Black, thick, shiny, and five inches long. This hair is really extraordinary. Under the nourishment of Xue Laosan's powerful essence and blood, it is the strongest and most energetic hair in the world. The hair is five inches long.

, if you hold one end, it will inevitably hang down, but Xue Laosan's hair can almost be held without being tangled, it is only slightly bent, and it is extremely tough.

Staring at this hair, Xue Laosan understood everything in an instant.

There was a loud bang, and just when Xue Laosan was in a daze, the door was opened violently. In an instant, a team of four people, heavily armed police officers, rushed in and lined up neatly not far from the desk.

They formed two teams, and before they could reach them, they saw Hong Cha and another short-haired middle-aged man striding in.

"Xue Xiang, interrogate!"

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"Quack, quack..."

Accompanied by a long and melancholy chicken-like call, the old chief held an old green chaff scoop made of autumn gourds. While calling the big chickens and chicks scattered around, he grabbed a handful from the chaff scoop.

Sprinkle the shelled corns little by little into a round shape.

As the sun went down, the most powerful old man in the Republic, dressed in thick old cotton clothes and trousers, and wearing earth-colored thousand-layer cotton shoes from when he fought with Japanese cats in the north of Shanxi Province, was like an ordinary old farmer, feeding his own chickens.

Chicken flock.

After the gourdful of corn was scattered, more than twenty big chickens and chicks all came over. There were vigorous young men who held their necks high, croaked a few times, dominated one area, and started pecking at them;

Follow the old hen and play while pecking.

A scoop of corn was only about half a catty, and more than twenty chickens pecked it all in about ten minutes.

Logically speaking, a scoop of corn and more than 20 chickens sharing the food would not be enough to eat, but these chickens are free-range. They were let out early in the morning. Meiyuan, a farmland covering dozens of acres,

How can we not feed these twenty-odd chickens enough?

Just looking at the chicks eating and playing at the same time, you can tell that they are full.

After the feeding was over, the old chief bent down to open the chicken coop and called in a low voice several times. The chickens, which had been raised for a long time, entered the red brick building one after another under the leadership of the young man with the big red comb.

A built chicken coop.

After closing the chicken coop, the old chief clapped his hands, greeted his wife who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, and then walked towards the outside.

The plum garden in early spring is not like the plants in Songzhuzhai where all the plants gather at all times. It really looks like a small village. Except for the pines and cypress trees on one side of the bamboo forest beside the stream, everything is completely white.

It snowed the day before yesterday. Although we had two consecutive days of good weather, the sun was not strong at all, and the snow on the ground was a bit thin, but it had not melted away.

Stepping on the snow covered with pine needles, the old leader walked eastward. He wanted to see the wheat fields.

Speaking of which, at the beginning of the year, the old chief could have two or three days of leisure after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. But after today, the relaxing days are completely over, and he will have to move back to Da Nei tomorrow.

At this moment, the old leader is like an old farmer who is about to travel far. Before leaving, he always has to come and see his land.

In the distance, the wheat fields lie quietly, and the white snow has already thinned. The two places near the wind outlet have already revealed large chunks of pleasant blue. The thin sunset shines there, and the green and red complement each other.

Out of dazzling colors.

Seeing the lively and lovely place, the old chief ignored the cool evening breeze and strolled towards the place. When he got close, he even stuffed his woolen scarf into the collar of his coat and leaned over the bluestone slab on the gurgling stream.

, arrived directly at the edge of the field.

He stretched out his hand to touch the green and soft seedlings, and gently sniffed the fragrance of soil and water vapor. The old leader straightened up and walked north along the field ridge, apparently intending to circle the field.

Who would have thought that before walking ten meters, he heard shouting coming from the north. Because the road was far away and the wind blew away the sound, he couldn't hear clearly what he was shouting. The old chief followed the sound and saw a strong horse.

A little red horse, dragging a cart, came from afar.

This was the toy that his granddaughter Xiao Nannier used to play with. He thought it was a little baby coming and hurried to greet him. But when he stepped over the bluestone slab, he finally saw the figures on the cart clearly.

It was Comrade Nanfang, who was sitting on a cart with half of his buttocks propped up. He came close in the blink of an eye, but saw him controlling the reins skillfully. With a slight sigh, the little red horse stood still, and then jumped.

Get down and walk towards the old chief.

Seeing that the old chief had a bad look on his face, Comrade Nanfang hurriedly said: "I have something urgent here, that's why I use this thing!"

He bought this little carriage when he was coaxing Nanny to play, and there were no vehicles in the Plum Garden. He was out meeting friends today, and suddenly heard the shocking news, so he hurried back and arrived at the garden.

But it was a car. Since his legs and feet were inconvenient, he chose this small carriage instead, and the speed was not slow.

After receiving the explanation, the old chief's expression softened, "What's going on? I'm so flustered!"

"Dad, I just got the news that the third son of the Xue family is finished!"

The Southern gay language is amazing.

The old leader's slightly frowned eyebrows suddenly jumped, and he stared blankly at the southern comrades, but said nothing.

The southern comrade was so stared at that he screamed softly again.

The old leader still didn't speak, but he was no longer silent after all. He suddenly took out the panda bag from his pocket, pulled out the root, and picked it up.

