Wang Zijun waved his hand and signaled Dong Changgang not to say any more. At this time, the children who were reciting had finished reciting a Chinese text, and the middle-aged man who was their teacher took out a wooden stick from the side of his chair, stood up with the stick on his shoulder, and wrote a few words on the blackboard.

"I did my homework in the second grade, and now I am in the third grade." As he spoke, the man pulled up his chair and moved. And when he moved the chair, Wang Zijun noticed that the man's tuǐ was a little disabled.

Just as the man was about to give a lecture, a student found Wang Zijun and the others, and the teacher looked at the people standing outside the window and put down the textbook in his hand.

"Teacher Yan, the leader above is here." Village Elder Zhao saw the teacher looking at him, and hurriedly said loudly to the teacher.

Teacher Yan obviously rarely encountered this kind of thing, and after Lao Zhao shouted, he paused for half a minute, and this time he moved towards Wang Zijun and the others with difficulty. And in his walking, people felt a trace of pity for his injured tuǐ.

"Teacher Yan, you better go to class first, let's just take a look." When Teacher Yan's tuǐ was about to move off the podium, Wang Zijun hurriedly greeted him. At this time, Wang Zijun greeted him, and he didn't have the slightest feeling of showing off in his heart, he felt that he should meet him.

Teacher Yan didn't expect that this young cadre would hold him, let alone that he would send himself back to the podium. Although he did not have much contact with the township cadres, he still had an impression of the number one in the township.

When he inadvertently set his eyes on Dong Changgang, he found that Dong, who had been high-spirited in the past, was waving his hand at him at this time, which meant that he should do what this young cadre ordered.

After Wang Zijun helped Teacher Yan back to his seat, he walked towards the back of the classroom, there was no stool in the classroom at all, he could only stand there.

Lin Shuqiang saw Wang Zijun standing there, and hurriedly followed, although he really wanted to get Wang a stool to sit on, but he still suppressed this idea, he can be the director of the office of the Provincial Party Committee of the Communist Youth League, he is also a person who knows the times, and knows that at this time, it is not comfortable not to patronize the leader.

Although Teacher Yan was full of apprehension, he still continued the class. Wang Zijun was also a teacher in his previous life, and he could hear the quality of teaching as soon as he heard it. Although Mr. Yan does not teach in simple terms, he is very serious in the course.

The students in the mountains had never seen anything in the world, and they were very surprised by these sudden visitors, but soon, they put their minds on their own studies. The classroom of Baijiazhai Primary School is no different from the past.

Half an hour passed, and Wang Zijun stood motionless at the back of the classroom to listen to the lecture, although others were in the classroom, his mind was already hovering nine days away. This time he came down to investigate, and it was not a random one. He wanted to use this research activity as a main starting point for the new official to open up the work situation when he took office.

Wang Zijun had already expected the situation he would encounter in this investigation, but he didn't expect that the place he could see was a little worse than he imagined.

The student baby who happily got out of class woke Wang Zijun from his deep groan, and at this time, Teacher Yan also walked towards Wang Zijun with the support of village elder Zhao.

"Wang, this is Teacher Yan from our village, who has been teaching in the village primary school for nearly 20 years!" Lao Zhao saw Wang Zijun's gaze looking at Teacher Yan, so he hurriedly said.

Looking at the emaciated and tired man in front of him, Wang Zijun gently stretched out his hand and shook his hand with chalk dust, and said sincerely: "Teacher Yan, you have made a lot of contributions!" After a hard day, you can rest first. ”

When he walked out of the classroom, Dong Changgang walked quickly to Wang Zijun's side and said, "Wang, because of the tight finances, the town has not invested enough in the school, I will review it for you!" ”

"Dong, I know what you want to say, let's talk about it later." Wang Zijun waved his hand at Dong Changgang, signaling that he didn't need to say anything more.

The sky is getting dark, so it is impossible to leave Baijiazhai. Although Wang Zijun repeatedly said that the guests were as they pleased, and that they could simply eat something, Zhao Zhao, the village elder of Baijiazhai, still asked his wife to take out twenty yuan from the family's money box, go to the only consignment point in the village to buy back two narrow strips of five-flowered and three-layer meat, and kill an old hen that laid eggs.

