But Xiaohua's family had his appearance that day, Xue's family seemed to be in the whole Yuri Village. The dilapidated house and beds at home had been renovated and turned into three houses with big red bricks and tiles. There were two fat pigs in the circle and chickens and ducks in the yard. Xue Xiang was happy to see it.

When Xue Xiang arrived, Xiaohua was naturally the happiest. She had a good time with her best uncle. When lunch was about to happen, Su Quan, deputy mayor of Chengguan Town, came. Speaking of Mayor Su, who was no one else, was the first Mayor Su who received County Mayor Xue in front of Yuli Village that day. Since knowing about Xue Xiang’s relationship with Xiaohua’s family that day, Su Quan has arranged a lot for Xiaohua’s family, not only helped to divide the fertile land, but also made the brick and tiles courtyard. This time, he was always there to catch up with Xue Xiang.

Xue Xiang naturally saw Su Quan's actions. He did not reject Su Quan's efforts to curry favor with him. Sometimes, the official ecology is like this, and he would not argue with these details. After Xiaohua's lunch, she drank several cups of tea before she got up to say goodbye. Although Xiaohua was pestering her, she couldn't resist Li Xiulian's fried pork with bamboo shoots. Xue Xiang also liked this little girl very much and made an appointment to see her again next year, and then she made a big stride.

After leaving Xiaohua's house, Xue Xiang did not go anywhere else. He led Chu Chaohui to walk slowly along the Huangfeng Mountain Range. After three or four hours, he reached the foot of Changbai Mountain.

At this moment, the sky is about to dusk, and the vast Changbai Mountain is covered with snow. Although the scenery is spectacular, I feel tired of it after watching it for a long time.

"County magistrate, go back. If you don't leave, it will be cold and the white hair wind will be even worse. Maybe you will get sick. I see that you are dressing lightly. At that time, it will be troublesome if you catch a cold. You will have to go to Huayuan to catch the train tomorrow."

Chu Zhaohui really admired the physique of County Magistrate Xue. Not only did he wear a thick three-layer felt, but his wife had her wool trousers and jackets inside. But even so, standing at the wind at the foot of the mountain, the white-haired wind blew, and she still felt ventilated everywhere and was cold all over. But County Magistrate Xue in front of him was getting a shirt inside and a Zhongshan suit outside. The collar was still half open, and her whole body was blown to smoke. She had a blushing complexion, and there was no sign of chill.

"Let's go, I'm just where I am excited. I want to come and see Changbai Mountain in Chuanyu. If you have any fun, go back!" After sighing, Xue Xiang suddenly said, "Chaohui, what do you think our county is developing?"

Chu Zhaohui knew that his leader had worked hard these days to eat soil and drink yellow springs, in order to solve the development difficulties of Xiaoshan County. However, Xiaoshan County is located at the easternmost end of Liaodong, almost the border area of ​​the Republic. Although it is surrounded by mountains and seas, Tiandang Mountain has blocked the Bohai Bay. It is a delusion to develop the port transportation economy, which is exactly the same as the water. Xiaoshan County is located closer to the sea, but its development is far behind the roots of Liangang City, an economic center in the province.

There is almost no heavy industry in Xiaoshan County, which is very rare in the northeast, which is known as the concentration camp of old industrial bases. However, Xi wants to develop the forest economy from other backing counties and cities in the northeast, but Sanbao and Xiaoshan County are broken away from the northeast. It is precisely because Xiaoshan County does not rely on mountains and does not rely on water to gain water that it has become a famous poor county in the entire Liaodong and even the entire Republic. At present, County Mayor Xue wants to change the poverty-stricken appearance of Xiaoshan County by his own efforts, which is tantamount to climbing to the sky alone.

Chu Chaohui became obsessed with a thought and said nothing for a long time. Xue Xiang saw it without any blame. He knew how harsh this problem was. He traveled all over Xiaoshan County, and what he saw was really a waste of waste, devastated and poor. If the problem of Xiaoshan County was really easy to solve, there would be no fewer talented people in Liaodong. How could they not come up with good prescriptions or solutions?

Thinking of the trap, Xue Xiang felt depressed. Suddenly, a gust of wind and waves broke out on the top of the mountain, making the snow fields like seas. In an instant, countless snow waves blew down from the top of the mountain, rolling and gathering, and in a moment they turned into wind and thunder, rumbling and rumbling. Huge waves came. The thoughtful Chu Zhaohui changed color in horror and wanted to run away, but was pulled by Xue Xiang. Soon, the thunder on the top of the mountain fell down, and with a bang, it hit the two of them, stirring countless snowflakes, but it did not hit the two of them at all.

It turned out that the only layer of floating snow was blowing on the top of the mountain. The sound was terrifying, but it was really obvious and it dispersed with one blow.

Hahaha……

Pulling Chu Chaohui out of the snow mist, Xue Xiang suddenly burst into laughter, his heart suddenly disappeared, and he said loudly: "I carry a sword, not to see the mountain!"

