The next day, Chen Qingdong went to find the main figure in the petition incident, Yan Minglei, a former clerk of the Agricultural Office.

Before coming to Yan Minglei, Chen Qingdong also studied Yan Minglei's family situation and personal situation.

Yan Minglei's family lives in Sunzhuang in Shuangshan Town, Sunzhuang is a small village, adjacent to Beiyu Village, and there are 1780 households in the whole village, of which more than half of the villagers are surnamed Sun, so the situation in this village is mainly decided by the Sun family, the village party secretary and village chief of this village are all Sun family, and only the accountant surname Liu is in the team, and Liu is the second largest surname of Sun Zhuang, but it is not enough to challenge the authority of the Sun family in Sun Zhuang.

In order to firmly hold the control of Sunzhuang, the Sun family ensured that the village party secretary must let someone surnamed Sun serve as the secretary, and for this reason, the leadership team of Sunzhuang did not develop party members with foreign surnames for more than ten years. And people with other surnames, due to the small number of people, can only dare to be angry and dare not speak out about this approach to people surnamed Sun, let alone talk about having a place in Sun Zhuang's team.

It wasn't until two years ago that Zhou Tao, deputy director of the Organization Department of the county party committee, discovered this problem when he came to Shuangshan Town to investigate the situation of grassroots party organizations, and then forcibly ordered Sun Zhuang to develop party members with foreign surnames, so in the past two years, Sun Zhuang got rid of the situation that young party members were monopolized by the Sun family.

Yan Minglei is an outsider, his hometown is actually in Hebei Province, his father came to Shuangshan Town when the educated youth went to the countryside and the whole country, and finally took root here, married the only daughter of a doctor, and later inherited the mantle of the doctor, became a village doctor, and settled in Sunzhuang Village since then, and never left.

Yan Minglei is the only son of this village doctor.

In addition, Chen Qingdong also learned that Yan Minglei was an active member of the party who had just been recruited this spring, and it had not been a year yet. In the spring of next year, if Yan Minglei has no problems, he will be identified as a development target, and then further become a probationary party member or even a party member.

Because of this information about Yan Minglei, when Chen Qingdong came to Yan Minglei's house, his mood was a little heavy, and he was also seriously inadequate for Xinxin, who could successfully persuade Yan Minglei, because he knew that Yan Minglei and Chen Feng's situation was very different.

Yan Minglei's house is still good, red brick high wall, and even a gatehouse, the shape of the gatehouse and the tiles on it are very elegant, and it is also very characteristic of the age, you can see from this gatehouse, Yan Minglei's family has also been brilliant.

It's just that although this house is elegant, it is very dilapidated, and the exterior walls are already very mottled, which is obviously the vicissitudes of the years.

The two red solid wood doors at the gate of Yan Minglei's house are very stocky, but now the red paint on the outside has peeled off a lot, revealing the dark yellow solid wood color inside.

There are also two iron black knockers on these two doors, and there are six huge door nails arranged in a row next to them, standing at this door, Chen Qingdong almost feels that he is standing at the door of a large family in the old era.

Chen Qingdong grabbed the knocker and knocked it twice, and Yan Minglei's voice soon came from inside: "Who?" Wait a minute. ”

Soon, Yan Minglei opened the door from the inside, and when he saw that it was Chen Qingdong standing at the door, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Chen Qingdong smiled at him and said, "Minglei, I'm uninvited, I'm sorry." ”

Yan Minglei also immediately responded with a smile and said, "It's Qingdong!" Come in! Come in! At the same time, he stood sideways at the door and made a "please" gesture to Chen Qingdong.

Chen Qingdong smiled slightly and walked in.

Yan Minglei's yard is quite large, at least six points of land, which is twice as large as the yard of ordinary people's homes, and the shape of his yard is as exquisite as the appearance of his house, and the ground is rarely paved with red bricks, and a small exquisite garden has been opened up in a corner.

It's just that it's winter now, and except for a few plum blossoms standing proudly in the garden, the other flowers and plants have already withered and crushed into mud.

"Qingdong, go and sit in the house." Yan Minglei said politely.

"Okay." Chen Qingdong said, "Excuse me. ”

"Hehe, what's polite." Yan Minglei looked very enthusiastic on the surface, but some gloom flashed in his eyes that was difficult to hide.

Chen Qingdong followed Yan Minglei into the hall, and as soon as he entered, he smelled a pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine. This hall is connected to a bedroom inside, and there is a small doorway in the middle, through which Chen Qingdong sees that there seems to be a person lying on the bed inside.

