Chapter 849: Third Master, please accept my condolences!

Li Huai De was extremely disappointed.

The welcoming ceremony at the Six Nations Hotel also changed its taste.

After the two simply looked at the room layout and listened to the person in charge's report, they had no mood to stay any longer.

"This is not the Six Nations Hotel in my memory."

Before getting in the car, Li Huai De looked back at the gorgeous building outside the car window with nostalgia.

It's like you walking out of Red Romance; although the experience is very bad, you still added the manager's WeChat when checking out.

You feel that next time you come, this place will be renewed and hope will be rekindled.

What could Li Xuewu say? He is not good at comforting people; he is afraid that Li Huai De will cry and be hard to coax.

It was those progressive teachers and students from other places who, when seeing this exaggerated renovation, listening to the special explanation of the history and criticism here by the service staff, inadvertently revealed infatuation and yearning in their eyes.

The neon lights of Red Romance never turn off; one bell, one person, Li Huai De left, and there were new guests.

When the Volga M24 started slowly, Li Huai De withdrew his gaze of lost memory, no longer nostalgic, just like a saint.

Li Xuewu looked back; the progressive teachers and students wearing green uniforms could register to stay by relying on an introduction letter, experiencing this rare historical building.

And because of the propaganda by the service staff, there would be a celebration gala here on the night of October 1st, which attracted the pursuit of these progressive teachers and students.

The crowd is fierce, and time is like a knife.

Li Xuewu couldn't bear to stab Li Huai De in the chest, so he didn't mention the Six Nations Hotel on the way back.

After returning to the office, Sha Qizhi reported: "Deputy Captain Wang of the Propaganda Team came this morning."

"I know."

Li Xuewu scratched his head; Li Huai De was in a hurry to leave, and he forgot to explain this matter.

He told Sha Qizhi to let Wang Yajuan come over again when she had time.

As soon as the words fell, before Sha Qizhi had time to agree, Li Haiyang came.

"Hello, Deputy Secretary Li."

Li Haiyang smiled and nodded to Sha Qizhi, then walked to the front of Li Xuewu's desk and said politely: "Director Li asked me to send the keys to you."

"Don't worry."

He smiled and reminded: "I have prepared the furniture, appliances, firewood, rice, oil, and salt for you."

"Hmm, okay, thank you."

Li Xuewu nodded, his attitude didn't change, and he didn't even look at the key, his hands still busy with documents.

Li Haiyang looked at Sha Qizhi and said politely: "Then you are busy, I'll go back first."

Li Xuewu waved his hand without raising his head and said: "Qizhi, see Haiyang off."

"No need, no need."

Li Haiyang wanted to repair his relationship with Li Xuewu, but he also knew this was impossible.

The brand of Li Huai De on him was too strong, unless he learned from Zhang Guoqi and played a game of spilling beans from a bamboo tube.

He was polite to Sha Qizhi for two sentences, and was sent out the door by the other party.

He still wanted to climb up some friendship with Sha Qizhi, but Sha Qizhi was an old slippery head, and sent him away in two or three sentences.

Returning to the office, Li Xuewu pointed at the key and handed a piece of paper with an address written on it to him.

"Help me pick up someone, at the East City First Detention Center; you mention my name, find Wu Laoshi and you'll know."

Li Xuewu looked at Sha Qizhi and explained: "You and Jiankun go together, drive my car, and send the person directly to this address in Jinmen."

"Yes."

This was the second time Sha Qizhi had received a private matter arranged by Li Xuewu, and his expression looked very formal.

Li Xuewu saw his thoughts, raised an eyebrow, and said: "Letting you go is to recognize the door; I will live here when I go to Jinmen for work in the future."

After speaking, he didn't explain anymore and put his gaze back on the documents.

Seeing that Li Xuewu had no other instructions, Sha Qizhi went out, called Han Jiankun, and went to the First Detention Center together.

Departing in the morning, it's not far to Jinmen, and they will definitely be able to return before getting off work in the evening.

The two arrived at the First Detention Center, found Wu Laoshi, and after revealing their identities, they saw this pregnant woman point to the luggage on the ground and say they could go.

