Reborn Nobility

Chapter 12 Father’s career

My father wore black-rimmed glasses, a white shirt on top, and a pair of black trousers on the bottom. Although they were cheap goods, he looked elegant and tall; his dark eyes looked unfathomable, yet demure and indifferent.

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"Dad, I'm back." Xia Xiaoluo shouted.

"Oh." My father seemed to wake up from a dream and put the book aside. The book was titled "Social Transformation and Contemporary Culture" and he borrowed it from the county library.

"Xiao Luo, how did you do in the exam?" The tone was cordial, but there was a hint of majesty that could not be offended.

It is natural for a son to be afraid of rebelling against his father, otherwise how could he have an Oedipus complex?

"It's okay. Isn't my mother back yet?"

"You brat, you just miss your mother, and you don't miss me even after I haven't been back for so long?" Xia Jindong said jokingly.

How come my father had such a sense of humor in his previous life, so how come I have never been impressed by it? Alas, it may be that his career failed and he was depressed his whole life, and this natural optimism was worn away by the difficult life.

Now that I have a new life, I can't let the tragedy happen again.

"I think." Xia Xiaoluo no longer concealed his feelings and said with a smile.

"Your mother has to cover for someone else tonight and will be back soon."

With a "squeak", the door opened. Xu Xiaoman walked in and saw Xia Jindong sitting on the sofa. He frowned and said, "You still know how to come back?"

Xia Jindong made a face at his son, which meant "Son, don't laugh at your dad", and explained in a low voice: "Honey, I'm sorry, don't you have to work?"

"Wang Junwei didn't go on a business trip with you, so why did he come back? He even drove his child to take the exam. My son took the high school entrance exam. He didn't even have anyone to cook at home, so he had to go to a small restaurant to eat. It's true."

Xu Xiaoman dotes on her son very much. It doesn't matter how much she suffers, but she cannot owe her son anything.

Mentioning Wang Junwei, Xia Jindong frowned, said nothing, and started smoking. Xia Xiaoluo quickly smoothed things over and said: "It's good to eat out, you're full, you're well-fed, it's okay, don't talk about my dad."

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Xu Xiaoman pulled his son over and asked, "How was it? Did you do well in the exam?"

"Okay."

Xia Xiaoluo still said the same thing. He didn't want to make public too soon. He thought that he would wait until the results came in and everything would be finalized. If he was fifteen years old in his previous life, he would have been unreliable and bragging about it everywhere. But now he has more achievements than his peers.

The life experience of twenty years old is much more stable.

Xu Xiaoman asked expectantly: "Son, are you confident that you will be admitted to the No. 1 High School?"

"First high school? It would be good to get into the second high school. Don't put too much pressure on him." Xia Jindong has always despised the theory of success. He believes that as a person, you just need to be responsible and comfortable, and he is not willing to get into the first high school.

He tortured his son until he was neither a human nor a ghost.

"What do you know? My son is very good now! He ranked second in the class in the mock test some time ago. He is better than Wang Junwei's son. He Shiyun, who is ranked first in his class, admires him very much."

Xu Xiaoman kept saying "my son", as if Xia Xiaoluo was born by her alone.

"Really! Son! So great?" Xia Jindong was overjoyed.

After the exam, it would take half a month for the results to come out. Xia Xiaoluo's tight string suddenly relaxed. He began to think about his father. He had the impression that his father was the one who declined in junior high school. His father did not.

What's the connection? Although he graduated from a prestigious university, he was assigned to work in the health bureau of a small county.

It is said that the top management relies on ability, while the grassroots level relies on relationships. He is not good at specializing and building relationships. It took him more than ten years to become a stock-level cadre. He was about to be promoted to deputy department, but this year he suddenly changed and became a stock-level cadre.

I retired and was depressed my whole life.

What caused the change in the situation? He decided to pay more attention to his father's work these days to see if anything could change.

The next day, Xia Xiaoluo had been watching TV at home. When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, he went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, made cold noodles, and fried a few side dishes. In his previous life, he was also a single old homebody, so he made meals.

It's easy to catch.

As soon as my mother got off work, she saw the food, bowls and chopsticks placed on the table. She exclaimed with a smile on her face: "Oh, my dear son! You are so great. When did you learn to cook?"

Xia Xiaoluo said: "There is a cooking program on TV. I learned it by watching what was said on TV. I don't think it is difficult." This lie was done without any blush, it was very natural.

My father came off work with an artificial leather briefcase under his arm. As soon as he entered the door, he sat down hurriedly and said nothing.

Xu Xiaoman pulled his arm and said, "What's wrong with you? Lost your money? Look at the food cooked by your son and try it. It tastes pretty good."

Xia Jindong said: "Excuse me! This Wang Junwei is acting nonsense!"

"What's wrong? Don't bother. Speak slowly." Seeing that her husband was unhappy, Xu Xiaoman's tone became gentle.

"A few days ago, Wang Junwei and I went to several medicinal markets and pharmacies to investigate counterfeit medicines. As you know, we went to three markets, one of which was the Luming Town Traditional Chinese Medicine Market. There were more than 20 storefronts there, and ten

At several stalls, Wang Junwei and I pretended to be medicine merchants and looked at them one by one. Wang Junwei was not familiar with traditional Chinese medicine. His business was very poor and he had no ability to distinguish. I looked through it and found a lot of shoddy ones."

