On weekend nights, Meng Dongran carried a few live fish and a pheasant that Li Kaiwang specially brought from the countryside to the house of Chang Guoan, the director of the city *****. Visiting Chang Guoan on the weekend has become a homework for Meng Dongran, who used to come with Ye Xiaotang, but later Ye Xiaotang learned about his past with Chang Guoan's daughter Chang Xiaoli, and he couldn't be jealous. In fact, this is not a big deal, when Meng Dongran first joined the work, he was very appreciated by Chang Guoan. At that time, Chang Guoan was in the golden period of his high-spirited life, and his enthusiasm for work was extremely high, but most of the villagers were native cadres, and Chang Guoan could not be satisfied with his quality or work motivation. After Meng Dongran was assigned to Shuanghe Township, Chang Guoan grabbed him as tightly as his trouser belt as if he had obtained a treasure, and he had to take Meng Dongran with him wherever he went. Chang Guoan's wife Xie Zizhen also likes Meng Dongran very much, and every weekend, she always makes something delicious and calls Meng Dongran to eat at home. After going back and forth, Meng Dongran and Chang Xiaoli became acquainted, and later Xie Zizhen proposed to let his daughter fall in love with Meng Dongran. Chang Xiaoli was working in the county taxation bureau at the time, and she was a well-known beauty in Sanjiang County. Of course, Meng Dongran has no opinion, he can be the fast son-in-law of the permanent secretary, for him from a poor family in the countryside, not only climbing, but also finding a big tree for himself, whether in life or career in the future, he has endless light. The two of them got along well at the beginning, but Meng Dongran was always cautious, for fear that saying the wrong word or doing the wrong thing would make Chang Xiaoli unhappy. Chang Xiaoli, with Meng Dongran, a countryman, as a follower, she can just play with her young lady's temper. Three years have passed, and the two of them are only flowering but not bearing fruit, Xie Zizhen saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, and secretly asked his future son-in-law more than once, how is it going, why is it only thundering and not raining? Meng Dongran smiled shyly and threw an ambiguous sentence to his mother-in-law-to-be: "It's still early, Xiaoli is still testing me." Xie Zizhen said dissatisfiedly: "The test, in the past, the development of the underground party has not been tested for so long. I met your Uncle Chang on the first day, and the next day I went into the cave room. You, looking at your smart and smart minds, why don't you open your mind, do you want me to teach you by hand? Meng Dongran's face flushed when he said this, of course he understood Xie Zizhen's thoughts, similar to raw rice cooked rice, he had also heard it more than once from the friendly reminders and kind teachings of his colleagues, but at the critical moment, he shrank back and couldn't take that step. At this point, he had only kissed Chang Xiaoli once in the night, and before he could taste anything, Chang Xiaoli took advantage of someone on the road to push him away. Something deeper, he thought, really didn't have the courage.

Just when Xie Zizhen was looking forward to the stars and the moon and her daughter opening her mouth and letting her open her mouth to do the marriage, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and Chang Xiaoli proposed to get married, but the other party was not Meng Dongran, but a deputy director of their tax bureau, the man was in his thirties and already had a wife.

"I don't care, I'm going to marry him!" Chang Xiaoli said to her mother, whose face had been deformed in shock.

"You're crazy, don't marry a good guy like Xiao Meng, what crazy are you talking about!" Xie Zizhen was stunned by her daughter's words, and couldn't find the words to persuade her daughter for a while. Chang Xiaoli looked at her frightened mother, and looked like she was going her own way: "Anyway, I'm going to marry him, Meng Dongran is good, you can marry him." ”

"What are you talking about, you're trying to me off,!"

In the winter of that year, a strange incident occurred in the remote Sanjiang County: Chang Xiaoli, who had been recognized as Meng Dongran's future wife, made a fuss in Sanjiang and forced Fang Liyong, deputy director of the Sanjiang Taxation Bureau, to divorce and marry her. Fang Liyong's wife is a middle school teacher who is too traditional to be more traditional, and after the turmoil, she felt that she had no face to live anymore, so she drank pesticides in a fit of anger and died in a hospital bed, leaving behind a three-year-old boy. Even so, Chang Xiaoli still rushed to Deputy Director Fang's marriage bed without hesitation, leaving Meng Dongran, who had been waiting for her for three years, aside. Xie Zizhen was seriously ill and almost couldn't get out, and then she grabbed Meng Dongran's hand and said, "Life, it's all life, how could I give birth to such a sinful seed." Dongran, you want to open a little, if you can't be a son-in-law, be a son, in this life, I will love you. ”

