Xing Yi returned to the county seat, met Yang Linxiang, and asked Yang Linxiang to contact a friend and go to Sangjiazhai by car, and help deliver something.

As he spoke, the ringtone of the mobile phone rang, and when he saw that it was Secretary General Gu who came, Xing Yi motioned to Yang Linxiang to wait. He answered the phone first.

Secretary-General Gu told him that the auction was set, and the day after tomorrow would be held in the provincial capital, and the GK200 pigeon would be auctioned at the end, which must be the most eye-catching at that time, so he was asked to participate in person.

Xing Yi also insisted on that sentence, the pigeons are raised and trained by you to compete, you can be present, I may not come. The secretary general said that many fanciers want to meet you, and just because you said that I would bring it back, they were very impressed. Xing Yi said that he was sorry for them, and I would definitely make a special trip to visit them in the future.

After making the call, seeing Yang Linxiang's confused face, he told him the story of the GK200 pigeon.

Yang Linxiang listened with relish, and said: "My father many years ago, caught a few pigeons from the mountain rocks, raised them under the eaves, and now has developed to dozens of them, once I went back and caught two to prepare to stew and eat, and was about to cover its head and put it into the water to drown, I found that it had a ring on its feet, and there was a number on it, I thought there must be a source, so I didn't dare to stew it, and put it away." ”

Xing Yi said: "You did the right thing, it was the pigeon that was sent to the race because it was injured on the way back and stopped there. Your father adopted it, and it will stay in your house and become your family's friend. ”

Yang Linxiang said: "My father is very fond of pigeons, and often takes them to the field and releases them home from the countryside. The next time I go back, I'll tell him that I can sign up for the competition, but I don't know if it's okay. ”

Xing Yi said: "Of course, there is a pigeon association in the county." ”

"But my father doesn't know a lot about it."

"Pigeon racing is a very suitable activity for middle-aged and elderly people, you can ask your father to sign up first, and gradually you will understand a lot and become more and more interested."

Yang Linxiang said: "They called you to go to the auction, and the day after tomorrow I happened to go to the provincial capital, you come to take a ride and come back in the evening." ”

Xing Yi said: "I have already told the secretary general that I will not go, but since you are going, please go in another capacity and participate." ”

I told Yang Linxiang about my thoughts and how to participate in the future.

Yang Linxiang nodded solemnly: "I will do it well." ”

The next day, Xing Yi returned to the village and continued his research, but found that the situation was not quite right, and the villagers' attitude towards him had changed.

He changed his strategy and continued on his way, and at noon, he came to an ordinary house near the center of the village, and heard the sound of an iron spoon colliding with a pot on the wall.

Pushing the door in, he shouted, "Hey, it's so fragrant, what kind of dish is it stir-fried?" ”

The heroine came out of the kitchen, took two dishes, and put them on the table. The male protagonist sat at the table with a boy, saw him, and said, "It's Director Xing, let's have a little with us." ”

Xing Yi said: "Don't shout like that, I go to work in the village, and if I don't have any position, just call me Xiao Xing." He sat down and said, "I'll tell you the truth, I didn't eat this morning, and now I'm really hungry, your food is so fragrant, I came to smell it." ”

The heroine gave him a bowl of rice, and he was not polite, eating with this family of three, after the two bowls of rice were eaten, he felt almost the same, took out a piece of ten yuan, put it in front of the heroine, and said: "This is the rice money." ”

The female protagonist did not move, the male protagonist shook his head, the child stretched out his hand, and the little hand just touched the money, and the female protagonist hurriedly held it down and did not let him take it.

The male protagonist said: "My house is not a hotel, so you don't have to do this." ”

Xing Yi said: "I came to work in the village, no matter where I went, it was like this, and it was natural to pay for food. ”

The heroine pulled the child up and pushed it outside, and the child turned his head and looked at the money.

Xing Yi was about to stand up and persuade, but the figure outside the door flashed, and Director Sang's woman came.

The woman stood at the door, glanced at the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and said to Xing Yi, "The food over there is ready, waiting for you to eat." ”

Xing Yi said: "I have already eaten, and his food is so fragrant." Pick up the money and stuff it into the male protagonist's hand: "Take it, ten yuan, eat for a day." ”

The director woman said: "Dinner is also going to be eaten at his house?" ”

"Yes," Xing Yi vigorously broke the male protagonist's fingers and stuffed the money in, "Please go back and tell Director Sang, from today onwards, your family will not have to bother, I will eat at his house for five days, and the next five days, I will eat at the house next door, and I will change it every five days, so I will eat it like this." ”

Hearing him say this, the male protagonist also pinched the money tightly.

The chief woman said, "What then?" If that's the case......"

Xing Yi said: "I don't know if ten yuan a day is enough, if it's not enough, say it, I will add it." ”

Director Woman: "Ugh! With a sigh, he paused, turned around and went out, and left.

In the afternoon, Xing Yi came to this house, and as soon as he sat down, he saw the old man who was collecting dung coming to the door, putting a shovel under the outside wall, and coming in to sit down face to face with him.

"So, you're going to have a round meal?"

"Yes, how fragrant is the rice?"

"Will it change?"

"No change, no matter how much you change, you won't recognize me anymore."

"You're a man who understands."

The female protagonist took an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks, and the male protagonist also took out his own rice wine, Xing Yi, the elders and a family of three, and the table was so lively.

The meal lasted a long time, until eleven o'clock in the evening.

Xing Yi was drunk, and the old man picked up dung to support each other, the street in the middle of the village was not enough for them to walk, staggering, grunting, tossing back and forth three times, at two o'clock in the second half of the night, four or five watchdog dogs came out to pick up, and then dispersed, and went back to sleep.

At dawn, another call came, it was Wen Qiyi. opened his mouth and said: "Xing Yi, you are amazing, you came back and did a big thing." ”

Xing Yi asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"You're still pretending to be nothing. I ask you, the villager surnamed Wang, how did you talk to him? ”

Xing Yi said: "You mean to look forward to the Gang, reflecting the problem of his family's oil mill, his name is not on the public list, and he is very anxious." ”

He was in a hurry, Lai didn't leave the office, thinking that the factory had made a mistake with his family's oil mill, and said that he had seen the factory director and promised to correct him. He Rui is not at home, Tong Jingjiang has never seen him, so who did he find? Who else is the factory director? Hehe, he said that he met the factory director at the water tower, who else is there besides you by the water tower. Who lent you the guts? Pretending to be the factory director! ”

"Pretending to be the factory director? Where is this? ”

"It turns out that you care about this matter with a motive and purpose, you really want to put on a posture, you want to stand up for the people, you go down to help, it's only been a few days, I don't know how thick the sky is?"

"There's no such thing, don't talk nonsense."

"It's not me talking nonsense, it's yourself, what else to say, pretending in front of that surnamed Wang, Xing Yi, Xing Yi, I know you today."

"Lao Wen, after getting along for so long, don't you know my virtue? Isn't it interesting to pretend to be the factory director? ”

"If there is a mistake, it must be corrected, this is what you said."

"That Wangchuan helped his family's oil mill to publicize that there was a problem, and he came to reflect it, and if there was a problem, it should be corrected."

"When you say this, the factory director's feeling arises spontaneously, isn't it?"

"I know, he misunderstood, he always thought I was the factory director, I have explained, said no, you recognize the wrong person, I am a water tower."

Wen Qiyi said: "Don't quibble, you have a good attitude, speak from the heart, and get such a high evaluation from the villagers, it's not easy." ”