Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Seeing his grandfather sitting there reading a newspaper, Feng Sizhe came over with a smile, put his hands on Zhao Mingyuan's shoulders and massaged his shoulders gently, saying, "Revolutionary work is important, but you can't be too tired. It's also right to relax yourself from time to time. Besides, being filial to grandpa is also part of the job. Grandpa, let's go. The air in this room is really bad. Let's take a walk in the garden outside."

"Haha, that's right. There is always work to be done, but your body is your own. It's important to combine work and rest. Okay, then you accompany me for a walk in the yard." Zhao Mingyuan smiled kindly. He was of course very happy that his grandson was willing to show such filial piety and come to talk to him.

Grandma He Jiabao was very happy to see her husband agree to her grandson's request. "Zhe'er, I think if you are not busy in the future, you should come back and persuade him more often. You don't know that he usually stays in his room every morning, just reading various materials and newspapers sent by the comrades of the General Office of the Central Committee. You said that he is a retired person, why is he still so worried? Is he worried about his comrades, or is he born to be a hard worker? What do you think? Fortunately, he still listens to your words. Getting up and walking is a good thing. It has many benefits for the body."

As someone who has been dealing with medicine all his life, He Jiabao knows that life lies in exercise, but once his helpless wife becomes stubborn, no one can persuade her.

"Well, I'll listen to grandma and come often to accompany grandpa. But I think grandpa is right to do so. No one is perfect. Old comrades should make use of their remaining energy, pay more attention to some national affairs, and then put forward the most pertinent opinions. This will also prevent young comrades from making mistakes, right? This is a good thing, haha." Feng Sizhe was quite cunning. He agreed to his grandmother's request, but did not say anything wrong about his grandfather.

"Haha, my Zhe'er is still good at talking. Old woman, did you see that our grandson really understands me?" Zhao Mingyuan laughed. Obviously, what Feng Sizhe said just now touched his heart.

In the courtyard of the quadrangle, Feng Sizhe walked slowly with his grandfather. "Zhe'er, you came back so early today, is there something going on?"

"Well, there is a little bit." Feng Sizhe nodded, looking like, "Grandpa, you are so awesome. Nothing can be hidden from your sharp eyes."

"Haha, stop it, don't try to be clever in front of me, just tell me if you have something to say." Zhao Mingyuan smiled. This grandson of his was like this, he would always flatter him intentionally or unintentionally, but sometimes even if he knew that someone was flattering him, he didn't know why, and he was very happy to hear it.

"Then let me tell you." Feng Sizhe looked at Zhao Mingyuan and said seriously.

"Go ahead and say it, go ahead. You are my grandson, there is nothing you can't say." Zhao Mingyuan nodded, indicating that he was in a good mood, and Feng Sizhe could say whatever he wanted.

"Okay, grandpa, I really want to know, at that time you sacrificed your lives and shed your blood, and were on the verge of death every day. What belief supported you to do that?" As if he was exploring an ancient topic, Feng Sizhe brought the content of their conversation back to decades ago.

When it comes to this, it is Zhao Mingyuan's strong point. He has talked about this topic with his children and grandchildren countless times before, but now Feng Sizhe wants to listen to it again, and he will certainly not let him down. "This is a good question. Why did we not fear death at that time? When the situation was very bad, we were so optimistic about life and full of infinite confidence in the revolution. I think this is the reason of faith and hope. We believe that as long as we work hard, we can definitely build a new country, a new and powerful country where everyone is equal and happy. This is both our belief and our hope, and many of us have worked hard for this for a long time, and most of us have even sacrificed our most precious lives for this. Finally, we have fulfilled our ideals and have a powerful country now. Although some people left us too early and did not see the prosperity of the country now, I believe that they should be able to rest in peace. Because their hopes have been inherited by someone, and the country has become very big because of their efforts at the beginning."

When saying these words, Zhao Mingyuan's tone seemed a little heavy, as if he was thinking of his comrades who had worked and fought with him.

Feng Sizhe did not interrupt his grandfather immediately, but waited for a while, waiting for his grandfather to digest these words and feel much better. He then said, "Yes, the ideas of the older generation of revolutionaries were good. Now our country has indeed become stronger, and basically everyone is equal before the law, but there are always some people who rely on their status and privileges."

