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Fang Sheng kept calling that night.

First call Zhao Yaoyao and turn off the plane, indicating that he is on the flight back to China; then Bai Ling, Chen Jiao, Yan Shen and others will be followed by one, with only one theme: to mourn tomorrow and each will do its own affairs.

Finally, it is Xu Li.

Perhaps because of the group dormitory, she did not answer the phone, and refused to video, and only chatted on WeChat. She was closed in the small circle of the Party School, and she didn't know any of the situation outside, and she had never heard of various personnel versions, and she could not go out to participate in activities.

"I'm so tired. The only thing I want to get into the bar and get drunk after I get out, just like I often did before I met you." Xu Li said sadly.

Fang Sheng didn't mention Xiaobao's birthday party to her. She probably didn't want to attend at all, and she couldn't ask for leave even if she wanted to attend.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when I was sleeping. I heard Yu Yunfu's coming back in a daze. I thought it was not easy to go back to the second line and still work so hard.

Last night, I talked with Mr. Yu for a long time and had a lot of information. I chewed it carefully and was full of knowledge. Even though I was still savoring the meaningful voice-over of the old man in my dreams.

There is also a divorce!

Thinking of the scene when Zhao Yaoyao sent him to the provincial capital to visit Fang Chizong: he wore a purple dress late at night, with a slender platinum chain on his delicate ankles, and the evening breeze blew the clothes and long hair slightly flying, like a dancing fairy;

When he first heard the news of Zhou Xiaorong's marriage, he walked aimlessly in the night for more than two hours. Then Zhao Yaoyao ran to the front to stop him, saying aggrievedly that I couldn't run anymore! He woke up and stared at the sweat beads on her forehead, and his face that ran too fiercely and flushed;

The two of them expressed their true feelings to each other in the wilderness of the beach. Her face was flushed with shame, and she quietly snuggled to his chest with her eyes closed. He hugged her tightly, with the fragrance of long hair and the warm and gentle body fragrance unique to the girl. The two stood in the vast wilderness without moving, allowing the dandelions to swirl onto their heads, faces, and chests;

On the wedding night, she suddenly opened her eyes when she first entered her body, full of pain and panic, as if the frightened little rabbit!

Thinking of the girls who have experienced it, the right ones are girls, Bai Ling, Fan Hongyu, and Yu Xiaoting, who are all given to him by their daughters. Fang Sheng felt that he was guilty.

Especially for Zhao Yaoyao, she really failed to fulfill her husband's responsibilities, and she still helped raise her illegitimate daughter. What repays her was actually a divorce certificate!

Fang Sheng, Fang Sheng, in this life, if you have any regrets about Zhao Yaoyao, you will definitely be thundering. God will not forgive you!

I slept until after six in the morning and got up early, ate some randomly and went straight to the Bai family compound.

"Why don't you let me accompany you to the Wu family?" Bai Ling asked dissatisfiedly after getting in the car.

"Let's do this, let's go to the Fan family first, and then enter the Wu family for five minutes. Is it okay?"

Bai Ling said angrily: "I just wonder why he interferes, it's not my grandfather!"

"Is it great for the old man to take the initiative to ask Xiao Bei to attend the birthday party?"

"oh--"

Bai Ling realized the great significance behind this concession, and said slightly, "It would be better if Chuchu could return to China to participate. With Yu Xiaoting's daughter, you can have a parent-child reunion!"

Fang Sheng said seriously: "Comrade Bai Ling, your bad taste is coming again! Pay attention to your identity, and the leading cadres of the department should not speak randomly."

"What nonsense is talking about? It's all well-known things, two sons, two daughters, three wives, and they are envious, jealous and hateful."

Thinking that Yu Xiaoting and his daughter would not be able to appear publicly for a long time, Fang Sheng felt sad and shook his head and said, "Last night, the old man reminded me to maintain a good relationship between the children. After hearing this, he was wary."

