An Huan suddenly transmigrated into the 1960s and became the doomed first wife of the male lead in a period novel.
The original wife was a rich and spoiled young lady who looked down on her u...
"Who did you say is here?" An Hua looked at Xiao Chen and asked.
"He Chun, he is Mr. He's eldest son. He works in the government office in Beijing. He went to the cadre school a few years ago, but now he has returned to his original unit. He came to see Mr. He."
"Does this mean that the situation has changed again?"
Xiao nodded.
After visiting He Mingzhang, He Chun did not come to Xiao Chen's house, but he invited Xiao Chen and An Hua to the guesthouse, saying that he wanted to treat the couple to a meal to thank them for taking care of He Mingzhang over the years.
He Chun was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, one year older than Xiao Chen. His face was weathered, but his every move revealed elegance and dignity. When he saw Xiao Chen and An Hua, he quickly stood up and came to greet them.
"Xiao Xiao, sister-in-law."
"Brother He, you are not a stranger, please be polite, please take a seat."
After they sat down, He Chun smiled and said to An Hua, "No wonder my father said that Xiao Chen always brags about his wife. After meeting her today, I realized that his bragging is not without reason. My sister-in-law is really quiet and beautiful. It's really unfair for her to be paired with a rough man like him."
An Hua smiled and said, "Brother He, you are too kind. I am not that good. Besides, my old Xiao may look a little rough, but he is thoughtful and caring. He is good at taking care of others."
Xiao Qi straightened his chest and said with an obvious expression: Did you hear that? My wife says I’m nice!
He Chun chuckled a few times, "You two have a deep love for each other, which is really enviable."
After a few small talk, He Chun thanked Xiao Chen for taking care of He Mingzhang, and finally said: "Xiao Chen, my father may not stay in Yun County for long."
An Hua's heart moved, but she didn't say anything.
Xiao Yu asked: "Do you mean that Mr. He is going to rebel?"
He Chun did not answer, but said: "Since the beginning of this year, several old leaders who were stripped of their positions have returned to Beijing from their places of exile and resumed their work. One of them is an old friend of my father."
He Chun stopped talking briefly, but the listeners knew what he meant.
Sure enough, just after New Year’s Day of that year, He Mingzhang was reinstated and was about to return to the provincial capital.
When He Mingzhang arrived, he was in a very disheveled state and left very quietly; but when he left, he was greeted by a motorcade, and people both familiar with him and not familiar with him came to see him off.
He Mingzhang looked back at the slaughterhouse where he had worked for six years, feeling deeply moved.
He nearly died in this place.
Thinking of this, He Mingzhang turned to Xiao Yu and said, "You kid, you risked your life just to save my life, what can I say..."
Xiao said honestly, "I wouldn't risk my life and property."
Regardless of whether it is true or not, Xiao Yan's protection for him in the past six years is real. Without Xiao Yan, he would definitely not be alive today. He Mingzhang knows this well.
He patted Xiao's arm and said, "You've been staying here for more than ten years. It's time to move out."
Xiao Xiao smiled and said, "Where do you want me to move to, Chief?"
He Mingzhang thought for a moment and waved his hand, "Wait for the transfer. But you won't refuse my promotion this time, right?"
In the second half of his sentence, He Mingzhang's tone was clearly sarcastic.
Before the movement, He Mingzhang wanted to transfer Xiao Chen to the military region, but Xiao Chen did not want to get involved in the struggle at the center of power, so he declined.
Xiao Yu was thick-skinned and didn't care about He Mingzhang's teasing. He smiled and said, "I can't thank the leader enough for cultivating me, but I still want to lead the troops."
He Mingzhang laughed out loud, "You kid, you even made a request, okay!"
He Mingzhang got into the jeep that was waiting for him.
When An Hua heard Xiao Yu talk about it, her first reaction was not happiness.
We have just entered the year 1974. Although the movement is gradually coming to an end, the quarrel between the two sides may become more intense as it approaches the end.
It’s hard to say what kind of changes will occur before the dust settles.
An Hua said worriedly, "Where does Mr. He want to transfer you to? Can you refuse this time?"