The next day, in the secretary's office in the provincial party committee compound, Qin Liang heard the secretary's words and quickly put down the documents he was organizing and walked into the office.
"Qin Liang, do you have any relatives in your family?"
"My family?" Qin Liang didn't know why his boss would ask such a question, but he still answered truthfully: "I have a brother and a sister."
"Qin Liang." The secretary looked at Qin Liang with a complicated look. After a while, he suddenly sighed, "You have a good brother."
It turned out that the man Qin Yu saw last night was the secretary in front of him. When he knew that Qin Yu was the brother of his most trusted subordinate, the man was a little curious, so he asked Qin Yu to find Qin Liang.
purpose.
"Everyone in the village knows that my brother has become a high official. The cadres in the village come to my house every day. Even some high officials from the town come often. I can't finish the food they give me in a year."
"I am not an official, just because my brother is an official, and those people keep giving me gifts. You can imagine how many people on my brother's side want to give him gifts."
"I came here to tell my brother that he must not take the wrong path. Although the Qin family is poor, the Qin family has never been scolded by anyone, but he must not be a corrupt official and be scolded by the common people."
"I know, I am a country boy who has never read a book. My brother must know these things better than me, but I am the eldest brother and my parents are gone. I have to come and remind my brother."
"In the past few years, my brother has given me a lot of money every year. There is nothing worth spending money on in the village, so I have saved it all. In addition, I have saved more than 100,000 myself. This time I
I came here to give this money to my brother, and I must not go into evil ways because of money."
…
Qin Liang didn't know how he walked out of the office, with a very complicated expression. Listening to the secretary's words, scenes of past events from childhood to adulthood emerged in his mind.
When I was a child, because I was growing tall but my family had no money to buy meat, my brother would go to the paddy fields with a flashlight at night to catch eels and then go to the market early in the morning to sell them.
When I was in junior high school, it cost several hundred yuan to buy tutoring books. I told my brother, but he didn't say anything at the time. On the third day, he gave him five hundred yuan.
Later, he learned that the five hundred yuan was earned by his brother who went to town to carry a coffin. Because the deceased died suddenly, most people did not dare to carry it, so the family had no choice but to raise the price.
Qin Liang also remembered that his brother came to school once a week to bring him some living expenses and food because he was in high school in the county.
Too many past events came to mind, but Qin Liang's eyes slowly turned red, because he found that he had forgotten these things in these years.
I, because I am afraid that others will know my origin, do not even dare to contact my brother. I only go back once or twice a year, each time alone, leaving thousands of dollars in a hurry.
Gone.
Think about it, my brother is only five or six years older than me, but he is already as old as if he is in his fifties.
And this is all because I still have a sister.
Thinking of this, Qin Liang could no longer bear it and walked into the office again, "Secretary, I would like to ask you for three days' leave."
"Go ahead, I'll give you a week's leave. Qin Liang, as someone who has been here, I want to remind you that you are a little kid who wants to take care of you but doesn't want to be kissed."
…
However, at the moment Qin Liang asked for leave from the secretary, on a highway in the provincial capital, a bus overturned due to an accident. The bus burst into flames, and all the more than 60 passengers on the bus were killed.
Caught in a live fire.
When Qin Liang and Qin Tian arrived at the fire scene, the fire in the entire scene had been extinguished, and most of the passengers in the car were sent to the hospital.
"Are you Qin Yu's relatives? Qin Yu is a hero. After the car overturned and caught fire, he saved the lives of ten passengers by himself. However, he did not expect that the car exploded in the end."
"Brother Qin is a good man. If it weren't for him, I would have been burned to death long ago." A young girl held Qin Liang's hand and cried.
The world was spinning for a while, and Qin Liang could no longer hear what the people around him were saying. He only felt that he had fainted.
Surprisingly...the secretary actually got it right.
The son wants to support but refuses to be loved. The eldest brother is like a father.
"elder brother!"
Qin Tian was shouting heartbreakingly from the side, while her husband was holding her tightly from the side.
In the end of this disaster, Qin Yu was named a hero who acted bravely for justice. However, for Qin Liang and Qin Tian, they would rather their brother not have this title.
Hometown, the old house of the Qin family.
There were only two brothers and sisters, Qin Liang and Qin Tian. The brother and sister stood in the narrow and dark room belonging to their eldest brother, saying nothing for a long time.
There are three houses in total, and they belong to the three brothers and sisters. However, their rooms are bright and clean.
"Second brother, it's been a long time since we have been in brother's room." Qin Tian said, "I dreamed about brother last night. In his dream, he asked me to educate Beibei well."
Beibei is Qin Tian’s daughter.
"Second brother, we are sorry brother."
The cry came out of Qin Tian's mouth again, and it was out of control. Qin Liang on the side also had tears in his eyes. He didn't regret it.
…
"What is family love? What is the use of such family love? It is better to cut it off and practice freely from now on, traveling between heaven and earth, free and unrestrained."
In the void space, Qin Yu's figure appeared, and at the same time, a voice also appeared in his ears.
Qin Yu said nothing, and after a long time, the space disappeared.
The next dream, the scene changes again!
In this dream, Qin Yu was a scholar, a scholar who had read the books of sages. In the end, he became famous and founded a school of thought.
In the fifth dream, Qin Yu transformed into a general and a god of murder. More than ten million soldiers died in his hands. In the end, he died under thunder.
In the sixth dream, Qin Yu was a monk, a monk with a heart as pure as a child and unstained by dust. He spent this life in enlightenment of Buddhism and finally transformed into a relic.
In the seventh dream, Qin Yu devoted herself to a brothel singing prostitute, and she was also a talented singing prostitute. She was favored by countless literati, and countless rich people spent huge sums of money just to win a beauty.
However, this life of Qin Yu was the shortest, and he died at the age of twenty-three.
The eighth dream, the ninth dream!
…
When the tenth dream comes, it is outside the realm of cloud dreams and within the underworld.
"What's going on? Why did the samsara path suddenly close?"
"Is there something wrong with the reincarnation path?"
"But with the Master of the Reincarnation Hall here, what problems can arise in the Reincarnation Path?"
Judge Cui and several giants of the underworld gathered at the Reincarnation Path, frowning and discussing.
"There are people who have been reincarnated for nine lives and will never enter the path of reincarnation." The voice of the master of the Reincarnation Hall suddenly sounded, and the next moment, the voice of the master of the Reincarnation Hall appeared in front of Judge Cui.
"Palace Master." Judge Cui and others shouted respectfully upon seeing this, and then Judge Cui asked: "Palace Master, where will you go if you don't enter reincarnation?"
"If he does not enter reincarnation, he will enter eternity."
PS: I went to Nanchang today and went to an Internet cafe to find a friend. The friend was playing League of Legends. Jiu Deng brought his notebook and was coding. Then I met a friend and saw Jiu Deng coding. He came over and took a look, and the result was the same.
I am my teacher’s book friend and we even took a photo together. What a fate! (To be continued)