Volume Three, Mo Daojun Xingzao, Chapter 87, The Mess
Unknowingly, it was already twelve o'clock. Lu Weimin looked at his watch and saw that neither Zhang Mingquan nor Hu Huanshan expressed any reaction. He asked with some surprise: "Lao Zhang, Lao Hu, our district committee does not have a canteen?"
"Hey, canteen? Secretary Lu, except for you, the seven cadres of our district committee are all locals here. My family lives in the town and is the dormitory of the town's junior high school. Lao Hu is even simpler. His family is from Xiaoba
"It's less than two miles away from here. Others either live in the town or not far from here. It's less than ten minutes by bicycle. Do you still need a canteen?" Zhang Mingquan said cheerfully.
Seeing that Lu Weimin seemed to have lost his mind, Hu Huanshan swallowed his saliva and said dryly: "Secretary Zhu doesn't eat at the district committee, uh, and rarely lives here."
"Then where will he eat and live?," Lu Weimin asked casually.
Hu Huanshan glanced at Zhang Mingquan with some embarrassment. He didn't know what to say for a moment. Zhang Mingquan also said nonchalantly: "He has many places to live and eat, including Widow Sui's, White Snake's, and Ertougou."
Xie Ershun's family, by the way, Lao Hu, what's the name of that place in your Xiaoba? The woman who was kidnapped to Shanxi or Inner Mongolia ran back in 5 or 6 years, and now she has opened a tea shop selling non-staple food on behalf of others.
It’s less than half a mile away from your home, and it’s less than a mile along the road. What do you call it?”
"Zhan Caifeng." Hu Huanshan replied honestly.
"Yes, her name is Zhan Caifeng. She walks around in the district committee with her big dick all day long. Isn't it just that Lao Zhu was seduced by his big dick? Lao Zhu was also in her place.
Didn't you live less? Didn't you hear that the baby she picked up was said to have been given birth to by Lao Zhu quietly? Did she not be at home last year? She went away to give birth to the baby, right? How about getting old?
Why would Zhu Ze say hello to the police station? After Lao Zhu left, I heard that she cried heartily. I don’t know whether it was crocodile tears or sincere condolences for Lao Zhu? Well, how much does our district committee still owe him?
How much money does it cost for cigarettes and alcohol? How about three or four? Even her small shop dares to enter Fengden Tequ, which costs twenty yuan a bottle. Who in the land of Wagu can afford to drink? Hongtashan buys a few bars, this scenery is great
Except for our district committee secretary Zhu Da, who dares to drink, who dares to smoke, and who can afford to drink and smoke?"
Zhang Mingquan's mouth was so open-minded that he completely wiped out Zhu Mingkui's love affair with Wagu in one sentence. This shows that Secretary Zhang was extremely dissatisfied with Zhu Mingkui.
"The lights are on, let's not talk about the past things of Lao Zhang and Lao Zhu. It's all over. Is there a canteen in the town?" Lu Weimin frowned and interrupted Zhang Mingquan, always pestering Zhu Mingkui about what was going on in front of him.
It makes no sense, especially when there is Lao Hu here, and it is easy for others to think that he is not a kind person.
Of course, Lu Weimin also understands Zhang Mingquan's hatred for Zhu Mingkui. The two of them are on the same level. Even after Zhu Mingkui died, he still left a lot of shit that needed someone to wipe his ass. Now that he is new here, he doesn't know anything, and he still has to do a lot of things.
To deal with and resist the mouth
"There is a canteen in the town, but they only cook one lunch, which is a makeshift meal for those cadres who don't go home at noon. Everyone goes home to eat dinner. There are basically no cadres from other places in the town. In the past two years,
Those who participate in the work basically solve the problem of recruiting cadres in our towns and villages, and college students who have some connections will not be assigned to our Wagu area." Hu Huanshan explained helpfully.
"Then I can just eat in the town cafeteria at noon, but where can I go to have a meal at night?" Lu Weimin was a little worried.
Hu Huanshan hesitated to speak and glanced at Zhang Mingquan. Zhang Mingquan also hesitated, as if he was thinking about what to say.
"What's wrong, Lao Zhang and Lao Hu, why do you two have such weird expressions? What's not to say?" Lu Weimin pretended to be displeased when he saw the weird expressions on their faces.
"Hey, Secretary Lu, if I ask you to come to our house or Lao Hu's house to have a meal, you will definitely find it troublesome and refuse to agree. Although our valley is remote and poor, if you want to have a meal, it is still a good place.
You can find many delicious small restaurants on the streets in the town, such as Widow Sui’s and Wang Er Mazi’s restaurant, one on Dongjie Street and the other at the corner of Nanwai Street. It’s just—”,
Zhang Mingquan scratched his head and said no more.
"Widow Sui?" Lu Weimin was stunned for a moment, "Widow Sui also opened a restaurant?"
"Well, Widow Sui's mother was called Tofu Xishi when she was young. The bean juice she grinds at home is fresh and delicious, and the tofu is also fresh and fragrant. It is considered a specialty in our Wagu. Dried tofu, tofu brains, and bean juice are passed down from our ancestors.
They're all very famous." Hu Huanshan clucked his lips and said, "The price is not expensive, it's quite affordable, but the shop is a bit small."
