There was laughter and laughter, and the atmosphere was lively.
Grandma, who was sitting at the main seat, looked around and saw that the children at the table were happily drinking and eating food, and did not notice this side.
Grandma seemed to be hesitant about something. She took a moment to take a look at her eldest daughter, Chen Xiulian, and saw her looking at her with an encouraging look, and finally made up her mind.
"Ahem, ding... ding... ding..."
After coughing twice, grandma tapped the plate with her chopsticks, but the sound became weaker and weaker, showing that she lacked confidence.
"Well... take advantage of today to be happy! Grandma will tell you something. During this period of time, the sesame seeds have been blooming steadily. Grandma is also very happy. But recently when I go to bed, the dead old man underground always keeps dreaming about me.
Give it to me, say that I, an old woman, have forgotten him. I am lonely and deserted down there. If I can, I can burn more incense and recite the Buddha's name. It would be best if I could... have a whole family temple or something like that. That would be great.
.”
"Hoo ho!"
The younger uncle Chen Xiutong sneered. His elder uncle Chen Xiude and second uncle Chen Xiucai glared at him fiercely. They touched their noses and shrank their heads and remained silent.
Wealth that does not return home is like walking in brocade at night.
Building a big house, building a family temple, and building an ancestral hall are all part of the title.
Grandma and grandma kept talking about it back and forth. They had discussed this matter several times. Everyone including the eldest sister Chen Xiulian knew about it and agreed to it, so she kept it from the rest of the family. Even Si Wanru knew about it. It was considered an open secret.
There is no shortage of money at home, the land in the county can be solved, and the engineering team is not a problem.
Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.
The problem is;
Everyone is not sure whether this matter will have any impact on Wang Yaocheng?
Wang Yaocheng is now the white jade pillar of the old Wang family, holding up the purple golden beam of the sea. His every word and spittle are rigid, and everyone has to listen to him from top to bottom.
If this matter has a bad impact and Chen Xiulian refuses to agree to it for the first time, it would be better not to do it.
As soon as this statement came out
Wang Guodong, who was sitting at the top, had a bad look on his face. He glanced at Chen Xiulian with some reproach, and didn't say much. He picked up the wine glass and drank it with a "sip" sound.
A year ago, Wang Guodong was transferred to the Yanjing City Forestry Department as the sixth deputy minister to deal with the deputy senior officials. His career was basically over.
Within a few months of taking office at the Ministry of Forestry, the national organization was reformed.
The original Ministry of Forestry was abolished, and its powers were combined into the Ministry of Natural Resources and the Ministry of Emergency Management, which was considered to be divided into two.
The Secretary of the Party Leadership Group of the Ministry of Emergency Management is held by Jin Guangmin, the former Deputy Secretary of the Ministry of Public Security (senior official), and the Minister is held by Wen Huashan, the former Director-General of Work Safety and Secretary of the Party Leadership Group (senior official), plus Deputy Secretary of the Party Leadership Group Wang Guodong (deputy ministerial level), and the three leaders have joined
He is 187 years old in total, and he is truly old and strong.
There are also six deputy ministers, none of whom are younger than 58 years old. They are all senior deputy ministerial-level cadres from the Ministry of Water Resources, the State Seismological Administration, the Ministry of Civil Affairs, the Ministry of Agriculture, the Food and Drug Administration, etc.
When it was first established, there were only 12 single-row Yuejin 136 pickup trucks for such a large national ministry, agency, and canteen to buy food.
The top minister of general affairs must ride a bicycle to and from get off work, and the vehicles should be allocated to front-line functional departments as much as possible.
Finally, Pacific Real Estate Company came forward and donated 20 new cars and supported office expenses. This solved the big problem of the office environment being extremely hot in summer and extremely cold in winter.
Wang Guodong, who is in his sixties and was originally planning to retire, serves as the deputy secretary of the Party Leadership Group of the Emergency Management Department, which is basically a sinecure.
Every day I go to work with a newspaper, a pot of tea, and chatting in the office for a long time and it’s almost over.
Therefore, Comrade Lao Wang is very free now.
It’s hard for grandma to accept what she says, so oppose it... You will offend a large table of relatives, so agree... Leading cadres take the lead in engaging in feudal superstitious activities, and the impact will be really bad if word spreads.
Comrade Wang Guodong is also very good at Tai Chi and Push Hands. He began to study the plate of roasted chicken with enoki mushrooms in front of him seriously. He was fascinated by it, as if the dish had flowers growing on it.
Anyway, he didn’t say a word or express his position.
Wang Yaocheng heard this clearly. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't express his opinion, so he turned around and teased his niece; "It's so true, why are you so good today?"
"I really have a cold."
"Oh, uncle, my nose is really runny when I see it. What a cute boy, ah, my nose is dripping down. Please suck it hard..."
The two-year-old was really obedient. He sucked it hard and sucked it all back into his little nose like noodles.
"It's not Liangliangdi, it's delicious." Wang Yaocheng asked in a persuasive way.
"Um!"
Zhenzhen nodded vigorously and showed a sweet smile.
