Wang Zijun has realized that the current situation is not optimistic, but he does not know that it has reached such a grim point. Although the emergence of such a situation is related to the control of the epidemic, there are also some people behind it. Wang Zijun has been immersed in officialdom for many years, and he is not unfamiliar with officialdom. He climbed up step by step from Xihezi Township, and although there were opportunities at each step, there were also his own efforts to strategize.

Now, he has to admit that a Taiwanese writer is right that the Chinese people are ugly, and the best way to knock down the opponent is to invite you into the urn. Maybe since he meddled in this matter, he has entered a scene directed by his opponent with his heart.

"Honey, listen to my mom, my dad has been suffering from insomnia for the past two days." Lin Ying'er was silent for a moment, and said softly to Wang Zijun.

Sitting in this position, there should be a lot of things that can make Lin Zeyuan insomnia, but Wang Zijun can't help but take the matter on himself. The reason why Nanjiang's epidemic prevention and control plan was passed is inseparable from Lin Zeyuan's support. In the current situation, it is strange that Lin Zeyuan can relax.

Wang Zijun was full of guilt, but he still comforted Lin Ying'er and said, "This can't affect Uncle Lin, it's okay." ”

"Well, you...... If you don't be this official, I'll tell Sister Xiaobei, how beautiful it is for us to be neighbors. Lin Yinger said with infinite resentment.

"Don't be unhappy!"

If you don't become an official, can you live a more chic life than you do now? Maybe power is a good thing, and when you stand at a certain height, you will unconsciously be glorified. Once the armor is removed and returned to the field, it is an ordinary passer-by. At that time, will there be such people who love themselves?

Lin Zeyuan's insomnia made Wang Zijun feel guilty, and he went so far, although he didn't completely rely on Lin Zeyuan, but his influence was everywhere.

Wang Zijun has always respected Lin Zeyuan. In his eyes, Lin Zeyuan is the kind of person who has achieved fame but has no official standing, I don't know when Wang Zijun felt that Lin Zeyuan was not only strict with him, but also seemed to be mixed with other things. Those elders who were closer to Lin Zeyuan also regarded themselves as Lin Zeyuan's heirs, intentionally or unintentionally. Although no one has mentioned this topic, they are tacitly acknowledged by each other and have been recognized by most people.

Wang Zijun was a little depressed. Bow your head and groan for a moment. His eyes suddenly fell on a pair of words. This banner was written by Old Man Mo himself to Wang Zijun: Dedicated to the public.

Wang Zijun was full of emotion for a while, wasn't the reason why he pushed this matter hard to prevent the virus from happening again in his life?

Things are working out the way he wants. No, almost better than he expected. But. This good result turned out to be an excuse to be attacked.

"If you have a public heart, why should you care about other people's opinions?" Wang Zijun comforted himself and prepared to start the day's work.

In the evening, Wang Zijun turned down two invitations and prepared to go home to rest. Mo Xiaobei has not yet returned from the capital, and his heart is empty.

Just as he was about to go home, Liao Anru's phone called.

Liao Anru invited him to dinner in Donghong City. Hesitated. Wang Zijun drove to the agreed place. Soft lights float in the air, adding a warm and pleasant atmosphere to the bustling road. In recent years, the urban construction of Donghong City has changed with each passing day, which is quite commendable. In the pursuit of modernity at the same time, it has added a lot of humanistic atmosphere. The moat is like a kind mother, giving forgiveness and forgiveness to everything that is going to happen, and it quietly stretches its limbs. It was as if I was about to fall asleep.

When Wang Zijun rushed to the agreed place along the moat, he was surprised to find that it was not a hotel in front of him. Rather, it is a high-end villa area adjacent to the forest park, Waterview Bay.

With the renovation of the moat in Donghong City, it has become a landscape. In addition, close to the forest park, the villa area under the night is full of flowers and plants, the water birds on the waves are gathered, the moat is sparkling like a jade belt, the grass is even in the sky, the river gently beats the embankment, making a rhythmic swishing sound, the weeping willows flutter lazily in the breeze, and the trees on the embankment are forested. Everything in front of us is impressive, and the developer has successfully created a waterscape bay where "the water passes in front of the home, and the home stands by the water", highlighting the unique charm of this villa area.

