Chapter 110: Mouth

More than a year later, Huamei was transferred to the obstetrics and gynecology department of Shujiang Bailong Power Plant Staff Hospital, and the unit took care of an old house.

On Saturday afternoon, Da Hong came home from the Stone Buddha as usual, and when he entered the door, he couldn't wait to hug Hua Mei and kiss her, stroked her big belly and said, "Son, Dad is getting paid today, what do you want to eat?" "He told me that he wanted to eat pork liver." "Okay, Dad, I'm going to buy it."

Dahong took the cabbage around the market for a long time, and finally saw a large cage of pork liver, and asked, "How to sell it?" "A piece of five." "It's too expensive." "You get what you pay for, look at it, whose pork liver is better than this?" Dahong hesitated, and the butcher continued: "Brother, we are doing business, and we are most afraid of not knowing the goods." "Yes, a pound."

Dahong Market came out and bumped into Zhu Xiaowen, she had high heels, eggplant-colored bags, a dark checkered T-shirt tucked into milky white trousers, her breasts were plump and prominent, and her long hair was flowing behind a shawl.

"Brother Dahong, Sister Huamei is really blessed."

"Everyone eats fish, let's make up the net. Xiaowen, who did you give the Chinese medicine you mentioned? ”

"Catch it for Dad." "Uncle is sick?" "Alas, it's a pit again. I finally got sick at home all day and took several pairs of Chinese medicine. "Why is this ......" "People, when they are popular, they are like a market, and when they are unlucky, they are afraid to come to the door, and there is no shortage of people who fall into the well." "The world is hot and cold!" "Brother Da Hong, my dad has been talking about you from time to time recently, I wanted to talk to Sister Hua Mei, and I happened to meet you today. I think you should come and see him. Do you understand? ”

Dahong went home and fried the pork liver and said, "Huamei, you can help your son taste it first and see how his father's cooking skills are?" "Look at you, you're beautiful." Hua Mei put a piece of pork liver into her mouth, chewing it and making a chirping sound, the taste was extremely dry, but she still swallowed it. Dahong saw her expression and said, "I'm too old? Hua Mei smiled and said, "You taste it." Dahong vomited it out and sighed: "Profiteer, use beef liver to pretend to be pig liver." I'll go to him. "Forget it, some people say that beef liver, horse lungs, sheep intestines are a great tonic, and we are a blessing in disguise."

The next day, Da Hong went to Zhu Litang's house and handed Zhu Xiaowen the fruit she was mentioning, she said, "Brother Da Hong, what are you doing, Sister Hua Mei needs more nutrition now." "Uncle is sick, and I really don't have anything to handle."

Zhu Litang dozed off the sofa, his bright bald head, as if telling the sadness of the end of prosperity. Zhu Xiaowen woke him up gently and said, "Dad, Brother Dahong sees you coming." He opened his loose eyes, looked at Da Hong listlessly, his eyes seemed to suddenly brighten, and said: "Da Hong, now that my relatives and friends are avoiding me, your baby has come to the door, are you not afraid?" "What are you afraid of, you are my uncle, come and see when you are sick, it is normal for people." But, uncle, I don't understand, who are you guilty again? "In the final analysis, you are on the wrong side, officialdom, more fierce than the battlefield." On the battlefield, the sword and the gun are hard to fight, and this officialdom relies on secret tricks. People borrowed another 'peach-colored incident' to easily connect the pot. Dahong, uncle is really innocent this time, so wronged. "Then the uncle will admit it?" "Alas, it's really like Lu Bu of the Three Kingdoms, his soul is scattered, but I don't know who made the 'beauty plan' and 'serial plan'" "Who is this 'Erchan'? "Do you remember Teacher Hu Chunxia from Xinhe Middle School?" "Of course." "She's a victim."