The sister-in-law who was standing next to her took out her handkerchief and didn't have time to wipe it. She couldn't help but smile bitterly when she saw this. "Her uncle, you can do it! Don't teach the children badly."
Grandma looked at it and saw that no one was answering her question, so she felt uncomfortable and began to talk about it.
"Poor old man, I've never had a good life in my life. I'm dragging you four siblings around and I'm exhausted. I'm exhausted to death. Life is really hard!"
If you have the current conditions, your father can live another 20 years.
I remember when the little Japanese came over, the green-faced fangs were rumored to be like ghosts, and everyone was very scared.
At that time, Xiulian was only seven years old, Xiude was four years old, and Xiucai was still nursing. Your father and mother followed the village master and fled to the north.
My mother is carrying Xiutong in her belly. She is already seven months old and cannot do any courtesy.
Our family didn't even have a wheelbarrow. Your father carried the heavy load of grain and the little guy. He carried the eldest girl Xiulian behind with a piece of cloth, the eldest son Xiude in front, and the scholar wrapped in a cotton jacket and put them in the load.
, and just hit the road.
Your dad is like an honest mule who works hard without complaining.
I carried it step by step for hundreds of miles, and my strong body was bent like this..."
Speaking of which
Grandma was already in tears. Chen Xiulian wiped her mother's red eyes, and she couldn't help but shed tears too;
"At that time, I had already started to remember things, and I always felt that this road would go on and on... and it would never end.
When I feel extremely tired, I want to rest for a while on my father’s mountain-like burden.
My father would pick me up and sit on the load, then pick me up and walk with me. I would grab the rope and sit on it, and it would be very comfortable to sway around..."
Chen Xiulian choked up when she spoke, and several of her uncles lowered their heads sadly; "Our father is quite tall and strong. People in the nearby village call him Chen Dashan. He is never tired from farming and transplanting rice.
That time, I fell ill after fleeing to the north. The doctor said he was tired and had damaged his foundation..."
"Eh!"
With a sigh, I fell into the memories of past sufferings.
Wang Yaocheng didn't know how it would turn out like this. A good reunion dinner, okay, it had to be solved.
Fortunately, there are always a lot of ideas, so this is not difficult at all.
"Let me make a statement here. I will neither acknowledge nor say anything I said today."
"Don't worry, Xiaocheng, we all know how powerful he is."
"Yeah, no one will tell anyone."
"I won't even say that I'll kill you."
After looking at everyone's happy faces, Wang Yaocheng turned aside his brother-in-law Chen Xiutong, who was full of determination. He was the one who shouted the loudest vows, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart;
If you don't go out and brag, I won't believe you if you beat me to death.
If I expect you to keep it secret, I can only wait for the next life.
"Dad, please go back to your room and take a rest."
"Oh, I'm really sleepy, so I'll go rest first."
Wang Guodong just left. It's really hard for a leading cadre at his level to get involved in this matter. Even if it's to cover up one's ears and steal the news, superficial articles still need to be done.
After his father left, all eyes were focused on Wang Yaocheng, who said vaguely;
"Anyway, we can't come forward. This matter can be easy to talk about or not. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Just talk about the various hardships experienced in the hard years. Every family can tell the sad past.
Why does our family do this? Does it mean that money is more valuable than others?
No one will ask you what you do abroad, but it won't work at home. You have to pay attention to the impact.
Grandma’s excuse is completely untenable. If you build a family temple, he will also build one. Rich people are doing this, so it won’t be chaotic. Especially now that my identity is very sensitive, the impact will be very bad."
Looking at his mother Chen Xiulian's pitiful eyes, Wang Yaocheng sighed and continued;
"My brother-in-law can come forward and donate money to build roads and schools in the village, dig wells to provide running water to the villagers, provide electricity to every household, donate money to build nursing homes, etc.
Don't mention the family temple. You can't talk about whether you can do this kind of thing.
We pay for it and let the township take the initiative to do it, which is considered to be a practical thing for the people.
We might as well build a larger temple by the Lotus Lake, so that people from nearby villages and even those from far away can burn incense and worship Buddha and donate incense money, and everyone can use it together.
If you really want to, there is a small courtyard next to the temple, and outsiders cannot enter...
Ah, you know."
At this point, Wang Yaocheng could not continue to elaborate. Everyone thought about it thoughtfully and understood what he meant.
There is no problem in spending money to build a clan ancestral hall, but if you want to build a family temple one by one, that is too hateful, too outstanding, and the impact is really bad.
Do it quietly, no one can say anything without a name or identity.
Uncle Chen Xiutong raised his thumbs up in excitement. Just as he was about to praise him, he was immediately stopped by Wang Yaocheng; "Stop, I know what you are going to say. Please don't get involved with me. I don't know and I don't support you."
It has nothing to do with me."
Chen Xiutong choked on his words and felt really uncomfortable.
But then I thought about it and became excited again.
Now that I'm back in my hometown, I'm so awesome. Whoever sees me shouldn't give me a thumbs up and praise Chen Dashan.
You don’t want this good reputation, I want it!
Even when I go to the countryside, I have to be provided with good wine and tea.
We need to recruit some people to plan this matter carefully, and we can't let it go wrong.