That night, Liang Jian didn't sleep well. Hu Xiaoying's words were still vivid in his mind. Liang Jian didn't know whether those were Hu Xiaoying's thoughts or her temporary emotions.
There is a kind of understanding, a kind of regret or a kind of love... a complex feeling that cannot be explained. Liang Jian said to himself: "Forget it, don't think too much."
But everyone who has had insomnia knows that when you tell yourself, forget it, stop thinking about it, you will just think about it, and then an hour or two passed and you still didn't fall asleep.
The days are advancing towards early autumn, the morning air is slightly cool, and the breeze is blowing the leaves downstairs, swaying gently.
Liang Jian, who was upstairs, had just fallen asleep, and he was sleeping quite deeply. A text message flew in like a sparrow, and his phone beeped as a reminder, but Liang Jian was still unconscious.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, Liang Jian slowly woke up. It can be said that he has not gotten up so late for a long time. Liang Jian, who became a member of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee, usually wakes up at 7 o'clock at the latest.
After brushing his teeth and washing up, Liang Jian put his mobile phone in his bag and went to the snack bar on the street below to eat noodles. This is the latest noodle restaurant Liang Jian discovered. Although it is small, the noodles have authentic texture and good toppings. When eating noodles
, the text message rang again, and this time Liang Jian heard it and opened it to read.
It was Yang Hongjue's short message. This surprised Liang Jian.
Yang Yongjue has sent two text messages. The first text message reads: Standing Committee Member Liang, I am going to visit my grandpa today. Are you free?
When this message was sent, Liang Jian was still sound asleep. The second text message read: Today is Sunday, don’t you have time?
The vicissitudes of Yang Lian's face appeared in front of Liang Jian's eyes, as well as those brothers from Shimian Town, but today was Sunday, so he probably couldn't see them. Thinking about it, he didn't have anything else to do, so he replied:
"Okay, let's go see the old man together."
Yang Hongjue quickly replied: "That's great, I'll drive to pick you up."
Liang Jian hurriedly finished his noodles and went to the street to buy some gifts: two cans of high-end honey, a carton of Chinese cigarettes and a basket of fruits. Yang Hongjue called and said they were already in front of his residential building.
Liang Jian saw a blue Buick Yinglang XT sedan from a distance. This car is quite suitable for girls.
When Yang Hongjue saw that Liang Jian had brought so many things, he quickly got out of the car, asked Liang Jian to put the things in the trunk, and said, "Standing Committee Member Liang, why did you buy so many things?"
Liang Jian said: "Not much. It's rare to see an old man and make him happy." Yang Hongjue said: "Member Liang, actually the happiest thing for him is that you can visit my grandpa." Liang Jian smiled and said: "Today
It's a day off, so just call me Liang Jian."
Yang Hongjue, who was sitting in the cab, glanced at Liang Jian in the passenger cab, smiled and called: "Liang Jian."
Liang Jian glanced at her: "Huh?"
This made Yang Hongjue laugh, and she said: "Actually, it's more appropriate to call you Standing Committee Member Liang. You are my leader after all." Liang Jian smiled: "That's up to you, call you whatever you feel comfortable with.
.”
Turning his head, Liang Jian caught a glimpse of Yang Hongjue's unusually plump breasts, tightly wrapped in casual clothes. Her arms outside the sleeves were also round and smooth, shining with a healthy luster. Liang Jian quickly looked away,
Looking at the road ahead, he asked: "How old is your grandpa now?"
Yang Hongjue said: "It's not too old to be considered old, let's say 78 years old." Liang Jian nodded and said: "Today, it's not too old, but it's not too young either. You should really see more of the elderly."
When the car entered the area of Shimian Town, Liang Jian felt a little emotional. Looking at these familiar roads, houses and scenery, Liang Jian felt like he was in another world. A few years ago, he worked in this place...
The car entered not a village, but a community. This community was a resettlement community for farmers, newly built two kilometers away from the village. It seemed that they had just moved in.
Some elderly people and children in the community saw a car entering and looked at them with curiosity. After they passed by, they went about their own business.
The car drove to the door of the building where the old man was, got out of the car, and walked over carrying their things.
Under the building, Yang Lianying was sitting on a chair at the door. As soon as he saw them, he stood up from the chair. His steps were not very fast, but he was obviously very excited. He said, "Ah, this is Secretary Liang!"
Yang Lianying knew at that time that Liang Jian was the secretary of the town party committee, and he was called the same now when he saw him. Liang Jian happily held the old man's hand and said: "How are you, Old Yang! You are in good health and quite stiff.
.”
Yang Lianying said: "It's okay, it's okay! Secretary Liang, you are looking forward to Lao Yang! Last time our Hongjue said that you are working in the same unit now, so I told her that if you have the ability, you can
Secretary Liang is invited to sit at home. As long as I can see Secretary Liang again and chat with Secretary Liang, I will be able to rest in peace if this old bone of mine disappears."
Hearing Yang Lianying's words, Liang Jian's eyes suddenly overflowed with tears. He was so busy that in the village where he once worked, there was an old man who missed him so much. The people are so simple, and you can treat others with a little kindness.
Well, they all remember it and will remember you forever.
Yang Lianying also wiped away his tears and said: "We, Hong Jue, are capable, and we have finally invited you here." A teardrop slipped from the corner of Liang Jian's eye.
