Jones didn't want to say much about Sun Yao, and Xia Jian didn't ask much. After the two of them chatted casually, Qiongqi asked someone to escort Xia Jian onto the highway, she took the people away.

Along the way, Xia Jian was really in his heart. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do this, would it hurt Qin Xiaomin's heart, and he owed two people another favor. One was Bai Xiaoru, and the other was naturally Jones.

As soon as the car arrived in Pingdu City, Xia Jian didn't want to leave, so he drove the car to Yao Junli's house directly. In the evening, Yao Junli happened to be at home. She saw from the surveillance video in the room that Xia Jian was here and quickly opened the door.

Xia Jian parked the car in the yard and then dragged his tired body into the living room of Yao Junli's house. While arranging the nanny to cook, Yao Junli asked with a smile: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so tired that you understand this?"

"Oh! You'd better let me take a shower first! I drove from the provincial capital and didn't stop all the way. I was really exhausted," Xia Jian said, and then fell on the sofa.

Yao Junli smiled and said, "I thought you were just a stunning man, but it turns out that you are tired."

Yao Junli thought for a while and called the nanny over, asked her to put a pool of hot water, pack up the bath utensils, and then asked her to go back. The dishes in the kitchen were only half cooked, and Yao Junli didn't want her to cook them anymore. After all, this was a two-person world, and there was someone around her, and she felt that it was inappropriate.

Xia Jian took off his clothes and thumped into the bathhouse. The feeling was so good. Yao Gongli, who was understanding, changed into a pajamas and came to rub Xia Jian's back. Xia Jian was like an emperor, just closing his eyes to enjoy it. After all, the life of a rich man is different.

Yao Junli sucked many shampoos on Xia Jian's body, and for a moment, the whole bathroom was filled with a good smell. Xia Jian sucked it a little a little greedy and then slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw Yao Junli sitting by the bathtub, his sleepiness disappeared without a trace. Yao Junli's plump and seductive body appeared and disappeared under her pajamas as thin as a cicada.

Xia Jian said nothing and stretched out his hand. Yao Junli screamed lightly, and then he rushed into Xia Jian's arms. The sound of slapping the pool water mixed with the uneven thickness of the two. This evening adds the most beautiful memory in the world.

At noon the next day, Xia Jiancai drove back to Pingyang Town. As soon as he returned to the room, he fell asleep and ignored others knocking on his door. At noon, he didn't even eat lunch and slept until after four o'clock in the afternoon.

Finally, with Secretary Wang's loud shout, Xia Jian opened the door. Looking at Xia Jian who looked unhappy, Secretary Wang smiled and said, "Why are you so tired when you want to go out for a few days? What are you doing?" Secretary Wang said, and then sat on the chair in Xia Jian's room.

At this time, Tong Jie also rushed over. When she saw Xia Jian's appearance, she smiled and said, "Secretary Wang! Mayor Xia has not woken up at all. Why don't we go out and let him sleep for a while?"

"No, since you are here, you have to do something. If you want to sleep, go back to sleep." Secretary Wang smiled and called Tong Jie to sit on another chair.

Xia Jian then raised his head. He glanced at Secretary Wang and said, "It was all your idea. If you didn't ask me to go to the provincial capital, I wouldn't be so tired these days. I could do a lot of things in the town."

"You'll take it down! Don't behave yourself if you get the benefits. We should talk about some serious things." Secretary Wang said, his face changed, very serious.

Xia Jian ran to the bathroom to wash his face, sobering himself a little, then smiled and asked, "What's wrong? So serious."

"Xiong Yongqiang is leaving!" Secretary Wang said with a little heavy heart.

When Xia Jian heard this, he was stunned. If Xiong Yongqiang's mother hadn't been seriously ill, she would be a few years older than his mother. She didn't expect that she would leave just by saying that she would leave. It would be a pity.

Xia Jian was stunned for a while and said, "Mayor Tong! You have someone send a wreath in the name of the town government. In the evening, the three of us went to pay our respects and check if there is any place in their home that needs help."

"Well! I think so too. I heard from people who have been to his family that Xiong Yongqiang has completely broken through, and it has been two or three days since he doesn't eat or drink. If this continues, something will happen," Secretary Wang said with some concern.

Tong Jie looked at Xia Jian and said, "He has been quite honest during this period. To be honest, most people will not do the job arranged for him, but he has done it and he has done it well. Secretary Wang asked me to supervise him, so I paid special attention. Since you caught him last time, he has never been late or left early."

Xia Jian glanced at the watch and said, "You can't wait any longer, let's go there now! If you ask the driver to buy a wreath, we three will go there in a while."

"Call Secretary Lu! No matter what, he is the old secretary of Pingyang Town." Secretary Wang suddenly reminded Xia Jiandao.

Xia Jian laughed and said, "You should arrange this. My speech here seems to be a bit overwhelming. No matter what, you are our squad leader."

"Hi! What kind of squad leader is not a squad leader? I am a famous leader. I will listen to whoever says it right. You are young and have a good brain. It is appropriate to have more ideas when encountering things. I will do it," Secretary Wang said very modestly.

