Accountant Ma is an honest man with a full sense of justice, the village party secretary Lai Baolin and the village director Li Ergou hid their evil intentions, invited themselves to dinner, and deliberately did not let Accountant Ma participate, Zheng Weimin faintly felt in his heart that the accountant Ma Jinshui was the object of exclusion in the village.

Zheng Weimin was still a little puzzled at first, thinking that since the two village leaders didn't like Ma Jinshui, why did they let Ma Huishui be the accountant, in any unit, the accountant is a very important role, he has the absolute secret of the leader, and he is not afraid that Ma Accountant will poke it out at any time.

However, after listening to Accountant Ma's story, Zheng Weimin knew that Accountant Ma was the only person in the village who could be qualified for accounting, and others really couldn't do this technical work.

Zheng Weimin knew that if he wanted to overthrow the two village leaders, Accountant Ma was his best entry point, needless to say, Accountant Ma must have a lot of secrets in the village.

As long as he can get these secrets from Accountant Ma's mouth, the next step, when the time is ripe, will pull the two village leaders off the horse, and put Qiao Yinhua and Hei Lao Liu to the post of village leaders, and when the time comes, it will be relatively easier to do things by yourself.

Lai Baolin and Li Ergou, the village director, are their top priorities at present, and they must hurry up, because their time is limited and they can't afford to delay.

On the dinner table, the dishes are still relatively rich, a braised fish, a large porcelain pot of meat stewed cabbage, the smell of meat and vegetables is full of fragrance, instantly aroused Zheng Weimin's heart of glutton, meat stewed cabbage is Zheng Weimin's favorite when he was a child, in addition, there is a bowl of tofu, a bowl of braised chicken, a bowl of fried peanuts, plus, a plate of crystal green Shanghai green.

Zheng Weimin saw a table of dishes, thinking of the scene of celebrating the New Year at home when he was a child, in the middle of the afternoon on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, his mother Lamei first prepared a table of meals, and then, the whole family burned the money, set off firecrackers, and welcomed the ancestors in the underworld to come back to eat, and then, when the sacrifice was completed, the meal was reheated, and a large family, gathered around a table of eight immortals, eating lively, the scene was quite warm.

The brothers and sisters have grown up, each busy with their own things, this kind of family joy scene, is rare, but this kind of home warmth will always remain in Zheng Weimin's mind, he sometimes dreams of going back to his childhood, but when he opens his eyes, he knows that the years are ruthless and will not give anyone a chance to turn back.

Seeing that Zheng Weimin was stunned, Ma Xiaoyu covered her mouth, looked at Zheng Weimin affectionately, and said with a silver bell-like smile: "Brother Weimin, sit down, what are you doing in a daze." ”

"Director Zheng, sit, sit down." Accountant Ma carried a pot of five-pound plastic buckets and walked out of the room, Zheng Weimin glanced at it with a smile, and was happy in his heart, needless to say, Accountant Ma must be carrying a cow's back Moutai, it seems that Accountant Ma usually likes to drink two taels, today Accountant Ma is rarely happy, and he has to accompany him and drink a few glasses.

"Accountant Ma, I'm here to drink, how can I let you come." Zheng Weimin saw that Xiaoyu and her father personally gave him wine, so he quickly snatched the plastic bucket in Accountant Ma's hand, picked up Accountant Ma's table, and poured a full cup of Niubei Moutai in a glass engraved with red patterns.

This wine is a small rural workshop self-brewed grain wine, the import is very spicy, but the stamina is not large, because the value is not high, more affordable, the people of Niubei Village love to drink this wine, Zheng Weimin grew up in the countryside of Yuling Town, is no stranger to this kind of wine, in fact, it is a taste, just the common people for fun, each village has a different name for this wine, some are called Wuliangye of a certain village, some are called Moutai of a certain place, some are called a certain village of state guest wine, etc., it can be said that the name is varied, and the words are basically crowned with famous wine, It is conceivable that the famous wine is really a dream for the common people, and how do they know that some corrupt government officials drink the famous wine that these ordinary people dare not even dream of drinking every day.

Zheng Weimin saw that Ma Xiaoyu's mother hadn't served the table yet, so he hurriedly shouted: "Auntie, eat a piece on the table." ”

Ma Xiaoyu's mother smiled and waved her hand: "Director Zheng, you eat, you eat, we just eat under the table." ”

"Director Zheng, don't call it, Xiaoyu's mother's generation is used to it, you are also from Yuling Town, and the female guests from our side are here, and they don't serve at the table."

Zheng Weimin thought about what kind of messy feudal tradition this is, it seems that the thoughts of the people in the mountains are still stuck in the fifties and sixties of the last century, and said with a smile: "Accountant Ma, I'm here, I won't talk about this rule, what kind of woman can't be on the table, what age is it, this feudal tradition, to change, I think you are still relatively open, start with your aunt today." ”

Seeing that Zheng Weimin said very seriously, Ma Xiaoyu grinned and said: "Brother Weimin is right, mother, you just listen to Brother Weimin, let's eat together on the table, mother, if you don't serve the table, I'm embarrassed to serve it." ”

Under Zheng Weimin's repeated invitations, Xiaoyu and her mother looked at the man Ma Jinshui, and after getting permission, she twisted and walked to the table.

"For the people, listen to my daughter, today you saved her life, our family really doesn't know how to thank you, come, the first glass of wine, our whole family respects you." Ma Jinshui said, stood up, Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu and her mother saw Accountant Ma stand up, and they all stood up.

At this time, a few muddy tears flowed out of Accountant Ma's eyes excitedly, Zheng Weimin saw this, and hurriedly persuaded: "Uncle Ma, don't say that, Xiaoyu has been wronged for me and Dong Mingyi today, if we don't eat in Xiaoyu's store, this situation will not occur, and the person who should be thanked is me." ”

"Brother Weimin, you have to understand my father's feelings, if it weren't for you, my life would have been gone, our whole family should thank you, come, I will also accompany you to drink a glass of liquor."

Ma Xiaoyu is also a fierce girl, one or two wine glasses, she finished it in one gulp, Zheng Weimin saw that Ma Xiaoyu was dry, there was no reaction on his face, he was really surprised, thinking of Dong Mingyi's polite appearance, if Ma Xiaoyu really married him, I was afraid that he would be controlled by Ma Xiaoyu.

Zheng Weimin looked at Ma Xiaoyu and smiled, picked up the wine glass, and drank a glass of wine with a grunt.

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere on the table became lively, and Accountant Ma's thinking became more and more active, after he ate two pieces of tofu, he raised his glass again: "Director Zheng, you just came to the village, I know that you are good for the village, but the village is controlled by Baolin and Li Ergou, if you want to do something, I'm afraid it will be very difficult, you must be prepared." Speaking of this, Accountant Ma stretched out his wine glass and said with a smile: "Come, Secretary Zheng, let's drink another one." ”

Zheng Weimin knew that Accountant Ma might have something to say, so he quickly stretched out his wine glass, touched it with Accountant Ma, and said with a smile: "Uncle Ma, I just came to the village, I am not familiar with many situations, and I still need your guidance, I don't know what the attitude of the two leaders in the village is towards me, whether they support me and develop the economy of the village." ”

After the two clinked glasses and drank it, Accountant Ma wiped his oily mouth with his hand, looked at his wife and daughter, and then put his mouth to Zheng Weimin's ear and said softly: "Officer Zheng, you don't know, the situation in the village is complicated, ――――――――." ”

After Accountant Ma finished telling the inside story of the village, Zheng Weimin's eyes widened, he couldn't imagine that there were such strange things in the small Niubei Village.