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After washing his face, Secretary Lu took a disinfectant towel, carefully wiped the water and tears on his face, and touched his forehead that he had just hit a few times on the edge of the sink, and then stood in front of the washbasin and looked at the mirror on the wall, and saw that his forehead was a little red and swollen, for fear that Ye Ming would find a flaw later, so he rubbed it with his hand again, but the more he rubbed it, the redder it became, and the more he kneaded it, the more obvious it became, so he had to give up with a wry smile

Then he took a few deep breaths in the mirror, and then raised his hands and made a few chest expansion movements to calm his agitated mind

After a few minutes, he felt that he had looked as usual, and although the sad expression on his face could not be erased, and the redness and swelling on his forehead were more obvious, he was able to control his emotions comfortably, so he opened the bathroom door and walked out slowly

Ye Ming was standing anxiously at the door of the bathroom, staring inside, and when he saw Secretary Lu open the door and walked out, he immediately walked up and stretched out his hand to support him

Secretary Lu knew at this time that the sunny and handsome, literate and martial arts boy in front of him was his own son, so when I saw him again at this moment, I felt a wave of love and warmth in my heart, and I saw him sensibly reaching out to support myself, and I couldn't help but feel relieved, so I took two steps and asked him to wrap his hand with Kong Wu's strong arm While walking into the room, he smiled and said: "Mingming, you are really a sensible and good boy The years are not forgiving In the blink of an eye, I am already old and have to be supported by young people when I walk, you sit and you sit We continue to chat."

Ye Ming heard that he suddenly changed to call him a more intimate "Mingming", and that tone was like a kind father calling his beloved son, and his heart was slightly strange, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that this was just a manifestation of Secretary Lu's approachable style, so after helping him to sit on the sofa, he also sat down carefully opposite him

Secretary Lu saw that his words and deeds were a little restrained, and he sat there respectfully, so he said gently: "Child, don't be restrained, although I am the secretary of the provincial party committee, but in my life, I am a half-old man, I also have to eat, drink, and sleep, I will also be sick and depressed, and occasionally I will be mentally depressed, so you treat me as your uncle or uncle, don't always think that I am a big leader, dare not say what I should say, dare not laugh when I should laugh, then it seems very raw, right?"

Ye Ming was originally a generous and chic person, but today was the first time I saw Secretary Lu, so I was a little nervous and restrained, and now after listening to him say this kindly, his expression was really relaxed a lot, and he accompanied Secretary Lu to start a routine

From Ye Ming's mouth, Secretary Lu learned that Zhao Han's Wantou Town Middle School is located in a remote mountainous area, there are fewer and fewer students in the school, and there are less than ten teachers, and they are all newcomers who have just graduated from the normal school, and the rest of the qualifications are older, and the relationship and background are a little harder have been transferred away Like Zhao Han, she is the only one who has been teaching in this remote and deserted rural middle school for more than 20 years and has never moved places

Moreover, Zhao Han is extremely conscientious and responsible in teaching, and her teaching level is also quite high, and she has been rated as an "excellent teacher" several times, and there are several middle schools in the county with good conditions that want to transfer her to teach in their school, but she politely refuses

Six years ago, when she was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer and could only live for two more years at most, she secretly concealed her illness and did not even reveal her son, but she still went back to school as if nothing had happened, and continued to insist on teaching, until one day she fainted in pain on the podium, and the school leaders and Ye Ming knew that she had liver cancer......

When Ye Ming said this, Secretary Lu's heart was colic again, and tears of pain appeared in his eyes again......

After Ye Ming finished narrating, Secretary Lu suddenly asked: "Child, your life is so bumpy, and your mother must have worked very hard with you, so has she ever complained about your father, has she ever told you something about your father, and do you hate your father a little now?"

Ye Ming shook his head and said with certainty: "No, absolutely not On the contrary, my mother is very concerned about my father and misses me very much, I remember when I was a child, she used to pull me up the hill behind our school and gazed at the north for a long time She also told me: My father is in the north Although it is far away from us, but she can feel that he is also thinking about us and missing us Sometimes, she said to me: Son, your father is a very good, very responsible, and great man, and the reason why he has never come to us is not to recognize you as a son It's because he has unspeakable grievances, and I don't want him to come to us, so you must not have the slightest resentment against your father...... Later, on her deathbed, she told me again and again: her ashes must be buried on the east hill behind the school, and the tombstone must face north, because she will always look in the direction of my father until she is ...... old man."

When Secretary Lu heard the last sentence, the tears that he had been holding back burst out of his eyes again, and he couldn't stop thinking about it......

Ye Ming inadvertently glanced at him, and suddenly saw that his face was full of tears, and the tissues that wiped his tears around him were already several balls, and he was shocked, and quickly stopped talking and asked, "Secretary Lu, what's wrong with you?"

Secretary Lu covered his mouth and nose with a tissue, waved his hand at Ye Ming, and said in a deep voice: "Child, I don't have anything to do with your mother's deeds and her deep affection for your father deeply moved me, so I was a little out of control just now...... It's okay, you go on and say."

When Secretary Lu and Ye Ming were chatting behind closed doors, his secretary Guo Zhijun was enjoying the treatment of "No. 2 Chief" in the next room at the moment

Because they didn't dare to take the liberty of disturbing Secretary Lu and Ye Ming to "discuss literary and artistic topics," Qing Tao, secretary of the K City Party Committee, and Shen Youbin, secretary of the Xinleng County Party Committee, invariably took aim at Secretary Lu's secretary Guo Zhijun

Qing Tao knocked on the door first and went in, and after learning that Guo Zhijun did not take a nap, he talked to him very affectionately, and praised him from time to time for his youth and promising future

Guo Zhijun originally served as a secretary to the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, and he knew that the leaders of the following city and state bureaus were very polite to the secretaries of the leaders of the provincial party committee, and they would definitely give red envelopes when they met for the first time, so they were not polite and accepted the bank card

Immediately afterwards, Shen Youbin knocked on the door again, and like Qing Tao, he first chatted with him for a while, praised him, and then left an envelope when he left......