Veteran new police officer

The father-in-law and mother-in-law came back and lived in their own home. Lao Jiang and Mother Jiang were very happy and very busy.

I originally planned to wait for my son-in-law to come back from get off work to have dinner together, but every year at the end of the year is the busiest time for the in-laws. They have to rush back to ask for money from Party A. Otherwise, there will be no money to settle with the big and small contractors, and no money to pay the wages to the migrant workers.

Just after eating, the two were about to send Mr. Han and Ge Sulan downstairs when they suddenly received a call from Yangang Community, saying that a retired teacher named Han had come to Fu'an, and they suspected that the person dug up might also be an ancestor of his family.

Even the ancestors rush to recognize it, what a big deal!

Mr. Han was not very happy, but after thinking about it, he went with Ge Sulan. Anyway, Yangang Community is not far away. It is on the eighth floor of Anda Pedestrian Street diagonally opposite the community. It is only a few steps away.

Lao Jiang did not follow, and he and his wife cleared the dishes together.

The more Jiang Ma thought about it, the weirder she got. She washed the dishes and asked, "I got married later. Your family is a native of Linghai Village. You grew up playing with Mr. Han. You should know something about his family. Does his family have a distant relative in Phu Yen?"

"I've never heard of it. Who can tell me clearly what happened more than a hundred years ago?"

"Although Fu'an is not far from Linghai, it is not in the same city as us. How did Teacher Han know about it?"

"You ask me, I'll ask who goes."

Mother Jiang realized that asking was in vain, so she simply changed the subject: "It's almost nine o'clock, why hasn't Xinxin come back yet. Why don't you call Xiaoyue and ask if she has heard from Xinxin."

As a veteran auxiliary police officer who has worked in the police station for decades, Comrade Lao Jiang is very aware of how busy the police are. He wiped the table and said, "What are you going to do? Xinxin may have to work overtime."

"It's almost the Chinese New Year, how come there are so many overtime shifts?"

"What do you know? The police are busy. Not to mention Xinxin, the few policemen in our office who are handling the case are too busy to stay home all day long."

"I think the security is pretty good, how can there be so many criminals!"

"As you can see, the public security is not good. We arrested a few thieves the day before yesterday, and now the epidemic has recurred. The detention center cannot take them in, and the case handling center cannot hold them, and they cannot release them. We can only let the police and auxiliary police first Watch. If I’m not cooking, I’ll also help look after people.”

While the old couple were chatting, Han Xin, who was on her way home, received a call from her father, asking him to go to Yangang Community as soon as possible.

Han Xin asked in confusion: "It's so late, what are you doing in the community?"

"Fu'an has come to our family, and his nephew works in the community. His nephew seems to know you and Xiaoyue. They are real relatives. Come over quickly and say hello, otherwise it will be rude."

"Dad, do I have relatives in Fu'an?"

"I didn't know it before, but now that I know it, it's already there."

"How do you know?"

"I found him here. He is a retired teacher and has been a principal. He is an intellectual. There is no mistake!"

As soon as the ancestors were dug up, people came to recognize their relatives.

Han Xin thought it was a bit funny, and just when she didn't know what to say, Jiang Yue couldn't help laughing and asked: "Dad, you just said that my nephew works in Yangang Community and knows Han Xin and me. Do you know about him?" What’s the surname and name of your nephew?”

"Since he is from our family, his surname must be Han, probably Han Xiaowu. He looks talented and very polite."

"Secretary-General Han!"

"Yes, yes, someone called him just now and called him that."

"I'm dizzy, how could it be him."

"What's up with him?"

Jiang Yue chuckled and said: "Dad, I was worried just now that people would come here to visit relatives at night, maybe because they want to take advantage of you, the big boss. Now there is no need to worry, this relative can recognize him, and we can take advantage of him in turn. The light reaches his high branches."

Mr. Han looked at the Fu'an Han family who were studying the history of the Han family with several old men from the Jianghai Research Association in a small meeting, and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Yue, is his family rich and capable?"

"It's not that his family is rich, but that he is rich and capable."

"He works in the community..."

"I am taking this class just for fun. I am a top student at Donghai Jiaotong University. I also went to the University of Hong Kong for further studies. I used to be an insurance agent for an investment bank, sponsoring the listing of large companies. I have a lot of money. I have three houses in Donghai alone."

Jiang Yue looked back at the little overlord of Linghai Village who was snickering, and said happily: "My lover also works in an investment bank. He is a senior executive who specializes in helping large companies and government financing platforms issue bonds. He also Sign up to learn dancing from Linlin, an advanced class with no basic knowledge, and the tuition is tens of thousands a year. Speaking of which, our family has already made money from his family!"

