Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1105 - 1081. Is the newly paved asphalt road easy to use?

Chapter 1105: 1081. Is the newly paved asphalt road easy to use?

Actually, Lao Zhu and the others have been retired for many years now, and their health doesn’t allow them to work anymore.

But... The sons of generals are still tigers, and their descendants have made small achievements in different fields.

Coincidentally, Mr. Yang’s son was in the army, and the person being fussed over by Secretary Wang right now was once under his command and had a chance to go up the mountain, lucky to meet once.

Honestly, if it were an ordinary person, it would have ended after that meeting. After so many years, people probably wouldn’t recognize each other.

But...

The reason a leader is a leader is because he can remember everything he needs to remember!

The person "crunching" on pork lard residue in front of him is none other than the much older Mr. Yang!

Hewould never get it wrong!

No wonder the firefighters and armed police are here—wait, this actually has nothing to do with them!

And even if something had to be arranged, it wouldn’t be done without going through him—there’s no such rule!

This series of choking coughs was truly heart-wrenching. The known conditions were pitifully few. But amid the coughing, the leader’s mind was still turning quickly, already grasping the core at this moment—

A small family farm, hiding dragons and crouching tigers indeed!

He couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy in his heart—though those who do real work don’t seek to flaunt their achievements upward, he, a doer with a strong style, also hopes the higher-ups can notice his efforts.

Leaving other things aside, isn’t the newly paved asphalt road effective, old leaders?

The leader’s coughing gradually stopped, and Secretary Wang, who was like ants on a hot pan, finally breathed a sigh of relief, yet a deep worry followed—

What happened? How did he fail to grasp the leader’s needs just now?!

He looked at the group of firefighters and armed police beside him, then at the group of old and young behind him, and then at the leader with a smiling face.

Oh, this expression is only seen when the leader makes major decisions!

But how could just eating a piece of pork lard residue lead to a major decision? Surely he wouldn’t decide between sweet or salty!

As he pondered this, he saw the leader suddenly take a step to bypass him, finally smiling as he approached that group of old and young, speaking softly as if afraid of scaring them:

"Mr. Yang, I never thought I’d run into you here—"

...

Old Yang, savoring the taste of the last piece of pork lard residue, was suddenly faced with a stranger who seemed vaguely familiar.

This made him pause: "You are..."

"You’ve forgotten," the leader’s expression at this moment was like a distant nephew—nervous yet intimate: "I’m Xiaocong, who once had the fortune to go up the mountain with your family Yang leader..."

This demeanor, even Secretary Wang felt inferior!

We must say, given the leader’s current status, how could he act with such ease and naturalness!

"Oh, oh, oh!" Mr. Yang remembered.

The waters of politics are deep, and since his son could take someone up the mountain, that proved they were family, so Mr. Yang relaxed much:

"Cong Yun, right? I remember you—why are you here? And..."

Mr. Yang keenly glanced around, confirming that he had come alone with his secretary, and couldn’t help but laugh:

"Still hiding your identity?"

The leader laughed: "At the beginning of the year, Wang Qing by my side accidentally bought some tea, far superior to any variety in Ning Province, even different from the top ten famous teas."

"As you know, Ning Province has no pillar industries, and now there’s unexpectedly such an outstanding economic crop, so I’ve paid more attention in the aftermath..."

He seemed a bit embarrassed: "I came once before, but I was afraid the news from below wasn’t clear, so I came secretly."

"This household thought I was doing municipal procurement, they invited us this time, so I shamelessly came again."

"Good, good, good!" Old Yang, eyebrows dancing now, looked instantly proud in front of the other old men!

See, your sons don’t have this fate, right?

See, my son’s former subordinate, serving as a local official, can see the people’s livelihood from small things and is willing to come personally to inspect, not doing those flashy, empty things... Indeed a doer!

It does bring glory, true glory!

He thus warmly said: "Well done! See if you can learn and promote, and if not, don’t hurt the farmers’ feelings."

"Do you have any results? Come up the mountain for a cup of tea at the New Year, and tell me slowly."

The leader was overjoyed instantly, just about to speak, when the elder and younger aunt suddenly burst into the living room:

"Finished eating everyone?"

Once they’re done eating, they’ll have work to do. The pair were quick, collecting plates, wiping tables, and even rearranging the vases on the table, looking solemn!

Chatterbox Zhu Xin, now without anything to block his mouth, quickly asked: "Auntie, I’ll clean up, I’ll clean up... When will the pork outside be ready? You go busy with that, we’re not in a rush here."

The elder aunt didn’t know there were young ones like crows in the world, seeing them brought into the living room, thought they were Song Tan’s friends, now pleasantly said:

"In a moment, the city leaders are coming, someone already called ahead to tell us to tidy up nicely, there’s media taking photos..."

Though quite a few people holding cameras or phones were in the yard, using the official term "media taking photos", and considering they were following city leaders, maybe they would appear on Ning Province’s local TV?!

The elder aunt felt quite thrilled inside.

As a wholesale trader making hard-earned money, her ultimate hope for her son was for Zhang Yanping to secure a stable civil service position—a job with a solid iron rice bowl!

Now the leader had personally shown up, and though it didn’t add extra points for the civil service exam, she was still uncontrollably excited!

Luckily, Zhu Xin is an earthy lad.

What’s wrong with getting excited seeing a local official? He gets excited even going to the stage to accept an award, it’s human nature!

On second thought, if their city’s leaders came to his house, his parents would definitely enlarge the photo and hang it in the living room to feel satisfied.

The point of focus at the moment was on another matter:

"Is your city leader a good person?"

The elder aunt thought for a moment: "Not bad... they say he has a lot of rules, our wholesale market’s storefront signs all became uniform."

"Huh?" Zhu Xin boldly quipped as soon as people weren’t around: "Isn’t this business environment too rigid? Won’t it affect business?"

The elder aunt had cleaned the coffee table in the living room, and now couldn’t help but laugh: "You young people talk about business environment, we just think practically—buyers won’t stop coming because the signs became uniform."

"But before this wholesale market was reorganized, cars were a mess, roads were rough and broken, now everything’s smoothed out, young people love coming during festivals, business now is even better than before."