I was married off to a disabled hero in lieu of marriage; my in-laws doted on me and I aspired to gr

With the school arrangements settled, Qiaoqiao felt relieved. As the Lunar New Year approached, she and her mother prepared for the holiday.

Yang Zheng's admission notice arrived, and he stopped working, waiting to register at the school after the New Year.

His sister and mother were busy shopping, while he stayed home taking care of the children.

Zhou Xiaowei is seven months old. He's chubby and crawls incredibly fast. If you're not careful, he can roll off the bed and turn the house upside down.

With nothing else to do, Yang Zheng used scrap steel from his workplace to weld a fence around the little guy. He laid cardboard on the ground and then put on a soft quilt made by his mother. The little guy was fed like a pig in the fence, which Qiaoqiao called the "pigpen".

After giving birth, Qiaoqiao was busy preparing for the college entrance examination and hadn't been able to return to her hometown. The family discussed that Zhou Wenhui would borrow a car from his work unit to go back to Dashui Village for New Year's Eve dinner, stay for a day, and then return to the city on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Qiaoqiao's mother had been in the city for a year, devoting herself entirely to her daughter, and wanted to stay in her hometown a few more days. The family happily prepared for the New Year, and Qiaoqiao, having some money, bought everything she needed.

Grandpa and Grandma's cotton-padded clothes, Dad's cigarettes and alcohol, and candies and cookies...

After a busy week, preparations are almost complete. All that's left is for Zhou Wenhui to have a holiday so he can go home to see his grandparents and father.

That day, the family was making dumplings when a member of the neighborhood committee came to their door: "Excuse me, is Comrade Yang Qiao home?"

Yang Qiao thought it was the notice she had received and happily said, "That's me, and who are you?"

The neighborhood committee member took out a file folder and said, "Comrade Yang Qiao, these are your political background check materials, which have been returned."

"It was returned? Why?"

"As far as I know, it's because your grandfather has a problematic family background. The Revolutionary Committee said that someone with your background shouldn't go to university. Comrade Yang Qiao, you should quickly try to find some connections. This is a big or small issue. Many students with problematic family backgrounds have also received university admission notices," a neighborhood committee member kindly reminded her.

Ah, Qiaoqiao's mind is blank. How could this happen? Isn't it said that the college entrance examination only considers grades and not family background?

Yang Zheng was puzzled. He and Qiaoqiao shared the same grandfather. He had passed the political background check, so why hadn't Qiaoqiao passed?

No, I need to go back to my workplace and ask Director Tang.

Qiaoqiao felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Qiaoqiao's mother was also anxious. The child's grandfather was just a private tutor. How could he affect her daughter's college admission?

Yang Zheng took the bus for two stops and arrived at the machinery factory. He went straight to the factory director's office and found Tang Ping.

"Director Tang, my sister failed the political background check," Yang Zheng said abruptly.

"What the hell? Yang Zheng, what happened?"

"Director Tang, I... I just wanted to ask you a question. I passed the political background check, so why didn't my sister pass it?"

"Oh, you mean this? Yang Zheng, when you joined the factory, they altered your personnel file. Your university background check was provided by our unit, so of course there were no problems. Your sister's file should be the original file; her family background hasn't been changed."

Tang Ping frowned and said, "Why are they still holding up the political review? If Commander Zhou were here, it would be a simple matter of a word. This is outrageous. Yang Zheng, have your sister find someone. Surely your brother-in-law knows someone in the military?"

Yang Zheng then understood that his sister's original file described her as a rich peasant, while his file described him as a proletarian worker.

Yang Zheng rushed home. Zhou Wenhui had already heard the news and called Liu Songming. The whole family was waiting for news.

"Don't worry, don't worry, Liu Songming can definitely handle it."

"The central government's documents clearly state that the review process should focus on the individual's performance and select talent for the construction of the Four Modernizations. But they are secretly obstructing the political review process. It's too insidious," Yang Zheng said indignantly.

"Wenhui, have we offended someone who's deliberately blocking me?"

"I haven't offended anyone."

Zhou Wenhui thought long and hard, even recalling who he had fought with when he was a child, but he still couldn't figure out who he had offended.