The three of them discussed for a while, then called Deputy Secretary Lu of the Commission for Discipline Inspection and Chairman Li of the National People's Congress. Then they asked the driver to buy a large wreath to carry it, and the five of them went to Xiong Yongqiang's house together.

The yard, which was originally a bit decay, now has a spirit shed, which suddenly looks much more miserable. Xiong Yongqiang is the only one, so he is the only one who wears white mourning clothes. The other cousins ​​only symbolically tied a strip of white cloth around their waists.

The driver presented a wreath, and these people burned the undead tickets according to local customs. Then they were arranged by the village management to sit down. From the beginning to the end, when Xia Jian and the others entered, Xiong Yonggui lowered his head and knelt down. Until the few of them burned the paper, he still maintained a certain position and did not move.

Xia Jian walked over, gently patted Xiong Yongqiang's back and said, "Come with me."

Xiong Yongqiang slowly raised his head, his eyes full of tears. When he saw Xia Jian, he felt an indescribable regret. Xia Jian understood his mood at this moment.

Xiong Yongqiang climbed up. Because he had been kneeling on the ground for too long, he staggered and almost fell on the ground. Xia Jian hurriedly supported him and took him to a more remote place outside the gate.

"You should be able to understand this principle when you cannot live again. Besides, no one can do anything about the disease your mother has, so you have to cheer up, so that you can be worthy of your dead mother." Xia Jian was straight to the point and persuaded Xiong Yonggui sincerely.

Xiong Yongqiang shook his head and said, "I am just a waste. My mother is like this. I haven't worked well yet. I let her die of regret. What's the use of living me?"

"People can make mistakes once, but they cannot make the same mistakes again. Your mother has gone, but you still have your father. Can you tell me that your father doesn't care about it? If you do this, your mother will not be able to rest in peace," Xia Jian said sternly.

Xiong Yongqiang suddenly hugged his head with both hands and squatted down with a wow sound. The scene was a bit sour.

Xia Jian patted Xiong Yongqiang on the shoulder and said, "Your mother is gone, and the person who hits the most is your father, so you have to cheer up and take on the beam of the family so that the family cannot collapse like this."

"Mayor Xia! I, Xiong Yongqiang, are just a bastard, and now I'm even more covered in mucus. What should I do now?" Xiong Yongqiang said, wiped away the tears from his face.

Xia Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I will lend you 20,000 yuan, and then you will hand it over to the village manager, and let him hold your mother's funeral a little more glorious. Thousands of people can't let others laugh at you. Also, in the past two days, I will let the driver Xiao Li stay at your door, and the town government's car will be temporarily used by you."

When Xiong Yongqiang heard this, he almost knelt on the ground with excitement. Xia Jian was still quick to see his hands. He grabbed Xiong Yongqiang and said, "Handle your mother's funeral well. After July 1st, you will come to the mayor to work. I will arrange a new job for you. Remember, you are sorry to your mother anymore, don't let your father down again."

Xiong Yongqiang nodded and said, "Mayor Xia! I remember everything you said."

"Then go and eat something quickly, and then go to the credit union to find Director Wu, and I will call him." After Xia Jian said that, he really took out his cell phone. Xiong Yongqiang glanced at Xia Jian and ran into the yard with gratitude.

The next afternoon, Xiong Yongqiang's mother was in funeral, and the funeral team was very strong. Because it happened to be Sunday, all the staff of the town government came out in full swing. Of course, some of the people here came after seeing the town leaders moving, so they followed.

Xiong Yonggui changed his previous depressed expression. He ran around and arranged, allowing people to see hope in him again. Xiong Yongqiang's father also went to the grave. Seeing that his son had changed so much overnight, the old man had a little smile on his face.

After the funeral was sent back, Xiong Yongqiang set up a mat at home to entertain everyone. This is a ritual for rural people, and no one can leave. Xia Jian, Secretary Wang and Tong Jie sat at the same table. Deputy Secretary Lu and Director Li of the National People's Congress were arranged to another table.

Secretary Wang let out a long sigh, picked up the bottle and poured a glass of wine for Xia Jian. He smiled and said, "Master Xia! My old Wang really admires you. I have worked for so many years, but I have never encountered anything like Xiong Sanqiang's family. I didn't expect that you would handle this matter so perfectly at a young age."

"Oh Mayor! What method did you use to make Xiong Sanqiang reborn? He seemed to be another person." Tong Jie lowered her voice and asked Xia Jian quietly.

Xia Jian didn't say anything, but just smiled slightly. Secretary Wang sighed and said, "He advised him with good advice, and then he took out his 20,000 yuan to let Xiong Sanqiang handle the fucking funeral."

"Ha! You are also generous enough. You only took over 40,000 yuan in just a few days after taking office. I really don't know what you think. It seems that we are all too vulgar and cannot understand you, a god." Tong Jie looked confused when she said this.

During the meal, Neng Yongqiang toasted each table. When he was to Xia Jian's table, his father also ran over. The father and son wanted to toast Xia Jian at the same time, and said a lot of words of thanks, which moved others.
Chapter completed!