The southern comrade hurriedly took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it for him. The old leader took a deep breath, and a quarter of the smoke column was burned away.

After taking a puff, the old leader actually cut off the burning end, put the remaining smoke into his cotton coat pocket, and then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. Finally, he spoke again, "Tell me, when did it happen? Lange is gone."

!”

"No? What nothing?"

Although the old chief's expression was calm just now, didn't the southern comrade know his father's temper and habits? He was really frightened. He didn't expect that the trouble-making boy really had a place in his father's heart!

But it was only when the old chief finished his words that he realized that his father had misunderstood, and hurriedly said: "Dad, you have misunderstood. I am here to finish what I said. I mean that this boy will not be an official this time. He

He was charged with rape and was arrested. It has already been discussed at the Standing Committee!"

"He was arrested for rape" instead of "He raped women and was arrested and brought to justice", which shows the tendency of southern comrades.

To be more specific, comrades from the South are not particularly fond of Xue Xiang, especially because they feel that Xue Xiang is too high-profile and not like an official!

Of course, this is not mny, more or less, it is also mixed with some tasteful emotions. After all, Xue Laosan's official position has reached this level at his age. Thinking about it, he didn't know it when he was Xue Xiang's age.

What are you doing? Not to mention that at his age, he only holds the title of main hall.

However, the southern comrades did not deny Xue Xiang's talents and contributions. He also deeply agreed with Mr. Ji's comment that he was "handsome in the party." More importantly, because of Xue Anyuan's relationship, he really regarded Xue Xiang as a junior.

Nephew.

He has a bad temper and protects his shortcomings. Today, when I heard about Xue Xiang from my friends, I immediately became anxious and hurried back.

It stands to reason that as long as his southern comrades open their mouths, nothing can be done, and there is no need to look for the old leader.

But Xue Xiang's matter was too special. He also knew that his old father treated this young man very much. It could be said that among the three generations of descendants, this man attracted the most attention.

Therefore, he rushed back in a hurry.

"outrageous!"

The old leader dropped these "three words" and turned around to walk towards the bluestone slab. It looked like he was going to the field ridge again.

Comrade Nanfang was stunned. He didn't know whether this "outrageous" meant that he had misunderstood him because of his unclear words just now; or that Xue Laosan's matter was absurd and outrageous; or that he was taking this kind of fight against Mingzhu.

means to express dissatisfaction...

There were too many semantics, and the southern comrades did not listen to the correct message and felt uneasy, so they changed their steps and added them.

"Dad, I know the situation of the third son of the Xue family. Although that boy is brave and fierce, he is not a bad person. Over the years, I have heard that he beat this and smashed that in Sijiu City, and he never stopped.

I haven’t heard of any girl he bullied, Mingzhu’s side is really outrageous this time!”

Comrade Nanfang stated his opinion, but the old leader did not respond at all, but he did not criticize him. Comrade Nanfang mustered up his courage and continued: "Dad, this matter is not light. Although Brother Anyuan is here, the third son of the Xue family

It won't be a big deal, but if his reputation is dirty, he will be dirty for the rest of his life, and his future will be ruined.

To be honest, the third son of the Xue family is really a talented person. He started working as an official at the age of sixteen or seventeen. In just six or seven years, he has accumulated more achievements than others in a lifetime. He relies on the pig farm in Shantun, hope feed, and greenhouse vegetables;

The big "Weiming Lake" magazine; Longqi Bicycle Park, Xiaoshan New Port, these are all remarkable achievements. What's even more rare is that this person has new ideas and high theoretical literacy..."

In an instant, the southern comrade transformed into a melon farmer, and Xue Xiang was the watermelon he held in his hand, which was the most valuable in the world. At this moment, the southern comrade was facing the watermelon, which was the most valuable in the world, with praises that were the most valuable in the world.

He was speaking in deep concentration when the old leader suddenly stopped and turned around, "Why are you telling me this?"

A direct question to the people's hearts. The southern comrade was stunned. He couldn't say, "I want you to take action and rescue the third son of the Xue family."

Fortunately, the old chief didn't stare at him for an answer. Suddenly, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Nanfang, you will only mature when Lange comes. I'm not a judge in Mingzhu City. Tell me this. Lange

Ge Yong, besides, what you said was seen with your own eyes? Do you understand the actual situation? You also said that you have already been on the Standing Committee. Since you are on the Standing Committee, you are the first level.

The decision of the organization! If you don’t believe in the organization, do you have to believe in your own assumptions? Our organization has disciplines and the country has laws. We will not let a bad person go, and naturally we will not wrongly accuse a good person. Even if a first-level organization makes a mistake,

Don’t you still have supervision from a higher-level organization? I think you should stop running around less, study hard, and read more legal books..."

The southern comrades never expected that he would kindly come to help Xue Laosan carry the Taoist Talisman, but in the end he would steal a political lesson himself.

But class was back to class, but he finally caught the hint of the conversation, which was "there is supervision from higher-level organizations."

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The time now, according to the calendar, is already early spring. For example, in the southeast where the Pearl is located, although the cold is still severe, spring is already visible on the tips of the willow branches.

But our vast land, China, has a radius of 9.6 million kilometers and spans several time zones. The northern border provinces are in the coldest season of the year, with snow falling one after another.
Chapter completed!