In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

After a fierce ideological struggle, Na Cuiping felt that this was a good idea. So she nodded and agreed:

"Okay, I'll take you to see Secretary Dong. But you must keep your word. If Secretary Dong doesn't recognize you, you must leave immediately and don't hurt me."

There was a hint of worry and caution in Na Cuiping's tone. When Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo heard that Na Cuiping agreed to take them to see Secretary Dong, they immediately showed excitement on their faces.

They nodded firmly, their eyes full of gratitude. Seeing their firm look, Cuiping believed their words even more.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that the matter could be resolved smoothly and not cause her too much trouble.

She stood up slowly, her movements neither hurried nor slow, but her eyes scanned the table very intently.

Then, she stretched out her slender hands and gently sorted out the documents on the table, placing them neatly.

Then, she raised her head, looked at the three people in front of her with a firm gaze, and said with a smile:

"Let's go. I'm almost off work. I'll take you to that place. We have to hurry."

"It's getting late. If we delay any longer, it will be bad."

Zhao Shuzhuo looked earnest and said to Cuiping in a pleading tone:

"Then Director, we brought a sheep for Secretary Dong at the guesthouse. Can I go back and take it with me?"

"This sheep is a token of our love. I hope Secretary Dong will like it."

Cuiping was slightly startled, then she smiled sensibly, nodded slightly, and said:

"Okay, we just happened to be passing by the guesthouse, it's not a big deal. Let's go then."

Na Cuiping walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative with steady steps and came to the door. She reached out and grasped the handlebars of the bicycle, pushing it gently.

The bicycle shone with metallic luster in the afterglow of the setting sun. Wang Jianguo, Zhao Shuzhuo and He Yushui saw it and hurriedly followed.

Their footsteps echoed in the quiet street, like a harmonious melody.

In a few minutes, they arrived at the door of the guesthouse.

Zhao Shuzhuo couldn't wait to run into the guesthouse, his figure looked particularly hurried under the dim light.

After a while, he carried the wild goat out of the room with difficulty.

The wild goat was quite large, and Zhao Shuzhuo's face showed an expression of effort, but his eyes were full of determination.

Seeing this, Na Cuiping hurried forward and asked Zhao Shuzhuo to put the wild goat on her bicycle.

She carefully adjusted the position of the wild goat to make sure it didn't fall.

The four of them stood at the door of the guesthouse, basking in the glow of the setting sun.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, as if covering them with a golden coat.

Their figures looked particularly tall in the setting sun. They walked towards Secretary Dong's home with anticipation.

In this quiet evening, their figures became a beautiful landscape.

A group of people walked slowly in the afterglow of the setting sun. Although their steps were not hurried, they were steady in a firm rhythm.

After walking for about half an hour, a housing estate finally appeared in front of them.

This family compound looks quite old, with the walls covered with traces of time, but it exudes a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

At the gate of the family compound, there sat an old man who was guarding the gate. His hair was gray and his face was covered with wrinkles, but his eyes were very bright.

He was wearing simple clothes and holding a newspaper in his hand, reading leisurely.

Na Cuiping took the lead and walked forward, with a friendly smile on her face, and talked to the old man:

"Uncle, it's me. I'm here to see Secretary Dong."

When the old man heard the voice, he looked up and saw that it was Cuiping. A smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Xiao Naya, you're here to see Secretary Dong to sign the paperwork again."

The old man's voice was loud and warm, as if it carried the accumulation of years. Cuiping smiled and replied:

"No, sir, there is no procedure today. I will bring a few people to visit Secretary Dong today."

The old man was slightly startled, then showed a curious look. He raised his head and glanced at the people behind Cuiping.

Wang Jianguo, Zhao Shuzhuo and He Yushui stood there, looking at the old man nervously.

The old man's eyes stayed on them for a moment, then he handed Cuiping a notebook and said:

"Come on, let them register and you take them in."

Na Cuiping took the notebook, turned around and handed it to the three people behind her.

"Come on, register."

Na Cuiping smiled and handed the notebook to Wang Jianguo, Zhao Shuzhuo and He Yushui.

Wang Jianguo took the notebook and, with a focused expression, carefully wrote down his name, hometown and purpose of his visit.

The handwriting is neat and powerful, and every stroke reveals his calmness and solemnity.

Then, Zhao Shuzhuo took the notebook, thought for a moment, and then quickly wrote down his message. Although his handwriting was a little sloppy, it was full of sincerity and eagerness.

Finally, He Yushui carefully took the notebook and wrote her name and the reason for her visit in beautiful handwriting, her delicacy and gentleness revealed between the lines.

After the three of them registered in turn, they gently returned the notebook to the gatekeeper.

The old man took the notebook, looked at it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and then waved his hand to signal them to go in.

Led by Na Cuiping, they slowly entered the courtyard, which was shaded by green trees, lush with flowers and plants, and peaceful and tranquil.

They walked along the winding path as if they were exploring a mysterious maze.

Along the way, they saw many ancient buildings. Although these buildings were a bit old, they exuded a unique historical charm.

Finally, they arrived at the door of a bungalow.

This bungalow looks very simple, but the vermilion iron gate is slightly solemn, giving people a solemn and dignified feeling.

Na Cuiping took a deep breath, walked forward, and gently knocked on the door of Secretary Dong's house.

After a while, a woman's voice came from the door.

"Who is it? Who is knocking at the door?"

The voice was gentle and kind, as if it carried a warm power. Cuiping quickly replied:

"Aunt, it's me, Cuiping. I'm here to see Secretary Dong."

The woman inside the door also replied:

"I'm coming."

Following a slight sound of footsteps, the door slowly opened.

The person who opened the door was a petite woman who looked to be in her sixties and was dressed simply and elegantly.

Although her clothes were not very gorgeous, they were clean and tidy, giving people a comfortable feeling.

Her hair was slightly gray and her face was covered with wrinkles, but her eyes were very bright, revealing wisdom and kindness.