Volume 6 Long You Ling Yunzhi Chapter 125 The Preaching of the Chao Old Man
Duan Zijun didn't expect Tian Haihua to visit him early in the morning. He had to temporarily put aside his thoughts of going out, but he felt a little regretful. He seemed to have gone with the young man named Lu to enjoy the sunshine and relaxed hope of Tongniu Watch all morning.
The conversation with Tian Haihua lasted for an hour. As the secretary of the provincial party committee, Duan Zijun was visiting in person. Of course, Duan Zijun and Tian Haihua were still somewhat intertwined, both from work perspectives or from personal friendship.
After Duan Zijun stepped down as the first secretary of the Changjiang Provincial Party Committee, he had three more provincial party committee secretaries in the past ten years. In other words, Duan Zijun was the first secretary of the Changjiang Provincial Party Committee after the Cultural Revolution, and was also called the first secretary of the provincial party committee at that time, while Tian Haihua was the fifth secretary of the Changjiang Provincial Party Committee after the Cultural Revolution.
When Tian Haihua left Beijing to serve as the secretary of the provincial party committee, he made a special trip to visit Duan Zijun, who had not yet stepped down from the Standing Committee of the Central Advisory Committee. He knew that Duan Zijun had a deep affection for Changjiang. Although Duan Zijun had been away from Changjiang for more than ten years, he still had a great influence in Changjiang. Of course, for Tian Haihua, Duan Zijun's position in the current central leader was what he valued the most, so when Duan Zijun called last night, he took it seriously.
Almost every year, Tian Haihua takes time to check out Duan Zijun and report on Changjiang's work. Although Duan Zijun tells Tian Haihua not to do this, Tian Haihua can still feel that Duan Zijun is very concerned about the development of Changjiang, which not only makes him happy, but also makes him feel some pressure.
Mr. Duan was an old comrade from Huaye, that is, the second comrade, and Tian Haihua knew very well what the second wing meant. Therefore, he had to take the opinions raised by Duan Zijun seriously.
Fortunately, Duanzijun looked good during this hour, chatting and laughing, and seemed to be unaffected by the incident last night. Early in the morning, Zhou Shaoyou reported the situation to him. Tian Haihua didn't say much, but asked the Kunhu Municipal Party Committee to deal with the responsible persons seriously. This made Zhou Shaoyou feel relieved.
Duan Zijun doesn't like that, so he is quite low-key when returning to Changjiang. Tian Haihua also knows the temperament of the old leader. So he just came to visit and said goodbye in an hour. However, after he came down, he also asked the Provincial Party Committee Office to arrange the food, accommodation and itinerary of Mr. Duan, which should not affect Mr. Duan's daily life, but also ensure safety and avoid accidents.
Lu Weimin felt that he might not be able to wait for this Uncle Duan. It was already past 9:50, and he had eaten two plates of steamed cakes. If he sat down here, he might have any objections to the owner of the steamed cake shop.
Lu Weimin felt a little regretful. Although he was not sure what Mr. Duan was from, he was sure that the other party still had considerable influence in the province. Lu Weimin had no other unnecessary ideas, but it would be a good thing to be able to make a friend.
"Xiao Lu, are you anxious? Sorry, I have something to do temporarily. I'm so embarrassed to delay it." Just as Lu Weimin was about to leave, Duan Zijun finally appeared in Lu Weimin's eyes.
"Uncle Duan, you have made me suffer. Didn't you see the boss's expression? I really thought you couldn't come anymore. Come on. I think you haven't had breakfast yet. Are you waiting for this steamed cake? If you don't come, I'm embarrassed to sit down. The business here is so pretty. I can't always take up my position and don't move."
When Lu Weimin saw the other party coming out of breath, he knew that the other party must have had something urgent to do and delayed it. He didn't say much and ordered a cup of bean juice and two plates of steamed cakes for the other party.
"Haha, the greed in my stomach has been aroused by your two plates of steamed cakes and soy sauce. Don't say that, I really didn't have time to eat this breakfast, I just waited to eat steamed cakes. This should have been more than ten years. In 1979 and 1980, I remember that I had eaten here several times. Although I returned to Changzhou in more than ten years, I really haven't eaten here."
Duanzijun smiled happily, and when he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the steamed cake, he stuffed it into his mouth. He had a very good appetite, in his seventies, but he was in good spirits, could eat and drink, and had to walk ten miles every day, whether in Beijing or outside the country.
"That happens. I'll finish eating with you. Let's go for a walk. Or will you go to Tongniu Temple or walk on Ziqi Street and Qingniu Street?" Lu Weimin asked with a smile while putting two plates of steamed cakes in front of the other party.
