"The trail is long, quick, please inside. ”

At the door, He Qiulan hurriedly invited Zhang Kun, who was still dressed in a robe, to come in with a smile.

After Zhang Jianguo decided to meet Zhang Kun yesterday, He Qiulan dialed the phone number left by Zhang Kun and made an appointment to come to the house at noon today.

No, Zhang Kun came on time.

Before stepping into the door, Zhang Kun, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, looked at He Qiulan with a smile on his face, Zhang Kun chuckled: "The old lady is full of red light, it seems that there is a happy event happening." ”

He Qiulan was stunned, was her face so obvious?

However, He Qiulan quickly smiled and nodded, but she didn't say anything, just hurriedly welcomed Zhang Kun in.

At this time, a figure in the kitchen, wearing this apron, walked out with a plate, and after putting the dishes on the table, He Qiulan hurriedly beckoned people to come to Zhang Kun and introduced to Zhang Kun: "Dao Chief, this is my son, Zhang Jianguo." ”

Zhang Kun looked at Zhang Jianguo, who should actually be regarded as the second time they met, Zhang Kun looked up and down for a while, and then seemed to suddenly realize, and nodded with a smile: "I see, it is Mr. Zhang's grand exhibition, and he has risen step by step, old lady, congratulations." ”

Listening to Zhang Kun's words, Zhang Jianguo's whole person was stunned, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

When He Qiulan called Zhang Kun yesterday, Zhang Jianguo was next to him, so Zhang Jianguo was very sure that He Qiulan had not mentioned his imminent promotion to the little road chief.

And after that, if He Qiulan wanted to call Zhang Kun, there was no reason why she wouldn't tell herself, so this matter should not have been spread by He Qiulan.

As for the municipal party committee, the document on his upcoming promotion has not yet been officially issued, and even if someone knows, there should not be too many, such as Secretary Zhao, Secretary Liu, the head of the organization, and at most a few people who handle it.

Before the matter really landed, I think these people will not spread it at will.

Therefore, for the little Taoist in front of him, who was so tender that he didn't know if he had his own son, he actually said the grand plan and rose step by step, Zhang Jianguo only felt shocked in his heart.

If this is really not a game, then the little Taoist in front of him is really a little scary.

Is it the profundity of the Tao, or is it that the metaphysics that I didn't believe in in the past is terrifying?

However, Zhang Jianguo finally stayed in the public gate for so many years, and soon calmed down and saluted Zhang Kun: "Thank you Dao Chang Jiyan, you don't know the name of the long man?"

At this time, He Qiulan next to her suddenly slapped her forehead: "Look at me, I've known the Taoist for so many days, but I still don't know the name of the Taoist." ”

Zhang Kun hurriedly said: "Don't dare, Xiaodao Dao Changshen." ”

"Changsheng?" Zhang Jianguo was slightly stunned?

However, Zhang Kun smiled slightly, as if he knew what Zhang Jianguo was thinking, and chuckled: "Shen is the Shen who is up and down in the field, not a growing life." ”

"I see. Zhang Jianguo seemed to be relieved, and then seemed to remember something, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Changshen Daoist, look at me, everyone is still standing at the door chatting, hurry, please inside." ”

Saying that, Zhang Jianguo welcomed Zhang Kun to the living room and sat down, He Qiulan immediately sent a cup of tea, and then Zhang Jianguo left He Qiulan to chat with Zhang Kun, and he went into the kitchen and made up the meal.

Because he made an appointment to come to the door, Zhang Jianguo was stuck with the prepared meal, no, it didn't take long for Zhang Kun to sit down, and in about ten minutes, Zhang Jianguo put away his apron, washed his hands and invited Zhang Kun to the table.

At this time, there were already eight large plates on the table, and in the case of Zhang Kun and the three of them, they would definitely not be able to finish eating.

However, since Zhang Kun was invited to be a guest, he naturally had to show respect. Especially for now, Zhang Kun's performance is so mysterious, Zhang Jianguo and He Qiulan are afraid of being slack, so speaking of which, eight dishes is really not too much.

Among the eight plates, green is the mainstay, and there is no meat, so naturally there is no oil and water, let alone spicy.

Among the eight dishes, tofu is the majority, of which there are three tofu dishes, one side yellow, jade white jade soup, and one tofu stuffed.

Speaking of tofu, in fact, tofu and Taoism have a long history, because tofu was actually invented by Taoism.

Therefore, looking at the dishes on the table, Zhang Kun also knew that Zhang Jianguo could be regarded as having a heart just talking about these dishes.

Although, Zhang Kun actually likes to eat spicy food, and he is even more spicy on weekdays, and Nanhu people are basically like this.

However, now Zhang Kun is playing the role of a god stick, so just talking about the specially prepared table of food, for Zhang Kun's current identity, it is indeed a heart.

However, although there are no chili peppers, for Zhang Kun, who has been eating fast food outside from beginning to end in the past two days, such a table of home-cooked side dishes is actually quite attractive.

After Zhang Kun took a seat, Zhang Jianguo poured a cup of tea for Zhang Kun, replaced the wine with tea, and raised a glass to Zhang Kun again and again.

At the dinner table, Zhang Jianguo chatted with Zhang Kun while eating, but he didn't mention the matter of the Yin Mansion from beginning to end.

A good meal and drink, after half an hour, Zhang Jianguo made sure that Zhang Kun was full, then he removed the banquet, invited Zhang Kun back to the living room, and presented a cup of Biluochun that he had treasured for a long time, and the two sat on the sofa and tasted it slowly.

At this time, Zhang Jianguo slowly spoke, talking about the topic of the Yin House.

"Daoist Changshen, you told my mother yesterday that there might be something wrong with our family's Yin House?"

Zhang Kun slowly drank the tea in the cup, then put it down and nodded: "Mr. Zhang, if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid it's true." ”

Zhang Jianguo's eyes froze, and then he looked at Zhang Kun with a deep face: "The way that Changshen Daoist can solve it?"

"It's hard to say, I have to look at it and then talk about it, Xiaodao can only say, do your best. Zhang Kun shook his head lightly, still the same sentence.

After listening to Zhang Kun's words, Zhang Jianguo fell silent.

At this time, He Qiulan had already cleaned up the dining table and sat down, sitting next to Zhang Jianguo, but did not speak, silently filling the teacups in front of Zhang Kun and Zhang Jianguo.

Zhang Kun didn't urge, and after thanking He Qiulan, he picked up the teacup and drank it lightly.

Zhang Kun doesn't understand tea, no matter how good the tea is, he can't drink a flower, but now he is silent for a while, Zhang Kun doesn't know what to say, he can only drink tea.

Zhang Jianguo's silence did not last long, and after more than ten seconds, Zhang Jianguo nodded fiercely and turned his head to look at Zhang Kun: "Okay, Changshen Daochang, then go and take a look." We'll leave in a moment, do you think there's anything else going wrong?"

Zhang Kun nodded with a smile, everything was as planned.

Since it had been decided, Zhang Jianguo did not procrastinate, called a friend to borrow a car, and then brought some prepared things, and the three of them set off to Longmen Bridge and Zhangjiafen Mountain.