Sometimes, it doesn't mean that the higher you stand, the farther you can see. Even if Yang Jun, who has been a person for two lifetimes, can't be enlightened in the matter of tasting the meaning of life.

Sometimes, the experience of life needs to be tasted and tempered. Just like his grandfather Yang Wenhou, when death comes, he can still face it calmly.

Eat what you should eat, drink what you should drink. There are almost no waves in life, the land that should be planted, and even what to plant in the next year's self-reserved land is planned.

At his age, life and death have been weakened, and he feels that illness is like alternating between cold and heat, coming when he should come, and going when he should go.

In his cognition, there is nothing in this world that he can't give up, and the only thing he can't give up may be the attachment to his family.

Looking at his grandfather Yang Wenhou's open-mindedness with a smile on the clouds, Yang Jun felt more and more impetuous.

Don't look at his current position as a high and powerful leader, he is a great leader in the eyes of others, but his heart has not been tempered enough, and it is far from his grandfather.

As my grandfather said, he is still young, and some things can only be understood after passing through.

Life is like smoking a dry tobacco, while smoking, savor life. As the sun sets, the sky is full of red glow sprinkled on the ground.

There are two figures, an old man and a young man, standing in the field, and the picture looks warm and harmonious. Yang Jun used Yang Wenhou, the grandfather of Yang Wenhou, to carve the ground with a rake in front.

Whenever Yang Jun dug out a meter square of land, his grandfather hurriedly used a rake to smooth it, and the two of them cooperated intimately.

"Grandpa, how much land do we have for our family?" Yang Jun asked.

"With the piece on the top of the cave, it's only a little more than seven points together with this piece." Grandpa Yang Wenhou sat on the ridge, took out the dry tobacco pot and lit the fire again, took two puffs, caused a violent cough, and eased for a while,

"The top of the kiln can basically not be planted, every rainy day, the cave has been leaking, I want to take advantage of the slack time to repair it, but my old arms and legs ...... Hey, your second uncle is busy in the team every day, and he can't be counted on in family affairs, so ...... now" Speaking of the second uncle Yang Dong, grandpa couldn't help but sigh.

"One person has ascended to heaven, since you have been in the capital to get into the wind and water, your second uncle has been promoted like a rocket, first the deputy captain of the brigade, the captain, the accountant, and now the deputy secretary of the village branch, hey, wandering around every day, and the work in the field is no longer done, hey, Jun'er, tell me, which is what a duty farmer should do?" When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled.

Don't look at grandpa living thoroughly, but if it is about officialdom and calculating people, a hundred grandfathers are not worth one of him.

Even if he doesn't say anything, the people below will do it for him. Even if the second uncle Yang Dong doesn't want to be an official, some people have to drive him to that position.

If nothing else, the next village party secretary will definitely be the second uncle Yang Dong. Perhaps, in two years, the second uncle will be transferred to the commune to work.

This is the human heart. Yang Jun put down the punishment and sat next to his grandfather, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, spit out a puff of thick fog, and said quietly,

"Grandpa, you can take care of the second uncle's affairs, let him toss."

"Hey, I just want to care, and he doesn't listen to me?" Yang Wenhou sighed.

"I just thought that our Yang family and the old Liu family have lived in harmony for generations, if your second uncle rashly sits in your big-eyed uncle's position, won't this make the two families separate?" Yang Jun said with a smile: "Grandpa, there's nothing bad, this village party secretary is not his old Liu family, if you rob it, you will rob it, with me, is it possible that his old Liu family dares to find fault?" When Yang Wenhou heard this, the corners of his mouth rose with a touch of arc, but he quickly disappeared.

Rather than living in peace, he hopes that the descendants of the Yang family will have a good future. Yang Wenhou has been honest all his life, never made enemies with others, and lived his life peacefully.

Unexpectedly, when the old man was about to grow old, the Yang family actually had a unicorn, and his eldest grandson Yang Wenhou actually came out.

And it's not an ordinary talent, but he has become a big leader that everyone envies. Not to mention the envy of the eight villages, it was the leaders of the commune and the county who visited him every now and then with things.

After living for more than eighty years, the glory of a lifetime should be on his eldest grandson, which made him very relieved.

Yang Wenhou glanced at Yang Jun with satisfaction, and then glanced at the villagers who were watching on the third floor outside the courtyard gate.

Seeing several leading cadres in the village blocking the door, he felt a burst of relief in his heart. However, he knows the truth that 'when the water is full, it overflows'.

So, he said to Yang Jun: "Jun'er, if you stay for a long time when you come back this time, you can go to their house to sit down, after all, your roots are here, you know?" When Yang Jun heard this, he was a hundred unwilling in his heart.

However, looking at the grandfather with a solemn face, he couldn't bear to brush off his kindness.

"Grandpa, I won't be back for long this time, and after I finish checking your body, if I have time to spare, I will sit from house to house." Yang Wenhou nodded with satisfaction when he heard this.