Yan Minglei noticed Chen Qingdong's eyes, and said: "That's my father, paralyzed, he has to lie in bed every day, and he has other problems, he has to boil Chinese medicine for him every day, so that the house is full of the smell of Chinese medicine, and I hope you don't mind." ”

Listening to Yan Minglei's words, Chen Qingdong couldn't help but sigh, Yan Minglei and Chen Feng are both gentle and polite people, such people usually rarely quarrel with others, but now they have become the town's key care of petitioners, which is really ironic.

After knowing that it was Yan Minglei's old father who was sick in bed, Chen Qingdong walked in, came to Yan Minglei's father's bedside, reached out and held Yan Minglei's father's dry and thin left hand, leaned over, and said a useless nonsense to Yan Minglei's father: "Uncle, are you feeling better?" ”

Yan Minglei's father should not be very old, Yan Minglei is his only child, and now he is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, so Yan Minglei's father is at most in his sixties, but maybe he is paralyzed in bed all the year round, so he looks like an old man of seventy or eighty years old.

Yan Minglei's father moved the corners of his mouth a few times at Chen Qingdong, and said a few words weakly, but the voice was too small for Chen Qingdong to hear clearly, so he leaned over and said, "Uncle, what did you say?" ”

Seeing Chen Qingdong bending his head to listen to his father's words, Yan Minglei was a little moved.

Since his father was paralyzed in bed, there were always many strange smells on his body, and he often had to boil Chinese medicine in this room, so the strange smell in this room was mixed with the smell of Chinese medicine, which was very unpleasant.

Over the years, Yan Minglei and his wife have been taking care of his father closely, so they have become accustomed to these smells, but Yan Minglei knows very well that if an outsider comes to his house, it is very unbearable to bear this smell.

And Chen Qingdong not only didn't have any disgusted expression for this smell, but also listened to his father so closely, he spontaneously felt respected, and suddenly had a lot of good feelings for Chen Qingdong in his heart.

Yan Minglei's father's voice was still very weak, Chen Qingdong still didn't hear what his father said clearly, although Yan Minglei stood aside, but because he was already very familiar with his father's speaking habits and mouth shape, he heard it, so he said for his father: "Qingdong, what my father said was 'much better, thank you'." ”

Chen Qingdong smiled at Yan Minglei and nodded, grabbed Yan Minglei's father's hand again, and said, "Uncle, have a good rest." ”

Yan Minglei knew that although Chen Qingdong didn't dislike the strange smell of his father, he was actually just forcibly enduring it, so he said, "Qingdong, let's go outside and talk." ”

"Okay." Chen Qingdong responded, and then patted Yan Minglei's father's hand before following Yan Minglei out.

In fact, Chen Qingdong was also very unbearable to Yan Minglei's family, especially the pungent smell of patients on his father, and he was talking to Yan Minglei's father so close just now, in fact, he mainly wanted to express a kind of respect for Yan Minglei.

Chen Qingdong knows very well that although the specific circumstances of Yan Minglei and Chen Feng are different, there is one thing that the two have in common, that is, they are extremely eager to be respected by others.

Perhaps, this is also a common problem of all those who are unsatisfactory, because they have no confidence, so they hope to make themselves feel that they are actually important through the respect of others.

After coming to the living room and sitting down, Yan Minglei soaked Chen Qingdong with tea water.

Although it was just an ordinary glass, an ordinary tea, and an ordinary boiled water, I don't know if it was a mental factor or the strange smell in the room was too strong, Chen Qingdong felt that the taste of this cup of tea was also strange, and it was really difficult to swallow, so after taking a sip, he gently put down the cup.

Before starting to talk about business, Chen Qingdong chatted with Yan Minglei casually, so as not to talk about business when he came up, and the topic seemed too blunt.

"Ming Lei, what caused Uncle's illness? Is it easy to cure? Chen Qingdong asked.

"My dad was paralyzed by a brainstem tumor, and with the current level of medical care, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cure." Yan Minglei smiled bitterly, "Moreover, even if it can be cured, with my family's economic situation, I can't afford it at all." ”

Of course, Chen Qingdong also knew that Yan Minglei's family situation was very difficult, otherwise he would not have been expelled because he could not pay the fundraising funds within the time limit.

"How many years?" Chen Qingdong asked without words.

"It's been more than four years......," Yan Minglei said after thinking about it.

"Oh." Chen Qingdong answered, and there was nothing to say, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Chen Qingdong didn't say what he meant, although Yan Minglei could guess about it, he didn't take the initiative to say it, and he couldn't find any other topics, so he persuaded: "Come, Qingdong, drink water." ”

Although Chen Qingdong didn't want to drink it very much, he still picked up the cup and drank it a little, knowing that such a small talk would have no effect, so he quickly organized the language in his mind, put down the cup, and said bluntly: "Ming Lei, in fact, I came here this time, mainly because of Mayor Hao's request, about you to petition." ”

Speaking of this, Chen Qingdong stopped his mouth and looked at Yan Minglei's reaction seriously.