If he can't communicate with Dou Mingtang in advance as soon as possible, once someone lobbied in his ear, Dou Mingtang would definitely have an idea, and Wang Zijun would have to make a lot of effort if he wanted to get his idea back.

Wang Zijun regarded Dou Mingtang as a political ally, and let him cheer for his plans as much as possible. Of course, Dou Mingtang and him can keep the same pace, and they can't rule out the ingredients of inflammation, but there are some things that everyone knows each other, and it's not interesting to say it.

While I was thinking this, the phone rang. Wang Zijun looked at the number displayed on the red confidential phone, and said secretly in his heart, this is not Cao Cao, Cao Cao ran over!

"Minister Wang, I'm Dou Mingtang, what are you busy with?" As soon as the phone was connected, Dou Mingtang's voice came from the other end of the phone.

After Wang Zijun and Dou Mingtang greeted each other, he told Dou Mingtang what he meant, Dou Mingtang listened to Wang Zijun's words, and laughed and said: "Minister Wang, the two of us really coincide, I want to go together, even if you don't say it, I am reluctant to Duan Wendong to leave Donghong City, in the past six months, the social security in Donghong City is much better than before, thousands of troops are easy to find, one will be rare, change someone over, I am really a little worried!" ”

Walking on the cold streets of Jiangshi, Wang Zijun wrapped his windbreaker, it was already the eve of the Spring Festival, the south had begun to warm up, but the north was still cold, and at eight o'clock in the morning, the pedestrians on the street were sparse.

This time he came to Jiang City, Wang Zijun mainly to go to his grandfather's grave. With the transfer of his father Wang Jiefang's work, this Spring Festival prince can basically conclude that he will spend it in the capital. Old Man Wang is gone. The Spring Festival reunion of the Wang family, which has become an easy thing. Wang Zijun is the most promising one of the Wang family, his family can't come back, what is the point of this Spring Festival reunion?

Everything is the same as before, but Wang Zijun feels that he has a strange feeling with this city. Although the home of the second uncle and aunt is still here, and the old house of Wang Zijun's family is also preserved, but here, Wang Zijun feels that the line of connection between him and this city has been broken.

Is it because the old man is gone?

Wang Zijun came to Jiang City this time. It was a person who came, although Yu Jiangwei offered to come with him, but he refused. With the rise of his position, Wang Zijun's freedom has become less and less, and this time he came back to visit his grandfather's grave, why didn't he have the idea of living an ordinary life in his heart? Despite this freedom of life, it was only a short day.

"Doodoo"

The phone rang softly, and Wang Zijun answered the phone. I heard Yi Feng's soft voice on the phone. Yi Feng has been living with Qin Hongjin recently, a law firm. Let her do a good job.

"How's it going?" Yi Feng was as tender as ever.

Regarding the relationship with Yi Feng, Wang Zijun has always felt guilty. Because of the restrictions of his identity, he has been spending less time with her and more often, but Yi Feng has paid his life for him.

"It's ok, not too busy. Did Sweet Pea wake up? Although Wang Zijun tried his best to make himself happy, but when he returned to Jiang City this time, his sad emotions still filled his heart.

"You're not happy, what's wrong?" Yi Feng asked with concern.

Wang Zijun did not hide it from Yi Feng: "I went back to Jiang City to go to my grandfather's grave." What about you? ”

Yi Feng and the old man didn't have much affection, but she understood Wang Zijun's mood at this time. Comforted softly: "Zijun, grandpa's spirit in the sky, he will be very happy to see that we are all happy." ”

Wang Zijun sees birth, old age, sickness and death more clearly than Yi Feng, but it is one thing to see clearly. It's hard to do. The extremely sad Wang Zijun may be immersed in it, and under Yi Feng's guidance, his mood has improved slightly.

"When are you going back to Jiang Province?"

"I've already discussed with Little Sweet Bean's grandpa and asked them to come to us for the New Year. Because of this, Little Sweet Bean is very excited! ”

Wang Zijun could sense Yi Feng's happiness, but this simple happiness made Wang Zijun feel a little sad. As a normal woman, Yi Feng naturally hopes to have a reunion Spring Festival like other women. But as Yi Feng grows older, especially with the appearance of small sweet beans, this simplest need is also a luxury for Yi Feng.

"I'll go over in two days." After a moment of silence, Wang Zijun said softly to Yi Feng.

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said with a smile: "No, you are still busy with you, my child and I are fine, you don't have to worry about us all the time." ”

Just when Wang Zijun was feeling extremely guilty, Little Sweet Bean's sleepy voice came from the other end of the phone: "Dad, Mom won't let the baby sleep, you can take care of her." The teacher said that children will become ugly if they don't sleep. ”

The milky voice made Wang Zijun laugh for a while. He smiled and said a few words to Little Sweet Bean on the phone, and then put down the phone.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zijun felt that his spirit was much better. Looking at the popular streets around me, I feel much better.

Ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband. Softly muttering to himself this sentence that I don't know where I saw it in my previous life, Wang Zijun walked through the crowded streets.

Because it is not a festival to go to the grave, there are very few people who come to the cemetery. The old man's tombstone stands among the many tombstones, and there is nothing special about it. According to the merits of the old man, he can enjoy the honor. But in the end, the family buried him in the most ordinary cemetery complex in this river city according to the old man's dying will.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Wang Zijun's heart kept flying. Although the old man is no longer there, but in his feelings, Wang Zijun feels that the old man seems to be by his side forever, and the scenes when the old man leaves are constantly flying in front of his eyes.

"Happy New Year, Grandpa." I don't know how long it took, Wang Zijun said softly towards the tombstone. There were already tears in my eyes.

Wang Zijun left the cemetery by car and did not return to Nanjiang immediately, he asked the car to take him to the family home of the provincial party committee. Although the old man has passed away, no one has come to take back the old man's small courtyard. Although the Wang family was ready to be taken back, no one in the leadership of Jiang Province was willing to be the executor.

Pushing open the small courtyard, the vegetables and flowers in the courtyard have been dilapidated, although the courtyard is still clean, but because there is no one for a long time, the small courtyard seems cold and lonely. After Wang Zijun opened the door with the key, he simply cleaned the dust with a broom, and used the electric kettle he brought to the old man to boil a pot of boiling water, and then sat quietly on the old chaise longue that had lost its owner, and let the chaise longue slowly shake under him.

The ringtone of the "doodoo" phone was like the most impolite guest, breaking the purity of Wang Zijun again. Wang Zijun glanced at his mobile phone, it was the second uncle who called, he hesitated for a moment, but still connected the phone.

"Zijun, where are you? I heard your dad say that you came to Jiang City? The second uncle asked affectionately the moment the phone was connected. With the incident after the death of the old man, the second uncle's attitude towards Wang Zijun has changed significantly, and it can even be said that there seems to be a kind of respect in this intimacy.

Wang Zijun was a little sad about the change in his second uncle, but he also had to accept the fact that when he got involved in officialdom, everyone would have a kind of pathology, that is, relying on rank to speak. Maybe the change in the second uncle's attitude is also reasonable. Even if Wang Zijun is not used to it, he can only passively accept it. Therefore, he smiled and said to the second uncle: "Second uncle, I will take a rest here with my grandfather, and I will be ready to go back to Nanjiang in the afternoon." ”

"Your grandfather hasn't lived there for a long time, and it's a little deserted, or I'll send someone to bring you an air conditioner." When the old man was alive, he always didn't like household appliances such as air conditioners, so it's no wonder that this house looks cold.

An air conditioner is a matter of one sentence for the second uncle, but Wang Zijun didn't want someone to disturb his purity at this time, so he hurriedly refused: "Second uncle, forget it, I won't stay with my grandfather for long before I go back." ”

Wang Jiefang also seemed to feel that the temporary installation of an air conditioner was a bit of a big move, so he had to give up, but he spoke more politely: "Zijun, I still have something on hand, and I can't get over it for a while." Otherwise, I'll send a car to pick you up at noon, and then call your aunt's family, and let's have lunch together." ”

Having a meal with his aunt and uncle's family was also the prince's plan before he came to Jiang City. Seeing that the second uncle took the initiative to put it forward, he readily agreed.

"I'm going to call your brother back. Let's have a good family reunion. As soon as your father moves to the capital, it will not be easy for our family to get together. I originally wanted to go to Beijing to celebrate the New Year with your father, but your father didn't let me, saying that it was safer to keep a low profile now. Wang Jiefang's words were full of closeness to Wang Zijun's family.

Wang Zijun understood what his father meant by doing this, and also smiled and said: "Second uncle, now is a critical period, it is best not to be too ostentatious." ”

Wang Jiefang felt more sensitive when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Zijun, Secretary Lin's side, has it been decided?" ”

"Well, just wait for the meeting!" Wang Zijun didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Wait for next year, let's have a reunion year for our family." ”

"That's for sure." Wang Jiefang was very excited when he heard Wang Zijun's words of incomparably affirmation. He said some more words to Wang Zijun to keep warm, and then hung up the phone a little unsatisfied.

Wang Zijun knew exactly what the second uncle was thinking, but he could only keep these things in his heart. What's more, most of the mentality of the world is like this, and I don't have to ask too much of my second uncle.

took a sip of tea, and the thick tea leaves made Wang Zijun feel bitter in his mouth. But this bitter taste made him enjoy it very much. Just as he was enjoying this rare leisure, the voice of a little child's milky voice came from the direction of the door: "Uncle, why are all the flowers in this yard dead?" (To be continued)