Chapter 3 Bigger background ()

It is not difficult to imagine that tonight's situation will become a nightmare for some time after Zhao Gang and his son. If Zhao Boying still has the courage to continue to come into contact with the piano in the future, then his piano path will always be under the shadow of Wang Qibu.

After seeing off the embarrassing Zhao family father and son, the family's eyes focused on Wang Qibu again. An illusion similar to the next moment that Wang Qibu will transform into a super Saiyan, which permeated their hearts.

"Mom comes to tell me a story. I'm sleepy and I want to sleep." As he said that, he couldn't stand the crowd watching him as if he had never opened a treasure box and escaped back to his room.

"There is no doubt that this child is a genius. Yunshan, you need to educate him well." Wang Yucai finished speaking, and turned back to the study with a happy smile.

Wang Qibu, who was lying in his mother's arms that night, thought a lot, and was reborn, and the problem of the Zhao family also surfaced again. Although the Zhao family had paid a serious price for their behavior in the previous life, as mentioned before, this was not enough to calm Wang Qibu's anger. He thanked God for giving him the chance to wave the butcher knife to the Zhao family again. Moreover, this was not as difficult as Wang Qibu, who had sufficient experience, as he did the first time before he was reborn. The biggest obstacle faced by moving to the Zhao family before he was reborn was the official. So what Wang Qibu had to do first was to help his grandfather and father reach a higher position, so that only in this way can the Zhao family be free and freehand. As a reborn person, he has such confidence.

Wang Qibu, who became more and more excited, climbed out of bed and was about to go to Wang Yucai's study to find paper and pen to write some plans in his head. When he walked to the door of the study, he found that the light in the study was on. After thinking about it, he still pushed the door open.

"Qianzhu? I don't sleep so late, why are you here to come to my grandfather?" After putting down what I was in my hand, Wang Yu took the Wangqi Trail that he walked into.

"Grandpa isn't sleeping yet." Wang Qibu retorted with confidence.

"Oh? Hehe. Yes, it's grandpa's bureaucrat." If Wang Qibu was twenty years old at this time, then Wang Yucai would definitely scold him for being rude. How could he talk to grandpa me? But this was said from a three-year-old child, but Wang Yucai could not take it as an offense at all. Instead, he felt happy that his grandson was alert and eloquent.

"Grandpa, then what are you watching when you don't sleep?" Wang Qibu climbed onto Wang Yucai's desk and asked.

"A letter without a signature." Wang Yucai sighed.

Anonymous letters. They were first derived from the Eighth Party and were mostly used for complaints. They were also used by some treacherous courtships or job seekers in later generations. Judging from the grandfather's attitude, anonymous letters should be meaningful, but the defendant's background should be quite good. Could it be Zhao Gang?

It is very likely that, after all, according to the information he had before his rebirth, Zhao Gang did have a series of facts of using his power to commit crimes during his tenure in Songcheng. It seems that his grandfather has fought with Zhao Gang. It is only Wang Yu in his previous life that he was unable to do anything to Zhao Gang, but instead formed a grudge with the Zhao family.

So should I stop it? Wang Qibu, who already knew the "result", did not have this idea. Because after his rebirth, he mastered an important information that only those who know the future would know; that is, at the Supreme Standing Committee in January 1986, Lord Deng clearly pointed out that in order to build spiritual civilization, grasp the party style, and improve social atmosphere, we must be severely grasped, not relaxed for a day, starting from specific events. With the reform and opening up process, a large number of officials who could not stand the temptation appeared in the country, so Lord Taizong, who is known for his toughness, decided to take the next ruthless action in the officialdom. Wang Yucai took action in his previous life,

There are two main reasons; one is that he is worried and does not use thunder means to cause shocking noise. The other is that the timing is wrong, and he misses the excellent time for Master Taizong to think about the administration. Therefore, this time, the struggle between Wang Yucai and Zhao Gang cannot be placed in a more gentle secret, but also has to work openly and upright to create a big deal. The best officialdom is well known. Wang Qibu believes that as long as the matter reaches enough influence and representativeness, it is definitely not difficult to move to at least Zhao Gang alone. But how to persuade Wang Yucai is a problem for Wang Qibu.