"Jun'er, people can't forget their roots, no matter where you go, your roots are here, when you get old, you still have to fall back to your roots." Silk

"Got it, grandpa." Although Yang Jun verbally agreed, he didn't think so. After my father left, I didn't come back, and now the cemetery is still in Sijiu City.

Besides, with his current status, I am afraid that after death in the future, it is not up to him to be the master of where the bones will be buried.

It's still early in a few decades, so why worry about it now. Grandpa glanced back at him, as if he had guessed what was going on in his mind.

He didn't say anything, though. When the descendants of the Lords are older, there are many things that he cannot do. After the two of them finished talking about this topic, neither of them spoke anymore, and sat there dryly and smoked.

After smoking two cigarettes, Yang Jun picked up Yang Wenhou's cigarette pouch again, knocked the pot on the sole of his shoe a few times, stuck it in his waist, and then picked up the tool and continued to work.

After a while, the second uncle Yang Dong came back out of breath. Luo Xiaojun didn't know Yang Dong, and when he saw him breaking inside, he immediately didn't have a good face.

Shove him, and even prepare to dig out the guy. Silk

"This is my home, Jun'er is my nephew, let me in." The second uncle Yang Dong stood at the door of his fence wall, jumping his feet and rushing at Yang Jundao, who was working in the yard,

"Junzi, I'm the second father, you quickly let your people let me in." Yang Jun turned his head and squinted at it, and found that the person who came was the second uncle, so he waved at Luo Xiaojun and said,

"Xiaojun, let my second father come in."

"Okay, uncle." After speaking, Luo Xiaojun gave Yang Dong an apologetic look. Silk

"Master, I'm sorry." Yang Dong had to not be angry, but said with a smile,

"Oh, it's all your own family, you're right to do this, you're a competent security guard, I'll say a few nice words to Jun'er and let him promote you." When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you, Master." "What else can he say but thank you.

He is already Yang Jun's most trusted person, how else can he be promoted?

"Good job." After speaking, Yang Dong entered the courtyard with a smile. Then he turned back and said to the villagers who were watching from the outside of the fence wall,

"Old and young masters, don't look at it, hurry home and eat."

"Jun'er won't leave for a while, and I'll come another day." Yang Dong has never had such a highlight moment, and the old Yang family has never had such glory in hundreds of years.

In the village, there are red and white things in the village, who can gather so many people. Even if Liu Dayan, the village party secretary, convened a general meeting of all the villagers, there would not necessarily be so many people.

If he hadn't thought it was too high-profile, he would have even wanted to set off a firecracker to celebrate. When the villagers saw this, who was not willing to send a good one.

"Second Yang child, yes, the nephew of your family's big leader has returned to his hometown, and your face as a second father has a light."

"Yes, from now on, your old Yang family will be strong."

"Second brother, go back and tell Junzi, we are all from the same ancestor, let him take care of his brothers." In the face of everyone's flattery, Yang Dong was about to float.

Clasped his hands into fists and said with a smile: "Thank you, everyone, let's go back." When everyone saw Yang Dong say this, they knew that it was not good to stay any longer, and seeing that it was getting dark, they could only reluctantly disperse.

After everyone left, Yang Dong hurriedly ran over.

"Great!" When passing by Yang Wenhou, Yang Dong shouted, and then crossed him to Yang Jun.

"Jun'er, why don't you say hello when you come, I'll send the donkey cart in the village to pick you up." The second father, Yang Dong, looked blaming.

Yang Jun smiled when he heard this. He still doesn't understand Yang Dong's thoughts, it is nothing more than showing off to him the authority of his deputy secretary of the village.

"Second uncle, how can I work hard for you, it's not like I can't find a home."

"That's not good, after all, you are now a big leader, and you can't be sloppy in this part of the pomp......" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Wenhou.

"Shut up, shameful thing." When Yang Dong heard this, he smiled awkwardly. Yang Wenhou glared at him, and said angrily: "I know the pomp every day, the official is not big, the addiction is not small, and the official with the sesame mung bean dares to go around?" Who gives you confidence? When Yang Jun heard this, he laughed.

Youyou said: "Grandpa, the village party secretary is not an official. ”

"Oh, you're not an official yet?" When Yang Wenhou heard this, he looked at Yang Jun with a surprised expression. When he reacted, he glared at Yang Dong: "The village party secretary is not an official, so let alone your deputy?" ”

"What are you talking about day by day? If you can't see your figure every day, if you are really idle, take the time to repair the roof of the kiln, so as not to leak rain on a rainy day. Yang Dong's old face was blue and red for a while.

looked at his father with resentful eyes in his eyes, as if he was blaming him for not letting him get off the stage in front of Yang Jun, a junior.

"Big, didn't I have time yet, I'll find two people to repair the cave another day, and by the way, the piece of land on the top of the cave will be leveled for you, do you think?"

"Another day? Just tomorrow. Yang Wenhou said in a tone that could not be refused.

"Hmm...... All right. ”