Postscript II

Outside the car, everything has withered, and the cold wind is killing, but sitting in the car, the gentle warm breeze gives people a spring-like feeling. Zhang Qibao, secretary of the Jiang Provincial Party Committee, who was sitting in the car, was looking closely at the man sitting next to him.

Although the man has reached the peak of his age, his eyebrows and eyes not only do not look old, but give people a feeling of becoming more and more energetic. He was too familiar with this man, after all, when he was in Midong, he was the secretary general of the provincial government who was personally picked up by this man.

In the blink of an eye, all these years have passed. In the past time, this leader, who was judged by himself to have a bright future, is striding steadily towards that rugged road. And at that time, he just wanted to retire with a vice-ministerial treatment, and now he has begun to take charge of the government.

Vicissitudes of life!

In addition to feeling emotional, Zhang Qibao's eyes looked at Wang Zijun again, and Wang Zijun still looked out the window speechlessly, which made Zhang Qibao look a little trance, as if he had returned to his days in Midong.

Back then, in Midong, wasn't this how I accompanied Governor Wang to investigate!

But at this time, once it reaches a certain point, it will not change because of anyone's mind. Otherwise, Zhang Qibao is really willing to go back in time and accompany his old leader to take a walk and turn around on the territory of Midong.

However, these distracting thoughts were quickly driven out of Zhang Qibao's heart. As the secretary of the provincial party committee of Jiang Province, he thinks about too many things, and there are too many things that require him to make decisions. But now, there is only one thing on his mind: to arrange Secretary Wang's visit to Jiang Province for investigation this time. Although he has not been in office for too long as the secretary of the provincial party committee, he is the secretary of the provincial party committee of Jiang Province after all.

Zhang Qibao is a prince in the end, but. No matter how quick his mind was, he couldn't imagine that Wang Zijun would come here on this cold day. Zhang Qibao can't assess how this incident will affect him, but one thing is certain: Secretary Wang's investigation is bound to leave a huge suspense in the political arena of Jiang Province: what is Secretary Wang's motive for this trip.

Was it a whim, or was there something else? Could it be that something or someone here alarmed the leaders, so that Secretary Wang changed his itinerary to this city?

If that's the case, then it's a big deal! Zhang Qibao with thoughts flashing in his heart. I couldn't help but glance at the secretary of the municipal party committee who was sitting not far away.

Although the secretary of the municipal party committee was sitting upright at this time, he was also the master of watching the six roads and listening to all directions, and the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the secretary of the provincial party committee glancing at him, his expression became more serious, and his heart became more and more uneasy. For Secretary Wang, he can go to his own jurisdiction for research. He was both loving and afraid. In the past few years, he has pouted his ass, worried about the local economic development, and exhausted almost all means, who doesn't want the leader to see his political achievements?

Maybe Secretary Wang's field research, after Longyan Dayue, his career will be able to step into a fast lane. After all, it's better to see than to hear. Let your report materials be reported in a prosperous and chaotic manner, and it is better to let him take a look at it and be impressed.

However, we are now in a period of social transition. All kinds of social contradictions are extremely acute and intricate, and if you are not careful, your superiors will see them. It may not be your dazzling political achievements, but your bad deeds! Not to mention. Now that the petition has been vetoed, if Secretary Wang's trip is known by that group of old petitioners, and he makes a move to stop the car and shout grievances, then Secretary Wang only needs to frown, or just a displeased expression, and his official hat may not be able to wear it in prison!

Moreover, Secretary Wang walked up step by step from the grassroots level, how could it be so simple to fool him? If you vigorously engage in formality and go through the motions in a down-to-earth manner, it is basically tantamount to bringing humiliation on yourself. Therefore, when they received such a task of meeting without knowing the purpose and motive in advance, all the leaders of the city and the county were dumbfounded. Several emergency meetings were held in quick succession to study reception procedures and contingency plans.

The upper and lower levels scratched their ears and cheeks and listed several plans, and finally decided to adjust it: make comprehensive preparations, actively respond, and cross the river by feeling the stones. One thing must be ensured: no matter what, no problems can be made, and every detail must be taken into account.

