Li Ling handed out the ID from the car window, and the sentry in the booth carefully checked it and returned it to him, raising the pole to release it.

The road to the military compound is not complicated, there are only a few back and forth. Li Ling drove north, drove through the office area and dormitory, and entered the residential area.

When the car stopped steadily and Li Ling pulled up the handbrake, Hu Pingtao really didn't know what to say.

He can now be sure that the "old leader" Lei Yue mentioned is his father.

But this matter is strange. Generally speaking, soldiers who have transferred from the army to the local government will habitually call their superiors "old leader" or "old superiors". But Lei Yue speaks of "old leader" at once, so Hu Pingtao did not connect the two from the beginning.

After picking up the things and getting out of the car, Hu Pingtao watched Lei Yue walk up the steps and knock on the door.

A familiar woman came out and opened the door.

Lei Yue bowed with a smile: "Hello Teacher Li. It's the holiday, I'll see you and the old leader."

The woman nodded politely with a smile in her eyes: "It's Xiao Lei, long time no see you..."

When the words came to her mouth, she suddenly saw Hu Pingtao standing beside Lei Yue and smiling at her, and was stunned.

Hu Pingtao walked forward and shouted seriously: "Mom!"

This is his mother, Li Jinglan.

Lei Yue felt that the whole world became unreal in an instant, and countless thoughts rushed around in his mind and instantly lost their thinking ability.

Li Ling and Kong Chengli opened their mouths wide, not as good as having a duck egg stuffed in, but they could clearly see their teeth.

Li Jinglan hugged Hu Pingtao all of a sudden, as if it was the most precious treasure, and she might lose it as long as she let go.

"You kid, you don't even say anything, it makes me unable to sleep those days."

"If it weren't for your Uncle Xiong calling, I would be so anxious."

"Why do you think of being a policeman? This is not a bad thing. Just tell your father. There is no need to sneak away by yourself!"

She hugged her hands tightly, nagging, tears rolling in her eyes, and complaining endlessly.

Lei Yue was stunned by the side.

After a long time, he asked slowly: "Teacher Li, you and Xiaohu... are this..."

Li Jinglan has a high position in Zhaocheng and has the nickname of a strong woman. In the past, every time she visited the old leader, Lei Yue was very awe of her and had never seen such a behavior.

"This is my son." Li Jinglan quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, but her left hand grabbed Hu Pingtao's wrist tightly. She looked at Lei Yue and others in confusion: "Xiao Lei, Xiao Hu is back with you, why don't you know he is my son?"

At this moment, Lei Yue had a clear understanding in his mind, and he had already greeted Director Xiong Jie's relatives countless times. He cried out: "I... I really don't know! Xiaohu never said it, no one told me!"

"It's not too late to know now." Li Jinglan in a good mood smiled happily, "Come in, let's talk about it. No one is allowed to leave today. They will stay with me for dinner and have a few drinks with my old man."

Li Ling and Kong Chengli walked behind.

Looking at Lei Yue's back, Li Ling leaned closer to Kong Chengli's ear and whispered: "For ten yuan, Xiong Bureau must know who Xiaohu's parents are. Team Lei was cheated this time."

Kong Chengli nodded with fear and said, "Mr. Xiong is so bad. I have been here with Team Lei last year. His old leader is the commander of the military region! If I had known this relationship, Team Lei wouldn't have provided Xiaohu with him?"

Li Ling said with emotion: "Look at what others did. When Xiaohu was in our drug control team, he never mentioned his parents or showed off. If he hadn't come to the door today, I probably wouldn't have said that. Thinking about others, last month, I went to the district government to do business and passed by the service window. A little girl sat inside and shouted that her father was the director of the bureau and was at the deputy department level... Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Kong Chengli scolded and said, "You don't understand this. Rumors from the world: There is a good father who will work hard for ten years less."

Li Ling raised his hand and pointed forward: "Then how do you explain Xiaohu's incident? His father is the commander, his mother has a high position, and his sister is not a mortal."

Kong Chengli was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is his sister Xiaohu?"

"Have you heard about Beitong Group?" Li Ling lowered the volume: "A famous domestic large enterprise, whose stocks were listed in Xiangjiang a few years ago, went directly to the top that day. Someone said behind his back that Xiaohu's sister relied on his parents to do business, but Team Lei said that these are all baseless nonsense."

"Beitong Group?" Kong Chengli's eyes lit up with little stars: "Brother Li, do you mean, is that it's Sister Xiaohu's property?"

"I also heard from the Lei Team, the director of the group."

"Then their family is not short of money! But when I see Xiaohu's clothes, they are at most dozens of dollars."

"So this is called low-key, this is the real good family tradition. Think about it, when we solved the case of Li Lihong, Xiaohu fell down when he said that he had fallen. There was such a big wound on his leg. People didn't complain about being tired or receiving special treatment. They were not like the second generation of officials and second generations outside, and they were parents and money when they opened their mouths."

