After being carried to the side of the road, Ouyang Lin was exhausted and sat next to the wooden board and was next to the corpse. He seemed to have no idea, but just held his breath with a big mouthful.

Su Yajun found that Ouyang Lin was almost leaning against the body, so he walked over a few steps, pulled Ouyang Lin up, and said, "Look at where you are sitting." Ouyang Lin was pulled up and saw the hair fluttering in the wind. He was startled and stood up quickly.

Although Zeng Qiang, deputy director of the Social Affairs Office, is in his thirties, his health is still stronger than Ouyang Lin. He bent down and gasped on the side of the road.

The Chang'an car of the family planning office and the jeep from the police station were parked on the road. Su Yajun brought out a piece of water from the Chang'an car and distributed it to all the cadres of the organs participating in the war. He personally took a bottle of water and handed it to Hou Weidong, saying, "Master Hou, thank you for your hard work, drink some water quickly."

At this time, there were still villagers looking around on the road, and the Huang family was reluctant to follow him. If they were not transported away as soon as possible, there would be variables.

Hou Weidong drank a bottle of water in one breath and said, "Why is the funeral home not too much? Once the car arrives, today's matter will be completed."

Su Yajun was in a good mood and said, "There should be no problem, the car will arrive soon."

Hou Weidong asked again: "Are the money ready?"

Su Yajunbu nodded and said, "I ordered three tables at the Zhangjia Restaurant at noon. Each person who attended today will receive a subsidy of fifty yuan." He thought for a while, "Each person who carried the wooden boards was 100."

After waiting on the road for more than ten minutes, the funeral home car finally arrived. The workers in the funeral home carried Huang Peiying's body onto the vehicle while chatting and laughing. Su Yajun negotiated with the cadres accompanying the vehicle from the Civil Affairs Bureau, and then asked Li Mudun, Xiao Guocai and a comrade in the social affairs office to get on the vehicle. The funeral home car drove away with a roar.

Hou Weidong had recovered his strength, and he said to Tang Shugang: "Master Tang, let's go back." Although Tang Shugang was elected as deputy mayor at the same time as Hou Weidong, he had a longer qualification. He sat in the passenger seat, and Hou Weidong squeezed together with the people from the Party and Government Offices and Social Affairs Offices, and rumbling back to the town government.

Everyone got off the car in the government compound. The Changan car returned to pick up other cadres of the agency.

Zhao Yongsheng and Su Ming were both waiting for the result in the office. After listening to the report, Zhao Yongsheng smiled and said, "Okay, okay, the first battle won, this is good news. I must toast everyone with a glass of wine at noon."

Looking at Hou Weidong's face full of sweat, he said to Su Ming: "Old Su, is Hou Zhen's house solved?"

Su Ming said in his heart: "The house in the grain station is only settled by my relationship with Stationmaster Liang. Zhao Yongsheng has no strength at all. Now that he says this, the leader is good."

There was an objection in her stomach, but Su Ming smiled on her face and said, "Houzhen, the house at the grain station has been vacated. You can go and take a look. Try to pull down the things from Qinglin this afternoon and stay in the grain station in the evening. This period is a critical period of funeral reform. There is no big deal, you'd better stay in the town."

It was very lively at noon. The town government officials followed him to Xiaohewan Village and received a subsidy of fifty yuan, made another meal, and became a meritorious minister. This was of course a good thing, so everyone was happy.

After lunch at the courtyard, Yang Feng took Hou Weidong to see his new house. The grain station was very close to Qinglin Junior High School, located at the east end of the town, and each end of the town government.

Grain stations, food stations, supply and marketing cooperatives were extremely enviable ten years ago. As the products became more and more abundant, society also changed from seller markets to buyers markets. These very affordable departments were like women who had children. They gradually became the support roles, including the family planning office, the land office, the foundation, the enterprise office and other government departments, but they changed from concubines to the main wife.

As the saying goes, Feng Shui has taken turns, and each has been in power for more than ten years.

Yang Feng is an old agency and is very familiar with every corner of the town. When he entered the gate of the grain station, he said to an old man who was sleeping on a rattan chair, "Old Xing, Mayor Hou came to see the house."

