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Chapter 404 Chang Wei and Xiao Baicai

Most parents in the world are conflicted.

They would expect their son to marry a traditional woman who follows the three obediences and four virtues, is a good wife and mother, respects her parents-in-law, and respects the elderly and loves the young.

They also expect their daughters to be independent, to punch their parents-in-law and kick their sisters-in-law. Their aunts and uncles are so afraid of them that they all give up their inheritance rights.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this, it's just that we feel sorry for the parents in the world!

Mother Fan didn't have any excessive thoughts. As a woman who came from the old society and Father Fan's wife, she was different from those wives with new ideas after the victory.

She believed deep down that it was natural for a daughter-in-law to respect her parents-in-law.

But as a mother, I can't help but worry about my daughter's future.

"Do you think the Chang family will like our Tuan'er?"

She lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling with a dim gaze, muttering softly.

Father Fan cursed him in his heart and continued to pretend to sleep with an expressionless face.

Fan's mother was just talking to herself and didn't care about her husband's attitude. She recalled, "Today, Xiao Wei's niece was very close to Tuan'er. Her brothers and sisters were also willing to play with her, especially the little sister, who kept circling around Tuan'er."

Father Fan still didn't say anything and was even considering whether to snore a few times.

"Xiao Wei's family has many brothers and sisters, and it's lively with more people. I think they all like Tuan'er very much. The old man and the old lady are also kind people. The in-laws... Xiao Wei's mother is even more honest and kind."

Father Fan's breathing became rapid, and even through the thick quilt, one could see the rise and fall of his chest.

"Old Fan, have you checked his family's reputation?"

"..."

When Fan's mother didn't hear a reply, she used her elbow to poke at the quilt, but still got no response. She immediately became angry and said, "I'm asking you a question. If you keep pretending to be dead, go to sleep in the study."

Father Fan took a deep breath and said unhappily, "His family is very upright and has a good reputation."

"Who asked that?" Fan's mother was obviously not satisfied with the answer, but after thinking about it, she felt it made sense, "It's not bad to be able to raise a good child like Xiao Wei."

"More than that, the old man of the Chang family took his third son to participate in the Peiping-Tianjin, Huaihai, and Crossing the Yangtze River. In the end, he carried his son's coffin back to Beijing. The eldest son of the Chang family, Chang Wei's father, was a martyr. His mother also delivered food to the front line during the Peiping-Tianjin period. His second uncle just came back from Korea and is now stationed in Fengtian."

"That's indeed a good source."

"Others have to rely on their parents' support to achieve some success, but this kid has no foundation at all. He has relied on his own abilities to achieve what he has today."

Although Father Fan felt sorry for his own little Baicai, he didn't have much of an opinion about the pig, otherwise he wouldn't have wanted to adopt it as his godson the first time he met it.

To be fair, this child is really striving hard.

Of course, he was wrong to say that Chang Wei had no foundation.

When he first started working, the leader of his unit was his master, and all the senior police officers in the station treated him as their sons and nephews. The two grandfathers in the front yard were even hermit masters who could enter the red walls.

But none of these can cover up the light of Chang Wei.

Not to mention the criminals and spies captured, 22 and a half tons of gold were seized...which is more than the annual output of the Zhaoyuan gold mine.

The young man didn't take these seriously.

Thinking back to the long conversation he had with Chang Wei in the back room at night, Father Fan couldn't help but feel emotional.

The classmate is a young boy, with a magnificent vigor;

The book business is angry, and he lashes out at Fang Qiu.

Give pointers to the country, encourage words,

The marquis of the past was like dirt.

Isn't he talking about a young man like Chang Wei?

No wonder the chief likes him so much.

Did you also see the shadow of your youth?

"Since you like him, why not bring him into the army and train him well."

"What are you thinking? I train him? Do you know that this kid is very powerful now? He has two ministers backing him up, and the old chief gave him a gun. My little temple can't accommodate this monkey now."

When Mr. Fan said this, he felt a little regretful. They met too late!

"Then why did you send him to Sichuan Province for half a year?"

"Don't ask around, it's for his own good." Father Fan said perfunctorily, and after thinking for a while he continued, "Old Li cares more about his affairs than anyone else. Why is it that despite all the achievements of Xiaotu... Xiaowei, there have never been any photos of them in the public, and now there is not even any news publicity?"

Fan's mother works in the army, working with military dependents and women. She is surrounded by many old ladies who usually talk about family matters. She is not as sensitive as Fan's father, so she only knows some superficial situations.

"Don't tell anyone outside. He is not allowed to appear in public. One reason is for his safety, and the other is that he is afraid that his popularity is too high. That's why Lao Li has never allowed news reports. Do you think he can suffer any loss with Lao Li protecting him like this? I heard that Lao Luo will be promoted to vice president after the New Year. He is Chang Wei's mentor..."

Mother Fan was stunned when she heard this. After a while, she was overjoyed.

My little Wei is really competitive.

The backstage is tougher than my husband!

"You are just worrying about nothing. Xiao Wei is only 17. According to the policy, it will take more than three years for her to get married."

"Just over three years, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm anxious?" Father Fan almost jumped up from the bed in anger. He calmed down and said unhappily, "You are not anxious now? Weren't you looking for someone to introduce a date to Tuan'er before? You even dared to look for someone who studied abroad. You are crazy."

"Oh, isn't it true that Tuan'er is already 22 years old? After the Chinese New Year, she will be 23 years old. Besides, didn't Tuan'er like that guy?"

"So you're not in a hurry now?"

"My Tuan'er is so pretty, so what if she's a few years older? Look at Tuan'er, she went to Northeast China and came back even more beautiful."

Father Fan was startled, and quickly turned sideways to ask, "Are they in the mountains..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's because Tuan'er is in a good mood that her skin looks good. How can I, as a mother, not know whether she is okay or not?"

Father Fan felt a little relieved, thinking back to what happened when he went to Chang's house today. The kid had a bright look in his eyes and spoke well, and he didn't look like a petty thief.

It’s a pity that my daughter will have to wait another three and a half years.

Although Mr. Fan was resentful, he also knew that if the two of them could really succeed, the Fan family would actually gain the upper hand.

In other words, the Fan family is already taking advantage.

If Fantuan had not met Chang Wei, it would have taken at least two or three years for him to have the opportunity to reach the deputy director level.

Now, the two men have twenty tons of gold tied to their credit, and it is unknown how much more reward they will receive before leaving Beijing.

Although Mr. Fan is in a high position, due to the sensitive nature of his status, he can't actually provide much help to Fan Tuaner, and he needs to avoid suspicion in many situations.

It’s been more than three years, pretty good.

If the two people can support each other, they will both have grown up after three years, and Tuan'er will at least be among the deputy directors when he is transferred from the Dragon Group.

That is a height that other kids of the same age in the compound would never dare to even imagine.

Well, except for junior high school students.

Twenty-four-year-old provincial and ministerial level... (This sentence will be deleted after 24 hours)