Wen is a century-old scholar. During the Republic of China period, he donated half of his family property to save the country, but was framed and sent to a farm for this.
Mr. Wen’s real name is Wen Yizhai. He was a professor of physics and mathematics in the Qing Dynasty and a specially appointed expert at the Capital Military Industry Institute.
In 1956, my son-in-law Han Qichen and his family were relocated to the poorest Yueyagou team in Shangze County.
Just a few days after going to the countryside, my granddaughter went missing.
She was only one year old at that time.
Fortunately, God had eyes, and 23 years later, her daughter and son-in-law found her again.
I heard that this child had a hard life. Her husband, an educated youth, abandoned her and her mother and returned to the city, where he lived an easy life.
Yu and his wife decided to send the child to Ji and asked his father and younger sister to help take care of him.
Han Qingqing's nose and eyes are exactly the same as her daughter's. She is kind and independent. She is willing to eat and drink for free at the base and wants to go out to find a job.
To express his appreciation, Wen Yizhai brought his granddaughter to the institute early this morning to ask if there was any cleaning work to be done.
The old man was very rational and did not intend to use a backdoor because of blood relationship. The youngest assistant in the institute should at least have a student.
Han Qingqing didn't even finish her junior high school and could only recite the Nine-Nine Songs haltingly. Apart from doing some physical work, Wen Lao couldn't think of anything else she could do.
Unfortunately, Han Qingqing did not appreciate Mr. Wen's kindness. In her opinion, with Mr. Wen's position, he could at least be a small clerk.
In order to make a surprise appearance at the institute, she deliberately wore light makeup and put on a brand new brag.
There is an old saying that goes: After three years of military service, a sow becomes as beautiful as Diao Chan.
Although she had given birth to a baby, she was beautiful and had a good figure, and her family was not good. She was superstitious and attracted the rough men in the military camp.
Han Qingqing came to the base with another purpose, to find a military officer husband, but she was also sober and rational.
If she continues to be a dodder, a financially independent woman will still receive long-term respect and love from her husband, so she will find a job for herself as soon as possible.
Before coming here, she had asked around in the staff quarters and heard that a military wife had come here some time ago from Qu County and had quickly become a junior clerk in the Propaganda Department due to her youth and beauty.
Qu County is adjacent to Shangze County. In terms of appearance, she is also the most beautiful woman in Shili Township.
Therefore, Han Qingqing was determined to win. She walked into the door of the research institute arm in arm with Wen Yizhai, and bursts of exclamations suddenly came from the surroundings.
She raised her chin higher.
Gradually, Han Qingqing felt that something was wrong. Why didn't everyone look at her, but paid attention to the stairs?
Following everyone's gaze, the smile and confidence suddenly froze on Han Qingqing's face.
Across the street, an equally beautiful young woman was walking down the stairs, her milky white skin shining brightly under the light.
Han Qingqing's face turned red instantly, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.
They actually wore the same clothes!
They always say that the ugliest ones are the most embarrassed. Han Qingqing has always felt inferior because of her healthy wheat-colored skin as a country girl. Now she is almost going crazy with jealousy.
All the words in my ears are "Secretary Xiao Jiang is so pretty", "Secretary Xiao Jiang's skirt is so beautiful, I want to buy one", "I heard that the Propaganda Department is recruiting, do you know if there is a chance to work with Secretary Xiao Jiang"...
In this enviable voice, Han Qingqing keenly captured the key information, "Grandpa, what are the conditions for recruiting people in the Propaganda Department?"
There was no response from my ears.
Han Qingqing turned her head in confusion and saw Wen Yizhai staring at the woman with surprise, confusion and a little disbelief on his face.
The hand holding that arm clenched instantly, and the pain also pulled Wen Yizhai back to reason.
She thought, grandpa would at least explain something?
She never expected that grandpa would brush her hand away and run forward.
Han Qingqing was dumbfounded, and followed him.
"What's your name, kid?"
As Jiang Ningning walked down the stairs, a strange old man ran towards her quickly, even without his walking stick, and excitedly held her hand.
Jiang Ningning was almost frightened. She showed a perfectly puzzled smile: "My name is Jiang Ningning, what about you?"
"Are you the mother of Jiang Ningning, Xia Xia and Manman?" Wen Yizhai's eyes swept over Jiang Ningning's eyebrows.
picture!
It's so similar! !
This guy and his son-in-law Han Qichen are exactly the same.
How many young girls were fascinated by this face, and he lost his daughter.
No wonder Xia Xia’s physics talent is so high, it turns out she inherited it from him!
Wen Yizhai's eyes flashed with disbelief and enthusiasm. He held Jiang Ningning's hand and trembled with excitement, "Child, I..."
"Grandpa!"
A clear voice suddenly came from behind.
Reason made Wen Yizhai's voice change halfway, and he uttered a few words dryly: "I am Goudan's grandfather."
Jiang Ningning's watery almond eyes widened, and her first reaction was: "What happened to Goudan?"
Look at how aggressive Mr. Wen is, he must be here to help his grandson vent his anger!
This time, he was holding her hand until it hurt.
"Is the child in the hospital or at home now? Don't worry, we will definitely take responsibility to the end."
Wen Yizhai was stunned for more than ten seconds before he reacted.
Goudan confessed to himself yesterday afternoon that he still thought Manman was a very smart kid, but now he can be his great-grandson.
The feeling of pride was immediately suppressed and filled my heart, look! I am ashamed to inherit his Wen family bloodline. My child looks like him! !
"You misunderstood. Goudan is fine. He was still thinking about how to carry away my safe last night." Wen Yizhai stroked his beard happily.
In the safe was a small-scale model of an arrow that he had made in his spare time. There was a problem with the reactor, and he had never had time to repair it.
Goudan said that Xia Xia loved to tinker with these instruments. She had secretly dismantled the tape recorder at home many times and restored it completely without anyone noticing anything unusual.
The reason why Goudan stole the model was that he thought Xia Xia could help grandpa repair it.
snort!
What can?
Xia Xia can definitely fix it!
Wen Yizhai was so angry that he went back to open the safe at this moment.
At this moment, a surprised voice asked, "Secretary Jiang, it turns out that Goudan's disappearance is related to your child?"
Before Jiang Ningning could answer, Wen Yizhai scolded her, "Goudan, come pick me up tomorrow. You are talking nonsense and have a bad reputation."
Han Qingqing blushed and felt aggrieved in her heart. Why does grandpa always speak up for others and not save any face for himself?
A pair of beautiful eyes were immediately filled with tears.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa. I'm really worried about Goudan. I'm afraid he'll be led astray by other children."
Since they met, from last night till morning, Han Qingqing kept wiping away tears and apologizing. Wen Yizhai, who still felt pity and guilt for her, was annoyed by her tears.
"How can the granddaughter of the Wen family start crying at the slightest provocation?"
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