The project that he fought for with so much hard work was sold by an incompetent or even shameless superior. And the people of Ronan City have a strong desire to open a train.

It turned into nothing.

Wang Zijun didn't speak, and the car suddenly became extremely quiet. The person driving the car for them was a cadre from the Beijing Office. At this time, you could feel the stagnation in the car. He tightened his mouth tightly to prevent himself from getting out.

I am afraid that the leader who is in a bad mood will use me as a punching bag.

"Have you investigated all the people I asked you to investigate?" Wang Zijun scratched his head and suddenly said softly to Kaneda Luo.

Jin Tianluo was stunned for a moment, then said: "Secretary Wang, there is no need to investigate. These old heroes are the pride of our Ronan City, and they are recorded in our city annals."

Wang Zijun smiled and said softly: "Since they are not prepared to reason with us, then we can no longer reason with us. In this case, you can call Yan Shize later and ask him to tell those old men

Elderly people and relatives from the village where I used to live were sent to Beijing."

Looking at Wang Zijun's eyes, Kaneda Luo somewhat understood what Secretary Wang wanted to do, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Secretary Wang, I'll do it right away."

"Well, tell Yan Shize that he must arrive this afternoon. We won't be short of money for the flight."

"Hello, comrade, I'm looking for someone." Three people who looked like they came from the countryside were wearing clothes that were obviously behind the times. They were carrying white woven bags with the word "urea" on their shoulders, and their faces were full of worry.

He gave the most humble smile and said respectfully to the soldiers standing guard.

The soldier was stunned at first. He didn't know how these people could appear here. But thinking of his hometown, he still smiled and said: "Fellow, are you asking for directions? Where are you going? I am familiar with this area.

"

Among the three farmers, the leader was an old man who looked to be in his sixties. In his hand was a rare tobacco pipe that was polished smooth and round.

"Comrade, I would like to ask how to get to Courtyard No. 2?" the old man said softly as he habitually said goodbye to the cigarette bag he was smoking on his belt.

In No. 2 Courtyard, the soldier was stunned. As the sesame cakes here, he naturally thought that this was actually No. 2 Courtyard. But he never imagined that these seemingly simple farmers and fellow villagers were related to the old leaders who lived in the courtyard.

What's the relationship?

"Ah, this is Courtyard No. 2. Who are you looking for?" After pondering for a while, the soldier still asked honestly towards the visitor.

"I'm looking for my second uncle." When the old man heard that he had found the right place, the smile on his face became even bigger.

You are looking for your second uncle, but I can't guess who your second uncle is. But looking at this old man who is about the same age as my father.

The soldier still said softly: "Old comrade, who is your second uncle?"

"My second uncle's name is Lu Tiechui." The old man scratched his head and said with a hint of flattery.

Lu Tiechui, the little warrior had never heard of this name. However, looking at the simple appearance of these farmers, he felt that there was no need for them to come here to show off and deceive. He said with a trace of concern: "You see, you are

Didn't you find the wrong place?"

"Is this Spring Road?" The old man hesitated for a moment, but then his expression became firm again. After all, in his opinion, the county magistrate personally sent him here, which was absolutely correct.

"It's Spring Road." The soldier nodded and replied affirmatively.

"This is Courtyard No. 2, Spring Road?" You, a man in his forties next to the old man, followed closely.

"It's Courtyard No. 2, Chunchun Road." The soldier glanced at the fellow villagers with a hint of doubt, and asked with a hint of uncertainty, "Does your second uncle have another name?"

The two young men immediately looked at the old man who was taking the lead. The old man picked up the cigarette and took two puffs. Suddenly he slapped his thigh and said, "I have a letter from my second uncle here.

It seems to have the name of my second uncle."

While talking, the old man tremblingly took out a letter from his pocket. The young soldier also leaned his head and looked at the letter. He saw the words Lu Dalei written on the envelope,

Immediately he said: "Is your second uncle called Lu Dalei?"

"Young man, I am Lu Dalei." The old man smiled, then turned to the end of the letter and said, "Is this the name of my second uncle?"

The young soldier's face turned red, thinking to himself what had happened to him this time, to the point where he was almost despised by a farmer who was several dozen years older than him. However, just as he was blushing, his eyes had indeed seen what had happened to him.

He signed in surprise.

"Lu Qianjin."

Seeing the young soldier's surprised look, the old man felt relieved. Although he had not seen much of the world, his decades of life experience were not in vain after all. From the young soldier's reaction, he had already seen that

This young man must have known about his second uncle, and he definitely did not find the wrong person.