Sha Qizhi's eyes opened slightly, then he pulled Han Jiankun who was stunned as if nothing had happened, signaling him to hurry up and move the luggage.

Wu Laoshi was not a national beauty, nor a small family jasper, but the kind of bookishness unique to cultured people.

Saying a woman is a book, some women are Journey to the West, some women are Dream of the Red Chamber; Sha Qizhi felt Wu Laoshi was the Book of Songs.

According to his understanding of Li Xuewu, this is exactly his taste!

Especially this gentle-as-jade personality, isn't it similar to Deputy Division Chief Li's wife.

Hiss~~~

The two who were busy moving luggage didn't dare to speak, and didn't dare to communicate, but they both saw something in each other's eyes.

They were in big trouble!

It seems they had seen through the leader's secret; the leader trusts them so much!?

Hiding someone from the First Detention Center, and sending them to Jinmen, and it was the key given by Director Li...

What is all this!

Is it Deputy Secretary Li's woman, or Director Li's woman!

The leader didn't say the woman's identity, and this woman didn't introduce herself, so they just pretended not to know, and hadn't seen anything.

Only when they went out, the First Detention Center's top leader, whom they had met before, greeted this Wu Laoshi solemnly, and also sent a few valuable tonics.

This...

Prison Warden Huang is iron buddies with the leader, if inferred like this...

Having a woman, and being pregnant, can't be placed in a dangerous place outside, hiding it at the iron buddy's place...

Hiss~~~

It seems to be self-consistent!

We are all guessing blindly!

The vehicle started, Han Jiankun only cared about driving, Sha Qizhi sat in the passenger seat, not daring to turn his head.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it felt; how could this matter be thought through so smoothly!

If it really was Deputy Secretary Li's woman, how could he think through all the problems as soon as he thought about it.

This is not the leader's style!

The key is, why would he do this!

Wouldn't it be better to let private people arrange it?!

Don't tell me the leader is playing bad, digging a hole for the two of us?!

Don't!

Even his own people don't let go?!

Maybe he was really busy, and didn't see Wang Yajuan come here all morning.

Although the gala that just ended was praised by all the employees in the factory.

But they who look at problems with a magnifying glass still summarized many shortcomings.

Experience needs to be summarized and accumulated; without experience, how can there be progress and development.

There is another gala to perform tomorrow, and it's for outsiders, so their pressure is even greater.

Expansion is not urgent; this is not something that can be done well in a day or two.

When the noon bell rang, Li Xuewu put down his pen, stretched, took his lunch box from the cabinet, and went out the door.

Just after going downstairs, he saw Liu Guangtian walking over from the Security Section.

"Li... Deputy Secretary Li."

Liu Guangtian was also stunned when he saw Li Xuewu coming down; his luck had been bad these few days, why did he keep meeting him!

Li Xuewu stopped his steps, looked at him, and asked: "What? The case isn't over yet? Were you interrogated at night again?"

This kid's image is really bad now, stubble beard, hair messy like a chicken coop, face full of oil and mud, the same as when he saw him last time.

"No... no."

Liu Guangtian curled his lips and explained: "I was helping the Third Master's family."

Li Xuewu waved his hand, signaling him to walk out together.

Hearing him say this, he raised an eyebrow and asked: "She's giving birth, what help are you helping with?"

He saw Liu Guangtian watching the program here last night, and he wasn't the one who sent her to the hospital.

"Donated blood?"

"No, it's..."

Liu Guangtian followed behind Li Xuewu, blinked his eyes, and said stutteringly: "Yan Jiecheng is dead."

"What the hell!?"

Li Xuewu had just stepped down the steps, and when he heard him say this, he turned around in disbelief.

Liu Guangtian was also startled when he saw Li Xuewu's wide eyes.

Coming back to his senses, he hurriedly explained: "Re... really, I came to handle his funeral and cremation procedures."

"Wait a minute!!"

Li Xuewu raised his hand to stop him and asked: "Are you talking about Yan Jiecheng? Isn't it his wife who was in danger from massive hemorrhage!"

He really didn't understand, frowned and looked at Liu Guangtian and said: "He called me last night when I got home, asking me to help him transfer blood from the factory hospital."

"Yes."

