Rebirth: 1977

As soon as Wu Pingyan arrived in the mountainous area, local leaders came to receive him.

Wu Pingyan, who was originally sad, suddenly felt much better.

"Hello, Director Wu! Please forgive me!

We have received orders from above in advance to help you bury Mrs. Wu's ashes and clean up the cemetery.

After we bury Mrs. Wu, we will take you to the county to go through the handover procedures.

You have worked hard on your long journey. After completing the employment formalities, you can take a while to rest.

We haven't found a suitable house for you yet, so we will arrange to stay in the county guest house first.

Don't worry, although our county is a little poorer, we won't let you suffer a little bit. "

The speaker was Bian Kang, the county magistrate in his forties.

Obviously he was the county magistrate, and Wu Pingyan's transfer order specified that he was to be the deputy county magistrate, but Bian Kang nodded and bowed to the young Wu Pingyan willingly.

"What did you say?

What procedures do you want me to go through?

Who are you? What position? "

Wu Pingyan thought he had heard wrongly and scolded the unfamiliar middle-aged man opposite him with a cold face.

He comes from a wealthy family in the capital, and has seen all kinds of high-ranking officials. His grandfather's identity is a person who is shocked and frightened when told about it.

Bian Kang was surprised and realized that he had made a mistake. He had not introduced himself after meeting Wu Pingyan.

He quickly bent slightly to introduce himself:

"My name is Bian Kang, and I am the county magistrate of this county. You are indeed wronged by your transfer to our county as deputy magistrate.

The transfer order from above has reached the county.

Oh, everyone in our county leadership team knows that you are only temporarily here to experience life in our county. "

What he originally wanted to say was 'Come for gold plating', but he temporarily changed his tongue and said 'experience life'.

Wu Pingyan's eyes widened. He looked at the county magistrate who called himself Bian Kang. Isn't he just a local magistrate?

Why was he transferred here to serve as deputy county magistrate?

He suspected that he had been immersed in shame, self-blame, and pain during this period. In addition, he had traveled thousands of miles to come to this remote country with a fucking urn in his hand, and he was also experiencing auditory hallucinations in his ears because of his physical fatigue?

"You! Who are you? You dare to talk nonsense to me? Are you really the county magistrate here? Then do you know my identity?

How dare you openly play tricks on me?

Don’t you want to be your little sesame and mung bean official? ! ! ! "

As a Beijing official, Wu Pingyan has always been praised by those around him. Coupled with his family background, even the district chief has always been polite to him when he met him. He has long forgotten about it and developed the habit of bossing around.

Now, an evil spirit was rising in his heart.

His sister quickly suppressed Wu Pingyan:

“Brother, don’t get angry, we must hurry up and bury mom first.

We’ll talk about other things later. "

Bian Kang and several county leaders around him were confused by Wu Pingyan's sudden temper.

Where did they go wrong?

Bian Kang was even more dissatisfied. Although he was only a full-time county magistrate, he was almost twice as old as Wu Pingyan.

Just because this young man is not only a division-level Beijing official, but also has a greater family background.

Therefore, the tone and attitude were respectful from the beginning.

Thinking that the descendants of such a big boss in the capital, coming to a poor county like theirs is nothing more than a formality with gold plating.

Where can I really stay here for a long time?

No one wants to offend such a second- or third-generation official. They think that by getting to know such a person well, they might be able to help themselves somewhere in the future.

As a result, after waiting for several hours under the bright sun, I ended up with a hot face and a cold butt!

But no matter how uncomfortable he felt, he would be crushed to death by a senior official!

Moreover, the official position of the young man in front of him is now more than one level higher than his.

At his age, he must be in an unattainable position.

Several county leaders looked at each other, no one wanted to come forward to explain, and pushed Bian Kang a few times.

Here, his official position is the largest.

When Wu Pingyan was held down by his sister, he suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

He stared at Bian Kang and asked:

"Tell me clearly, what is the transfer order? What's going on with the deputy county magistrate? What procedures do you want me to go to your place to go through?"

Wu Pingyan listened clearly to what the other party said and only connected the meaning. He couldn't believe it!

Bian Kang wiped the sweat from his forehead fiercely, looked at his subordinates who were looking at him awkwardly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and forced a humble smile on his face.

"Director Wu, don't you know that you were transferred to our county as deputy county magistrate?

The transfer order has been sent to our county, and I know that you are coming here to bury your grandson.

Therefore, all the people from the county leadership team are here to welcome you and help you handle the cemetery matters. "

Wu Pingyan's heart was beating fiercely, and his grandfather's gloomy eyes flashed in his mind.

Some fragments of the conversation between the grandfather and grandson that day gradually became clear:

"To be fair, grandpa can't help you for a few more years. If you continue to be like this and not do your job properly, it won't take long for your brother to surpass you."

"Grandpa, my brother is better at studying than me, but my advantage is that I can figure out the leader's wishes, adapt to his preferences, and improve interpersonal relationships.

"An inch is long, but a foot is short." Grandpa, although my brother is good at studying, he is just a nerd, and he may not be as good as me in society. "

Wu Pingyan defended himself unconvinced.

When Mr. Wu heard Wu Pingyan's words, he felt angry and couldn't help snorting:

"You kid with a yellow mouth, you are so self-righteous that you dare to talk nonsense?! Don't you know what kind of person your own brother is?

It seems that I have indulged you too much over the years, and now I am becoming less and less aware of the heavens and the earth!

No wonder you, mother and son, dare to act so wantonly!

Frankly speaking, I have placed high hopes on you all these years in vain!

If you can handle this matter properly now, I will give you a clear path.

Give you another chance. "

Thinking of this, Wu Pingyan suddenly realized that this order had been hidden from him. The fact that he could move so fast and swift must be his grandfather's handiwork.

Is this the clear path he pointed out to himself?

At that time, I mistakenly believed that as long as I solved my grandfather's 'worry', I would forgive him for his mistakes and gain his respect.

Who knew that the 'Ming Road' that grandpa was referring to turned out to be sending him to such a poor place to endure hardship!

Wu Pingyan regretted that he had woken up too late, and the urn in his hand suddenly weighed more than a thousand pounds.

There were flashes of gold in his eyes and his body was shaking.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Pingyan's sister saw her brother's face turning pale, so she hurriedly took the urn and shouted urgently.

Bian Kang turned pale in panic and supported Wu Pingtao:

"Director Wu, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?

Do you want to go to the hospital first? "

After all, Wu Pingyan came from a well-known family. He had been in officialdom for many years and had developed his mental skills.

"It's okay. My mother passed away suddenly and I haven't had a good rest these days."

He looked up at the hillside where his mother was about to be buried, and all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away.

It was obviously still the season of late summer and early autumn, but he felt bone-chillingly cold.

"Old thing! Are you playing with me?

Force my mother to death, and then send me to this corner to be tortured?

Delusion! "