Wearing a book at eighty, being pampered by a disabled boss

Han Jinghong gave the person in front of him a deep look. That look made Mayor Zhang's scalp tingle, and he felt like he was standing on pins and needles.

I heard Han Jinghong ask seriously, "Mayor Zhang, why are you here too?"

"Me! Haha. Haha, that's it. My wife said she missed her parents, so I came back with her." Mayor Zhang smiled awkwardly.

Han Jinghong looked at him suspiciously, "Is it really as simple as just returning to your parents' home?"

"Really. Really, haha. It's that simple." The old man's cold sweat had already flowed down his neck.

The Han family in Yunhe County was something even his father would not dare to offend!

He shouldn't have come here in the muddy waters of Shuanghe Village today. If he didn't handle it well, his father would definitely get beaten again if he found out.

"Oh, that's right! Then go see your parents-in-law first! They must be thinking about you."

Han Jinghong smiled indifferently, turned around and walked towards the room, leaving Mayor Zhang with a cold and aloof back.

After he turned around, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

He cursed in his heart: He didn't dare to take care of the shit that happened to the Hu family today, otherwise he would be the one who would be implicated.

Normally, just help them grow their faces. Anyway, those are just small things that happen between fellow villagers.

Today's matter is obviously not a trivial matter, otherwise why would the Han family be here!

And who is the young man next to him!
These were all things he couldn't figure out. He still remembered that his little wife must ask him to dress up.

There should be some important person inside the house, otherwise how dare the village chief not come out to meet him!
The more he thought about it, the more the old man broke into a cold sweat. He had to quickly ask his father-in-law who else was inside.

Seeing the old man walking so fast, Song Zijie couldn't help shaking his head in laughter. He was wearing a flat hat that could scare the mayor.

Sure enough, a flat hat still works!

"Hey, that old man is afraid of the hat on your head? Is he so frightened by your flat hat that he doesn't dare to say a word?" Song Zijie asked jokingly.

Hearing this, Han Jinghong's face suddenly darkened. How could his flat-top hat be so powerful?
It should be his Han family background!

He remembered that the Zhang family was also well-known in Yunhe County, and this old man must have recognized him.

Today he received a call from his cousin Han Jingshen, asking him to come to town to check on things.

By chance, he met someone who wanted to see the police, so he took two of his men to have a look. Who knew he would encounter such a thing.

But he didn't explain it to Song Zijie, as that would make Song Zijie think he was showing off.

Song Zijie saw that Han Jinghong ignored him and walked directly to the main room, but he did not follow him and stood at the door of the main room.

He had enough time to look at the dozens of tables of villagers in front of Su's house who were busy grabbing food, and no one paid attention to the old man.

Song Zijie's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he murmured softly: "Hey, that's interesting. These villagers don't seem to respect that old man."

When Han Jinghong saw that Song Zijie didn't follow him, he didn't rush into the house.

Because he still wants to talk to Song Zijie!
He heard Song Zijie talking to himself, glanced at him indifferently, and explained in a very light tone.

"It's not that the villagers don't respect the mayor, but they feel that the gap between them and the mayor is too big. It's more practical to flatter him than to grab an extra piece of meat."

"Haha... Comrade Han's analysis is so right, I feel so comfortable!"

He really didn't want to respect the old man because he wasn't qualified enough for him to respect him.

Song Zijie felt very happy that the villagers could not flatter him, "My brother Su, the money he spent today was worth it." "..." Han Jinghong didn't know how to answer the question.

"It's just a pity. The Hu family is still very afraid of that old man. Look at their arrogant looks. They are totally different from me, Brother Su." Song Zijie said again sourly.

Han Jinghong's eyes suddenly brightened, and a flash of curiosity flashed in his eyes. He looked at Song Zijie and asked pretending not to care, "Is your brother Su great?"

Song Zijie was shocked by Han Jinghong's sudden change of tone. It took him a moment to realize that Han Jinghong was testing him.

Song Zijie didn't care whether he tried it or not. He still wanted to find someone else to share his brother Su!
So he immediately said in a showy manner, "Of course my brother Su is great.

He is a well-known young student in Qingcheng Courtyard, and he is the benchmark for parents of our generation to compare him to.

Don't underestimate me, Brother Su. Although he was born in a remote village like Shuanghe Village, he is a very powerful person.

Now in the Imperial Capital, it is said that he is still the most powerful young talent, and my sister-in-law is still studying at Imperial University, and has even accepted foreigners as her disciples..."

When Han Jinghong listened to Song Zijie's endless praise, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

He had really guessed it, and the identity of Su Shuoci really surprised him, but what did this have to do with him?

Thinking about it, Han Jinghong glanced into the room disdainfully, he didn't want to curry favor with him.

"Hey! I'm talking about Han Jinghong, I've said so much, why don't you react at all? Do you not believe what I said?"

Song Zijie asked angrily when he saw that Han Jinghong didn't take his words to heart at all.

Everything he said is true!

"Have you finished speaking?" Han Jinghong said calmly.

"Uh, me." Song Zijie was stunned.

What rhythm is this? !
It was nothing like what he imagined.

Han Jinghong said calmly, "I won't accompany you today. I have other things to be busy with."

After saying that, he asked his two men to walk outside Su's house together.

"Hey, don't leave!" Song Zijie wanted to shout to them. What on earth is Han Jinghong doing?Why is it so baffling!

Han Jinghong kept walking and said angrily, "We have something else to do, so we'll leave first."

"..." Song Zijie looked at Han Jinghong's leaving figure, feeling extremely depressed.

But he soon became happy again because he saw the Hu family being trained like quails by the old man.

The men of the Hu family stood by the table and did not dare to move. They lowered their heads and did not even dare to breathe.

Song Zijie walked over quickly to watch the excitement. Before he could get closer, he heard the old man's unhappy lecture.

"You all know very well what you have done in the village over the years. I don't care about what happened in the past. Please don't cause trouble with me in the future."

After the old man finished speaking angrily, he glanced at the Hu family coldly, wanting to continue saying something.

When he saw the well-dressed young man approaching, he stopped talking.

After all, the old man had been in the town for decades. He quickly adjusted his facial expression and wanted to raise his head to say hello to Song Zijie.

Seeing the young man from the Han family leaving with his men very unhappy, he gave up trying to get close to Song Zijie and quickly chased after him.