The old man on the side was dumbfounded. No matter how hard he thought, he never expected that the gift Xue Xiang said was four roasted sweet potatoes.
Although the old man had never received any gifts in his life, during the New Year and holidays, officials from the county, prefectural committee, and even the province would come to visit him. Regardless of whether he accepted them or not, they had to give them away, and taking them back was another matter.
Same thing.
After going back and forth, all the gifts the old man had seen were gone, except that he had never seen anyone carrying sweet potatoes as a gift to himself. Even the villagers who thanked him for benefiting from him would not use this thing as a gift.
While the old man was in a daze, Xue Laosan had already finished a sweet potato. He reached in again, took out another one, peeled it open, and started to eat it again.
It's winter, it's early morning, and the temperature is already extremely low. By this time, the dinner has basically been swirling around in the stomach and entering the large intestine. This steaming, fragrant roasted sweet potato is simply the ultimate temptation.
If it were real money, the old man would be able to easily defend against the temptations rising from the center with his party spirit honed over decades.
But for the roasted sweet potato, which was the least worth mentioning, he endured it again and again, but he couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed the bag with his hands, went in and touched it, and actually grabbed two with one hand. He didn't imitate Mr. Xue.
Instead of peeling off the shell slowly like San, he split his hands in half like a broken melon, stretched out his mouth and ran towards the yellow flesh of the potatoes.
The old man's "fall" is really similar to the saying "Don't commit small evils". If it is a serious crime of murder and arson, ordinary people would not dare to do it, but they can occasionally spit everywhere and throw it into the flower bed.
Paper, but not many people have psychological barriers. Even if they have psychological barriers, there is no guarantee that they will never do it.
This was the case with the old man. It was just a potato, and he hid a bag of it under his bed. He ate it as soon as he could. What kind of sin could it be? The old man didn't even think about it.
But as the old saying goes, eating people has a short mouth, whether it is seafood, bird's nests, or these potato seeds. After eating, you will eat. After eating, you will not be able to wipe your face. This is in line with human behavioral psychology.
No, the old man finished chewing the potatoes in three mouthfuls and patted his belly. A look of satisfaction appeared on his face. Just as he was about to reach out to pick up the empty cans and bottles on the Eight Immortals table, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Xue Laosan staring at him blankly.
Even though the old man has been open-minded all his life, he can't help but blush when he is looked at.
"Cough. Cough cough..."
The old man coughed twice, as if he wanted to divert his attention, "What did you just say? It's difficult to carry out work in the new district. Ask me to check it, Pinpinmai. This checkpoint and pinpinmai, my old man is definitely not good at it, but he can be used as a
Old Yunjin, old comrade, old party member, I can still talk about some aspects..."
The old man who eats people has a short mouth, and he has to die without speaking. Although some aspects of what he said, after all, he asked Xue Xiang to educate cadres a lot, to be public-minded and considerate of the people, and they will naturally win the support of the people.
, not very nutritious.
But as long as the old man stopped gritting his teeth, Xue Laosan knew that the opportunity had come.
"You are always right. They say in dramas that if you don't make decisions for the people when you are an official, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes. To be honest, although I am not a good cadre like you, I still have the people in my heart..."
When Xue Laosan reached this point, he was stopped by the old man with a wave of his hand, "I've heard a little bit about Secretary Xue. In terms of ability, you can beat me ten blocks away from the old man. You can do all the big things like attracting investment."
, it won’t take ten years, it will definitely benefit
Ji Dejiang, another one, I, the old man, have also seen your governance during the time you came to Yunjin. It can be said that the people have benefited greatly. You are almost the only cadre in these years that the people of Yunjin have not shouted at you in unison! "
Xue Laosan didn't expect that the old man rated himself quite high, and said with a smile: "You always praise me. Now that I have said this, I won't hide it anymore. In the new district, all businesses are in trouble, and you are always me.
The banner of the Yunjin Party members, at this time of crisis, I hope you will continue to exert your remaining enthusiasm for the party committee of the Yunjin Management Committee and for the 200,000 people of Yunjin New District!"
Xue Laosan has already figured out the old man's character. It will definitely be useless to beg him. He is a selfless person. Only under the official banner and frequently talking about the interests of the people can he be persuaded.
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Sure enough, the old man's face froze, he was stunned, and he immediately shook his head like a rattle, "I'm old, I'm old. Apart from being able to hold a plow and hold an ox, there's no residual heat left. Let's not talk about it.
Now, let’s not talk anymore. The old man is sleepy and will go to bed first.”
As he spoke, he yawned and stood up, "The snow is getting heavier and heavier. It's like this. You will definitely not be able to walk tonight. If you are willing to squeeze in, just share a bed with the old man and me. There is a good cushion, although there are some
Damn, they are all freshly washed and very clean, and my old man is not ill. If you don't want to, just sit down at the stove and light firewood to cook yourself."
After that, he opened the curtain and turned back to the inner room.
Xue Laosan did not stop him or follow him. He sat quietly, staring at the steam rising from the newly poured hot water on the enameled steel, in a daze.