"Stop." A faint voice suddenly sounded in the car. All eyes quickly looked at the person who made the sound.

There is no accident, the person who said that the parking was Wang Zijun, and in this car, only Wang Zijun had the right to say the word parking so frankly.

Wang Zijun looked at the car that slowly stopped, and then stood up from his seat. And as he stood up, Zhang Qibao also stood up and said, "Secretary, let's ...... this"

Wang Zijun looked at Zhang Qibao with a smile on his face, waved his hand and said, "Qibao, I just want to go down and have a look." ”

Zhang Qibao didn't pay attention to the window just now, he said to himself, isn't there something going on outside? The thought flashed in his heart, and he instinctively looked outside.

It was quiet outside, except for the cold wind, and there was a field of green wheat seedlings. Truth be told, there's really nothing to see here. However, this reassures Zhang Qibao that if there is nothing good-looking, there will be no big problems.

After Wang Zijun got down, all the people behind him rushed out of the car. Wang Zijun stood on the road and looked at the field in front of him, but the thoughts in his heart were extremely mixed.

He is no stranger to this land. Right where he stood, he was even more familiar. In his previous life, the place he stood on was the land that belonged to his family. No, it should be said that it belongs to Liao Anru and his son.

Back then, his salary was the main source of his family's income, but this land was the guarantee of his family's food. After more than 20 years of ups and downs, this land has carried the gradual growth of a young man in his previous life, and also made Liao Anru change from the most handsome woman in the village to the most charming middle-aged woman.

But now, everything has changed, and even the son who was supposed to start a family is now just in high school. And this field, I don't know which one is cultivating it now.

Wang Zijun grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, and the yellow soil with a fresh and friendly earthy smell burrowed into his nose. Although this is the first time in this life to grab the soil that belongs here, Wang Zijun feels that everything is so familiar.

All accompanying personnel. Including Zhang Qibao, they were stunned when they saw Wang Zijun's inexplicable actions. They couldn't figure out what Secretary Wang meant, grabbed a piece of soil to see what it was for, wasn't Secretary Wang showing himself the importance of land? Or does Secretary Wang have any new requirements for agricultural work? Everyone looked at each other and had to follow their footsteps.

"Secretary Wang, in the past few years, Jiang Province has further intensified the reform of agricultural modernization, combining agricultural modernization with the promotion of land circulation...... "The governor said softly to Wang Zijun after a moment of silence.

Wang Zijun was just touching memories at this time. Unexpectedly, this Governor Chen actually began to report to himself on this work. He sighed secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he still listened very carefully to Governor Chen's report on agricultural work.

Governor Chen has a very good grasp of the situation in Jiang Province, and his report is brief, but he can distinguish between priorities and priorities. In just a while, I gave a general introduction to the basic situation. After Wang Zijun gave instructions on some questions, the group prepared to get into the car.

When Wang Zijun was about to get into the car, he suddenly said, "Where does this land belong?" ”

"Secretary Wang, this is the land of Yanzhinan Village." The county magistrate who followed the car replied quickly. He pointed ahead and said, "Secretary Wang, let's go one mile later, and it will be Yanzhinan Village!" ”

Another mile. It's the south of the smoke, how can he not know this village! Affectionately glanced in the direction pointed by the county magistrate, Wang Zijun turned around and got into the car.

The village is still vaguely in that place, but it is the scene of the village. It may have been a matter of fact!

Compared with the south of the smoke in Wang Zijun's memory, it is naturally different. Although Liao Anru has focused on his acting career over the years, he has also invested in a lot of industries. Among them, Yanzhinan Village is a focus of her investment.

A villa area surrounded by greenery. The huge and complete game plaza can not be found at all. But those who came out of the village, Wang Zijun can still be named. For example, the village chief Liao Dazhuang, Wang Zijun remembered that he was his first batch of students when he came to the village to teach. After marrying Liao Anru, he affectionately called his brother-in-law.

It's just that now, it's long been a matter of things, although he can still vaguely name these onlookers, but most of them, he doesn't know them anymore.

In Liao Dazhuang's eyes, this Secretary Wang is really approachable, not only cares about the basic situation in the village, but also understands the life and needs of himself and others, and is full of encouragement for himself.

