Chapter two hundred and seventy-four talk about questions and answers
As soon as the sky cleared, Cheng Xiaoyu opened his eyes. He was used to some kind of biological clock, and he woke up when he felt Pei Pei hanging on his body. He was no longer in the military camp, and he was no longer an irregular soldier undergoing training.
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Half a month is not a long time, not a short time. The training requirements of the four instructors A, B, C and D are very strict, and the mandatory training makes Cheng Xiaoyu look like half a soldier.
I rubbed my head. The smell that passed through the quaint courtyard in the early morning was very refreshing. There was a coolness in the house that I couldn't feel in urban housing. I got up gently from the bed. The cigarette I had smoked in the morning had already been used during more than half a month of training.
Quit and put on clothes. Pei Pei was very careful. The two of them almost never came back from Beijing. But in the room reserved by the old man, Pei Pei still prepared several sets of underwear and outerwear, put on sportswear and walked to the courtyard.
In the middle of the city, you can breathe a rare and fresh breath. In the international metropolis, there are many high-rise buildings. It is rare to have this old-style courtyard house. People living here will feel the rare urban leisure.
The old man has not gotten up yet, but at his age, he is rather lethargic. Cheng Xiaoyu stretched his waist. The security personnel in the yard had already gotten up. When they saw Cheng Xiaoyu, they nodded and said hello, opened the door and walked out. Every morning for a period of time
It’s all five kilometers, and I’m not used to it without running. I ran a few laps in the deserted streets. The distance of one street separated the noise and silence. On the opposite side, Northeastern breakfasts such as bean juice and fried dough sticks were in full swing, and there was a lot of traffic and people. New Year’s Eve
On the morning of New Year's Eve, there is no shortage of elderly people going out for a walk. They have become accustomed to this pace of life, and the same is true for selling things. Life is difficult and they have to go out to work on New Year's Eve in order to make more money.
After breaking out in a sweat, Cheng Xiaoyu finished his five-kilometer morning run with a sprint. He took a hundred yuan with him and thought about it and bought some soy milk and fried dough sticks. It is not harmful to the body to eat unhealthy things occasionally.
When they came back, both Mr. Pei and Pei Pei got up. Pei Pei was accompanying Mr. Pei for morning exercises in the courtyard. Looking at the things Cheng Xiaoyu was carrying, the old man smiled and said, "I haven't eaten this for a long time. Daewoo, here it is."
I'm going to buy a bowl of soy milk, I'm not used to drinking soy milk anymore."
"Chief..." Full-time medical staff are taking care of Mr. Pei around the clock. This kind of fried food is the most taboo.
"It doesn't matter. The bones in the body are full of nutrients and beneficial things. It's not good. If you take it for a long time, you will become ill." Mr. Pei waved his hand. Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and ran out to buy a bowl of bean juice for the old man. Aren't people from the capital very fond of it?
An accurate measure is to drink soy juice, the taste of which is simply unbearable to most people.
The old man was in good spirits, and his descendants began to arrive one after another. First came the third or fourth generation children, many of whom Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't even name. He didn't know whether it was because his ancestors' Meng Yin was too comfortable or something. The entire Pei family
No one in the third generation of the system is outstanding. Compared with young people like Li Yuhang, Ma Shengnan, and Suo Minmin, a group of people headed by Jia Haiyang are at most on the same level as Liu Jun. They all work in large state-owned enterprises or companies.
It's the idle work in the party and government agencies below, and a few people in the ups and downs shopping malls are still eating from the same pot. It can be said that there is no leader who can fully stand up. Cheng Xiaoyu is very puzzled by this.
The second generation was very good, but the third generation was much bleaker.
They are all busy with their own affairs. Everyone is used to it when not everyone comes together for the Chinese New Year every year. Perhaps the old man is still alive to maintain this established habit. Once the old man is gone one day, this big family may be completely destroyed.
It fell apart. At least Pei Jianjun and Pei Yuejin had no intention of standing up.
Pei Yuejin and his wife arrived in the capital at noon. They all knew that Mr. Pei was getting older. During the Chinese New Year, several provincial leaders took the initiative to put Pei Yuejin on duty at the back of the schedule so that he could spend the New Year with the old man. Pei Yuejin today
I came over after attending a group worship event for veteran cadres in the province in the morning. When there were more people, it became a bit noisy. Everyone gathered in various courtyards. Most young people went out in groups. They were too restrained at home. Pei Pei also followed his sisters.
They went shopping, but Cheng Xiaoyu declined Jia Haiyang's invitation and stayed at home. It was not that he was unsociable, but that after he found his own answer, he wanted to talk to Pei Yuejin about something.
After lunch, the old man was in good condition. It happened that his second son-in-law, Lin Guangnan, also came over from southern Yunnan. The four of them sat in a room. The aroma of tea was flowing, and the atmosphere in the room was very good. The old man squinted his eyes and drank a cup occasionally.
Tea, spent most of the time rubbing the perverse penis with his fingers, Pei Yuejin and Lin Guangnan's brother-in-law chatting about some governance policies, Pei Jianjun still has a few formal activities, and will not be back until evening. Cheng Xiaoyu listened in a fog and was responsible for making tea.