Wang Zijun sat in the courtyard of the village elder Zhao's house, and Lao Zhao's mother-in-law was cooking in front of a large pot in the courtyard. It's been a long time since I've gone so deep into the grassroots level, and Wang Zijun watched with interest as the old Zhao family was busy in front of the stove.

It seems that the meat that Lao Zhao's family just bought was skinned, and Lao Zhao's family quickly cut it into even long strips, added peppercorns, garlic cloves, and shallot segments, and boiled them in white water. She didn't have a boiling pot, firstly, to save some soybean oil, and secondly, she felt that there was fat in the meat, and after slow boiling, the oil star would naturally come out, one by one, and simmer on the soup noodles. When the oil stars gathered more and more, and the soup noodles showed signs of starry sky, Lao Zhao's family fished out a few sauerkraut from their pickle jar, cut them into shreds, and threw them into the pot. The glamorous strips of meat and the dull sauerkraut, instigated by the fire, began a non-stop pro-wěn.

The smell of meat wafted out, and the soup gradually tightened, and at this time, the old Zhao family took out a lock of white-bearded vermicelli from the stove house and sprinkled it in, watching it change from stiff to soft, and the whole body was transparent, like a ray of light illuminating the soup, and then happily removed the soup pot from the stove.

The sliced meat and sauerkraut vermicelli soup here has just been prepared, and the chicken stewed mountain mushrooms in a small pot stove temporarily erected over there are also steaming, and the fragrance is coming to the nose, Lao Zhao and Lao Zhao's faces are very relieved, just like a person who has been shrouded in yīn rain for many days suddenly saw the sun, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

Several people gathered in front of the pot, eating bowl after bowl after bowl, holding the old Zhao's steamed jujube flower bun in their hands. It can be said that this sliced meat sauerkraut vermicelli soup made by Lao Zhao's family has never been eaten by Wang Zijun in any luxuriously decorated hotel.

Because the atmosphere of the meal was very good, Lu Heliang and Dong Changgang and the others did not have any worries before inviting Wang Zijun to dinner, Wang Zijun smiled lightly at Lao Zhao, and asked bluntly: "Village Chief Zhao, do you have any wine?" If you have any wine, call Teacher Yan, let's have two drinks. ”

"There's wine, there's wine!" Lao Zhao didn't expect that this young leader from the province would be so easy-going, and he would ask for wine for himself. At the moment, he hurriedly agreed: "But there is no good wine, it is all home-brewed grain wine." ”

"The grain wine is good, the taste is mellow, and it tastes good!" Wang Zijun waved his hand and said with a smile.

Dong Changgang didn't expect that Wang, who didn't drink a drop of wine when eating in the township, would actually take the initiative to ask for wine in this poor mountain village. Although he didn't come to Baijiazhai many times, but what kind of wine was produced in Baijiazhai, he also knew in his heart that when he thought of the wine that was a little bitter when he drank it, he regretted a little why he didn't bring two bottles of wine when he came.

However, as Wang Zijun naturally drank a glass of wine, Dong Changgang's heart was relieved of most of it. In addition to the fragrant stew of the dishes on the table, the chicken stewed with mountain mushrooms served in a coarse porcelain casserole, a pot of sliced meat and sauerkraut vermicelli soup, and Lao Zhao's mother-in-law hurriedly prepared home-cooked dishes such as boiled peanuts and fried eggs with leeks.

What made Dong Changgang even more pleased was that during the meal, Wang Zijun almost didn't ask about the work at the village level, although he was not idle, but he said some random gossip.

Facing Wang Zijun, at the beginning, Lao Zhao and Teacher Na Yan were still a little unable to let go, but as a third of the old wine was drunk, the two of them gradually relaxed, the reason why they were able to relax, one was because of Wang Zijun's casual treatment, and the other was because of a few glasses of wine, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

In the conversation with Wang Zijun, Lao Zhao also found that the young king did not know anything, on the contrary, for many situations in the village, he was like an out-and-out farmer, and his heart was bright.

"Wang, I salute you, if it weren't for Dong saying that you are a big leader from above, I would still think that you are a cadre of Bao Village sent to us by the town." Lao Zhao raised his wine glass and toasted Wang Zijun, and said with a smile.

Dong Changgang frowned, and hurriedly looked towards Wang Zijun, but saw that Wang Zijun also picked up the cup and touched a cup with Lao Zhao, without the slightest appearance of anger.