Someone handed over a napkin. Liang Jian saw that Yang Hongjue's eyes were also red. Hongjue said, "Grandpa, should I go up and get the teacup?"
Yang Lianying nodded and said: "Okay, let's ask Secretary Liang to come to our house first, and then we can come downstairs to drink tea." This is a house of seventy or eighty square meters, with two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, and it is very well decorated.
It's simple, but it's also clean. It can be seen that Yang Lianying lives alone.
After looking at the house, we went downstairs again. Yang Lianying said: "I am still not used to living in a cement cage. Many elderly people in our demolition villages are not used to it. After the demolition, a large number of elderly people in the village passed away. They are not accustomed to the climate."
Ah. I’ve adapted well, but I still can’t stay in the cement house. I can only sit and walk under it every day.”
People who have lived on the land for generations and are accustomed to working and moving in the fields were suddenly driven off the land due to land acquisition and moved into small communities. This is a process of urbanization, and it is also
It is a cruel process, but this is the general trend of society. Individuals are being swept away. The people have no way, and the officials have no way...
Liang Jian could only say with relief: "As long as you can adapt, it'll be good...it's better to walk more, it's good for your health..."
Yang Lianying only complained about this, and he stopped complaining about the rest. He chatted with Liang Jian about what happened when he was in the town at that time, and about how he was stopped by people in the town from going to the toilet, and then Liang Jian came out to rescue him.
Yang Lianying remembered it very clearly. When he said it, he was no longer as angry as he was at that time, but just laughed.
Time can erase hatred and poison...
Soon it was noon, and Yang Lianying said: "Secretary Liang, you must stay for lunch before leaving." Liang Jian was embarrassed to refuse. At this time, he remembered a person, Lou Xinjiang, a member of the Zhennan Village Committee.
Liang Jian called him and said that he was at Yang Lianying's house today. Lou Xinjiang drove over immediately in an Audi car.
When Lou Xinjiang saw Liang Jian, he came over and hugged Liang Jian, regardless of his identity or status. This made Yang Lianying and Yang Hongjue both laugh. Lou Xinjiang told them to go to hell.
To eat at a restaurant, they opened a restaurant just outside the resettlement community.
Yang Lianying said that today, he would invite Liang Jian to eat at his place. We can eat down here, just move a table and sit down. In the sunshine.
After hearing this, Lou Xinjiang looked at Liang Jian and Yang Hongjue and said, "No problem, we can eat here, but I will arrange the food and wine." Lou Xinjiang called and had someone deliver a table of food.
Then, a man went upstairs to Yang Lianying and moved a folding table. Yang Lianying said: "Now that Xinjiang has become the secretary of our village, the people are blessed. He is very considerate of the people and brings convenience to them."
Lou Xinjiang came down and said with a smile: "What is Lao Yang talking about me?" Liang Jian said: "Old Yang is saying good things about you, saying that you have done a lot of good things for the village." Lou Xinjiang said: "I am a person.
Tradition, I am a nostalgic person. If I am not good to the people, how can I expect the people to be good to me? If the people are not good, how can I be good? If the people's wallets are bulging, I will be good at restaurants and car dealerships.
There’s business.”
Liang Jian nodded and said, "The village needs capable and affordable cadres like you."
A small van arrived carrying meals. They were placed on a small folding dining table, along with two bottles of Wuliangye. Liang Jian shook his head and said, "This won't work."
Lou Xinjiang said: "Why not?" Liang Jian said: "Drinking Wuliangye in the street, what kind of style do you want the people to see us for?" Lou Xinjiang laughed and said: "It's okay, it's okay. There may be something wrong in other villages.
It will definitely be fine in our village. Just stay and watch!"
Yang Lianying did not object, and Lou Xinjiang had already unscrewed the bottle and poured wine for them. Liang Jian had been feeling uneasy. Now he was very concerned about his own image. Drinking a good wine like Wuliangye would definitely arouse the resentment of the people.
.How can it be okay?
Until a middle-aged villager passed by and saw them drinking, and came up and said: "Good food and good wine!"
Lou Xinjiang said: "Ah, Lao Jiang, sit down and have a drink." Lao Jiang was indeed not polite. He sat down, picked up the cup, toasted everyone, and said: "Today we have oral, good wine." Then
I took a cigarette from Lou Xinjiang and walked away.
Then, several more villagers passed by. One of them, a middle-aged woman, also came to toast and drank happily.
Only then did Liang Jian understand why Lou Xinjiang was not worried. Lou Xinjiang said: "I have wine for everyone to drink. I said in the village secretary's statement that first of all, I don't spend a penny from the village; I eat
What I drink and smoke is my own; secondly, I am usually very frugal, and the wine I drink is ordinary Taishan, but when friends come over, I want to save face and I will use Wuliangye, so please give me some face and don’t blame me; thirdly
Everyone drinks when there is wine. If you see me drinking, if you want to drink, just sit down and join us. So everyone has no problem with me."
Liang Jian picked up the cup and said to Lou Xinjiang: "You taught me a lesson. I respect you for this cup." Lou Xinjiang said: "After having this meal with you this time, I don't know when I can drink it again."
, how about we drink a whole cup?"
Liang Jian was also happy and said: "Then let's have a drink."
Yang Hongjue drove Liang Jian back to the city. Liang Jian fell asleep in the passenger seat. Yang Hongjue looked at his cute sleeping appearance with a slight smile on his face.