Wang Tianzhong basically still held the traditional mindset of the previous generation. When Wang Tianxiao later reflected on Wang Tianzhong's actions, he realized that if they were based on the interests of the family, they would all seem very reasonable.
Then there aren't so many things I can't understand.
"Why don't you come sit at my place? I have something to tell you." The two stood at the door, where many people came and went. Because Wang Tianzhong was the deputy director, everyone greeted him politely.
Therefore, everyone would curiously look at Wang Tianxiao.
It's very inconvenient to talk.
Wang Tianxiao looked up at the sky and sighed inwardly, ultimately deciding not to offend his brother.
When his brother passed away, he was only fifty-nine years old. In his previous life, after his brother's death, Wang Tianxiao was also very sad. He thought about their experiences growing up together and how his brother had always cared for and looked after him sincerely. He couldn't just pretend that nothing had happened because his brother didn't get a fair ending.
A true man should be able to distinguish between right and wrong and make clear decisions.
From the older brother's perspective, all younger brothers are younger brothers, and he probably thought he was being completely fair.
Wang Tianxiao parked his motorcycle in the visitor parking space at the entrance of the bureau and followed Wang Tianzhong up the steps.
"Brother, my friend is waiting for me, I can't stay too long."
"I understand," Wang Tianzhong said calmly.
Since things had come to this, Wang Tianxiao couldn't say anything more and followed his elder brother into the police station.
The Public Security Bureau is very simple, and looks no different from many other public institutions. The police officers are busy, all working on their respective tasks.
Wang Tianzhong had a good reputation in the bureau. On the way to the second-floor office with Wang Tianxiao, everyone greeted him.
He nodded slightly, neither rigid nor deliberately showing any enthusiasm, maintaining the demeanor and temperament expected of a leader.
The two arrived at Wang Tianzhong's office on the west side of the second floor, right next to the director's office, which showed that his position was quite good.
The door was ajar. Wang Tianzhong pushed it open, and there was a faint smell of laundry detergent inside.
In those days, people didn't have many cleaning products to use when wiping tables and chairs, so they often just used laundry detergent instead. Wang Tianxiao noticed that there were still water stains on the floor, which meant that the cleaning staff must have just cleaned the floor.
Wang Tianzhong's office was quite simple.
On the east side, near the window, is a bright orange-red lacquered wooden desk that looks about 60-70% new. Two matching chairs sit in front of it, along with a pen holder, a box of ink, a pair of glasses, a stack of documents, and several somewhat worn books.
And a family photo frame.
It was all of Wang's brothers, sisters, and parents, a total of eleven people.
The youngest sister, Wang Xiaozhu, was still being held in her mother Zhang Meifeng's arms; she looked to be only a few months old at most. The fifth and sixth children were also still babies, still on the ground.
There was a coat rack on the side of the desk, with a yellow-green military overcoat hanging on it. It looked somewhat modern and was probably issued to him when he was in the army. I just don't know why he's still wearing it now.
There was a stove on the west side of the office, and some smoke slowly drifted out of the stove and into the room.
Wang Tianxiao then noticed that in addition to the smell of laundry detergent, there was also a faint smell of coal smoke in the room. This smell was very familiar; it was a common way for people here to keep warm in winter.
However, even this simple method requires coal.
Many poor people cannot afford not only stoves, but also coal.
There are two types of coal used in the stove. One type is large charcoal that you buy and burn directly, which is of course the most luxurious enjoyment. Because the charcoal can burn more completely, there is very little smoke.
However, large charcoal pieces are extremely expensive.
Anyone who has bought coal knows that the larger the coal block, the more expensive it is.
Large coal blocks can cost several times more than fine coal.
If you can't afford charcoal, then you can only buy fine coal.
This is the choice of people with relatively weak economic strength.
Even fine coal has two uses. People with better conditions use it to make honeycomb briquettes, which produce a larger flame and less smoke when burned.
As a last resort, people with worse conditions would mix fine coal with a certain proportion of soil to make coal blocks, and then burn them slowly.
This method uses less coal and is very slow, but it produces a lot of smoke. If the furnace is not properly sealed, it can really suffocate people.
They might build a stove, but the smoke is so strong that people can't stand it. Just when they manage to stay still, the stove goes out.
Fortunately, Wang Tianxiao never had this problem when he was a child.
He couldn't afford coal at all, and in winter he mainly relied on heating his kang (a heated brick bed), using tree leaves as a substitute.
"Sit down, Tianxiao." Wang Tianzhong took off his outer clothes and hung them on the hanger. He turned around, took out a box of tea from the cabinet behind his desk, poured a cup of tea for Wang Tianxiao, poured some hot water into his own enamel mug, and then sat down in his seat.
"This tea is very good; a comrade-in-arms sent it to me."
Wang Tianxiao picked up the water cup and took a small sip. It was a little hot, and he couldn't taste anything, but he still nodded to show his approval of the tea's quality.
He noticed that his elder brother wasn't drinking tea.
My feelings are very complicated.
Wang Tianxiao was not in good health. He underwent heart bypass surgery when he was in his forties. Even though it was covered by public funds, it still left him with health problems. He eventually died of a myocardial infarction.
It now appears that my elder brother's health had already started to deteriorate around this time.
He used to really enjoy drinking tea.
"Is your motorcycle really borrowed?"
Wang Tianxiao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "It really was borrowed; I just rode it for fun."
"That's good," Wang Tianzhong nodded. "I heard you were transferred back from Ziwu Ridge. Why didn't you discuss this with me?"
"I can't get away from home," Wang Tianxiao said with a smile. "My wife is already struggling to take care of one child, and the second one is about to be born. How can we manage without someone else?"
“That’s true,” Wang Tianzhong said thoughtfully. “Will your treatment still be guaranteed after you come back? I had to ask my comrade-in-arms to help you get that job. It’s hard to get someone in now. Don’t do anything wrong and waste such a good job.”
“I know. It’s fine to come back here. The benefits are the same, and I can still take care of my family.”
"You can arrange it yourself."
Wang Tianzhong took a sip of water, rubbed his temples, and seemed to ponder for a moment before saying, "I was originally planning to go back to my hometown soon to arrange some things, and since I happened to run into you here, I thought I'd ask for your opinion."
"Tianxiao, Dad passed away a few years ago, and Mom is getting old. I'm busy with work and can't take care of the family much, so I'd like you to take charge of arranging and coordinating various family matters from now on. What do you think?"
I disagree.
Without even thinking, Wang Tianxiao instinctively refused.
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