On the last day of 1989, the news of the fire in the city's No. X textile factory was published in the social pages of major newspapers on the fourth day of 1990, and the fire ended with 23 people killed and 59 injured, with a direct economic loss of 20 million yuan.

People from all walks of life were shocked by the huge economic losses and the insignificant number of casualties, and at the memorial service, the city committee, the military region, and the media all came, not to mention that even Wang Lao, who was one of the party and state leaders, came.

"Go to the mourning hall. Wang Lao said directly to the driver after coming out of the memorial service. "It's inappropriate for the chief to be like this, although the assassins three days ago were all killed, it cannot be ruled out that there are still accomplices, and it is not safe for you to go out now. Driver Xiao Ke said.

Ten minutes after the fire broke out that night, a group of masked men attacked Wang Lao's car on the road, and the whole city was in chaos, all the police forces were chasing and arsoning the people everywhere, and the people were evacuated, and even the police around Wang Lao were transferred.

"How can I hide this group of people who are coming at me, I just want to let the people in the shadows see that I am unharmed! I want to let those rats in the gutter jump to their feet, and it is best to lure out a few of them to catch them in one go!" said Wang Lao.

"It's the chief, promise to complete the task!" Xiao Ke finished speaking, and the steering wheel turned to the second textile factory.

"There is no room for such a dark thing under the light of socialism. Wang Lao closed his eyes and said.

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Wang Lao's car drove slowly on the road, with police cars in front of him, guards on motorcycles on both sides of the road, and the memorial service was huge.

As the convoy passed through a small alley, a breakdown car on the road ahead blocked the road.

"All of them retreated, and the head car turned into a tail car and bypassed the intersection just now, and no matter what happened in the middle, they were not allowed to stop. The commander of the guard company looked at the nearby environment and said that there were two rows of small buildings on both sides of the road, which was a good place to bury, but before the convoy could exit the alley, the accident happened.

There were windows open on the upper floors of both rows, and several masked men frantically shot at the convoy with their pistols, "The fish has been hooked!" Wang Lao looked outside and said softly.

A few bullets hit the glass and were bounced out, and Wang Lao sat in a special Hongqi brand bulletproof car, which was the best car in China at that time, and there was no certain level to sit in, which was a symbol of status.

The bad guys hurriedly heard two short and one long whistles, and several masked people rushed out of the alley on the side of the road to join the attack, but they were suppressed by Wang Lao's guards with more powerful firepower, but the bad guys were already prepared, this time they were coming at the tires, which is probably the only weakness of the car. Sure enough, a car in front of the convoy burst a tire and stopped, blocking the cars behind, and Wang Lao's car was also among them.

The car couldn't move, and the guards were more careful, and they paid attention to the movement around them while firing back, when three more rapid whistles were heard in the dark, and a pregnant woman with a big belly suddenly ran out of the shop on the side of the road.

I saw that she suddenly took out a large bundle of explosives from her big belly and lit it, and then rolled under Wang Lao's car with the explosives, the guard company reacted quickly, and two soldiers immediately jumped out of the car behind her, and dragged her out to subdue her, a soldier grabbed the explosives bag and pressed it into the beef noodle soup pot on the side of the road, thinking that he was too anxious, and the little soldier even pressed his own hand into it.

At this time, more than a dozen disguised trucks suddenly appeared around the place, and as soon as the tarpaulin was opened, many fully armed soldiers jumped inside, and now the rejection of the shootout occurred in less than two minutes, and it was obvious that it was a friend preparation.

"It's time to close the net!" said Wang Lao lightly, he finally lured out all the people as a person.

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Zhou Lei knelt on the mourning hall, he didn't understand why he had not changed his fate after he had been reborn!

In this life, Jia Aiguo only lasted two hours longer than in his previous life in the intensive care unit and died, and he couldn't even open his eyes to look at his son before he died.

Later, Zhou Lei was just in a trance, remembering that there were many people running around, and many people looked at him and cried. Later, he was brought home by a few strange and familiar people, and fell asleep, in which he had nightmares that he had had countless times for thirty years! Loneliness and fear followed him until he woke up.

"Little Brother Jia, you're awake, I'll go tell grandma. A little Lori with pigtails ran out after speaking.

Soon, two familiar old men walked in, Zhou Lei looked at the two people with half-black hair and twenty years younger, and finally understood that everything yesterday was not a dream, but a reality.

"Grandpa Zhou, Grandma Zhou, why are you here!" Zhou Lei shouted in a hoarse voice.

In his previous life, he lived in the Zhou family every time he went back to SH to sweep the grave after graduation, so even if the person in front of him was much younger, he could still recognize it at a glance.

"Xiao Lei, you finally woke up, but you scared Grandma Zhou to death. The old lady with a small foot rushed over and hugged Zhou Lei.

"Brother Xiao Jia, you finally woke up, the sun is shining on your buttocks... shame and shame" Xiao Lori jumped on the side and said, "Zhou Weitong!" Zhou Lei barely recognized that the little girl with no front teeth in front of him was the beautiful lawyer of the later generations.

