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4-21 Small red mud stove in the snowy night

Xiaoxue wanted to go home by herself, but Teacher Chen insisted on sending her back. It got dark early in the winter, and when she returned to Gaotupo, there were already thousands of lights. Through the little lights, the fine snowflakes were dancing in the air, which was particularly crystal clear.

When they returned to the courtyard, Xiaoxue and Teacher Chen's heads and shoulders were all white. They stood at the door and stamped their feet, shaking off the mud on the soles of their shoes and slapping the snow on their clothes. Suddenly, the door opened, and a

A feeling of warmth came out, Xiaoxue's father was actually at home.

"Dad, why are you back? Aren't you in the hospital?" Xiaoxue said in surprise.

"There is a big event in the neighborhood committee tomorrow. Dad was afraid of being delayed, so he came back first. Hey, isn't this Teacher Chen? Please come and sit in the room." Lao Wen extended the invitation enthusiastically.

Teacher Chen quickly said: "Don't bother me. It's Chinese New Year. I'd better go back." As he said that, he was about to leave while pushing his bicycle. Suddenly, someone came up behind him and blocked his bicycle.

Teacher Chen took a closer look and saw that it was Liu Ziguang who went to the meeting on behalf of Xiaoxue's parents last time. Liu Ziguang said enthusiastically: "Teacher Chen finally came here. We can't let him go. Let's have a drink together."

Teacher Chen wanted to refuse, but at this time all the neighbors in the courtyard came out. The three old and four young people greeted Teacher Chen enthusiastically, making him feel a kind of hospitality that was hard to resist. Liu Ziguang also shook his head and said: "Green Ant New Fermented Ferments"

Wine, a small red clay stove, it's snowing in the evening, can you have a drink? Teacher Chen is also a cultural person, in this situation, if you don't have a drink, you will be sorry for the heavy snow in the sky."

Teacher Chen is not a common person. When Liu Ziguang said this, he laughed and said: "I like Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteenth" the most. I wanted to have a drink when I went home. Since everyone has similar interests, I will stay and have a drink.

One cup is ready."

"Let's go to the Second Meat Shop." Liu Ziguang pulled Teacher Chen and asked Brother Wen and Xiaoxue to go with him. The four of them came to the small restaurant at the entrance of the alley. The boss saw Liu Ziguang coming and said happily, "Here comes Director Liu.

Come, hurry up and invite me in, the ground pot is ready for you."

Ground pot is a specialty food in Jiangbei City. It is a small stove made of red mud. A shallow iron pot is placed on it, chicken or fish is stewed, and thin noodles are placed around it. There are vegetables, soups, etc.

There is charcoal in the stove to heat the rice, so it is most suitable to eat the ground pot in winter. If you add a cup of wine, the taste will be unparalleled.

The four of them sat down and Liu Ziguang shouted: "Boss, let's serve wine. First, two bottles of Huaijiang Daqu."

"Okay." With a hearty reply, two pots, two bottles of white wine were brought up, as well as fried peanuts and dry-cut beef slices that are necessary for drinking. Snow was falling outside, but the room was warm.

In spring, although the heavy wooden tables and chairs are bulky, they are clean and sturdy. The dishes are simple but delicious. Although Huaijiang Daqu is the cheapest liquor, it is the favorite spirit of generations of men in Jiangbei.

Xiaoxue was very obedient and helped the adults pour wine. Lao Wen had a chronic disease and couldn't drink. He just had to fill the glasses in front of him and watch. The main ones were Liu Ziguang and Teacher Chen. Even though Teacher Chen was a scholar, he was a strong smoker and alcoholic, so he had to smoke when he sat down.

, but he took out a deflated cigarette case from his pocket and threw it away with a helpless smile. Liu Ziguang quickly took out his Zhongnanhai and said, "Is Teacher Chen used to this?"

Teacher Chen said: "I can smoke anything that smokes."

The four of them laughed. Liu Ziguang helped Teacher Chen light the cigarette, raised his cup and said, "We are destined to have a drink today. I would like to toast you all. I wish Brother Wen a speedy recovery, I wish Teacher Chen a world full of peach blossoms, and I wish Xiaoxue progress in her studies."

Lao Wen smiled and said: "Ziguang is becoming more and more leadership-like."

The owner of the tavern also came over and said, "Director Liu is a leader. We, the director of Gaotupo's neighborhood committee, have thousands of people under his command."

"Really? Xiao Liu, have you become the director of the neighborhood committee?" Teacher Chen was surprised.

Liu Ziguang smiled: "Thanks to everyone's support, I am allowed to be a small official as big as a sesame seed and a mung bean. In fact, I don't want to be this director because it involves too much energy. But now that the Gaotupo Massacre is imminent, in order to help everyone seek justice,

If you can have a stable place to live, I will do my best to be the director!"

"Well said!" Everyone applauded together. At this time, a few more people came in from outside, including Uncle Bei, Deng Yunfeng, and several neighbors. Liu Ziguang quickly said: "Add benches, add greetings, and get two bottles of wine."

The tavern was in full swing. Everyone filled their small wine cups with white wine, toasted each other, sipped their mouths, and talked about tomorrow's election. The election work for the director of the Gaotupo Neighborhood Committee was held on the afternoon of New Year's Day. This day was specially chosen for this purpose.

Counting votes is convenient and everyone is at home during the holidays, so the election is fair.

In fact, this position of director belongs to Liu Ziguang, but the necessary procedures have to be followed. The street office has said hello, and now Zhou Wen has become the acting mayor's secretary. He made a phone call to arrange a small matter, and the office

The director couldn't help but get it done.