"Why didn't the person who wrote the letter sign? Have you forgotten to write it?" Wang Qibu was very confused.

"I'm not forgetting, I'm just a person who still has a little conscience but no courage." Wang Yucai said, and then smiled bitterly after seeing the more confusing expression on Wang Qibu's face, "Oh, I'm so confused. I can tell you that you can understand these."

"Grandpa, is the person who wrote the letter complaining, right? And the person who sued was an official?" Wang Qibu asked suddenly.

"How did you know?" Wang Yucai, who was stunned by the question, asked back.

"Because my mother told me the stories of people complaining in ancient times, saying that as long as the person who sued the officials was an official, he would first be beaten. The person who wrote the letter must not be disgusted with the official doing bad things, and then he did not have the courage to be beaten, so he did not dare to write a name." Wang Qibu said firmly.

"Haha, Qibu is so smart. Then what should you do if you think grandpa should do?" Wang Yucai decided to talk to his grandson, just to change his mind.

"That depends on whether it is grandpa's official position or the one who does bad things." Wang Qibu pretended to be confused with understanding.

"It's a bad idea to see people doing food, but it's a young age." Wang Yucai said with a stern face.

"Grandpa, I haven't finished talking yet. Please tell me who is the top official first." Wang Qibu was not, and he couldn't be afraid. Instead, he said coquettishly.

"Okay, it's grandpa's official position." Wang Yu finished speaking, then he looked like "I see what you said."

"That's simple, just arrest him directly." Wang Qibu said for granted.

"Uh. Haha, it seems that I'm so confused. I actually believe you have any good ideas." Wang Yucai, who was choked, said with a smile.

"Mom said that she would be punished if she did something wrong, so Qibu's idea was the best way. Otherwise, grandpa would be the old man and would have no idea of ​​the food." Wang Qibu said, jumping off the chair and leaving angrily.

Looking at the grandson's back as he left, Wang Yucai thought for a long time; yes, if you do something wrong, you will be punished. Even my three-year-old grandson knows this truth. Your Zhao Gang has a big background, but so what? Compared with the national law and axiom behind me, Wang Yucai, it is simply not worth mentioning. So I originally planned to hit Zhao Gang and Wang Yu to decide to take a heavy move and kill him.

"Seven Steps, practice well, you will definitely become a great musician in the future." Since discovering Wang Qibu's superhuman talent that night, Wang Liqiong began to supervise Wang Qibu to practice piano.

"Well." Wang Qibu was as obedient as ever. He was not a fanatical person, but using playing the piano to pass his current boring time is still a good choice.

In fact, after rebirth, Wang Qibu thought about how he should live in his life more than once. He planned to inherit the family tradition as he did in his previous life? Should he use his foresight in this life to seize wealth and easily be the richest person on this planet? Or should he realize the stage, screen, and star dream that he had done in his fifteen or sixteenth year of his previous life? Finally, after concentrating on enjoying the warmth of his family in these three years, he made a decision; both of them, but not obsessed. And if these conflicts with relatives and families, he would choose the latter without hesitation.

The New Year atmosphere in Songcheng is very rich. He was led by his mother Lin Shishi on the streets of the 1980s. Looking at the things in front of him that he should have seen nearly thirty years ago but could not remember them, Wang Qibu was very moved. It felt like a boat was coming from the ocean and then returning to the bay when he first entered the water. It was magical, quiet, and there was an indescribable peace.

