Chapter 221 Son

Chen Yang didn't know if Fang Qing was a representative of the National People's Congress, but in his judgment, most of the time he was not, since he was not a representative of the National People's Congress, appearing here at this time made him have to break out in a cold sweat. For a while, his heart was numb, and he didn't know what to do.

In case Fang Tonghe asked Lu Yin to bring him over, and then questioned him face to face, he didn't know what kind of face to face the other party, although with Fang Tonghe's identity, the possibility of this kind of piercing the window paper to make everyone feel embarrassed is very small, but it doesn't mean that there is none.

And Fang Tonghe was not affected by NV'er waiting outside, except for the meaningful glance that Fang just looked at Chen Yang, he didn't have much expression on his face, still like when he listened to Chen Yang's report on work before, leaning on the sofa, motionless, but as if he was in control.

Next, he asked a few questions that he was more concerned about, all of which were about current affairs and economic aspects, in the words of ordinary people, all of them were vague and impractical, but in his identity and the height he stood on, when he mentioned the problems of these high-rise buildings, it had its profound significance.

Chen Yang was affected by Fang Qing's sudden visit, his train of thought was interrupted, and he couldn't get up smoothly, and he hastily talked about his views on the questions raised by Fang Tonghe, but in his heart he only hoped to end the conversation as soon as possible, and Fang Tonghe revealed his true purpose. Fang Qing's sudden arrival was definitely not accidental, he knew this.

As a leader, Fang Tonghe's time is more precious than gold, and after seeing that Chen Yang is distracted, he seems to know why, but he also intends to end this conversation.

After a few simple words, he put down the teacup and said lightly: "I have worked at the grassroots level for many years, and I know the importance and difficulty of grassroots work. He added, "You also attended the meeting held by the general secretary at the party school that day, and you should pay attention to grasp the general secretary's speech." ”

Chen Yang's heart sank when he heard this, he remembered that day in the party school, it seemed that Fang Tonghe did not attend the meeting, how could he listen to what he meant, as if he knew everything about it? But he didn't squeak.

And Fang Tonghe paused slightly, took a sip of hot tea, turned his head to look at Chen Yang, and then continued to speak slowly: "Chen Yang, you are also an official on the ruling side now, you have your own work ideas, and you have also made certain work achievements, these are good things, but I still hope you can remember that in the final analysis, engaging in politics can be summed up in one sentence, making yourself more friends and fewer enemies." ”

Chen Yang was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect Fang Tonghe to say such a thing to him, and these words were obviously some of Fang Tonghe's experiences in politics for many years.

Fang Tonghe didn't give Chen Yang time to slowly figure out the meaning of his words, and after speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, that's all for today's conversation, you can go with Lu Yin in a while, Fang Qing is also here." ”

Although Fang Tonghe's conclusion was very brief, Chen Yang was shocked after hearing it, it was obvious that Fang Tonghe actually knew everything he should know, but what did he mean by telling himself to make things clear to Fang Qing? What is there to explain clearly about this kind of male nv thing? unless

An idea suddenly popped up in Chen Yang's mind that he didn't want to accept.

Fang Tonghe ignored Chen Yang's secret surprise, "You don't have to guess, I called Fang Qing over, you can go over to find her, but I hope you can take this opportunity today to explain everything between you clearly." ”

Although Chen Yang had some luàn in his mind, since Fang Tonghe had already spoken, he had to do it. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately got up and said, "Okay, Vice Premier Fang." ”

With that, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of Mén.

Fang Tonghe's sharp gaze watched Chen Yang leave behind him, and it wasn't until the room was closed again that he slowly shook his head, sighed, and then lit a cigarette and took a puff, but because he had quit for many years and was not used to it, he coughed lightly, then snuffed out the cigarette again, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the sofa.

Indeed, it is difficult for a Qing official to decide family affairs, even a person with a high position and power like him will feel tricky when he really faces the bad things of Xiǎo's generation.

And after Chen Yang came out of Mén, he immediately ran into Lu Ran, who was waiting outside.

"Come with me."

Secretary Lu didn't say much, and immediately led Chen Yang to a lounge not far away, and after stopping, he signaled: "Sister Fang Xiǎo is inside, you can go in." ”

After speaking, Lu Yin turned around and left silently.

Chen Yang seemed to realize something, and although he felt bad in his heart, he still gently pushed the room open.

Mén's mouth creaked, and as soon as he pushed it away, his figure suddenly stagnated, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to move half a step.