Liu Guangtian shrugged his shoulders and explained speechlessly: "At that time, there wasn't enough blood, so we drew his first to hold on."

"The hospital urged them to pay the fees in the middle of the night; his money was all with Comrade Ge Shuqin. He went home to find it, fell into a ditch on the way, didn't climb out, and drowned."

"Fell into a ditch and drowned?"

Li Xuewu frowned and scratched his face.

This kind of thing is common, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

A normal person can drown in a ditch knee-deep, let alone Yan Jiecheng who had just had blood drawn in the middle of the night.

"Yes, drowned in a ditch, the joint defense member found him, he was already out of breath."

Liu Guangtian took the cigarette Li Xuewu handed him, leaned against the wall at the door, lit it for himself, took a puff, and then started to tell the details.

"At that time, only he and the Third Master's wife were at the hospital, in the middle of the night, your phone call wasn't answered."

"So he went back to find money himself."

Liu Guangtian took a hard puff of the cigarette and smiled bitterly: "I'm confused listening to their family's affairs too. In the middle of the night, he had to go back himself, what do you think it was for?"

Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and didn't speak; he knew a little about the situation of the Third Master's family, but not much more than Liu Guangtian.

That family's thoughts were all pointing upwards; who knows what he was thinking at the time.

"You might not know, Yan Jiecheng's salary was all given to Comrade Ge Shuqin, guarding against his father."

Liu Guangtian spat out a puff of smoke, narrowed his eyes and said: "And Comrade Ge Shuqin, she handed this part of the money to the Third Master's wife, meaning she wouldn't be separated from the family."

"I don't know if she did the right thing, I just know she's ten thousand times stronger than my sister-in-law!"

"But it was this thought that caused the trouble."

He hummed: "The Third Master's wife couldn't hide the money, and didn't hide it, so the Third Master dug it away."

"According to Yan Jie Di, it was what her father said at the time, that this money was to repay his debt, and money to find a job for Yan Jiecheng."

"Anyway, their family is a mess, they all value money more than life."

"As a result, it was really life-threatening when it was needed!"

Liu Guangtian curled his lips and explained: "The Third Master went to the countryside, and the money was hidden in his hands, no one knew where."

"I guess Yan Jiecheng went home for this money too; how could he lose to his father."

"Of course, this is all what I heard, some of it is what I think."

Liu Guangtian smoked, sighed, and said: "But just looking at the energy of rushing home after drawing so much blood in the middle of the night, I can't understand what other reason there is to say why the money couldn't be paid during the day."

"Now it's good, the money wasn't found, the person is gone, the father and son were calculating against each other, fighting, I don't know who lost and who won."

He said with some realization: "Howling in the middle of the night, my father took me to help, and we were busy until dawn."

"What about the hospital?"

Li Xuewu was also sighing listening to his words; this family, this money, this fate, is really... hard to say.

"Comrade Ge Shuqin is fine, the child is also saved, they are all at the hospital, the First Master's wife went to take care of them."

Liu Guangtian sneered and said: "A happy event turned into a funeral, I don't know how to handle it."

"The Third Master received the letter from the First Master this morning, he should be home by now."

"He didn't do it himself, the First Master really helped, otherwise just relying on their family of old, weak, sick, and disabled, I don't know what it would be like."

"Is your father there too?"

Li Xuewu looked at Liu Guangtian; this kid seemed to have really realized something from this matter.

"Hmm, helped for half the night, the First Master was there, why wouldn't he go."

Liu Guangtian nodded and said: "Came to work with me this morning."

"Did you say when he would go out?"

Li Xuewu asked: "Have to wait until tomorrow for cremation, right?"

"No human form, soaked in water, can't stop it."

Liu Guangtian curled his lips: "They said it has to be cremated this afternoon, and the funeral will be tomorrow morning, my father and the others said so."

Li Xuewu nodded and said to him: "Alright, go do your work."

After speaking, he looked at him again and said: "Tell your father too, don't work overtime, ask for leave if you should."

"Understood."

Liu Guangtian extinguished the cigarette butt on the wall and thanked Li Xuewu seriously.

Only then did he feel that Li Xuewu was still a person in the courtyard, still someone he could contact.

