Rebirth as an official

Hearing his father's praise, Li An wondered if he had heard it wrong. This was the first time his father had praised him.

When he was admitted to Qingchuan University, Li An excitedly told his father, but all he got in exchange was, "Not bad, but don't be proud."

Li Lin's face showed a proud smile, and after finishing his compliments, he said sincerely:

"Lee Ang, life will not be smooth sailing. Sometimes going through some hardships is not a bad thing. Looking back in the future, it will be a valuable asset."

"Don't have too much resentment for what you have experienced before. The dark things are only temporary. As a party member, you have to believe in the organization and cannot feel resentment just because of some setbacks. Do you understand?"

Li An smiled bitterly. Li An was also curious about why his father came back early to wait for him. It turned out that he was here to educate him.

"Dad, I know. I don't have any resentment." Li An said with a smile.

"Really?" Li Lin stared at Li An for a long time.

"Really." Li An nodded heavily.

"I don't care if you are true or false, even if you do, just hold it in. If I find out any of your outrageous behavior, be careful of your bad behavior." Li An was still a little worried and added.

Li An shrugged helplessly. His father really didn't trust him.

"Okay, let's go out. Your mother must be listening close to the door." Li Linqi said.

After Li Lin finished speaking, Li An heard the sound of slight footsteps, from near to far.

It must be that the mother heard what the father said and left quietly.

Li An couldn't help but laugh. His mother was so curious.

Na Wenyin, who returned to the kitchen, was confused at the moment. She didn't understand a word of the conversation between father and son just now.

The hardships, ups and downs, and resentments, the more I talked about them, the weirder they became. It sounded like my son had gone to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

When it was time to eat, Na Wenyin prepared a large table of delicious food. Li Lin was very excited and took out a bottle of wine.

Although Li An was feeling unwell, he still had two drinks with his father. As a result, just these two glasses of wine made Li An cough almost all night.

When he woke up the next day, Li An found that his father had not gone to work again. He was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, indicating that he was waiting for him.

"Dad, why didn't you go to work again?" Li An was very curious because his father, who had never been late, didn't go to work.

"Wash up and go to a place with me." Li Lin said.

"Where to go?" Li An asked.

"You'll know when we get there." Li Lin said calmly.

"Oh"

Li An responded and quickly washed up. His father was a veteran and was very particular about execution.

If Ang Lee is complaining, it will definitely be a burst of curses in less than 3 minutes.

In just 5 minutes, Li An washed up and followed his father downstairs.

Li An never expected that his father would take him to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

The room was quiet and filled with the aroma of medicine. The old Chinese doctor sat at the wooden table. His fingers gently rested on Li An's wrist and began to feel the pulse.

The old Chinese medicine doctor's face showed a focused and deep expression.

His fingers beat gently on Ang Lee's pulse like strings, and every touch was like a deep dialogue with life.

The world around him seemed to fall into silence.Only the occasional sound of wind blowing through the window mixed with the aroma of medicine in the room to form a unique melody.

After a few minutes, the old Chinese medicine doctor's face gradually became serious.He looked deeply at Li An and said, "Put your tongue out and let me take a look."

Li An obediently followed the instructions. After observing for a while, the old Chinese medicine doctor began to write the prescription on a piece of paper.

Li Lin asked with a worried look: "Mr. Zhong, how is my son?"

Mr. Zhong finished writing the prescription and handed it to Li Lin and said: "From the pulse, your son has internal stasis of blood and qi stagnation and pain. It should be caused by the recent external blow to the chest. However, this method is very special. There is no trauma but still It’s very harmful to the internal organs.”

After hearing this, Li Lin asked anxiously: "Can it be cured?"

"Don't panic, according to this prescription, boil three bowls of water into one bowl, three times a day, and come back for a review after a month." Mr. Zhong said calmly.

"Okay, okay. Thank you, Old Zhong." Li Lin left the room gratefully, then took the prescription and hurriedly took the prescription next to him and started filling it.

This was the first time that Li An saw his father caring about him so much. Perhaps the gap in his previous life was so deep that he did not feel his father's love.

After grabbing the medicine, the father and son were on their way back.

"Dad, how did you know I was injured?" Li An was curious about how his father knew about his physical condition.

"You coughed all night last night. Your mother didn't even sleep well. She called me to take you to see a doctor early in the morning." Li Lin said.

After a while, Li Linyou said: "Don't let your mother know about your illness. She will be worried. Just say that this medicine is used to regulate the body." Li Lin thought for a while and said.

"Okay." Li An nodded.

"Is Cai Xiangdong from the Procuratorate in charge of your case?" Li Lin asked again.

"Yes." Li An nodded again. It seemed that his father knew a lot about his affairs.

"Did he cause this injury?" Li Lin asked again.

"He didn't do anything." Li An thought for a moment and told the truth.

"Okay, I understand." Li Lin stopped talking after hearing this, but Li An could see the anger in his father's expression.

Li An didn't stay at home long. On the third day, he received a call from Tang Bochuan, asking him to go to the provincial capital, saying that he had a leader to meet.

On the day Li An left, at the gate of Linjiang City Procuratorate,

sunny afternoon,

Cai Xiangdong walked out of the prosecutor's office with a briefcase in his hand, walking briskly and humming a tune.

His mood today can be said to be quite good.

Just when I went to work in the afternoon,

The announcement document regarding his appointment as deputy director of the Anti-Corruption and Bribery Bureau of the Linjiang City Procuratorate was finally posted on the bulletin board on the first floor.

As long as he goes through the publicity period of one week, he will be a serious scientific-level cadre.

Although it was only during the public notice period, everyone in the bureau now respectfully called "Cai Xiangdong" when they saw Cai Xiangdong.

This title sounded so nice and this feeling was so wonderful that Cai Xiangdong was intoxicated all afternoon.

As soon as Cai Xiangdong walked out of the gate of the Procuratorate, he saw a man standing in front of him, an old man to be precise.

This man is in his 50s, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a Chinese character face, and is wearing a Chinese tunic suit. He looks like a cadre.

Cai Xiangdong has seen a lot of cadres like this, and most of them have some things going on and want to build relationships with them.

"Are you Cai Xiangdong?" the man said in a low voice.

Cai Xiangdong said with a slightly arrogant expression: "Yes, what do you want from me?"

"Cai Xiangdong from the Anti-Corruption Bureau?" The man confirmed his identity again.

"Yes, if you have nothing to do, please get out of the way." Cai Xiangdong became impatient.

"That's right." The man whispered.

"What do you mean?" Cai Xiangdong noticed that the man's expression was wrong and felt something was wrong.

Before Cai Xiangdong finished speaking, he saw a fist as big as a sandbag suddenly appeared in front of him. Then he felt a huge impact on his nose, and then there was severe pain on the bridge of his nose, and nosebleeds flowed down along with it. .

But before Cai Xiangdong could shout, the man punched him in the face again. Cai Xiangdong lost his footing and fell directly to the ground.

Then the man sat directly on Cai Xiangdong and punched him in the face rhythmically.

This kind of movement immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people. The security guard at the door and several other young people who were off work hurried over and pulled the man away.

Cai Xiangdong stood up holding his nose, nosebleeds pouring out, and the bridge of his nose was in sharp pain. "Who the hell are you?" Cai Xiangdong stared at the man and said angrily. .