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Speaking of Sijiu City, there are tall archways, the world-famous Red Flag Square, the Palace Museum, the Great Hall of the People, and even the Great Wall, and several famous mountains. However, these thousands of scenery and thousands of styles, Xue Xiang loves the Haizi in Sijiu City. Whether it is Nanhaizi or Beihaizi, Sijiu City is considered vivid and vivid with it.

Speaking of this seazi, its water is living water, otherwise it will not nourish the people at the foot of the imperial city. As for where the source of this live water comes from, Xue Xiang is not very clear, and he does not plan to survey and explore. After all, if you have too much exploration, people will sometimes get tired. At this moment, he just wants to stand quietly for a while, stand quietly at the door of his house, watching the tributaries of the seazi in front of the door flow through the winter, rushing happily, waving the filth, washing away the decay, and then hitting the raised pebbles, passing by, and the fun is natural.

It was February 6, 1980, on the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month in 1979. After one and a half days, Xue Xiang finally rushed back from the far north of his motherland to this hometown where he raised him. The poet said that "the feeling of being close to the hometown is even more timid, and he dared not ask for the people coming" did not happen to Xue Xiang, but he felt a little emotional. Although he had only been away from the capital for six months, he always felt friendly when he arrived in front of the door and wanted to look at the home completely inside and out.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Xue Xiang stopped in front of the door and watched carefully. Suddenly, a few tiger roars suddenly appeared. Soon, he saw a snow-white shadow running out of the gate dozens of meters away. The shadow came very fast. After a moment, he got closer and rubbed. The white shadow jumped ten meters away, and it was more than three meters away. He hit Xue Xiang's body, rubbed it and jumped onto his shoulder. What was it if it was Xiaobai.

Xiaobai was licking Xue towards his shoulders, and he kept licking his face with his scarlet tongue. Suddenly, two thin claws were stretched out to grab his hair. One person and one tiger played for a while. After a while, the door was opened again. Without a figure, he heard the shouts from the door, "Let me come..."

At the end of the sound, a purple man came from the crack of the door. The man was 1.34 meters tall, shoulder-length short hair was very straight, and his forehead was covered with neat bangs. His delicate face became more and more exquisite. He was wearing a small purple coat that was knee-length, and the thin fur on the collar was like a wave. It looked like a good sable fur collar. He tied a pink armed belt around his waist, which made him hold his waist in a tight grip. He was a pair of small big-headed leather shoes under his feet, rubbing and running very fast.

Xue Xiang saw the little man and smiled so hard that his face was blooming. He strode forward. One big and one small, two figures jumped at a distance of more than ten meters. This was a trick that the little man used to. She didn't jump high and naturally landed very fast. Who else could catch her except Xue Xiang at a distance of more than ten meters? Sure enough, the moment the little man's body fell to the ground, Xue Xiang's big hand was copied, and when he shook his wrist, he copied the little man's body into his arms.

"Little baby, you're heavy!"

Xue Xiang weighed the little guy in his arms and felt much heavier.

"Wrong, I'm growing taller!"

The little man smiled proudly and wanted to crawl towards Xue Xiang's shoulders, but just after he struggled, he found that his slightly grown body could not sit on the shoulders of the big guy no matter what. He glanced at Xiaobai who was sitting on Xue Xiang's shoulders. The joy on the little guy's face immediately darkened, but his little thoughts were a little envious of Xiaobai's never growing up. He grew up day by day, but he could never sit back on the shoulders of the big guy and treated him as a horse. He thought, if he was a little older, he would probably not let the big guy hold him like this. If he was a little older, he might never sleep with everyone...

The little guy felt sadder the more he thought about it. After a while, his clear eyes were filled with water vapor. I was afraid that he would shed tears after staying for a while. Xue Xiang really knew this little girl very much. He could even feel that he was not just a big brother, a parent, or even a father, or even a mother in a sense. He knew that the little guy was attached to him, and the attachment to his parents was far stronger than that of ordinary children. This naturally had the shadow of losing his father in childhood, but it was more due to his omnipotence and omnipotence to doting on the little guy.

This kind of pampering really gave the little guy an unparalleled sense of security, but it was this kind of pampering that made the little guy feel particularly insecure. At this moment, she was worried that she would not be able to get close to her when she grew up, and immediately felt extremely uneasy, which led to strong negative emotions, which brought tears to her eyes.

But Xue Xiang understood the reason, hugged her little body, and kept stroking her back. Suddenly, she pulled open the zipper of the suitcase and pulled out a piggy bank with a cute piggy model. She shook it gently for a few seconds. Immediately, there was a jingle sound. When the little guy saw the piggy bank, he raised his eyes a little, and then turned his head. Obviously, this kind of gadget could no longer arouse her interest.

But how could Xue Xiang tease her with simple things and laughed: "Guess who made this and what is in it?"

The little guy rolled his eyes, sniffed his nose lightly, and said with a crisp voice: "It must be made by Sister Xia, and it contains coins."
Chapter completed!