() Fortunately, today's Xiaoshan is not as good as it used to be. The roads are smooth and the crowds are getting denser. Xue Laosan picked up a baggage and walked a few steps before encountering an empty truck hauling cargo. After chatting for a while, he got on the carriage.
It's not that the driver doesn't want to see him or let him sit in the cockpit, but it's dusk at this moment, and the setting sun is flowing softly. In addition, Xue Laosan knows that he will leave Xiaoshan today, so he definitely won't give him anything as he responded.
Kind words from folks
If I come to pick it up again next year, I'm afraid it will be like a mountain village. I don't know what year and month it is when I set foot on it. Therefore, Xue Laosan really feels like "outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky"
ganjiao."",hand beat
The truck was going to Huayuan. Since it was catching the last cargo, the truck was traveling very fast. It only took an hour from Xiaoshan to Huayuan.
As soon as Xue Xiang got off the truck, Shi Yong drove up in a short while.
It turned out that Zhou Mingfang had known about the news in Xiaoshan for a long time in Huayuan, so he also sent a car to pick up Xue Xiang. Unexpectedly, Xue Xiang got into the truck and failed to catch up with two or three buses. After that, Shi Xiang
I was wandering around the intersection with someone, and I happened to follow Xue Xiang.
When he arrived at Zhou Mingfang's office, it was around 6:30 in the evening. Huang Guan was also there. Zhou Ming was ready to prepare dinner. Who would have thought that this dinner was not eaten in Huayuan after all. Feng Jing from the provincial capital came.
Called and invited everyone to Liaoyang. Ask for "" to read the latest chapter
Liaoyang is not close to Huayuan, and the express train takes two hours. However, Minister Feng has spoken, and no one has any reason to object.
Just like that, at nine ten o'clock in the evening, Xue Laosan was holding the rice bowl.
We had dinner at Feng Jing's house. Mrs. Feng's cooking was good. Even though it was a home-cooked meal, it still had a good flavor.
Feng Jing has a son and a daughter, both of whom are married. Neither his son nor his daughter-in-law are in politics, but are people's teachers in key provincial high schools. It is the end of the semester and there is no way to rest at night. The couple each carried a thermos bucket. I asked the three of them.
Okay, I went back to school to be on duty. After Mrs. Feng prepared the banquet, she apologized to everyone, and then returned to the study.
Therefore, those who had dinner in the evening were Feng Jing, Huang Guang, Zhou Mingfang, and Xue Laosan.
Feng Jing's home was not in the Provincial Party Committee compound, but an ordinary house close to the Provincial Party Committee compound. The overall layout was simple and simple, which Xue Laosan admired very much.
To put it into detail, Feng Jing's impression of Xue Xiang was not very good. Of course, this was not very good. It was entirely caused by Xue Laosan's dislike of officials in his previous life. He thought that officials who liked to work hard and flatter themselves were not good people.
Exactly, Feng Jing gave him the first impression of Mr.
Of course, this is not a very good move, and it will not make Xue Xiangzhen dislike Feng Jing. It is just a small thorn in his heart.
But today, when he stepped into Feng Jing's house, this simple and almost plain house, as well as a family with a strong bookish atmosphere, completely changed Xue Laosan's view of Feng Jing.
It is said that birds of a feather flock together and people flock together. Although this may not be 100% accurate, a person's family environment can best reflect a person's character and quality.
Because it was a light meal, and the three officials were not good at drinking, the four of them had a few drinks before starting the meal. Feng Jing and the other three each ate a bowl and stopped early.
The rice pot almost had a hole in it.
To put it into detail, Xue Laosan was indeed hungry. He had been hungry all day. When he got up in the morning, he didn't have time to eat, so he went to the suburbs to meet Minister Jin and others. He had a meeting in the morning and saw that the meeting was about to end for dinner.
There was another incident involving the siege of the city. Just as dinner was about to begin, Feng Jing received a call and rushed to Liaoyang. Xue Laosan was a master of martial arts, but he was extremely unhappy because there was no food in the temple of the five internal organs.
The person who invited the guests has no food at home. Whether they are princes, nobles or ordinary people, they will most likely be very embarrassed when encountering this matter. At the moment, Feng Jing is exactly like this.
Minister Feng's face almost turned red, and he called Mrs. Feng out and complained.
When Mrs. Feng heard that there was no food, she bluntly said she didn't believe it. She muttered "I got four bowls of rice" and got into the kitchen. Not long after, a "huh" sound came from the kitchen, and Mrs. Feng lit the gas again.
Asked how about another bowl of noodles, Xue Laosan responded graciously and said that it would be best if he could get another bowl of noodles. On the other side, Zhou Mingfang and Huang Guan were so ashamed that they covered their faces and ran away. It was too much to be a guest with such a person.
Shame on you!
Commissioner Zhou and Xue Laosan are the closest. He stared first and then kicked. However, Xue Laosan was facing the city wall and his legs were like iron pillars. Commissioner Zhou's eyes were swollen and his shoes were broken when he kicked them. Xue Laosan just buried his head.
Chew hard.
However, Feng Jing came back to his senses. Sometimes he smiled and asked Xue Xiang to use it more slowly, and sometimes he asked Mrs. Feng in the kitchen to use the small porridge pot to scoop out the noodles. At this time, Minister Feng finally saw that this was
As the crown prince of the Xue family, it is true that he, Feng, is not regarded as an outsider.