Although he had many unclear contradictions with Li Xuewu, he still had to admit that Li Xuewu definitely didn't treat the people in the courtyard badly.

Starting from the piece of pork he shared when he transferred back, many people in the courtyard owed him favors.

Consider it from another perspective, now that it's so fierce outside, but the courtyard is very peaceful, if he doesn't believe that there is Li Xuewu's suppression here, he doesn't believe it.

His realization is the deepest, he and Zhang Guoqi didn't toss around less, what did they toss around in the end.

It's not guaranteed that they will follow the other party and get a punishment.

His younger brother is even more so, the little brat has no sense of proportion, directly used force to hit people, now it's good, he went to find a place to study and exercise.

People, always have to encounter some things, and only after being engraved in the heart do they understand the truth of being a person.

Before getting off work in the afternoon, Sha Qizhi and Han Jiankun rushed back.

Sha Qizhi reported that the person had been sent to the place, the house was indeed fully prepared, everything was there.

Wu Laoshi knew they were busy, and didn't ask them to help tidy up, so he let them come back.

When he reported, he also looked at Li Xuewu's eyes, wanting to see something.

But Li Xuewu's expression had no fluctuation, as if it were irrelevant.

Finally, he just nodded, without any opinion or indication.

Sha Qizhi was also confused, he thought it was confidential before, then felt it was a lover, finally felt it was nothing, but now he was confused again.

He didn't dare to ask when confused, didn't dare to say, just treated it as an errand outside.

Wang Yajuan came to Li Xuewu to report on work, so he held the documents and went out.

"Leader, any instructions?"

Wang Yajuan became a cadre, bringing her own heroic spirit, much more calm than when she faced Li Xuewu before.

"Work explained by Director Li."

Li Xuewu was writing while saying: "Requires the expansion of the Propaganda Team, I called you here to listen to your opinions."

"Still need to expand?"

Wang Yajuan thought for a while and asked: "Is it internal selection, or like us, recruiting from outside?"

"Both are fine."

Li Xuewu looked up at her, then continued: "You are the person in charge, and also a professional, you can offer opinions."

"I offer opinions..."

Seeing that Li Xuewu was really talking about work, Wang Yajuan also became formal.

"You also know that artistic performance requires a lot of time for rehearsal and requires a certain talent and foundation."

"Hmm, I understand."

Li Xuewu's gaze didn't leave the document, his hands didn't delay, signaling her to continue.

"I think merging the cultural troupe is a very good choice."

Wang Yajuan said: "Every cultural troupe has its own pillars, all pursue artistic achievements, and both ability and talent are guaranteed."

"Then there is..."

She looked at Li Xuewu and said: "If you want to select from within, you might have to choose that kind of particularly young one, fifteen or sixteen years old is just right for cultivation, but it requires a certain time and number of years."

"This can be considered."

Li Xuewu put a document he had reviewed to the side, picked up another document and opened it, looking at her and saying: "But the future propaganda work of our factory needs to enter the state very quickly."

"I understand, that's why I'm asking you."

Wang Yajuan said seriously: "I don't know what Director Li means, what kind of propaganda scale our factory wants, and what subsequent requirements there are."

"Leaders, they only look at the effect."

Li Xuewu pointed at the fountain pen and said: "Just like the gala yesterday, the leader doesn't care how long you rehearsed, and doesn't care how many people participated, he only looks at the effect."

After speaking, he continued to look at the documents, saying: "Of course, there is no need to be eager for success, I called you here to let you fully consider, and also give you time to prepare."

"I have a few opinions here for your reference."

Li Xuewu said: "You can recruit a batch of qualified graduates from professional art colleges in Beijing."

There are still many graduates this year who haven't completed their distribution, and are waiting in school, Li Xuewu's abacus is super powerful.

Wang Yajuan's eyes also lit up; selecting people from the cultural troupe and selecting people from professional art colleges mean the same thing.

She only wants those with good technology, the kind that doesn't need much effort to teach.

Although Li Xuewu said he wanted her to consider it and wanted to seek her opinion, he started giving her suggestions.

She had no opinion, because the leader's way of speaking and doing things is like this.

You listen to him saying it's all up to you, but do you dare to make your own decisions?