A small asphalt road winds into Shuijing Bay, Wang Zijun stopped at the gate, probably Liao Anru had already said hello, the security guard came over and gave a military salute, and guided Wang Zijun into Liao Anru's home. When Wang Zijun walked into the villa, Liao Anru, who was dressed in home clothes and powdery, walked towards him with a smile on his face.

Over the years, the meeting between Wang Zijun and Liao Anru has been in a public place, and when Liao Anru, dressed in home clothes, appeared in front of Wang Zijun, Wang Zijun had a feeling of being separated from the world, wasn't this his original wife?

The familiar scene made Wang Zijun almost want to hug the person who was walking towards him into his arms. She is charming, she is rigid and soft, without the beauty and flamboyance of the public, but Liao Anru in front of her has a rare serenity and quietness. It is like a bunch of lilacs on the mountain behind the south of the smoke, silent, faint, elegant and subtle, without the slightest vulgar exaggerated and contrived publicity.

When her eyes met Wang Zijun, her whole face was filled with a kind of love that could not be concealed, that kind of love was like a warm sunshine, which made people feel peaceful and comfortable, and the fatigue and anxiety that had accumulated in people's hearts disappeared at this moment, and the nervous and tired body and mind were also released to the maximum extent at this moment. Wang Zijun only felt that a wave of stronger impulses had hit him, and he really wanted to rush forward and hug this woman into his arms. However, the only shred of sanity allowed him to control himself.

"You're back?" Liao Anru looked at Wang Zijun, with a hint of joy on his beautiful face.

"Well, I'm here." Liao Anru's words seemed to drag Wang Zijun back to his original memory all of a sudden. At that time, he was only an elementary school teacher in Yanzhinan Village, and she was a virtuous housewife.

Whenever Wang Zijun came back from school, the first thing Liao Anru said was always back, and Wang Zijun's answer was these three words.

Liao Anru looked at the man in front of him, and his heart raced a little for a while, and he was sweating profusely. So many years. She still has a lot of confidence in herself. No matter where she goes, she is confident that her beauty is enough to mobilize the pituitary gland of all the men present, and the men's eyes are not blazing, but this man is the only exception. She had always wanted to live with this man, and today, she finally invited him to her home.

"I made a few dishes, although not as well as the restaurants outside. I can also eat. Liao Anru, who rubbed his hands, pointed in the direction of the dining table and said with a hint of apprehension.

Rattan chairs, bamboo curtains, and lanterns are decorated, and the black and gray low brick walls are unique, and a lot of thought must have been put into the decoration. In the eyes, it is simple and friendly. Ancient and stylish, peaceful and quiet, with a warm atmosphere everywhere.

There are four dishes on the dining table, as well as a bottle of red wine, these four dishes Wang Zijun is no stranger, in his previous life, Liao Anru's cooking level was good. The best thing to do is these dishes.

Walking opposite Liao Anru, Wang Zijun did not open the wine, but picked up the braised pork in the middle with chopsticks. all these years. Wang Zijun began to pay attention to health preservation and rarely ate meat.

The first bite of the braised pork was put in the mouth, and it quickly melted in the mouth. In his previous life, he liked to eat the most. It was the braised pork made by Liao Anru, but the price of meat at that time. It was not low for the couple at that time, and after the birth of the child, it was even more of a luxury.

"If you stew it with firewood, it might work even better." Wang Zijun put down his chopsticks with satisfaction and said to Liao Anru with a smile.

Liao Anru, who was already worried and almost collapsed, had an urge to smash this man at this time, but this man's praise for his cooking skills made her sweeter than drinking honey.

Being able to sit with him like this, and being able to let him eat a meal he cooks quietly, should be the greatest happiness in his life.

Opening the red wine, Liao Anru said softly: "This bottle of wine was brought from abroad, it should taste good, you can taste it." ”

In the bright light, two sparkling wine glasses collided. With less than half of the dishes left on the plate, the faces of the two began to flush a little.

Over the years, Wang Zijun has been tested by alcohol for a long time, and the amount of alcohol is okay. But today, he is not in a very good mood, there is a way that the wine is sad and drunk quickly, and Wang Zijun's thoughts at this time are a little fluttering.

