Father Ge had already seen the two clasped hands, but he pretended not to see them and enthusiastically let Yue Wen into the living room.
The coffee table has long been filled with fruits, melon seeds, peanuts, and candies. Secretary-General Jiang must have said hello in advance and the family has made preparations in advance.
Yue Wen sat down on the sofa. He found that Ge's father and Ge's mother were still as enthusiastic as usual, and looked at him as if they were their own children. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. It is estimated that Ge Huixian did not mention the breakup of the two to her family.
, Yue Wen felt a little more confident.
Ge's father and mother Ge also had phone calls with Fang Xiulan and Yue Kui. The four old people guessed and couldn't figure out why these two good people were about to get married, but Ge Huixian was away from home and asked Yue Wen, Yue Wen didn't say,
Priscilla Ge and Priscilla Ge didn't answer. The four old people were really tortured.
"Uncle, Director Yue brought you some New Year's goods. Put them in the trunk. Should I move them up for you or put them in the basement?" Xiao Wu served the leader and was more discerning. Like Yue Wen, he gave things to people. People said
It was placed upstairs. They both moved it into the house and said it was placed in the basement. They only walked to the door of the basement and never looked into the basement.
"Put it in the basement, put it in the basement." Father Ge said with a smile, picking up the cigarette on the table and stuffing it into Xiao Wu's hand.
This year is really a fat year!
Old Ge Le walked downstairs. Although he was a member of the Standing Committee of the Haizhou Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, in this city, the Standing Committee of the Commission for Discipline Inspection was only at the deputy section level, which was different from the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee.
At that time, the role of the Commission for Discipline Inspection was not as good as that of the Commission for Discipline Inspection eleven years later. Eleven years later, the Supervisory Commission was established, and the status of the Commission for Discipline Inspection rose sharply. But now, as a member of the Standing Committee of the Commission for Discipline Inspection, he is just a Qingshui official of Qingshui Yamen. During the New Year, besides
Except for favors, no one gave him gifts.
However, this year is different. In addition to the benefits from the work unit for himself, his wife and his daughter, the city government has given two more benefits. One is from the city, and the other is from the county. Now Xiaowu has moved another one.
The small basement really can’t hold the New Year’s goods in the trunk.
Ge Mu looked at the two people on the sofa and said with a smile, "I'll go down and help."
She couldn't help but look at Yue Wen again. For such a good son-in-law, the second time he came to visit was accompanied by the secretary-general of the municipal government. The mayor personally hosted a banquet at noon. It was difficult to find him even with a lantern. She couldn't understand what her daughter was thinking. She was so good.
People, how can you say that you won’t get married if you don’t want to get married?
As soon as she walked out of the door, she met her neighbor across the door, "Chief Qu, is your son-in-law here?"
"Come here, come here." Mother Ge said with a smile on her face. The people living upstairs here are all government officials, and everyone has a sharp eye.
"My son-in-law is in Qinwan? I heard he works as a secretary to the leader? Just now, I saw Secretary-General Jiang coming in person."
"I came here with my son-in-law." Mother Ge said proudly. Being in an office, she was well-mannered and did not say anything about the mayor's invitation to invite her son-in-law to dinner at noon. However, the neighbors in the building would have heard about it in the afternoon.
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Not to mention the smiles and smiles outside, inside the house, there were thousands of words that came to mind at once. Yue Wen didn't know what to say, but he hugged Priscilla Ge and said, "What are you doing..." Priscilla Ge struggled fiercely, but muttered softly.
With.
"sister,……"
Yue Wen felt that his heart was beating hard. Suddenly, he despised himself. He was already an experienced driver, not to mention that he was still hugging his wife and that familiar body. How could he be so excited?!
The more Priscilla Ge struggled, the tighter he held her, and Priscilla Ge finally stopped moving, breathing heavily, and lay on his chest.
Yue Wen didn't say anything, quietly feeling each other's heartbeats.
"I..." Ge Huixian was about to speak, but Yue Wen covered her mouth, "Don't say anything, I know everything!"
"My dad..." Priscilla Ge finally opened her mouth, and sure enough, footsteps sounded in the corridor. Yue Wen quickly let go of Priscilla Ge, straightened the tie around his neck, picked up the tea and took a slow sip.
Ge Huixian's face was red, but she turned around and entered the bathroom.
