Thanks to the fact that today's Xiaoshan is not as smooth as before, the people are getting denser, Xue Laosan slipped a burden, and before he walked a few steps, he encountered an empty car that dragged goods, and after talking for a few words, he got on the carriage.

It's not that the driver doesn't want to see him, and he doesn't let him sit in the cockpit, but at this moment, it's dusk, the slanting sun veins and the water is long, plus Xue Laosan knows that today's farewell to Xiaoshan is not as good as he responded, and the kind words of the villagers who gave him things will come to the door next year, but I'm afraid that it will be like stepping on it again, and I don't know what year and month it is, it is Xue Laosan at the moment, and there are really some gǎnjiào of "the grass and the sky are green on the side of the ancient road outside the long pavilion". "", hand hit

The truck is going to Huayuan, because of the last truck, the speed is naturally very fast, and the train from Xiaoshan to Huayuan is only an hour.

Xue Xiang just got off the truck and drove after a while.

It turned out that Zhou Mingfang had already known about the movement in Xiaoshan, so he also sent a car to pick up Xue Xiang, who Cheng thought, Xue Xiang went up, and the truck didn't catch up with two or three buses, so he took someone to hang around at the intersection, and just followed Xue Xiang.

When he arrived at Zhou Mingfang's office, it was only half past six in the evening, Huang Guan was also there, Zhou Ming was convenient to prepare Zhang Luo's dinner, who would have thought that this dinner had not been eaten in Huayuan after all, Feng Jing from the provincial capital came to call and invite everyone to Liaoyang. So"" See the latest chapter

Liaoyang is not close to Huayuan, and the express train will take two hours, but Minister Feng spoke, and everyone naturally méiyou objected.

Just like this, at ten o'clock in the evening, Shihou Xue Laosan took the rice bowl.

Mrs. Feng, who ate at Feng Jing's house for dinner, had good craftsmanship, although it was a table of home-cooked food, but it also brought out the flavor.

Feng Jing has a son and a daughter, both of whom are married, and neither of his sons and daughters-in-law are engaged in politics, but he is a people's teacher in a provincial key high school. It was the end of the semester and there was no way to rest at night, and the couple carried a thermos bucket by themselves. After saying hello to the three of them, they went back to school and went to work, and Mrs. Feng took care of the banquet and then accused everyone of their crimes. He also returned to the study.

It was Feng Jing who ate at night. Huang Guang, Zhou Ming, Fang Xue, three or four people.

Feng Jing's home is not in the compound of the Provincial Party Committee, but an ordinary house next to the compound of the Provincial Party Committee, the overall layout is simple and simple, and Xue Lao Sanji is appreciative.

In detail, Feng Jing's impression of Xue Xiang was not very good. Of course, this is not very good, it is completely Xue Laosan's disgust with officials in his previous life, thinking that it is good to drill the camp to welcome the officials. Not a good thing.

It was just Feng Jing's first impression of Xue that was exactly like this, but where did he go, Feng Jing was almost in danger at the beginning, and he naturally didn't care about decency when he was in danger.

Of course, this is not very good, and it will not make Xue Xiangzhen not want to see Feng Jing, but he is just a small thorn in his heart.

But today, when he stepped into Feng Jing's house, this simple and simple house, as well as the family with a strong bookish atmosphere, completely changed Xue Laosan's opinion of Feng Jing.

It is said that things gather like and people are divided by groups, although this may not be 100% accurate, but a person's family environment is the most reflective of a person's temperament.

Because it was a light meal, and the three officials were not good at drinking, the four of them had a few drinks and started the meal, Feng Jing and the three of them ate a bowl and stopped early, but Xue Laosan was swept away, and Feng Jing's rice pot almost didn't eat a hole.

To put it in detail, Xue Laosan is indeed hungry, he is really a day of water and rice, he has not had teeth, he didn't have time to get up in the morning, he went to the suburbs to welcome Minister Jin and others to have a meeting in the morning, seeing that the meeting was about to be dispersed for dinner, and there was a change in the siege of the city, and the dinner was just about to start, Feng Jing's phone call came, Liaoyang Xue Laosan is the master of national arts, but this five visceral temple has no food, and he is also very unhappy.

The guest invited to his own house has no food, whether it is a prince or a mustard, most of the people are embarrassed when they encounter this, and Feng Jing is exactly like this at the moment.

Minister Feng almost blushed, jumped to his feet, and called Mrs. Feng out to complain.

Mrs. Feng heard that there was no food, and she didn't believe it, muttering "I took four bowls of rice" while going into the kitchen, and after a few kitchens, a "huh" sound came, Mrs. Feng lit the gas again and asked how to give the next bowl of noodles, Xue Laosan responded generously, and said that it is best to get Zhou Mingfang and Huang Guan on the side, they are so ashamed to hide their faces and run away, it is too embarrassing to be a guest with this kind of person!

Commissioner Zhou and Xue Laosan are the most similar, he first stared at and then kicked Xue Laosan, but Xue Laosan's legs were like iron pillars compared to the city wall, Commissioner Zhou only stared at him and kicked his shoes, and Xue Laosan only cared about burying his head and chewing fiercely.