When it comes to pouring water, don't underestimate such a job. Whenever the younger generation of the Pei family has some pursuits, they always want to climb this big tree to do something.
"Uncle Pei, is there something wrong with me in Chuncheng?" With no room left, Cheng Xiaoyu asked his questions without restraint. This was also the purpose of his stay, and he did not shy away from the old man and his second uncle Lin Guangnan.
"Why did you say that?" Pei Yuejin always treated Cheng Xiaoyu with an equal attitude, choosing himself instead of the son-in-law of the Pei family. This was his respect for Cheng Xiaoyu's pride, and at the same time, he always reminded Cheng Xiaoyu that such a
Choose one you will regret.
Lin Guangnan held the tea cup and drank slowly. He was restraining himself from smoking for the sake of the old man's health. He was also very curious about the son-in-law who would be the mainstay of the Pei family. He did not enter the temple, but he was treated as expected within the temple.
The few times we met, we only had a few brief conversations. We couldn't say that we knew each other, we could only say that we knew each other. However, the eldest brother-in-law Jia Ping and his brother-in-law Huang Qiang gave good comments. They were not handsome but excellent generals. There is another sentence:
For example, in troubled times, there is quite an ambition to expand the territory, and knowing people and doing them well is enough. This situation was a state of advantages in the past, but now it is a disadvantage. It is okay for such people to have no ambitions. The Pei family has ambitions and is above the temple.
It will be very dangerous. It is your ability to establish a dominant empire in the shopping mall. But as the future son-in-law of the Pei family, if a man has too much ambition, the Pei family will control and suppress him without anyone else taking action.
Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a while and lit a cigarette without passing it to the two elders. It was okay for a person in the room to smoke a cigarette every once in a while. He slowly said with disgust: "I am a pure grassroots and have never been exposed to this kind of thing."
I am in a similar environment, but people around me are advising me that rumors are far more comfortable than being a thorn in others' eyes. If I stay with you, Uncle Pei, I will at most be ridiculed for my incompetence and gnawing at my old age, but I can continue to stay in Spring City.
Then the successor will definitely think that this is what you meant, Uncle Pei, and even if it is not your intention, he will feel uncomfortable."
Pei Yuejin smiled, Lin Guangnan also laughed, Mr. Pei also opened his eyes, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, looking at Cheng Xiaoyu with loving eyes. The political wisdom and cultivation level of these three people, Cheng Xiaoyu's words were like a child asking his parents
Why is the sky blue? It's childish yet cute. I don't understand and am willing to ask and learn. This is my advantage.
Mr. Pei coughed, and said before Pei Yuejin: "Daewoo, your question is actually very profound. You don't know it yourself, you just accidentally asked the point."
The old man paused and threw the question back to Pei Yuejin. This second son was more suitable for development in the official career than anyone else. He was no longer a child who needed to be taught by himself, but was able to take charge of a party and have his own political ideas.
As a politician, all you can give him is some invisible help and a little bit of experience.
Pei Yuejin responded softly: "To be more serious, this is due to national conditions. I am not qualified to talk about uniforms and directions in a role like my own. Let's not talk about it like a mother-in-law. I will just talk about you."
Mr. Pei sat up straight and wanted to hear from his son. Lin Guangnan waited with a look of benefit, because he knew that his brother-in-law would definitely have something shocking to say.
"My existence is Pei Pei's glory, advantage, high starting point, and the capital of the old people. The second generation of rich officials, the second generation of officials, and the third generation of officials are using mainstream impact to ask the market to carve out a big enough cake for them.
The capital provided for them to enjoy is the existence of people like me. Even if we strictly require our children not to get involved in certain things, it will not solve the problem. They will be tempted by this and that, and they will be tempted by this and that.
If the pie falls in front of them, do they really not want to eat it?
For decades, there has been no answer to this question. On the surface, people are saying not to take it. It is poison, but in fact there are a few people who really don’t take it. The Internet and the media have been hyping up a few so-called rich people who cannot be on the stage all day long.
The matter of the second generation of acting officials is just a small fish and shrimp, which cannot solve the real problem. If you are in Chuncheng, Pei Pei will have to be in Chuncheng. The cake in Chuncheng can only have such a fixed share. It is time to completely divide you.
Should I exclude you from the scene, or should I endure the heartache and drag you in?
This is a question that has no solution for the time being. I don’t know if there will be a way to answer it in the future, but one thing I am sure of is that young people in this state are bound to be eliminated. The general trend of society will make people in various markets
The cake is getting smaller and smaller. When you don’t have enough food and clothing, no one will care about your so-called identity. People must choose to live by themselves first before they can consider whether to fight for a more generous life..."
Pei Yuejin talked a lot and quoted scriptures, which seemed a little off topic, but in fact everyone in the room was attracted by some hint in his words. The beholder sees the benevolence and the wise see the wisdom. What everyone heard was different, because Pei Yuejin
What Yue Jin was talking about was not a single incident. Cheng Xiaoyu could vaguely feel that there seemed to be a larger level in it, but he just couldn't understand it. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian ()
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