Although the grain wine in Baijiazhai is not good, the alcohol content is not high, Wang Zijun drank a few glasses, but his mind was still clear. After Lao Zhao sat down, Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Although I haven't stayed in our township, but in other places, I have worked for two years, I have never eaten pork, and I have never seen a pig go." ”

As he spoke, he picked up his wine glass and glanced at Teacher Yan and said, "Teacher Yan, I heard Lao Zhao say that you have been teaching in our village school for nearly 20 years, I won't say anything, come, let's have a drink!" ”

Teacher Yan is obviously not a talker, and after coming to this occasion, he rarely spoke, but looking at the wine glass brought by Wang Zijun, Teacher Yan's eyes were still a little shining. At this time, he already knew Wang Zijun's identity from the conversation, the deputy of the Youth League Provincial Committee who presided over the work, that is, a leading cadre of about the same level as the deputy mayor, and now, not only did he not put on any official stands, but also toasted himself so movingly.

"Thank you, King." Pressing the jī movement in his heart, Mr. Yan picked up the wine glass and drank it.

After Lao Zhao picked up the wine glass and filled it to Wang Zijun and Teacher Yan, he had already let go of his son a little and said with emotion: "Wang, Dong, don't think that my Lao Zhao has some of his own people praising his own people, to be honest, in this hundred villages, I admire Teacher Yan the most, and I feel the most Teacher Yan." If it weren't for Teacher Yan, not to mention these students now, even those boys in the past, they wouldn't have a place to go to school! ”

"Lao Zhao, what are you doing talking about in front of the king?" Teacher Yan waved his hand at Lao Zhao, trying to stop Lao Zhao from continuing.

"Teacher Yan, don't stop me, I just want to say what is in my heart. Wang, you don't mind hearing a few words from me, do you? Lao Zhao glanced at Wang Zijun a little staggeringly and said, "Wang, you won't mind me saying this, right?" ”

Wang Zijun looked at Lao Zhao, who was obviously a little drunk, and smiled lightly: "Here, you are the landlord, how can I mind?" Besides, I love to hear about it, too. ”

"Look, Wang doesn't mind, Mr. Yan, what else are you stopping me? In fact, I have wanted to say these words to you for a long time, but I have not been looking for it today, and while the king is here, I must pour out the words in my heart to you. Teacher Yan, the old and young masters of our Baijiazhai all remember your great kindness, since you came to our village, you have been good to the children with all your heart. A few years ago, you had the opportunity to be transferred, but I blamed me for going to you and leaving you behind. ”

"If you leave, you should be in the city now, maybe you will live in a building, if you leave, you won't let the rocks of the mudslide smash your tuǐ in order to save those three children......"

Speaking of the back, Lao Zhao whimpered a little, but no one here laughed at him, looking at this man in his forties like this, Wang Zijun's heart was more emotional.

However, when Teacher Yan persuaded Lao Zhao, Wang Zijun's eyes were gently raised, and what he looked at was no longer Lao Zhao, but Dong Changgang, who was sitting not far from Lao Zhao.

Dong Changgang was a little restless at this time, and Wang Zijun's gaze made his forehead continue to break out in cold sweat, although Wang Zijun didn't say anything, but he already understood that Wang should have doubts about that matter.

"Wang, I'm ......" Dong Changgang wanted to speak and explain, but after shouting Wang Zijun, he suddenly found that he had nothing to say to Wang Zijun at all.

Wang Zijun waved his hand and didn't let Dong Changgang continue, this was enough, and the suspicion in his heart had been confirmed at this time.

Lu Heliang looked at Wang Zijun's somewhat serious expression, and he was also a little overwhelmed. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew that the king was not happy!

"Wang, my old Zhao doesn't like to beg people, but I still want to ask you, can you let Teacher Yan become a regular, he has been a substitute teacher for too long......"

Wang Zijun didn't nod or say anything, just asked people to help Lao Zhao to rest, and with Lao Zhao's departure, the atmosphere that was happy just now suddenly became depressing.

Lao Zhao left drunk, and the wine and rice in the small courtyard of the farmhouse ended in a hurry with the pot of noodle and leaf soup served by Lao Zhao's woman. Although the villagers' accommodation is tight, with Dong Changgang here, Lao Zhao naturally took great pains to arrange it.

