"Little comrade, you are..." Secretary Zeng spoke at this time.

Jin Huan said with a smile: "I passed by Hujiang a few days ago and bought some local specialties from Hujiang. It was worth it. Let the children taste a sweet mouth!"

She took out the things in her cloth bag and put them on the table one by one.

Secretary Zeng heard all the tone of indifferent care, and then looked at the things on the table, his eyes widened.

Moutai, Chinese cigarettes, high-end biscuits and candy, my good-looking, can this be called a local specialty? Can you not buy it without a letter of introduction outside?

"I have no other intentions. Old Mrs. Tian and the old lady were sent to the village. Secretary Zeng asked Secretary Zeng to take care of their age, and take care of them more!" Jin Huan folded the cloth bag and put it in his pocket.

Secretary Zeng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Realistically speaking, they should take care of them when they are old, but I am a little embarrassed to stare at so many eyes in the village..."

"I can understand your difficulties. Mr. Tian is also an old revolutionary who has suffered. The amount of labor in the cowshed is actually competent!" Jinhuan's face was a warm smile.

Secretary Zeng took the enamel teapot brought by the little girl, "The little comrade is right. Of course, everyone should eat it. Try this herbal tea. It is a bit bitter, but the effect of clearing fire and removing heat is the best!"

"It was bitter at first, but it was a little sweet aftertaste," Jin Huan said after a pause: "Life is like this herbal tea. If it is bitter first and then sweet, it can be considered a blessing!"

Secretary Zeng didn't take all the troubles of Huan, and said with a smile: "You little comrade, you are quite a level of state!"

"I am still so young, how can I have any realm? Compared with you, Secretary Zeng, you have more things to learn!

But now, who has not had any ups and downs in this year?

Mr. Tian’s old friends and colleagues have many cases like him, and some of them are gradually starting to resume their job positions.

It doesn’t matter if you suffer now. The important thing is to take good care of your health. If the opportunity comes, will it become sweeter if you turn over and get reincarnated?"

Jinhuan said calmly and took another sip of herbal tea that was so bitter that his tongue was numb.

Secretary Zeng knew that Jinhuan's words were true. He often listened to the radio and read newspapers, and was still clear about some current affairs.

Since the beginning of this year, a group of cadres sent to the countryside cattle sheds have resumed their work, including many of them who have been criticized very well.

"With that being said, no one can tell what has not happened yet what will happen in the future!" Secretary Zeng was still practicing Tai Chi.

Jinhuan put the tea jar back on the table, "It's better to make it in advance. It will be too late to worry about it when the situation is completely clear!"

"You little comrades are still motivated. Unlike me, I am old! Just seek peace and stability!" Secretary Zeng said with a smile.

Jinhuan tapped his fingers rhythmically on the desktop and said with a smile:

"Secretary Zeng is so arrogant. Your age is in the past! You are not the kind of conservative person who is ignorant of flexibility, otherwise you would not agree to your younger son crossing the river and going to the other side to go to the new life!"

The fact that his son ran away was exposed by Jinhuan, and Secretary Zeng couldn't calm down. He felt that Jinhuan was threatening him, and his blushing face turned purple, "What do you mean, what do you want to say?"

"Don't worry! I have no intention of making a fuss about your family's sneaking away," Jin Huan put away his previous smile, stopped going around in circles, and made a request directly.

"I ask you to help take care of the old couple Tian. In fact, you don't need to deliberately favoritism. Just ensure that they have sufficient food and are not bullied by the villagers!"

Secretary Zeng's face changed, "Food food?"

"Yes! Mr. Tian was sent to your village, but those old friends and colleagues were afraid that their old couple would have limited labor and could not earn a job and would be hungry, so they took turns sending food support!

I heard that the village’s parcel letters were collected and distributed by the village committee from posts and telecommunications. You should know this, right?"

Jinhuan still gave Secretary Zeng a face and didn't say everything.

Secretary Zeng's cold and distant phoenix eyes looked at him with a smile, and his heart was also a little up and down.

"I still know some of this. Don't think that I am a branch secretary, but the village committee is really not the only one who has the final say!"

Jinhuan knew that this was an old fox and would not leave any handles easily.

"Secretary Zeng is still too modest. As far as I know, you are not just a branch secretary in the village, but also your status is also of great importance in the entire Zeng family.

For Mr. Tian, ​​this matter is a major matter related to life and death. For you, it is just a verbal talk. You are right?"

Secretary Zeng’s heartbeat was even more powerful. This girl who looked too smart was not very old and had a lot of skills.

He was polite in his words and said, and even praised him with great strength, but when he poked the pain, he was not soft at all. He used both coercion and inducement and hard skills, and was very skillful.

"Now, the matters related to the clan are considered to be feudal customs. I just have the right to speak in everyone's eyes because of the position of branch secretary! I will try my best to coordinate the food issues of Comrade Tian and his wife!" Secretary Zeng said with a smile.

The result that Wanhuan wanted was not "try to coordinate as much as possible". The vague coordination of a village party secretary was not worth her special trip.

"Secretary Zeng, to put it bluntly, the food was not the food that the old man Tian had earned from his work and the village gave him, but the food that Mr Tian's friends and colleagues saved it and sent it to Mr Tian.

You said that if they knew that the food they saved by saving money was not fully in the hands of Mr. Tian, ​​what would they think about these old revolutionary cadres?

Although Mr. Tian was deported, he did not forget him, whether it was his original organization or his personal old friends.

It is inevitable that he will be able to turn over and get the sweetness of his sufferings, but it will be only sooner or later. Secretary Zeng has made a good relationship now and will never suffer any loss in the future, right?"

It’s not that Jinhuan was posing as a big banner, she didn’t dare to underestimate these grassroots village cadres. They were all veteran and smart old foxes. If they didn’t scare people now, they would still do whatever they wanted in two days, and she would have been in vain for this fight.

The expression on Secretary Zeng's face changed again and again, and finally he spoke firmly:

"Please rest assured, comrade, I will definitely take good care of Mr. Tian. I promise that the situation before will not happen again!"

"Then I will thank Secretary Zeng first," Jinhuan stood up and stretched out his hand, "I can give the elders a job as well as I return to Beijing."

Secretary Zeng reached out and squeezed Jinhuan's hand, "Comrade, you are so polite!"

"By the way, please don't mention what I'm here today, the branch secretary should not mention it in front of Mr. Tian." Jinhuan reminded.

Secretary Zeng looked puzzled, "Why is this?"

"Old Tian is stubborn and knows that I am here to talk to you. On the one hand, I am sorry for my face, and on the other hand, I also think that I am too domineering in my actions!" Jin Huan said with a smile: "If it reaches my elders' ears, I will not be able to escape after being locked up!"

Secretary Zeng nodded repeatedly, "I understand, don't worry!"

He thought to himself that it may be very likely that Tian Youxian will recover. Once the situation becomes clear, as long as there are connections and help, it is impossible for him to stay trapped in the village.

Now, timely help is always more icing on the cake than when it comes, so it seems much more sincere!

If Jinhuan knew his true thoughts, he would definitely salivate.

If you don’t deduct other people’s parcels, can it be considered a timely help?
Chapter completed!