"Are you really relatives of Chief Lu?" The little soldier covered his mouth, fearing that he would say the name that surprised him again.

"You little comrade, I am already so old, and I can identify others randomly. Do you think there is someone who identifies me as my second uncle?" The old man folded the letter like a treasure and said with a hint of pride.

After confirming the identities of these people, the soldiers on duty quickly reported to their superiors. Ten minutes later, the three rural people carrying woven bags, led by the little soldiers, came to a separate

In the courtyard.

"Who is here?" Just after entering the hospital, an old man wearing an unmarked military uniform asked angrily towards the first soldier who walked in.

"Second uncle, it's me, Da Lei!" The old man holding the pipe, after seeing the old man, walked up quickly with excitement. His appearance was not much inferior to that of the young man.

As soon as the old man saw the old man named Lu Dalei, he came over laughing and said with a loud laugh: "Dalei, you melon boy, at last you haven't forgotten your second uncle and me.

Finally you have come to see me, come in quickly."

When the little soldier saw him sober, he thought that his mission was completed, and quietly retreated out. The two farmers who followed Lu Dalei followed Lu Dalei into the room while secretly pouring themselves into the room.

The residence of this legendary grandpa figure in the village.

After the two men put down the bags, Lu Dalei had already started talking to the old man Lu Qianjin. He sat down opposite the old man a little cautiously and said softly: "Second uncle, are you in good health?"

"It's good. You can still eat two steamed buns in one meal. You look old." Lu Qianjin spoke while pointing at the two men who followed him in: "They are..."

"Second uncle, this is the eldest son of Brother Decai's family. His name is Wen Biao. He is now the head of our village. This is the second son of my family." Lu Dalei introduced to the two men.

"Okay, okay, it's good to be here. This time I'm here, I'll stay here for two more days. I always want to go back and look around, but I'm afraid of causing trouble to the place." As Lu Qianjin spoke, his face showed

There was a faint longing.

Lu Dalei rubbed his hands. His experience made him understand how his second uncle felt at this time. But at this moment, the unfamiliarity of not seeing each other for many years made him not know how to express his feelings to his second uncle, so

I can only stand while rubbing my hands.

Lu Qianjin smiled and began to ask about the situation in the village, how the harvest in the village was, and how the people of his generation in the village were doing well!

Regarding these questions, Lu Dalei answered them casually, so there was nothing to hesitate about. However, as the conversation progressed, he found that he didn't know how to mention the tasks assigned by the county leaders, and he was a little confused for a while.

Rubbing his hands anxiously.

The other two juniors have become deaf ears at this time. The two people sitting there politely just listened to the questions of the old man Lu Qianjin. The two people who didn't ask questions, they didn't even say a word.

Don't tell.

These two idiots were still eloquent and cadres in the village, but here they are all fucking mute. They still have to rely on me. The county magistrate said that as long as this matter is done well, he will build an asphalt road in the village.

.Thinking of the situation where roads could be built in his village, Lu Dalei became cruel and prepared to give his second uncle a beating and tell him the story.

"Dalei, you're not just here to see me, an old man. Do you have anything to say? See if I, an old man, can do it?" Mr. Lu, who has a much better insight into world affairs than his nephew, was speaking.

, I knew that there must be something going on when Lu Dalei brought these two grandchildren.

Lu Dalei, who had already made up his mind, saw such a good opportunity and immediately stopped hesitating and said hurriedly: "Second uncle, it's like this. Our city was originally going to have a railway, and it also connected to our county."

Although Lu Dalei had made up his mind, he still felt a little awkward when he spoke. As he spoke, his mouth felt a little dry.

However, as soon as he said this, he felt a lot more relaxed, and his words began to become clearer: "The folks in our village were very happy when they heard that the railway was connected, and they all agreed to this way to come to Beijing.

It's convenient for you. But, I don't know what happened? Before this road was opened, it changed again and changed to Dongpu City. Uncle Er, you also know that there are several railways in Dongpu City.

Why don't you try to fix it with them? Isn't this bullying us?"

After finishing what he was about to say, Lu Dalei felt that he was covered in sweat. He felt that this minute was simply more tiring than a day's work in the fields.

The smile on Lu Qianjin's face slowly disappeared, and his eyes, which had seemed a little cloudy, began to become brighter at this time. Lu Dalei, who was originally heaving a sigh of relief, now looked at the old man's eyes.

I suddenly started sweating a little.

"Who asked you to come to me? Is it from the county?" The old man's voice was low, but the aura of commanding thousands of troops seemed to be revealed at this moment.

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