Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

The convoy drove directly into the school, and Chu Shijun looked at the banner at the entrance with a reminiscing expression.

This was the turning point in his life.

The convoy came to a stop in front of the square, and the group of people got out of the cars one after another.

"Governor Chu, this is Secretary Bai Yu, this is County Magistrate Liu Yi, this is the Director of the Education Bureau, this is Principal Luo..."

Following the principle of referring to one's job title when working, Tian Zhiguang began to introduce them one by one.

"Governor Chu, welcome home!"

Bai Yu said nervously, the burly man who was 1.8 meters tall was now trembling with fear.

"Comrade Bai Yu, hello to you too. I've seen things along the way, and our hometown is developing well. Keep up the good work!"

Chu Shijun shook hands with him and then patted him on the shoulder.

Immediately, Bai Yu seemed to shrink in size.

After shaking hands with the others, Chu Shijun walked over to Lin Hu, squatted down, and said with a smile, "You must be Teacher Lin Hu? The school even invited you back."

"It's me, Governor Chu. Do you remember me?"

"I'll never forget it. You beat me the hardest back then; you even broke two of your pointers."

Chu Shijun reached out and took his hand.

"Please call me Shijun, Teacher Lin."

"Then I'll take the liberty of doing so."

A smile squeezed out from Lin Hu's aged face; the child hadn't changed.

"You say I hit you? That's because you were naughty back then, always jumping around. You had such a smart brain, but you just didn't use it for studying."

"It's strange, really. After getting sick, he suddenly had a breakthrough, got into Han University, and is now a provincial leader. We teachers are content with our lives."

"That's why I said, Teacher Lin, you played well back then. If you hadn't played, I wouldn't be where I am today..."

Those around them didn't disturb them, watching the two talk with smiles on their faces. The reporters' camera shutters clicked incessantly, their minds racing with articles and headlines.

Principal Luo and others from No. 1 Middle School breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were smart enough to invite Lin Hu, who was retired at home, over as soon as they received the news.

Two and a half minutes later, Tian Zhiguang stepped forward and said at the opportune moment, "Governor Chu, shall we take a walk around the teaching building?"

"Alright then."

Chu Shijun nodded, stood up, and pushed the wheelchair over. "Teacher Lin, let's take a look together."

"Okay, I haven't been here in a long time either. It's just that it's not convenient for me to go upstairs, so I'll just look around on the first floor."

"No need, Teacher Lin, we'll carry you up."

Principal Luo and others rolled up their sleeves, saying, "We're all young people, full of energy."

Well, people in their thirties or forties can still be considered young, and those in their fifties can grit their teeth and still manage.

Afterwards, the group took a look around several teaching buildings at the school, where students were having classes.

Chu Shijun only said a few words in a few classes in the senior year of high school, during self-study periods.

Chu Shijun pointed out that students are in the prime of their youth, a time of great prosperity and opportunity for hard work. He hoped that they would cherish this hard-won learning opportunity, cherish every day at their alma mater, set lofty ideals, strengthen their beliefs, be down-to-earth, study diligently, develop strong skills, and cultivate noble character...

Afterwards, a brief meeting was held in the large conference room.

At the meeting, Chu Shijun affirmed the teaching achievements of No. 1 High School, and concluded with a heartfelt statement:

We should always remember where we came from, be grateful to our alma mater, and cherish our hometown. No matter where I go or where I am, my alma mater will always be the warmest harbor in my heart, and my teachers will always be the most respected family members.

In the future, I will continue to care about and support the development of my alma mater, and do my best to contribute to its construction. I also look forward to my alma mater achieving even greater glory and producing many outstanding students in the future!

Afterwards, at Lin Hu's invitation, everyone had a simple meal in the cafeteria.

It was already five o'clock when I left.

There were only three vehicles this time: two police cars and one Toyota Coaster.

With Zheng Yu and his guards by his side, Yang Xiaofeng and Li Dakang insisted on coming along, so Chu Shijun had no choice but to let them go. The others were all arranged to stay at a nearby guesthouse.

