nonhuman affairs administration

The patient was lying in bed with a clear conscience. Jiang Ke got out of bed, brushed his teeth casually without washing his face, ate two bites of bread with some instant drink, and then lay back down.

It was past eleven o'clock in the morning and Jiang's father's car was parked in the yard.

The old house is connected to the village by only a small path, a bicycle lane. At the end of the path, there is only one family, Jiang Ke's, living there. There is a mountain behind the old house, and there are no neighbors.

Mother Jiang first expressed her condolences to Jiang Ke, then commended him for coming home to clean the house, and at the end she placed high hopes on him, hoping that he would continue to work hard and achieve greater success.

Mr. Jiang is a henpecked man and nodded repeatedly to show his agreement.

Jiang Ke's ears were callused from listening so much that he simply covered his head and went to sleep.

After Jiang's father and mother came back, Jiang Ke felt much more relaxed. Since he was a patient, the two leaders asked him to take good care of himself.

In the past, both of them were the top leaders of their respective units. The New Year and other holidays were a tough time for them as they had to stay on duty all night in the compound, and the family did not have much time to have reunion dinners.

Now that I am about to retire, I have divided up the power in my hands.

After retreating to the second line, the burden they carried was not so heavy.

When you are young, you have to work hard and are often away from home. When you are old, you will think about taking care of your family.

But some things once missed are always missed.

Whether the fate is strong or weak is sometimes determined by fate.

Jiang Kai came back on New Year's Eve. When his Wuling Hongguang parked in the courtyard, the New Year's Eve dinner had just been served.

Jiang Ke made tea, and the two leaders took care of it themselves, busy in the three-inch kitchen. Dad Jiang was in charge of the cooking, and Mom Jiang handed the bowls, and asked Jiang Ke to come out to drink tea with his uncle and second uncle.

Jiang Ke's family hadn't been home for the New Year for a long time, so they invited their eldest uncle and second uncle's families to have the New Year's Eve dinner together, which was quite an honor.

The huge main room was packed with people.

When Jiang Kai walked in, Jiang Ke's smile froze. His cousin was squatting at the door smoking and just happened to see Jiang Kai getting out of the car.

He stamped out the cigarette butt, put his arm around her shoulder affectionately, and called into the house, "Brother Kai is back."

Then a large group of people gathered around and asked about his well-being.

"Is Kai brother back?"

"Oh my, I'm finally back. You must be exhausted."

"Is there a traffic jam? Ke'er, quickly pour a glass of water for your brother. Look at him, he has lost a lot of weight."

This is an incredible ceremony, even greater than the official position.

Brother Kai has a good temper, a friendly smile, humorous words and is considerate. He takes care of his elders, peers and juniors, and answers every question without pretending to be so.

Jiang Ke couldn't stand his dead look, but was powerless to complain, so she could only roll her eyes to show respect.

When Jiang Kai sat down opposite Jiang Ke, the moon surrounded by stars seemed to see the dim firefly under the moonlight.

Jiang Kai: "Oh, you look pretty bad, did the two leaders abuse you?"

Jiang Kai had nothing nice to say, so Jiang Ke naturally wouldn't give him a good look.

Jiang Ke poured his brother a full cup of boiling hot tea with a stern face and put the cup directly in front of Jiang Kai, which was a clear hint.

Jiang Kai smiled with a fake smile, as if joking but also serious: "You little loser has a good temper."

Jiang Ke: "None of your business."

Jiang Kai raised his eyebrows, slowly took out a dozen thick red envelopes from his pocket, stood up and started distributing them one by one.

Some were serving dishes, some were greeting the new year, some were receiving red envelopes with both hands, and everyone was laughing and having fun. The scene was chaotic and joyful.

No one came in to serve the dishes, and the cook who was serving the dishes stood up angrily, came out and captured the leader of the chaos with her bare hands, and only then did the situation calm down. Otherwise, they would not have been able to have a peaceful New Year's Eve dinner.