[Historical Era + Revenge and Face-slapping + Space + Getting Rich + Refusing Internal Friction] In 1966, the movement had already begun. The wealthy Bai family faced house search and exile, about ...
If it weren't for the heavy responsibility he carried, which concerned the lives of many people, he would have wanted to go back to his hometown!
Bai Yajing nodded. "Yes, the train ticket is for tomorrow morning."
Commander Xiao looked at her with some regret. His grandson was still away on a mission. If he found out that the woman he had his eye on had run away, he wondered if he would cry his eyes out.
"Alright, alright, I'll have someone take you to the station tomorrow. Oh, and take this."
After saying that, he opened the drawer and handed her a thick envelope that he had prepared beforehand.
“Your grandfather, maternal grandparents, and your whole family have made great contributions to the country. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it on their behalf.”
Bai Yajing felt helpless; these were for her grandparents, and she couldn't very well refuse...
"Thank you, Grandpa Xiao. Please take good care of yourself. If you need anything, please give me a call. You know our local phone number."
This also tells the other person that they can contact her if they need her someday.
Commander Xiao is in a dangerous situation right now. There's not much she can do, but there are some things she can still help with.
Commander Xiao understood, and felt a strange warmth in his heart. This child is a good one.
However, if something happens to him, he won't implicate innocent people; this is the most basic principle of being a decent human being.
After saying goodbye to Commander Xiao, she went to find Dean Gao.
Dean Gao has no shortage of medicine, but these are her heartfelt gifts; they are all special medicines that she and her grandmother researched.
Dean Gao was happy but also a little reluctant to part with her.
It's rare to find such a talented young person, and he cherishes talent very much.
“I heard from those old guys that you’re studying Western medicine on your own? That’s good. I have some books here; take them back and study them carefully.”
After you get back, don't forget to continue your studies. If you have any questions, feel free to write or call us..."
Bai Yajing listened attentively, occasionally offering a few words of agreement. She also reminded the elderly person to take good care of themselves.
She also visited the other teachers and gave them small gifts.
When we left, we were carrying so many bags that we could barely carry them all.
Afterwards, I visited my uncle's comrades-in-arms and gained another batch of knowledge.
Bai Yunshu was in the same boat, helplessly watching Dean Xu keep stuffing things into his arms.
"Dean Xu, that's enough, that's really too much. You can keep it for yourself."
Dean Xu waved his hand, "These are all things prepared for you year after year. Your mother also prepared some for you."
Please accept them all; they're all from our hearts. Sigh!
Upon hearing this, Bai Yunshu instantly felt the weight in his arms grow considerably…
My heart felt a little sore and swollen...
"May……"
Dean Xu stopped what he was doing and looked up at him.
With an extremely solemn expression, he said, "After you leave, I don't know if my son and I will ever see each other again in this lifetime..."
Could you please call my name? That way, I can die in peace…
Bai Yunshu saw tears welling up in his eyes, his face full of expectation.
He opened his mouth, wanting to satisfy the old man, but he still couldn't call out. He couldn't explain why, but ever since Old Master Bai told him that he wasn't his biological son, he had told him that he could call him by his name, he could call him "old man," "grandpa," or whatever he wanted.
However, the title "father" or "dad" should be reserved for his biological father...
But in his heart, Grandpa Bai will always be his father. It doesn't matter what he calls him; he just needs to know it in his heart.
If the old man were here today, he would probably want him to shout it.
"Father, Father..."
"Ah, ah, good, good! I... I have no regrets about dying..."
Bai Yunshu looked helplessly at the old man crying with snot and tears streaming down his face, and could only gently comfort him.