C34 I know

Liu Yue seemed to know the disappointment and unhappiness in my heart, and happily told me during a call: "A Feng, when big sis succeeds, I will tell you about it. What I need now is to work hard, and work hard to show off my ability and talent … You too, do not indulge in the love of your children. Love should be a catalyst for your career, not a lost cause … "

I casually promised Liu Yue. "Sis, I know."

"Do you know, A Feng, every time I think of you, my heart is filled with joy, I am especially spirited when I work, and I am filled with confidence towards the future …"

"METOO!" "No," I replied, trying to appear relaxed.

"You are very smart, and very clever. As long as you do things properly, you will do better than me in the future," Liu Yue said sincerely, "If you stay in the unit, if you stay in the political arena, if you do 30% of the work, if you are 70% of the work, no matter how good your job is, if you don't know how to be a person, you won't have a day where you can stand out … "We must be good at observation, good at thinking, good at generalizing, good at understanding the intentions of our leaders, good at uniting the majority, smart at dealing with the world, flexible at doing things …"

Just like every time I made a phone call, Liu Yue started to teach me these truths: "You have to put being a good person first before you can do anything. In this case, being a person meant that they were a part of a relationship, a point that was woven into a network from top to bottom, becoming a part of the network. "Remember, the word 'strong' doesn't refer to his ability to work, but to his ability to be a person …"

I listened carefully, remembering in silence.

In addition to being on the phone, Liu Yue would often discuss a lot of ideas and opinions with me in letters:

"A Feng, remember, don't stubbornly pursue the truth, don't stubbornly investigate the true nature of the matter, and let the researchers do things like exploring the truth. This is their business. Keep in mind that what is good for you is right, that what is useful is truth... "If you can't grasp it, it can be simplified as: what our superiors advocate is the right thing to do …"

"A Feng, in order to survive in the political world, not only must you learn how to put on a show, you must also be good at it. You must treat acting on the spot as a habit, no, a career. Prostitute and politics were the most similar occupations, except that a prostitute sold her body and her heart. "Remember, after entering politics, your mouth will not only belong to yourself. Say whatever you need to say …"

"What is the purpose of this place? Benefits. Some people now call it corruption, to learn to take a fair share of the benefits. Not only do you have to make the acquisition of all kinds of benefits a clear goal in the coliseum, but you also have to make it a clear goal. Your leader promoted you because you could benefit him; your subordinates obeyed because you could benefit him; the people around you took care of you because you could benefit him … A Feng, you don't need to care about the benefits yourself, but you must pay others. "Remember, your goal of seizing benefits is not far from failure."

"Also, you must always sincerely praise your leader, praise your boss and call him a lackey. You must believe that lackluster is a type of advanced art, and never think that you just need to show your face, that you need to have the skill to do so …" There were many women who could afford to sell, but very few who could afford to sell themselves for a large sum or sell themselves for a good price. Most of them were low-level Three Accompanying Miss. This was the same principle as slapping horses. Praise the leader is to be appreciated by the higher authorities. In a society governed by men, the appreciation of the superior is an extremely important way to be promoted to an official. Everything else is just a form. One cannot fail to see this … "

"No matter how our appearance changes, our society is essentially a peasant society, and whoever caters to the farmer will succeed. The people around us, no matter what they looked like, were all farmers. Farmers are characterized by shortsightedness and focus on the immediate interests. So the way you do things, you have to make yourself farmers when you need them. You have to adapt to their short-term benefits, adapt to their short-sightedness, and quickly integrate yourself into the group you need … But, A Feng, in your heart, you must keep your eyes faraway. You must have a true measure … "

What Liu Yue had said played an incomparably important role in my later growth, becoming a guide for my thoughts to guide my actions. Even until now, I still remember many of the things that I said back then, as if they were words from yesterday.

I deeply understand Liu Yue's painstaking efforts.

Liu Yue and I's correspondence also became fixed. Every Wednesday, I would receive a letter from Liu Yue, and as for me, I would send the letter to her on Thursday, on time.

I forcefully suppressed the uneasiness and guilt in my heart towards Qing Er, and continued to have a hot relationship with him. I felt that our emotions were getting thicker and thicker day by day, and heavier by the day.

My heart was now filled with yearning and desire for the future. I tried my best to erase the memories of my past with Qing Er.

Autumn passed and winter came.

I remember the winter that year was especially cold.

On this winter's day, I took a leave of absence to return to my hometown to visit my parents.

"Didn't you and Xu Qing say that you were going to be engaged in the fall? It's already winter, why are you still so quiet?" That was the first thing my mother said when I came home and sat down by the brazier. At that time, my mother was in the living room with bread dumplings for me to eat.