Lu Weimin hesitated for a moment. It must be inappropriate to eat at Widow Sui's place now. Although no one knew the role he played in Zhu Mingkui's case, Widow Sui's matter was also very noisy. No matter how good the restaurant is,
It's affordable, and you have to avoid suspicion.
"Forget it about Widow Sui. You said that Wang Ermazi, is he the guy who made a noise with Lao Zhang in the courtyard today? - Lu Weimin felt that Zhang Mingquan could bring Wang Ermazi's restaurant out, and felt a little strange.
Didn't Lao Zhu also owe a lot of debt there? He also said that he was selling money for money, and he was not clean. I guess there is some story in it.
"Well, as far as he's concerned, that guy just needs scolding. If you don't scold him for three days, he'll feel bad. Ignore him. You owe him the money you owe him. Go to a restaurant like a restaurant. It's okay. He has a bad accent.
The food and stir-fries taste good, and he can do everything with his hands. Don't look at the quarrels between him and me, we have to do it a few times every year, just get used to it." Zhang Mingquan said nonchalantly.
Lu Weimin couldn't believe his ears. Zhang Mingquan scolded people so viciously that even a man would find it unbearable. Yet he could say it so easily and comfortably, as if it had never happened. This must be too strange for a man.
Seeing Lu Weimin's disbelieving expression, Zhang Mingquan also knew that this was indeed a bit difficult to explain. After thinking for a while, he said: "That guy Wang Ermazi recognizes this guy in his eyes. He doesn't recognize anyone else. As long as he has money, let him call you daddy."
Everything is fine.”
Seeing Zhang Mingquan pinch his thumb, index and middle fingers together and slide them together, making an action of counting banknotes, Hu Huanshan also laughed, "Yes, that guy thinks that Secretary Zhang has hit the nail on the head and wants to trick Secretary Zhu into his trap.
Sleeping with the white lady?"
Hu Huanshan's words surprised Lu Weimin, "Are you saying that Wang Ermazi and Bai Niangzi are a couple?"
"Well." Zhang Minghuan was also a little embarrassed and scratched his head again, "Hey, Secretary Lu, you will know if you stay in our Wagu for a while. This is the custom here, and probably everyone is trapped in it.
In this mountain valley, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and it is used to being closed off. It has been like this since before liberation, and it was not much better even during the Cultural Revolution. The relationship between men and women is a little different."
Lu Weimin couldn't help but scratch his head. Then this was really a thing. He didn't expect that Wagu would have such a custom. This was the first time he had encountered it.
"Are there no other suitable restaurants?" Lu Weimin couldn't help but ask.
"There are restaurants, but how can we find two in such a big town? But either the sanitary conditions are not very good, or they are a little far away. People in the area usually stay in these restaurants. Mr. Liu
Shuan's house is also good, but it's too far. It's at the northernmost street corner. Wang Ermazi's house has the best conditions. The district's receptionists are usually there, so just stay there. It doesn't matter, Lao Zhu.
Now that everyone is gone, it will only be fresh here for a while, and everyone will get over it." Zhang Mingquan thought for a while before saying.
"No one from Widow Sui's side said anything?" Lu Weimin didn't want to ask this question, but he couldn't help it.
"I'm sure I'm going to make irresponsible remarks, but everyone knows that's all. It's not like I haven't seen it before. At most, I just talk about the Sui Widow's great belly skills in bed." Zhang Mingquan grinned.
He smiled with his mouth closed.
Lu Weimin stopped insisting. Besides, it was just for a meal there. He guessed that the new deputy secretary in charge of spiritual civilization and political and legal affairs would be coming soon. When the time comes, where would the two of them go to have dinner together?
You don’t have to worry about getting into trouble when you eat.
Hu Huanshan had guests at home at noon, so he told Lu Weimin a break and went home. The other cadres in the district committee also went home, leaving Zhang Mingquan alone to accompany Lu Weimin to the streets to deal with him.
"Secretary Lu, why don't you go to the Widow Sui's place for dinner? I'll treat you." Zhang Mingquan accompanied Lu Weimin as he walked.
"Why don't you go to Wang Ermazi's place?" Lu Weimin asked puzzledly.
"Hey, the cadres from these towns and villages have all returned to the district to hold a meeting. This is a rare occasion this year. Who knew that they would encounter such a stingy secretary like you, who didn't even provide a reception? They couldn't help themselves.
Want to have a meal? The best places in Wagu are Wang Ermazi and Liu Laoshuan. They will probably go to these two houses, so we won’t join in the fun." Zhang Mingquan went to the market with people passing by on the road to go home.
The people said hello and said: "But I guess there will be a lot of people at Widow Sui's place today. Those who don't go home after going to the market have to find a place to make tips. Widow Sui's sanitary napkins are good and the taste is good, so it's a market day."
There’s probably no place for it.”
"Haha, it's okay. There's no seat available. Let's just wait. I'm not hungry after breakfast this morning."
It was approaching twelve o'clock, and people who had gathered began to come out of the market one after another. People on bicycles, people carrying burdens, people carrying bamboo poles on their backs, and people holding children were like streams of people dispersed from the torrent.
The trickles of water are flowing towards the provincial road Yin 5 and the provincial entrance. Lu Weimin and Zhang Mingquan are walking among the crowd, particularly conspicuous, and many people greet Zhang Mingquan. (To be continued.