Chapter 685 Drinking and Talking 2
Wang Zhengguo opened his mouth wider. He was familiar with the name Wang Xinsheng!
A founding father, a powerful figure, the greatest pride of Huaihai City. Who would not give him a thumbs up when he was mentioned?
He thought that Cheng Baoguo was already very impressive as the mayor, but he did not expect that the one in front of him was even more impressive. He was worthy of being the leader of the Three Heroes of Peach Garden. No wonder Father Lu had always lived so calmly, and no wonder Feng Qingxue and Xi Bao had the opportunity to show their faces in front of the leaders. It turned out that Father Lu’s two sworn brothers were no longer ordinary people. They were not ungrateful, so they naturally promoted Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue with all their heart.
How did they change their names when they went out to pursue their careers? He was afraid to recognize them.
Xi Bao suddenly said, "Grandpa, big brother!" He pointed to his mouth.
Wang Zhengguo suddenly closed his mouth, and was at a loss for a moment.
Father Lu was very calm and said with a smile: "Zhengguo, sit down, don't be so reserved. We have been together for so many years, who doesn't know each other? If the eldest brother was arrogant, he would not come here. When Tiedan came to my house before, I also thought about telling you about this matter, so that you don't have to worry about Tiedan's different view, but I didn't know where to start. Now that we meet, I won't hide it from you."
"Yes, Zhengguo, let's have a good drink tonight and reminisce about the past, but we haven't seen each other for more than 30 years."
"Time flies so fast, most of my life has passed." Wang Zhengguo sighed.
Although Wang Fengqiao didn't know the secret that Wang Xinsheng and Father Lu were sworn brothers, the brothers didn't plan to let others know about this, but Wang Zhengguo said that after she stewed soup for Feng Qingxue, she prepared a table of side dishes. The three of them sat opposite each other for a drink, not talking about the past, but only talking about the current cultural landscape of their hometown, or teasing little Xibao.
"Xibao, come, let's clink glasses!" Wang Xinsheng raised his glass.
Xibao's eyes lit up, and under the smiling eyes of Father Lu and Wang Zhengguo, he hurriedly picked up the wine glass filled with boiled water in front of him, "Brothers... Let's have a toast! Grandpa, Grandpa!" He called Father Lu and Wang Zhengguo again, looking very anxious.
Father Lu and Wang Zhengguo had no choice but to pick up their own wine glasses, and the four glasses clinked together, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
As if he had become an adult by clinking the wine glasses, Xibao sat happily on the chair, swinging his fat legs, chewing the white and soft big steamed bun in his hand, chewing it twice, looking at the bun, "Sister!"
Thinking of his sister, he slid down from the chair and rushed into the east bedroom.
"Sister!" Xibao stretched the big steamed bun on Fubao's swaddling clothes, wanting to feed her.
Fubao was awake and cried out.
Amid Wang Fengqiao's laughter, Feng Qingxue hurriedly pulled her son back and hugged him to sit on the chair, "Xibao, mom told you that your sister is still young and can't eat steamed buns. Can you eat it yourself?"
"Okay!"
Feng Qingxue fed him a mouthful of chicken soup. Because there was no salt in the chicken soup, Xibao shook his head after drinking it, "No, no!"
After that, he ran out again with the big steamed bun.
Xibao ran around, and his chubby body added a bit of fun to the room.
Wang Xinsheng took a sip of wine and said seriously: "Zhengguo, although you and Wanglou Brigade have registered with the old leaders, it is not easy to keep it up. You have to work harder! You must work harder. If there is a slight mistake, the living standard will decline, and the local government will not be able to use Wanglou Brigade to ask for credit, and you will inevitably be blamed."