"Xiaoyue, it's almost twelve o'clock. Secretary-General Jiang has sent a car over. Shall we go?" Father Ge asked politely, but looking around, he didn't see his precious daughter.
"Okay, let's go now." Yue Wen said with a smile. He subconsciously looked at the bathroom. Priscilla Ge walked out of it, her cheeks were red and her face was like a peach blossom.
It’s the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are continuous sounds of firecrackers outside. The north wind blows, and the strong smell of gunpowder smoke goes straight to the nostrils, mixed with the aroma of fried fish and meat from someone’s house. Oh, this is what I am familiar with.
Taste of the New Year!
Under the red Spring Festival couplets, the whole yard was filled with people setting off firecrackers. The fireworks sounded, but the fireworks during the day were still colorful and brilliant. There was no need to look for them. Yue Wen accurately held Ge Huixian's hand tightly.
For once, Priscilla Ge didn't struggle anymore.
As soon as Yue Wen stepped into the car, his cell phone rang again. When he saw that the call was not from Liao Xiangting, he was relieved. The call was from the administrative office of the Working Committee Office.
"Director Yue, something happened,... Secretary Liao asked you to come back quickly."
Yue Wen's expression changed, and Ge Huixian sat next to him. She noticed his expression keenly.
Yue Wen's face was very calm. He put down the phone and looked at Priscilla Ge, "No, you can't eat this meal. I have to go back immediately."
"What...thing?" Ge Huixian asked.
"Accident!" Yue Wenxi's words were like gold. He stepped out of the car and said, "Uncle, aunt, I'm really sorry. Something happened in the district. Our leader told me to go back immediately!"
They all work in an agency, and they have never seen pork or pigs running away. Father Ge and mother Ge knew that something big was going on, but their years of work experience made them hold back and did not ask, "Then we won't go either, Xiao Yue
, you give Mayor Liu and the Secretary-General a call and explain."
"Okay, I'll make a call on the way," Yue Wen promised. He looked at Priscilla Ge who was getting out of Xiaowu's car, "I'm leaving."
Ge Huixian nodded and said nothing. Yue Wen looked at him and closed the car door.
The car started slowly, but Priscilla Ge followed closely. Yue Wen hurriedly rolled down the glass, "Pay attention to safety!" Priscilla Ge put her face in front of the window, "Don't rush forward regardless of what's going on!"
"I got it." Yue Wen felt warm and waved, and Xiao Wu's car slowly drove out of the community.
Xiao Wu already knew what was going on in the district. His car was driving very fast, and the two of them were discussing. When they were about to drive out of Haizhou City, Xiao Wu suddenly shouted, "I forgot one thing."
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"What's going on?" Yue Wen also became nervous.
"I forgot to convey Secretary Liao's words in person!"
"Next time," Yue Wen looked at his watch and then at the smoke and smoke outside. It had been four hours since the accident.
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The time goes back to seven o'clock last night.
Thirty-year-old miner Shi Jiangbo stroked the scattered light snow on his head and got on the roaring tricycle. In the night, these three tricycles, loaded with sixteen workers, disappeared into the boundless night.
The weather is cold, the ground is freezing, and the wind is strong.
The snow would fall for a while and not for a while, but this could not stop them from walking into Girl Mountain again on the night of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon. There is a saying among Chinese people that if you have money or not, you should go home to celebrate the New Year. But this year, he has decided not to return to his hometown in Hebei.
The old year is about to pass, and the new year is coming soon. The biggest meaning of the new year in China may be that it represents hope.
People live by hope.
He didn't know that in the working committee office at this time, there were people who hoped to regain beautiful love. At this time, in the large shops and stalls, hawkers and merchants hoped to gain more profits. At this time, every family in China hoped to gain more profits.
He has simple wishes, just like at home at this time, his parents hope that he will go home to celebrate the New Year.
However, like countless others, he walked into this girl's mountain with hopes for next year. He walked into this girl's mountain before the Chinese New Year, hoping to earn more, make his family live a better life, and give his son another life.
Buy some toys and puzzles, and buy some more clothes for my wife.
Several tricycles slowly stopped on the mountainside. With the help of lights and camouflage coverings, you could see a dark entrance.
The dozen or so people were not afraid. They all joked and went down to the mine. They walked through a tunnel about four to five miles long and climbed down a flight of stairs about thirty or forty meters. In front of them was a tunnel that could bring them hope.
, of course, hope and death have always been twin brothers.