"Second point."

Li Xuewu said: "The same as what you just said, merge a few professional cultural performance teams."

"But."

He looked up at Wang Yajuan and emphasized: "This time is different from your overall transfer, we don't want all of them."

"Only pick the most excellent ones, the ones we need most to select, now we have this strength."

"The last point."

Li Xuewu pointed at the document and said: "You coordinate with the Propaganda Section, or who will come forward, or the leader will coordinate."

"Whether it's going to art groups or art colleges, invite a few performing artists with artistic attainments and excellent moral character to join the team as the main support for propaganda work."

"You just mentioned the suggestion of cultivating reserve talent, I support this point."

Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and said: "But the existing resources are not enough to complete the cultivation of these young people."

"Only by forming old, middle-aged, young, and juvenile, phased talent reserve forces can we complete a more complete and perfect structural organizational construction."

"This..."

Wang Yajuan asked in surprise: "This requires a lot of manpower, material resources, and resources, right? Does our factory have such a large need for propaganda and artistic performance?"

"Get it started first."

Li Xuewu looked at her and said: "Anyway, artistic talent is not worth much now."

"You don't feel comfortable hearing it this way, then I'll change the way of saying it."

Li Xuewu saw her frowning and smiled, saying: "The current artistic performance team is facing industrial structure adjustment and optimization, you can have more suitable choices."

"You'd better not say it."

Wang Yajuan glanced at Li Xuewu and said: "It's just that we are not worth much, everywhere, right?"

"That's it."

After asking Li Xuewu, she didn't have confidence herself, knowing that Li Xuewu's way of saying this is the status quo of the artistic performance team.

Now it's not that there is no stage, now it's that even the rice bowl is gone.

If it develops further, not to mention the rice bowl is gone, even the life will be gone.

Li Xuewu could see that her expression was a bit lost, coughed to remind her: "These are just my suggestions, you can fully investigate and study after you go back, and then form a report for me."

"Okay, I know."

Wang Yajuan sighed, looked up at Li Xuewu, and found that he was busy again.

Thinking of his appearance before, she couldn't help but ask: "Is the life you are living now what you want?"

"This question is asked well."

Li Xuewu smiled, looked up at her, and said: "I also want to ask life, why is it so terrible."

"You always have something to say."

Wang Yajuan curled her lips; what she wanted to ask was not this, and the answer she wanted to know was not what Li Xuewu said.

But she also knew that asking further would only increase trouble, stood up and said: "I'm going back, still busy."

Li Xuewu didn't stand up to see her off, just said "take care of your body" and continued to be busy.

When Wang Yajuan went out, she still couldn't help but look back at his figure working at the desk.

Familiar, yet strange.

"Hoo~"

"Tired to death!"

Han Lu supported the handrail in front of the mirror and slid to sit on the floor.

Sweat wet the broken hair on her forehead, she gasped for breath, complaining about the hardship of rehearsal.

"I slept past midnight last night, and I have to practice today!"

"Ah~~~ going crazy!"

"Stop howling~"

Zhou Xiaoling carried a towel over and sat down next to her.

"Two consecutive galas, yesterday's was easy to say, tomorrow night's is our own solo show."

"If we don't practice hard and really make a mistake, that face will be lost outside."

"Good, good, good~ practice~"

Han Lu shook her hair helplessly, looked left and right, and asked: "Where is Miaomiao?"

"She is more diligent than you, went to ask the teacher for advice alone."

Zhou Xiaoling leaned against the mirror, sighed, and said: "I feel the gap with her is getting further and further."

"You?"

Han Lu smiled and said meaningfully: "You have to set a small goal for yourself first, such as promotion or something."

"Hehe, next life~"

Zhou Xiaoling smiled bitterly: "There is no hope in this life, jump if you can jump, transfer to logistics if you can't jump, just don't go to the workshop."

"Don't be so pessimistic."

Han Lu raised an eyebrow and said softly: "If a woman looks good, it's not as good as marrying well. Do you want to consider finding a good partner?"

"Go, you're going to die~"

Zhou Xiaoling looked around cautiously, punched Han Lu shyly, and scolded: "How can you say anything! If someone hears it, be careful you won't have good fruit to eat!"

