"How can this be considered special care? Mr. Huang, the review of you has been successfully completed. Now after several other groups have completed the review, the organization will announce rehabilitation for you. Otherwise, the review team will accompany you to see a doctor now, not our Office Affairs Administration." The middle-aged cadre revealed some situations to Mr. Huang with a smile.

"Besides, you have devoted most of your life to the revolutionary cause, suffered unjust grievances, and suffered years of unfair treatment. Now you are finally going to be redressed. The work of our Office Affairs Administration Bureau is to provide you and other leaders with various life guarantees and relieve your worries. The prevention and control of diseases is the focus of our work." Zhongshan wears a middle-aged man who is very skilled in his official language, but he doesn't know which system or what level it is.

"I have nothing serious problems. I have been used to rhinitis for decades. Didn't Director Xiao Jin say that I only need medicine and infusion now?"

Deputy Director Jin nodded: "Your chronic rhinitis is not necessary to undergo surgical treatment now. You are in our hospital and you are conservatively treated. One or two courses are enough. While doing the treatment, you can also do a comprehensive physical examination for you."

"I want me to tell you that if I prescribe some medicine, I will take it home. There is no need to be hospitalized and waste the country's valuable medical resources."

"Old Huang, don't think so. Now the country's reform and opening up is full of things in actual work, and it is necessary for experienced old comrades like you to check it. After the organization's work is arranged, you may have to devote yourself to the complicated work again." The middle-aged cadre persuaded Mr. Huang.

"Yes, Mr. Huang. Now that you have time, we should try our best to take care of our health. After you resume work, you may not be able to take the time required for a complete course of treatment." Deputy Director Jin also spoke.

"Then let it be. I can live in this ward with this kid, and someone can talk to me. Director Xiao Jin, please try to finish the treatment before the New Year and let me be discharged from the hospital."

After a while, Mr. Huang changed into a hospital gown and started infusion. At his strong request, the two cadres who planned to accompany him took turns to agree to visit Mr. Huang twice a day in the morning and evening, and brought him the newspaper every day, and left the hospital.

While infusion, Huang Lao and Sun Dahai chatted casually. Huang Lao was amiable, even if the person he was talking to was an 8-year-old child - even if this child showed the IQ and experience of a 10-year-old child, he was not impatient at all.

Mr. Huang was knowledgeable and casually told a few allusions and jokes, which made Sun Dahai, who was catering to Qu Yi, applaud. Mr. Huang was also asking Sun Dahai to talk about the various difficulties and problems encountered in study and life from the perspective of an 8-year-old primary school student.

During the chat, the two of them had a preliminary understanding of each other and accepted each other.

Nurse Wang came in, changed the liquid for Mr. Huang and measured his blood pressure and heartbeat. After she went out, Sun Dahai found that Mr. Huang was a little sleepy, so he asked Mr. Huang to take a nap first and then chat when he woke up.

After all, Mr. Huang is an old man in his seventies and is not energetic. He accepted Sun Dahai's kindness and closed his eyes to rest.

At this time, Sun Dahai began to think seriously.

Just now, when Sun Dahai heard from Mr. Huang that he had worked in the Ministry of Agriculture, he secretly speculated in his heart that, with Mr. Huang's age, speech and behavior, and the attitude of everyone towards him, it was estimated that he was at least a real bureau-level cadre of the Ministry of Agriculture before, and he might even be at the ministerial level.

"This old man Huang looks very good. If this is the case, can I have a good relationship with him and train him to become my special scapegoat?" Sun Dahai's mind was very open. "He is old, has rich experience, has a former leader, and has a broad vision. For me, he is really the best candidate for the blame. In the future, I have to have any inappropriate words and behaviors, and can be used to cover up the excuses such as 'Huang Lao said, Huang Lao taught me, Huang Lao has this meaning...'."

The more Sun Dahai thought about it, the more proud he became. He had only heard of the formation of celebrities, slaves, and beautiful girls. He wanted to play with the same scapegoat, which was really unique. As he thought about it, he smiled proudly... and fell asleep.

When Sun Dahai woke up, the lights were already on.

Mr. Huang leaned against a quilt, half lying and half sitting, wearing a pair of reading glasses, and was reading a newspaper.

"Grandpa Huang, why don't you sleep more?"

"Dahai, are you awake? I am old and have insufficient energy, but I don't have that many sleep. But you are sleeping so well."

"I didn't bother you. I had polyps in my nose and I like to snore when I sleep. However, I will be cured by the operation tomorrow."

Sun Dahai jumped out of bed and moved his body in the ward.

"It doesn't matter. I've been in a cadre school these years. More than a dozen of us are in a large shop. We have to listen to snoring, smell the smell of sweat and feet every day. We have long been used to it. These days, when we returned to the capital, lived alone, and suddenly there was no sound and smell. I really can't adapt to it." Huang Lao is truly a revolutionary senior. This revolutionary optimism spirit is really amazing.

"Grandpa Huang, where is your family?"

After chatting a lot, Mr. Huang never mentioned his family's affairs. Sun Dahai asked carefully.

Mr. Huang was silent for a while and said slowly: "My wife and son died before liberation. After liberation, the organization cared about me and introduced me to a wife, but unfortunately she died of illness a few years ago."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Huang. It's something I shouldn't have asked."

"It's okay, it's all over." Old Huang's voice was a little deep.

"Grandpa Huang, what are you looking at? So serious?" Sun Dahai quickly used a distraction technique to pull Mr. Huang out of his low mood.

"Oh, this is an article introducing the development of Xiaogang Village, Hui'an Province last year. Their household contract responsibility system was better than the previous year. You are still young, and you don't understand these things."

"I know this." Sun Dahai said: "My grandfather's house is from the rural capital. They are very concerned about this matter and have been hoping that the capital will start contracting soon."

"Oh? Tell me about the situation." When it comes to what Mr. Huang is concerned about, his attention is indeed attracted.

"Last Spring Festival, my parents took me back to my grandfather's house for the New Year. I heard what they said during the chat. Because my mother works in the newspaper, even the leaders of their commune came to ask my mother for it."

"What are they mainly asking about?" Grandpa Huang was very serious.

"It is mainly to ask if the contract is true? Is it violating the policy? After the gains are made, except for the contract being submitted to the state and collective, can the rest of your family be really kept?"

Mr. Huang thought about it and asked again: "Are you willing to contract the contract at your grandfather?"

"Of course I'm willing. For example, when I was eating big pot meals, each household had a fixed amount of rations. My grandfather's family had a lot of labor and honest people. The work arranged by the production brigade every day could be completed seriously. But the harder he worked, the greater his consumption, the less he would be able to eat. Some people in the team were cheating and did not work hard. They consumed less and naturally had less food, so they could eat enough. My grandfather and others were pretty good. I heard that some communes were even more excessive. People in the cadre's family would take care of the work points and receive the rations. Grandpa Huang, are you right? "

Mr. Huang nodded: "What you said makes sense. Equality is undesirable. What else?"

Sun Dahai's eyes rolled and asked, "Grandpa Huang, are you going to work in the Ministry of Agriculture in the future?"

"The organization has not made specific arrangements for my work yet. I used to be from the Ministry of Agriculture. After rehabilitation, I am very likely to return to the Ministry of Agriculture first. I am older, and restoring work is just an obsession. Even if the organization does not make arrangements, I will take the initiative to retreat to the second line and make use of my remaining energy."

"That's it. When you get cured, I'll take you to my grandfather's place. As an ordinary person, you can see it with your own eyes and listen to it with your own ears. Wouldn't that be better?"
Chapter completed!