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Chapter 0822 Look at the house in my hometown(1/2)

After a while, when Yang Xiaochuan left his grandfather's grave and led An Ranran and An Dong down the mountain, suddenly, his cell phone rang...

Suddenly, he heard the phone ringing, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then took out his phone and answered the phone.

Listening to him answering the phone, Secretary Zeng, the provincial party committee member on the other end of the phone, smiled: "Do you know who I am?"

Suddenly hearing this familiar voice, Yang Xiaochuan couldn't help but be stunned, and then he said happily: "Hello, Secretary Zeng! By the way, Secretary Zeng, Happy New Year! I wish you... to rise step by step in the new year and leap into the central government!"

Secretary Zeng on the other end of the phone said, "Okay, let's not talk about these things for now. This year... I'm going to pass every year, and I'm sending blessings every year, and there's nothing new. Let's... let's talk about some serious business."

Hearing Secretary Zeng say this, Yang Xiaochuan couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately understood what Secretary Zeng wanted to talk about...

So, he didn't know what to say for a while?

Secretary Zeng on the other end of the phone heard him not saying anything, and he said, "What? Is there nothing to say to me?"

There was no way, Yang Xiaochuan had to respond: "No, no! It's just that I'm thinking... Secretary Zeng, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Secretary Zeng said, "You just didn't expect me to call you again, right?"

Yang Xiaochuan also smiled nicely and didn't explain.

Immediately, Secretary Zeng asked, "Tell me, where are you now? Are you in Yangxi County? Or in Qingyang City?"

"I'm in Yangxi County now."

So, Secretary Zeng asked, "When will you come to Qingyang City?"

There was no way, so Yang Xiaochuan had to reply truthfully: "I'll go to Qingyang City in the afternoon."

"Then that's it...night... let's meet at Qingyang Hotel. I'll treat you!"

Suddenly, when he heard Secretary Zeng say this, there was no way, Yang Xiaochuan had to smile embarrassedly: "How can you be embarrassed?"

"All old comrades, what's so sorry about this? Really!"

“…”

Afterwards, when he hung up the phone, Yang Xiaochuan frowned, thinking, this thing... Secretary Zeng of the Provincial Party Committee himself...

As he thought about it, he was wondering how to politely reject Secretary Zeng?

Because Secretary Zeng’s purpose is very obvious, that is, he wanted him, Yang Xiaochuan, to return to his career.

Obviously, Yang Xiaochuan will not return to his career.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to turn back, but now he has no interest in the career path.

Especially after spending half a year in Guangzhu City, he became accustomed to that kind of free life.

It’s not that I’m not free in my career.

How to say... If you are in the officialdom, you are basically either busy with work or the next step of promotion.

Even if you have a rest, you have to have various dinner parties and run your own circle of relationships in the officialdom.

So... when Yang Xiaochuan was in the career, he always felt very tired, because of this.

Now, he finally got out of that circle, and obviously, he would not return to that circle again.

...

Afterwards, after getting off the mountain and returning to the car, An Ranran, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yang Xiaochuan who was driving the car. Then, she couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is this your hometown?"

Suddenly hearing her ask this, Yang Xiaochuan turned his head and glanced at her and replied, "Yes. This is my hometown."

"But why didn't I see any house?"

"Because this is the entrance of the village. You have to enter the village to see the house."

Unable to help, our An Ranran and An Dong said, "Then can you take me to see the house in your hometown? I want to know where you used to live."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaochuan was stunned: "What do you want to see it? Besides, my house... is about to collapse. I can't live in it now."

But our An Dong said, "You just take me to see you. I'm just curious. Anyway, I've arrived at the entrance of your village, right?"

After hearing what An Dong said, Yang Xiaochuan was helpless. He frowned and thought for a while, and then said, "Okay!"

“…”

Then, when he drove into the village, the villagers saw a car coming into the village, and couldn't help but shout a child...

"Look, a car is in-"

"Uh? That car is so grand-"

"That car is much more impressive than your uncle's car! Humph!"

“…”

I heard a child yelling about a car, and the adults began to gradually come out to watch...

Everyone looked at the car and drove towards the Yang family, and they couldn't help but talk...

"Even if Yang Xiaochuan is back?"

"It should be Yang Xiaochuan?"

"I really didn't expect that kid is doing so well now!"

"Yes! I guess... he doesn't even know that our town committee has built a road for his house, right?"

“…”

Amid the villagers' discussions, Yang Xiaochuan was about to drive to his hometown...

When he suddenly saw a fork in the road in the village, the fork actually led directly to the door of the house in his hometown, he was shocked!

Because he was thinking, who is so good? He actually built a road in front of my house?

To be honest, he really doesn't know when this road was available?

Because he hasn't been here in several years.

However, he was thinking, should this be done while working?

That is to say, it should be someone who practiced it when he was in the officialdom?

Maybe you want to flatter him?

What a pity is that he has gone into the sea now.

Let’s not talk about this for now, the road has been repaired for him anyway.

He drove straight to the old house in his hometown...

At this time, An Ranran, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the end of the road with a dirt house, and she couldn't help asking: "That's the house in your hometown, right?"

"Yes." Yang Xiaochuan nodded.

An Ranran couldn't help but say, "It's really unimaginable... You were born here! It's really unimaginable that you grew up here when you were a child!"

That's true!

Because as for Yang Xiaochuan today, it is really hard to imagine that he was born here.

Especially when I looked at the dirt house, it was now tilted.

At this time, Yang Xiaochuan said with joy: "I used to be a small village doctor in our village."

An Ranran was stunned: "What?!! Have you been a village doctor?!!"

"Yes. My grandfather is a doctor. The medical skills I learned from my grandfather."

"Then do you really know about the disease?"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaochuan turned his head and looked at Dong An, and said, "If I guessed correctly, you and your husband should not have children yet?"

Suddenly, An Ranran was shocked: "How do you know?!!"

Yang Xiaochuan smiled: "Because your fallopian tube is blocked."

"Ah?!!" An Ranran was stunned again, "So... it's like this?! No wonder... I just said... why haven't I been pregnant?!! At first I thought... it was my husband's problem..."

As she said that, she couldn't help but stare at Yang Xiaochuan again and said in surprise: "How did you know?!!"

Yang Xiaochuan smiled and said, "Didn't I just say it? Did I used to be a small village doctor? If I can't treat the disease, how could I survive?"

"No... the problem is... your medical skills are too amazing, right?!"

Yang Xiaochuan smiled again and said, "It's nothing. What I am proficient in traditional Chinese medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, hearing, observing, stealing, and listening. You should have heard that appearance is born from the heart, and the same is true for pathology."

"You can tell fortunes?!!"

"Hey..." Yang Xiaochuan smiled again, and then replied, "You know a little bit. Forget it, let's not say it anymore, so you won't think I'm a charlatan."

An Ranran hurriedly said, "No...if... your medical skills are really good, you can open a clinic in Guangzhu City!"

Yang Xiaochuan smiled and said, "I no longer want to make a living by relying on medical skills."

"Why?"

Yang Xiaochuan replied: "Because I am not a good doctor, I can only be regarded as the secretary of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection who knows medical skills. Oh, no, I have already gone into the business now, it should be said... I am just a salesperson who knows medical skills."

After hearing what he said, An Ranran looked at him with some deep meaning...
To be continued...
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