"What are you afraid of!"

Han Lu said indifferently: "Men should marry, women should marry, age is enough, you can find a partner, what's wrong with this?"

She said a lot righteously, then bumped Zhou Xiaoling with her arm, and asked in a low voice with a smile: "Or do you have any other thoughts?"

"Scare! The more you say, the more unreliable it is!"

Zhou Xiaoling was startled by her words, her face became serious, and she reminded her: "Don't make such jokes, people will die!"

"What are you afraid of, just the two of us talking."

Han Lu curled her lips and said: "Don't think about this thing too much, I don't say it, you can see it, you can hear it."

"Ah, it's allowed for them to do it, but not for us?"

She became more and more extreme: "If it's fair competition, that's fine, but look at them one by one, wishing they could go to recommend pillows now, and be promoted tomorrow!"

Zhou Xiaoling fell silent after hearing her say this, sitting there hugging her knees without speaking.

"What's the matter~"

Han Lu said indifferently: "Isn't it just exchanging youth for tomorrow!"

"Chastity archway can't exchange for cadre status, and can't change fate."

"Do you really want to go to logistics to do chores?"

"I don't believe it~"

Han Lu curled her lips and said: "Women have only this little advantage and capital. If you don't exchange for what you need at this time, do you want to bet that the man in the future will always love you?"

"Look at that one."

Seeing Wang Yajuan passing by the door, she bumped Zhou Xiaoling to signal: "Look how spirited she is now, don't you want to be like her?"

Zhou Xiaoling looked over following Han Lu's signal; Wang Yajuan was standing at the door talking to Instructor Zhang.

They were colleagues in the same team before, but they rehearse day and night now, and Wang Yajuan is already in the office.

It is said that there is no chance to be dazzling on stage, at least she doesn't have to worry about anything in the future.

"You just mentioned Miaomiao?"

Zhou Xiaoling turned to look at Han Lu, full of hesitation.

Han Lu curled her lips and said: "You also know that I have the best relationship with her, but I can't tell you anything."

"But."

She was talking about being good friends, but she didn't hide anything from Zhou Xiaoling: "Her thoughts are very clever, didn't you see her shaking hands with the leader yesterday~".

After speaking, she pursed her lips, looking down on the other party.

"I didn't notice."

Zhou Xiaoling used her fingers to tidy up the hair by her ear and asked softly: "What's wrong with her?"

Han Lu didn't answer her question, but asked back: "Who do you think is more 'reliable' among the leaders in our factory?"

She paused on the last two words on purpose, and added tone with her eyes.

Even a fool could understand that what she said was reliable... reliable.

"Are you kidding?"

Zhou Xiaoling's eyes widened and she said: "I don't know how to say what you said about Wang Yajuan, but looking at her now, she has no contact with that person!"

"Say you are stupid! Who would do that in the factory!"

Han Lu curled her lips and signaled outside the door: "She just went there, and it was that person's office."

"You say no contact? Don't know each other? Then why was she promoted?"

"You, you!"

Han Lu tapped Zhou Xiaoling's forehead and said: "You should be careful!"

"Go~"

Zhou Xiaoling patted Han Lu's hand away and asked: "Then you mean Deputy Secretary Li?"

"Not necessarily."

Han Lu smiled wickedly and said: "Do you think Director Li won't work?"

"Scare! He is already..."

Zhou Xiaoling was really surprised; she had thought that Li Xuewu was the leader mainly responsible for them, and had also thought about Li Xuewu's youth, but she hadn't thought that Zhou Miaomiao was aiming for the biggest one.

Is this to solve the cadre status, or to solve the cadre status of the whole family!

Is it really a step to the sky or what!

"What's wrong with being old, what's wrong with being ugly, men, the most important thing is to have wealth."

Han Lu widened her eyes and said: "If you use that to exchange for a cadre status, will you exchange it?"

"I..."

Zhou Xiaoling hesitated, lowering her head without speaking.

"Not exchanging is a fool!"

Han Lu curled her lips and said to her: "Even after getting married, it's the same thing with your lover, what's this."

"Have you forgotten Li Ling from our troupe before?"

"Now she is the Deputy Secretary of the Youth League Committee on the railway side."