Meng Dongran's eyes were sour, and he grabbed Xie Zizhen's hand tightly: "Auntie, it's all bad to blame Dongran, it's useless to blame Dongran, don't worry, in this life, I will treat you like my own mother." ”

Meng Dongran did what he said, more than 20 years have passed, no matter where he goes, whether he is promoted or succumbed, Chang Guoan and Xie Zizhen are in his heart. During the New Year's holidays, you can not go to your hometown, but Chang Guoan is here, but he does not leave a single time. Of course, Chang Guoan's two sons are also better to him than his own son, if it weren't for Chang Guoan, Meng Dongran's career would not have been so smooth, it can be said that Chang Guoan single-handedly carried him up. Just three months ago, Chang Guoan lobbied extensively to create public opinion for him to defeat Jiang Shangyuan and others and successfully take office as director of the National Development and Reform Commission. Meng Dongran was appointed chairman of the Tongjiang Development and Reform Commission, and two deputy department-level cadres of the National People's Congress were also promoted to one level, one as chairman of the Legislative Affairs Committee and the other as director of the Motions Committee. Among them, the one who became the director of the proposal committee was just a typist in a ** agency at the beginning, because her brother-in-law and Pan Xiangming were college classmates, and the inexplicable moon took a picture of her near the water.

Xie Zizhen greeted Meng Dongran warmly: "It's Dongran, I said why are your eyelids jumping, I know that you are coming, sit down, I will make you tea." ”

With the arrival of her old age, Xie Zizhen became more and more enthusiastic and polite to Meng Dongran, she chattered if she didn't come for a few days, and when she came, the wrinkles on her forehead could smile, and her mouth could be so sweet that honey flowed out. Chang Guoan said that this is called senile hypochondrosis, but Meng Dongran thinks it is not.

Chang Guoan was not in the living room, Meng Dongran handed over the fish in his hand and asked quietly: "What about the old chief?" ”

"I'm obsessed with practicing calligraphy, and I waste a pile of paper in one day, which makes me feel distressed." Xie Zizhen took the gift and said angrily: "How many times have you said it, you will come, but if you don't listen, you have to break the bill every time." The things were put in the kitchen, and he was looking for good tea to brew for Meng Dong, and his mouth was not idle: "There is a cigarette on the table, you smoke it yourself." ”

Meng Dongran opened the special soft China, and when he arrived at Chang Guoan's house, he didn't have to be polite, and he couldn't be polite, as soon as he was polite, there were more wrinkles on Xie Zizhen's face, and he was going to smoke one, but he didn't let you smoke three.

"I've been busy lately, I've heard the old man mention it." After making tea, Xie Zizhen sat down opposite Meng Dongran, looked Meng Dongran up and down with a pair of eyes for a long time, and passed Meng Dongran through a sieve again. That gaze is not only appreciation, but also more regrets. Xie Zizhen believes that the biggest failure in this life is not to turn Meng Dongran into his son-in-law. The mother-in-law's regret for her son-in-law, hidden in her forties until now, has taken root and borne fruit, and it can no longer be erased, and it hurts more and more.

"When you lose weight, you know your job, and if you are like Uncle Chang, you know how to work hard for the public." Xie Zizhen complained distressedly, peeled a piece of chocolate for Meng Dongran, Meng Dongran didn't want to eat it, he was afraid that Xie Zizhen would feed it to him by himself, so he hurriedly took it and put it in his mouth.

At this time, the bedroom door opened, Meng Dongran thought it was Chang Guoan, but who knew that it was Chang Xiaoli who walked out of the bedroom. Chang Xiaoli glanced at Meng Dongran lightly, didn't speak, went to the water dispenser to pick up a glass of water, and entered the bedroom again.

