Rebirth of the Rising Sun

As a former soldier, today is also a day worth remembering. For this reason, I will have a small explosion today and add three more chapters for all the passionate soldiers.

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At the dinner table, Feng Sizhe could clearly feel the restraint of his second uncle Chen Jiahua. Perhaps it was because of his grassroots background. When he saw his father-in-law, Lieutenant General Zhao, who had fought in wars and had a strong aura, he was somewhat nervous and even scared.

Of course, there is another reason. Chen Jiahua’s father’s generation has long passed away, and only a few brothers and sisters are still here. It’s just that for a big occasion like the Chinese New Year, they have to get together with their family. Since their parents are gone, they might as well come to their father-in-law’s place. He is their elder after all, and it can also be an opportunity to deepen their feelings for each other.

"Second uncle, is everything going well in the Earthquake Department?" Feng Sizhe noticed Chen Jiahua's nervousness and reached out to pick up a piece of braised pork and put it in his bowl.

It was not a very glorious thing to be so nervous about eating that he had to ask his juniors to pick up food for him. But at this moment, he did not think too much about it. Instead, he answered carefully, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Well, if you ask me, you should not work in the Ministry of Earthquakes. If not, I can transfer you to the Ministry of Public Security or the Procuratorate or the court. After all, they are law enforcement departments and people will look up to you wherever you go. But you really have no future in the Ministry of Earthquakes, a department that specializes in academic research." When Lieutenant General Zhao heard his son-in-law say it was okay, it was okay, he showed displeasure on his face.

In the eyes of Lieutenant General Zhao's generation, a man should do great things vigorously, rather than being cautious and trying to figure out other people's thoughts. As for studying, it is even simpler. Scholars should be people like Feng Sizhe who studied abroad and have a high degree, rather than Chen Jiahua who only went to middle school for a few years and devoted himself to the earthquake department with a passion for geology. Now Lieutenant General Zhao saw that Chen Jiahua was still cautious and his rank was still at the deputy director level. He couldn't help but regret that he helped him get the earthquake department many years ago.

The uncle had a good relationship with Chen Jiahua. Seeing that Lieutenant General Zhao was a little angry about this matter, he quickly tried to smooth things over, "Hey, Xiaozhe, you have graduated from the Youth Class. How are you doing? Do you have any ideas? Do you want to stay in the ministry or join the army? Let me tell you, with your understanding of the military, I think you will have great prospects if you give up writing and join the army now."

"That's enough." Lieutenant General Zhao interrupted before my uncle finished speaking. "The army only needs old guys like us. Don't you see that the country's future development will be tilted towards the economy? Zhe'er is a serious graduate of the economics department of a famous British university. It would be a waste if he didn't go into economics. So I want Zhe'er to go to the economic department of the State Council to gain some experience. Haha, what do you think of Zhe'er?" It seems that Lieutenant General Zhao has already thought of a way out for Feng Sizhe.

However, what is rare is that Lieutenant General Zhao also saw that the country will focus on economic development in the future. It is not known whether this vision was influenced by Feng Sizhe's recent experience or he came up with it on his own.

Listening to the conversation between grandpa and uncle, Feng Sizhe chuckled, "I still have the same idea. I want to go to the local area to train myself. As long as it's a local area, I will be happy even if I can only be a town or township head. If that doesn't work, I will be a village head. In short, I must have power."

Feng Sizhe once again explained his thoughts in front of everyone. Feng Sizhe had already been determined on this point, and he also believed that his choice would be recognized and agreed to by everyone.

"What? Go to the countryside to be the village chief?" He Jiayu, the grandmother who was sitting at a table not far away, heard what Feng Sizhe said and her face changed immediately. "The countryside is so remote. We finally got away from it. Why do we have to go back? I... I don't agree." As a retired female cadre of the Women's Federation, He Jiayu did not discriminate against the countryside. She just felt a little reluctant to let her only grandson go to the countryside.

Almost everyone knows that with Feng Sizhe's current education, his performance in the Youth Class, and his relationship with the Zhao family, it is impossible for him to become the village chief. It is easy to get power. Isn't it enough to arrange a deputy county chief for you in the county? That is also considered to be going to the local level, and you won't have to endure much hardship. Of course, the reason why grandma was so opposed to Feng Sizhe going so far away was of course selfish. The main reason was that she couldn't bear Feng Sizhe to go so far away, and she was even more afraid that Feng Sizhe couldn't bear the hardship.

"Why don't you agree? Isn't it a good idea for Zhe'er to have this idea? Going to the local area to support rural construction can also discover more problems and solve more problems at the grassroots level. This is a good thing. I support it." After hearing his wife's disagreement, Lieutenant General Zhao immediately became the first to object. He immediately threw aside his previous position of wanting Feng Sizhe to go to the national ministry.

"Yes, now the situation in the local area is not what you think. There are already some people with an annual income of ten thousand yuan in the rural areas, and their living standards are not much worse than ours." When she heard about local affairs, Feng Sizhe's second aunt Zhao Lishu also interjected. After all, she is the deputy mayor of Hangzhou City and still has a certain say when discussing local issues.

"Yes, yes, so I want to feel it well. At the same time, I think it is better to start from the lowest level. This way, I will be more solid, and I will have more say when talking about this issue in the future." When Feng Sizhe saw that his grandfather and second aunt were supporting him, he quickly expressed his attitude.

Hearing these people say this, the grandmother could only sigh. She knew that since the old man said this, Feng Sizhe's going to the local area was basically a foregone conclusion. Thinking that her grandson might leave the capital and leave her side in a short time, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

Feng Sizhe saw that his grandmother's face was a little gloomy, and he walked to her side in two quick steps, "Grandma, don't be sad, today is the New Year, we should all be happy. Besides, don't you have a phone? If you miss me, you can call you anytime. Besides, with the continuous development of the country and the convenience of transportation, I can come back to see you anytime."

Feng Sizhe grabbed his grandmother's hand and comforted her softly. Not far away, Lieutenant General Zhao also said, "Yes, as long as Zhe'er agrees to stay in the country and not go back to England, what do you have to worry about?" Well, it turns out that the reason why Lieutenant General Zhao agreed to Feng Sizhe so readily was because he was afraid that Feng Sizhe would be unhappy and he would turn around and go back to England.

But no matter what, General Zhao's words still played a certain role. When the grandmother heard her husband say this, she burst into laughter. As long as Feng Sizhe was in China, she could see him whenever she wanted.

"Okay, it's Chinese New Year, let's have a meal, let's be happy." Uncle Zhao Wangang shouted softly, reminding everyone that it was Chinese New Year. Suddenly the scene became lively again, with a smile on Lieutenant General Zhao's face, everyone's nerves relaxed, and some of Feng Sizhe's cousins ​​dared to speak in a low voice.