"Do you know who she followed?"

Han Lu raised her eyebrows and said: "It's Station Master Zhang, it's been more than three years, her belly is going to get big, so she found her current partner to get married."

"But what if she gets married, it's still the same, it's not afraid after marriage!"

"Her current lover doesn't know?"

"Pull!"

Han Lu wiped her eyelids and said: "He doesn't know whose child that is, can he not know how he was promoted to train conductor?"

"Clear as a mirror!"

"That kid is smart!"

"He has a fart, picked up a beautiful wife, promoted himself, and was assigned a house in advance, a dual-career family, what else could he want!"

"Even if he knows that Station Master Zhang often goes to the house while he is driving, what can he do?"

"Want to die? Don't want to work? Don't want the wife?"

Han Lu said confidently: "Do you believe it, he is willing to take the initiative to drive and make room for Station Master Zhang!"

"That train is empty in the warehouse, it's better to get some good things!"

"Do you know?"

Han Lu raised her eyebrows and said: "I went back to move the troupe file some time ago, and she handled it for me."

"Wearing an imported watch on her hand, the clothes she wore were all good materials, I heard she also bought a bicycle."

"Who is as smart as her! Ate two men in one bite, raised her together!"

Han Lu talked about her former colleagues, and asked with disapproval: "Let you choose, do you choose Director Li, or Deputy Secretary Li, or choose love?"

"I..."

Zhou Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, seeing Han Lu's meaningful expression, she stood up blushing and said: "I'm going to train."

"Tsk~"

Han Lu curled her lips, looked at Zhou Xiaoling's back and muttered: "Is love worth a few big unity!"

"Did Jiankun ask for leave?"

On the way back after getting off work, Li Xuewu asked about Han Jiankun.

Han Jiankun responded: "No need to ask for leave, tomorrow is a unified holiday anyway."

"Hey~~~!"

"New marriage, how can one day be enough!"

Li Xuewu waved his hand and explained to Sha Qizhi: "Help him ask for three days of marriage leave the day after tomorrow."

"Sunday doesn't count, help him ask for three days of personal leave starting from Monday, enough for a week, go out and turn around."

"Leader, really no need."

Han Jiankun said in a panic: "We don't have anything at home, I really can't stay."

"Can't stay, but have to stay."

Li Xuewu smiled and said: "Take Qin Jingru shopping, turn around, find something delicious, enjoy a world for two."

"Hehe, I didn't have this preferential treatment back then."

Sha Qizhi smiled and looked at Han Jiankun and said: "The leader is compassionate, you still don't know how to take it, really a silly boy!"

"She doesn't want to rest either."

Han Jiankun said embarrassedly: "She told me she would come to work on Thursday."

"Hehe~"

"Listen to her nonsense!"

"Go to work the second day of marriage!"

"Without her, our family won't open fire?!"

Li Xuewu said amusingly: "Tell Qin Jingru, stay at home quietly, I don't want to see her before next Thursday!"

"Hehehe~"

Sha Qizhi found it interesting, turned his body and looked at Han Jiankun and said: "Your wife is a fierce master, you will have to suffer in the future."

Han Jiankun looked at Sha Qizhi, meaning: Big brother, don't say big brother, okay!

He hadn't seen Sha's wife, saying Qin Jingru is fierce, Sha's wife is even fiercer, okay!

Li Xuewu took the initiative to give him a holiday, also for his own good, who doesn't want to rest for a few more days.

Mainly because he didn't know if the leader had anything to do next week; if he was really busy, he wouldn't dare to rest.

As a driver, which day is not a rest in the duty room, if you really let the leader find a rest for you, you are really finished.

Of course, he couldn't continue to argue in front of Li Xuewu, but he would just find Sha Qizhi to talk about it privately.

Li Xuewu was also very emotional today, thinking about Yan Jiecheng's matter he heard at noon, Wu Laoshi's matter, and Wang Yajuan's matter.

So he talked to Sha Qizhi about marriage and love.

"You have been married for the longest time, do you think there is love after marriage?"

"Don't make trouble, Division Chief, what love~"

Sha Qizhi smiled bitterly: "Now it's love if she doesn't nag me when I go home!"

