Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

The people of Zhaojia Village have always been tough. As the secretary, Zhao Kaitai is strong and muscular, and his style of doing things is decisive.

Most of these bold and forthright men like to cut the Gordian knot when doing things. Especially once they have decided on a thing, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, they will be single-minded and only want to carry it out vigorously.

As soon as the negotiation was successful, Zhao Kaitai was so excited that he didn't even bother to watch the movie.

He was only concerned with instructing the production team leader Zhao Erniu to send people to kill chickens and fish, and then go to the back mountain to pick some mushrooms.

He kept shouting that he wanted Li Weijun to taste the authentic chicken stewed with mushrooms that was so delicious that it would make your tongue pop off, and even took out several jars of ten-year-old girl's red wine from the underground cellar.

Li Weijun did not pretend to refuse Zhao Kaitai's hospitality.

Sometimes, no matter how nice the words are, they are just empty talk. Once you drink a little, you can talk about everything under the sun, and tell some dirty jokes. Amidst the laughter, the worries of both parties can finally be put to rest.

"Gongming, call Captain Ma Xueli. As for Xu Damao, he's showing a movie and can't leave. We should bear the burden and eat more for him."

Li Weijun looked up and saw Xu Damao, who was explaining a movie in the crowd with a dry mouth. He felt that Xu Damao was working hard for the letter of introduction to Zhaojia Village.

It's a pity that the effort was put in the wrong place.

If anyone is to blame, the only thing to blame is Ma Xuewu for not observing martial ethics and coming up with the insidious idea of ​​stuffing newspapers into brown paper.

Isn't this a deliberate deception to our Comrade Xu Damao?

Even with the letter of introduction from Zhaojiacun, the steel rolling mill does not exercise a veto power.

It's just a piece of waste paper, it's of no use.

"Okay, you are the boss. I ate some dried sweet potatoes this morning, and now I am so hungry that I am seeing stars."

The Dog-Headed Military Advisor smiled and called Ma Xueli, who was picking his feet out of boredom, to tell him that the movie Xu Damao was showing today had already been shown by Li Weijun in Cantou Village yesterday.

So when he heard that Zhao Kaitai was going to hold a banquet to entertain him, Ma Xueli was stunned for a moment, and then he just thought that Song Gongming was teasing him.

Until I saw Zhao Kaitai smiling and no longer as arrogant and domineering as he was during the day.

Ma Xueli, who was almost frightened to death by Zhao Kaitai's eyes during the day, was shocked to make this discovery.

Li Weijun is really capable. He can even suppress a village full of bandits like Zhaojia Village.

He secretly made up his mind that after returning to Cantou Village tomorrow, he would convince his eldest brother Ma Xuewu no matter what and hold on to Li Weijun's thigh tightly.

The night was pitch black...

People, one cup after another.

In the Zhaojia Village Guesthouse, fine wine and delicious food were served until the banquet was about to end.

Except for Li Weijun and Zhao Kaitai, the rest of the people were already dizzy and felt light-headed.

Looking at Li Weijun, whose face was not red and who did not breathe heavily, and who seemed to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, Zhao Kaitai sincerely admired him.

"Brother Weijun, wine is the essence of grains. The more you drink, the younger you become. This is especially true for the daughter's red wine brewed in our village. Some people call it Huadiao wine. It is a scarce commodity in the north. According to the customs of our hometown, only when a daughter gets married or when there is a major event will we be willing to take out this wine from the cellar. For so many years, no one in the surrounding area can beat me in drinking. Today, you are the one!"

As he spoke, Zhao Kaitai raised his thumb, totally unaware that the person in front of him was a human-shaped drinking app.

The indestructible kidney can cleanse the body's meridians and marrow. Not to mention the girls' red wine, even if it is a high-concentration distilled liquor, the drunkenness will disappear after a little urination and water.

"Hua Diao wine from my hometown? Secretary Zhao means it's from the local area!"

"It's true, but it's not true either. Our ancestors were miners in Liangzhe. During the reign of Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty, they followed Marshal Qi to guard the northern border. Later, Marshal Qi died, and we outsiders became stepmothers. Some died at the hands of Ye Zhupi, and some died at the hands of our own people. Only the elderly, weak, women and children in the family fled to the vicinity of the capital, and lived in hiding until the Republic of China."

Looking at Zhao Kaitai's sighing expression, Li Weijun also felt heavy-hearted.

Qi Jiguang was the most famous general in the Wanli Dynasty. His Qi Family Army, composed of rough miners, was the strongest army in the world. After eliminating the Japanese pirates along the coast, he was transferred to the northern border to garrison in his later years because of the rampant wild boars in the north.

The Qi family army followed Qi Jiguang to the bitter cold land in the north to protect the country and the people.

Unfortunately, after Qi Jiguang died of illness, the troops he left behind were betrayed by friendly forces. In the battle against the Yezhupi Shunuzhen, they fought alone until their last drop of blood was burned out.

Even when the blade was bent and the armor was torn, he still gnashed his teeth and mouth, refusing to yield...

In this battle, the last Qi family army was wiped out, but no one surrendered in humiliation!

Unexpectedly, I met the descendants of Qi's army in Zhaojia Village. No wonder they are so tough and daring.

After offering a glass of wine, Li Weijun promised to take good care of Zhaojia Village when he went to the countryside to purchase goods in the future, and also to make full use of the land on the back mountain.

He raised a few rabbit nests, built a beehive, and harvested some mushrooms. No matter how much was produced, Li Weijun could harvest it all.

In this day and age, buyers are so confident, especially those who are responsible for purchasing for the cadres’ canteen.

Those picky officials at the steel mill are not afraid of you doing something unique, they are just afraid that you can't do it...

Zhao Kaitai was naturally very grateful, as the thing he lacked the least was courage.

It is a good thing to be able to get food and let the villagers live a good life!

Although Li Weijun looked inexperienced and unreliable, one's character can be seen from his drinking habits. Zhao Kaitai felt that he had met Li Weijun too late and actually thought of beheading him, burning yellow paper and becoming sworn brothers with him.

Unfortunately, the Guandi Temple in Zhaojia Village was demolished due to some incident, so we can only give up with regret.

"Secretary Zhao, that's it. I will come to your place again soon. I will say goodbye to this banquet tonight."

Li Weijun took out his pocket watch and saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Thinking that he had to hurry into the city early tomorrow, he stood up and lightly kicked Song Gongming, who was lying limply on the table.

"Don't pretend to be drunk. Get up quickly and help Captain Ma and Secretary Zhao back to their rooms. I'm going to go back to my room to rest first. When you're done, come to my room. I have something to arrange."

"Master, if you really want to make trouble, I will go to Zhaojia Village to find you some young wives or widows. But don't bother me. I have a bad heart and can't stand this kind of stimulation."

Song Gongming, who had been pretending to be drunk, laughed dryly a few times. When he heard that he would have to visit Li Weijun's room soon, he felt his lips getting dry and he felt extremely nervous.

How come I, the head of the family, eat both meat and vegetables, and both men and women?

He is a bit cunning, but he really doesn't like it...

Song Gongming saw it with his own eyes that night in Cantou Village. After the ordeal, Jiang Yingying had to hold on to the wall when she walked.

Wouldn't Song Laogou be able to get out of bed for months?

"Song, old dog, what are you thinking about? Didn't you say a few days ago that your family is so poor that they can't even afford to eat? And I'm blind. I asked you to come to the house and pick up some of the local specialties sent by the Canning Village yesterday and take care of me more. What are you thinking about?"

Li Weijun almost vomited the food he had just taken when he saw that this dog-headed military advisor could actually think of something wrong.