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After seeing off Zhou Chengde and the other two, Chen Yangmei called Fan Lizhi to prepare a car and wait for him downstairs. He simply packed up his things and hurriedly went downstairs. Getting on the car, Chen Yangmei ordered Fan Lizhi in front: "Go to your house first, there are some things in the town that require your sister's help."

Fan Lizhi rolled his eyes, looked in the rearview mirror and raised his eyebrows. He suppressed his doubts, nodded, stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and the car slowly drove out of the town government compound.

Not long after, the car had already entered Fanzhuang Village. In recent years, it was the time when the children were happiest. Many children in the village were gathering at the entrance of the village to laugh and play. The rare car immediately alarmed the children. They were yelling and shouting, following the car back and forth, jumping, cheering, and excited. The Chen Yangmei, who was sitting in the car, was also laughing for the simple and pure happiness of the children. He couldn't help but sigh that the children in later generations may be much better than those in today's children, but when it comes to happiness and happiness, carefreeness is far from the current children, which may not be a good thing for the children.

Because many children were jumping around the car, Fan Lizhi had no choice but to slow down slightly. The car passed by the village committee of Fanzhuang Village. Fan Dali, who was thinking hard in the office and scraping the work plan for the next year, was arranged for him by Chen Yang's eyebrows. He was interrupted by the laughter of the children outside. He threw the pen in his hand onto the table. However, it seemed that the sound of a car motor came faintly. He held his breath and spurted his ears and listened carefully. That's right! It was the sound of a car motor. He suddenly moved his heart, and immediately put down the pen in his hand, and ran from the office to the gate of the village committee. He saw the familiar car disappearing at the corner, and the smell of gasoline in the air had not yet disappeared. He didn't bother to go back to the office to put on a piece of clothing. Fan Dali was busy and rushed towards the direction of the car like the children in the village.

The car had just stopped at the door of Fan Lizhi's house. Chen Yangmei had already opened the car door and jumped out of the car. Looking up, there was an ordinary farmhouse courtyard in front of him, with a row of bright tiled houses facing south and north. Compared with the dilapidated adobe houses around him, it looked very grand. The two adobe houses on the east should be kitchens, and the chimneys on the roof were emitting wisps of smoke. The other three sides of the yard were still low walls surrounded by mounds of soil. A pair of slightly dilapidated wooden doors had just been painted with a layer of shiny black paint.

Fan Lizhi walked a few steps to the door and was about to push open the wooden door, but he didn't expect that the wooden door would creak and be pulled away from the inside. It should have been heard by the sound of a car motor outside. Fan Lizhi's mother leaned out from behind the door with a pile of fires in an apron. She was just seeing Fan Lizhi standing at the door and said in surprise: "Dazhi, why did you come back so early today? Is there something wrong..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes subconsciously looked behind Fan Lizhi, and he saw Chen Yang's eyebrows standing at the door, as if he didn't believe his eyes. Fan Qirong's mother subconsciously stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, but she didn't prevent the fire in her hand from falling all over the floor.

Chen Yangmei hurriedly met him, bent down and picked up the fire on the ground, and smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Fan, I haven't seen you for a while, are you in good health?"

Fan Lizhi's mother was still confused and could not believe her eyes. She finally came to her senses until she heard Chen Yangmei's greetings. She responded quickly: "Okay...all good, Director Chen, Secretary Chen, how can you do such a thing? Let go, let go..." While making gestures, she was about to snatch the fire that Chen Yangmei picked up in her hand.

Fan Lizhi quickly gathered the fire on the ground into a pile and hugged them all in his arms.

Chen Yangmei smiled and handed the fire in his hand to Fan Lizhi's hand. Then he patted his hands gently and said, "There is nothing, I'm not a spoiled city kid. I have been cooking and doing farm work at home since I was a child. It's not like you think that you can't bear the shoulders and hold your hands."

Fan Lizhi's mother didn't know what to say, so she could only rub her hands nervously and crampedly, nodding and saying, "Yes, yes, yes..."

Fan Lizhi said in a muffled voice: "Mom, please come in quickly, why are you standing at the door?"

Fan Lizhi woke up the dreamer with one word. Fan Lizhi's mother said in a panic: "Yes, Secretary Chen, hurry up, come in, hurry up, come in, go into the house, it's so cold outside..."

As he was speaking, he heard Fan Qirong's crisp voice coming from the yard, "Mom, have you brought the fire back? The fire in the stove is about to be extinguished!"

Fan Lizhi's mother led Chen Yangmei to walk into the yard, and responded excitedly: "Girl, hurry up, Secretary Chen is here, pour water quickly!"

Then, Chen Yangmei heard a sound of "strength clanging" and moving things from the kitchen in the east room. Chen Yangmei's eyes swept over and saw Fan Qirong step out of the kitchen. She was wearing a coarse red cotton jacket, her hair was pinned behind her head with a wooden hairpin. Her plain face was even more crystal clear as jade, but her cheeks and forehead were stained with a faint ashes. Fan Qirong couldn't believe her eyes at first, but when Chen Yangmei smiled and nodded slightly. Fan Qirong suddenly shouted "Oh" and her face turned red. She quickly retreated back to the kitchen and slammed the wooden door of the kitchen tightly.

"This child, this child, I don't know how to say hello to you... Secretary Chen, don't be surprised!" Fan Qirong's mother complained.

Chen Yangmei smiled bitterly and shook his head. He naturally knew Fan Qirong's little thoughts and said with a smile: "It's okay."

Fan Dali also heard his wife's voice, pushed open the door of the main hall and walked out. When he saw clearly, the person who came was really raising his eyebrows. He threw the cigarette butt between his fingers aside in a panic, "Secretary Chen, why are you here in person? Isn't it..." He was obviously a little panic-speaking.

Chen Yangmei smiled and took a few steps, grabbed Fan Dashan's hand, and said, "What, Brother Fan, don't you welcome me?"

"How could it be, why? Sitting in the fast house, sitting in the fast house! Dazhi, go and pour water quickly, go and pour water quickly."

Just as the two of them were about to step into the house, they heard a panting voice coming from behind, "Secretary Chen, Secretary Chen, it's really... you, really... it's really you!"

The few people looked back together and saw that Fan Dali was sweating profusely, unable to breathe, and walked in through the gate with a little staggering.

Sitting in the living room, Chen Yang's eyebrows raised his head and looked at it. It should be that the New Year is over, and the house is cleaned up. On the front wall is a portrait of Taizu when he was young. Under the portrait is a Eight Immortals table, two plates of fruits are placed on both sides of the Eight Immortals table, two thick Taishi chairs are placed on both sides of the Eight Immortals table. A wooden coffee table is placed on both sides of the living room, with Lianbang bamboo chairs on both sides. The bamboo chairs are covered with thick cotton pads sewn by their own home, so it is warm and comfortable to sit on.

Chen Yangmei and Fan Dali sat side by side on the bamboo chair. Fan Dashan took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Chen Yangmei. He said embarrassedly: "Secretary Chen, you smoke."

Chen Yangmei looked down and saw that it was the kind of cigarette without a filter. Chen Yangmei smiled and took it, put it on the match in Fan Dali's hand, and took it lightly. A bitter smell made him choke his mouth and nose. Chen Yangmei took a deep breath before he could barely hold back and coughed out. How long has it been since he smoked this kind of cigarette? In order to avoid embarrassing Fan Dashan, Chen Yangmei could only suck in a small mouth and vomit out.
Chapter completed!