Official Fortune (Part 1)
When he first arrived in Beijing, his father served as deputy director of the General Political Department and Mass Work Department, and deputy military post. The superior leader was General Li Mancun, a native of Shandong, and a unit had hit Xiamen, and the two had a good relationship and a fairly smooth work.
Dad's voice is still very loud, still talkative, but no longer with all kinds of "relatives", the wording is more deliberate. The General Political Compound is not like the field troops, it seems that all the people are very peaceful and indifferent, unlike in the past in Xiamen, uncles and aunts did not even knock on the door when they came in and out of your house, and they roared people out with a throat, because the family did not close the door. So that when we entered Beijing, we didn't close the door, we were very unaccustomed to the door, so we slammed the door to us, and finally we understood the antipathy of others, but we didn't expect that there was an accident on the first day of closing the door.
That day my father went to work, my brother and I went to school, there was only the old aunt and the old mother at home, in order to save gas, they had a coal stove brought from the south, and as a result, they were gas poisoned! The old mother fainted first, the old aunt struggled to climb out, knocked on the door, shouted "help", and the hostess of the door coldly closed the door without waiting for the aunt to finish! Auntie fainted in the hallway until Dad got off work. Fortunately, the door was opened, so it was rescued.
Our family knows that there can be no open doors here, neighbors here do not come and go, windows here will not leak, here... I began to miss my classmates in Xiamen.
Just arrived at the Yellow Temple compound, we live in the vice minister building, here are clear levels: the director of the general political department, the deputy director, the minister, live in the city of the courtyard, the Yellow Temple only has two general buildings, the deputy minister is four bedrooms, the director has three bedrooms, and so on, "blind staff officer, broken officer" lives in a relatively simple two-bedroom room. There is also a large number of bungalows, basically people have been transferred, family members left in Beijing, at first we thought that the level of bungalow living in the lowest level, in fact, there are old Red Army. There have also been celebrities, such as Wang Zhongjun and Wang Zhonglei, and their "Huayi Brothers" are very divine.
At that time, in the stage of "overthrowing the king of Yama and liberating the little devil", moving in and out was like a marquee, the children of the "New General Administration" and the "Old General Policy" in the courtyard were in the same class, and the school was annoyed by going in and out, so it was put in a class to toss it. I came early, the whole class is "Beijing Cavity Jingyun", no one pays attention to me, who talks about "military popularization", I still wonder ~ I am in Xiamen, as the emcee of the 10,000-person conference? They say "don't understand" what I'm saying? They are all the children of the "old general manager", and it didn't take long for them to go one after another, and many of the "new general policies" came, Guizhou, Xinjiang, northeast China, hainan island, we are all "military popularization" accents, harmonious, but no one has changed the accent. As a result, until now, after living in Beijing for more than forty years, as soon as I opened my mouth, someone always asked: "You are not from Beijing, right?" I said to Beijingers, "Of course I'm a Beijinger"! I said to outsiders, "Of course I'm not from Beijing!"!
Dad's colleagues also came from many local troops, fought wars, did not sit in the organs, and with a common language, Dad was also much more comfortable.
Not long after, Dad was promoted to the minister of the Group Work Department, the army was in full swing, Dad was very satisfied, not only busy, but also a little bloated! There are many old comrades-in-arms in Beijing, and everyone is actually more energetic in their hearts. Dad always told me that those old comrades in the localities were all of the tenth rank, and the eleventh rank of our army was the same as them. At that time, the thirteenth level or above was considered a "high cadre", and the father was eleven at that time.
Not long after, Dad took charge of the Group Work Department and changed it to the "Liaison Department", and Uncle Yang Side, Dad's old comrade-in-arms, served as the minister, and the one who was called "Old Secret Agent" by Dad was appointed. Dad was appointed as the director of the "Political Department Directly Under the General Political Department", and the other departments were called ministers; from this point on until the name of the "General Political Department Directly Under the Work Department" was called the director, and this work was more than ten years, everyone was called "Director Li", and no one called him "Minister Li". I remember that I just became a class teacher at work, and proudly said to my father that I was also the "director"! We're both at the same level.
Dad was in charge of all the directly subordinate units, the Cultural and Labor Corps, the Bayi Factory, the Military Newspaper, the Bayi Engineering Corps, the Printing Plant, until the Guard Company... I also can't remember how many units there are, anyway, the big cat of the General Political Department and the ministers of various departments have changed like marquees, "iron camp and flowing officials", no one knows "Director Li", Dad survived a batch, survived a batch of deaths, survived a batch, survived a batch, remember zhang Chunqiao when he was the director of the General Political Department, he looked down on Dad, was reprimanded many times, Dad came home and said that he was angry and ready to be "isolated and examined" at any time. But he went first, and Dad persevered.
I remember when a big star had an accident, I said to others, my father approved him to join the General Political Song and Dance Troupe, and people said, how could your father let him in? I weakly added that my father had also approved "* mother" to join the army! Everyone laughed and said, "Half the merit is half done."
The world is cold, the official battle, the father responds to the changes with no change, "let you weak water three thousand", has become the "tumbler" in everyone's mouth, but I know that the famous nickname in the army was "Li Slender", and at the age of fifty, he had high blood pressure, diabetes, cerebellar infarction... It was all caused by the pressure, until he was finally squeezed out, he lived a smooth life, and lived to the age of 94 without illness.
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