Ali, who returned to the family, became the real hostess of the old cobbler's house.
Little cobbler Wang Meng came up from downstairs with an excited expression on his face, and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Honey, make tea for the leader."
Ali stared, Wang Meng obediently went to make tea by himself. Xu Yishan couldn't help laughing.
Wang Meng made tea and brought it over, he hesitated to speak.
Xu Yishan smiled and said: "Wang Meng, just say what you have to say. I still have something to do, so I can't delay too long."
"I know the leader is busy." Wang Meng said carefully with a smile on his face: "You are the leader, you have to take care of so many things. You must be so busy that you don't touch the ground. I just want"
Ali glared at him and said, "What are you thinking, why can't you say it outright? Isn't it just that you want your son to accept the leader as a godfather?"
Wang Meng chuckled and explained: "If my son wants you as his godfather, no one will dare to bully him in the future."
Xu Yishan was caught in a dilemma, he agreed no, he refused, and he couldn't bear to be looked at by their longing eyes.
Wang Meng obviously saw his hesitation, and quickly said: "Leader, we are high-ranking. It doesn't matter if you don't agree, anyway, others don't know whether you agree or not. Now they all know that you are my son's godfather. "
He smiled smugly, revealing a mouthful of scorched teeth.
Xu Yishan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Wang Meng played a little tricky, and when he went upstairs, he told the neighbors that Xu Yishan was his son's godfather.
Ali complained: "Why are you so unreliable in doing things? Before Xu cadres agreed, you spread the word everywhere."
Xu Yishan knew the fact that Wang Meng's family was not seen on the street.
Wang Meng is disabled, and the old cobbler is getting old. When dealing with disputes among the people, whoever has a firm fist will be justified. This has become an indisputable fact.
Fighting with others, Wang Meng can't beat anyone. Any young man on the street could trample him under his feet and insult him.
He really needs a backer to support him. Xu Yishan was the best candidate for him.
There is a question Xu Yishan has never asked, how did Wang Meng know that he came to Hongshan Town?
Xu Yishan thought for a while and said: "Well, let's not talk about being a father or not. If anyone bullies you in the future, you can tell me, and I will vent your anger on you."
What Xu Yishan said obviously did not want to accept Wang Meng's idea of ??letting his son recognize him as a godfather.
A look of disappointment appeared on Wang Meng's face, he lowered his head and remained silent.
Xu Yishan comforted him and said: "Wang Meng, I'm telling the truth. It's also the truth, don't mind."
Wang Meng smiled sadly, and said: "I don't dare to mind. Leader Xu, I understand you, if you don't admit it, don't deny it. My family can just admit it in your heart."
Their extremely disappointed and lonely expressions infected Xu Yishan.
Xu Yishan turned his heart and said: "Wang Meng, I promise you, I will be your son's godfather."
Wang suddenly raised his head and stared at him blankly. He didn't seem to believe that this sentence was said by Xu Yishan, he stretched out a finger to dig into his ear vigorously, and stammered, "XuXu cadre, youyou you agreed?"
Xu Yishan nodded solemnly, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am willing to be your son's godfather."
It was as if a spring had been placed under Wang Meng's buttocks, and he bounced up violently.
Before Xu Yishan could react, he had already picked up a circle of firecrackers and ran downstairs.
He wants to fire a cannon to announce that Xu Yishan has become the godfather of his son Wang Meng!
Seeing Wang Meng running downstairs to set off firecrackers, Ali whispered, "Thank you."
Xu Yishan smiled faintly, "Ali, it's the best result for you to go home. Becoming your son's godfather, we will be a family from now on."
Ali smiled playfully and said, "Well, I'm yours too."
Xu Yishan quickly explained: "The meaning is different. We are a family, not what you said."
Ali snorted, "I knew you thought I was dirty."
"No." Xu Yishan was a little flustered, facing Ali's blatant provocation, he still felt a little at a loss.
Ali smiled, leaned into his ear and said, "Since we are a family, sooner or later you will be mine."
Before Xu Yishan could speak, she covered her mouth, giggled, and went downstairs to set off firecrackers.
On the way back to the county seat, Xu Yishan kept thinking, was it wrong for him to agree to Wang Meng's request?
He summed up the reasons and found that he was still too soft-hearted.
If he had hardened his heart and refused to agree, I believe Wang Meng would not blame himself. But he really couldn't see Wang Meng's disappointed and lonely expression. As a result, on impulse, he became the godfather of the cobbler's family.
Remembering that Ali said that Baiyu was already the godmother of Wang Meng's son, so he called Baiyu and asked to prove the authenticity of what Ali said.
When Bai Yu received his call, she was overjoyed and asked where he was.
Xu Yishan said: "On the Hongqiao, ready to cross the bridge."
"Did you go to Hongshan?" Bai Yu asked in surprise.
"Yes, I'm going to discuss something with Secretary Duan."
Bai Yu said lightly: "Don't mention him. This person is useless."
Xu Yishan said: "I can't say that. Life always has ups and downs. Secretary Duan is a person with great leadership skills. He just encountered some ups and downs so far. I believe he will stand up."
Bai Yu said unhappily: "Can we not talk about him? Yishan, if you are free, I want to see you."
Xu Yishan replied straightforwardly: "Okay, I'm free. Tell me, where will I meet?"
"Can you come to my house?" Bai Yu asked tentatively. Seeing that Xu Yishan didn't speak, he quickly said: "If you feel inconvenient, you have chosen a place, and I will go there."
Xu Yishan said: "No inconvenience. Are you at home?"
"exist."
"Okay, I'll go to your house."
After Bai Yu was transferred to the County Women's Federation, Duan Yanhua arranged a house for her.
Bai Yu has been working in Hongshan Town in the past, so his home is also in Hongshan Town. She doesn't have a house in the county, and she can't afford it right now, so she has no choice but to rent.
But Duan Yanhua has a solution. To him, solving Baiyu's housing problem is not a problem at all.
Xu Yishan drove the car directly into the community where Bai Yu lived.
This community is very famous in Maoshan County, and the developer is Huang Daling. Compared with Hongshan's golden community, this community is nearly half the size.
Xu Yishan parked the car, entered the elevator, and pressed the elevator button on the fifteenth floor.
Bai Yu, dressed in home clothes, opened the door and welcomed Xu Yishan in.
These three sets of three-bedroom houses are luxuriously decorated, but they look deserted.
Xu Yishan looked around and praised: "It's so beautiful."
Bai Yu curled her mouth and said, "It's not mine. No matter how beautiful it is, it has nothing to do with me."
Xu Yishan teased her and said, "The house is beautiful, and the people are also beautiful. This kind of place is suitable for the golden house to hide the beauty."
Bai Yu blushed, and said in a low voice, "Are you making fun of me?"
"No." Xu Yishan smiled, "I'm telling the truth. Look at you, you are as beautiful as a flower."
Bai Yu's face became more and more red, and she said shyly: "I don't want to talk to you anymore. My mouth is full of nonsense when I come here. Tell me, can I understand that you are teasing me?"
In a word, Xu Yishan was so scared that he didn't dare to joke anymore.
He himself couldn't figure out why he came to Baiyu's place to sit for a while. He hadn't seen her for a long time. Missed her? Or do you just want someone to talk to?
Bai Yu poured him a cup of tea, and when he handed it to him, his eyes were attracted by a clear burn mark on the back of Bai Yu's hand.
Bai Yu obviously sensed it, and quickly hid her hands behind her back.
Xu Yishan asked suspiciously: "What's the matter?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com