1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

The next morning, Yu Lang took Wan Ping out of the institute and headed straight to the military district guesthouse.

Bao Shiqing didn't come. He knew what kind of personality he had. He might have cried all the time. It would be better to leave more time for the father and son!

"What should I do next? What should I say?" Wan Ping asked Yu Lang.

What he really wanted to ask was, should he smile when he saw his biological father, or cry bitterly?

"I don't know..." Yu Lang, who was driving, threw out these three words in a cold tone.

"Should I say hello first, shake hands first, or do both at the same time?" Wan Ping, who was extremely nervous, turned into a small loudspeaker and spoke incessantly.

Yu Lang: ...

Fortunately, Yu Lang fully demonstrated his coolness.

No matter what Wan Ping said, from the initial "I don't know", to the later "hmm", and finally to the end he simply ignored Wan Ping.

If it weren't for the fact that Wan Ping was Uncle Wan's biological son, he would definitely grab the man by the collar and kick him out of the car.

It's enough for a grown man to nag like this...

Even if Yu Lang didn't respond, Wan Ping would continue to talk.

He wasn't looking for someone to chat with, he just wanted to find a trash can to relieve his tension.

Yu (trash can) Lang: ...

Ten minutes later, there was a moment of silence in the air. It turned out that Wan Ping had talked too much and his lips were dry, so he licked them to moisten them.

Yu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, finally stopping. He felt his head buzzing.

The next second his expression froze, because out of the corner of his eye he saw Wan Ping's mouth about to open again.

Without thinking, he stepped on the accelerator and Wan Ping was thrown hard onto the seat.

Very good, finally shut up and the world is quiet.

Next, Yu Lang, as if turning on some kind of switch, ran all the way to the military district guesthouse.

But Wan Ping felt that he was not riding in a jeep, but a small boat floating on the sea.

It is still the most helpless little boat in the storm.

……

On the other side, Secretary Wan, who was waiting in the military district guesthouse, kept pacing in the room.

He wanted to see his son as soon as possible, but he was also worried that his son would not recognize him. In short, all kinds of worries and concerns mixed together, making him very nervous!

Ever since he found out he had a son, he couldn't eat or sleep, and his whole mind was on his son.

He has been forcing himself to sleep these days because he wants his son to see him in his best spirits.

"Lao Wan, stop wandering around. I'm feeling dizzy." Li Saichang was dressed very smartly today.

He was wearing a military uniform, a military coat, and a pair of black military boots.

At that time, not everyone was qualified to wear military boots. Only middle and senior military officers were eligible.

When he returned home yesterday, the first thing he did was to throw away his tattered cotton jacket, like a scumbag, without even a reluctant look.

He also told his wife righteously that he should never wear it again from now on.

Seeing his wife looking at him with a puzzled expression and he couldn't explain, he felt very depressed.

"Look up at the sky and you won't feel dizzy." Secretary Wan replied without turning his head.

"I think you should tidy yourself up now," Li Saichang suggested.

"Am I not energetic enough?" Sure enough, Secretary Wan stopped. He looked at his outfit in the mirror and found it very energetic.

"There is dust on your leather shoes. I think you should wipe them off," said Li Saichang.

Secretary Wan followed Li Saichang's words and looked down. He saw that his leather shoes were indeed covered with a light layer of dust.

He quickly sat down, took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

He looked so serious, just like when he wrote more than 100 self-criticisms.

Li Saichang breathed a sigh of relief and finally stopped.

……

Just as Secretary Wan was looking forward to it and Wan Ping was nervous, the father and son finally met.

"Uncle Wan, Comrade Wan, you guys chat, we'll be leaving first!" After Yu Lang introduced both parties, he left. Li Saichang also left tactfully, leaving the space to the father and son.

"Don't be nervous, sit down." Secretary Wan said in a dry voice after seeing Wan Ping.

No longer as excited as before, but instead calmed down.

Looking at the face in front of him, it was as if he was looking at another person through this face. His eyebrows looked very much like his mother.

Even though that person is no longer with us, he still remembers her every smile and frown.

In that chaotic era, it was not easy to meet a revolutionary partner who loved you and shared the same beliefs with you.

But in the end he still failed to keep that person...

He quickly came back to his senses. He didn't know how father and son should get along, but he had seen how Yu Hongru and his son got along.

Wan Ping sat down in confusion. This man was obviously his biological father, so why did he feel like he was facing his leader?

He subconsciously thought of what Du Yimeng had said. In her description, his father was a very powerful man, and it was indeed the case after they met.

But he didn't know where Du Yimeng got the idea of ​​being tall and mighty from?

Obviously not as tall as him!

"You are talented, hardworking, and have a heart to serve the country. You are great!" Secretary Wan exclaimed with admiration as he looked at Wan Ping.

What he didn't know was that after he understood what kind of person Wan Ping was, he wanted to turn around and slap himself to death.

He does look very much like his mother in terms of his smart brain, but how is his personality like his mother's?

Except for the fact that he is not like Bao Shiqing and cries a lot, everything else is exactly the same.

Wan Ping smiled a little embarrassedly. This father was quite nice. He praised him the first time they met.

Fortunately, Wan Ping was quite unfamiliar with Secretary Wan, so the smile on his face was very faint.

Secretary Wan, however, thought Wan Ping was a calm and steady person. He nodded secretly, thinking that this kid was not arrogant or impatient, which was good.

"Here are some banknotes. Buy whatever you need. If you don't have enough money, I will send it to you later." Secretary Wan, who is best at ideological work, didn't know what to say for a moment when facing Wan Ping.

Fortunately, he was prepared and took out all the money and bills, which filled two large envelopes, which were very thick.

"No, I have plenty of money and I can't spend it all." Wan Ping shook his head and refused. He really couldn't spend it all. He could feed his whole family by himself, and he stayed in the research institute every day. Where would he go to spend the money?

Even if he sends half of his monthly salary back home and saves the remaining half there, it would still be enough.

He is not short of money. If you ask him what he is short of, he is short of a wife.

But today was the first time he met his biological father, and since they were not familiar with each other, he was really embarrassed to say it.

Secretary Wan was stunned when he handed over the banknotes. Why did this sentence feel so familiar to him?

Li Saichang: I even forgot my own lyrics, so disgusting!

"Take it, this is a gift for meeting!" Secretary Wan insisted on giving it, mainly because he didn't know what gift to prepare. Instead of buying some gifts that he didn't like, it would be better to give money and tickets directly.