The old man nodded and said, "Okay, let me tell you that the military sub-district is also a good place. It is much better to stay in the government for a few years than to go directly to the government. Being a political commissar is also a good match."

Benxi Military Sub-district is at the level of a division, and the commander and political commissar are at the rank of colonel. However, because this kind of small military sub-district is actually only part of the national human-military strategy, it is mainly responsible for militia and conscription affairs, and its management is not as strict as the real troops.

Many of these military sub-districts are actually just a name, and there are not even regular troops below. Because Benxi Military Sub-district is a heavy industrial city, there are still some manpowers. There are three semi-mechanized troops underneath. The commander of the military sub-district is a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee.

Uncle Mao said politely: "Okay, I will follow your arrangements. I am familiar with the army and I will definitely not embarrass you."

Aunt Mao was a little confused, but she couldn't ask about this situation. She could only make mistakes on the side and looked at Zhang Xingming from time to time, and Zhang Xingming could only pretend not to look at him.

I finished wrapping the dumplings, packing them up and starting to cook them. The old man went to wash his hands, and his face kept smiling, and he was so happy.

While eating, grandma and grandpa came out of the room. After seeing so many people, they didn't care. They were used to having a meal and putting several tables on it.

The old man walked up to shake hands with his grandma, and he was stunned. However, when she was young, she was a wife of the official and was used to flattery by the people below. She had seen the world. She just curiously asked Zhang Xingming quietly: "Who is this old man?"

The old man said, "Sister-in-law, brother, I am Erming's grandfather, I'm here to wish you a happy new year."

Grandma nodded: "Oh, okay, sit and have a meal, where did you come from? Not far away?"

The old man said: "Not far away, Shenyang, have you been to?"

Grandma said: "Oh Fengtian, I've been there, I've been there in Changchun Harbin, it's all good. There are too many Japanese devils in Changchun and I dare not take to the streets."

Zhang Xingming whispered in the old man's ear: "My grandma was a wife when she was young. My dear grandma's official position was quite high. She has been staying in these big cities. However, she has been in the valley of Benxi County in the past few decades, and she doesn't know what is happening outside."

The old man nodded and sighed and said, "It's a pity for a person to have a life of unpredictable fate. This is also a crime. Are you in good health now?"

Zhang Xingming said: "It's okay, it's much better than when I first came here. It's definitely okay to live in my 80s and 90s."

The old man nodded and said, "It's considered that I've been able to make it happen. Enjoy more happiness. Go out for a walk if you have nothing to do. Anyway, you have more cars."

Zhang Xingming said: "Of course, I have arranged this matter almost all in my mind, so I will accompany them out for a walk every year. Now is not the time."

The old man wasn't talking.

The dumplings were cooked and served, and the dishes were also served. The old man picked up the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling and put them in the sauce dish and said, "Eat, don't look at me, see if I can eat one more dumpling?" Everyone laughed and picked up the chopsticks and started to move.

After eating a few dumplings and a few slices of intestines my father made, the old man raised his thumb and said to his father, "Qingzhi's craft is nothing to say, it's delicious. Oh, I haven't eaten this for many years. In the government, this one cannot be eaten, and that one must be eaten less. This is nutritious and must be eaten more. No matter whether you are delicious or not, it's not okay to not listen to it. It's disciplined. The little girl looked at you with tears in her eyes. Do you think you are eating or not? The things left by my ancestors are getting less and less. They all say that taking the essence and removing the dross. I think it's a dross if you don't let your meal be, but no one listens to me."

Everyone laughed. Ordinary people couldn't understand these words. In the consciousness of ordinary people, if you are such a big official, you are not going to eat whatever you want and have whatever you want. In fact, it is not true. The more you go up, the more people you are in charge of, and to the top, there is a team of dozens of people who are in charge of you. Do you dare to violate the rules? We will cry for you to see.

In history, except for Mao Weiren, even the Prime Minister likes to eat peanuts, he fought for the "struggle". Even in the end, he was allowed to eat more than a dozen pills every day. You read that right, more than a dozen pills a day. I remember that there is a text in the Chinese class that says, a bowl of millet porridge and more than a dozen pills, which is the Prime Minister's late-night snack.

Mao Weiren is an exception. He is a god. No one dares to violate his orders. He wants to eat braised pork, but he has to have braised pork every day. If he wants to smoke, he just packs two or three packs a day. What’s the result? He is not as old as an eighty, and he has not lived less than others, nor is he sicker than others.

Mr. Deng likes to smoke, and he also packs two or three packs a day. He is in his 90s, so where can he reason? So, there is no need to be so serious about many things.

Chen Dami sat down at the lower head, and his face turned red and white as the old man said something, looking at the old man with resentment. Among all the people, he usually cares about the old man the most, but he has no choice but to be disciplined. If he doesn't say it, he will be dereliction of duty.

So, no matter what extreme or level a person is at, it is actually not easy to live, and he is helpless.

The meal was finished in Chen Dami's grievances. The old man not only ate a lot of things that he could not eat or had to eat less in violation of regulations, but also the total amount was seriously exceeded. Chen Dami, who had been forced into half of obsessive-compulsive disorder by the system and discipline, was really entangled and distressed.

"Happy, haha, I haven't eaten this meal for too long, hahaha, it's a pity that I can't drink. If I come again, oh, this is the day." The old man put down his chopsticks and stroked his stomach and sighed. He was strictly ordered by the 304 experts not to drink. He would not violate such regulations, and it must be for his own good.

Zhang Xingming said: "If you can drink alcohol, just don't drink it. That thing is really not good, and the harm is that it is very serious. When I come back from abroad, I will bring you some dry red. That thing has no sugar. Drinking it a little before going to bed every day is very effective in softening blood vessels. That's just a little bit not very good."

The old man pointed at Zhang Xingming with his finger and said, "Look, just after he finished speaking, you have this set again. This thing is good, but it just doesn't taste good. Alas, it's the same taste."

Zhang Xingming was so happy that he said to his younger brother: "Go and bring that bottle of liquor."

The little brother jumped to the kitchen and took out most of the bottle of red wine from the refrigerator and returned to the table.

Zhang Xingming took a glass, stuffed the wine open, poured it into a small sip, and said, "Old man, come and have a sip. This thing is wine. What I mean is not delicious means it is not sweet, and it is much better than white wine."

In fact, in foreign countries, for the sake of preservation and convenience, most red wines are no longer blocked. They are just a bit more blocked in film and television dramas. But I don’t know why Chinese people think that blocks are high-end and good, which is really strange.

Foreigners have no brand when drinking red wine. There is no brand in this game itself. The so-called brand is just the name of the winery produced. For the sake of easy recognition, as for Lafite and what is not good, it is purely nonsense. It is just because of lighting. Lafite winery has a batch of wines that are more tasty, and many of them like it just bought some to exist there. The next year, maybe the wine from other people's houses is better, and these people will store a batch of other wineries. This thing is just a good word. How can there be any distinction between high and low? Although the big winery is relatively famous, the small winery may not have good wines. This is purely a cultural difference.

Then, under the pure heart of some interest groups, everything changed. Then, I took the wine that cost ten yuan a bottle of foreign countries and sold it for hundreds or thousands of yuan. This star has a net worth of hundreds of millions and that star has a net worth of one billion. If you study it, what are the ones who pour red wine?
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