Thirty minutes later, the vehicle arrived at the hometown.

The road is now completely new and much faster than it was back then.

After getting out of the car, Chu Shijun walked to the front of the courtyard, took out his key, and opened the gate.

The yard was kept clean and tidy, and the weeds were all newly grown, indicating that someone usually takes care of it.

"It's been a few years since I've been back, so I need to clean up."

Chu Shijun opened the door and said, "I told you not to come, but you insisted. You won't be able to sleep well tonight, so don't blame me."

"No, Governor Chu, we don't have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds."

Li Dakang tilted his head and assured him.

Yang Xiaofeng, who was standing nearby, had already spotted the broom and shovel. He quickly grabbed them and started sweeping the floor.

"I sweep the floor at home all the time, so I'll do a cleaning."

Secretary Zheng Yu and the accompanying security personnel looked at each other in bewilderment. What were they doing here?

Hey, first come, first served!

Li Dakang looked around and saw that there was only a broom. After thinking for a moment, he simply started pulling weeds.

"Governor Chu, the yard looks very well tidy. Does someone come to clean it regularly?"

"Yes, Aunt Huang comes back every two months, and my parents come back occasionally too."

Chu Shijun opened all four windows, then took out his keys and went outside.

"Thank you for your help. I'll go clean up next door too."

Li Dakang quickly turned his head and asked, "What's next door?"

"My uncle's house."

"I'll go, I'll go. Comrade Xiaofeng, you clean here, I'll help you clean there. Let's divide the work and cooperate."

Li Dakang immediately got up and followed, it seems that being slow has its advantages.

Yang Xiaofeng paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then continued working.

It's better to be near than far; he'd heard that Chu Shijun was about to make a move.

In that case, whether he can move or not, this person's words are very helpful.

Li Dakang can sweep wherever he wants; no one knows, and even if they did, they couldn't tell you.

……

After a while, everyone busied themselves cleaning up the two courtyards.

Back home, Chu Shijun took out the incense he had prepared, lit it, and went to the next room to light the incense in front of the portrait on the wall.

At this moment, everyone else was already dumbfounded, staring blankly at the portrait on the wall.

Beside them was a picture frame containing a poem. Looking at the signature, Li Dakang and Yang Xiaofeng swallowed hard.

So, you're that famous yourself!

"Governor Chu, is this elderly gentleman you?"

"It was my grandfather, Chu Tianxiong, who sacrificed his life early."

Chu Shijun's voice was filled with complex emotions, "That poem was written by my grandfather at his request, and it has been the source of my motivation on my path forward."

The two swallowed again.

Li Dakang quickly said, "Director Zheng, where's the incense? Bring it to me."

"I want one too."

The two lit incense, bowed respectfully three times, and then Li Dakang suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times forcefully, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Thank you, Elder Chu. You made your own contributions, and you also left behind Governor Chu to carry on your spirit..."

This time, not only Yang Xiaofeng and Zheng Yu, but also the four accompanying guards were stunned and looked at each other. No wonder Li Dakang was able to rise all the way to the position of Secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee. He has all kinds of abilities!

"Governor Chu, please excuse my poor appearance."

After Li Dakang finished speaking, he stood up and wiped away his tears. He was really crying. "I was moved by the scene. My thoughts immediately drifted back to decades ago, to when we first met at Han University. I remembered how you looked as a spirited young man..."

Chu Shijun's lips twitched twice. He had always seen a lot of things and knew that Li Dakang had similar practices before, but he was speechless at this moment.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaofeng and the others followed closely behind, offering incense and kowtowing, each saying a few words.

Afterwards, the group went to sweep the tomb, burn paper money and offer incense.

Li Dakang then led the performance again.

This time, it was just the few of them, unlike when Zhao Lichun returned home with a large group of people, so he said whatever came to mind, completely unafraid of losing face.

Anyway, we're all working together, so the eldest brother won't laugh at the second brother.

That evening, the group tidied up briefly and stayed at Chu Shijun's hometown.