As expected, Mrs. Feng brought out a three-pound small tin pot as Feng Jing ordered. After the tin pot was placed on the table, Mrs. Feng did not move and stood aside, as if watching a Western movie.
The scenery is average, but I want to see how much appetite this young man has.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Feng's mouth could not be closed for several seconds at this sight.
But I saw this young man stirring the tin pot a few times with his chopsticks. He reached out and took half a plate of braised spicy chicken and poured it into the tin pot. Then he buried his head in it and took three or two mouthfuls, filling the tin pot.
Noodles, half of it was gone, and then
, Xue Laosan started to work, and he raised and lowered the porcelain plates one by one. He poured the dishes on the plate into the tin pot. After stirring it several times, he began to chew on it. One pot of noodles, half
In just a few minutes, he was full of food.
Finally, Xue Laosan was satiated with wine and food, but the other three people in the room were simply dumbfounded.
After a long time, Zhou Mingfang suddenly said: "Xue Xiang, is your boy reincarnated as a starving ghost or Zhu Bajie? This, this appetite..."
Zhou Mingfang stammered and exclaimed. Feng Jing and Huang Guan also expressed their admiration for a while, but Mrs. Feng was frightened. She was afraid that Xue Laosan would burst his stomach, so she tactfully suggested that he should find a place to lie down first.
Xue Laosan smiled and said: "Auntie, my appetite is natural, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Besides, the food you cook is really delicious. My mouth is so smooth when I eat it that I can't stop talking."
He then pulled out his legs from under the table and said, "Look, Commissioner Zhou kicked me from underneath, and I couldn't stop using my chopsticks."
"Hahaha……"
Xue Xiang's words made everyone happy.
After the meal, the four of them set up a coffee table under the old pine tree in front of Feng Jingtang, sat around, drank tea, and talked.
At that time, the moon is bright like a wheel, the night breeze is clear, it is neither cold nor hot, it is quiet and peaceful, but it is an excellent environment for chatting and meeting friends.
In fact, this moment was the core of their gathering.
"I heard a call from Lao Jin saying that there was a big fuss in Xiaoshan today. Lao Jin is a steady man. I think his voice has a tremble, so it must be a big fuss. Xue Xiang, Lao Jin has a lot of nice words for you.
He is the most notorious person, but I rarely hear him praise others. From his tone, it seems that he wants to call the Propaganda Department and ask someone to go to Xiaoshan to pick it up!"
After dividing the tea for the three of them, Minister Feng started talking.
Xue Xiang waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't, you guys know my current situation. It's really a lawsuit on my head. I wish I could bury my head in the ground. This is a name I can't afford!"
"Hahaha……"
The three of them laughed heartily. They were no better than others. It was true that Xue Xiang's situation was not good. If nothing else, the almost self-defense article he published in the People's Daily a few days ago almost became a
As a magnet for attracting swords, guns, swords and halberds, he has received a lot of criticism these days, and many great theorists in the party who have not been seen for a long time have written articles.
Of course, no one dares to directly refute that exempting agricultural taxes is a heinous act. On this point, Xue Laosan has innate justice. Most of his firepower is actually based on "Xue predicted that more than 20 years later, the Republic will completely exempt agricultural taxes."
"tax", and scolded him that Mr. Xue was so happy with his success.
Fortunately, Xue Laosan knew that this manuscript was in the hands of the old chief, and he had gone through it before publishing it. However, since not a single word had been updated, Xue Laosan would be able to rest easy. Therefore, for this group of ordinary people,
With so much time to spare, Xue Laosan simply avoided provocation from the irritating old guys and didn't even read the newspaper, so he had a moment of peace and quiet.
Peace was hard-won, and Xue Laosan didn't want to be in the whirlpool of the storm anymore. To be honest, the name Xue Laosan was so yijing that it almost reached the point of disgust. At this moment, if the provincial newspaper makes another one like "One Hundred Thousand Hundreds"
"Jiao Yulu's surname is sent to Shuji in the New Era" and so on, Xue Laosan can go crazy.
Furthermore, if such a report were to come out, wouldn't those people's accusation that Mr.
After the four of them chatted for a while about Xue Xiang's scene in Xiaoshan today, Feng Jing quickly brought the topic back on track.
"Xue Xiang, I don't know how Comrade Anyuan is doing. Shihou is here just before our eyes. Are we going to have a shime charter this year?"
Feng Jing held the tea cup, said something, and then gently scratched the rim of the cup with the tea lid. He seemed to be speaking calmly, but as soon as he said this, Huang Guan and Zhou Mingfang clinked the tea cups in their hands at the same time.
There was a noise.
However, it is said that this year's election period is different from previous years. It has been postponed for four months, and the National People's Congress will not be held until September. This shows that the game between all parties is very complicated.
As for the three people in front of me, in addition to Zhou Mingfang who had been promoted to a full-time position a year ago, Feng Jing and Huang Guan are both people who have pursuits. Of course, although Zhou Mingfang has no pursuit of his position, it involves major events within the faction.
How could he not care that, in a sense, the height of the faction leader largely determines the height of other people in the faction.
Zhou Mingfang’s concern cannot be exaggerated!
Feng Jing and Huang Guan are probably even more concerned about Zhou Mingfang, because the pursuit of these two people in this change is not small! (To be continued.)