"Just cultivate in different directions according to personality and temperament, and avoid crashes." Bai Ling said inadvertently.

When I arrived at the Fan family compound, I saw General Huang and his party coming out from afar when I stopped. I deliberately waited for him to leave before getting off the car.

Be as low-key as possible and don't let the outside world see you contact anyone!

When he arrived at the gate of the yard, Fan Hongyu, who received the news, came forward with red and swollen eyes, a sad expression, and behind him was Zhenzhen, a innocent and cute face.

Song Renjin was guarding the front yard, shook hands with Fang Sheng and Bai Ling enthusiastically, and came to the mourning hall together. Fan Wei knelt beside him as the eldest grandson, and Fang Sheng kowtowed a few times seriously. Then, while Bai Ling was kneeling down and bowing, he touched Zhen Zhen's little head hard, hugged his shoulder, and Zhen Zhen shouted softly:

"Hello uncle."

Fang Sheng's nose felt sour and he almost lost his composure on the spot. When Fan Hongyu saw it, he quickly pulled his son outside the mourning hall.

When he moved to the backyard lounge, Song Renjin introduced that there have been many Kyoto masters and senior generals in the past two days, and the five leaders were present one after another, but without exception, they did not report and tried to travel lightly as much as possible to avoid attracting attention from the outside world.

Probably the same is true for the Wu family, strictly following the eight-character principle of "not reducing the specifications and low-key mourning" required by the highest level. Song Renjin said.

Fang Sheng shook his head and sighed, and then asked Song Renjin if he had gone to the Wu family.

Song Renjin said that the two families passed away yesterday, which means that in this environment, there will be no etiquette. If you send each other a wreath, you can give each other a gift, and you don’t have to go around.

Fan Hongyu added that the funeral time was also staggered, which reflected the word "low-key".

It’s not just a low-key place, it’s obvious that it’s deliberately suppressing it! Fang Sheng sighed.

The commander of the Jinxi Military Region arrived immediately, and Song Renjin said hello and hurried to the gate of the yard to greet him. Fang Sheng also stood up and said goodbye when he walked into the yard. When he saw this, he saw Zhenzhen jumping and Bai Ling said:

"By the way, Hongyu, don't forget to bring your son with you on Xiaobao's birthday."

Fan Hongyu responded quickly and said apologetically: "I must have attended, but my grandfather passed away... I'm not convenient to attend the banquet within a month... Ren Jin will be the representative."

The Fan family is in the southwest, and there are indeed happy events and funerals that the family members will not go out for a month.

"oh……"

Bai Ling thought that Song Renjin was the strongest person in the province, which represented the Song and Fan families, and they were sufficient, which showed that the Fan family was full of sincerity, so he stopped talking about it.

Then he drove to the Wu family, which was also the Shenfu compound. Because there were too many leaders who came to pay their respects to the condolences, it was difficult to park. Fang Sheng had to go around the pond three miles away, and Liu Bailing was playing with his mobile phone in the car and went there alone.

Wu Yuming stood at the door to greet him, shook hands tightly and whispered in a low voice, saying how much you have been bothering these days. Fang Sheng smiled and said nothing, it was all old routines.

Before entering the mourning hall, Wu Xi came over to shake hands with Fang Sheng. After all, he was the vice premier and had a sense of majesty and reserve in his every move.

Fang Sheng said that the old man originally wanted to come and his health was not very comfortable, so he entrusted himself to express his grief and comfort. Wu Xi held his hand tightly and said hello to the old man for me and would like to visit him if he had the chance in the future!

In fact, Yu Yunfu and several members of the Zhengzhi Bureau had already been here yesterday afternoon, and that was the official identity; Fang Sheng's meaning was to represent the Yu family headed by Mr. Yu, and the meaning was different.

