Zhang Yuande's son is called Jianguo, Zhang Jianguo, and many people of the older generation like to take their names like this.

Zhang Jianguo is forty-two this year, which is considered middle-aged. Practicing in the public gate, that is, eating public meals, working in Xin'an County, well, now called the city, Xin'an Municipal Party Committee Office, chief clerk.

The position is not high, only at the deputy section level, but it is better than a close minister of the Son of Heaven, so even if it is not promising, it is still passable.

At least when it came out of Zhang Yuande's mouth, he was obviously very satisfied.

It is indeed very good for an ordinary family to have such a civil servant working in a public unit.

In terms of major matters, Zhang Jianguo may not be able to play much role, but if it is a small matter, many people in Xin'an are still willing to sell the head of the office of the municipal party committee to save face.

With this, in front of those relatives in the Zhang family over the years, Zhang Yuande has more or less earned some face.

In addition, Zhang Jianguo is also filial to the two old people in the family. I have my own opinions on doing things, but I am also willing to ask for the opinions of the two old people, from adulthood to the present, there are few disputes with the two old people, and there are occasional differences of opinion, and I am willing to respect the wishes of the two old people.

To be honest, it is enough to be able to do this kind of thing as a child.

In fact, for most of the elderly, it is enough to have food and clothing for the older generation who have endured hardships, regardless of how much material conditions their children can give themselves.

What they care about in their later years is nothing more than hoping that their children will have a better life, and then if they have free time, they will spend more time with themselves.

Furthermore, I hope that my children will give me more respect, and don't feel that they are old and confused, or that their children's wings are stiff, and they feel that the older generation is always pointing fingers.

They have lived all their lives, and they have worked hard to raise their children, not to brush their faces when they are old.

And Zhang Jianguo did a good job of this.

Therefore, after Zhang Yuande's death, although he was reluctant to give up on this family, he still felt that his life was worth it.

After listening to Zhang Yuande's words, Zhang Kun nodded thoughtfully, and did not comment on Zhang Jianguo's personality, but he grabbed a few key words in it.

Worked in the office of the municipal party committee, chief clerk.

A smile rose at the corner of Zhang Kun's mouth, this is really a coincidence, if he remembers correctly, Uncle Zhao Chongshan is now appointed by Xin'an City, and it seems that he is the secretary of the Xin'an Municipal Party Committee.

A secretary of the Xin'an Municipal Party Committee? and then a chief staff member of the Municipal Party Committee Office?

Zhang Kun seemed to know what to do.

Zhang Kun took out the phone, then found Zhao Chongshan's number and dialed it.

When the phone was connected, Zhang Kun first chatted with Zhao Chongshan and said hello, and then asked directly: "Uncle Zhao, do you know Zhang Jianguo? ”

"Zhang Jianguo of the Municipal Party Committee Office, you know, what's the matter, your relatives?" Zhao Chongshan said with a smile.

Zhang Kun shook his head with a wry smile: "No, our family has no relatives in Xin'an." That's the case, Uncle Zhao, I have something I want to ask you for help, it has something to do with Zhang Jianguo, do you think it's convenient. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Kun crackled and described it on the phone.

After listening to Zhang Kun's words, Zhao Chongshan smiled, and then responded directly without thinking: "Understood, little meaning, when you need it, just call me directly." ”

"Hey, okay, then I'll trouble Uncle Zhao. Zhang Kun hurriedly thanked.

Zhao Chongshan laughed and said, "What else are we talking about?"

After speaking, the two chatted for a few more words, and made an appointment to go to Zhao Chongshan's house for dinner one day, and then hung up the phone.

After confirming that there was no problem with Zhao Chongshan, Zhang Kun took one last look at the little fox lying on the grave eating eggs, and then beckoned Zhang Yuande to go down the mountain.

……

In the afternoon, Xin'an City, a newly renovated farmers' market.

It is located on the outskirts of Xin'an City, but it is close to several family housing communities, so even in the afternoon, there are still many housewives who buy groceries.

And Zhang Kun and Zhang Yuande were guarding the entrance and exit of the farmers' market.

At this time, Zhang Kun was dressed in a dark green Taoist robe, wearing a yellow crown, and wearing ten-square shoes on his feet, dressed as a Taoist priest.

This Taoist robe was bought by Zhang Kun after walking for a long time before he found a newly built Taoist temple in Xin'an. It cost him eight hundred oceans, not to mention the death of the expensive, but it was a little bigger, and it didn't show a good fit.

It's just that Zhang Kun has to do things later, but some necessary props are still needed. In addition to this Taoist robe, Zhang Kun also asked for a few yellow talismans from the Taoist temple, and then bought some phosphorus powder.

That is, there is no one in the Taomu Kendo Temple, or Zhang Kun plans to get another one.

This, to do a play, you must have to do a full set.

"Almost, since I moved here, my wife has come to the vegetable market every afternoon around this time to buy evening vegetables, and it should be almost there. Zhang Yuande said softly.

After speaking, Zhang Kun waited for another ten minutes, and Zhang Yuande suddenly beckoned Zhang Kun to look at an old woman who walked in at the door of the vegetable market.

The old man looked to be about sixty years old, with silver hair, few age spots on his face, and no obvious wrinkles, and he looked like an amiable person, but there was not much smile on his face at this time.

She is the wife who has accompanied Zhang Yuande all his life, He Qiulan.

After He Qiulan stepped into the vegetable market, she didn't stop, and walked straight to the inside, all the way, although there was no smile on her face, but in general there was not much sadness.

Zhang Kun can understand this. Although Zhang Yuande has passed away for more than a month, he is still dead after all, and the living people still have to continue to live.

When He Qiulan came in, Zhang Kun did not step forward, but continued to wait silently, and ten minutes later, when He Qiulan walked out of the vegetable market, Zhang Kun dressed in a whole robe, and then walked over.

Zhang Kun walked in front of He Qiulan, Zhang Kun shook slightly, and then said: "Immeasurable Tianzun, hello this old lady, I don't know if I can disturb you for two minutes?"

He Qiulan stood still, looked at Zhang Kun, and then looked at the pedestrians on the left and right, and then said softly: "The trail is good, I don't know what it looks like?"

"I just looked at the old lady, but there are relatives in the old lady's family who have passed away recently?" asked Zhang Kun.

He Qiulan glanced at Zhang Kun, thought about it and didn't hide it, and nodded: "My husband passed away a month ago." ”

Zhang Kun was slightly apologetic: "Old lady, I'm sorry, it's not that Xiaodao has to mention the pain of the old lady, it's just that the old lady of Xiaodaoguan is facing, and some things are really uneasy if you don't say it." ”

He Qiulan's face remained unchanged, and she just said softly: "What did the little Taoist master teach me." ”

Zhang Kun shook his head and said softly: "Although it is a pity that the venerable husband passed away, it is only the birth, old age, sickness and death of people, the cycle of life and death, although it is sad, it is within the way of heaven. However, I look at the old lady's face, the old lady's family has been recently, I am afraid that in addition to the death of her husband, there are other disasters. If you don't plan early, you may have a bloody disaster. ”

Set a small goal first, such as 1 second to remember: Book Keju mobile version reading website: