That night, Zhou Quan hurried to the Xinghua County Government compound.

Yes, he wants to make a specific report to Guan Yan on the harvest of this day.

Moreover, he believes that his report should be satisfactory to Guan Yan.

Because, the information collected from all sides proves that there was indeed a person named Guan Yuelei in Shili Village in the past, and he was dragged to the town to parade the streets from time to time that year.

There was even an old man who lay on the bed and told Zhou Quan intermittently that Guan Yuelei had a son named Guan Wenqing, who was fostered in a family surnamed Fan, and was later thrown into the Lingshui River and drowned.

I have been the director of the Propaganda Office for some years, and over the years, there have been three ministers in succession, one man and two women, and Guan Yan is my third boss. Therefore, for some information, as well as the secondary information reflected by this information, Zhou Quan has keen insight and prediction.

On the one hand, he believes that Guan Yan asked him to stop what he was doing and do this, first because of urgency, and secondly because of trust, and Zuihou out of confidentiality.

On the other hand, after learning that Guan Yuelei had a son named Guan Wenqing, he almost came to the conclusion that Guan Yan was the niece of Guan Wenli, the secretary general of the provincial party committee.

In other words, Guan Wenqing and Guan Wenli are very likely to be a pair of brothers, and their father is Guan Yuelei.

In this way, it is not surprising that Guan Yan, who is only twenty-six or seventeen years old, can become his third top boss.

Yes, Zhou Quan, who is well versed in the personnel of the Xinghua County Party Committee, can be said to be well aware of the composition and dynamics of the local officialdom, especially the four sets of teams of the county party committee.

For example, Mao Weidong, deputy county magistrate, served as a democrat.

For another example, Ge Nongcheng, secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and one of the members of the Standing Committee of the county party committee, was transferred from the office of the county party committee of a neighboring county, and his father-in-law was Chang Shanshi, secretary of the municipal party committee.

It's a pity that after calling Guan Yan, I learned that she was not at home.

Where it was, Guan Yan didn't say, just asked him to report directly on the phone.

Zhou Quan told the various information he had collected in an orderly manner in order from the order of the order of the secondary.

Moreover, when talking about Guan Wenqing, he also added: "It seems that most people don't know about this matter, and only one old man surnamed Zhang in his seventies mentioned it." When he talked about it, he was bedridden and a little confused. However, the old man repeatedly said that there was a family surnamed Fan, and that he was fostered in Fan's family. Moreover, it is said that Guan Wenqing was to avenge his father's grievances, and Zuihou was thrown into the Lingshui River and drowned-"

At this point, on the other end of the phone, there was a sudden busy sound of "beep".

I called again, but I never answered.

At this time, Zhou Quan realized that the narrative just now was too reckless.

Because, he suddenly found that he had ignored a relationship that might be close to the truth, that is: Guan Wenqing, who was drowned, is Guan Yan's father, his biological father!

After a while, I was about to try to make a call again, and Zhou Quan's mobile phone received a message: The specific situation, I know, xiexie you. I'm afraid you're tired too, go back early and rest.

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Xinghua County People's Hospital, Department of Internal Medicine on the fourth floor of the emergency building, nurse duty room.

Guan Bi stared at Guan Yan, who was lying on the bed and was receiving an infusion, and asked puzzledly, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

Guan Yan threw the phone next to her pillow, then exhaled vigorously, looked at the liquid in the infusion tube, and said for a long time: "I heard it, I finally heard it." My father's foster family at the time was surnamed Fan. Moreover, he did die in the Lingshui River. ”

Maybe it's because of the poor jade body, or maybe it's because of the depression, Guan Yan felt very cold after getting off work today, touched her head, and seemed to have a fever.

So, she contacted Guan Bi and came to the emergency building of the People's Hospital.

Guan Bi naturally brought her sister to Luo Liu, on the one hand, she was relieved, and on the other hand, she was clean, and it was just a drip anyway.

No, the expected phone call came, but it made Guan Yan fall into deep thought, as well as infinite melancholy.

Although her lips are still moist and her skin is still fair, it can be seen that her face is slightly haggard, especially the eyebrows and eyes that have taken off her glasses, and the whole body has a sense of emaciation that cannot help but be pitied.

In short, a beautiful embryo is a beautiful embryo, even when the body is sick, it is difficult to hide the moving nature.

Compared with her sister's capable and concise professional attire, Guan Bi is still a youthful outfit.

However, after listening to her sister's words, her face showed a rare solemnity: "So, my father was indeed killed?" The one who killed my father was surnamed Fan? ”

Hearing this, Guan Yan came out of her melancholy, tried to cheer up, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you talking nonsense? If you don't know the specifics, don't be suspicious! When my mother was dying, she didn't tell you everything because she was worried that you would be straightforward. You remember, my mother told me that we were only allowed to inquire about Dad's grave, and we were never allowed to cause trouble. What's more, my mother also told us that if we inquire, we must thank others. I'm even thinking now, if this family surnamed Fan really fostered my father, then this family must know where my father's bones are buried-"

Speaking of this, Guan Yan suddenly stopped talking, but quickly put on the gold-rimmed glasses with thin feet, and tried to stand up again, barely making a smiling expression.

Because, there were two knocks on the door, followed by Luo Liu's sweet little voice: "Guan Bi, how many drops are there?" Can I come in? ”

The anxiety and sadness that had been in the room just now were suddenly diluted by this sweet voice.

Guan Bi put away the solemnity on his face, and then turned around and opened the door: "My big-breasted angel, can you not pinch your throat and speak, it will give me goosebumps all over my body." Besides, if you say this to a male patient, you may be able to achieve a effect that drugs can't achieve, but if you say this to us, you can only be envious, jealous and hateful. ”

Guan Bi said this purely because she was too close to Luo Liu, so she didn't care about her sister's presence and still joked.

Saying that, after opening the door, she also took Luo Liu's arm, came to her sister with a smile, and introduced: "Sister, this is the Luo Liu I always mentioned to you, my most haode friend." People are now pure angels, pure big-breasted angels. Such a quiet place was borrowed from her. By the way, when I asked her to give you a needle, she refused to die, saying that acquaintances are not easy to start, and her hands will tremble. So, the one who gave you the needle just now was the head nurse she specially invited-"

Guan Bi said in one breath, but Luo Liu was a little embarrassed.

I saw Luo Liu, who was holding a fruit bowl, like a shy little girl, half-bowing her head, following Guan Bi's footsteps with a burst of small steps, and whispering: "Oh, Guan Bi, don't say that people are big-breasted angels in front of your sister, okay?" People don't want to have that big breasts. ”

"Okay, I won't say it, it's all right, right, big-breasted angel?" Guan Bi didn't wait for Luo Liu to complain again, and continued to introduce with a smile, "This is my sister, Comrade Guan Yan." Don't look at her thin arms and legs, her mind is full of the Great Wall of Steel-"

Needless to say, this conversation made Guan Yan laugh too: this is the liliang of youth, blooming happily everywhere!