There were endless guests to pay their respects. Wu Xi and Wu Yuming were so busy that Fang Sheng left without delay. He met Zhan Yin, Qiu Haibo and other traditional families and other children. He simply held his hands and understood them and smiled. Everything was indifferent.

When I returned to the car, I changed into Bai Ling and saw Yan Shen through the car window, Jiang Shu and his brother and sister passed by.

Ginger is still so spicy!

If Mr. Yu had not reminded him and came to pay his respects to him again, he would have been disliked by the highest level. It would have been taboo to be in power and show off his strength again and again, which would have been the opposite.

This is also good, the whole is broken into pieces, and the meaning is also achieved.

Bai Ling stayed for a shorter time, and came back in a while, and after getting on the bus, he said, "It's still early, let's send Xiaobao to practice football together."

"What ball to practice?" Fang Sheng asked in surprise.

"You care too little about your children," Bai Ling said with a glance, "Football! From this semester, I will be sent to Bicheng Club for classes twice a week. I will also participate in camp training during the winter and summer vacations. The cost is also very high. The old man often gets angry and says that playing football is higher than the income from developing missiles, which is a shame for the nation."

"I feel deeply the same."

Bai Ling criticized: "Narrow values! Football is the world's largest sport, with a commercial value of tens of billions of dollars a year, bringing endless fun to the people. What is the role of missiles besides killing people? Tell me?"

"Maintain world peace."

"Bah, it's true that the factors that add to the turmoil are!" Bai Ling said, "By the way, you are not allowed to say that football is not good in front of your son. Alas, the relationship between father and son is weak, so don't worsen it."

Fang Sheng retorted: "Who said it? Xiaobao talked to me about everything, talked about ideals, talked about life..."

"Don't talk about this and that, hurry up and make up for your lessons online and learn more about football stars, otherwise you won't be able to chat with your son."

"Hey, now the world..."

That being said, Fang Sheng and Bai Ling changed positions when they waited for the red light, and focused on searching for the introduction of the top ten football stars in the world on their mobile phones.

However, after picking Xiaobao up and getting in the car, Fang Sheng realized that his homework was in vain: Xiaobao didn’t like any of the top ten, and only paid attention to the Alibaba AC Milan team!

Fang Sheng really knows nothing about football. Perhaps he has heard bad news from the Chinese football team since he was a child, and he fell in love with basketball since junior high school. Until college, he has always been the main force of the basketball team. He can be said to be disdainful of football.

Why does Italian football club give a weird English name?

For this benefit, liberal arts students can always use their profound historical and geographical knowledge to make up for their shortcomings. Fang Sheng immediately talked about Milan's beautiful and classical humanistic knowledge, from the Alps visible to the Alps, to the Milan church with 135 minarets, 108 meters of gilded statues of Our Lady, the 196-meter-long Corridor of Emmanuel II, and Europe's leading Scala Opera House.

Xiaobao listened with relish, and even Bai Ling was fascinated. He kept saying that he would go to Italy if he had time in the future.

When they arrived at the club, Xiaobao joined the elementary school team to start the warm-up jog before training. Fang Sheng and Bai Ling sat under the sun umbrella next to the lawn and drank drinks, watching the lively training scene.

"You said, why can't a billion people choose a football team that can be played?" Fang Sheng asked.

Bai Ling said lazily: "There are many Indians who can't choose them. Is this not good? Is it okay?"

"The base is large, and the selection rate is advantageous."

"Stop fooling me with your economic theory. Sports is sports, and it has its special nature. To be specific, it is related to race, physical strength, genes, etc. A hundred shorts cannot choose a general, and three cobblers cannot get Zhuge Liang. Do you understand?"

Fang Sheng was about to speak, but his cell phone rang. Yan Shen called and asked in a hurry:

“Where is it?”

“Bicheng Club…”

"Oh, I've saved me a lot. Sit there and don't move, I'll arrive right away!" After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for a response.

Fang Sheng and Bai Ling were stunned.
Chapter completed!