Chapter 152: No Leaks

For Zhu Xuechang's arrival, the people in the class were not surprised at all, they didn't even mind the iron piece, they wished that Zhu Xuechang would come a few more times, so that they could give themselves a few more opportunities to relax.

"Uncle Zhu, what's the matter?" Xu Xuecheng said lazily.

In the past two days, he finally had time to calm down and do exercises with Yu Ping, and flirt with Sister Ye, in the eyes of outsiders, Xu Xuecheng must have been struggling to support under the rainstorm attack of the Yuan family's father and son some time ago, in fact, he was happy.

"Governor Qin asked me to take you to his house for a light meal,"

Zhu Xuechang noticed Xu Xuecheng's serious unkindness, and felt that he was disgusted.

Just kidding, if you hadn't helped you stab the evidence of the Yuan family's father and son to the Commission for Discipline Inspection, if you hadn't mobilized the old chief to support you, if you hadn't escorted you all the way, would these industries under your name still be so complete, and you still have time to wander around the school every day?

Well, although he knew that without himself, Xu Xuecheng would not lose anything, and it was a big deal that others didn't want it, and the family moved to Shenzhen, Zhu Xuechang still couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Don't say it's impossible, since Xu Xuecheng revealed that he had a stake in the Yellow River Industry, Zhu Xuechang knew that the shrewd little ghost in front of him had already established himself in an invincible position, no wonder he was not in a hurry at all, he dared to be tough with Yuan Zheng, if the Yellow River Industry stood behind him, he would dare to slap the table with the old leader.

"Oh, I know" Xu Xuecheng yawned, everyone else is sleepy in spring and autumn, why is he so sleepy in summer.

Holding back the feeling of wanting to strangle Xu Xuecheng, Zhu Xuechang still smiled and said, "Then are you free on Sunday, I'll pick you up." ”

"Yes, of course there is, my grandfather invited me to dinner, how can I not go,"

Xu Xuecheng's face was filial, and Zhu Xuechang's teeth were itching.

He has been an official for decades, and he has been following the old leader for decades, and he has never been invited to eat at home, so it seems that he is not close to Xu Xuecheng.

"But don't you go in and see Zhu Xinyu?" Xu Xuecheng asked.

Others are three times through the door and do not enter, Zhu Xuechang is three times through the door of the class and do not enter, look at his son, this does not delay anything.

"My son, he doesn't want me to give me special treatment, otherwise how would he go to the county No. 1 high school to study. ”

Speaking of his son, Zhu Xuechang's face was full of pride.

Think about it, in the past, the county No. 1 Middle School was famous and after Principal Yang presided over the school's work, a faculty representative meeting was held to make suggestions for running a good education, and hundreds of people went online, and the two of them were admitted to Huaqing University before they became famous in the province.

Now it is just an ordinary county-level middle school, and there is still a gap compared to the city, if it weren't for Zhu Xinyu's thoughts, why wouldn't he go to school in the city, the educational environment could be better.

Xu Xuecheng has never had the habit of overturning a boatload of people with a rod, the second generation of officials is corrupt, and naturally there are diligent talents, like Zhu Xinyu, who obviously belongs to the latter, Xu Xuecheng is still very happy to be friends with this kind of person.

Qin Chuhe lives in the No. 2 courtyard of the Provincial Party Committee's family home, saying that it is the No. 2 courtyard, but in fact, it is a small bungalow with a large size, and the only place that shows its dignity is probably the small courtyard in front of the house.

When Xu Xuecheng arrived, he saw the little old man fiddling with his yard.

It's not watering flowers and cutting grass, but planting vegetables, a bunch of peppers are green and red, there are two rows of garlic seedlings next to it, verdant shallots are planted in the cracks between the vegetable furrows, and the cabbage is watered and there are still crystal full droplets.

What Qin Chuhe did was to use a small nail hoe to loosen the soil for the garlic seedlings, dig and warp, and then pat it with his hand, and sprinkle it with his hand with a little water.

"Old leader," Zhu Xuechang shouted.