Xu Xiaoman said: "Serious?"

Xia Jindong said: "It's more than serious? It's shocking! I went to a stall and felt that the color of Huang's was a little wrong, and the smell was very light. I tasted it again and found that the medicinal properties had been lost after being cooked once. When I went to another stall, I

When we asked how much a pound of stone honey cost, the boss lied to us and said that his stone honey is produced in the virgin forests of Yunnan and is particularly effective in curing coughs. I smelled it and it didn’t smell right, but there were layers of honeycombs on top of it.

It was covered with moss, and the honeycomb had not come out for a long time. Later, I suddenly realized that this was made by domestic bees raised on sugar tablets. When soaked in water, it was filled with sugar syrup. It looked really like it; the madman's fruit was used as a mangosteen.

Sell! Not afraid of eating dead people!"

Xu Xiaoman said: "Hey, what should I take it for? Isn't it just fake medicine? What would your market supervision unit do if there are no fake medicines? You can just check it out."

"The problem is that Wang Junwei didn't let me investigate, and he didn't let me report it to Director Qian. He said that Luming Town is Director Qian's hometown. If he checked, they would all be from the village. Director Qian still won't be scolded. He suggested that

The traditional Chinese medicine market in Huaishu Township has been cut down."

When talking about Deputy Director Wang Junwei's bureaucracy, Xia Jindong was angry and helpless.

When he said this, Xia Xiaoluo's mind thundered, like lightning flashing, and what happened in his previous life flashed in his mind like a movie.

In the previous life, my father was ruined by the case of this traditional Chinese medicine market. After discovering that the Luming Town traditional Chinese medicine market was counterfeit and shoddy, under the suppression of deputy director Wang Junwei, his father did not report it or make corrections.

The traditional Chinese medicine market in the township was closed down. Three months later, the Provincial Health Department made a surprise inspection and found that the traditional Chinese medicine market in Luoshui County was full of fake medicines. The whole province was notified for criticism. Director Qian was naturally to blame. Although he did not take down the medicine immediately, he gave

The county government and the health system left a bad impression, and there was no hope of promotion.

Later, he was transferred to the Bureau of Agriculture as the deputy director, and Wang Junwei successfully took over and became the official director. However, before Director Qian left, his father was made a scapegoat and his qualifications as a reserve cadre at the deputy department level were revoked.

No one in the past life could understand Wang Junwei's wonderful work, but in the future life, I can see it clearly. Can I change history?

Now that I think about it, Wang Junwei's trick was really insidious. He used chicken feathers as arrows, pretended to pass the imperial edict, and deliberately left the traditional Chinese medicine market in Luming Town where counterfeit medicines were everywhere. Other cadres thought it was Director Qian's intention, and invisibly made money

The prestige of the director was reduced. In fact, director Qian didn't know about it at all.

This is tantamount to leaving a time bomb for Director Qian, and also traps his father, who has the most hope of competing with him, because Director Qian cannot influence him, but he can influence his own father, and after taking office, he vigorously rectifies Lu Ming.

The town's traditional Chinese medicine market made a lot of money and made political achievements.

It can be said that he kills two birds with one stone, and he reaps the benefits.

Later, when he became deputy county magistrate, he had just entered college.

Xia Xiaoluo suddenly asked: "Dad, what do you think of Director Qian?"

Xia Xiaoluo suddenly asked this question, and his parents were stunned.

Xia Jindong asked: "Why do you have so many concerns about your child's family?"

Xu Xiaoman fell into deep thought and said: "Lao Xia, no, this is wrong. What kind of character is Director Qian? Although he has no education, he is fair in his work and can even be said to be selfless. Let's talk about the room allocation. Strictly follow the rules.

It is implemented at the administrative level and no one is biased."

Xia Xiaoluo couldn't help but admire in his heart: "I didn't expect that my mother's political wisdom is even better than that of my father. My father really read too much and was a little dull. Although the theoretical level is very high, he still needs more training, and he still needs to practice more."

Just call him more."

If Xia Jindong knew that the son across from him was thinking about how to teach him and train him, he would probably vomit blood.

Xia Xiaoluo said: "Dad, I think this matter may not be as Deputy Director Wang said. Not only is it not protecting Director Qian, but it is harming Director Qian. Did Director Qian specifically mention the Luming Town Traditional Chinese Medicine Market?"

Woolen cloth?"

Xia Jindong said: "Before leaving, Director Qian said, 'Luming Town is my hometown. If you have any questions, please communicate with the local township government.'"

"Deputy Director Wang uses this to infer that Director Qian means to protect the traditional Chinese medicine market in Luming Town? This is too far-fetched. Dad, Wang Junwei is trying to trick you and Director Qian!"

Xia Jindong squinted his eyes and fell into deep thought. He didn't return to reality until the cigarette burned out and burned his fingers.

He is not a nerd, he has read history books, and he understands all the conspiracies and conspiracies in political struggles. It is just that he adheres to the conscience and sense of responsibility of intellectuals and is unwilling to lower his noble head and chase fishy fish like a fly.

, "It's not that you don't know, it's that you don't do anything."