Wang Zijun's residence was arranged in a relatively wealthy farmer's house, and the quilt seemed to be newly made by the villagers, and I heard that it was prepared for the marriage of his daughter. Although the fabric is a home-woven coarse cloth, because it was dried in the setting sun, there is also a smell of sunshine, and it is new cotton.

Until Lao Zhao went to sleep drunk, Wang Zijun didn't say anything, but the more this happened, the more uneasy Lu Heliang and Dong Changgang's hearts became, and it was better to reprimand them with their heads and faces, the more silent they were, it means that this matter has not been turned over by Wang.

When Lao Zhao asked Wang Zijun to solve the identity of this private teacher for Teacher Yan, Lu Heliang was ready in his heart, as long as Wang Zijun brought this forward, he would definitely nod and agree immediately.

However, the king didn't say anything, which made Lu Heliang's heart full of apprehension. However, he immediately comforted himself that this kind of private teacher thing, not to mention in their area, is a lot in the province, and the leaders have long been accustomed to this kind of problem, and they should not delve into it.

Compared with Lu Heliang, Dong Changgang is spinning around like an ant on a hot pot, what he is anxious about is not the question of whether Mr. Yan will turn positive, he is worried about another problem.

At this time, he couldn't wait to slap himself in the mouth, if he hadn't introduced Xiao Guo with more mouths, how could he poke out a basket with a crown and Li Dai?

Who saved the people from last year's mudslide, as the party committee of Tateyama Town, of course, he knows it well. It's just that in order to please Xiao Guo's uncle, he asked people to come to Baijiazhai to do work, and put this matter on Xiao Guo's head.

Unexpectedly, Zhao, the village elder of this hundred villages, brought up the old matter again and told Wang again, which broke the previous rendering! It's still the mudslide, or the same rescue incident, but the hero who rescued was unknowingly changed hands! Will this king listen to his heart?

It's better not to take it personally, if this ear goes in, that ear comes out. Dong Changgang knew that this young Youth League Provincial Committee did not have much affiliation with him, but he also understood one thing: as long as this leader moved his mouth, he wanted to take down himself, which was a matter of one sentence. The leaders of the districts and counties will not have to make enemies with this promising young leader because of their own small party committee.

After hesitating again and again, he still made up his mind, he had to take the initiative in this matter! After thinking about it, he secretly came to the courtyard where Wang Zijun lived and wanted to talk to him!

I saw that the light was on in Wang Zijun's room, and Wang Zijun under the light was chatting with the landlord without saying a word.

With enough courage, Dong Changgang finally decided to go on this journey, and he gently knocked on the door of Wang Zijun's room and shouted softly.

Cai Chenbin and Wang Zijun lived in the same house, and when they heard Dong Changgang's shout, they opened the door directly. Dong Changgang saw Wang Zijun sitting on the chuáng, and he didn't know why his heart trembled a little.

Dong Laizijun still had a smile on his face, waved his hand at Dong Changgang, and motioned for him to sit down.

"I'll see if there's anything else you need." Dong Changgang cautiously glanced at Wang Zijun and asked softly.

"It's almost ready here, Dong, you bother. By the way, after we leave tomorrow, you can't afford to pay for accommodation. Wang Zijun smiled at Dong Changgang and said.

"Naturally, naturally, we must not let the masses suffer." Dong Changgang nodded repeatedly, for him, what he wants to do most now is to behave well in front of this king, and to gain a little impression for himself.

The landlord didn't dare to make a noise after Dong Chang just came, originally he just thought that the young man who gave himself cigarettes and talked to him about the harvest in the village was just an ordinary cadre from the province, but now looking at Dong's cautious appearance, the identity of this young man is much higher than he imagined.

"No, no, it's just a one-night stay, it's nothing." The landlord didn't dare to speak, but when he heard the two leaders mention the matter of his family, he hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"Lao He, you don't have to excuse yourself, you still have to pay for the hotel, you just want to drive me away!" Wang Zijun waved his hand lightly at the landlord and said undoubtedly.

The landlord who has already associated Wang Zijun with him, where does he dare to say anything, just say again and again, what is polite to his own house.

Wang Zijun looked at Dong Changgang, the flicker in Dong Changgang's eyes naturally couldn't hide from him, he waved his hand lightly: "Dong, I'm talking about talking to you, don't stand, sit down." ”

Dong Changgang sat down anxiously, he had not seen the superior leaders before, even in the face of the main leaders who came down to inspect in the city, he could also sort out his thoughts and export the rules. However, now in the face of this approachable and easy-going young leader, it seems that he has a tight spell on his head, and his brain does not listen to his own command at all!

