Chapter 42 They are all old foxes

Compared to every old father.

Every mother hopes that her son will become successful.

Old fathers can often see the shortcomings of their sons.

It’s different for mothers. Although they may spoil their children, in their eyes, their sons are usually the best.

As the saying goes, the deeper the love, the deeper the responsibility.

Lu Yang thought that the old lady had probably had this mentality since she came in, otherwise how could she not give her son some face? She was hoping that her son could perform well in front of her, a young man who had recently become very popular in the village, to win face for her.

It's just the wrong way!

Sure enough, the smile on Yin Zhuangzhuang's face disappeared, and he looked at his mother with extremely impatient eyes.

Then, without saying a word, he pried the wine off the table, poured a full glass for his father, Lu Yang, and himself, then picked up the glass and drank it all.

The old village party secretary frowned.

He tapped his chopsticks on the rim of the bowl and said, "Don't just drink, eat some food too."

This time he didn't say anything harsh.

Instead, he looked at his wife with a slightly reproachful look, "There's a bowl of egg dumplings steaming in the pot, go watch the fire."

His wife's face looked a little stiff.

Perhaps he realized that he had said the wrong thing just now, so he quickly said "eh", smiled apologetically at the guest Lu Yang, then pulled open the door curtain and walked out.

The old village secretary picked up the wine glass and said, "Don't be polite. Let's eat first. Your old aunt left some food in the kitchen. Let her eat it by herself in the kitchen."

Lu Yang quickly stood up and raised his glass: "Old Secretary, you shouldn't be toasting me. It should be me, the younger generation, who should be toasting you."

The old village secretary waved his hands unhappily: "There are not so many rules. I think you have learned all the bad habits since you went out. It's fine as long as you are happy drinking among your family members."

Lu Yang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, old secretary, you are right."

The old village party secretary was unhappy again, "Why call me secretary? You and Zhuangzhuang are classmates, so just call me uncle. As for your father-in-law, according to the family tree, he also calls me uncle. That's fine. Let's just talk about our own affairs."

Lu Yang looked weird after hearing this.

However, the old village party secretary kept urging him, so he had no choice but to give in. "Okay, I'll listen to you, uncle. I'll toast to you first."

that's it.

You drink a glass, I drink a glass, our feelings are all in the wine, the more we drink, the deeper the feelings are, until even Yin Zhuangzhuang next to us can't say a word, he is dumbfounded, we have become idle people that no one wants to pay attention to.

When the wine is drunk, the passion is strong.

It seems that the atmosphere is almost set.

The old village party secretary put down his wine glass, considered for a while, and finally prepared to make things clear.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Yang and said, "My dear nephew, the reason I invited you to come here this time is because I have something to ask of you."

It turns out that there is no good banquet.

Lu Yang thought to himself: Well, let me just listen to what he has to say. If it is really about the tea mountain, he is here to lobby for those street urchins in the town, and they have their eyes on the money in my pocket and want me to take part in it.

No way. This is probably the last time I will call him "Uncle" at the table.

From now on, the bridge is the bridge and the road is the road. As long as I insist on not agreeing, a small village official cannot force me. At worst, I can move to the city. Of course, this is also the last choice. At this time, there are no good commercial houses for sale in Zhao County, a remote and poor place.

The old village party secretary said: "Two things. One is the tea mountain project in the village. Yesterday, Director Ma from the village came to me and asked me to ask you if you are interested.

Old Ma cares a lot about the tea mountain project. He plans to treat it as a very important event during his term as village director. He wants to make a big deal about it and set it as a benchmark in an effort to attract the attention of his superiors. He is still very young, and he probably wants to move up further. I agree that he has ambitions.

However, I am not very clear about the details of this tea mountain project. If you have any questions, you can go back and ask your father-in-law. We are relatives, and I am only helping to pass on a message for the sake of our colleagues. I dare not betray my own relatives."

Lu Yang thought: It is indeed a Chashan project, but looking at the old secretary's attitude, he doesn't seem very optimistic about it. He must have heard some rumors, but it is not easy for him to stand up and clearly oppose his colleagues in the village committee.

In rural areas, the village party secretary is half a level higher than the village director, but the village party secretary is elected by all party members of the village committee or directly appointed by the higher level, while the director can only be elected by all the masses through the village committee. The masses call the director, and generally call him the village head in spoken language. Who has more power between the village party secretary and the director depends on who has a better and more powerful mass base in the entire village.

If the tea mountain project can be truly implemented, it will undoubtedly benefit the people.

The villagers voted with their feet.

Who dares to say no?

Even if the old village party secretary had doubts, he probably could only keep them in his heart.

Say it in front of Lu Yang now.

Firstly, he probably doesn't want to see the other party really achieve any results. If he moves up to the town or the county, it would be fine. But if he moves to the position of village party secretary, wouldn't that push him down?
I have been the village party secretary for so many years.

The old village party secretary is probably counting on the day when he can no longer work, and then he will be willing to retire.

Rather than being physically retired at some point.

Secondly: He probably wanted to do Lu Yang a favor.

Otherwise, why do you bring up this first? How can this be a request? Asking for help?

Lu Yang calmly helped the old village secretary fill his glass with wine: "Uncle, you are right, I need to think about it carefully. What about your second matter?"

If the next matter is not too embarrassing and difficult for him to handle, he will agree.

Just consider it as returning a favor to the other person.

The old village secretary did not rush to talk about the second thing this time. Instead, he stood up and poured a glass of wine for Lu Yang with satisfaction: "You are young, but you have a lot of ideas. It's good that you can see clearly. This is good."

He finished.

He raised his glass and said, "The second thing is, in fact, a family matter. Zhuangzhuang's fourth sister married a man in the city. You know that. His fourth brother-in-law was doing well in the archives department, but recently he was transferred to a government office called the Merchants Department, where he served as a section-level clerk. He was so busy that he had no time to rest, but he didn't achieve any results.

It's embarrassing to say.

Recently, I was assigned a task by my superiors. They said that this year's major project in the county, a newly built small commodity wholesale market, had problems with the pre-sale of stalls, and it will be officially opened after the New Year. By then, people from the city and perhaps the province will also be required to come.

In order not to affect the county's ambition to actively support the development of individual industry and commerce and to build the only wholesale market for small commodities in the central and southern regions, the county party committee and government decided to distribute all the remaining unsold stalls to key members of various departments at all levels of the county. They can find their own relatives to absorb them or find ways to sell them. In short, the requirement is that on the official listing date of May 5 next year, there must be something for sale on the stalls, and no fraud or deception is allowed. Seek truth from facts. "

Speak all in one breath.

The old village secretary stared at Lu Yang with his eyes, waiting for his reply.

(End of this chapter)