Chapter 685: Drinking and Talking 2

Wang Zhengguo opened his mouth even wider. He was familiar with the name Wang Xinsheng!

A founding father, he holds a high position of power and is the greatest pride of Huaihai City. Who wouldn't give a thumbs up when mentioning him?

He thought that Cheng Baoguo was already very powerful as he was promoted to mayor, but he didn't expect that the one in front of him was even more powerful. He was worthy of being the leader of the Three Heroes of Peach Garden. No wonder Father Lu had been living so calmly, and no wonder Feng Qingxue and Xi Bao had the opportunity to show up in front of the leaders. It turned out that Father Lu's two sworn brothers were no ordinary people. They were not ungrateful and naturally promoted Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue with all their heart.

How come you changed your name to pursue your career? He couldn't recognize it.

Xibao suddenly said, "Grandpa, big man!" He pointed to his mouth.

Wang Zhengguo suddenly closed his mouth, at a loss for what to do 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 big brother was arrogant, he wouldn't come here. When Tiedan came to my house before, I also thought about telling you about this, so that you wouldn't be nervous because of Tiedan's different look at you, but I didn't know where to start. Now that we meet, I won't hide it from you."

Thinking of his sister he slid off the chair and rushed into the east bedroom.

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Amid Wang Fengqiao's laughter, Feng Qingxue hurriedly pulled her son back and hugged him to sit on the chair together, "Xibao, mommy is telling you that your sister is still young and can't eat steamed buns. Can you eat it by yourself?"

"Sister!" Xibao put the big steamed bun on Fubao's swaddling clothes, wanting to give it to her.

"Yes, Zhengguo, let's have a good drink tonight and catch up on the past. We haven't seen each other for more than thirty years."

Fubao was awake and let out a cry.

"Xibao, come on, let's clink glasses together!" Wang Xinsheng raised his glass.

Although Wang Fengqiao didn't know the secret that Wang Xinsheng and Lu's father were sworn brothers, and the brothers didn't intend to let anyone else know about this, but Wang Zhengguo had given the order, so she stewed soup for Feng Qingxue and then prepared a table of side dishes. The three of them sat opposite each other and had a drink. They didn't talk about the past, but only about the current cultural landscape of their hometown, or teased little Xibao.

"Time flies so fast, most of my life has passed." Wang Zhengguo sighed.

As if she had become an adult just by clinking the wine glasses, Xi Bao happily sat on the chair, swinging her chubby legs, gnawing on the big white and soft steamed bun in her hand. After taking two bites, she looked at the bun and said, "Sister!"

Father Lu and Wang Zhengguo had no choice but to raise their wine glasses, and the four glasses clinked together, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

"good!"

Xi Bao's eyes lit up, and under the smiling gaze of Lu's father and Wang Zhengguo, she hurriedly picked up the wine glass filled with boiled water in front of her, and said, "Brothers... let's have a toast, brothers! Grandpa, Grandpa!" She also called Lu's father and Wang Zhengguo, looking very anxious.

Feng Qingxue fed him a mouthful of chicken soup. Because there was no salt in the soup, Xi Bao drank a mouthful and shook his head repeatedly, "No, no!"

After saying that, he ran out again with the big steamed bun in his arms.

Xibao ran around, and his chubby figure added some fun to the room.

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Wang Xinsheng took a sip of wine and said seriously, "Zhengguo, although you and Wanglou Brigade have both registered with the old leaders, it is not easy to keep up the good work. You have to work harder! You must work harder. If there is a slight mistake and the living standards decline, the local government will not be able to use Wanglou Brigade to ask for credit, and will inevitably blame you."

(End of this chapter)