There was a smile on Cheng Qianfan's face, and he waved his hand and then clasped his fists.

Li Cuiqun also clasped his fists.

Hu Sishui returned to the driver's seat and started the car and left.

In a moment, a police officer knocked in and presented Mr. Li to the booth with the gift.

Cheng Qianfan opened the exquisite wooden gift box wrapped in satin, and there was a gold ingot inside.

To be precise, it was a gold ingot that "in October of the sixth year of Jiaqing, the Qing Dynasty, the North Korean government paid tribute to gold and silver to make a four-level gold ingot to pick up two levels of gold."

Cheng Qianfan picked up this gold ingot and bought it very seriously.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just now, Hu Sishui, the subordinate of Li Cuiqun, called him at the guard post. In fact, Hu Sishui was reading a letter.

This letter was written by Li Cuiqun in a hurry.

The letter says:

Li Cuiqun originally planned to visit him in person, but suddenly he encountered an urgent matter on the way.

Senior Li didn't want his sincerity to be lost, so he ordered Hu Sishui to drive past the gate of the Central Police Office to greet his junior from afar.

Just a little polite, I am just apologizing for the loss of the agreement.

Cheng Qianfan twitched twice.

What a temporary urgent matter, bullshit.

My senior is a proud person. He is reluctant to bow his head easily, but he cares about the "friendship" between the two. This way, there is a way that both parties can accept to apologize.

Cheng Qianfan was admiring the gold ingot in his hand, but in fact he was thinking about what Li Cuiqun did this, and the more he thought about it, the more interesting he felt.

This senior Li is a wise and sensible person.

...

The next morning, it was raining.

On the way to the Central Police Station.

Cheng Qianfan fell down the car window, the wind was a little strong, and the slanted rain was wrapped in the car window.

Cheng Qianfan didn't mean to raise the car window, he liked such coolness.

"Brother Fan, is that Fei Ming the Red Party?"

Haozi asked while driving.

"It's possible." Cheng Qianfan squinted his eyes and looked at the streets in the drizzle, "It's not yet confirmed, and it may be a Shanghai station or a member of the Central Commission for Discipline."

He withdrew his gaze and glanced at the back of Haozi's head, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Li Hao sighed and said, "I just felt it was too cruel. I cut open my throat with a nail. The Red Party was too cruel to me."

"Do you think Fei Ming is the Red Party?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"I think so." Haozi said, "Those guys in the Central Government surrendered with just a few whips. I haven't heard of such a cruel person on the other side of Shanghai Station."

"Okay, don't say this anymore." Cheng Qianfan suddenly felt in a bad mood and said, "Impacting unity."

Half an hour later.

Cheng Qianfan and Lao Huang were walking their dogs in the yard.

While Germany's black back was sticking its butt and shitting, Lao Huang covered his mouth and said, "Fe Ming was actually adopted."

Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lao Huang.

"When the 'dawn' rebellion, Fei Ming's father and mother died. The organization later found Fei Ming, who was a wandering beggar, and placed him in his current home."

"Fei Family?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a hoarse voice.

"The Fei family sympathizes with our party and has always secretly protected and taken in our party's orphans." Lao Huang said slowly, "Mr. Fei and Mrs. Fei have no children."

"Fei Ming's brother and sister?" Cheng Qianfan asked, then he nodded without asking again.

"I got angry with the comrade 'landlord'." Lao Huang suddenly said.

Cheng Qianfan glanced at Lao Huang.

"I feel uncomfortable." Lao Huang said, "Fei Ming's parents have sacrificed. Fei Ming like this should not have sacrificed again."

He murmured, as if he was talking to Cheng Qianfan, and as if he was talking to himself, "You understand what I mean. We Red Party members are not afraid of sacrifice, but we cannot die. I am not afraid of being criticized for being narrow-minded. That's what I think..."

As he said that, Lao Huang suddenly shut up. He sighed and looked at Cheng Qianfan, "You can criticize me for being narrow-minded."

Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently.

He continued walking with the big wolf dog that had finished "Chogong".

His face was like a deep memory.

Lao Huang handed a cigarette to Cheng Qianfan.

Cheng Qianfan took the cigarette and looked at Lao Huang with a very, very serious expression, "Old Huang, there is a person who once said similar things."

It was a very, very dangerous task. He volunteered, and Comrade Zhulin firmly disagreed, which made him a little angry. He was so young that he thought he was underestimated.

Comrade ‘Zhulin’ looked at him, looked at him, and finally touched his head and said:

We old revolutionaries are dead, and it is your turn to be the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the one

The young Cheng Qianfan was silent and asked, "Why?"

Comrade ‘Zhulin’ also looked at the young Cheng Qianfan seriously and said, “Your parents have already taken a step ahead of us. We cannot fall too far, otherwise we will not be able to catch up.”

Cheng Qianfan took a sip of cigarette, and a faint smoke erupted from his nose. He said to Lao Huang, "He is proud of being able to sacrifice his head with his parents' footsteps."

He finally understood Fei Ming's smile when he sacrificed.

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