I followed Xiao Li into this small bungalow, and the door was opened by an old woman, who must be a nanny or a servant.
The room was filled with antique solid wood furniture, but it was very simple. Even the sofa looked like it was from the 1990s.
Xiao Li took me to the sofa and very politely asked me to sit down first.
At this time, a voice came from the door of one of the bedrooms: "Xiao Chen, you are here."
I followed the sound and saw that it was indeed the old man who fainted at the bun shop that day. He still looked very weak, and he was still the same ordinary person he looked that day.
For a person like him, walking on the street, you really don't know his identity.
Even now, I don't know his identity, but I feel that the person who can live here must not be an ordinary person.
I quickly stood up, and Mr. Wen quickly waved to me to sit down, and then asked the old woman who just opened the door to pour me a cup of tea.
He walked to the sofa, sat down and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, Xiao Chen. I originally said I would come to see you, but I have been having an infusion just now, so I had to invite you to my house."
I shook my head and replied with a smile: "It's okay, how are you doing, old man?"
"It's just an old problem. It's not a big deal. I was grateful to you last time. I haven't had time to thank you properly."
I shook my head again and said, "It's okay. If something like that happened to the old man that day, anyone would have come to the rescue. It just happened to happen to me."
"That's not necessarily true. I fainted that day, but I was still conscious. I heard many people telling you not to save me, right?"
I smiled coquettishly, and he added: "So don't be humble. After all, you saved my old life. Do you think I should thank you?"
"You are so kind, old man."
Mr. Wen waved his hand again, and I found several needle holes on the back of his hand.
He asked me again: "Looking at your accent, you are not from Anxi County, are you?"
"No, I'm here for a trip."
I don’t quite understand his identity, and I dare not say too much.
He didn't ask much, just smiled and said, "Have you been in the ancient town all this time?"
"Yes, I've been living there for a while."
After a pause, I was still very curious and asked: "Old man, may I take the liberty of asking, what do you do?"
"Me?" He smiled again, "I'm just a retired old man."
"You are not an ordinary person to live in such a place, right?"
"Then who do you think I am?"
I shook my head: "I don't know, it's just that I feel that your identity is unusual."
"I am a retired old man now. I happened to go to the ancient town to visit relatives that day. I heard that the buns at that bun shop were good, so I went to try them. Unexpectedly, I suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage."
"You really can't be careless when it comes to cerebral hemorrhage. It's best to have someone by your side."
"Yes, the little Li who came to pick you up just now was following me. I wanted to go for a walk in the ancient town alone that day, but something happened."
He and I just chatted word for word. He never told me what his identity was before retirement, and I didn't ask any more questions.
He asked me to have dinner at home at noon. I was embarrassed to refuse, so I agreed.
We continued chatting until guests arrived.
Several people came, and one of them I knew was Director Liu of the China Merchants Bureau.
The other people didn't look like ordinary people at first glance. They were all wearing executive jackets and looked very elegant.
They all carried gifts in their hands, some carrying tea, some carrying fruit supplements, in short, none of them came empty-handed.
The old woman welcomed them in. The moment I saw Director Liu, I was really surprised.
Director Liu naturally saw me too, and he seemed surprised.
Among the people who came, he was the last to leave, and it was obvious that the other people had higher status than him.
Several people came to the living room, put down all the gifts, and then came to Mr. Wen one after another.
One of the middle-aged men, wearing a white shirt and an administrative jacket, asked Mr. Wen very respectfully: "Teacher, I heard that you had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and fainted. We are all worried about your health. How are you doing now?"
Mr. Wen smiled gently, shook his head and said, "It's okay, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you, don't bring anything with you when you come to my place, just come."
Another middle-aged man who looked very elegant said: "Teacher, we are all your students. Students come to see the teacher, how can we come empty-handed?"
"Okay, I'm very happy if you can bear to look at me."
Mr. Wen paused, then looked at me and said to them: "I would like to introduce someone to you. This is Xiao Chen. Thanks to him for saving me that day, otherwise you would not be able to see your teacher."
So those middle-aged men with good temperament all looked at me one after another and expressed their gratitude to me in unison.
Mr. Wen then said: "Since you are all here, don't leave at noon. Let's have a home-cooked meal together."
As Mr. Wen spoke, he greeted the old woman who was busy in the kitchen and asked her to cook more dishes.
After they all sat down, they started chatting and started talking about some topics related to Wen Lao's health.
As we chatted, the topics covered a wide range of topics, including politics, current affairs, military, resources...
The more I listened to them talking like this, the more I felt that the identities of these people were unusual.
Even Director Liu of the China Merchants Bureau does not seem to have much say here, so one can imagine the identities of these people.
When it was almost time to eat, Director Liu personally went to the kitchen to serve the food. Of course I followed suit. I had to seize this opportunity.
When we came to the kitchen, Director Liu had the opportunity to talk to me alone. He said to me: "Xiao Chen, I really didn't expect it! It was you who saved the teacher."
"Director Liu, who is Mr. Wen? Why do you all call him teacher?"
"Don't you know his identity?"
Of course I don't know. If I knew, I wouldn't ask so many questions.
I shook my head, and then Director Liu said to me: "The teacher is an old secretary of the city."
Hearing what he said, I was really shocked. This identity is really unusual!
No wonder he lives in such a heavily guarded place, he turns out to be a political figure.
But I really can't tell, he feels like a very ordinary old man.
Director Liu said to me again: "I didn't expect you to save the teacher. Now that's good, the resort town project is on track, but it still depends on you."
"I don't think it's good to use Mr. Wen, right?"
Director Liu glanced at me and said, "Who told you to take advantage of the teacher? I asked you to take the initiative to mention this matter during dinner later. Do you know who the people outside are?"
I don't know who they are, but they are definitely not ordinary people.
I understood what Director Liu meant and nodded immediately. This was indeed a good opportunity for me.
Unexpectedly, Director Liu took the initiative to bring up the resort town project during the meal.