"It's love if she doesn't beat the child when I'm reading."

"It's love if she washes clothes, cooks, and gives birth to children for me!"

"Jiankun, a warning from the past."

After Sha Qizhi finished speaking, he patted Han Jiankun on the shoulder and said: "This woman is not the same person before and after marriage!"

Han Jiankun curled his lips, thinking: Big brother, I'm getting married tomorrow, is it a bit late for you to tell me this?

Li Xuewu sat in the back and laughed; he felt that there was love between Sha Qizhi and Sha's wife.

What he saw was that the relationship between men and women in this era was mostly simple and conservative.

Even if there is that kind of bold one, it exists in a relatively closed social relationship.

For example, Liu Lan and Li Huai De, convenient, fast, safe!

Of course, it's not very safe now, mainly because Liu Lan is a horse-big-ha.

The command vehicle stopped in front of the door, Li Xuewu waved to the two and got out of the car.

Han Jiankun took the initiative to jump out of the car and chase after him, thanking Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu smiled and patted his shoulder, congratulated him in advance, and stated that he would go to drink the wedding wine tomorrow.

After sending the jeep away, Li Xuewu returned home and ate a mouthful of food.

He told the old lady about the Yan family's matter, which startled the old lady.

The old lady also thought about it carefully, knowing that Li Xuewu was going over there, and urged him to arrange for Liu Yin and Zhao Yafang to live in the backyard.

It's not that she's afraid of anything else; Yan Jiecheng was cremated in the afternoon, if they were scared, they would have been scared long ago.

The old lady is afraid that tomorrow morning, the funeral opposite will make the family not rest well, mainly Zhao Yafang.

Li Xuewu agreed, told Gu Ning, and drove the Willys toward the Sihe Academy.

It was already dark at this time, and when entering the alley, he saw a tent set up under the shadow wall opposite the Sihe Academy gate, and someone wearing filial piety was burning paper at the tent door.

Li Xuewu just took a look; it should be Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang brothers.

Looking at it this way, Yan Jiecheng wasn't even able to enter the courtyard after being pulled back in the middle of the night.

One is because he died an unnatural death, this courtyard can't let him in.

Second, his family has parents, wife, and brothers, the main room can't be stopped, and the side room is too small to stop.

So it can only be stopped under the shadow wall outside the gate.

Comrade Ge Shuqin just gave birth, can't come back, the two younger brothers are kneeling there burning paper to guard the spirit, to eliminate disasters and difficulties.

He parked the car at the gate of the West Seeing Seeing He Yuan and walked toward the courtyard.

Listening to Liu Guangtian say that Yan Jiecheng was cremated in the afternoon, the ashes should be placed in the spirit hall in the tent at this time, and the spirit tablet should be placed in the side room of his house.

Four Nine Cities old talk, spirit hall is spirit hall, spirit tablet is spirit tablet, two things.

The spirit tablet is placed in the house for sacrifice, sent to the spirit hall three times before the funeral, and finally blown and beaten to the City God Temple.

Hmm, it's the City God that Yan Jiekuang and Liu Guangfu tried publicly some time ago.

Don't know if Yan Jiekuang sends his brother to the City God, will that old City God be scared to jump.

Li Xuewu's family has no relatives with their family, nor friends.

But because they are neighbors, the father is not at home, and the eldest brother and the third are not there, it is not appropriate not to come and see the man who supports the door.

Even if he had any friction with the Third Master's family before, now that he has encountered this kind of thing, he should come.

This is not to give the Yan family face, but to support the Li family's face.

Of course, he doesn't need to go to the spirit hall to worship, let alone go to the spirit to burn incense, just as a neighbor's identity, comfort the family members.

"Yo! Xuewu is back!"

Sha Zhu's voice was very loud, as if reminding someone, seeing him enter the courtyard, he took the initiative to greet him.

Sha Zhu's voice was very loud, as if reminding someone; seeing him enter the courtyard, he took the initiative to greet him.

"Xuewu ah~~~"

He shouted this, Li Xuewu's back went numb, the white-haired sending the black-haired, nothing more than this sadness.

"Third Master, please accept my condolences!"

"Third Master, please accept my condolences!"