"Really? That Lao Chai stayed here for more than ten years and died here," Ding Changlin asked.
"Let's not talk about Lao Chai. You survived the catastrophe and will be blessed later. Let's go. Your sister-in-law has made the dumplings. They should be almost ready now," Secretary Feng said.
"I won't go. Well, I've caused enough trouble to your family. Do I still have the nerve to go to dinner?" Ding Changlin declined.
"What are you talking about? The reason why Changle Town is called Changle Town is mainly because our village is called Changle Village. In fact, our village is all his descendants. We are the descendants of the tombkeepers. Now we are not allowed to guard the tombs.
The country sends people to guard the tomb, why shouldn't we be grateful to you?" Secretary Feng said.
"Secretary Feng, isn't it, just for this reason?" Ding Changlin asked in disbelief.
"Oh, you kid, you have so many things to do. Come on, don't ask so many questions. If you keep asking, the dumplings will be overcooked." As Secretary Feng said, he asked Ding Changlin, but Ding Changlin had no choice but to put down his hand.
I followed Secretary Feng to his house to eat dumplings.
The so-called going to eat dumplings, Ding Changlin realized after going there that it was not that simple.
The dining table was placed in the yard. It was already summer and the weather was already hot.
Secretary Feng's son Feng Haitao was also there, as was the bride Misidi. At first Ding Changlin thought it was a very foreign name, but later he found out that Misidi was the eldest, with three younger sisters. Her parents had always wanted to
I wanted a boy, but it wasn’t until my fifth birthday that I gave birth to a younger brother.
"Xiao Ding, you are from the city. Lao Chai told me about you secretly. My son is also working in the city now, but the work unit is not satisfactory. You have worked as a secretary for the mayor. Can you help me?
It doesn't matter, it's okay to send some money..." Secretary Feng said his plan carefully.
Ding Changlin had not eaten a few dumplings in his bowl. Hearing Secretary Feng's words, he was stunned. He was like this, and he asked himself to find a job for his son?
I wanted to refuse, but then I thought, I don't know how long I will stay here. If I offend Secretary Feng, wouldn't the good life in the future be ruined?
So he asked: "Haitao, where do you work now?"
"There is no job. I originally planned to go to the south to work. My dad didn't agree, but I don't want to stay at home either," Feng Haitao said in a low voice.
Next to her, Misidi was eating her meal very carefully without interrupting, let alone interrupting. Even when she saw Ding Changlin, she was blushing now. Her ugly appearance was exposed to him in the bridal chamber that day. Now she thinks about it.
I thought I was so scared that I peed my pants and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Well, I understand. In this way, when I return to the city in the past few days, I will ask my friends to see if I can find any jobs," Ding Changlin said.
"Oh, I knew Xiao Ding would help. Come on, have a drink, let's do it." Secretary Feng raised his glass and said.
While drinking, Ding Changlin asked about Feng Haitao's situation, but the more he looked at Feng Haitao, there was something different about him. As for what was different, Ding Changlin couldn't tell.
At night, because he drank too much, Ding Changlin did not go back to Feng Dao's tomb to sleep, and he was unwilling to go. If Secretary Feng's house could allow him to stay, he would be willing to stay here, because Feng Dao's tomb was really too crowded.
It's scary.
Therefore, Ding Changlin, who couldn't sleep in bed, had been thinking about finding someone to find a job for Secretary Feng's son, so that he could sleep in their house for a long time. Besides, what else is there in Feng Dao's tomb?
Except for the sarcophagus, nothing was from ancient times and had no cultural value. Everything that needed to be moved was moved away.
An urgent need to urinate in the middle of the night woke him up, so he got up and went to the toilet. There were no dogs in the yard, but it was much cleaner. Unexpectedly, the moment he entered the toilet, a man walked out and took Ding Changlin.
Startled.
The other person wasn't too scared. He probably heard someone coming to use the toilet, so he got up and came out in a hurry. His hands were still on his waist, as if he was holding up his pants.
By the moonlight, Ding Changlin saw that it was Misidi.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I..." When Ding Changlin wanted to apologize, Misidi had already walked past him. Ding Changlin did not dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly filled the water and returned to his house.
But after a while, he heard someone coming out of the wing room opposite. This time Ding Changlin got out of bed curiously, opened the corner of the curtain and looked out. It was Misidi who came out. What was even more strange was that Misidi
After coming out of the toilet this time, I sat on a stool in the yard and glanced at the room where Ding Changlin lived from time to time. The rest of the time was spent watching the sky.
Early in the morning, Ding Changlin got up and went to Feng Dao's tomb. He knew that the leader would be coming tomorrow, so the minions in the bureau would come today to make sure everything was ready. If he found that he had not
If you stay there, something might happen again.
Unexpectedly, it was Director Zhao who came to the bureau office today, and he had met Ding Changlin once. Ding Changlin knew that Director Zhao must be from Cui Jinshan, so he did not have an in-depth chat. He just wanted to know who was coming tomorrow.
who?
"Xiao Ding, are you used to living here?" Director Zhao asked.
Ding Changlin replied: "He's still alive."
Director Zhao was stunned and said with a smile: "There is emotion in what you said. Don't worry, I'm just putting you here for a while to exercise. I won't let you stay here for the rest of your life."
Ding Changlin had worked as a secretary for the deputy mayor, so he was used to all kinds of empty words and promises without actual content.
"Director Zhao, I think it's quite nice here. The air is very good and the food is very healthy. I plan to open up a piece of land outside the door in a few days and grow some vegetables to eat. By the way, I will bring some back to Director Zhao then.
?" Ding Changlin asked with a smile.
"Forget it, just eat it yourself. By the way, heavy rain is forecast tonight. The leader may or may not come tomorrow. You should be prepared. At least the hygiene aspect must be done well..." Director Zhao said.
Before Director Zhao finished speaking, he was cut off by Ding Changlin and asked, "Who is coming tomorrow?"
"The director of the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau, his visit this time is also related to whether this place can continue to earn maintenance funds for the bureau, so we must keep this point. By the way, you won't be here long. When the time comes,
Don't talk much, the bureau will send someone to introduce the situation here to the director," Director Zhao instructed.
Ding Changlin nodded and said: "I understand, don't worry, as long as you don't ask me, I will definitely not say a word."
While talking, there were more clouds in the sky. Director Zhao took a look at the general situation and said: "I have to leave quickly. This section of the dirt road will be impossible to walk if it rains."
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