Zhao Ting's name was originally Zhao Jianfeng, and according to his mother, it was taken by Uncle Gongshu, but he had never met that uncle.

And his current name was given by his adoptive father, he doesn't care, anyway, the original name doesn't bring him any happy memories. It's just that his adoptive father is called Zhou Zhiqian, and when he grew up, he wondered why his adoptive father didn't change his surname, and his adoptive father's face was dark, but he solemnly told him: "Don't change it, you have to remember, remember in your heart, your father, is called Zhao Jianzhi." ”

It's okay if he doesn't say that, as soon as he said this, Zhao Ting remembered his previous suffering, and suddenly lost his temper, and yelled at his adoptive father for the first time: "No, he's not my father, I don't have a father of the Kuomintang/Kuomintang reactionary/radical." ”

Zhou Zhiqian was stunned, but he was also angry, and raised his hand to hit him for the first time. But in the end, his slap did not fall, but said: "Ting'er, don't hate your father, count me begging you." If you have to hate someone, hate me, hate me. ”

Zhao Ting couldn't figure it out, what could he hate his adoptive father, or to put it bluntly, why did he hate his adoptive father? Before he was adopted, he was a "dog cub", unable to go to school, unable to eat, and was spat on and pushed from time to time, and no child of the same age was willing to play with him. But all this was changed by Zhou Zhiqian, who came to work in the mountain city.

It was the winter of 1955, and he remembered that he was only seven years old, and his family did not even have a torn padded jacket, and his brother could not stand it and had already gone out to wander. He and his mother cowered in the corner of the leaky and dilapidated house, wrapped in the only quilt in the house, and he saw the director of the street neighborhood committee, who was usually high-spirited, respectfully hugging a lame middle-aged man into the house. The mother was so surprised to see him, "You, you, who are you?" ”

The other staff of the neighborhood committee immediately reprimanded the mother for being rude, and then softened her color a little. introduced that this man was the leader of the police station, because he had no children, he wanted to adopt his second child, and asked her if the two agreed.

The mother looked complicated, but finally agreed, more than six years of exile and scolding had made her very haggard, and she understood that this was the only chance to change her son's fate.

As a mother, she first has to think about her son's future, not to mention, she doesn't know how long she can last.

Zhao Ting himself was willing, and he went through the formalities very obediently, and followed the lame man into the dormitory of the police station, and for the first time he knew that there was something as delicious as milk powder in the world, and it was at this time that he knew that his adoptive father was called Zhou Zhiqian.

He is very adaptable to his new life, but he is a little reluctant to give up his mother, but soon he will not be reluctant. In the famine of 58 years, my mother finally did not survive.

His adoptive father, Zhou Zhiqian, once again helped him, buried his mother for his life, and buried him with his biological father, whom he had barely seen. In the end, it is the blood of the closest relatives, Zhao Ting's tears were blurred, and he watched his adoptive father light a cigarette, put it on the grave, and only said, "Don't worry, I will take care of the child." In the next life, cast a good baby. ”

Zhao Ting didn't understand, perhaps he never understood his adoptive father.

The adoptive father's job is very mysterious, although he is nominally attached to the police station, he never sees him in the bureau, but often travels on business. As soon as he went, he would never tell him where to go, only leave him enough food stamps and money, and at the same time teach him to study hard, and there is little time to spend with him.

But Zhao Ting is still grateful to his adoptive father, and as he grows up, he has become more and more aware of what his adoptive father has done for him, and he can proudly tell everyone at the school parent-teacher conference that his father is a police officer, so he doesn't have time to come. He would also save all his report cards and awards and wait for his adoptive father to come back and read them together.

But that time, his adoptive father really scared him, it was 1961, the place where the adoptive father carried out the mission was in the mountain city, but he came back in a few days, but with the news of the execution of the extraordinarily large spy Gong Shu in the newspaper spread, he seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, and he was dazed for several days, one night, he got up at night to go to the toilet, looked at his adoptive father holding an old pocket watch, and said in a chatter: "Meng Ying, what do you say I have done in my life, what is right and what is wrong." It's all gone, you're all gone, why am I still alive? ”

He didn't dare to think about who Gong Shu was, but when he heard the name "Meng Ying" for the first time, he didn't know why, it was like it was imprinted in his mind, and he could never forget it.

But Zhou Zhiqian still recovered quickly, which is the basic quality of a secret front personnel, let alone his level. He still travels and goes to work, occasionally cares about the political situation of his adopted son, and has little time for himself. Of course, I don't care about finding another partner.

In fact, although the adoptive father is not decorated, he also has some sideburns and frost, and his legs are a little disabled, but he can vaguely see that he is a beautiful man, but this job is a bit special. But the organization of that era always cared for comrades, and many enthusiastic eldest sisters introduced him to objects, and Zhao Ting only found out at this time that his adoptive father was such a talkative person, and the one who refused was called a tactful and resolute, anyway, it was not to delay other girls.

When Zhao Ting reached puberty, he couldn't help it, and asked him once why he didn't get married. But Zhou Zhiqian told him very seriously, "I am already married, I have a wife, you remember, her name is Fang Mengying, and I have only one wife in my life." ”

Zhao Ting was a little puzzled, "What about her?" Is it also a secret mission? ”

Zhou Zhiqian used the greatest perseverance to overcome the pain in his heart and told him: "Don't ask too much, this is discipline, just remember one thing." In this family, you only have this one mother, and in the future, you will do your filial piety for her grave. ”

Zhao Ting agreed, he felt that he would always know the truth, but he didn't expect that he hadn't waited for this day, and 1966 would come. Although Zhou Zhiqian had already changed his background, there were still people who were jealous of him who dug up the fact that his biological father was a Kuomintang/Kuomintang spy.

Zhou Zhiqian tried to find a way, but he was still sent to Xishuangbanna, Yunnan Province to receive re-education in the countryside.

Zhou Zhiqian is really old, with reading glasses, his face is full of fine lines, and when he comes to bid farewell to his adopted son, it is rare to nag to work actively and take care of his body.

Zhao Ting also forced a smile, "Dad, you have put me at home for so long all these years, look at when I can't take care of myself, it's you, it's you."

I'm gone, you're left alone at home, can you take care of yourself?

But the trend of the times couldn't be resisted, Zhao Ting still got on the green-skinned train, watching his adoptive father's gradually blurred figure, tears flowing. (End of chapter)