Lao Xing then opened his eyes, slowly looking for the key, muttering: "A government in Qinglin Town is a dignified government, but it doesn't build a family resident courtyard, and runs to the grain station to squeeze."

The voice was low, but Hou Weidong could hear it clearly. Yang Feng said bluntly: "Old Xing, Mayor Hou is here to live at the Liang Station. You give the grain station face, and Station Manager Liang has also expressed his opinion."

Lao Xing didn't say anything back, humming a little song and went into the house to find the key.

Hou Weidong said in his heart: "After he is the current deputy mayor, Lao Xing is too good at dealing with things. No wonder he is so old and still guarding the gate at this small grain station."

Yang Feng was worried that he would be angry, so he took advantage of Lao Xing's house to look for the key and said, "Lao Xing used to be the deputy director of the Grain Bureau. He was demoted to Qinglin Town due to his style. He stayed there for more than ten years. His family was in the city, and his children were all good at it, all college students."

When Hou Weidong heard about Lao Xing’s experience, his eyes looked at Lao Xing a little complicated.

Lao Xing took a bunch of keys. When he came over, he still hummed a song that could not be heard clearly. He did not respect Hou Weidong, the young deputy mayor, and he said, "The grain stations are all bungalows, which are very humid. If you live for a few more years, you will get rheumatism. If you can drink alcohol, you will pour me some medicinal wine, two glasses a day to cure diseases and strengthen your body, and avoid rheumatism."

The gate of the grain station looks very dilapidated, but when you walk in, you will find a different world. When you go up a small slope, you will see a cement dam. Next to the dam is a large granary. When you pass through several granaries, a low wall appears. When you enter through the small gate, you will see a row of bungalows.

Behind the bungalow are several dense trees, and in front is a garden, which is bustling and colorful. There are hundreds of pots of bonsai beside the garden, with unique shapes and various shapes.

Hou Weidong did not expect that the family building of the grain station was such a big garden. He couldn't help but praise: "What a beautiful garden."

Lao Xing looked proud, and his expression was particularly gentle when he looked at the flowers and plants. From his eyes, Hou Weidong understood that this garden was Lao Xing's proud work. With this garden, Lao Xing's grade was like a rocket, rising in Hou Weidong's mind.

The grain station is indeed ordinary in the house. One bedroom and one living room, the kitchen is pitifully small, and the toilet is public. There is white mold on the ground, and water droplets seem to be hanging in the corners of the wall. The facilities are also simple, with only one bed, an old-fashioned table and a dilapidated chair inside, just like when I was in Shangqinglin.

Lao Xing shook his head and said, "There is no moisture-proof facilities in this room. There is no way. You can only live there. I will give you a bottle of medicinal wine." He checked the water and electricity. He said, "There are water, electricity, and closed-circuits. People will come to check it. If you move the bedding, you can barely live."

After explaining this, Lao Xing walked to his garden on his own, touched the leaves, smelled the fragrance of flowers, and found an iron shovel from somewhere, squatting on the ground and doing something.

Yang Feng was very enthusiastic and borrowed a broom to clean the house. Although she was fat, her movements were not clumsy. She smiled and said, "Hou Zhen, this time the funeral reform. Many people want to see your jokes. Today, they have a good start, so who have nothing to say."

Hou Weidong became the deputy mayor because he was resigned. Now he is very popular in the position of deputy mayor, which makes many people feel disliked. Jealousy is human nature, and there are really many people who want to joke about it.

Hou Weidong asked casually: "Who wants to see my joke?"

Yang Feng said: "I don't report behind others' backs, there are so many people anyway." Yang Feng's quick mouth is famous in Qinglin Town, but she herself thinks that her mouth is the most strict in Qinglin Town. Sometimes people's understanding of themselves is far from others' understanding.

Hou Weidong didn't want to expose her. He smiled and said, "Sister Yang, the house is almost done, so there is no need to sweep it. I will bring some things from Shangqinglin later, but I still have to dirty the house." Yang Feng insisted on sweeping the house, then wiped the sweat, stood up and said, "Hou Zhen, I'll go back first, tell me if you have anything."

After Yang Feng left, Hou Weidong said to the old extermination in the garden: "Where is Stationmaster Liang living? Why didn't he see them?"