Such an important leader actually patted me on the shoulder and told me to do a good job, oops, this is a whole thing! I don't know if the TV station will film the leader's action, if it does, I'm afraid that the leaders in the city will also compete for my shoulder in the future.

Liao Dazhuang, whose thoughts flashed in his heart, looked at Secretary Wang's gaze, and became more and more affectionate and respectful, and even in his simple thoughts, there was even an idea of leaving this big leader to eat.

"Secretary Wang, this is a small pond in our village, which has now been transformed into a lotus pond, now the season is not right, if you come in summer, here is a lotus, this is the primary school of our village." Seeing Secretary Wang stop by the lotus pond in the village, Liao Dazhuang hurriedly walked over and introduced.

For this pond, how could Wang Zijun not be impressed? He remembers that there was not enough water in the village, and the women of the village liked to come here with washbasins to wash their clothes. Back then, Liao Anru washed his clothes for more than 20 years by this pond.

It seems that the encounter between himself and Liao Anru is also by this pond.

"Let's go to the school!" Wang Zijun's steps were slow, but firm.

The location of the school has not changed, but it is no longer the brick house where I used to teach. The three-story oval-shaped school building is clean and tidy, and the rubber-paved playground is where a group of children are playing.

After visiting a school in the city, didn't I want to build such an elementary school here? Now everything has come true, but why can't I be happy?

"Secretary Wang, this Yanzhinan Primary School is our central primary school here, and the students from the five surrounding villages are all sent here." The principal of the elementary school is not a person Wang Zijun is familiar with, but a young man in his thirties, who wears glasses and gives people a polite and polite feeling.

Wang Zijun nodded to the principal, and then casually walked into a classroom where classes were being held through the back door, and sat on an empty stool. Zhang Qibao saw that Secretary Wang had actually entered, and wanted to follow him, but Wang Zijun waved his hand at him gently.

The female teacher who was lecturing also found Wang Zijun, she glanced at the people standing at the door, and after seeing Zhang Qibao gesture to her with a gesture of continuation, she spoke quickly.

Time passed quickly in the lecture of the female teacher, sitting in the teacher, listening to the sound of the lecture, Wang Zijun's heart was slowly flying.

The bell at the end of class interrupted Wang Zijun's thoughts, and he stood up, shook hands with the teacher with a smile, and chatted with the children who were full of childishness. Amidst bursts of laughter, Wang Zijun ended his school trip.

Although the school is still the school where he worked back then, everything is no longer a thing, and in the midst of emotion, Wang Zijun came to the door of Liao Anru's house.

The location is good, living for more than 20 years, how could he remember the wrong location, but compared with before, this place is also a thing or a person.

In the eyes of the entourage, Secretary Wang entered a farmhouse, and chatted with an old couple in the farmhouse for more than half an hour, and in the chat, the family happened to be making dumplings, and Secretary Wang also entered the sequence of making dumplings.

Just when the dumplings were being made, the family's daughter and grandson also came back, and Secretary Wang ate a meal of dumplings at noon in the host's warm guests, and then left the farmhouse with a smile on his face.

Looking at the scene of his parents saying goodbye to that person, Liao Anru's eyes were a little red, he knew why this person stayed here to eat, thinking of the scene of him sitting there making dumplings with him, Liao Anru felt a burst of sweetness in his heart.

If only time could freeze there!

"Anru, I didn't expect Secretary Wang to eat at our house!" My father smoked a cigarette and sighed all over his face. Although the mother sat there quietly, her expression was also full of joy.

Tick tick tick

Softly the text message sounded, Liao Anru picked up the phone and glanced at it, and saw three words written on it: I'm leaving!

Looking at these three words, thinking of the trip he made a special trip, Liao Anru's heart was slowly occupied by sweetness.

ps: I saw the messages from the readers' brothers, in fact, during this time, the kitten, like everyone, was still immersed in the secretary, and it was difficult to extricate himself, so that he couldn't conceive a new book to sign a contract. I will continue to write the postscript, and explain the people and things that everyone is worried about. Then, come out of the secretary, slowly forget about it, readjust your mood, and write a new book.