4-37 The younger brother is the No. 1 leader of the Provincial Party Committee
The man on TV, whether it is his figure, face, or even his slightly bald hairstyle, is very close to Principal Lao Wang of Chenguang Children's Middle School. Strictly speaking, he is more like a younger version of Principal Lao Wang. Could it be that this person is the old principal?
Principal Wang’s younger brother or nephew?
Liu Ziguang was secretly surprised, but he didn't show it on his face at all. Looking at Mayor Zhou, staring at the TV with all his attention, not missing any detail, Liu Ziguang suddenly understood that this leader must be the key figure in charge of life and death.
, otherwise Zhou Zhongda would not pay so much attention to it.
After dinner, Jiang Xueqing asked Liu Ziguang to play chess with Mayor Zhou again. Liu Ziguang understood that he wanted to develop himself into Mayor Zhou's chess friend. Although he was not familiar with this game, he had played against many famous players.
I'm sure I won't disappoint Mayor Zhou too much, and seeing that Mayor Zhou is eager to give it a try, I might as well have a chat with him.
But what was disappointing was that the phone rang. Mayor Zhou picked up the handheld extension placed in the living room and looked at it. His expression immediately became serious, he apologized to everyone, and walked into the study to answer the phone.
It didn't matter. They played for a full hour. During this time, Mrs. Zhou even brought tea in. When the door opened, she could see Mayor Zhou sitting at the desk, holding a pen in his hand and seemed to be drawing something on a notebook.
He looks very focused."
"Old Zhou, I work day and night and even forget about the guests. I'm so sorry." Mrs. Zhou said apologetically.
Liu Ziguang looked at the clock and saw that it was getting late, so he winked at Jiang Xueqing, who understood, got up and said, "Godmother, let's go back first and come back to play tomorrow."
Mrs. Zhou felt quite embarrassed that they had given such an expensive gift, and she pretended to tell Mayor Zhou. Jiang Xueqing refused, saying that it could not affect Mayor Zhou's work, so Mrs. Zhou just went with the flow and walked them to the door in person.
, the host and guest said goodbye warmly.
In the elevator, Jiang Xueqing, who was still chatting and laughing, suddenly fell silent. When she got downstairs, she said something nonsense to Liu Ziguang: "It's not easy for her to treat Wan Wan well."
After saying that, Jiang Xueqing flicked her short hair to her ears and left without looking back. The real estate agent at the gate of Jinguancheng ran to the intersection and stopped a taxi for Jiang Xueqing. Jiang Da anchor got in the car and left Juechen.
Go and leave Liu Ziguang where he is. He murmurs in his heart: Could it be that the whole world knows about Li Wan and me?
When he returned to Li Wan's house and narrated what happened and mentioned Jiang Xueqing's abnormal behavior, Li Wan smiled and said generously: "I revealed it to her."
Liu Ziguang's eyes widened and he looked puzzled. Li Wan explained straightforwardly: "My relationship with Jiang Xueqing is very good, but it's not good enough to share a man, so I gave up her idea in advance."
, that’s it, Xue Qing is a measured person and won’t talk nonsense everywhere.”
Liu Ziguang suddenly realized that women, women, are extremely selfish emotionally. Even the most reasonable woman would not give in on such a matter. With Li Wan's shrewdness, I am afraid that even Wei Ziqian's abnormality could be seen.
Well, Li Wan may even have investigated everything about Liu Ziguang, including Fang Fei.
Suddenly, Liu Ziguang felt like a small snail being held firmly in Mr. Li's hand with three fingers.
"You are not allowed to go home tonight. I want to hear the details of Mayor Zhou's home furnishings and his specific reactions so that I can help you analyze it." Li Wan said arrogantly and walked into the bedroom and bathroom to brush his teeth.
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The next day was Saturday, and Liu Ziguang specially invited a few students, including Deng Miaofan, the precious son of old Brother Deng. The little boy is already the pride of Chenguang Children's Middle School and will represent Jiangbei City in the National Mathematical Olympiad competition in the spring.
Woolen cloth.
Teacher Liu led a group of students, riding bicycles with brooms, rags, and buckets, to the original factory cadre dormitory near Chenguang Zidi Middle School. This is a tube building built in the early 1980s, with red brick exterior walls.
Cheng, the trees downstairs are towering, quiet and tidy, a dozen bicycles are parked quietly in the carport, the seats are already packed with dust, and there is still snow from more than ten days ago on the roof of the carport.
The arrival of the students brought fresh vitality and laughter to the Tongzi Building. Liu Ziguang led the students to clean every corner of the dormitory building and wipe the stair handrails. Of course, the focus of hygiene was the home of Principal Wang. The students ran in diligently
Running out, there was constant laughter and laughter, and Principal Wang couldn't help but feel happy while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
Liu Ziguang brought two unmarked cigarettes over and told Principal Lao Wang that they were cigarettes made from scraps inside the cigarette factory and were extremely cheap. Principal Lao Wang accepted them with a smile. He was a big smoker and couldn't run out of cigarettes all the time.
However, his salary was so low that he couldn't bear to smoke good cigarettes, so he could only smoke low-quality cigarettes worth two or three yuan a pack. Now that Liu Ziguang was sending cheaper food and grass, how could he not smile?
Of course Principal Lao Wang didn't know that these cigarettes were a special gift obtained by Liu Ziguang from internal channels. The allocation price was only thirty-five yuan a box, and the market price would scare the average wealthy person to death.