"Hurt people, leave again, run to your mother's house to be angry, in your last life, you did evil to Aunt Xie." Xie Zizhen's nose twitched, and he was about to shed tears as he spoke. Meng Dongran sighed. As early as when he went to Sanjiang County to serve as the deputy county magistrate, Chang Xiaoli divorced Fang Liyong, first singled for a while, and then married a little man who was five years younger than her, but within a year, it fell apart again. Until the year before last, Meng Dongran had become the deputy secretary general of the city, Chang Xiaoli suddenly married a real estate developer surnamed Jiang, the real estate developer was in his fifties, a few years younger than her father, his wife died in a car accident during a trip, I thought she could come to the end of this marriage, who knows or ......

"I'm also dead, she is her life, and her parents are idle no matter how worried they are, who made her disobedient at the beginning." Xie Zizhen sighed, wiped away the disobedient tears from the corners of his eyes with a tissue, and smiled hard. Meng Dongran was afraid that she would repeat the old words, every time she talked about Chang Xiaoli, Xie Zizhen would always turn over the things about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds back then, and there were too many regrets in her tone. This matter has been hidden from Ye Xiaotang all along, but it was because Xie Zizhen chattered that Ye Xiaotang heard the flaws, and went home to chase and beat hard, forcing Meng Dongran to tell the truth. Xie Zizhen didn't have a good impression of Ye Xiaotang, not that Ye Xiaotang didn't do anything well, the key was that Xie Zizhen looked at Meng Dongran being good to Ye Xiaotang, and he felt really awkward. Now that Ye Xiaotang is not here, Xie Zizhen seems to have won some kind of victory, and he is more and more cordial to Meng Dongran. Chang Xiaoli couldn't get used to it, and once scolded her mother in front of Meng Dongran: "I've seen you cheap, but I've never seen you so cheap." If you are reluctant, you will go with him! ”

This was said by Xie Zizhen who slept in the hospital for half a month, pitying the hearts of parents all over the world.

The two exchanged a few words, and as soon as the study door rang, it was Chang Guoan who came out.

Chang Guoan is 1.8 meters tall and very burly, which often gives people the illusion that he came up from the army. In fact, no, Chang Guoan was the first private teacher, and he climbed from a private teacher step by step to today's position. However, his face is very old, and he looks like he has reached retirement age. There is a secret here: Chang Guoan has changed his age three times. Once when he was the deputy secretary of the Sanjiang County Party Committee, he was changed to three years old. Later, I felt that it was not enough, so I called the director of the police station in my hometown and said: "Can you make it thorough at once, don't I just want to dedicate a few more years to the revolutionary work?" "That time the police station made a big move and gave him another three years of age. I thought that when he went from the municipal party committee to the people's congress, he encountered the age limit, Chang Guoan did not give up, and called the director of the Sanjiang County Public Security Bureau in a daze: "Do you see that I am so old, you go back and calculate, you must ensure that I work for a full term." "If you change it, you can't do this kind of thing, even if you change it, others won't believe it, and the organization will change you back. Chang Guoan is different, he is the oldest and deepest in the four major teams of Tongjiang, and Tongjiang will tremble when he coughs. Everyone knows that his age is fake, and no one will expose it, as long as he brings a legal certificate, he can continue to be in the prime of life. As a result, this time, Chang Guoan dropped a few years old, and in this way, his age is not much different from Meng Dongran. When the housing prices in Tongjiang soared, someone wrote a letter to Chang Guoan, saying Director Chang, can you think of a way to make the housing prices the same as your age, and plant three heels. Chang Guoan was not angry, took the letter, and said with a smile: "The house price is not surnamed Chang, I let it go down, it will be lowered, Ge Laozi, let me fight with me, the party and the people will not agree." ”

"The old leader is good, and the words have grown a lot." Meng Dongran hurriedly got up and greeted him with a smile.

"Dongran, you came just in time, I just wrote a picture of Yue Fei's Man Jianghong, you can comment on it."

Meng Dongran followed Chang Guoan to the study, Boss Xie Zizhen snorted reluctantly, she hadn't talked enough to Meng Dongran, the old man was always like this, and he didn't let her say it happily every time.

Entering the study, Chang Guoan habitually closed the door, pointed to a piece of ink on the table that had not dried, and said, "Evaluate it, see if I am wasting the paper?" Meng Dongran walked over, pretended to be very engaged and admired for a long time, and sighed: "Powerful and powerful, good, I see kung fu every day, I deserve to be an old leader, the penmanship is different, I have seen the words of Yunshan Zhenren." "Yunshan Zhenren is the most famous calligrapher in Tongjiang, and he has a good relationship with Chang Guoan.