After hearing the introduction from his prospective daughter-in-law, Mr. Han felt that this relative could be recognized, and couldn't help laughing: "It's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. One family doesn't know the other. Since you know each other, hurry up. Your mother and I are here The community is waiting for you.”

Han Xin was completely convinced, patted the steering wheel and said with a smile: "What kind of relatives? Relatives who can't be beaten with eight sticks!"

Jiang Yue knew that he didn't like handsome guys, let alone handsome guys who were both capable and rich, so he couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's definitely safe for someone to come over at night to recognize their relatives. We can't usurp our ancestors who have been high officials. "

Han Xin felt that it was ridiculous that such a thing would happen.

The young couple chatted and laughed, and soon they arrived downstairs at Yangang Community.

It's not easy to park here. You can only park in the three-dimensional garage of the People's Hospital. After parking the car, you take the elevator to the community on the eighth floor. You can see brightly lit office areas and small conference rooms.

The old director of the Propaganda Department whom I met yesterday was chatting and laughing with an old comrade with gray hair and glasses.

The father and the little mother were holding their mobile phones and communicating in a low voice with the rich "old face". It seemed that they had just added WeChat.

"Hello, Minister Ji, hello Director Zhang."

"It turns out to be Xiao Han, come on, come on, sit down."

"Secretary-General Han, it's so late and you haven't gone back to rest yet?" Han Xin said hello while suppressing a smile.

"Officer Han, Officer Jiang, long time no see."

The "old white face" was as polite as ever and stood up to greet him with a smile.

Mr. Han was very envious of having such a handsome and capable nephew, and quickly introduced him: "Principal Han, this is my son Han Xin, and my daughter-in-law Jiang Yue. Xinxin, Xiaoyue, Principal Han is Secretary-General Han's Uncle, he is also my uncle, please call me grandpa quickly."

How is this generation arranged? Shouldn't the uncle called "Old White Face" have to be called "Old White Face" uncle!

But looking at this posture, the seniority has been determined.

Han Xin had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "Hello, grandpa."

The "talker" of the Fu'an Han family looked at Han Xin and Jiang Yue, and then looked at Mr. Han: "Okay, Mr. Han, you are lucky, your son is a policeman, your daughter-in-law is also a policeman, there are two civil servants in the family! "

His son and daughter-in-law are promising. Mr. Han is very proud, but he still said modestly: "It's far worse than Xiaowu. Besides, your son and daughter-in-law don't eat from the public family."

Ge Sulan lost no time in introducing: "Xinxin, Grandpa Han's son and daughter-in-law are teachers at Taitung Middle School, and even his grandson is the deputy mayor."

According to this, people are from a scholarly family, and they are from an official position...

Han Xin was suddenly jealous and didn't know how to proceed. The old minister picked up a yellowed booklet in front of Grandpa Han and said with a smile: "Xiao Han, Principal Han didn't come to recognize us for no reason. We just After verification, it can be basically confirmed that you are the same family."

What can be done if it is true, and what can be done if it is false?

Han Xin really couldn't understand these retired old comrades and asked curiously: "Is this a family tree?"

Before Minister Ji could speak, Principal Han smiled and explained: "Xiao Han, this is not a family tree. This is how much money was given to relatives and friends who came to express their condolences according to the funeral customs of Linghai Fu'an when my grandfather passed away. Or give something, and record it in a running account.

This is the exchange of favors. My family is doing things, and when people come, I give them gifts. In the future, when someone does something, as long as the notice arrives, they must reciprocate politely. With a running account as a basis, it is not easy to forget. "

Linghai and Fu'an are right next to each other, with the same dialect and the same wedding and funeral customs.

As a result, people in Fu'an have no sense of belonging to Taitung. They come to Linghai for everything they buy. If they can afford it, they even buy houses in Linghai so that their children can study and live in Linghai.

It is worth mentioning that the Han family also has the running accounts recorded during funerals like the one held by Mr. Ji, but they were recorded when the grandparents passed away and disappeared after that.

At this time, Mr. Ji found a page and held it up to him: "Xiao Han, do you see it? Linghai Han Xuezhang, a piece of gold foil, four knives of yellow paper, and twenty yuan in silver certificates."

Gold foil is used to stack ingots, and yellow paper is burned directly. Now when someone dies, they still have to give these.

I have never heard of what a savings certificate is.

But these are not the main point. The main point is the name Linghai Han Xuezhang.

Han Xin was deep in thought when Mr. Han raised his head and said with a smile: "Han Xuezhang is my great-grandfather, what should you call me... I... I really don't understand."

Principal Han took over the conversation and said, "The eighteen generations of ancestors we often refer to actually refer to the nine generations of family members starting from ourselves. From small to large, they are Er, Yun, still, Hao, Lai, Xuan, Zeng, grandson, son, father, ancestor, zeng, gao, tian, lie, tai, yuan, nose.

