Early the next morning, Qin Shan took a leave of absence and drove back to Jincheng.

After parking the car in the underground parking lot of the community, Qin Shan walked towards the elevator carrying his luggage bag and two gift boxes in his hands.

The two gift boxes are for my parents. I haven’t been back for such a long time, I absolutely cannot go home empty-handed.

No matter how much something is worth or whether it is useful or not, care and courtesy should never be absent.

These are what Qin Shan was taught since he was a child, and they have long since become instinctive habits.

I opened the door and walked into the house, and a middle-aged woman with a dignified temperament and charm came to greet me. She gave me a big hug first, and then said a bunch of touching but helpless words like "You've lost weight again."

The middle-aged woman took the things and pointed to the balcony, "Your father is in a bad mood, so be careful with your words."

Qin Shan hummed, sighed helplessly, and walked to the balcony.

"Dad, I'm back!"

On the balcony, a dignified-looking middle-aged man was carrying a kettle and spraying water on the flowers and plants. When he heard Qin Shan's voice, he didn't even turn his head and continued doing his own thing.

You called me back from far away in a hurry, and now you are acting so arrogantly here, it's really...

Qin Shan felt helpless, but he didn't dare to disturb them, so he could only stand aside silently.

After a while, the middle-aged man finished serving, put down the kettle, washed his hands, and glanced at Qin Shan, "Wait here."

After saying that, he went straight into the bedroom. Five minutes later, he came out, already dressed in casual clothes. "Come with me."

Qin Shan didn't even dare to ask and followed him out.

After getting in the car, the father and son drove in silence all the way to a cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

Qin Shan understood that they were going to visit their grandfather's grave.

But now it’s not the anniversary of the death, or the Qingming Festival or New Year’s Day, why do we suddenly have to visit the graves?

Combined with his father's somewhat strange attitude, Qin Shan suddenly felt that something was wrong.

After parking the car, Qin Shan's father took out the incense, candles, money, paper, and fruit offerings that had been prepared long ago from the trunk.

Qin Shan stepped forward tactfully and offered to help carry it, and Qin's father did not refuse.

The father and son came to a beautiful grave in the cemetery, and skillfully began to place offerings, light incense, candles, and paper money for the worship.

When Qin Shan knelt down, kowtowed and was about to stand up, Qin's father said coldly, "Keep kneeling."

Qin Shan hesitated for a moment, then knelt down obediently.

Father Qin said calmly, "How many flies did you swat in your industrial park yesterday?"

Qin Shan hummed, "It's over."

"Your secretary has come to talk to you, right?"

Qin Shan was stunned. "We talked about it."

Father Qin silently put the paper money into the burning brazier, "What did you say?"

Qin Shan did not hide anything and simply repeated the main content of the conversation with Huo Qianli yesterday, then said with a smile: "Dad, don't worry! Even if this matter is over, it's time to make great plans next."

Father Qin glanced at him and asked, "Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

Qin Shan shook his head.

"Because of what you just said!" Qin's father said coldly, "Let your grandfather listen to what his good grandson is thinking. If he can get up and slap you twice, I can also catch up with him."

Qin Shan's face changed, and he finally couldn't help but retort: "Am I wrong?"

"Humph!" Qin's father snorted coldly, "Corruption is a matter of principle, not arithmetic! You are a town mayor, but I think with your political awareness, you can't even be a village chief!"

"Your grandfather braved the hail of bullets to build a new country. He lived frugally all his life, and even when he held a high position, he remained as simple as an old farmer. I can't say I can compare to him, but I have never taken a cent more from the organization. I have been conscientious in my work and have done a lot of practical things. I think I have a clear conscience. What have we fought for, generation after generation, is to ensure that this country can break out of the historical cycle! How to break out is to rely on self-reflection, self-innovation, detoxification and healing, so as to keep the organization young and pure at all times. You can actually say such nonsense as settling accounts without any hindrance. Have you fed the words your grandfather taught you since childhood to the dogs?"

Qin Shan was, after all, a young man full of vigor and vitality. Being scolded like this, he could not help but retort: "Ideals are good, and I also hope that our country and our organization will remain young forever, but do we not consider reality? Can corruption be completely eradicated? Impossible! Because it is anti-human. If Zhang San is arrested today, Li Si will come out tomorrow. Wildfires cannot be extinguished, but spring breezes will bring them back. I am not saying that we should condone those behaviors, but should we grasp the main contradictions? We should figure out what we need more now, instead of wasting our energy on those futile things!"

In front of his father, Qin Shan spoke more bluntly than he did to Huo Qianli.

Father Qin looked at him and said, "I have told you that if the water is too clear, there will be no fish, and if the person is too careful, there will be no followers. But those were for minor problems that did not cause any harm, not for this kind of principle. Our fight against corruption is not a "snobbish store" that serves different people differently, nor is it a "house of cards" for power struggles, nor is it an "abacus" that measures the pros and cons. There is no "rest" at all! "Tigers" should be hit as soon as they show their heads, and "flies" should be swatted as soon as they fly around! As long as we build a system and mechanism that makes people dare not, cannot, and do not want to be corrupt, why can't the wildfire be extinguished?"

He put the last stack of paper money in his hand into the brazier. "High-pressure anti-corruption can first make cadres know fear and stop, and make violators of discipline and law trust the organization, rely on the organization, take the initiative to surrender, and return to the right path. Second, it can catch small mistakes early and nip them in the bud, preventing small mistakes from turning into big ones. This is a far-reaching layout and planning. If you can't even understand this, how can you do good things with such ideological awareness!"

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