"Fake, when you hear it, it's flattery." Chang Guoan walked over and stared at his ink for a long time. In fact, his words are far from Yunshan Zhenren, and he owes a lot of penmanship or charm, but Meng Dongran can flaunt it like this, and his heart is still hot. Everything needs to be recognized by others, whether it is true or false, affirmation is always happier than negation.

Meng Dongran doesn't know calligraphy, and in his eyes, the more words he can't read, the better. Over the years, with the promotion of his official position, more and more people have sent him paintings and words, and others can't ask for Yunshan Zhenren's words, but there are many piles of garbage in his office. When he was the deputy secretary general, Mao Shengshu, the dean of the Tongjiang Painting Institute, a disciple of Yunshan Zhenren, also respectfully asked him to write a book review, but Meng Dongran couldn't refuse, so he had to ask a comrade of the Cultural Bureau to write it, and he gave it to Mao Shengshu by name, but he didn't think that the full text of the "Tongjiang Daily" would be published the next day, which made him very embarrassed. Immediately after him, he was hired as the honorary president of the Tongjiang Painting Institute, he knew that others were using him as a tiger skin, in order to ask for a few more money from **, but he did not refuse. The more virtual things you have, the more you are valued. Some people are not addicted to a real job, and they have to take on a number of false positions, and if they are real and real, you can't figure out what kind of official he is, but you just think that he is a character, and you can't underestimate him, in fact, there is a similar psychology, every official has it. Let's just say Chang Guoan, practicing calligraphy is not out of a hobby, the reason for practicing, one is to pass away excess energy, and the other is to find a way out for the future to retreat, you can't sit on the rostrum, at least there is a circle of activities, so as not to be beaten into hell as soon as you leave your seat. The former chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference (CPPCC) couldn't do anything because he retired, and he fell ill soon after he was bored at home, and he died in less than a year.

After talking, Chang Guoan asked Meng Dongran to sit. Meng Dongran knew that Chang Guoan took him to the study, not to let him read, but to talk about business. The leader's study, like the leader's office, is always a place where secrets are produced or dismantled, and those who can come and go freely in these two places are not far from the leader.

"Liutong Highway has been decided?" Chang Guoan asked.

Meng Dongran nodded and said, "It's almost, I contacted the province yesterday, and the project has passed, so I need the matching funds in the province." ”

"Have you thought about it, who will do it?" Chang Guoan is always so single-handed, never going around the corner.

Meng Dongran shook his head. Liutong Highway is different from other projects, this is a national key support project, there are a lot of rules and regulations, not to let whoever you want to do, you don't know how many procedures to go through, how many rounds of fighting to decide which one. But Chang Guoan asked this, it was clear that he already had someone in his heart, Meng Dongran felt that he didn't come well today, if Chang Guoan directly finalized the candidate for him, then he would die passively.

Fortunately, Chang Guoan didn't learn to find a good person without thinking as usual, today he put a door on his mouth, it seems that he is also well aware of the complexity of this project, and only said: "This project is afraid that it will be a bloody battle, Dongran, you, the director of the National Development and Reform Commission, will have to undergo a big test this time." ”

Meng Dongran said from the bottom of his heart: "I want to fight for the project now and am afraid of the project, the old leader, the director of the National Development and Reform Commission, is not easy to do." ”

"I'm scared so soon and want to retreat?" Chang Guoan stared at Meng Dongran for a while, and he couldn't see fear on his face, but the worry was obvious, and he smiled loudly: "How long does it take for a talent to have such a wrinkled face, this is not your 'Meng Alloy' character." ”

In one sentence, Meng Dongran was speechless, and there is an allusion to say this "Meng alloy".

