Nine years ago, Director Chang, who was the same age as the national hero Yue Fei when he was framed, had been struggling in the Drought Fighting Office for more than ten years, and had just solved the deputy section level.

Because the family is poor and ugly - there is a permanent director who loves the country, the people and the family, and he is still the fifth king of the bricks.

If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry.

It is precisely this "unique" advantage that the department leader brought him with him when he went to the northwest to carry out aid activities that year.

Anyone who is young, has a family and a job, who wants to go to such a backward place in the northwest and stay for three months?

Director Chang doesn't care, anyway, if you're alone, you can settle down anywhere in the world.

Besides, a business trip allowance of 2,000 yuan per month is also a big temptation for him.

So, Lao Chang packed his bags and happily embarked on a trip to the northwest.

Later, whenever he woke up in the middle of the night and looked at the wife who was like a flower and a jade water by the pillow, he would always have a strong sense of unreality.

After confirming that this is true, the woman with the water next to the pillow can let him ride wantonly, and Chang Chang will sigh comfortably in his heart: "That trip to the northwest is the biggest turning point in my life." ”

It was that trip to the northwest, the old five old men of the brick king, won the favor of God, and was favored by a local big sister who was like a flower.

As for a big beauty of Director Cheng's level, how could she take the initiative to chase him, Chang Chang said he didn't know.

I don't want to know, and I don't want to ask.

Anyway, he is not the legendary true dragon son of the people, or a poor and ugly sling, what can Director Cheng do with him?

Later, Director Cheng took the initiative to tell him why she was chasing him.

After Guy Chang went to the northwest nine years ago, he was accidentally seen by an old monk.

The old monk and Director Cheng's grandfather are good friends.

When the old monk saw Director Chang, he looked surprised and said Don't look at this person's current downfall, but in the future, he will definitely be a soaring Huang Tengda - Fenghou Bai will be don't think about it, but he can become a county seat with real power and seven officials.

In other words, Lao Chang may become a county magistrate, district magistrate or something like that in the future.

A person who became a civil servant only because of his good academic performance, but who struggled in the unit for more than ten years without much improvement, can become a cadre with real power such as a district head, is not soaring, what is it?

So, the old monk bewitched Director Cheng's grandfather and asked his granddaughter to chase Lao Chang.

In the future, Director Cheng will become the wife of an official, with both children and daughters, which is unspeakably expensive.

In the people of the great northwest, the people's education level is generally lower, but they believe in some traditional cultures.

Don't look at Director Cheng as a little yellow flower, it's the same.

So, after thinking about it for a long time, she finally took the initiative to extend an olive branch to Lao Chang, and became Mrs. Chang very smoothly.

After listening to his wife, his mouth was open enough to stuff a goose egg.

He was full of faces, full of viscera and disbelief, he would be able to soar in the future.

However, even if he didn't believe it, he had to pretend to believe it.

Otherwise, Shui Lingling's wife will really leave him.

Including, on Chinese New Year's Eve last year, he had to go to Heilongyu alone, burn incense and kowtow - your sister, how cold, how afraid?

Even now, when he thinks of that night, he knelt at the highest place of the Black Dragon Valley in fear, always feeling that there was a long-haired woman in white behind him, looking at him with cold eyes, sneering silently, and in the dark mountain stream in front of him, there seemed to be a creepy feeling of a black dragon circling and flying, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

But he doesn't regret it.

It was only because he came back from Heilongyu that night that he had a fever of 39 degrees 8, and he had been bedridden for 16 years after receiving a call from the leader of the city organization department.

He became the director of the Drought Control Office.

Officials to deputies!

After seeing the letter of appointment, the dream-like old man began to strongly suspect that the leader's brain might be in water.

Of course, he wouldn't ask the leader if his brain was in water, as he began to believe what his wife said.

Director Cheng's grandfather, that old monk friend, is known as Master Kongkong.

I have a strange feeling now.

Obviously, because of the prophecy of the empty master, he married a wife like a flower, and according to what the old monk said, after the adventure on Chinese New Year's Eve, he became the biggest dark horse among the many contenders for the director of the drought control office, and he may really become a real power in the future.

But why, whenever he thinks of the old monk, he feels cold in his heart and feels uncomfortable?

No one likes their future to be seen in advance by someone.

So he usually doesn't allow his wife to mention the old monk.

Director Cheng, after the year, never mentioned the old monk.

But at this time tonight, she admitted that she had found the old monk again.

Director Chang's appearance is not very good, but he has a kind heart - he is very good to his wife, works hard and has a correct attitude towards life, which completely convinced Director Cheng, who just wanted to rely on him to realize his dream of becoming an official's wife at the beginning.

Treat him as a heaven, a haven of happiness.

Qingshan has suffered a once-in-a-century drought since last year, Director Chang is anxious, and Director Cheng is also worried.

Especially when he woke up in the middle of the night and saw that the pillow was empty, and his husband was still in the unit, he was worried about how to solve the drought in Qingshan, and after worrying and becoming more and more haggard, Director Cheng was very distressed, and went back to his mother's house with him, and asked his grandfather to call Master Kongkong and ask the old monk when the drought in Qingshan would be lifted and what his husband should do during the period.

"Dragon, what does it mean that the dragon is not in the abyss?"