Qin Chuhe stood up from the side of the vegetable bed, still carrying a small hoe with mud in one hand,

"Xuechang is here, Xu Xiaozi is also here, come in quickly, and let my wife cook for you." ”

Xu Xuecheng took two steps forward and took the small hoe, "Grandpa Qin, I didn't expect you to grow vegetables yourself." ”

The little old man happily flushed his hand with the faucet, sweating a handful, "Do you think I'm the kind of pampered official, when I was in Yan'an, I didn't do anything myself." ”

Among the officials of the older generation, there is no shortage of such comrades, like Premier Zhou, who take braised peanuts as snacks, there are very few after the end of the century, and before Xu Xuecheng is reborn, it will be even more scarce, and even an ordinary clerk can eat a meal in the thousands.

"That's that, Grandpa Qin, your kung fu for this kind of cuisine, and my grandfather's fight, he used to be an instructor in the production team. Xu Xuecheng slapped a fart lightly.

"You, it's this sweet mouth, no wonder you can fool Hong Kong businessmen, haha. ”

The little old man seemed to be in a good mood, and took Xu Xuecheng's hand and led him into the living room.

The decoration inside the room is just like the courtyard outside, it is plain like an ordinary family courtyard, and it is not even as good as the courtyard that Xu Xuecheng built for himself.

Qin Chuhe's wife is a lovely old lady next door, seeing Xu Xuecheng is very enthusiastic, with melon seeds and candy, "Chengcheng, these things don't have teeth to eat on weekdays, you eat more." ”

"Okay, okay, grandma, I'm running out of food. Xu Xuecheng stuffed another piece of toffee into his mouth and said in a muttered manner.

"Yes, yes, look at me, I'm almost old and confused, then you guys rest first, I'll see that the meat in the pot is almost cooked. ”

The food at noon is very simple, a plate of peanuts, a bowl of braised pork, braised a local river carp, and a plate of green garlic seedlings grown by Qinchu River, the aroma is amazing.

There is no chemical fertilizer, and there are no various chemical seasonings, just simple stewing and stir-frying, the combination of heat and seasoning, the white rice and crystal gravy burst out of the amazing fragrance in the mouth, stimulating the taste buds in Xu Xuecheng's mouth.

"If it's delicious, let's have another bowl!" Grandma Qin saw that Xu Xuecheng was eating happily, with a smile on her face, and wanted to come over to serve Xu Xuecheng a meal.

"Thank you, grandma, I'll just be able to do it myself. ”

He rushed into the kitchen, filled himself with a full bowl, poured some broth, and began to gulp again.

Qin Chuhe did not lose his peasant family nature because he was in a high position, probably because he was brought up by Xu Xuecheng to have an appetite, his food seemed to be similar to Xu Xuecheng, holding a bowl and pouring some broth, and the bowl was gone.

"Eat less meat, the doctor said, tell you not to eat so much fatty meat. "Grandma Qin confiscated the black pottery bowl in his hand when his wife was about to serve the third bowl.

"When Lao Tzu was young, he took care of others, but when he was old, he came back down, and was taken care of by others, what do you call this!"

The little old man played with a child's temper, angrily brewed himself a cup of strong tea, read the newspaper while talking, and from time to time "puffed" a large leaf of tea from his mouth.

After the meal was full, Xu Xuecheng sat next to Qin Chuhe, "Grandpa Qin, look what good things I brought you!"

Qin Chuhe watched Xu Xuecheng take out an altar from his bag, the mouth of the altar was still sealed with yellow mud, and the color was dull, obviously it had been a long time.

"Wine?"

"That's right, more than ten years of good wine!"

In Xujiawu, there is a custom, no matter who builds a new house, they will bury a few jars of wine at their door, and when the next generation of people in the family moves out, they will dig out this "family wine" and practice it.

The small jar brought by Xu Xuecheng was buried by his grandfather more than ten years ago, and it is a year older than him, which can be described as a real old wine.

Knocking on the sealing mud, a pungent fragrance of grains mixed with alcohol came to his nose, and he scooped a spoonful to Qin Chuhe, who took a sip, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Fragrant, pure, good wine!"

"How does it compare to Moutai?" asked Xu Xuecheng with a smile.

"Moutai, what do you kid think?"