At that time, Meng Dongran was the executive deputy county magistrate of Sanjiang County, and he offended many people for the renovation of the old city. At that time, the deputy secretary of the county party committee secretly manipulated a force to exert pressure on Meng Dongran, and used the shantytown renovation to encourage a group of demolition households to petition and make trouble. On the occasion of the National Day, He Chenggang, a well-known petitioner in Sanjiang, took more than 50 people to sit quietly in front of the provincial ** gate, holding a banner with very radical words written on it. Meng Dongran rushed to the provincial capital overnight to receive people, He Chenggang threatened to dare to let him go back, and he was in Meng Dongran's office**. The province has a clear stipulation that if a mass petition incident occurs in any county, the county will not be able to pass the assessment of the comprehensive management of society and the work of letters and visits that year. Meng Dongran, who lost his official position, was not afraid, he was afraid that this matter would affect Yu Qinghe, the county magistrate at the time, who was a good person, devoted himself to his work, and finally sacrificed his life for the development of Sanjiang. Meng Dongran was out of the way at that time, he asked a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau and the captain of the criminal investigation team to forcibly twist He Chenggang into the car, and along the way he was thinking, how to subdue this person, if this person is not fair, his work in Sanjiang will not be smooth. When he returned to Sanjiang, he had a solution.

He ordered the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau to bring He Chenggang directly to his office and said, "Don't you want to **, I will fulfill you today, if you dare to regret it, I will order you today!" As he spoke, he turned to the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau: "Go, bring me two barrels of gasoline!" The deputy director didn't know what to do, thinking he was joking, but he didn't move, but Meng Dongran suddenly got angry: "The command can't move, isn't it, what are you still doing in a daze, I want two barrels of gasoline, ten catties per barrel!" ”

The deputy director trembled, He Chenggang didn't care at all, he crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at Meng Dongran's face with disdain. Meng Dongran's face darkened, and something churned in his heart. Half an hour later, the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau brought two barrels of gasoline, genuine, from the gas station. Meng Dongran rushed to the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau and said, "It's none of your business, you go out, and you can bring the door to me." Then he looked at He Chenggang, who had an onion in his nose: "Do you come by yourself or will I help you?" He Chenggang still didn't take it seriously, he has seen a lot of this kind of trick, these cadres know how to bluff people, who is he He Chenggang, a famous petitioner in Sanjiang, the provincial cadres are scared of him, and he is afraid that a deputy county magistrate will not succeed? And behind him......

"Pour, why don't you dare pour?" Seeing that He Chenggang still had no intention of repenting, Meng Dongran was even more angry, stepped forward, lifted the gasoline barrel suddenly, pulled out the lid, picked it up and poured it on himself, and said as he poured: "Don't you just want to see my Meng Dongran's jokes, okay, today I will simply let you see enough, you see that I Meng Dongran is afraid of death and not afraid of death." A bucket of gasoline was poured on him like that, and then he picked up another bucket and walked towards He Chenggang. At this time, He Chenggang was scared, and he wanted to retreat, Meng Dongran laughed a few times: "Want to slip away? It's late, I'll accompany you today, you He Chenggang is right, the lives of the people are their lives, and the lives of officials are also their lives, and today I will exchange my lives for your lives! As he spoke, he lifted the gasoline barrel and poured it on He Chenggang without a head or a brain. When the deputy director of the public security bureau outside heard that the situation was wrong, he wanted to rush in, but the door made Meng Dongran lock, and in a hurry, he called the office director and Meng Dongran's secretary, and slammed the door. Inside, Meng Dongran had already taken out a lighter and looked at He Chenggang fearlessly. He Chenggang had already shaken into a ball, he had seen many cadres, but he had never seen this kind of playful life. At the moment when Meng Dongran tried to ignite the fire, He Chenggang's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic and said: "I don't dare, County Magistrate Meng, I don't dare anymore, I have old and young, how dare I play this with you?" You adults don't care about villains, raise your noble hand and let me go, I won't let them be gunmen again. ”

"No way!" Meng Dongran held the lighter high and said more seriously: "The surname is He, I want to regret it now, it's too late, didn't you threaten not to let me Meng Dongran have a good life?" Didn't you threaten to help them pull out my nail? Well, now I'll fulfill you. As he spoke, he pressed his fingers lightly, only to hear a "pop" sound in the room where the air was extremely tight. He Chenggang thought about it, he had turned to ashes, shouted my mother, and ran out, but he hit the door headlong, I don't know if he was too nervous or too hard, and fainted.

There was no terrible scene in the house, when the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau broke down the door and rushed in, the strong smell of gasoline almost smoked him, he saw Meng Dongran holding a lighter, and pounced on him lifelessly: "The county magistrate can't, put it down!" ”

Meng Dongran was holding a scrapped lighter, which could make a sound, but it couldn't catch fire.