Zhu Litang was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and sighed: "Alas, don't talk about me." That's how my uncle has been in this life. Dahong, when you were assigned to the Stone Buddha, you were still jealous of me, right? "Never, because I failed my uncle first. Besides, it's good for young people to sharpen and sharpen. "This time and that time. Now that we are reforming and opening up, our fellow villagers have put forward the 'three modernizations', which is the time for you young people to make great achievements. In just a few years, the world has changed, and even university professors have gone to the streets to sell biscuits for a second career. You can't rest in the middle of nowhere, it's time to get out. In this case, I will ask Principal Chen for a day off, you should hurry up and write a transfer application tonight, and go to the Personnel Department of the Education Bureau tomorrow to hand it over to Section Chief Jia, and you will not care about the rest of the matter. "Thank you, uncle."

The next morning, Da Hung went to the Personnel Department of the Education Bureau, and there was a man sitting at the desk fifty miles away, with a white and chubby face, leaning on a rattan chair and looking up at the ceiling, his right hand resting on the armrest with a cigarette, looking leisurely and arrogant; The two people opposite him, one sitting and one standing, chatting with great interest.

"Is Chief Jia here?"

The elephant on the wicker chair was blind and deaf, and the one standing glanced at Dahong and pointed to the wooden chair on the side. Dahong willingly sat down and waited, and a person outside the door walked in with a haha: "It turns out that the two of you are here to wait for Section Chief Jia." The person leaning on the rattan chair spitting on the smoke ring smiled and said: "Lao Huang, you are usually angry, but last night the average person was not more than a pound, why did you have your butt facing the sky, hahaha." "Chief Jia has a lot of money, and he is willing to lose." "Not convinced? How about another ring match tonight? Hahaha. ”

"Ah, he's Chief Jia." Dahong said in his heart.

Lao Huang smiled and handed a cigarette to Chief Jia, he took it on his mouth, Lao Huang hurriedly lit it, he spat out the smoke ring motionlessly, glanced at the three people in front of him, pursed his lips and smiled.

Someone shouted at the door: "Lao Huang, let you call someone, what's the matter, the director is in a hurry." Lao Huang hurriedly said: "Section Chief Jia, wait a while, let's go." Chief Jia pursed his lips and smiled, and Lao Huang called the two of them away.

Dahong got up and handed over the cigarette: "Section Chief Jia, please smoke." He glanced at it and didn't answer, slowly picked up the tea jar, tasted the tea and said, "What's the matter?" Da Hung handed over the transfer application and said: "I ask the organization to take care of it, it is indeed difficult for our husband and wife to separate." "How many years have you been at Shifo Middle School?" "Two or three years." "Others with gray hair don't ask for care, you don't blush at a young age?" "Chief Jia, I'm really specific...... "Who isn't specific?" Take it back, take it back. ”

Dahong rushed to Zhu Litang and said, "Uncle, Section Chief Jia didn't accept the application and kicked me out of the door." "This old Jia, didn't you tell him that I asked you to go?" "As soon as I opened my mouth, he blew him up, how could I have a chance to speak." "If you go back again, you will say that I told you to go to him."

Section Chief Jia still looked in the same posture as before, but his chubby face added some sleepiness and sleepiness, and when he saw Dahong walk into the office, he reprimanded: "You young man, what are you doing back again?" Didn't you know what you just said? Let's go, let's go. Dahong smiled and said: "Section Chief Jia's previous words have benefited me a lot. My uncle has to make it back thanks thanks. Jia Kechang glanced at him, rolled his eyes secretly, and said, "Who is your uncle?" "Zhu Litang." "You, you are ......" "I am his own nephew." "Ahh......h

Section Chief Jia suddenly had a pleasant face, took Dahong's cigarette and said, "Apply to show me" Dahong handed it over and said: "Uncle said, please care about Section Chief Jia." ”

Section Chief Jia nodded, looked at the application and said to himself: "Hmm...... Your situation is indeed very special and should be taken care of first. After that, he took out a notebook from the drawer and wrote: Zhu Litang (Shifo Middle School, Yang Dahong, applying for transfer to a middle school in the city. ）

"Go back and tell your uncle that your special situation will definitely be considered by the organization, so that he can rest assured. If there is anything, I will reach out to him. Go back, don't interfere with your work. ”

"Thank you."