Jiang Zhentao took the draft paper and browsed through it. He folded it and said, "Okay, but I don't have a solid foundation like you. I'm afraid I can't meet your requirements."
Lu Yiwei softened his tone and said, "Chief Jiang, I'm not a material scientist. I'm just a beginner. You don't need to write a good draft. The key is to figure out the leader's intentions and preferences. We've been together for so long. You should understand what I mean. "
This was a question with a double meaning. Jiang Zhentao was well aware that Lu Yiwei still didn't trust him and even deliberately avoided him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought Xu Changyuan around all day long and was likely to replace him. Their ambiguous relationship made him waver. He did not know whether he should stand on Liu Zhankui's side to resist the 'foreign enemy' or stand on Lu Yiwei's side to resist the 'domestic enemy'. In the end, it was a problem of not having a firm belief. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll try my best."
"Okay. Contact Chairman Zhang of the CPPCC and the Federation of Culture and Arts to see how the preparation for next year's alumni gathering is going. Even if only one person comes back, the alumni gathering will still be held. I'll attend it personally. In addition, I'll organize relevant departments to visit Shandong, Zhejiang, and Fujian after the New Year, mainly to inspect agriculture and tourism. "
"Okay."
After arranging all the matters, Lu Yiwei looked at his watch and stood up. "Okay, go home early and get busy. Ask Changyuan to accompany me to Jinmen Town to visit the families of the accident."
Jiang Zhentao saw this and kindly advised, "Secretary Lu, it's too hard on you. Go home for the New Year. We Chinese want to have a reunion during the New Year. Sister-in-law and your child will definitely miss you. "
Lu Yiwei was stunned the moment he put on his clothes. He paused for a few seconds before continuing to put on his clothes. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. I'll see how it goes."
After leaving the County party committee building, Lu Yiwei drove straight to Jinmen Town. Along the way, he didn't say a word. Everywhere he looked was a sea of red. Spring Festival couplets, lanterns, colored lights, and red silk. Even the busiest year couldn't stop people's desire for the new year. Behind the smiling faces, there was perseverance, faith, expectation, and warmth.
After a period of exposure, Lu Yiwei often appeared on TV screens, and his popularity among the public increased. Basically, everyone knew him. Everywhere he went, it was as if he had seen a superstar. A large group of people would surround him and greet him warmly, as if they were looking at a real person. His prestige among the masses was unprecedentedly high. His way of being an official had always been to be close to the people. The approval of the masses was the greatest approval.
As soon as he arrived in Tianjin Town, a large group of people immediately surrounded him. Some were holding brooms, some were holding shovels, some were wearing aprons, and some were carrying children. Their faces were filled with bright smiles, and their eyes were filled with respect and kindness.
"Little Secretary Lu, why aren't you home for the New Year?"
Facing the joyful aunt, Lu Yiwei smiled back and said, "I'm not going home. I'm staying in Long 'an for the New Year. It's my duty to let you all have a peaceful and joyous New Year. "
The aunt was touched. "This is the first time I've seen such an approachable secretary. In the past, I felt like I was meeting a high-ranking official when I saw the village chief. Now that I see you often, you're even more humble than the village chief. If you're not going home, come to my house for dumplings tonight, okay? "
Lu Yiwei laughed and turned to the village committee director. "Director Wang, are you putting on airs?"
The village committee director scratched his head in embarrassment and said softly, "I don't think so."
"Haha, do more practical things for the people. This is also your duty."
"Okay, okay. I'll definitely listen to Secretary Lu's teachings."
Lu Yiwei's footprints were all over Tianjin Town. After walking one round, his legs became weak. Even so, he insisted on visiting every household. After a simple meal at the town government, he went to Yongsheng Town to visit the frontline workers. Before he knew it, it was already dark, and fireworks were already set off outside the window.
"Secretary Lu, stay here for New Year's Eve dinner."
"No, I'll eat in the dormitory. You guys eat earlier too. Remember, don't treat the workers badly."
On the way back to the county town, Lu Yiwei wrapped his coat tightly and curled up in the back seat. The sound of firecrackers outside the window was endless, and his thoughts were like snowflakes dancing in the sky.
Almost every year at this time, he and Su Meng would always talk on the phone. Even across the ocean, Merika, on the other side of the ocean, would still whisper to him. But now, he could no longer hear the familiar voice. The only thing that echoed was the sound of firecrackers and the bright fireworks.
Time passed, and things remained the same, but people changed. As he grew older, he loved to reminisce. He recalled his youth, strolling on the campus of the university while drunk and singing; he recalled love, walking hand in hand on the bank of the Xijiang River; he recalled unforgettable memories, squatting alone on the hillside of Dongwa Village, counting the stars, counting the petals, imitating the sound of sheep, and listening to the chirping of insects; he recalled the years from Beihe Town to Heishan County, from the High-tech Zone to Jiangdong City. Every experience was unforgettable. One by one, the familiar faces faded away, leaving only lonely and melancholy memories.
The traces of time could not erase the fragmented memories, like the hair-thin crescent moon in the sky, like Su Meng pursing her lips and smiling, but could no longer find the warmth of holding hands. And his heart still had a place for her.
"Secretary Lu, we're here."
With Xu Changyuan's repeated reminders, Lu Yiwei returned to reality from his memories. He looked out the window, sat up, and said with a sigh of relief, "Well, you guys should go back and rest early. Tomorrow morning, we will visit the frontline workers."
Seeing Lu Yiwei like this, Xu Changyuan could not bear it. He said, "Secretary Lu, why don't I send you home? The children will definitely miss you."
Lu Yiwei did not respond and stubbornly got out of the car. Xu Changyuan did not give up, and went up to persuade him again, "Why don't you go to my house for dinner? My wife made mutton dumplings, it's very delicious. I also have two bottles of good wine … "
Xu Changyuan chattered on, while Lu Yiwei's gaze was fixed on his room. He was muttering in his heart, "Did I forget to turn off the lights when I left? Why is it still on? "
He turned around and looked around, and with the dim light, he seemed to see a familiar car. After taking a closer look, there was no mistake, it was his wife, Fan Chunfang's car. Could it be that she had come?
Lu Yiwei ran upstairs impatiently, and when he reached the door, he heard the voices of his son and daughter coming from inside. The two of them were laughing and playing. His eyes could not help but moisten, and he could not even stand steadily. He stood at the door and listened quietly. At this time, no matter how beautiful the music was, it could not compare to the tinkling laughter of the two children.
At this time, the door suddenly opened. Fan Chunfang stood at the door and looked around. After a long time, she said, "Why aren't you coming in …"
Without waiting for her to finish, Lu Yiwei stepped forward and hugged her tightly.
Faced with the unexpected hug, Fan Chunfang was a little stunned. She felt her face wet with tears, and her own tears burst out instantly. She stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly.
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