Lu Weiguo's body was much stronger than before. His legs were very agile, and it was impossible to tell that he had been seriously ill. He said, "I'm not going anywhere. I'll just stay in the Peach Blossom Village." Then he took out a cigarette, threw one to Lu Yiwei, and started smoking.
Lu Yiwei looked at his father's angry face and felt it was very funny. He helped his father pat the dust off his clothes and said, "Dad, I won't try to persuade you anymore. But your son is about to get married. If he gives you a big fat grandson, you can't send him to the village to raise him, right? "
"What?" Lu Weiguo choked on the smoke and coughed a few times. He said excitedly, "What did you say?" At this time, Liu Cuilan, who came in from outside, also stood on the ground and asked, "Is what you said true?"
Lu Yiwei saw that this trick was effective and said with a smile, "How can it be false? It's absolutely true. If you guys agree, I plan to get married next year. The other party is a girl from a big city. It's not very realistic for you to let her come to our house. "
"Move! We'll move tomorrow! " Lu Weiguo uncharacteristically put out the cigarette in his hand and said excitedly, "This is a good thing. For my future grandson, I also want to move down. My son's mother, after lunch, go and pack up your things. Don't take anything except for the valuable things. "
"Okay, okay, okay!" Liu Cuilan also excitedly said the word "okay" three times. She lifted her apron and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.
Lu Yiwei saw that his father immediately did what he said, so he comforted him, "Dad, give me three days. Three days later, I'll come up the mountain to pick you up."
"Good! Let's have a good drink at noon. "Lu Weiguo said happily. For their son's future, parents were willing to do anything. Not to mention moving, they were even willing to sacrifice their lives.
After his parents made up their mind, Lu Yiwei felt warm in his heart. In the afternoon, he returned to Nanyang County and drove directly to the Tourism Bureau.
The Tourism Bureau was a government department, but it depended on where it was located. In Dongzhou City, the Tourism Bureau was definitely a good unit. Those who wanted to become an official there, even if they did not start a fight, they would still fight until their heads bled. After all, the local government had abundant natural resources and attached great importance to it. Under normal circumstances, if one became the director of the Tourism Bureau in Dongzhou City, the next step would be to enter the government. This had become a fixed format.
On the other hand, although the Nanyang County Tourism Bureau has tourism resources, it suffers from a lack of funds and is unable to develop it. Even if it is developed, the undeveloped transportation will restrict the development prospects. Therefore, the Tourism Bureau, the Archives Bureau, the Statistics Bureau, the Federation of Writers, and other units were the same. They were units for the elderly. Basically, it was to take care of some old comrades who had been doing revolutionary work all their lives. Before they retired, they would be addicted to being a proper official, so that their lives would not be in vain.
The current director of the Tourism Bureau, Ma Zhiming, was not an old cadre, but in the prime of his life and full of energy. Unexpectedly, he was caught up in the political maelstrom, and just like Lu Yiwei, he became a political victim. He was moved from the position of the Director of the Transportation Bureau to the Tourism Bureau, and he worked there for five years.
The good or bad of a unit could be seen from the building of the unit. For example, the newly built Finance Bureau. The five-story building was pasted with golden tiles. There was a small garden and a basketball court in the yard. It was magnificent and imposing, and it had become a landmark building in Nanyang County. Looking at the Tourism Bureau, it was still in the "County party committee" compound before the reform and opening up. There were more than 20 units in the yard. Of course, they were some unpopular units and some social groups. There were only six offices in the Tourism Bureau.
Six rooms? So be it. The bureau chief occupied two rooms, and the remaining 20 people were squeezed into a small space. One could imagine the situation. Ma Zhiming also had a way. He came up with a system of rotating work, three shifts, which meant that the people in the unit were divided into three groups. One group would work a week, and so on. Anyway, the Tourism Bureau had nothing to do. In this way, everyone respected Ma Zhiming, who was very understanding.
Lu Yiwei pushed the door into Ma Zhiming's office without knocking on the door. Ma Zhiming was sitting on the sofa in a daze. When he saw Lu Yiwei, he hurriedly got up and greeted him. He made a cup of tea and said with a smile, "You haven't been here for a long time. It just so happens that I was looking for someone to talk to, and you're here."
Lu Yiwei put two cigarettes on the coffee table and said, "I know your unit is poor. Take these two first. If it's not enough, I'll buy them for you."
Ma Zhiming's eyes were slightly wet, and he put them into the drawer. He said, "Only your brother can still think of me. Hey!"
"What are you talking about! You've helped me a lot in the past. Today, I'm here to ask you for a favor. Help me find a courtyard house. I want it right now, "Lu Yiwei said. Although the two of them were about ten years apart, their conversation was very casual.
Ma Zhiming asked curiously, "Why do you want to buy a house? Don't you still have a unit building? "
"I want to live for my parents. They are old, and the transportation in our village is inconvenient. They should have moved down long ago."
"What a coincidence. My classmate brought his parents to the provincial capital and entrusted me to take care of them. I'll ask him if he wants to buy it for you. His house is in the south of the city. It was newly built a few years ago. "After Ma Zhiming finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
After a while, the negotiation ended, and he got a very satisfactory answer. The other party agreed to sell. Ma Zhiming said, "The other party agreed, but the price is a little expensive. He said that the house was only renovated the year before last. If he sells it, he can live in it without moving anything at home. 200,000 yuan. What do you think?"
Lu Yiwei didn't blink. He patted his thigh and said, "Okay! Tell him that I want it now. "
Ma Zhiming called again. The other party saw that the other party was forthright and agreed to come back tomorrow to sign the agreement and hand over the money at the same time.
After this was done, Lu Yiwei felt a lot more at ease. He said, "Let's call Fatty Li and the others for a gathering tonight? My treat. "
"Okay, I happen to have this intention. I'll ask them later. I haven't been together for a long time. Let's drink until we're drunk tonight. Haha." Ma Zhiming's depressed mood was suddenly released. Now, he could only rely on alcohol to anesthetize himself.
It got dark early in winter. It was already dark outside before 6 o'clock. Lu Yiwei took Ma Zhiming to the "Bean Maiden Restaurant" where they often met and went straight to the private room on the second floor. After a while, Li Jianwei, the deputy director of the government office, and Zhao Dongsheng, the deputy secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, came in happily with wine.
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