Chang, who had been stupid for a long time, blinked his eyes and muttered.

In fact, according to his cultural level, of course, he can read the meaning of this sentence.

He asked his wife, it was just an instinctive reaction after he came to his senses.

Sure enough, Director Cheng gave the exact same answer as he understood: "The dragon in Qingshan is not at home." Naturally, it will not rain the clouds and rain on the green mountains - otherwise, the artificial rain a few days ago should have an effect. ”

Raising his hand and rubbing his old face vigorously, Lao Chang was a little more energetic: "Then, did he say that the dragon of Qingshan, when will he go home?" ”

"Mangzhong."

"Mango?"

Chang Chang immediately picked up his phone and began to flip through the calendar.

Mango is one of the 24 solar terms, and the annual mango is either the 5th or 6th of June in the solar calendar.

It's just Labor Day, and it's still more than a month before the mango planting.

In other words, Qingshan will be dry for another month.

"If this is true, then when Long returns, I, the director of the Drought Relief Office, should also be laid off."

Lao Chang smiled bitterly and put down his phone.

Although he also knows very well that God just doesn't rain, not to mention that he is just a small director of the drought control office, even if he is the biggest leader in Qingshan, there is no problem.

But when the drought gets worse, someone has to be pushed out and take responsibility for why it doesn't rain.

There is no backstage, and I still don't know if the leader's brain is really in the water, and he is undoubtedly the best person responsible.

When the time comes, he can only roll up and get out.

Director Cheng's expression was also a little gloomy.

The temperature suddenly became stuffy again.

It turned out that the wind had stopped.

Just a few minutes ago, in the night sky with lightning and thunder outside the window, the dark clouds were slowly dissipating, and the bright moon slowly revealed half of its face.

God, it's clear.

Downstairs, more than a dozen staff members of the Drought Relief Office stood stunned, looking up at the night sky, and were silent for a long time.

People really don't understand, why doesn't it rain when the sky is cloudy like this?

"Why, it doesn't rain? Alas. ”

When Director Chang sighed weakly, Director Cheng suddenly remembered something: "Oh, that's right. The master also said that before Qingshan Long returned home, it was best to prepare for flood prevention and flood prevention in case of accidents. ”

"What?"

Chang always suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

According to the natural law that the extremes of things must be opposed, there will be a major flood after a great drought, and there is still a certain market.

I believe that the leaders of the subordinate departments will definitely take this into account.

But the problem is that Qingshan is currently in the year of a great drought that has not been seen in a century, and everyone is racking their brains at this time about how to improve the drought situation.

"When the dragon returns to Qingshanyuan, it is when the torrential rain pours down, and the sun is not seen in the half moon."

Director Cheng also seemed to know that she was engaged in some kind of superstitious activity to influence her husband's work, and his voice was lowered: "So I personally think that you must report to the leader and do a good job in flood control." In the Qingshan section of the Yellow River in the north of the city, it is time to clean up the silt. Otherwise, when the rainy season arrives upstream, the river will swell, and the threat of this above-ground river to the north bank will be unimaginable. ”

Lao Chang's cheeks kept bulging, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Husband, you must listen to me this time. Even if you are misunderstood by the leader and dismissed and go home, isn't there still me to accompany you to grow old? ”

Director Cheng walked over, hooked Lao Chang's neck with both hands, and began to smile again: "Big deal, let's go open a small restaurant." When the time comes, you will be the boss and chef, and I will be the boss lady and the runner. It's not necessarily worse than now. ”

Opening a small restaurant is the biggest wish outside of the old officialdom.

He was moved by his wife's words, and suddenly reached out to pick up Director Cheng's cheongsam, panting and roaring: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Let's solve the drought first! ”

"Ah, isn't your leader coming?"

Director Cheng was made to snort by the usual rough movements.

"The leader is a hair-"

When he put his wife on the table, he said domineeringly.

is domineering in front of his wife, and he is a real man.

Lao Min also thinks so.

So when he came home drunk, he and his wife asked for money, saying that they would immediately return to an underground casino, and that they would fight to the death with those bastards who had won him 5,000 yuan.

Pointing at Min Mu and scolding: "Bang, why don't you give me money?" All that money was earned by Lao Tzu from Macau. Nima's, hurry up and get the money! ”

Min Mu bit her lip tightly and didn't speak, just shook her head vigorously.

"You're deliberately making Lao Tzu angry, right?"

Lao Min was in a hurry, made a gesture of rolling up his sleeves, and when he reached out and was about to grab his wife's collar, the door of the second bedroom opened, and Min Rou, who was wearing a plain nightgown and tied a ponytail with a white silk, stood at the door and looked at him coldly.

Lao Min's arrogance in front of his wife immediately wilted, just like in the face of heavy rain.

A flattering smile quickly appeared on the old face: "Xiao, Xiaorou, it turns out that you are also here, at home." ”

After looking at her father for a full minute, Min Rou sighed: "Alas, Dad, you have killed Li Nannan, and you are not satisfied." Isn't it until you kill me and my mother that you wake up? ”

"Xiaorou, how do you talk to your father?"

Lao Min smiled awkwardly, his eyes flashing: "Besides, I didn't force Li Nannan to save you." ”