"I have flown to several cities in the past two days, and almost many people are talking about the virus prevention in Nanjiang. I want to know, are you okay? Liao Anru finally mustered up the courage to say what he had kept in his heart.

This time, Liao Anru had no intention of coming to Nanjiang, but the rumors she heard these days made her decide to come to Nanjiang. To this end, she postponed two concerts, as well as several important opening ceremonies.

She knew that even if she was by his side, she would not be able to help him. Because although he is very popular in the circle, he is just an actor in the officialdom. His level, she can't reach.

But even if she couldn't do anything, she still had to come, if nothing else, just to be able to talk to him and comfort him.

In front of many people, Wang Zijun looks casual and light-hearted. At this time, Wang Zijun, who was already drunk and hazy, looked at Liao Anru who was sitting on the side, as if he had returned to the small courtyard in Yanzhinan, as if he had returned to the days when the two of them sat together to discuss things.

“…… The reason why I did this was to keep the disaster from happening, and now that everything is getting better, I'm the one who makes a fuss...... there's someone doing the fuss, they don't want me to get up, and it would be better if they could suffocate me to the ground......"

Wang Zijun closed his eyes in pain, tilted his neck sharply, and poured a glass of wine into his stomach: "Many people think that I have hindered the economic development of Nanjiang by doing this, but in fact they don't know that if we relax our vigilance and let the virus have a chance to take advantage of it, once it spreads, then this disaster will be unprecedented, and then I will regret it, where is it too late?!"

"Tell me, if I ignore the seriousness of the matter and wait until the situation becomes serious and cannot be managed, will everyone be convinced? Won't you chew your tongue anymore and say that I'm doing this just to get political results? ”

Wang Zijun was drunk, his eyes became confused, for him, at this moment, it was really relaxing. And the woman who listened to her dissatisfaction all her life in her previous life has really returned to him.

Liao Anru listened to Wang Zijun's whining words, but her heart became warm, and at this time she felt that he had returned to her side, making herself feel more close.

It's nice to be able to talk to him like that!

Wang Zijun, who couldn't help but drink a glass of wine, became calm: "I'm for political achievements? All the work I have done in Nanjiang is obvious to all, my destination has been decided, no one can help me, why should I suffer? ”

A bottle of red wine quickly bottomed out, and Wang Zijun couldn't help but lie on the table. Looking at the drunk Wang Zijun, Liao Anru set him up distressedly, ready to take him to the room to rest and rest.

The villa is huge, except for the guest rooms, there is a bedroom in Liao Anjou. Just took two steps with Wang Zijun on his feet, and suddenly remembered that when he returned to Donghong City, he just dried the quilt in the bedroom, and the things in the guest room were not touched at all.

This villa in Donghong City is Liao Anru's own private residence, she carefully avoided the traces of those paparazzi, and never led anyone else to live here.

Thinking that it had never been used, Liao Anru bit her lip and finally walked towards her room. Although she felt a little inappropriate, she couldn't let him sleep in that uncomfortable place anyway.

Pushing open the door and putting Wang Zijun on the bed, Liao Anru was already sweating profusely. Although she also worked on the farm at home when she was a child, almost ten years of wandering have made her delicate.

And just when she was about to pick up a towel to help Wang Zijun wipe his face, Wang Zijun, who was staring in a daze, opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the surrounding environment.

Coarse cloth plaid sheets, an ordinary desk, and two old-fashioned cabinets placed in the corner gave Wang Zijun an extremely familiar feeling. He was already a little drunk, and at the moment of confusion, an idea appeared that he returned to Yanzhinan Village.

When I got home, the home in the south of Yanzhi, when I got married, I lived in Liao Anru's house, and the room at that time was not like this!

Liao Anru saw Wang Zijun open his eyes, and his breathing was a little short. She saw Wang Zijun staring at the room, so she explained softly: "In the past few years, I have been wandering around, and it is rare to go back to my hometown once a year. ”

Liao Anru muttered to herself, and Wang Zijun could barely hear her message. "I'll pour you a glass of water." Liao Anru was about to leave before speaking, but her hand was grabbed by Wang Zijun: "I don't drink water, I want to drink you!" ”

ps: Ask for a few monthly passes, kind secretaries, can you continue to give strength? Thank you very much!