The person who gave birth to oneself is the parent, the father of the father is the ancestor, the father of the grandfather is the great ancestor, the father of the great ancestor is the great ancestor, the father of the great ancestor is the ancestor of heaven, the father of the ancestor of heaven is the ancestor, the father of the lie ancestor is the ancestor, and the father of the ancestor is the ancestor. The father is the distant ancestor, and the father of the distant ancestor is the originator. "

I feel dizzy listening to it, he actually remembers it all at such an old age.

Han Xin suddenly discovered that this person should be a descendant of Han Shiju or even Han Xiufeng, at least in terms of reading, he fit the characteristics of a scholarly family.

He thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa Han, so I should call my father's great-grandfather Gaozu?"

Principal Han nodded, but then shook his head: "In terms of seniority, yes, but these titles of great-grandfather and great-grandfather are all in written language, so your father calls his great-grandfather great-grandfather."

Han Xin asked: "Then what should I be called?"

"According to our custom here, we should call him Mr. Gao. But in the past, there were no such medical conditions as now. People with poor economic conditions could not even eat enough and had no clothes to wear. Therefore, people's lifespan was very short in the past. Not many people have come to see Grandpa Gao, and even fewer have met Grandpa Gao, so there are very few people who know this title."

After all, he has been a teacher and a principal, so he is well-educated and speaks clearly and logically.

Han Xin was sighing with emotion when Principal Han said slowly: "I am much older than your father, and I know a little more about the past than him. I have never met my great-grandfather and great-aunt, not even my great-grandfather. I haven’t met my grandpa, but I have met my grandma.

I clearly remember that when I was a child, my grandmother said that my ancestors had been officials and had many places in Linghai, Fu'an and Jiaoxie.

At that time, Linghai was just a town, similar to Fu'an. Our branch moved from Linghai to Fu'an due to family separation, inherited our ancestors' fields in Fu'an, and settled down in Fu'an. "

Minister Ji Lao once again raised the running account of "Fu'an Han Family" and said with a smile: "From this historical data, you two still maintained friendly relations during the Anti-Japanese War."

"Era of the Anti-Japanese War!"

"Banknotes are banknotes issued by the Wang puppet government through the so-called "Central Reserve Bank" during the Anti-Japanese War. They are also called Central Reserve Banknotes. They are mainly circulated in areas ruled by the Wang puppet such as Central China, East China, and South China.

In the beginning, inflation was not very severe, and the legal currency issued by the Kuomintang government was exchanged on a one-to-one basis. Ten yuan was the maximum denomination. Analyzing from the time point of view, at that time, your family not only had contacts with Principal Han's group, but also had a good relationship and were very generous with each other. "

As soon as Minister Ji finished speaking, Principal Han picked up another pamphlet in front of him and said in a cadence, as if reciting a poem: "Yongda Zong Yuanxian's articles, mountains and forests, beautiful jade and officials Zexiang; learn from Si Jianhui before Continued, the middle-class ascended to the prosperity of the Yun family and the country! This sounds like a poem, but it is not."

Han Xin subconsciously asked: "What is that?"

"They are the descendants of our ancestors. Han Shiju, who was inadvertently dug up by the developer, is your Taizu, and the middle character is Shi. And your Taiye Gao, your great ancestor, is called Han Xuezhang, and the middle character is Xue. Later, he became I didn’t name my children and grandchildren according to their generation.”

Principal Han paused, then continued: "Our branch has lasted a little longer. My grandfather's name is Han Xuecheng, and my father's name is Han Daoxiang. They are all arranged according to generation. As a result, it is also confusing here. ”

Although it sounds a little dizzy, I roughly understand that this is how the seniority is arranged.

Han Xin couldn't help but look at the "old face" who was rich, capable and gentlemanly, and said half-jokingly: "Secretary-General Han, it seems that Xiaoyue and I will call you uncle from now on."

Han Xiaowu just posted on Moments in the morning that there was a major archaeological discovery in Linghai. As a result, after his uncle saw the Moments, he rushed back to his hometown in Fu'an from Taitung to rummage through boxes and cabinets, looking for diaries from previous funerals.

He had never thought about competing with the "Linghai Han family" for his ancestry. He was really embarrassed. He said with an embarrassed look: "Officer Han, stop joking. This happened so many years ago. What did we call it before? Or whatever you call it."

"No, no, we can't mess up the seniority."

Han Xin suppressed a smile and said again: "You are my uncle. The New Year is coming soon. Xiaoyue and I have to go to you to pay New Year's greetings and ask for New Year's money from you."

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PS: High blood pressure, high pressure is 178, low pressure is 130, I can’t reduce it even after taking medicine, and I am very dizzy. Today is just one chapter. Please forgive me, brothers and sisters.