Liu Ziguang first toasted everyone, and then everyone returned the greeting. After three rounds of drinking, the depth of the drunkenness was distinguished. Some comrades' faces were redder, some were whiter, and some did not change at all. Teacher Chen was the kind who did not change color, and

This man drank wine and did not eat vegetables. He took a sip from his wine glass, threw a peanut into his mouth and chewed it, enjoying himself.

After drinking for a while, the neighbors all dispersed. Lao Wen was not in good physical condition and went back to rest. Only Liu Ziguang and Teacher Chen were left drinking in the tavern. Xiaoxue sat aside and held her cheek, listening to the two of them.

The man I admire most brags.

The four bottles of Huaijiang Daqu were all gone. Apart from what the neighbors drank, Liu Ziguang and Teacher Chen always had eight taels each. However, the two of them still wanted to drink more. They ordered another bottle of white wine and the conversation deepened.

Teacher Chen said frankly: "Xiao Liu, you are not an ordinary person. When I first saw you, I knew you were not an ordinary person. However, I still misjudged you. Not only are you not an ordinary person, you can even be an ordinary person."

Call it something that is definitely not in the pool.”

Liu Ziguang said: "Teacher Chen was joking and drinking."

Teacher Chen said: "I drank a lot, but I was not drunk. In today's society, there is a general lack of faith. Everyone is only interested in profit. Even a sacred place like the school will not be spared. If this continues, the school will become a place for making money.

Now, I think that’s when I’ll go back.”

Liu Ziguang said: "This makes it even more necessary for people like you, Teacher Chen, to transmit the correct values, outlook on life and world to them. If we let go, this generation will be ruined."

Teacher Chen sighed and said: "No. 1 Middle School has a long history. My father taught in No. 1 Middle School back then. Now I am, and my daughter also graduated from No. 1 Middle School. Our family is full of affection for No. 1 Middle School and do not want it to deteriorate.

But things went counterproductive. If I guessed correctly, it won’t be long before No. 1 Middle School will become a private school..."

Liu Ziguang was keenly aware that something should have happened today, which irritated Teacher Chen, so he asked Xiaoxue: "What's the news in school today?"

"There were classes in the morning, a cultural performance in the afternoon, and in the evening the principal secretary and the dean arranged for us girls to have dinner. Before we even started eating, I was picked up by Teacher Chen."

Liu Ziguang understood immediately and sneered: "It's no use cooperating with the drama I made some time ago. Who the hell is so stupid that he actually lets students accompany him for drinks?"

"A rich bastard, he thought I wouldn't be able to recognize him after he changed his name. Humph, Nie Wenfu! He was the commander of the Communist Party of No. 1 Middle School during the Communist era. My father was tortured by him and committed suicide." Teacher Chen seemed to have committed suicide.

He drank too much, but Liu Ziguang believed that he was using the influence of alcohol to express his feelings that he usually didn't dare or didn't want to say.

"Teacher Chen, don't worry. If these bastards dare to do this, I will definitely teach them a lesson," Liu Ziguang said.

"Forget it, Xiaoxue is still in school and will soon face the college entrance examination. I don't want her studies to be affected. If necessary, I will report it directly to the leaders of the Education Bureau."

The atmosphere was a bit depressing. The smart Xiaoxue quickly changed the subject and asked: "Teacher Chen, when will your daughter come back?"

Mentioning his daughter, Teacher Chen's face was filled with happiness and he said, "She will be back during the winter vacation."

Liu Ziguang asked: "Teacher Chen, do you still have a daughter?"

Teacher Chen proudly said: "I have a son and a daughter. My son is currently studying at Harvard University in the United States, receiving a full scholarship. I have not paid a penny. My daughter is a graduate student at the Academy of Fine Arts. My husband went to the United States last month.

I'm the only one at home now, otherwise I wouldn't dare to drink like this."



The booze didn't end until half past ten. Although Teacher Chen drank nearly two kilograms of liquor, his thinking was still sharp and his steps were steady. However, Liu Ziguang still drove Teacher Chen and his bicycle home.

When he came back, Liu Ziguang went directly to Binjiang Jinguan City. The hard drive taken out from the magnificent monitoring room contained many video images in the private room. They were all unsightly men and women having sex, but the person in the camera, Liu Zi,

Most of the people don't recognize him, they can only tell that he is not young and his belly is not small.

Yan Jinlong is such a shrewd person. He will not collect useless things. Although these short videos are relatively clear, their artistic quality is too poor and much inferior to similar programs in Japan. So there is only one result. Among these videos

The male protagonist must be someone with status and worthy of being blackmailed.

It was a matter of confidentiality, and of course it could not be leaked at will, so Liu Ziguang thought of Li Wan. She had a relatively high social level and had contacts with some big figures in the city. It was best for her to identify these figures.

Yesterday, Liu Ziguang copied the backup to a mobile hard drive and gave it to Li Wan. I wonder how many of them she has identified now.

In the Jinguan City mansion, Xiao Cheng had fallen asleep long ago, and the servants had also gone home. Li Wan, who was wearing a nightgown and fur slippers, and a lazy and charming face, helped Liu Ziguang make a cup of tea, with his petite nose raised.

Say: "How much wine did you drink?"

"I had two drinks with an old teacher from No. 1 Middle School. I didn't expect intellectuals to be quite good drinkers. By the way, how many people did you recognize in that video?"

Li Wan blushed and said angrily: "I just read the beginning, I don't dare to read any more, I'm too embarrassed."

Liu Ziguang said: "How can this be done? This is a big deal and you have to do it."

Li Wan said: "How about... you watch it with me?"


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