Back in the dormitory, Lu Yiwei was lying on the sofa, exhausted. He did not even have the strength to move. Today's high-intensity work was his daily routine, but he felt extremely tired. If he could not get the understanding and support of others, what was the point of continuing?
In an instant, he suddenly wanted to give up. He might as well not do anything. He would just f * cking waste his time, build his qualifications, use his connections, and get transferred out of this damn place as soon as possible. He could not change anything with his own strength. It was rotten to the core. Only now did he understand that the more backward a place was, the more ignorant and conservative it was, and the less able it was to develop.
Forget it, whoever wants to do it can do it!
He looked at the ceiling and smoked a cigarette. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He suddenly sat up and extinguished the cigarette butt. He thought to himself, "I will find a way to transfer from tomorrow onwards."
Just as he was about to go to the bathroom, his phone rang. It was an unknown number. Nowadays, officials were completely bound by mobile phones. They received endless calls every day. After a long time, they would not answer any calls other than those with caller ID. He stared at the screen and thought for a long time. He felt that it was not appropriate not to answer. If it was an important person calling, or if there was something urgent, it would delay the timing.
"Hello, Secretary Lu, it's Ermao."
Hearing that it was Li Ermao, Lu Yiwei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's you. Is this your new number?"
"Yes, I'm here. It's newly opened in Nanjiang."
Li Ermao was Lu Yiwei's original driver. By coincidence, he learned that the former deputy governor, Shen Guangming, was in need of a driver, and he immediately recommended him. Although he was reluctant, he let him go for the sake of his future. After all, he was following the governor. To put it bluntly, he might have to ask him for help in the future.
Following Shen Guangming, Li Ermao changed his fate. He went through the official procedures and changed from a former worker in the Provincial Office to a full-fledged business manager. When Shen Guangming transferred, he took him with him. From this point of view, he had gained the trust of the other party and had a bright future. Seeing him improve little by little, Lu Yiwei was extremely pleased. He smiled and said, "Governor Shen went to Nanjiang. I haven't seen him yet. How are you?"
Li Ermao didn't answer. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Secretary Lu, my dad … my dad … he's gone."
Lu Yiwei's heart skipped a beat, and he felt dizzy. He thought he had misheard and hurriedly said, "What? Speak clearly."
"My dad is gone."
"When did this happen?"
Li Ermao said with a heavy heart, "He worked in the fields yesterday and didn't go home at noon. When my mother found him in the fields, he was already unconscious. When we sent him to the hospital, the doctor said he had already left …"
Lu Yiwei was dumbfounded. He said in disbelief, "Uncle Honest's body is so healthy. How could he disappear just like that? What happened?"
Li Ermao choked and said, "I don't know either. We just talked on the phone two days ago. I even said that I would bring them to Nanjiang to play in a while. Who knew … my mom heard from the doctor that it might be a heart attack. She left in a hurry."
Lu Yiwei fell silent. He couldn't accept it for a while. Old Han's charmingly naive and honest appearance instantly appeared before his eyes. After a long time, he said, "Where are you now?"
"I just rushed back. I didn't want you to know, but my mom insisted that I call you."
"You have to tell me about this. If I find out in the future, I won't let you off. Alright, I'll go back first thing in the morning. Hurry up and get ready. If you need me to do anything, just let me know. "
Li Ermao was quite touched. He said, "I'm happy to hear that. Don't come back, I'm busy with work …"
"Don't be so long-winded. You must comfort your mother. Don't let her collapse again."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Lu Yiwei could not calm his heart for a long time. Uncle Honest was such a good person. How could he collapse just like that? In the eyes of others, he was just a small village chief. He was honest and liked to play tricks. The farthest place he had ever been in his life was a county town. But for Lu Yiwei, he was a close friend of Dongwa Village for five years. He ate and lived at his house every day. Every night, they sat by the kang and chatted. During the day, he worked in the fields with him, fed the pigs and herded the sheep. They even harvested wheat together and worked in the orchard together …
In the blink of an eye, they were separated by life and death.
Even if something big happened tomorrow, he would put it aside and go back to see Uncle Honest off.
"Hey, Haidong, Uncle Lao Han has passed away. No matter what you have to do tomorrow, put it down and go back early in the morning. Uncle Lao Han is not here. I will help Ermao with the funeral. I will go back at noon."
That night, Lu Yiwei did not sleep. His mind was filled with bits and pieces of Dongwa Village.
The next morning, he got up to wash up and went downstairs. Xing Bingwen and Guo Jiajun were already waiting for him. He said while eating, "I have to go back to my hometown. It's urgent. I'll let Secretary Sun take charge of the work while I'm gone. You have to cooperate fully. Report to me if anything happens. "
Xing Bingwen looked at his haggard appearance and realized that something big had happened in his family. However, he did not dare to ask.
After a hurried meal, Lu Yiwei took Guo Jiajun to his hometown, Nanyang County.
He did not speak during the bumpy journey. He kept staring out the window. His thoughts had already drifted to Dongwa Village, which he had not returned to for many years.
After more than three hours of travel, Beihe Town finally appeared in front of him. Compared to when he left, this place had undergone earth-shattering changes. He could hardly recognize it. The original low and shabby houses had long disappeared. Every family had built a small second floor. The roads were wider, there were more cars, and the village was more beautiful. All of this was due to the prosperity of the coal mine.
When he passed by the town government, the original machinery compound had long been demolished and a modern five-story building had been built. The cars going in and out cost at least 200,000 yuan. Mercedes-Benz and BMWs could be seen everywhere. One had to know that ten years ago, this was the poorest village in the county. Now, it had entered a well-off society ahead of schedule.
The original road to Dongwa Village did not pass through Beihe Village. After the road was changed, there was no need to climb the winding mountain road. The flat and wide asphalt road led directly to the village. Dongwa Village had also changed greatly. It was unrecognizable. It was completely a modern and prosperous village.
On the roadside not far away, there were many cars parked. There was a house with a string of white paper hanging on the wall. There were many people gathered at the door. This should be Uncle Honest's house. After the car stopped, Lu Yiwei got out of the car with a solemn expression. When he walked near the crowd, a sharp-eyed villager recognized him. He pointed and shouted excitedly, "Look, isn't that our Secretary Lu?"
In an instant, there was an uproar. A group of people immediately surrounded him. They stretched out their hands to shake his hand and started asking questions.
"Secretary Lu, I heard that you have become the secretary of the County party committee. You are the pride of our Dongwa Village."
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