The ward was silent, and I didn’t know what was going on inside. Who raised his hand and who didn’t raise his hand?

Just now, there were only the voices of the colonel and Ye Xiaolai. Who knows what Zhang Supan, the king and the king, what Xiao Wang thought? This period of silence was really a torment for me.

Right and wrong, success and failure, are all done in one fell swoop.

My ears were pressed against the door, and my heart almost jumped out. Every second was like life for me. It was only a dozen seconds, but I felt that they hadn't spoken for a long time. At this moment, a nurse suddenly came over and was about to speak as soon as she saw me. As soon as she was about to speak, the colonel and the others must have heard it. I quickly ran forward and reached out to cover the nurse's mouth. The nurse looked horrified and thought I was molesting her. She was almost about to scream.

I quickly pulled her aside and said, "Don't talk, it's just doing things inside."

The nurse looked confused: "What's the matter?"

I said, don't worry, come again later, and then pushed the nurse away. I returned to the door of the ward, but heard the colonel say, "Okay, the old rules, the minority obeys the majority, this matter is decided." Everyone else said it was OK. He didn't say that he had decided anything.

I was so anxious that the nurse also appeared too badly, but I missed the most important and most critical paragraph. I am a little too hearted? I hope they can talk about the previous events, but their topic has shifted to other places, talking about Xiaoyao's study and life at No. 3 Middle School.

Xiaoyao also reported good news but not bad news. She said that she was so good at No. 3 Middle School and had a happy time with her classmates. Gu Jianzhong was just an exception. Besides, there are big people who are guarding her now, so there will be no more trouble.

I listened for a while and felt that the topic would not go back, so I had to push the door and go in, carry the lunch box, and smiled and say, come on, come on, eat. Everyone sat up, Xiaoyao also came to help me and distributed the lunch boxes to everyone one by one.

"Zuo Fei, thank you."

"Thank you, Zuo Fei."

Everyone said one after another, and Zhang Supan shouted: "I'm going, it's my favorite fish-flavored pork rice bowl. Zuo Fei, you are so great. I think I've fallen in love with you."

I said happily that I bought a copy of each item and didn’t deliberately choose it. Everyone took what they like. Just based on my personal feeling, the one-handed corps’ attitude towards me has improved a lot, unlike before, with a sense of hypocrisy. The eyes are sincere and the tone is sincere. Although I didn’t hear the most critical part, I think they should have trusted me and regarded me as a true friend.

Next, it depends on how they do it. You Zhen Jiadi.

When I handed the lunch box to Ye Xiaolai, Ye Xiaolai looked at me with suspicious eyes. My heart beat up and my face seemed to be nothing: "What's wrong?" Ye Xiaolai shook his head and said nothing, and then asked me, Zuo Fei, how long will you go back to Third High School?

I thought to myself, is this guy still suspicious of me? I pushed him and said, "What do you always say about this?" Then I whispered, "I often go back, don't talk to monkeys and the others, I'm still afraid that Wang Yao will know." Ye Xiaolai smiled and stopped talking.

"Well, it's delicious." Everyone praised while eating.

I said of course, I have been studying at No. 3 Middle School for half a year. I know clearly where the food is delicious nearby!

After dinner, Xiaoyao was in charge of cleaning up. I chatted with the colonel and asked about his grandfather.

The colonel said why I asked this again? I said I called my dad and he said he might be able to help. When he heard this, the colonel was immediately excited and grabbed my arm and said: Really?!

I said it was just possible, not necessarily, but it was possible to try it. If it didn't work, don't blame me. The colonel was even more excited and grabbed my arm and said yes. Then he immediately called his father and asked his father to send the petition materials.

"Dad, I have a classmate here. His dad is an official and said he can help our family. You can bring the materials over quickly."

After making the phone call, I sat for a while. When I pushed the door of the ward, an old man came in with a dusty face as dark as charcoal, and his clothes were sloppy, looking like a scattered person.

I was thinking where this was the old beggar man, but the colonel had already gotten out of the hospital bed: "Dad!"

I was shocked. This is the colonel's father?! The colonel is only eighteen years old, and his father is only in his forties at most. Why is he as old as he is in his sixties?

"Son, what's wrong with you?" The colonel's father noticed the wounds all over the colonel.

"Dad, I'm fine, I fought with someone. Dad, let me introduce you to the classmate I told you." The colonel led his dad over, and I quickly stood up and called uncle.