"Don't be abrasive, hurry up and dress the child and go to the mourning hall, patriotism has been hard for a lifetime, and you can't let him be sent to the end without one! The people who mourn have come several times, so he is a filial son. Master Zhou said anxiously on the side,

"Lingtang - filial piety - send the end!" Zhou Lei said slowly word by word, tears came down as soon as he brushed his eyes, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

"Jia Lei, you have to cheer up, your old Jia family is the only one left. You are the master of the family, everyone is still waiting for you to go to the funeral!" Grandma Zhou persuaded.

Jia Lei......... Jia Lei ...... "Zhou Lei muttered the name, and tears came down.

What an unfamiliar name! I haven't heard anyone call him that way for 20 years, and even Zhou Lei himself almost forgot that his surname is Jia and not Zhou.

And the name Zhou Lei was just changed after he arrived at BJ, and he changed his surname the day after he was brought into the Zhou family by his mother as an oil bottle, because the Zhou family said that they did not raise people with foreign surnames, so his mother Wang Weihong changed his name to Zhou Lei, and he was called for more than 20 years!

Zhou Lei now feels that he is not a special thing, and the Zhou family just gave him a few leftovers and forgot about his ancestors.

"Bang bang!" Zhou Lei gave himself several big mouths in a row, which startled the people in the room, "What are you doing here?" Grandma Zhou hurriedly grabbed his hand and asked.

"I don't know what to fight in my head!" Jia Lei (Zhou Lei = Jia Lei will use Jia Lei in the future) said in a calm tone.

"This kid is scared, his brain is not clear, he just needs to wash his face, why beat himself!" Master Zhou said distressedly on the side.

"Lao Zhou, shouldn't he have taken too many sleeping pills last night? Grandma Zhou asked,

"That's not possible, the sleeping pills are prescribed by the doctor of the general hospital of the military region, and it is not possible for the barefoot langzhong in the countryside to eat bad people. Master Zhou said.

Jia Aiguo is an orphan, his parents died when he was a child, and he grew up with his grandmother in his hometown in Northeast China.

After Jia Aiguo transferred from the army, he was placed as a worker in SH No. 2 Textile Factory and apprenticed with Master Zhou. In the 80s, the relationship between master and apprentice was similar to that of father and son, and an apprentice was half a son - Master Zhou's family had always regarded Jia Aiguo and his son as his own family, so the factory entrusted Jia Lei to him to take care of him temporarily.

Jia Lei's mother Wang Weihong doesn't mention it, she is a rural educated youth in the Northeast Corps Farm in the 70s, Wang Weihong is not good at all, thanks to Jia Aiguo's care, she has a better life.

The next thing is very bloody, it is nothing more than that the educated youth in the countryside abandoned their husbands and children in order to return to the city, Wang Weihong threw away his two-year-old son and divorced and returned to BJ alone. Therefore, although the temporary mourning hall is full of people coming and going, none of them are Jia Lei's relatives.

Jia Lei, as Jia Aiguo's only relative, must appear even though he is young, otherwise he will make people poke his backbone for the rest of his life.

Grandma Zhou gave Jia Lei a simple wash, poured a bowl of porridge, and then pulled him to the mourning hall to guard the spirit, the mourning hall was very small, and it was set up in a small hall in the factory, and the single dormitory where Jia Aiguo lived was too small to have a place to build a mourning hall! Fortunately, he was a martyr.

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When Wang Lao arrived, the mourning ceremony had already ended, and the commemoration activities in the square were very deserted compared to the mourning hall where there were only a dozen people left.

For reasons of secrecy, Jia Aiguo's merits were not exaggerated in the newspapers, and he did not even write his name, for fear that the bad guys would retaliate against his family.

"Child, your father is a hero worthy of all of us to learn!" Wang Lao took Jia Lei's hand and said cordially, but as soon as he touched his hand, Wang Lao felt that it was wrong.

Wang Lao, who was born in the military, reacted quickly, and immediately pulled Jia Lei's fist apart, only to see that there were several deep nail marks in the palm of his left hand, and the palm of his hand was broken.

Jia Lei hated it in his heart!

He hated himself for not being born again sooner!

Even if it was half an hour earlier, he could prevent Jia Aiguo from going to the warehouse to die! If he could, Jia Lei would like to die right away to prevent the tragedy from happening.

But reason told him that he couldn't do this, that rebirth was a miracle once, and there could be no next time! When the time came, he would really die, and nothing would change, and he was now completely relying on pain to keep himself going.

"How did you make so many people not notice that the child was bleeding?" said Wang Lao as he took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket to help Jia Lei bandage his wounds.

The surrounding leaders were busy apologizing, there were too many people coming and going to mourn today, Jia Lei was a quiet character, no one expected that this child who didn't cry or make trouble would be so sad.

"Good boy, don't be afraid that I'll wrap you up!" said Wang Lao lovingly, and someone even brought a first-aid kit.

"I want to go home...... I want to go home with my dad. Jia Lei looked at the mourning hall that was being demolished and finally said the first words after Wang Lao came, as soon as he opened his mouth, his tears couldn't stop flowing out, although he didn't cry out of the voice, but everyone felt his sadness.

"Okay, go home! Grandpa will send you home!" Wang Lao nodded and said.