He really couldn't understand why the old man rejected people thousands of miles away. The old man's resume was vivid in his mind. Such an old party member who was close to Comrade Lei Feng had no desires and pursuits. The only goal and value in life seemed to be to help others.
But why is he unwilling to cooperate with his work?
Listening to the old man's evaluation of himself just now, it was still extremely high. From this, it can be seen that in the eyes of the old man, he, Mr. Xue, is considered a good official.
Furthermore, before, he stood in front of the fence and startled the dogs in the kennel. He barked loudly and alerted the old man. After the old man opened the door, his subconscious words fully proved that Xue's guess was correct.
, the old man has a high prestige in the local area, otherwise why would he be so confident.
Now the problem arises.
First, the old man is a cadre like Lei Feng, who has no other aspirations and makes selfless contributions to the people of Yunjin;
Second, the old man also recognized that Xue was a good official, but he still refused his request. He didn't even wait for him to say how to help. He only said that he hoped that the old man would use his remaining energy, and the old man threw up his sleeves and left.
Third, the old man has a high prestige. Does he have the ability to influence the local people?
One, two, three, one after another, the fog in Xue Laosan's heart became heavier and heavier.
Why is an old party member who has the ability and willingness to help good officials and benefit the people unwilling to help?
No matter how you explain it, it doesn't make sense. The three points are contradictory.
Either the old man is selfless and knows that Yunjin is a mess and doesn't want to get into trouble; or the old man doesn't have such a strong influence and doesn't want to be embarrassed and appear good;
These two thoughts came to Xue Laosan's mind, but he immediately rejected them. An old widower with no children, an old party member who gave up a high-ranking official and a good salary, how can he be afraid of trouble? The old man's resume reflects
He had an extremely glorious life. How could such a person be afraid of trouble, and how could he protect his own reputation to the death rather than seek benefits for the people?
This makes no sense at all!
Could it be that the old man thinks that I am hypocritical and unwilling to benefit my hometown? This is not right. The old man thinks highly of himself. Moreover, the old man has been in the officialdom and knows the significance of political achievements to himself. He should understand that even if he is not a good person,
, we must also bring happiness and profit to the people of Yunjin.
Hypotheses were put forward one after another, and quickly overturned one after another. At this moment, Xue Laosan's mind was spinning like clockwork full of energy.
The more he thought about it, the less he understood it, and Xue Laosan felt like his head was about to explode.
Senior Wang Erwa was the treasure he discovered with great difficulty, the key flag to solve Yunjing's dilemma. If this person survives, his situation in Yunjin will suddenly turn around fundamentally.
And at that time, looking at the old man's resume, Xue Laosan never thought that the old man would be unwilling to help. In his opinion, he and the old man were on the same road, and they should have helped each other.
But now that the result was like this, he was greatly confused and deeply disappointed at the same time.
Xue Laosan sat at the table in a daze, and time flowed silently. After an unknown amount of time, a streak of fish belly white rose in the eastern sky.
The east was faintly white and the sky was still dark, but to Xue Laosan, a master of martial arts with astonishing perception, that gleam of white was no different from dawn.
Huh, Xue Laosan breathed a sigh of relief and hit his sore brain hard.
After thinking about it all night, there was no answer, but Xue Laosan was not ready to give up. Even if he had to rely on it, he had to rely on it to get a result.
With a bang, Xue Laosan pushed open the wooden door, and with a bang, the biting north wind rolled up the snowflakes and rushed towards his face, which made Xue Laosan dizzy and his swollen head suddenly felt light.
He took off his coat, gathered his nerves, drew his bow and horse, and started a boxing fight in the fenced yard.
Lifting pose, blocking sparrow's tail, single whip wing, hand gesture, white crane shining...
After completing a Tai Chi frame, vigorous energy and blood circulate throughout the body several times, and the fatigue from the night immediately dissipates.
Breathing the cool air and bathing in the cool snowflakes, Xue Laosan felt refreshed.
Looking at the round trigrams formed by the complicated footprints on the snow, Xue Laosan quickly walked to the wall, picked up the broom, and rushed to wash away the snow on the ground, using his strength.
He waved the broom in this direction, and with a sound, the door of the house on the other side of the fence opened.
Under the dim morning light, a middle-aged man stepped out, carrying a heavy cotton-padded jacket and a dog-skin hat. While wearing a belt, he puffed on the pipe in his mouth until sparks flew everywhere.
Hearing Xue Xiang's movement, the middle-aged man was startled and said from a distance: "Uncle, what are you doing? We have already agreed to do it. You are always doing the job in Harry.
I took care of everything, got up early, just wanted to clear the snow, and also
I asked you to rush first, and then Lange did it. From now on, I don’t want you to help my family. Last time when there was a fire, you helped my family replant the seeds overnight. I calculated the money and paid it to you. You always do this.
Aren’t you asking me to be stabbed in the spine..."
It was still dark, and Xue Xiang, a master of martial arts, had astonishing eyesight. Under this kind of light, he could see through the smallest details, but ordinary people's eyes could only see the silhouette of a person, not the outline at all. (To be continued...)