Zhang Yuande's son is Jianguo and Zhang Jianguo. Many older generations like to name this.

Zhang Jianguo is 42 years old this year, and he is considered middle-aged. He practices in public schools, which is often called "public meals". He works in Xin'an County. Well, now he is called a city, the Xin'an Municipal Party Committee Office, and the chief clerk.

The position is not high, but he is just a deputy section level, but he is a close minister of the emperor, so even if he cannot be considered a great future, he is still able to pass.

At least when Zhang Yuande said it, he was obviously very satisfied.

It is really good to have an ordinary family with such a civil servant who works in a public unit.

Zhang Jianguo may not be able to play much role in any major event, but if it is a trivial matter, many people in Xin'an are still willing to sell the chief clerk of the Municipal Party Committee Office to save face.

With this, Zhang Yuande has earned more or less some face in front of the relatives of the Zhang family over the years.

In addition, Zhang Jianguo is also considered filial to the two elderly people in his family. He has his own opinions on his work, but he is willing to seek opinions from the two elderly people. From adulthood to now, there are few places where there are disputes with the two elderly people. There are occasional differences in opinions and are willing to respect the wishes of the two elderly people.

To be honest, it is enough to be a child to do this.

In fact, for most elderly people, they do not ask their children to give themselves much material conditions. For the older generation who have suffered, having food and clothing is enough.

What they care about in their later years is nothing more than hoping that their children will live a better life, and then spend more time with them if they have free time.

Next, I hope that my children will give themselves more respect and don’t think they are too confused, or that their children’s wings are hard and that the older generation always makes mistakes.

They live their lives and raise their children with great difficulty. They don’t come to save face when they are old.

And Zhang Jianguo did a good job in this regard.

Therefore, after Zhang Yuande died, although he was reluctant to part with this family, he still felt that his life was worth it.

After listening to Zhang Yuande's words, Zhang Kun nodded thoughtfully and did not comment on Zhang Jianguo's behavior, but he grabbed several key words in it.

Working in the Municipal Party Committee Office, Chief Clerk.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Kun's mouth. It was a coincidence. If he remembered correctly, Uncle Zhao Chongshan would be working in the Xin'an Municipal Party Committee now, as if he was the Secretary of the Xin'an Municipal Party Committee.

A secretary of the Xin'an Municipal Party Committee? Then a chief clerk of the Municipal Party Committee Office?

Zhang Kun seemed to know what to do.

Zhang Kun took out the phone, then found Zhao Chongshan's number and dialed it.

When the phone was answered, Zhang Kun first chatted with Zhao Chongshan and asked a few questions, and then asked directly: "Uncle Zhao, do you know Zhang Jianguo? He works in the Municipal Party Committee Office."

"Zhang Jianguo, Municipal Party Committee Office? I know, why, your relative?" Zhao Chongshan said with a smile.

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, our family has no relatives in Xin'an. That's right, Uncle Zhao, I have something to ask for help. It has something to do with Zhang Jianguo. Do you think it's convenient?"

As he said that, Zhang Kun made a sensation and described the phone.

After hearing Zhang Kun's words, Zhao Chongshan smiled, and then responded without thinking: "I understand, I have a little idea. When do you need it, just call me directly."

"Oh, OK, then I'll trouble you, Uncle Zhao." Zhang Kun hurriedly thanked.

Zhao Chongshan laughed and said, "We still talk about this?"

After saying that, the two chatted for a few more times and made an appointment to go to Zhao Chongshan’s house for dinner one day, then hung up the phone.

After confirming that Zhao Chongshan was fine, Zhang Kun took a last look at the little fox lying on the grave and eating eggs, and then called Zhang Yuande down the mountain.

...

In the afternoon, Xin'an City, a newly built farmer and vegetable market.

This place is located in the suburbs of Xin'an City, but it is close to several residential communities of family members. Therefore, even in the afternoon, there are still many housewives buying groceries coming in and out.

Zhang Kun and Zhang Yuande were guarding the entrances and exits of the agricultural and vegetable market.

At this time, Zhang Kun was wearing a dark green Taoist robe, a yellow crown on his head, and a ten-sided shoes on his feet, dressed in Taoist priest costume.

Zhang Kun walked through this Taoist robe for a long time before he found a newly built Taoist temple in Xin'an and bought it. It cost him 800 yuan. Not only did he die, but he was a little bigger and did not look good.

However, some necessary props were still needed for Zhang Kun’s later work. In addition to this Taoist robe, Zhang Kun also asked for a few yellow talismans from the Taoist temple and then bought some phosphorus powder.

In other words, there is nothing in the Taomu Sword Temple, otherwise Zhang Kun would have planned to get another match.

This is the case, you must do the full set.

"It's almost done. Since I moved here, the old woman has come to the vegetable market to buy evening dishes around this afternoon, and it should be almost here." Zhang Yuande said softly.

After saying that, Zhang Kun waited for another ten minutes. Zhang Yuande suddenly greeted Zhang Kun and looked at an old woman walking in at the door of the vegetable market.

The old man looked about 60 years old, with white hair and silver hair, few age spots on his face, and not very obvious wrinkles. He looked amiable person, but there was not much smile on his face at this time.

She is the wife of Zhang Yuande, He Qiulan, who has accompanied Zhang Yuande for the rest of her life.

After stepping into the vegetable market, He Qiulan did not stop and walked straight to the innermost point. She walked all the way. Although there was no smile on her face, there was not much sorrow in general.

Zhang Kun could understand this. Although Zhang Yuande passed away for only more than a month, the dead were gone in the end, and the living people still had to continue living.

When He Qiulan came in, Zhang Kun did not step forward, but continued to wait silently. More than ten minutes later, when He Qiulan walked out of the vegetable market, Zhang Kun put on a Taoist robe and walked over.

Zhang Kun walked to He Qiulan, Zhang Kun bowed a little, and then said, "Hello, Wuliang Tianzun, this old lady, I wonder if I can disturb you for two minutes?"

He Qiulan stood still, looked at Zhang Kun, then looked at the pedestrians on both sides, and then said softly: "Hello, Taoist Master, don't know what's going on?"

"I just saw the old lady facing me. Has a relative passed away recently at the old lady's house?" Zhang Kun asked.

He Qiulan glanced at Zhang Kun, thought about it but didn't hide it, and nodded: "My husband passed away a month ago."

Zhang Kun apologized slightly: "Old Madam, sorry, it's not that Xiao Dao insists on mentioning the old lady's pain, but Xiao Dao Temple faces the old lady, and some words are really uneasy when she doesn't say."

He Qiulan's face remained unchanged, and she just said softly: "What can Taoist Master teach me?"
Chapter completed!