It was by no means a false alarm, everyone who rushed into the house that day was frightened by the look of life on Meng Dongran's face. Yu Qinghe, the county magistrate, rushed over, and when he saw that he was doused with gasoline, there was still blood on his face, and he screamed bitterly: "Lao Meng, what are you doing, you are asking for my life!" As he spoke, he rushed over and hugged him tightly, shouting in his mouth: "Lao Meng, Lao Meng, my good brother, I can't help it-"

He Chenggang was completely subdued, and he no longer dared to mention the word "petition". Meng Dongran did not do anything, and under the pretext of investigating the reasons for the petition, he used extraordinary means to send the deputy secretary of the county party committee and the director of the urban construction bureau to prison who had made a lot of ill-gotten gains by renovating the old city. This matter is passed down in several versions among the people, and some people say that what Meng Dongran said to He Chenggang that day was: "Don't you just make synthetic steel, see if you are hard or my silicon-manganese alloy is hard!" Some people also said that Meng Dongran's move was not directed at He Chenggang, but by borrowing He Chenggang to bring down the deputy secretary of the county party committee, who was a "silicon-manganese alloy". Anyway, since then, Meng Dongran has had the nickname of "Meng Alloy".

The past is embarrassing, and the past is also emotional. Over the years, Meng Dongran has deeply realized a layer of truth: being a man, if you are too soft, anyone will use you as a persimmon, and when you should be reckless, you must be reckless. But if it's too hard, you'll have countless hills around you, and some of them will instantly become fortresses. The highest level is moderate in hard and soft, which is incomprehensible. But this soft and hard is moderate, the heat is difficult to grasp, facing different people, different forces and different things, your temperature, humidity and hardness are different.

Meng Dongran pondered for a while, and still said with a humble attitude and docile words: "Let the old leader bother, this project is different from anything else, I will take it seriously, and when Secretary Xiang Ming is in charge personally, the pressure on my shoulders will be less." ”

Meng Dongran smoothly led Pan Xiangming out, he said this has two meanings: one is to seal Chang Guoan's mouth, seeing that he is so close to Chang Guoan, but more often, he is still on guard, but this guard is wrapped in another thing, and it is easy to see, this thing is called the grace of knowledge, and it can also be understood as respecting the elder. Respecting the old is a science, and it is a killer weapon, and moving out an old man at a critical time is very lethal to the opponent. Of course, respecting the elderly is even more virtuous, and I haven't heard of a person who doesn't respect the elderly who can rise to the top. Meng Dongran's reputation in this regard is unusually good, not only Chang Guoan, but also those old people who have withdrawn from the political stage in Tongjiang, as long as Meng Dongran is mentioned, they often can't help but express their approval, and this praise has become the support of public opinion at a certain time, and has become an invisible force that affects the people who control his fate. There are two sides to everything, Meng Dongran is often exhausted by Chang Guoan and in a dilemma, especially in the past two years, Chang Guoan has interfered more and more with him, and sometimes he is even acting on his behalf. Meng Dongran can understand Chang Guoan, a person who has been on the battlefield for most of his life, suddenly arrived at the post of the National People's Congress, although this position was still obtained by fraud, the feeling of losing power still made Chang Guoan uncomfortable, so he had to borrow his knife to use the rest of his strength. Understanding is understanding, Meng Dongran still doesn't want Chang Guoan's two empty hands to be forcibly stretched out to him again and again after arriving at the National People's Congress. Picking your own peaches, even if you pick them and then honor Chang Guoan, that's another matter. Chang Guoan plundered uncontrollably, he couldn't stand it in his heart, he didn't say anything about the impact on his work, and the outside talk was not good. After all, the word "puppet" is a stone in anyone's heart, and it is a stinky stone. On the other hand, he also conveyed a message to Chang Guoan, Pan Xiangming attached great importance to this project, and maybe he already had a suitable candidate on his side.

Sure enough, the smile on Chang Guoan's face was gone, the three words "Pan Xiangming", he would twitch whenever he heard it, he was embarrassed for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled as if he broke something: "Don't talk about this, don't talk about this, why do you keep talking about work at home, Dongran, I want to talk to you about Xiaoli's child today......"