The people in the living room didn't talk much, and their minds were all about what the three young people were talking about in the dining room, because Yang Chen and Li Hanwei noticed something unusual, they avoided the important and chatted lightly, and did not confide in more amazing information, even so, the people gathered in the living room, including Yang Guodong and Liu Hua, were in a difficult mood for a long time.

Yang Guoliang was shocked, but still had three doubts in his heart.

Yang Hao lowered his head and swallowed melon seeds, hiding his twisted expression, the two of them were far inferior to his cousin in the past, and it seemed that they were breaking up all of a sudden, and he couldn't accept this fact.

Touting each other.

It must be, absolutely!

Yang Hao's wishful thinking and conclusions are more like self-comfort.

Guo Tao's parents were overjoyed, and when they talked to Yang Guodong and Liu Hua, they couldn't suppress the urge to laugh, their son was indeed promising.

A big family with different thoughts.

There is joy, there is relief, there is sorrow, and there is entanglement.

The brightness and obscurity of human nature are vividly highlighted.

In the first few days of the first month, when visiting relatives and friends, Xinfeng people are used to go out after eating at ten o'clock in the morning, playing until the afternoon, and gathering together for dinner.

Therefore, when it comes to lunch, Yang Guodong and Liu Hua don't need to prepare lunch, all kinds of snacks and fruits are put out, greet relatives, and ask everyone what they want to eat at night, eat at home, or go to the hotel.

It's a hassle to cook so many people's meals at home.

Fortunately, Yang Guodong and Liu Hua have opened a small restaurant for many years, and they are not afraid of trouble.

Last night, Yang Chen took Nalan Tongtong and a group of people in KTV until two or three o'clock in the morning, Xiao Nizi didn't sleep well, and went back to the bedroom to make up for sleep after sitting outside for a while.

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Hua began to prepare for dinner, Li Hanwei looked at his watch, and had the intention of leaving, and it happened that the doorbell of the Yang family was ringed again.

Yang Chen got up and opened the door.

Li Hanwei followed closely, planning to take advantage of Yang Chen's welcome to come in, and leave by the way.

The door opened, and a burly young man stopped outside the door, smiling and staring at Yang Chen who pushed the door open.

Uncle Zhou, Zhou Zhengchuan.

Member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and a member of the provincial leadership.

At this moment, he was alone outside the door, could Yang Chen not be surprised.

"Uncle Zhou, please come in" Yang Chen hurriedly turned sideways to invite Zhou Zhengchuan into the house, thinking that today is really a good day, and the guests with weight are one after another.

Li Hanwei was stunned for a moment when he saw the old leader enter the house.

Zhou Zhengchuan was also a little surprised when he met the former secretary, but it was not as obvious as the other party's performance, the provincial party committee member patted Li Hanwei on the shoulder cordially, and said with a kind smile: "Xiao Li has a good New Year, what do you think of Xinfeng?" ”

"Okay." Li Hanwei nodded busily.

"Old comrade-in-arms, how did you find me here?" Yang Guodong hurriedly greeted him, and the two people who had not met for a long time held their hands tightly.

This grip is not only out of politeness or greetings, but also how heavy and deep the friendship it implies can only be understood by life and death comrades who have faced death side by side and blocked bullets for each other.

Yang Guodong was surprised and delighted, Lao Zhou was already the secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee, and the deputy minister with real power actually came to visit him in person, and he was more moved than happy.

"Guodong, our brother hasn't seen each other for too long, I miss you, I'm coming to you for a drink today, isn't it?" Zhou Zhengchuan asked with a smile, not a little high-minded.

"But I don't have any good wine at home." Yang Guodong smiled embarrassedly, he regretted that he didn't prepare a few bottles of Moutai Wuliangye, a leader as big as Lao Zhou came to his house as a guest, so he couldn't entertain Erguotou.

"Dad, I'll bring back a box of Feitian Moutai."

Yang Guodong was reminded by his son, and when he remembered this incident, he smiled with relief.

"People who drink have an appetite for anything, Guodong, there is still a distinguished guest coming today, guess who it is?" Zhou Zhengchuan stared at his old comrades-in-arms with a smile on his face.

Yang Guodong frowned and groaned, guessing that the status of the distinguished guest was naturally extraordinary, and he was an acquaintance of Lao Zhou, and there was only one Liu Rulong.

"Old Willow?" Yang Guodong asked silently.

Zhou Zhengchuan restrained his smile and nodded slowly, this time he came to the Yang family, it was definitely not a whim, he made an appointment with Liu Rulong a year ago, and he had to go back to his hometown to visit his old comrades-in-arms who pulled them down from the death line.

Yang Guodong was happy, he didn't know how to express his happiness, and pulled Zhou Zhengchuan to sit down, at this time, someone had already given up his seat, and the people in the living room didn't know the former director of the Xinfeng Public Security Bureau and the current secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee.

Li Hanwei, the deputy mayor of Xinfeng, who has not yet taken office, has turned these people's hearts upside down for a long time, and Zhou Zhengchuan's sudden appearance is not just as simple as a surprise and an accident.

Yang Chen's uncles and aunts were so restrained that they didn't dare to sit down.

"Sit, sit, you stand, I'm embarrassed to sit." Zhou Zhengchuan showed an approachable side, and several elders of the Yang family sat down nervously, all a little nervous.

Several young men hid in the master bedroom.

The scene of the big leaders sitting in charge is too depressing, they don't adapt to it, and they can hide.

Yang Guoliang saw that his son Yang Hao was also hiding in the bedroom, and nagged in his heart that this kid was too unproductive, maybe this was an excellent opportunity to win Secretary Zhou's favor.

Zhou Zhengchuan exchanged a few words with the elders of the Yang family out of politeness, and called the secretary waiting downstairs to tell him that he didn't have to wait, just come and pick him up at ten o'clock in the evening.

The old leader came, Li Hanwei couldn't go, he was at ease, Yang Chen also moved from the dining room to the living room, acting as a companion, and with him, the atmosphere was soon no longer depressing.

"Guodong, your son is now a celebrity in Xijing, a few years ago, the new secretary of the provincial party committee happened to meet your son driving at the airport, and instructed the people below to strictly investigate and punish him, but when he found your son, he was helpless, and finally he couldn't do it." After Zhou Zhengchuan finished speaking to Yang Guodong, he glanced at Yang Chen, who was laughing awkwardly.

"Is there such a thing?" Yang Guodong was incredulous.

Zhou Zhengchuan nodded solemnly and said that this matter had spread all over the provincial capital.

Yang Guodong was stunned, his son was so good, he was happy and relieved in his heart, but he felt that he should criticize the stinky boy for two sentences, and he was speechless for a while, and smoked silently.

"Uncle Zhou, I'll pay attention to it later." Yang Chen said sincerely, understanding Uncle Zhou's kindness, and didn't want him to become the first bird who was easy to be shot down.

Zhou Zhengchuan smiled and said earnestly: "The wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, the pile is higher than the shore, the current is more turbulent, Xiao Chen remember, no matter when, don't get carried away, when people are most proud, they are often the most likely to make mistakes." ”

Yang Chen nodded seriously, with a teachable attitude.

"This Uncle Zhou, you are too worried, people who know Yang Chen understand how low-key and cautious he is, you don't know him, please don't preach rashly." The gentle and pleasant voice was mixed with dissatisfaction.

Nalan Tongtong walked out of the bedroom and faced Zhou Zhengchuan with a smile.

This Nizi eye, the man she loves is perfect, and she can't tolerate outsiders picking bones in her eggs.