However, Feng Jing came back to his senses, sometimes greeted Xue Xiang with a smile, sometimes beckoned Mrs. Feng in the kitchen, and served the noodles together with a small tin pot for boiling porridge.

Mrs. Feng really did as Feng Jing ordered, and brought out a small tin pot with a three-pound load, and after the tin pot was brought to the table, Mrs. Feng did not move, and stood aside as if looking at the West

Jing generally wants to see how much appetite this young young student has.

Who would have thought that this would look at Mrs. Feng's mouth, and the bell was not closed.

But seeing this young young student, he took chopsticks and stirred a few times in the tin pot, stretched out his hand and served half a plate of braised spicy chicken into the tin pot, and then buried his head in it, three mouthfuls and two mouthfuls, a tin pot noodles went to the small half, and then Xue Laosan started to work, and the porcelain plates were all up and down by him, and the dishes on the plate were poured into the tin pot after stirring several times, and then he snorted and ate the sea, chewed up, and a pot of noodles made him eat half a minute.

Finally, Xue Laosan was full of wine and food, but the other three people in the room were dumbfounded.

After a long time, Zhou Mingfang suddenly said: "Xue Xiang, whether your kid is reincarnated as a starving ghost or the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie, this amount of food ......"

Zhou Mingfang stammered and marveled, Feng Jing and Huang Guan were also amazed for a while, but Mrs. Feng was frightened, afraid that Xue Laosan would break her stomach, and politely suggested that he should find a place to lie down first.

Xue Laosan said with a smile: "Auntie, my amount of food is natural, it is not hindered, and besides, the dishes you cook are really fragrant, I can't hold my mouth when I eat it." As he spoke, he pulled out his leg from under the table: "You look at Commissioner Zhou kicking me under me before, I can't stop my chopsticks." ”

"Hahaha......"

Xue Xiang's words made everyone happy.

After the meal, the four of them set up a coffee table under the old pine tree in front of Feng Jingtang, sat around to drink tea and talk.

It is a bright moon like a wheel, the night breeze is clear, lukewarm, quiet, and peaceful, but it is an excellent environment for chatting and meeting friends.

In fact, this moment is the core of their gathering.

"Listening to Lao Jin on the phone and saying that Xiaoshan is making a lot of trouble today, Lao Jin is a steady person, I see that he speaks with a little trill, then it must be very noisy, Xue Xiang Lao Jin has a lot of beautiful words for you, he is the most talkative, I rarely listen to him praise people, listen to his tone, it seems that he wants to call the Propaganda Department, let people go to Xiaoshan to pick miles!"

Divide the tea for the three of them, Minister Feng opened the conversation.

Xue Xiang waved his hand again and again: "Don't do it now, you are all in the same situation, you are really a lawsuit, I can't wait to bury my head in the ground, I am not uncommon!" ”

"Hahaha......"

The three of them laughed heartily, they are no better than others, it is true that Xue Xiang's situation is not good, not to mention anything else, just a few days ago, he Xue published an article in the People's Daily that almost defended himself, and it has almost become a magnet to attract swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

Of course, no one dares to directly refute that the exemption of agricultural taxes is a heinous act, bijing, this Xue Laosan has innate justice, and most of the firepower is actually in "Xue predicted that the Republic will be completely exempted from agricultural taxes in more than 20 years" and scolded him Xue for his great achievements.

Fortunately, Xue Laosan knew that this manuscript was in the hands of the old chief, and then it was published, but without changing a word, Xue Laosan would sit back and relax, and it was a provocation to these old guys who were usually idle, and it was difficult to stimulate Shihou, Xue Laosan simply avoided it, and simply didn't even read the newspaper to change to a moment of quietness.

Tranquility is not easy to come by, Xue Laosan does not want to be in the whirlpool of the storm anymore, to be honest, the name Xue Laosan has enough, almost to the point of disgust, if the provincial newspaper makes another such thing as "100,000 People Send Shuji Ji Jiao Yulu in the New Era", Yunyun Xue Laosan can go crazy.

Moreover, if such a report really came out, those people accused him of Xue being so happy and greedy for fame and fortune, wouldn't it be confirmed for Shengsheng.

After the four of them chatted for a while about Xue Xiang's scene in Xiaoshan today, the topic was quickly brought back on track by Feng Jing again.

"Xue Xiang doesn't know how Comrade An Yuan is doing, seeing that shihou is here, what is our shime charter this year?"

Feng Jing held the teacup and said a word, and gently scraped the edge of the cup with the tea lid, which seemed to be clear and calm, but as soon as these words came out, the teacup in the hands of Huang Guan and Zhou Mingfang rang out at the same time.

However, he said that this year's term of change was different from previous years, and the National People's Congress was postponed by a full four months, and the National People's Congress was not convened until September, which shows the jiliè of the game between all parties.

And the three in front of him, except for Zhou Mingfang, who was promoted to the main position as early as a few years ago, Feng Jing and Huang Guan are all people who are pursuing it, of course, although Zhou Mingfang is pursuing in his position, but when it comes to major matters within the faction, how can he not care In a sense, the height of the leader of the faction largely determines the height of other people in the faction.

Zhou Mingfang can't care too much!

And Feng Jing and Huang Guan are probably even more concerned, and Zhou Mingfang is three points, because these two are pursuing a lot in this election!