Liu Songming took Qiaoqiao's file to the neighborhood committee. The neighborhood committee director said, "Minister Liu, we are just a street-level unit. How could we possibly return a political background check file? Yang Qiao's political background check materials were returned from Huailin University. You'll have to go to the school."

Huailin University?

Liu Songming took the file to Zhou Wenhui's house and asked, puzzled, "Wenhui, didn't you say that Principal Yao agreed to admit Qiaoqiao? Why were the background check materials returned?"

"Yes, could it be? No, no, Principal Yao would never do anything underhanded. I, Liu Songming, let's go to Huailin University together."

"it is good."

Upon arriving at the admissions office of Huailin University and meeting the director, Zhou Wenhui understood everything.

He forgot that Cheng Zhaoying's entire family worked in the education system; her parents were retired university teachers, and her brother was the director Cheng Zhaopeng standing in front of her.

Cheng Zhaopeng stepped forward with a half-smile and shook hands: "Hero Zhou, long time no see. Not bad, you can actually stand up now."

"Director Cheng, it's you! I'm so grateful that you still remember me."

Zhou Wenhui's face was sharp. He should have known that the Cheng family would turn their backs on him, and he shouldn't have let Cheng Zhaoying go in the first place.

"Of course I remember. My younger sister, Xiaoying, made a complete fool of herself in the military family compound, acting like she was going to die for a disabled person. As a proper college student, she was relegated to sitting on the sidelines in the library." Cheng Zhaopeng said with a chuckle.

"By cutting off the division commander's phone and going to the library without permission, I have already shown the utmost leniency. If it were Director Cheng, he should have been discharged from the military and given a major demerit."

"Hahaha, that's right, your family is powerful and influential, so of course you can do it. Unfortunately, fortunes change, and without your father, who was a teacher, what are you now?"

"Even without my father, I am a hero who defends my country. I will not act like you, using my position for personal revenge and behaving like a petty person."

Liu Songming understood. The director in front of him was the brother of Wen Hui's ex-girlfriend, and he was the one who deliberately obstructed Qiao Qiao's political background check.

"Since you think I'm a villain, then I'll act like one, otherwise I'll just be wasting my reputation." Cheng Zhaoying snorted coldly.

"The central government's documents clearly stipulate that as long as candidates perform well and have no illegal or disciplinary violations, their family background cards should not be used for political background checks. Director Cheng, Yang Qiao's grandfather has a bad family background, so you're returning her file. Aren't you afraid someone will investigate if you do that?" Zhou Wenhui asked sternly.

"Yang Qiao's score was not even higher than the score for the History Department of Huailin University. Her grandfather's political orientation was unclear, and she herself used a marriage of convenience to climb the social ladder and become a phoenix. Her behavior was very wrong and speculative."

My decision to return her file was perfectly reasonable. If you, Zhou Yingxiong, insist on thinking I'm settling a personal score, then go ahead and sue me.

"You, you're shameless!" Zhou Wenhui was trembling with anger.

Liu Songming patted Zhou Wenhui and said, "Wenhui, I understand now. Director Cheng's sister is named Cheng Zhaoying. She used to be a communications soldier in the military region's communications platoon. Because she made a mistake, she was transferred to the library."

"Who are you?" Cheng Zhaopeng asked, looking at Liu Songming, who was dressed in plain clothes.

"I am a soldier who defends our country, whom you look down upon. Since your sister is still in the military, I have the right to investigate her mistakes and report them to my superiors. I will handle this officially, record a major demerit, and expel her."

"Who do you think you are? You say you're from the military, so you're from the military? I could say I'm the municipal party secretary!" Cheng Zhaopeng retorted disdainfully.

Liu Songming took out his officer's ID and work ID from his cotton-padded coat pocket, gently placed them on the table, and said, "Commander Zhou is wounded, but he is also a hero. He was injured while saving me. Since we are all handling this officially, how can I stand by and watch my benefactor's children be humiliated by you?"

"You, you're all a den of snakes and rats."

"A snake never attacks a person unless provoked, but if a person offends me, I will make sure he dies..."

Liu Songming threw the file folder from Zhou Wenhui onto Cheng Zhaopeng's desk and said, "We haven't received your school's admission notice in three days. Your sister's file probably isn't looking good. Let's see which organization would dare to hire her."

After saying that, he pulled Zhou Wenhui away from the admissions office.