Wang Zijun is no stranger to the cadres in the township, he and Dong Changgang talked about the economic development of the township, talked about the work in the township, and even mentioned the two dramas of rural work, family planning homestead. In the face of Wang Zijun's eloquent talk, Dong Changgang also relaxed a lot, and he admired this young leader a little more in his heart. In particular, Wang Zijun's several expositions on the rural economy made Dong Changgang feel a sense of brightness.

To say that Wang Zijun became a department-level leader at such a young age, Dong Changgang did not disagree with it in his heart, it was false, but now listening to Wang Zijun's speech, he felt that even if this young man had a background, he himself had two brushes.

"Wang, did you also work down there?" Dong Changgang glanced up at Wang Zijun and asked softly.

"Wang used to be a party committee in the township, but not in the mountain province." Cai Chenbin, who was sitting next to him tinkering with the game console, interjected.

Wang also served as a township party committee? This was something that Dong Changgang didn't expect, in his mind, Wang was in an official position at such a young age, and he should have been parachuted down from above.

"Wang, I want to give you a review, our town's work has not been done well, I promise you, in the future work, we will definitely work harder, do everything possible to grasp the town's economic construction and compulsory education." Seeing that the time was almost up, Dong Changgang began to review again.

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Dong, you just have this thought, you don't have to show me anything here, even if you express your position well, I can't promote you, I can't rob you of the work of the head of the organization." However, there is one sentence I still want to encourage Dong Gong, as an official, even if he can't benefit one party, at least he has to do a few real things for the people, so that he can feel at ease! ”

Wang Zijun's joke, Dong Changgang also laughed, seeing that Wang Zijun was still interested in joking with himself, Dong Changgang's heart let go a lot, and secretly thought to himself, maybe this king didn't see the flaw at all.

Dong Changgang sat for a while and left, and the landlord left not long after Dong Changgang came. With Dong Changgang's departure in the room, only Wang Zijun and Cai Chenbin were left.

"Wang, it's not early, you should rest early." Cai Chenbin looked at his watch and said softly to Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun nodded: "Chen Bin, how did you ask about the matter I asked you to inquire about?" ”

"Wang, I asked, there was a small mudslide in Lishan Town last year, and Teacher Yan's tuǐ was to save the three students, and one of the rescued people was the daughter of our landlord."

Wang Zijun took a cigarette and smoked it quietly, Cai Chenbin hesitated, but still said: ", this matter is obvious, that Xiao Guo simply took the credit of Teacher Yan." ”

"I know that." Wang Zijun waved his hand and said lightly.

Cai Chenbin looked at Wang Zijun in the middle of the groaning, and he didn't understand in his heart, all the time, the king has always dealt with things, and he has always been true to his words, resolute, and resolute, even in the face of the leaders of his superiors, he has rarely seen him hesitate so much, what is wrong now? Isn't it just a town party committee, as long as the king speaks, even if it is the district party committee of the district, it will give the king a face!

"Sleep." Wang Zijun gently extinguished the cigarette on the brick wall, and then casually blew out the oil lamp not far away.

In the morning of the mountain village, the air seems to have been cleaned, exceptionally fresh, when Wang Zijun got up, most of the villagers who had developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early had already gotten up, and the landlord Lao He said hello to Wang Zijun, and then hurriedly went to the field to get crops, leaving only the eldest daughter and the nine-year-old daughter who were left at home.

The girls in the village were very shy, and they avoided Wang Zijun as much as possible for Wang Zijun, who lived in their house, Lao He's eldest daughter just nodded to Wang Zijun, and walked quickly towards the kitchen, while the younger daughter took a textbook made of thick brown paper and recited it.

"Xiaoxia, you pronounced the word wrong, this word has two pronunciations, although the one you read is also correct, but in this text, you can't pronounce it like this." Looking at the girl sitting on a small stool studying, Wang Zijun said with a smile.

Unlike her sister, Xiaoxia, who is still a child, is not shy, she is just curious about Wang Zijun who lives in her own home, but she doesn't have the courage to talk to her, at this time she saw this young big brother greeting herself with a smile, she suddenly became bolder. ro！。