Lao Xing lowered his head and took care of his flowers, saying in a muffled voice: "Liang Bing and the others have all gone to drink, and they won't come back tonight. Wait a while before I get a key to get a door. Remember to lock the door when entering and leaving."

Seeing that Lao Xing was all about flowers, Hou Weidong said nothing more and said, "Lao Xing, I will go to Qinglin to move things now, and I will bring things over after a while."

Lao Xing waved his hand and counted as a response.

Hou Weidong asked for the Chang'an car from the family planning office to go to Shangqinglin. When he moved, he was careful and just took an electric wok, TV, clothes and other necessary items, and deliberately left behind winter bedding and other debris, so that he could not free up his house in Shangqinglin, and he would have a place to settle down in the future when going up the mountain.

He is the deputy mayor, so naturally no one makes things difficult for him.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the Chang'an car drove to the grain station. Comrades from the social affairs office such as Su Yajun, Zeng Qiang, Yang Chuanmin, Wang Rong and Cheng Yilin all knew that Hou Weidong was going to move, so he waited at the grain station. After the vehicle arrived, he arranged a new home in just a few seconds.

Su Yajun looked at Hou Weidong's simple new home and sighed: "Although this bungalow in the grain station is a little short, it can finally settle down. The government should indeed consider raising funds to build a house."

Hou Weidong said: "I have not given up on the plan of the nursing home. I have to find an opportunity to report to Secretary Zhao and win his support." He lowered his voice slightly: "The Civil Affairs Bureau has agreed to the new plan. Just wait for us to apply for the formal application. When Secretary Zhao asks you, you must also breathe in his ears."

Su Yajun nodded and said, "I know how to do it."

The first case of forced cremation was completed smoothly. Hou Weidong was very decisive in the on-site command and carried the body himself. Su Yajun's impression of him changed again. Seeing that he wanted a car for the family planning office to move, he took the initiative to take the people from the department to wait at the grain station. This was actually an expression of respect and recognition for Deputy Mayor Hou Weidong.

Hou Weidong naturally knew this. He said to everyone in the social affairs office: "I will treat everyone to dinner tonight, one is to celebrate the victory of the first battle, and the other is to celebrate the joy of moving to the house."

Su Yajun hurriedly said: "Today, the social service will treat you."

Deputy Director Zeng Qiang said, "Hou Zhen has no phone number at home, so I will ask the post office to install one tomorrow." He also participated in the lifting of the dead, and had a "same" friendship with Hou Weidong, and his words were filled with intimacy.

After Cheng Yilin wiped the house clean, Hou Weidong and the social affairs office went to have dinner happily.

At six o'clock the next morning, just as dawn, Hou Weidong's cell phone started to roar, and Yan Daoli's voice appeared in his ears, "Hou Zhen, Wang Mazi's father passed away. Their family had been buried secretly last night. What do you think?"

Hou Weidong immediately woke up and said, "What, they have already buried it."

"I was so angry that I fell by nine o'clock last night and buried it in the middle of the night. Their family is poor and I definitely can't afford the money."

Hou Weidong and Yan Daoli had an agreement. In order to increase pressure on him, he deliberately asked: "Secretary Yan, I am responsible for the construction of the bridge. You have to take care of Xingping Village with one hand, why did this happen again?"

Yan Daoli was a little unhappy, "Funeral Reform is a big deal. We can't handle it by relying solely on our village cadres. You should bring people here quickly, otherwise the village will be powerless."

Hou Weidong hung up the phone and left the grain station. Su Yajun's home was in the countryside and there was no phone number. He could not inform him. Because the deceased in Xingping Village had already entered the ground, he had breakfast seriously at Yaoguanzi, Changzhen, and then came to the office.

After waiting for work hours, Su Yajun almost burst out his eyes when he heard about Xingping Village, and said, "How did you act like Secretary Yan Daoli? Why did you notify the town now?"

Hou Weidong said firmly: "I requested support from the Civil Affairs Bureau. I did not do it according to the regulations. I would dig it up even if I buried it." He hesitated for a while. In order for the smooth progress of the work of the whole town, he could only be a villain. If this example was launched, funeral reform would be empty talk.
Chapter completed!