When Hu Fei returned to the city after inspecting the Tianmen Mountain Glass Plank Road Project, it was already past twelve o'clock in the morning. It was too late, so he didn't go to the canteen to eat. He just found a restaurant for lunch and went straight back home.
Next, Hu Fei was busy for a few more days, until Friday afternoon, Song Pingfan came in excitedly to report that the glass plank road project had passed the quality inspection.
"Mayor, when do you think it will be put into operation?"
Song Pingfan took a puff of cigarette, raised his head and glanced at Hu Fei, with excitement on his face.
"Let's make it next week."
Hu Fei thought for a while and said, "I'll call Secretary Wang right now to see if he has any ideas about coming to take a look. In addition, the scenic spot must make arrangements."
"Yes, yes, I have explained it carefully to the scenic spot."
Song Pingfan nodded, "I think it is necessary to close the scenic spot for a few hours and let Secretary Wang go to the glass wall to see it before opening it again?"
"Well, that's fine, but the scenic area needs to do a good job in persuading tourists and do the work carefully."
Hu Fei nodded, "Secretary Wang's security work is of great importance, and all work must be done as carefully as possible."
After saying that, Hu Fei picked up his cell phone and flipped to Secretary Wang Maoliang's cell phone number and dialed, "Director Song, hello, I am Hu Fei from Wuling City."
"Hello, Mayor Hu, are you okay?"
"Director Song, it's like this. Secretary Wang told me last time that he would come and take a look at our glass bridge on Tianmen Mountain after it is completed. Today the glass bridge has been successfully accepted. Do you want to know when Secretary Wang can come?
One trip?”
Hu Fei smiled into the microphone.
"Mayor Hu, please wait a moment, I'll ask the boss."
"Okay, then I'll trouble Director Song."
Hu Fei smiled.
After a while, Song Qi's voice sounded on the phone, "Mayor Hu, the boss wants to talk to you."
"Hu Fei, I heard from Xiao Song that your glass bridge is completed?"
"Secretary Wang, it has completely passed the inspection and acceptance today. I am preparing to invite you to come and take a look. This is the first glass bridge in our country. I will ask you to leave your calligraphy treasure when the time comes."
Hu Fei smiled into the microphone and said, "This is not something I ask for personally, but a request on behalf of the more than one million people in Wuling."
"You kid, okay, let's not talk about calligraphy or not. Let's do this. I'm going to Yiyang next Monday, and I'll go to Wuling on Monday night."
Wang Maoliang's laughter rang out from the microphone.
"Secretary Wang, then we, the more than one million cadres and masses in Wuling, are eagerly awaiting your arrival."
Hu Fei chuckled.
"Okay, don't always make excuses for your more than one million cadres and masses, that's it."
After that, the phone was hung up.
"Mayor Ping Ping, Secretary Wang said he would come to Wuling for inspection next Tuesday."
Hu Fei threw his phone on the table, "By the way, go and report to Secretary Li. The municipal committee will definitely make arrangements for Secretary Wang's inspection."
Since Wang Maoliang became the top leader of the Provincial Party Committee, he has only been to Wuling once, and it was not during work. Now that he has officially come to inspect the work, how can the Provincial Party Committee not pay attention to it?
"Well, I'll report to Secretary Li right away."
Song Pingfan nodded, turned around and strode out.
After processing the official documents, Hu Fei saw that it was almost time and prepared to go to the train station. During the road construction period, he had become accustomed to taking the train back to Baisha.
As soon as Hu Fei left the office building and got into the car, his cell phone rang.
"Honey, why are you willing to call me today?"
Hu Fei smiled into the microphone.
"Husband, hurry, hurry, take the children back to Beijing, grandpa is dying!"
Hu Fei's hand holding the phone trembled, like a thunderclap. The only words in his mind were the words "Grandpa is dying." He didn't hear a word of the rest of what Qian Xiaomei said, and tears burst out of his eyes.
Qin Xiaoyong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was startled. He knew that Hu Fei was a very strong person, but now he was actually crying. Something big must have happened!
"Husband, husband..."
Qian Xiaomei's anxious voice sounded from the phone.
Hu Fei was awakened by Qian Xiaomei's voice, "Honey, I understand. I'll get on the train right away. I'll see if there is any plane flying to Beijing tonight. If not, we will take the train back to Beijing."
"It's better to take the train. It's safe and you can still sleep on the train."
Qian Xiaomei said softly on the other side of the phone.
"Okay, then I'll take the train back to Beijing. Don't be sad. It's normal for the old man to have reached this age..."
Hu Fei comforted Qian Xiaomei for a few words and hung up the phone.
This time, Hu Fei was not in the mood to understand the sentiments of the people while taking the train. All he could think about was the old man's haggard face. Although he acted very calmly when comforting Qian Xiaomei, he was actually more sad than Qian Xiaomei in his heart.
After the old man knew his identity, he could have let him go back to Beijing to work, so that both the grandfather and the grandson could enjoy the happiness of a family.
But for the sake of his future, the old man just left him in Jiangnan Province to polish his career, and also had high hopes for him, but the top chair was not so easy to sit on.
When Hu Fei returned to Yujingyuan, it was almost ten o'clock, and he didn't care about eating. Fortunately, he notified Hu Laifu in advance and bought a soft sleeper box. Yu Chunlan also packed food for him and took it to the train.
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"Dad, Mom, you go back and rest. I will call back if anything happens."
Hu Fei waved to Hu Laifu and his wife, and took the children into the taxi.
When the train arrived at Beijing West Station, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. Hu Fei led the children out of the train and saw Qian Xiaomei standing on the platform, the breeze fluttering her skirt. She was very beautiful, but
Her face was haggard and her eyes were red and swollen, which ruined her beauty.
"Mom, mom, don't cry, don't cry!"
Xiaofeng'er was the most beloved by Qian Xiaomei, and she was the most affectionate with her. The little girl threw herself into Qian Xiaomei's arms and raised her hand to wipe her tears.
"Xiao Feng'er, mom is not crying. Do you listen to your grandparents at home?"
Qian Xiaomei picked up Xiao Feng'er, kissed her on the face, and glanced at Hu Fei, "Hubby, let's go, mother is still waiting at home."
Seeing the three little guys clustered around Qian Xiaomei, chattering, they didn’t know why they were returning to Beijing this time, but when they saw their mother, they started chattering excitedly, just like little birds in spring.
, they are the hope of the future.
The old will eventually pass away, and the young will grow up. This is the way of nature. The old man is leaving, but the children have grown up. This is how a person's life should be spent in family love.
Hearing Qian Xiaomei's words, Hu Fei nodded, held one of his sons in one hand and followed Qian Xiaomei towards the exit of the station.