I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

"Uncle Jiang, your idea is a bit dangerous!"

Mo Yan looked at him with a smile.

Comrade Jiang Zhenguo was not embarrassed at all. "A good cook cannot cook without rice! And they say a penny can make a hero fail! Right! This is all for construction."

"Does Secretary Qin know?"

"Ayan, you're wrong. Look, we're just having a private conversation. As an uncle, I'm asking my niece for help. It's because we have a good relationship. Why are you bringing up Qin Hong?"

Jiang Zhenguo touched his nose, and judging from his micro-expressions, it seemed that he was feeling somewhat guilty.

It seems that Qin Hong doesn't know.

Mo Yan understood it in his heart.

"Before, you wanted to report the distribution map of the gold mines on someone else's territory to the higher-ups, but Secretary Qin was afraid that you would be put in a sack, so he stopped you and gave up the idea. It's only been a short time, why are you so obsessed with the mines on someone else's territory?"

"You said you reported it to the country, but you made people hate you. You secretly exchanged resources for other people's land with mines. Unless you don't mine, once large-scale equipment enters the site and there are signs of mining, believe it or not, those former brothers in distress from other provinces and cities will come to eat you up!"

"Let's just say, uncle, you just don't want to live this good life anymore, right?"

"Hehe, Ah Yan, it's not that I don't want to live a good life, it's just that I'm short of money!"

Jiang Zhenguo finally felt a little embarrassed this time.

Anyway, I won’t be annoyed.

After living together for such a long time, although Mo Yan rarely left Peijia Village, because there was a telephone in the village, Jiang Zhenguo called Peijia Village quite frequently.

It was so frequent that Pei Zaizai felt that Grandpa Jiang was like a big baby with a chatterbox. It seemed that he couldn't live if he didn't call his mother and her for more than two days.

So, even though this is Jiang Zhenguo’s first time to come to Peijia Village and visit Mo Yan’s home.

But there really wasn't any sense of unfamiliarity between the two of them.

As for the furnishings and layout of Mo Yan's house, long before Wang Huiqin asked her eldest nephew from her natal family to take pictures, Jiang Zhenguo also asked Qin Hong to borrow Mo Yan's camera, took a lot of pictures, and developed them.

Every day when I have some free time in the office, I take it out and read it.

Therefore, although Jiang Zhenguo had never lived in this house, when he actually came here and saw this yard and this house, he did not feel any sense of strangeness at all.

So, when it comes to relationships, as long as someone keeps trying to get closer, over time, they will naturally become closer.

Haven't you seen Jiang Zhenguo say so naturally that these two people who have no blood relationship at all, are father and son?

"If you really need money, it's easy to talk about it. You know that there are several golden mountains. The little ones have said more than once that they want to give you a golden mountain. You don't want it yourself. Why are you crying poor now?"

"Ayan, Shannan is short of money. It's not me who is short of money. I can't even spend all my salary. What kind of money do I need? Ayan, just tell me whether you will help me or not!"

Mo Yan looked at him speechlessly. He was so old, was he going to act like a rogue?

"help!"

"Hey! I knew Yan was good to me!"

Mo Yan felt that he couldn't bear to watch him smiling like an old cat that had stolen some meat.

"Let me make it clear first. I'll point it out to you, but don't be too greedy. At least leave some for others. After all, you're taking someone else's meat!"

Jiang Zhenguo smiled happily, "I know, I know. I'm already this old, how could I not know?"

You know your age now, why are you still working so hard in construction?

Shannan has already embarked on a path of rapid development. Even if it does nothing, it will become one of the most developed provinces in the country within 10 years.

But Jiang Zhenguo seemed to have no idea what was going on today and devoted himself to the construction wholeheartedly.

It seems that they are anxious to push Shannan to the forefront of the motherland in a short period of time.

Mo Yan didn't know what he was in a hurry for, but she could feel his urgency.

Don't be fooled by the fact that he sits here with a relaxed tone and even a carefree look. If he was really mentally relaxed, he wouldn't have so many white hairs.

It is clearly due to the mental and physical exertion day and night.

It's such a big province with so many people. He wants the people of Shannan to live a good life. Isn't it his own hard work that he puts in?

In fact, it is not just Jiang Zhenguo, but also Qin Hong and another management team in Shannan who are all working around the clock.

Even if these strangers don't ask, someone will regularly leak information to her ears.

She knows everything very well.

This time, Jiang Zhenguo sneaked out to her place despite his busy schedule.

To put it nicely, he came to her for help, but he was also too nervous and urgently needed an environment where he could relax and calm down.

Mo Yan looked at his hair and said nothing.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhenguo felt even more guilty after being looked at by Mo Yan.

Then he stood up quickly.

"Well, Ah Yan, I'm going to go to Pei Mingzhi's place. He must be waiting anxiously! Oh, and prepare more dinner. I think Qin Hong might be on his way. If he comes, don't tell him what I said to you!"

"If you really can't hide it, just say that you came up with this idea because you saw that Shannan was too poor. In this way, Qin Hong won't object. Whether the work at hand can continue to proceed smoothly depends entirely on you!"

After saying that, the man quickly left the house.

Good boy! This is the rhythm of throwing the trouble to Mo Yan and running away!

Look at how skilled he is at passing the buck, he is indeed the shameless Jiang Zhenguo.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhenguo had just left for less than half an hour.

Qin Hong, dusty and with snowflakes on his head, hurried over.

"Comrade Mo Yan! Where are the secretary and others?"

Mo Yan looked at Qin Hong, who was obviously older and thinner.

I really don't understand the fearless spirit of dedication of people of this era.

But even though she didn't understand, she knew clearly that they were really doing something meaningful for people.

Even though their individual abilities are very limited and nothing can seem to be achieved in a short period of time, this group of people share one very notable and common characteristic, which is that they are persistent enough.

In the words of the cub, Grandpa Jiang and Uncle Qin are people with firm beliefs. They just don't want the people of Huasha to live in poverty and not have enough food to eat.

Mo Yan cannot empathize with their choices, but is willing to respect their ideals.

The cub said that people like Grandpa Jiang and Uncle Qin can only be met in this era.

The cub said that in 20 years, or even less, people like them would be gone.

Mo Yan always remembered the sighing and complicated expression on the cub's little face. That was why she was so tolerant of Jiang Zhenguo and Qin Hong's beliefs and persistence.