"Such a good girl, such a good daughter, I think we should get married early. If we marry her early, it would be safer so that others wouldn't think of taking her away …" Father sat by the brazier in the living room, smoking an old pipe as he spoke in a low voice.

"In the autumn, your father sold all our pigs. He saved them for your betrothal and kept them in the bottom of his chest until winter. We can't drag this on any longer. Let's see if we can settle this matter by the end of the year …" "Baoer, what do you think?"

My little name is Baby, I am the sole son of the old Jiang family, the old father and mother have great hopes for me.

I didn't answer, but took out some Stone Woods Smoke from my shoulder bag. This was something that only middle-level cadres could enjoy back then, and I often accepted this thing during interviews.

I placed the cigarette on the table. "Dad, don't smoke anymore. It will harm your health and damage your health. Smoke this cigarette. Once you're done smoking, I'll make it for you …"

"How much is a box of cigarettes?" Dad glanced at it.

"4 chapters!"

"Aiyaya?" Dad exclaimed in surprise, "It's so expensive. 4 chapters. One chapter is 40 chapters. How much food do I need to buy …?" "Dad wouldn't dare to smoke such an expensive item. I'll have your mother take it to your second aunt's store in the town and sell it for a lot of money …"

Mom and Dad are typical Chinese farmers, hardworking and frugal, hardworking and plain are the old.

I sat down by the brazier and held out my hand to the fire.

"Baoer, mother just asked a question and you still haven't answered it?" Mom continued kneading the dough and looked at me.

"That's right, let's talk about proper business first." Father knocked the smoke pot on the edge of the brazier a few times, then raised his head to look at me, "You and Xu Qing, what are your two children thinking? I know that you two are advanced in your young age, but you two aren't young anymore. When Father was your age, your sister was already in your mother's stomach …"

"Mm …" "Got it …" I used a branch to stir the fire in the brazier, and answered in a muffled voice.

I raised my head to look outside and stood up. "Mother, it's snowing outside …"

Mom and dad casually looked outside the door. Heavy snow began to drift down from the yard, falling into the corners of the walls as the cold wind carried them in.

"This year's first snow, this snow has its head down, next year will definitely be a fruitful year." I began to change the subject.

"Baoer, let's not talk about this for now, what do you think about what mother said? Qing Er, go and discuss it. Can we settle this matter a few years ago? " Mom and I do not discuss next year's harvest, stubbornly want to discuss this year's engagement with me.

"That's right, let's talk about this first, it's settled now, father and mother have confidence and hope," Father said. "Your mother talks about Qing Er every day, this girl is really a choice by chance. Our ancestors are truly virtuous, for you to be able to marry such a good wife …"

My heart sank, and I knew I couldn't avoid it, couldn't avoid it.

"Father, Mother, Qing Er and I …" I was silent for a while. Finally, I mustered my courage and raised my head to look at my biological father and mother.

"What happened to you?" Dad looked up from the brazier, and Mom stopped what she was doing.

"I... "We …" I did as I was told. "We …"

"Just what the hell are you guys? Spit it out!" Dad looked at me anxiously.

"Don't be anxious, Baoer. Speak slowly. Tell Mother slowly. What happened to all of you?" Her mother's body swayed.

"We split up?" I finally said the words, and the stick in my hand fiddled mechanically with the brazier.

"Ah?" What? "What?" Father was stunned.

"You?" You? What did he say? "Say it again, woman. Listen up!" Mother's body swayed twice more.

"I... I broke up with Qing Er, we are finished! " I said it again.

"What's wrong?" "Why?" Dad looked at me.

"What?" Qing Er is not going to follow you anymore? My wife ran away? " Mother sat down on a stool to the side and said with a trembling voice, "Yes …" Is it Qing Er who thinks our family is poor? Or are you not enough? "

I shook my head and bowed my head in frustration.

"Baoer, you? Is it because you dislike him and don't want him anymore? " "What did Qing Er do to make you feel sorry for you?"

I nodded and shook my head. No, Qing Er didn't do anything to make me feel sorry for … I... "It's me …"

"You?" "It's you what!" Father's tone became somewhat angry.

"I... It's me and another woman, it's me and another woman that I like, it's not Qing Er's fault, it's me that's not good! " I looked up.

"What!" Father let out a furious roar, "You evil son, you …?" You don't want Qing Er? "

"Heavens!" My son! What kind of evil thing are you doing! It's hard to find such a good daughter like Qing Er, it's our Jiang Family's fortune for her to be willing to follow us, you, you actually don't want her, you, you are courting death, wow … " Mom jabbed a finger at my head.

I kept my head down and let my parents scold me.