"Well, Zhe'er, what you said is right. People can't all be the same. There are always some who are different. They rely on the achievements of their family and ancestors and ignore some laws. Maybe they are proud of the extraordinary things they have done, but they don't know that they are bringing shame to their ancestors. Zhe'er, as a cadre of the National Commission for Discipline Inspection, you must take care of such things in the future. You must deal with them one by one. You must use your efforts to let more people know that the country has laws, and anyone who breaks the law will be punished. Also, you must let the people know that the country's laws are not only made for them, but also for those who are rich and powerful. Only in this way can the country be strong, the society can be stable, and our party can go further." Zhao Mingyuan obviously knew the existence of some privileged people, and he hated such people. He believed that it was because of the existence of these people that some people had other bad misunderstandings about the party.

"Yes, grandpa's education is very good. I have just such a thing to report to you." Feng Sizhe took advantage of his grandfather's words and recounted in detail what happened in Longhai Hotel last night.

"Oh, is there such a thing?" After listening to Feng Sizhe's narration, Mr. Zhao's face became more solemn and serious.

"Yes, Zhe'er didn't dare to lie. I was also afraid that Wo Xiaozhi would hurt other people, so I decisively ordered the guards to shoot. But I think that although my starting point is good, the Wo family may not understand it. They may even have trouble because of this matter." Feng Sizhe expressed his concerns.

"Well, you're right. No matter what happens, we must prepare for the best result, but at the same time, we must think about developing and preparing in the best direction. Let me give the kid from the Wo family a call later. Humph! I've heard that this guy is the political commissar of the Central Plains Military Region, and he always suppresses your father-in-law, Comrade He Shengli. It's really outrageous. I've said something about him a long time ago." Obviously, Wo Lingguang was not taken seriously by a senior revolutionary soldier like Zhao Mingyuan.

Hearing his grandfather say this, Feng Sizhe breathed a sigh of relief. Since his grandfather was willing to make the call, the Wo family probably wouldn't make a big deal out of it.

"Ding-ling-ling..." The cell phone rang at this moment. Feng Sizhe took it out of his pocket and saw that it was Wang Zerong's private call.

"What's wrong? Is it about work? Just answer it. Don't be on guard against your grandfather." Zhao Mingyuan also saw the phone ringing and said this.

"Yes." Feng Sizhe nodded and answered the phone, "Deputy Secretary Wang, this is Feng Sizhe."

"Sizhe, where are you?" Wang Zerong's somewhat anxious voice came from the other side.

"What happened?" Wang Zerong's voice seemed to be a little wrong, and a bad feeling arose in Feng Sizhe's heart.

"Hey, let me ask you, did you have a fight with the Wo family last night? Did you shoot them?" Wang Zerong still asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, there are such things, but there are reasons for everything." Feng Sizhe wanted to explain a few more words.

"Oh, what's the reason that forces you to shoot to solve the problem? Do you know that Wo Xiaozhi's father Wo Lingguang has already called the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection to seek an explanation? And you know that his family is related to Secretary Lu by marriage. Now, the internal website of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection has reported this matter. I think some people want to use this matter to make trouble. I think you should hide for now." Wang Zerong was worried about Feng Sizhe, so he came up with such an idea.

"Hide? Why? I haven't done anything wrong, what should I be afraid of?" Feng Sizhe didn't agree with Wang Zerong's words. Besides, he could hide for a while, but could he hide forever? If the Lu and Wo families really wanted to cause trouble for him, where could he hide?

"Sizhe, how come you don't know? People are very angry right now. If you meet them now, you will inevitably suffer. I think you should hide for now. I will transfer a case to you from the Supervision Department. You go to another place to investigate the case for two days. When everyone is not so angry anymore, you can come back, okay?" Wang Zerong did all this for Feng Sizhe's good. He believed that with the other party's way of doing things, there must be other hidden stories behind this matter. It's just that the shooting is a fact. In peacetime, if a gun is fired, it is definitely a big event.

Feng Sizhe was very grateful for Wang Zerong's advice. "Deputy Secretary Wang, thank you for your concern and care for me, but I still don't feel that I did anything wrong about what happened last night. I have done nothing wrong, so I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on my door. I dare to face them."