I asked you to modify it, what the hell is this fighter jet's engine?

"Little brother, you...are you the deputy section chief?"

During the month that Gao Xiaoshan worked at the cotton mill, she became very familiar with the cadres' salaries under the guidance of Wang Mincai's wife.

"Ok!"

"Second girl, what kind of official position is a deputy section chief?" Gao Jizu asked curiously.

"Dad, if the deputy section chief were in our township, he would be the deputy township head," Gao Xiaoshan explained.

"Bang~" the pipe fell to the ground and Gao Jizu's brain froze.

"Smoke is coming out of our ancestors' graves. Our family has an official." Liu Cuilan cried with joy. Come to think of it, her ancestors had been working in the fields for generations, and suddenly an official appeared in the family. How could she not be excited?

"Boss! Ask your mother to give you some money and go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some wine so that our family can celebrate today." Gao Jizu's voice was trembling with excitement. He was thinking about taking some time to go back to the village and secretly go to the ancestral grave to worship his ancestors.

Liu Cuilan counted out fifty cents and a wine ticket and handed them to her eldest son, then counted out five yuan, thought that the second son was a cadre after all, and counted out another five yuan and handed it to Gao Xiaoguang as pocket money.

As the family celebrated excitedly, they had no idea that a crisis was about to strike...

When Liu Cuilan learned that there would be guests coming to her house at noon, and at Gao Xiaoguang's strong suggestion, she used lard to braise pork ribs, stewed a pot of radish and pork ribs soup, and braised fish, and served cold green beans and fried peanuts.

The fragrance filled the entire backyard. At the Jia family's textile factory, two little kids were clamoring for meat, and in return they got a meal of fried meat with a broom.

Three generations of the Jia family occupied two side rooms and two back rooms in the backyard. Their house was the most spacious in the entire backyard.

As for the remaining two families, they are all single young people who have not married.

As for Jiang Shifeng's family, because of Jiang Shifeng's identity as a spy, Aunt Wang and her daughter usually hide in the room and do not go out. The street official also hinted that their family should move out of Yuer Hutong.

In fact, the street was also criticized because of Jiang Shifeng's identity as a spy.

"Brother Zhengyang, if you come, why do you bring gifts?"

Gao Xiaoguang welcomed Xu Zhengyang into the house and saw that Xu Zhengyang was holding a bottle of Erguotou and a bag of pastries.

Xu Zhengyang, who was not good at speaking, greeted everyone and put the gifts on the table.

"Comrade Xu, please come and sit down." Liu Cuilan invited Xu Zhengyang to sit at the top next to Gao Jizu.

At this time, Gao Xiaoshan placed the last soup on the table. When she and Liu Cuilan were about to leave, Gao Xiaoguang said, "There are no outsiders today. Mother and sister, please come to the table as well."

Seeing that Gao Jizu agreed, Liu Cuilan and Gao Xiaoshan took two sets of bowls and chopsticks and sat down.

The sumptuous lunch whetted everyone's appetite. Since Xu Zhengyang said he didn't drink during work hours, Gao Jizu and Gao Xiaobin didn't drink to their heart's content either.

at the same time.

Inside Haibei Park.

Li Deli sat on a stone bench with a prose novel in his hand, talking in a low voice with an old man who was fishing next to him.

"Vulture, as you instructed, I have invited Gao Xiaoguang to Quanjude tonight."

"Well done. Now that this mission is over, I'll arrange for you to go to Hong Kong Island."

The vulture wearing a straw hat handed over the medicine bag and said, "Just watch him drink the medicine, and we will take care of the rest."

"This...is this poison?"

"Knockout drug!"

Hearing this, Li Deli put the medicine bag into his pocket, closed the book, stood up and walked away slowly. Then, a man carrying a stool came out of the woods and sat next to the old man.

"This man cannot be kept." Viper whispered.

"rest assured!"

The vulture didn't even raise his head, concentrating on the fishing rod in his hand.

"This is the latest instruction from the special envoy." Viper threw the matchbox at his feet.

The vulture opened the match, took out the small note, read it, and swallowed it. At the same time, the fishing rod sank and he stood up to reel in the fish.

Soon, a black fish weighing about three pounds was caught.

"Old comrade, do you want to adjust your fish?" A man with a 3:7 hairstyle came forward to talk.

"I'm going to take this fish back to help my daughter-in-law produce milk."

The vulture put away his fishing rod and left with the fish basket. The viper standing next to him, with his fishing rod and a straw hat on, seemed to be fishing, but he was actually perfecting his action plan in his mind.