"Well, I have to go. There must be many people in Tongniu Temple at this time. Let's go to Ziqi Street to make money first. There are a lot of antiques, calligraphy and paintings there. Let's take a look. Although I don't like to collect, some of the gadgets are still quite memorable. I remember that there is a one on the edge of Ziqi Street, which specializes in selling whisks, incense burners and folding fans. It's a bit old. Let's take a look at it. Take two back." Duan Zijun responded while eating: "There is also a one selling calligraphy and paintings on Qingniu Street. Although it is not an ancient calligraphy and painting, there are still some fine products. I have to go and see them."
When Lu Weimin heard this, he knew that the old man seemed to be dependent on him. He had to walk Ziqi Street and Qingniu Street for less than two hours. He also had to go to Tongniu Temple for a walk. It was not enough to be two or three o'clock in the afternoon?
Seeing Lu Weimin not saying a word, Joke Jun smiled and glanced at Lu Weimin, "What, is there something wrong? Do you want to accompany your wife? I'm not enough for the couple to have sex at home at night. It's so rare that the sun is shining in broad daylight. Otherwise, call your wife together. What should I do when I stay at home in such a good weather? Let's take a walk and breathe fresh air more."
"Uncle Duan, I don't have a wife yet, why don't you introduce one to me?" Lu Weimin couldn't help but tease the other party. This old man really has the character of an old child, and he comes with it, and it tastes a bit ripe.
Lu Weimin didn't know the image of Mr. Duan in the minds of outsiders, but he thought that this old man was cheerful and humorous, and interesting. He was in his seventies and could even make jokes like young people and say anything.
"I really don't have a wife? I don't believe it. Such a great young man can't find a partner? Is it too busy to work and delay? Or is it because I feel that I have a seat for a long time?" Duan Zi Jun glanced at Lu Weimin with disbelief, stuffed a piece of steamed cake into his mouth, and said with a smile.
"Maybe there is a reason. I am not old at this age. Doesn't the country advocate late marriage and late childbirth? This is a good thing. Do you think so, uncle?" Lu Weimin also smiled and said, "Of course, there may still be the intention of looking at the mountain higher. He always hopes to find someone more suitable and more intimate? Uncle, what do you think?"
"Well, marriage, can't talk about feelings completely, but we can't talk about feelings either." Duanzijun chewed the steamed cake in his mouth and said meaningfully: "Looking at the portion of this steamed cake, I'll give you a hint of it. It's suitable to take what you young people say now. What's that? Tell me about feelings. Isn't this a song? It seems that a song sung by a Taiwanese singer is quite popular? Follow the feeling, hold the dream's hand tightly, and follow the feeling means to talk about feelings and look at reality. What is the right thing to do
It’s like wearing shoes. No matter how others look at them, it’s only suitable. And what’s the most suitable? There are some considerations. Now it’s comfortable to wear. Can it last long? It looks pretty, but is it meaningful? Marriage is not shoes. If you feel uncomfortable when you wear them, you can change them casually. You can try it before buying shoes, but if you buy them, you have to change them, which is troublesome. So you have to feel carefully before. It’s not intuition, but the feeling after careful consideration. This is in line with philosophy.”
Lu Weimin was a little stunned. First, he didn't expect that the old man would be so familiar with Su Rui's "Follow the Feeling". He was simply a fashionable person. Second, he didn't expect to say such words to himself, which also made Lu Weimin a little awesome. Could it be that the old man realized that the relationship between him and Sui Liyuan was a little suspicious last night?
Lu Weimin was secretly frightened. The old man's eyes were a little too poisonous. He thought Sui Liyuan's performance was quite normal and he should not see anything. Why did this old man covet a flaw? Could it be that the ambiguous relationship between him and Sui Liyuan had a little different taste without realizing it?
Recalling his performance last night, Lu Weimin found no flaws, but why did this old man say something like he was typing himself?
"Uncle, you are right. Because the marriage is very serious, you must think twice before making a decision. It is better to feel more and think more than make a decision easily." Lu Weimin said calmly: "Just as you said, no one else can see it accurately. Only you feel it yourself is the most real. I have recorded what you said."
"I think you can't remember that you young people can't grow if you don't suffer some losses." Duan Zijun shook his head, "It's also because the social atmosphere is becoming increasingly open now, and I'm not so concerned about some minor matters. Otherwise, hum,..."
Lu Weimin laughed and cried, "Uncle, what's wrong with me? I don't think I'm so bad, why don't you catch your eyes again?"
Duan Zijun was stunned and thought about it and found it a little funny.
It is true that the performance of the young man in front of him is really remarkable, and there is nothing to be criticized for. Although the woman who looked quite attractive last night was a little older than this young man, it was hard to assert that others based on one side. Moreover, it may not be like what I was worried about. Maybe I had a good impression of this young man, and it seemed that the expectations were getting higher.
"I know my own business. Young people, don't be too addicted to those kind-hearted people. It's serious to do some business while you're young." Duanzijun drank the soy sauce in one mouthful, wiped his mouth, grew up, stretched his body, and felt very comfortable. "Let's go, accompany the old man to walk around, and go to Ziqi Street first."
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