Principal Lao Wang's wife passed away early, and several of his children have moved out. A lonely old man lives in a house of less than 60 square meters. It is dark and damp. The furniture was purchased in the 1980s. It is bulky and heavy. It is the largest house in the house.
There are books, not only on the bookshelf, but also on the desk, sofa, bedside table, bed, and even on the floor. It can be described as overwhelming and vast.
Published a huge amount of books, as well as a large number of wine bottles and cigarette boxes. Principal Lao Wang was very good at smoking and drinking, but he didn’t care much about food and clothing. There were only Chinese cabbage, noodles, and hot sauce bottles in the kitchen. When the old man was hungry, he would
He eats noodles by himself without even seeing any meat. Perhaps for him, spiritual food is far more important than meat.
In the closet, there were old Chinese tunic suits from those few years that were probably quite old. When I took them out and shook them in the sunshine, the room was covered with dust. The bed was even more miserable. There was oil on the pillow cover. The quilt had not been removed and washed for a long time. The bed
The bottom is also filled with rattan boxes, and you don’t need to think about it to know that they are all filled with books.
Liu Ziguang looked bitterly, took out a cigarette and lit it for Principal Wang, and said: "Old Principal is really poor, and we really can't live in this Huaju."
Principal Lao Wang chuckled: "This is a line from Fan Jinzhong's chapter in The Scholars. What's the matter? Do you still have three rooms with three rooms available for me to live in?"
Liu Ziguang said: "I don't have a house, but it is necessary to clean it." After that, he glanced at the male students and felt that these careless guys were really embarrassing, so he said: "Deng Miaofan, let the diligent and neat people in the class do their best."
The female students called a few over."
Now Deng Miaofan is not only a child prodigy in the hearts of teachers, but also the idol of girls. As soon as he called, the girls rushed over immediately, bringing their own brooms, rags and dry food to help Principal Wang clean the house thoroughly.
"You girls, please don't take off the old principal's Piao Tian Literature. Just sweep the dust away." Liu Ziguang sat on the broken sofa and pointed.
Principal Lao Wang was also sitting on the sofa, smoking one cigarette after another, and his eyes were bent when he smiled: "Be good, children. Later, the principal will treat you to dinner."
Liu Ziguang joked: "Old principal, do you serve noodles to the children?"
Principal Lao Wang lit a cigarette and said, "How can I do that? I'll invite everyone to a restaurant."
The room was filled with laughter, and the female students carefully cleaned every corner. A girl took out an old picture frame from the corner of the desk and wiped it with a handkerchief. Liu Ziguang's eyes lit up, and he went over to take the frame and look at it.
The photo is in black and white. The dress and mental outlook of the person in the photo seem to be from the 1960s and 1970s. A young man wearing glasses should be Principal Lao Wang. Standing next to him is his lover, a simple female worker, on the chair in the middle.
It was a kind-faced old lady, and a young man with eyebrows very similar to Principal Wang stood on one side, looking a little reserved.
"Old principal, who is this? Does it look like you?" Liu Ziguang asked, pointing to the photo.
Principal Lao Wang took the frame, smoked a cigarette and squinted at the person in the photo, sighed and said, "That's my brother."
"Oh, I didn't hear that you have a younger brother."
"It's a long story. This brother and I are not from the same mother. Before liberation, my father was an underground party member. He gave birth to me while he was presiding over work in Jiangbei City. Later, he was arrested by the Kuomintang and there is no news about it. I was killed by my mother.
I was raised by one person. When I heard about my father again, it was already in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. My father had become a deputy minister, reorganized the family, and had a second child."
"What happened next? You finally met again." Liu Ziguang asked.
"Yes, during this period, my father was beaten and fought to death. My younger brother followed his last words and came to Jiangbei City to join me as the older brother. After all, it was a matter of flesh and blood. Life was very difficult at that time. My younger brother had no food plan, and there was no food plan.
When I was growing healthy, my mother contracted edema and died of edema in order to save food exports... Later, after the chaos was restored and the college entrance examination was resumed, the factory happened to give me a place, so I gave the place to him..."
When narrating these past events, Principal Lao Wang did not use any strong emotional language, but from these plain words, Liu Ziguang could hear the selfless motherly love and deep brotherhood. Principal Lao Wang and his family were very proud of this younger brother.
After paying so much, the mother saved food from her teeth to feed her ex-husband's son, the elder brother gave the opportunity to change his destiny to his younger brother, and the deceased sister-in-law, looking at her simple and unpretentious face,
She must also be a virtuous woman.
There is nothing more touching than a family living together through those difficult times.
"Then, what will happen after your brother is admitted to college?" Liu Ziguang asked tirelessly, like a reporter digging for material.
"He was admitted to Peking University. After graduation, he was sent abroad to study for six years. Later, he joined the overseas agency of a Chinese-funded organization, and then a ministry of the central government. He has been very busy at work."
"Do you keep in touch regularly?"
"There is correspondence."
It seems that there is a clue. Liu Ziguang asked the last question: "Is your brother's surname Zheng, his name is Zheng Jeff?"
Principal Lao Wang was stunned and even forgot to smoke: "Xiao Liu, how do you know? I take my mother's surname, and my brother takes his father's surname, so my name is Zheng Jeff."
Liu Ziguang sighed in his heart, what a shame, old principal, old principal, your brother has become the top leader of the provincial party committee and you don’t know yet.