Facing the familiar faces and hearing the familiar accent, Lu Yiwei was filled with emotions. He spoke in his native dialect, "How could I forget you guys? You are Li Jianmin, your wife is Wang Cuifen, you are Li Fuguo, your wife is Zhao Fengzhi, your son is in junior high, he should be married by now … "
Hearing that Lu Yiwei could remember everyone's name, they all gave him a thumbs up. "Secretary Lu is really not forgetting his roots. We are all County party committee secretaries, yet you still remember so much. Welcome home, Secretary Lu! Don't leave today, we will have lunch at my place … "
After another round of chatter, Li Ermao and Li Haidong came out to ask questions. Only then did everyone stop talking and kept sighing, feeling sorry for the sudden death of the old village chief.
Li Ermao, who came from a military background, was already tall and straight. After following the provincial leader, he became more elegant. If someone went out, they would think that he was a leader. His eyes were red and swollen, his beard was unshaven, and he was listless. He must have stayed up all night. When he saw Lu Yiwei, his eyes were filled with tears. He pursed his lips and said, "Secretary Lu, you are back."
Lu Yiwei stared at him for a long time, then patted his shoulder and said, "Where is your father?"
"Inside."
"Bring me to see him."
When they entered, Li Haidong tied a piece of white cloth around his arm and entered the courtyard surrounded by everyone. It was a strange environment, a familiar face. Under Li Ermao's lead, they entered the house and saw the old man lying on the kang. He was wearing clean clothes, and his head was covered with a piece of red cloth. There was a lamp beside him. Seeing this scene, Lu Yiwei could not help but cry. It was the same scene when Xu Banxian passed away. He was the person he was most concerned about.
Lu Yiwei slowly walked over and stared at him for a long time. He stretched out his trembling hand and hesitated for a long time before placing it on Li Haidong's cold hand. He then sat on the edge of the kang and murmured, "Uncle Laohan, Yiwei is back to see you. Why didn't you wait for me …"
Lu Yiwei's actions caused the onlookers to shed tears one after another, and they began to cry. Li Ermao went forward and comforted, "Secretary Lu, don't be sad. My father heard it."
At this time, Li Ermao's mother, Cui Fengxian, appeared at the door with the help of others. Seeing Lu Yiwei standing there in a daze, suddenly pushed away the people supporting her and rushed over. She grabbed Lu Yiwei tightly and cried, "Yiwei, is it you? You are back?"
"Lu Yiwei," Lu Yiwei grabbed her hand and nod, "Second Mama, it is me. I am back.
Cui Fengxian instantly lost control of her emotions. She threw herself on him and burst into tears. She sobbed and said, "Son, you are finally back. But your uncle can't see you."
Lu Yiwei hugged her tightly, trying to give her strength and warmth in this way. They were not family, but more like family. Li Ermao went forward and supported her. "Mother, Secretary Lu just came back. Let him rest for a while."
Cui Fengxian let go of her hand and wiped her tears. "Have you eaten? Second Mama will cook for you."
Lu Yiwei quickly stopped her and said, "I have eaten. You should rest for a while. Don't worry about me. I will talk to Uncle for a while. You can all go out."
Li Ermao understood what he meant. He asked everyone to leave and closed the door. He stood aside and said in a low voice, "Although my father passed away in a hurry, he didn't feel any pain. This is also God's blessing. Don't be too sad. My father often thinks about you. He will be very happy that you are back. "
Lu Yiwei was depressed. He sighed and said, "A good person passed away just like that. Sigh! We must give him a proper burial. I have already arranged for Haidong to erect a tombstone for him. I will write an inscription for him. "
"Thank you, Secretary Lu."
"Where do you plan to bury him?"
"My mother said that when he was alive, he said that when he died, he would be buried in the orchard."
Lu Yiwei looked out the window. On the opposite mountain was the orchard. It was still lush and more luxuriant than when he left. That orchard was planted by him personally. He nodded and said, "Then let's do as he said."
At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the yard. Lu Yiwei looked over and saw a group of people in white shirts and black pants standing outside the door. They were obviously officials. He did not tell anyone who they were when he came back. He said, "Do you know them?"
Li Ermao shook his head and said, "They look like the town government."
"Oh."
Lu Yiwei ignored him and continued to tell him some things. After half an hour, Guo Jiajun gently opened the door and came in. He said in a low voice, "Secretary Lu, Beihe Town Party Committee Secretary Wang Wei and Mayor Li Yuming are here to see you."
Hearing these familiar names, Lu Yiwei felt that it was inappropriate to not meet them. He stood up and walked out. Wang Wei immediately stretched out his hand and smiled. "Secretary Lu. I heard that you are back, so I came to see you."
Lu Yiwei knew him. He used to be the Deputy Chief of the Land Bureau. When he was at work, he was the Deputy Chief. Now, he was finally promoted to the Chief. He shook hands and said, "Thank you for coming to see me. I came back on my own. You don't have to make such a big fuss."
Wang Ji said with an envious expression, "You are the County party committee secretary from Nanyang. If we didn't come, we would be ignorant. I have already called the County party committee Secretary Bai. He is already on his way. "
Hearing that Bai Yuxin was coming as well, Lu Yiwei felt that this matter was getting out of hand. But he was a public figure. He couldn't keep a low profile even if he wanted to. Besides, Li Ermao's identity was special. Although he was a driver, he had more power than ordinary officials. Usually, he wanted to curry favor with him. This was a good opportunity to get close to him.
Before they could chat for a while, another group of people rushed in. Li Ermao did not recognize any of them, but he recognized them. He introduced them one by one, "Secretary Lu, this is Nanjiang Provincial Party Committee Organization Department Director Zhao. This is Quzhou City Organization Department Minister. This is …"
He introduced a lot of people, and all of them were famous people. Even the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department was here. It was enough to show Li Ermao's power. Soon, another group of people came in and filled the yard. They were Li Ermao's people. This time, the County Organization Department Minister also came to pay his respects. They came all the way here not because of Li Ermao, but because of Shen Guangming.
Shen Guangming probably wouldn't come. Sending the Office Director was already giving enough face. After all, he was just a driver. Many people came in and chatted for a while before leaving. Before leaving, they didn't forget to leave money and wreaths. After a while, the wreaths in the yard could no longer be placed. Uncle Honest was overjoyed to see this scene.
And he would never be able to see it.
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