In the southwest of Chengdu's urban core, adjacent to the Du Fu Thatched Cottage which has been in existence since the late Tang Dynasty, there is a park called Huanhuaxi Park, which is famous for Du Fu's poems and consists of bamboo forests, pavilions, bridges and flowing water.
There are Canglang Lake and Bailuzhou wetland in Huanhua Creek, which respectively correspond to Du Fu's poem "Zhi Tui avoids appreciation, the fisherman washes his clothes in Canglang" and the poem known to all women and children "Two orioles sing in the green willows, a line of egrets fly in the blue sky".
The entire park is exquisite in its forest and lake scenery, with boats in the water and trees by the island, creating a mood of watching the returning birds at sunset and envying the leaping fish in the clear pond.
On this green grass slope along the lake and river, there are villas under construction and in the early stages of construction, and Chinese-style white-walled courtyards, which are hidden in the shade of bamboo forests. These houses are mysterious and hidden, and only by going deep into them can you see the exquisiteness and layout of the classical and exquisite gardens.
At this time, by the flowing Huanhua Creek, behind the iron fence entwined with honeysuckle vines, is a small courtyard with a few camphor and ginkgo trees sparsely planted. Inside the courtyard is a quaint and low-key two-story house with colorful lights shining through.
Li Jingping arrived at the courtyard in the afternoon. His secretary Sun Wei moved some Shanhai City specialties for the festival into the house and left. Sun Wei was from Chengdu and he also had to go home to celebrate the festival at this time, so Li Jingping did not invite him to dinner. Sun Wei also knew about Li Jingping's work problems and the family did not have many days to reunite for the festival, so he did not interfere.
When Sun Wei went out, Jiang Hongshao waved goodbye to him on the balcony on the second floor. Until he left, Sun Wei strolled in the park, feeling good and relaxed.
Li Shi's family is probably the best of the best in the traditional sense, which is really enviable. Sun Wei thought of Li Jingping's development planning battle in Shanhai City, and felt very fascinated. I wonder if Shanhai City will mention their past contributions and leave their names in the future development history of Shanhai City, in the next few years or more than ten years, when Shanhai City looks back.
The sound of dishes colliding could be heard from the kitchen. The lights in the living room were soft. Li Jingping was sitting cross-legged on a soft sofa that provided support. A newspaper and some internal reference materials were spread out on the table.
His work of washing vegetables had been completed, and he could now relax for a while. Through the aisle, he saw the tall and slender figures of his wife and daughter in the kitchen. In an instant, he felt a warm sense of happiness.
Jiang Yueqin brought the dish to the table and glared at Li Jingping, "Can't you lend a hand?"
Li Jingping flipped through the newspaper, raised his head, and said seriously, "I washed the vegetables."
"It was Aunt Li who bought the vegetables. You washed some green vegetables, and Hongshao peeled the radishes. I heard that in Shanhai, Hongshao became your nanny. You, as the mayor, have a very leisurely job..." Jiang Yueqin has a pleasant voice. Although she is now middle-aged, she is still a beauty. Like mother, like daughter. In fact, from the feedback from Li Jingping's people, they all think that the mother is more beautiful than the daughter. Sometimes Li Jingping feels that his wife is too amazing and it makes him feel tired as a husband, but sometimes he is still very satisfied.
At this time, Jiang Yueqin was speaking slowly and clearly, but Li Jingping became nervous.
"This just contrasts with my busy work life," Li Jingping said, "Also, this is because I have the ability and a capable daughter. Besides, Shanhai is not like you in the province. It would be a bit awkward to arrange someone to come home and take care of us. It's nothing like here, with a special family compound, small single-family houses, and a logistics department. I heard that it's called the 'corruption building', which is not good if it gets out... When Du Fu was stranded here during the An-Shi Rebellion, he sang 'The wind howled in August, blowing away the three layers of thatch on my roof', how hard and simple his life was. But now, there are a lot of luxurious villas around it. What do the people think..."
"Don't change the subject," Jiang Yueqin said calmly, "Du Fu also sang 'I wish I had thousands of mansions, so that all the poor people in the world could be happy'. What's wrong with my house? I chose the smallest one. With my level, it's more than 200 square meters? I can't interfere with other people's affairs. The problem of atmosphere cannot be solved overnight. Just be clear in your conscience. You are ambitious in the mountains and seas, but you don't care about your daughter's life or death. Of course, I can only take care of her under my nose. The old dormitory of the Provincial Party Committee compound is far away from Chengdu No. 10 Middle School. It's not like here, which is only a few blocks away. It's more convenient for the children to study."
Li Jingping was speechless for a moment.
Jiang Hongshao, who was wearing slippers, brought the dishes to the table and opened a bottle of wine. "Du Fu once sang 'Drinking like a whale sucking in hundreds of rivers, holding a cup of wine and claiming to be a saint avoiding the wise'. Today is a holiday, so let's not talk about work or quarrels and just have a good meal, okay?"
"Eat, eat!" Li Jingping folded the newspapers and put them on the table. He was stunned for a moment when facing one of the pages, then stood up indifferently. At this time, he saw Jiang Yueqin turned around and gave him the last meaningful look.