...

Hu Chong sat on the sofa first.

This is an old man with gray hair, and his whole body exudes a strong military aura. The lines on his face are hard and show a tough temperament. Because he is at home, his shirt is open, but he maintains a straight sitting posture and is arrogant without anger.

He greeted Lei Yue and others separately. Looking at his son who was standing in front of him, Hu Chongxian stared at him with a serious look for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

Li Jinglan was a little anxious next to her and hurriedly walked over and advised: "For the big holiday, Xiao Lei and his colleagues are here. I'll say anything to you later."

Hu Chong looked at his wife first and said lightly: "You don't need to teach me these things."

Hu Biyuan and his wife arrived at noon. She came over, sat down next to her father, and held Hu Chongxian's arm: "Dad, he doesn't want to join the army, but he didn't do anything bad! It's great to be a policeman. Look at Brother Lei, it's the best example."

Hu Chong first lifted his arm from his daughter's arms: "Go, bring my coat."

Lei Yue and others couldn't interfere at all.

Li Jinglan was at a loss: "It's almost time to eat, where are you going?"

Hu Chong first stood up from the sofa and took a deep look at his son standing in front of him: "Let's go, go out with me."

...

Hu Pingtao followed his father and came all the way to the external publicity room of the military region's information department.

This is a large room covering an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. The snow-white walls are hung with military propaganda materials, from the Nanchang Uprising to the self-defense counterattack after the founding of the People's Republic of China. It mainly includes pictures of characters and related introductions.

There are many old objects displayed in the hall, from military horns, rifles, dishes, to bills, bayonets, uniforms in the JF district era, to the current military rank signs, as well as the rankings of military competitions in recent years, as well as hundreds of items. The cabinets and tables are covered with glass and are wiped cleanly.

This place is open to the public and anyone can come in. Nearby schools also regard it as a second class, and students often come to visit it.

Hu Pingtao has been here more than once.

Hu Chongxian stood in front of the No. 2 display cabinet and watched an old military cap placed on the white tablet for a long time, an old kettle, and a five-pointed star hat badge that was obviously burned by fire and had a mottled surface.

"Do you remember the book I asked you to read when I was a child?" Hu Chongxian did not turn around. Although he was asking, his tone was very serious.

Hu Pingtao answered seriously: "Remember, "The Wreath Under the Mountains."

That was one of his childhood enlightenment books.

"You're grown up, we can talk about some things."

Hu Chong turned around slowly, and his eyes were very complicated when he looked at his son. There were expectations, blame, dissatisfaction and anxiety: "What do you think of Zhao Mengsheng?"

(Note: Zhao Mengsheng, the protagonist of "The Wreath Under the Mountain".)

Hu Pingtao was slightly stunned. He was young and never expected his father to raise this question. He was at a loss for a moment and had all kinds of thoughts. Looking at his father in military uniform, looking at the relics in the display cabinet that were marked with a long time mark, Hu Pingtao felt that he had grasped some key point, but under the pressure of his father's majesty, he was a little difficult to speak and could not speak.

"That was a special era. Zhao Mengsheng represented a special type of people, that is, the children of high-ranking officials."

Hu Chongxian's voice was very dull, and he did not deliberately emphasize his tone: "Warning war means killing people, but without fighting, it is impossible to guarantee the peace of the country. Why did I keep asking you to read that book? I also asked you to write a lot of reading diaries? Just because you are my son."

"When I was in the self-defense fight, I was just a deputy regiment commander. I won't say how cruel that battle was. None of the soldiers in the Republic retreated. Ordinary soldiers were brave, and the children of high-ranking officials were not cowards. Of course, what I said did not mean everyone, but most people, especially those I knew, were good."

"The commander of the 160th Division of the A is my old superior. He transferred his son from the rear base to the front line and unfortunately died."

"Captain Mao's only son fought against the vanguard after joining the war, and his legs were broken by a landmine and he was also sacrificed."

"Uncle Yu, you know him. His eldest son died when he was hitting Gaoping. The second brother covered the retreat of the troops and died in battle."

"There is also Uncle Song from Dongjiang Province, who was the deputy commander of the 22nd Division of the A-22nd Division. His son and two nephews were both killed in battle. Old Song came to our Yunnan Province to visit the graves every Qingming Festival, just to see his dead relatives."

"Some people are born with privileges, such as Zhao Mengsheng and you." Hu Chongxian looked at Hu Pingtao with sharp eyes: "I have led many soldiers from the deputy commander to the commander and have seen all kinds of things. There are too many people asking me to help with things. Some people are unwilling to retire and want to be a conscript; some want to be promoted; some people seek a better position... I only have one sentence: follow the rules."
Chapter completed!