Xu Yishan wanted to leave the mayor of the car and go to tea with Deng Jing'an, which made Qiu Hua very anxious.

He stood up with a tough bullet and stopped him and said, "Chief, the mayor and others are coming up later, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you."

"This is simple." Xu Yishan ordered him: "You stay here and wait. After Mayor Che and others came up, call me and I will come over."

Qiu Huawei said: "Chief, I can't leave your side."

"Afraid of me falling? Or are I afraid that I will be eaten by the tiger on the mountain?" Xu Yishan smiled and said, "Xiao Qiu, just wait for the mayor here to wait for the car and the others."

Qiu Hua had no choice but to watch Xu Yishan and Deng Jing'an leave.

After walking for a while, Deng Jingan suddenly smiled at Xu Yishan and said, "Mr. Xu, you came to Jucheng as the secretary and you have been promoted!"

Xu Yishan said: "I am here to serve the people of Jucheng."

"True and false!" Deng Jingan curled his lips and said, "You officials are so slick and smooth about your words. When doing things, they are in a mess."

Xu Yishan said in surprise: "Writer Deng, you can't beat a boat of people with one stick."

Deng Jingan snorted and said, "Am I wrong? For example, Lao Rong, I think he has not done anything, and he has been promoted very quickly when he is promoted. Before he knows it, he becomes the governor of the Central Provincial People's Province.

.Others obey him, but my sister and I don’t obey him.”

Xu Yishan smiled and said, "Writer Deng, what would they think if your sister and brother-in-law heard you?"

"No matter what they think." Deng Jingan said disdainfully: "Big, we will never interact with each other."

Xu Yishan tentatively said: "If you don't have your brother-in-law, can you keep the October forest on Yuefeng Mountain?"

"I bought the mountain forest in October with money, and it belongs to my private property. No matter how high his official position is, how dare he touch my private property?"

Xu Yishan laughed without comment and said nothing.

Deng Jing'an sighed and said, "I know, you laughed at me in your heart. Now we have no private property to say. The law is one thing, but the actual situation is another. I admit, my ten

Yueshan Forest really benefited from his power.”

After saying that, Deng Jingan suddenly felt aroused his heart and said thoughtfully: "Xu Yishan, you are not allowed to make a decision on the October Mountain Forest. If you dare to touch my October Mountain Forest, I will never end up with you."

Xu Yishan just laughed and didn't answer her words.

Soon, I saw the thatched cottage in the forest of October.

Deng Jingan suddenly stood up and said, "Wait, don't be surprised if you see any different people and things."

Xu Yishan smiled faintly and said, "I know, Mr. Zhu is here with you."

Deng Jingan was surprised and said, "How do you know?"

Xu Yishan pretended to be unpredictable and profound, "If I don't know, would it be Xu Yishan?"

Deng Jingan shook his head slowly, "Xu Yishan, I really can't tell that your sense of smell is that powerful."

Xu Yishan just tried it, but he didn't expect it to be guessed by him.

In fact, when Deng Jingan said that there was a surprise waiting for him, he had already guessed where Mr. Zhu was.

After Zhu Lao retreated, he lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes. He refused to see officials everywhere and came and went alone. Zhu Lao chose to rest in Yuefeng Mountain, which was because Zhu Lao himself was from Jicheng.

I wish my old man would work outside for the rest of his life and would never ask about political affairs after he retired.

No matter how high a person is, how powerful he has, how brilliant he has, he will always be able to achieve strong thoughts of returning to his roots. This is the reason for culture. The traditional culture passed down for thousands of years allows every wanderer outside to do so.

When you get old, you feel a strong sense of homesickness.

Although Zhu Lao's family had already gone to Yanjing and had no relatives in Jucheng, in his heart, everyone in Jucheng was his relatives.

The best way to cultivate one's own character is to read and write. I wish you were busy with work and affairs when you were young, and you couldn't have any spare time to read and write. After you retire, you had plenty of time to fulfill your wishes.

When reading and writing, you must find the right person. Getting along with someone who has no interest in reading and writing is just like chewing wax.

Xu Yishan believed that it was a natural thing for Mr. Zhu to find Deng Jing'an.

As a talented woman and a beauty, Deng Jingan is the most elegant and charming woman with red sleeves.

Xu Yishan was not wrong. In this fate between Mr. Zhu and Deng Jing'an, there was indeed a story.

On a sunny day, Deng Jing'an suddenly became interested and asked someone to move the tables and chairs to a cluster of dense bamboos in front of the house, and splash ink.

Deng Jingan is not only good at writing but also screenwriters, but also a master of landscape painting. Her calligraphy skills are not low, at least she writes much better than some people in the Calligraphy Association.

Just as Deng Jing'an was immersed in artistic creation, a voice came from behind her, "This stroke cannot be written like this. The force must be used on the wrist, not on the arms."

Deng Jing'an didn't raise his head and ignored it.

Although the forests in October are remote, tourists often come here to visit. Such things as guiding her to Deng Jing'an to write have also happened in the past.

"Little girl, the word "water" is the best in silence."

Deng Jingan looked up at the person talking, and was stunned when he saw it.

"Are you Mr. Zhu?" she exclaimed.

"Just an idle old man." Mr. Zhu took the brush from her hand and added a few strokes to Deng Jing'an's unfinished calligraphy works. After putting down the pen, he asked with a smile: "Can you ask for a cup of tea from you?

Is it?"

Deng Jingan was so excited that he couldn't even speak.

Zhu Lao often appeared on TV in the past, but who could not recognize him? But the vicissitudes of time have passed, and the old Zhu, who was full of black hair, is now full of white hair, but still cannot hide his majesty and wisdom.

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When Deng Jingan heard that Mr. Zhu wanted to drink tea, he hurriedly shouted into the house, "Make tea!"

Since then, Mr. Zhu has come to the mountains and forests every day.

They became friends of age. Zhu Lao affectionately called her "Miss Jing". Deng Jing'an naughtyly called him "old man".

Standing in front of the thatched cottage, Deng Jingan shouted: "Come here!"

The first one to come out of the house was the motorcycle girl Xu Yishan had seen. She saw Xu Yishan standing beside Deng Jing'an, and was stunned for a while before she greeted him in surprise, "So it's you."

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Lao came out.

Xu Yishan greeted him and reached out to support Mr. Zhu.

Mr. Zhu glanced at him, declined his support, and asked casually, "You are..."

Xu Yishan replied respectfully: "Chief, my name is Xu Yishan. I am now the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Jucheng."

Mr. Zhu said oh, waved his hand and said, "Don't call me the leader. Comrade Xiao Xu, who asked you to come?"

Deng Jingan quickly explained: "Secretary Xu brought their group of leading cadres up the mountain to visit the old comrades and seniors in the retreat. I met him on the road, so I invited him."

"Did you meet me in the past?"

"I know it." Deng Jing'an smiled and said, "Old man, this person is very interesting."

"What's the point?" Zhu Lao asked with a smile: "Does he have three heads and six arms? Look, it's still the same as us, with two shoulders facing one head."

Deng Jingan curled his lips and said, "If you have two heads, wouldn't it be a monster?"

Zhu Lao laughed and said, "Someone doesn't have two heads on the outside, but they have two heads on the inside!"

Xu Yishan stood aside and did not dare to say anything. He looked at Deng Jing'an and Zhu Lao's acting coquettishly, with a humble smile on his face.
Chapter completed!