Li Jingping was born in a poor family. Although his career was smooth, it was more or less due to the protection of the Jiang family. In addition, he had a strong wife. For Li Jingping himself, how could he not have some pressure and burden
This kind of pressure is silent and invisible, but it always accumulates in life. Later, due to work reasons, the two sides spent less time together and more time apart, and there were more quarrels and cold wars on the phone.
Fortunately, they have a daughter together, who sometimes serves as a bond between them.
There is no need to mention Jiang Hongshao's excellence, and both of them are proud of her. This is probably a common sense of honor for both parties.
With Jiang Hongshao's arrangement, this meal really had a long-lost atmosphere of life. The identities of the two and their daily lives made both of them somewhat out of touch with their daily lives. Only in front of their daughter did this family vaguely look like a home.
Li Jingping drank half a bottle of good wine during the meal, and Jiang Hongshao helped to clean up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. Jiang Yueqin came out and sat on the single sofa next to Li Jingping.
She crossed her legs and straightened her back. This natural temperament made Li Jingping vaguely return to the time when he saw her as a fairy in his youth.
Jiang Yueqin remained calm and asked, "Did you see it?"
Li Jingping looked at the stack of newspapers on the table and nodded, "She wants us to read it. With your girl's mind, how can you not see it?"
Jiang Yueqin looked at her nose and her heart, "The boy who won first place in the provincial campus cultural wall selection in the newspaper is that boy? His name is Cheng Ran?"
Li Jingping glanced towards the kitchen, where he heard the sound of running water and Jiang Hongshao humming softly. He said, "Yeah..."
"What kind of person is he?"
"He is from our Shanhai Fulong Company, and his name is Cheng Feiyang's son. His father is in the communications business. He used to be an employee of Huatong Company's branch in Shanhai, and was a technician. This year, the company was restructured and became an independent legal person. Xie Houming may be involved."
"Huatong Company is a big company in the province, but it seems to be in a situation where it can't protect itself and has to reduce departments to survive. An old fox like Xie Houming would actually support a branch that has been reduced by the head office. Does he think he is feeling grateful and repaying the favor by doing this?" Jiang Yueqin said.
"It should be like this... But all the procedures were followed, and after the restructuring of Fulong Company, it fought a good battle. The post and telecommunications business was taken over, and there are no technical problems. The old communication lines in Shanhai City should also be replaced. The communication problems that people criticize in the future may be solved."
Jiang Yueqin asked, "How could a middle school student save Xie Houming like that?"
Li Jingping said, "Our Jiang Hongshao also participated. Isn't she also a middle school student... It's hard to evaluate this student. Sun Wei gave me a rumor that it was his son's idea that Cheng Feiyang chose the Post and Telecommunications Office to attack Fulong Company. This student is a bit interesting. You also saw the newspaper. Hongshao and his classmates were only second in the tenth middle school. No matter how I look at the photo of the wall, I don't think it's just the work of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old student. A person's work is often a display of his inner world. It is so meticulous, pays attention to details, has a big picture, and is creative. I have never seen it before. It is very likely that it is a copy of someone else's mature work. However, Hongshao revealed at the time that she and he had made suggestions on the cultural wall. In this way, let's rule out this possibility. Then Cheng Ran's character is indeed beyond his peers... On the other hand, if it happens, it seems reasonable that he can solve the case."
Jiang Yueqin smiled teasingly, "It's really hard for you, a mayor, to know so much about a middle school student."
"How can it be possible if we don't know the key person in the June 2nd case?"
At this time, Jiang Hongshao finished washing the dishes, wiped her hands and walked out, and the two stopped talking.
Jiang Hongshao looked at the two of them and smiled slightly, "I'm going upstairs!"
Wait until she goes upstairs.
Jiang Yueqin thought for a moment and said to Li Jingping, "I admit that he has some talent, but he is too mature for his age. Hong Shao deliberately let both of us see him. Is this a demonstration..."
Jiang Yueqin laughed, a dazzling smile with a hint of arrogance.
She shook her head. "No one knows a daughter better than her mother. This girl is still upset about leaving Shanhai... So, she always has this kind of temper. It doesn't matter. This makes me think that letting her come to Rongcheng is a good thing..."
"It's a good thing to have someone who can serve as a reference and sharpen each other. We don't need to be too nervous," Jiang Yueqin said with a smile, "Nowadays, there are many such people in Chengdu No. 10 Middle School who are as outstanding as our daughter. Growing up with such people, the vision will be higher and the ideals will be greater. In the end, she looked back and felt that the peaks that she could reach in parallel in the past were just small peaks below the clouds."
Li Jingping nodded.
Jiang Yueqin smiled charmingly, "It's really rare. This is the first time in a year that we have reached a consensus on something."
In the room on the second floor, Jiang Hongshao was sitting at the desk. She did not listen to any conversation going on in the corridor, as it would be meaningless.
On the desk in front of her, on the spread-out paper, was a passage she had just written.
After writing this, she put down her pen, walked to the garden balcony, faced the night breeze, and the green land and lakes reflected her colorful eyes.
On the green corridor trail in the distance, there were people strolling in the park at night. They turned their heads inadvertently and saw her lonely figure. Even after they walked a long way away, the group of people still couldn't help but secretly look back at that figure.
And the words written on the desk behind her were:
The relationship is deep or shallow, the road is long or short...
Just see it.
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