Volume 1

It could be seen that Pang Yao's mood gradually improved as a few carp weighing three to four kilograms came ashore. Lu Jianhong didn't reply to Pang Yao, and Pang Yao didn't mention it again. Maybe he just said it casually, the leader's thoughts.

It's not something that subordinates can completely guess.

The sky was getting dark and the sky was a little gloomy. Pang Yao looked at the sky and said, "The sky has been dry for so long. I really hope it rains heavily, otherwise this year's wheat harvest will definitely be affected."

Uncle Huang came back soon. Lu Jianhong carried the fish bucket and said, "Uncle Huang, weigh it and see how much it weighs. I'll give you money."

Uncle Huang chuckled: "Third son, you are too polite. Such a small fish is nothing. You haven't been here for a long time. If you are having dinner here tonight, just use these fish to go with your wine."

As the secretary of the county party committee, Pang Yao is definitely a figure who stomps around the city in Hongshan County. Wherever he goes, he receives looks of awe and respect, but here, it doesn't work. Uncle Huang doesn't know him, and he doesn't

No matter whether he was the county party committee secretary or not, in his eyes, Lu Jianhong was an acquaintance and he only greeted him. Instead, Pang Yao was left alone. Lu Jianhong looked at Pang Yao and smiled bitterly. Pang Yao didn't care and instead let him

It feels very novel. This is the most honest person. At this time, Pang Yao did not regard himself as the secretary of the county party committee. Secretary is also a human being. He also stepped up from the common people step by step. No one is born to be a leader. He smiled:

"Since the old man is so hospitable, we won't be polite."

Pang Yao spoke, and Lu Jianhong obeyed.

Uncle Huang's craftsmanship is good. He makes fish in different styles, including braised in braised sauce and plain boiled, as well as a pot of thick fish soup.

Uncle Huang fed the fish only wild grass and never used feed, so the fish maintained the most primitive game flavor. Pang Yao took a spoon and took a sip of the soup. His mouth was full of fragrance and he praised: "It's so fresh."

"Haha, the old lady used to cook, but now that the old lady is gone, I have to do everything myself." Mr. Huang said with a hint of sadness, "It's rare for the third son to come and have a few drinks."

Naturally, the wine was not good, but Pang Yao drank very well. He had never been so relaxed and let himself go completely. Here, there was no secretary or leader.

Huang Sanye is getting old, and his ability to drink is not as good as before. After a few drinks, he was already a little dizzy. He left the table and went to bed to take a nap. Lu Jianhong took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the pillow. Pang Yao said with satisfaction.

: "Jianhong, you did the right thing, we can't eat and drink from the common people for free."

It was rare for Pang Yao to put everything aside, and he was very interested and said: "There is still fish soup in the pot. It's a pity to lose it. It's getting red. I heard that he drinks a lot. There are two bottles of wine in the car. Go get it. Let's get it."

Let’s compete.”

On the way to retrieve the wine, Lu Jianhong suddenly had the illusion that Pang Yao was not the county party committee secretary, but an old friend for many years. Of course, this thought could not be expressed.

Pang Yao's drinking capacity is really good, at least so far he doesn't seem to be drunk at all. The two of them have drank a bottle, and the fish soup has reached the bottom of the pot. Pang Yao said: "Zheng Hong's drinking capacity is good, I really

I underestimate you. I heard from Minister Liu that you can drink at least two kilograms."

Minister Liu? Liu Tianming? Lu Jianhong had almost forgotten this person. Now that Pang Yao mentioned it, he remembered it. He couldn't help but think of the incident where he drank more than three kilograms in order to obtain funds. He smiled: "That's Minister Liu."

That’s an exaggeration.”

"Haha, as a publicity person, what you say will always be a bit watery." Pang Yao also laughed, "But you won't have any problems if you drink a pound of wine."

Lu Jianhong was not drunk, but she seemed a little tipsy when she spoke: "You can still do it by gargling a pound or two in your mouth."

Pang Yao laughed: "That's right, Zhang Chi needs to be moderate."

Lu Jianhong did not understand the meaning of this sentence, but it could be seen that Pang Yao was not only satisfied with himself, but also quite satisfied. Logically speaking, he should not be so exaggerated in front of the secretary, but in this kind of environment where there are no outsiders

In private situations, if you relax occasionally, the leader will feel that there is no distance between his subordinates and him. No leader wants his subordinates to be distant from themselves!

The second bottle of wine was not opened, but there was a thunder outside the window. This was the first thunder heard this year. Pang Yao put down his cup and listened, and the thunder came again.

Pang Yao said with humor: "The first thunderstorm in 2004."

Lu Jianhong smiled and said: "When thunder comes, rain will come, and there is hope for wheat."

Just as he was talking, a bolt of lightning struck and raindrops fell.

Pang Yao said: "It's getting red. It's a good thing that the rain is coming, but we were left behind. After a long night, we both drank this bottle of wine."

"Then I'll heat up the vegetables." Lu Jianhong put the pot on the pot. There were a few lettuces, a bunch of green peppers, and a handful of celery on the floor. He fried a few more vegetarian vegetables, and Pang Yao ate them in his mouth.

He was surprised: "Can't you tell, Jianhong has this skill?"

Lu Jianhong poured wine for Pang Yao and said: "My father passed away. My mother has a bad stomach and has many dietary taboos. She is reluctant to buy things herself, so I learned to cook and made Secretary Pang laugh."

Pang Yao was silent for a moment and sighed: "I've heard that your father is a man with little talent. He only hates those villains and the flaws of the employment system, which buried a very capable man. As he became more popular, his son wanted to support him.

I also feel the pain of losing a loved one, so you must take good care of your mother. There is no greater emotion in the world than maternal love."

Pang Yao talked a lot today: "I have been busy with work and rarely go home. My old mother is suffering from cancer. As a son, I was not around to take care of her. When she passed away, I was not able to see me for the last time.

"

Pang Yao's eyes were a little moist, and he was obviously moved. Lu Jianhong could feel the regret and pain, and advised: "Secretary Pang, you sacrificed your family for everyone. This kind of integrity is admirable. I

I think she is well-informed and will not blame you."

Pang Yao raised his cup and said: "Jianhong, come and drink to the great mother in the world."

It rained all night, and Pang Yao and Lu Jianhong also chatted all night. Lu Jianhong couldn't remember exactly what they were talking about, but he and Pang Yao had never been so relaxed together.

When Uncle Huang woke up, the two of them had already left. He looked at the four hundred yuan lying on his pillow and cursed: "You little mistress, please give me the money." He didn't know that two hundred yuan was from the county committee.
Chapter completed!