Of course, there won't be any monsters in the room, and Fang Qing is indeed inside, dressed in a simple NV-style suit, sitting on the couch in the lounge. What really changed Chen Yang's face was that there was not only Fang Qing in the room, but also a xiǎo boy who was more than three years old, and when Chen Yang pushed Mén away, this xiǎo boy was standing next to the coffee table, and under Fang Qing's guidance, he was practicing máo pen writing in front of the calligraphy with a depressed face.

Suddenly, a living person pushed mén in, and the xiǎo boy naturally immediately threw down his pen and looked curiously in the direction of mén's mouth.

Although the boy was not very old, he spoke very slippery, spoke standard Mandarin, and did not seem to be afraid of the living, and did not feel nervous at all because of the sudden incursion of Chen Yang, a stranger. Seeing that it was a strange uncle, he just asked in a childish voice: "Mom, an uncle has come in"

The moment the xiǎo boy opened his mouth to speak, all the mysteries that had been hidden in Chen Yang's heart for a long time disappeared in an instant.

He knew that he had not guessed wrong, that the xiǎo boy he had met at the Armed Police General Hospital that day was his own son. Although more than two years have passed, this xiǎo boy has grown up a lot, but the blood relationship between father and son cannot be artificially severed. In fact, he felt this way that day when he first saw this xiǎo boy.

Fang Qing seemed to have known that Chen Yang would come over, and after hearing the sound of opening mén, he didn't even bother to raise his head, but instead scolded the xiǎo boy with an angry face: "xiǎo Jun, how many times has my mother told you, you have to concentrate when practicing calligraphy, you can't open xiǎo badly, why can't you change this bad máo disease?" ”

The xiǎo boy estimated that he was usually scolded by his strict mother, so he quickly shut up, withdrew his gaze from his strange uncle, picked up the máo pen on the table with a look of grievance, and continued to write on the spread out rice paper. Judging from the posture of holding the pen, it is a glance, and it seems that he has been practicing writing for a long time. Thinking about a xiǎo fart child who is just over three years old, was bī practiced by his elders, and his good childhood was ruined, I have to say that it is also a kind of sadness.

Chen Yang didn't speak, just stood silently at the mouth of the mén, looking at the xiǎo boy who was seriously learning to write a few meters away, and suddenly, he seemed to have figured out the meaning of Fang Tonghe's last sentence before.

And Fang Qing still didn't look up, let alone take the initiative to beckon Chen Yang to sit down, and kept meticulously guiding his son to copy the calligraphy.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed very solemn and weird.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Yang asked lightly, "Xiǎo Jun is my son, right?" As he spoke, he took Mén with his backhand.

He had asked Fang Qing this question many times before, and Fang Qing's answer before was very firm and said no, but this time when he asked, Fang Qing did not dodge again, but hung his head and said a soft "um".

The answer is yes.

Chen Yang's Adam's apple moved slightly, and at this moment, even though there were a thousand words in his heart, he couldn't say half a word, and at the same time, there seemed to be an inexplicable anger rising from the depths of his heart.

Of course, his nameless fire would not be directed at the clever and cute xiǎo boy in front of him, but because of Fang Qing's long-standing lies.

Originally, things might have taken a turn for the better, and there was no need to get to this point, but now, after meeting in this ghost place arranged by Fang Tonghe, although he didn't want to admit it, he actually knew in his heart that things could not be reversed.

Yes, his son should have the surname Chen, not Fang. But now, it seems hard to change.

Call!

Chen Yang let out a long breath and suppressed his anger, he knew that anger would not help, it would only make things worse.

At this time, after seeing that the xiǎo boy had finally finished copying a calligraphy, Fang Qing had a slight smile on his face, and then magically took out a thick thread-bound book from the side, and gently patted the xiǎo boy Ròuhu's xiǎo hand, "Xiǎo Jun, you can memorize Tang poems here yourself, and Mom will check it later." ”

The xiǎo boy nodded obediently, Fang Qing got up from the sofa, walked in front of Chen Yang, and said expressionlessly: "You come in with me, I have a few words to tell you." ”

After saying that, he walked straight towards the xiǎo room inside.

Although Chen Yang still wanted to stay outside to see his son a few more times, after Fang Qing walked in, he still calmed down rationally and walked into the room quickly.

The room is not big, and there is only a xiǎochuáng.

Fang Qing didn't have much nonsense, and after Chen Yang also walked in, he said openly: "Chen Yang, not long after I gave birth to xiǎo Jun, my dad knew about us, he asked me personally, and I didn't expect to hide it from him, so I directly sued my dad, you are xiǎo Jun's father." ”

There is nothing to discuss about this issue, it has caused human life, and it seems very empty to say anything, and what needs to be discussed now is the question of how to deal with the aftermath.