The colonel's father held my hand and burst into tears in a blink of an eye: "Little classmate, can you really help?"

It was only then that I noticed that the colonel's father was not old, but he was working hard all year round, which led to his current face.

I quickly said, "Uncle, I can't guarantee that my dad said he could try it, but he has to figure out what's going on."

"Okay, okay." The colonel's father immediately took out a stack of materials from his arms, which were dozens of pages, some handwritten, some printed, and some signed signatures. The colonel's father has been petitioning for so many years, and of course the materials are quite complete. I don't understand these things, but after turning pages, I feel that there is sufficient evidence, and what happened decades ago seems to be vivid in my mind.

"Uncle, I'll give it to my dad right away. However, there is a saying that must be said before. I can only guarantee that I will succeed. Can you understand this?" No matter how you are a person or a person, you must not be too full of words.

"Student, I have been running around for so many years and failed again and again. To be honest, I have no hope for a long time, but I just continue to do this with a sense of faith. I am very grateful for your help today, but... I am not optimistic about it myself." The colonel's father said, and started crying like a child again.

"Dad..." The colonel also started to cry.

What has the father and son experienced over the years?

The others in the one-handed regiment were also crying softly.

My heart was cut like a knife, and I said seriously: "Uncle, no matter whether it can be successful or not, I will do my best to do this. Please wait for my news!"

After saying that, I immediately turned around and left the ward.

When I left the hospital, I called my dad and said that I had taken the petition materials of my classmate's grandfather. My dad said that he was still working overtime and asked me to go to his workplace to find him. I immediately took a taxi to the government building in Dongcheng.

I have been in Dongcheng for almost two years. I have not been to my father's workplace yet. My father didn't let me find him, saying that the impact was not good. At first I was not convinced, and said that the impact was not good. Did I lose my son? My father said that it was no. He was afraid that someone would not be able to find him, so he turned his attention to me, either threatening or tempting, making it difficult for him to get into trouble.

From then on, I realized my father's good intentions, so I rarely went to see my father.

In such a long incident in Dongcheng, I have learned about my father's specific work. Although my father's treatment is only a deputy director, his power is indeed quite good. I dare not say that he covers the sky with just one hand, and half of it is always the same. Treatment and power are never equated. For example, a small clerk in a key department in Beijing, for example, from the Discipline Inspection Commission, can scare the mayor at the department level to death when he comes to Dongcheng. This is the difference.

When he arrived at the government building, the armed police at the door saw the stack of materials in my hand. He had seen too many of them, so he immediately stopped me. He had to call my father again before putting me in. He took the elevator to the fifth floor and came to the door of an office.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard a teasing sound coming from inside. A woman whose voice was so charming that she was moaning softly: "I hate you, don't be here..."

At that time, I shouted in my heart that I'm going to make a big fuck. What is my dad doing? Isn't it a mess with his female secretary? Could it be that my fickle genes are passed down from my dad? As a man, I can understand the mentality of men sometimes wanting to steal food, but this is the office. Although it's after get off work, there are not many people in the building, but is my dad too arrogant and too much?

Besides, my dad knows that I will be here soon, so I won’t be so anxious, right?!

Listening to the sound inside, I took a step back with black lines on my head.

what to do?

I thought about it and called my dad.

My dad immediately picked it up and said, Dad, I'm here, right at the door of your office. My dad said, come in directly, the door is not locked. I stuttered, "I, I'll go in now?" My dad said, "Yeah, come in, and then hung up the phone."

To be honest, I called my dad just to remind him not to mess with the female secretary and quickly pack up. I took a step forward, but then I heard the joke inside, and the woman even started screaming softly.

"..." My mind was covered in mud. How did I get in?

Dad, Dad, what do you want to do...

At this moment, the door suddenly sounded open on the other side of the corridor, and then my dad's voice also sounded: "Zuo Fei, what are you doing there?"

I looked back in surprise and saw my dad appear at the door on the other side of the corridor.

I'll go, I got the east-west direction wrong...

It turned out that I misunderstood my dad. I just said, how could I mess with the female secretary if I am such a dignified and upright person? I took a step back and said that even if it was a mess, with my dad's IQ, it would definitely not make anyone discover it, let alone his son discover it!

Seeing me coming from the other side, my dad knew that I had gone wrong and even joked that I was a road fool.

I casually said, "Although I went wrong, I accidentally discovered that there was a passionate drama in the office over there."

When my dad heard this, his face immediately calmed down: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Chapter completed!