The sixth year of reform and opening up, and the entire pedestrian street similar to later generations was filled with various individual vendors. Although most people at that time were still ridiculous in dressing, this did not hinder their enthusiasm for shopping at all. Occasionally, sporadic firecrackers also made footnotes to this festive picture called "New Year Market". Looking at Lin Lin in front of him and thinking about all kinds of things twenty years later, Wang Qibu couldn't help but sigh that if there was anything that could compare the magicality of rebirth, then the changes in China over the past 20 years would undoubtedly be included in it.

"Seven Steps, are you sure you don't want your mother to carry it?" Lin Shishi spoke again, feeling sorry for her son, but after walking so far.

"No, I haven't run for many days. I just think it's exercise." Wang Qibu refused, and then saw Lin Shishi's expression of disappointment and said again, "Mom, I want to be stronger quickly, and then I can go out for fun with my mother on my back."

Only this standard childish saying that sounds a bit childish, but Lin Shishi's eyes, who was originally a little lost, instantly moistened. "Take out with your mother on your back" No matter whether his son can do it in the future, if he can say such words, Lin Shishi felt that she was not in vain and loved her son in vain. In fact, what his parents asked for was that simple.

"Mom, let's go home, and then you tell me the story of the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit."

"Yeah, go home."

Under the pure white set, it is difficult to tell who is holding who is his mother and son, and he is happily walking on the way home.

"Dad, someone told me that the troops will make big moves this year." Wang Yunshan said to his father who was picking up flowers and plants.

"Even if you have heard of it at your level, this matter is not a secret. Why are you worried that it will affect yourself?" Wang Yucai said casually, his attention was not removed by his son's words.

"Is the disarmament true?" Although I had heard from my college classmates for a long time, Wang Yunshan was still surprised after the news was confirmed by his father.

"Adults have set the tone for the country's development in the next 30 years, to develop the economy, not fight, to have peace, and not war. So this disarmament can be said to be the general trend, but this matter has nothing to do with you. After all, highly educated soldiers are also the development direction of our army proposed by the adults." Wang Yucai was still calm, but saw his son's frown, so he asked, "What's wrong? What do you think about this matter?"

"I have no idea about disarmament. The road to elite troops is the direction of our army's development. I knew it when I was in college. I just kept thinking since I heard this news. Compared to those soldiers who left, how much can my stay bring to the army that they cannot bring?" Wang Yunshan said.

"Oh? Then what did you think of?" Wang Yucai's face was filled with relief when he heard his son say this.

"I thought a lot, but most of them are not realistic. I have to admit that even our country's weapons and equipment are still in a very backward stage than other military powers. So much so that the high-tech troops I have always advocated since the university are still empty talk." Wang Yunshan said in a lost voice.

"Grandpa, dad, I'm back." Wang Qibu, who had just heard the conversation between father and son in the study room at the door, had a flash of inspiration in his head and rushed in directly.

"My son is back. Come on, let dad hug you." Wang Yunshan said as he hugged Wang Qibu in his arms.

"I have been out for so long and I don't wear much, so I'm frozen?" In fact, Wang Qibu doesn't wear a lot of clothes. Just imagine how Lin Shishi, who loves her son, could make Wang Qibu freeze? But the old man's care for his grandson has reached a blind point.

"Grandpa, I'm not cold, I'm already wearing a lot. Besides, when I passed by the river, I saw many people swimming in the river. They only wore pairs of pants, and it didn't seem to be cold." Wang Qibu said excitedly.

"Haha, silly kids, those people have been trained." Wang Yucai smiled.

"Grandpa, do you mean that after training, people can go into the water to swim without wearing thick clothes in winter?" Wang Qibu asked.

"Well, that's it." Wang Yucai said affirmatively.

"Wow, it turns out that exercise is such a magical thing. Can dad's soldiers be trained and eliminated the enemy without a gun?" Wang Qibu continued his innocence.

Wang Yunshan National Defense University’s diploma was not bought, and his son’s explicit reminder made him fall into deep thought.
Chapter completed!