Mao Feng's home lives in a commercial community in the north of the county, close to the moat, which can be described as fresh air and beautiful environment, and it is the best location in the county. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Due to the rain halfway, Mao Feng, who was riding a battery car home for lunch, was drenched.

When he got home, he was surprised to see that his father Mao Jianguo had also returned home, sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. He thought about it carefully and decided that today was not a holiday, nor was it anyone's birthday, which made him even more strange.

His father, Mao Jianguo, is the deputy director of the county public security bureau, and he is considered a subordinate of Mr. Li's father. In terms of the division of labor, Director Li is responsible for face and good relations with all parties, while Deputy Director Mao is responsible for Lizi and has to handle all kinds of practical affairs.

Due to his busy schedule, Deputy Director Mao had to work until late every day before going home, and he rarely stayed at home, and his son was raised by his mother. Because of this, the relationship between father and son is not close. Thanks to a well-informed woman at home, Mao Feng was raised into a gentle and resilient young man.

"Dad, you're back!" Mao Feng changed his clothes and shouted very unfamiliarly, but the other party only nodded silently, without the slightest intention of talking to his son.

"It's hard to come back and have a meal together, and I don't talk to Feng'er." A woman around her waist came out with a dish and complained.

Deputy Director Mao was a little embarrassed and greeted Mao Feng: "Come, eat!" "It's just a matter of completing the task assigned by the chief.

Mao Feng was still aware of his mother's mood, and took the initiative to ask: "Dad, why do you have time to come back today?" ”

"It might be busy for a while in two days, so it's time to get together early when you come back for a meal." Although he said common words, Deputy Director Mao spoke extremely seriously and seriously, as if he was answering a reporter's question.

"Busy again! Now that the country is safe and secure, why are you busy with so many things? The chief grumbled.

"You don't understand, there are still a lot of things to finish today, I still took time to come back from official business, it should be a fake public benefit." Mao Jianguo said solemnly: "I'm idle, I really want to do everything, I'm afraid I won't be busy without sleeping all year round." ”

"Yes, I don't understand your business, so do you understand Feng'er's business?" Mao Feng's mother was not good at complaining, and her eyes began to turn red after saying a few words.

Mao Jianguo can be said to be below one person in the bureau, above others, and his status in the family is almost the same. Seeing that the chief was not happy, he was also anxious, and hurriedly found a sentence to come out.

"You're okay with your foot injury, right?"

"Well, it's okay, it's been fine for a long time, and it doesn't affect the game anymore." Mao Feng nodded and replied.

"I heard that your team is quite strong this year?" Mao Jianguo continued to ask for words.

"Yo, I still know about the team, not bad."

After receiving the praise of the chief, Mao Jianguo did not dare to take credit, pointed to the cultural newspaper on the sofa and explained: "I only learned from reading the newspaper today, and there are photos of their team members on it." ”

Mao Feng's mother immediately forgot all her worries, and hurriedly went over, grabbed the newspaper, and flipped it up, "Where is it?" Let me take a look, see if our Feng'er is handsome? ”

Mao Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief, turned back and continued to look at his son.

Mao Feng replied: "Well, this year, there are several strong newcomers in the school, and the strength of the team has improved a lot, and it is estimated that there is no problem at least entering the group stage, and even qualifying from the group." ”

Knowing that the other party couldn't understand what he told his father, but out of respect for his father and basketball, Mao Feng still didn't perfunctory and answered very seriously.

Mao Jianguo nodded to show that he understood, and then looked at his son and said: "I am relieved with your steadiness, I am afraid that you are more than stable and not sharp enough, young people should take a long-term view of the goal, and they will be more motivated to move forward with the goal." ”

Mao Feng nodded, and Zhengse said: "The goal of our team this year is to be the first in the country!" ”

Mao Jianguo paused obviously, then frowned and said, "It's good to have a goal, but don't talk big......"

"Oh, you are really, Feng'er didn't say it, you said that people have no goals; Say it, you said that Feng'er said big things, in your opinion, there are no words that are good! What's wrong with being the first in the country, isn't it amazing, our Feng'er can win the first place in the country just by his appearance! ”

As a mother, once she talks about her son, it will become a little unreasonable.

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, Mao Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay, do it according to your own goals, as long as you don't regret it in the end." ”

"As long as you don't get hurt!" The chief added.

As soon as the words were spoken, Mao Jianguo could also find topics at will.

"We have also organized a team in the bureau, and when this time is over, we will go to your school to compete and see how you are doing."

Mao Feng said that when the time comes, he will not release the water because of the relationship between relatives.

A family who hadn't eaten together for a long time, and the meal was so enjoyable.

After eating, Mao Feng was stopped by Mao Jianguo when he was about to leave.

He took advantage of the fact that when the chief went back to the house to get the raincoat, he pulled Mao Feng to the door and whispered, "There may be some unrest in the county town recently, you have to be careful at school." ”

Mao Jianguo originally wanted to add "Don't be strong", but his identity made him not speak, and in the end he just changed the sentence "Don't let your mother worry." ”

Although Mao Feng was puzzled, he didn't ask much, he knew that he wouldn't say anything if he asked. However, this is nothing, since he is sensible, similar admonitions have been almost every year, and he has long been accustomed to it.

Watching his son leave, Mao Jianguo felt that his mission to go home was completed, said goodbye to the chief, and then left in a hurry.

The place where he lives is very close to the Public Security Bureau, and when he bought the house, he also bought it because it was close to home.

When I arrived at the Public Security Bureau, there was already a young man in an official police uniform waiting at the door in advance. When the man saw Deputy Director Mao arrive, he hurriedly greeted him and synchronized with the director, and said as he walked: "The comrades of the National Security Bureau have come in advance. ”

"Why didn't you call me?" Mao Jianguo frowned and asked, once he returned to his own territory, a mighty momentum immediately returned to his body, so that the child did not dare to approach.

The young man explained aggrievedly: "That Comrade Xu said that he was not in a hurry...... I saw that you finally went home for a reunion, so I couldn't bear to disturb you. ”

Mao Jianguo snorted, sped up and walked into the VIP room, and saw a middle-aged man sitting on a chair in the VIP room, looking through the previous issue of Minsheng Daily. The other party was wearing a T-shirt and a small suit very casually, with a pair of glasses with metal rimmes, his eyes were calm, his face was soft, and he looked elegant.

Seeing Mao Jianguo come in, the middle-aged man immediately stood up and shook hands with him, and said with a smile: "Deputy Director Mao, hello!" Let me introduce myself, I am Xu Zhixing of the Internal Affairs Department of the National Security Bureau! ”