The Spring Festival of 1973 passed uneventfully.

Lu Weidong was in Luohu and had not gone anywhere. He declined requests from all parties and stayed in his mansion.

This situation lasted until early March of the next year. Lu Weidong was not interested in working at all. Instead, he was obsessed with kung fu and often led a group of children to practice martial arts.

Director Nie saw this and became anxious.

At present, Director Li has been transferred to the central work, and Director Nie is responsible for everything in the Southern Bureau and also supervises the work of the Security Department.

Seeing that Lu Weidong had lost his motivation to work and the tasks were slowing down, Director Nie finally lost his composure.

While Lu Weidong was taking the children out to practice, he called Ding Qiunan in front of him.

"Uncle Nie, what do you have to say?" Ding Qiunan asked with some confusion.

"This...this! Qiu Nan! I already know about the matter between you and Lu Weidong! This is Lu Weidong's fault, and I am ready to punish him! What do you think?" Director Nie asked with a smile.

Father Ding and Mother Ding on the side changed their faces after hearing this, and they all hurriedly winked at their daughter.

It is best for the public not to interfere in one's own affairs, otherwise, there will be no way to end it.

This is what Ding's father and Ding's mother think. Now, although the two of them are unhappy about the sudden rain, Lu Weidong has made a big mistake now that they have a child. Fortunately, he has a good attitude towards admitting his guilt.

It seems that we have cut off contact with each other, and now we stay in the mansion to accompany everyone. This is a good thing!

Ding Qiunan naturally knew what the two elders were thinking. She frowned slightly and said to Director Nie: "I am willing in my heart, but Uncle Nie, does the boss agree?"

After hearing this, Director Nie immediately said seriously: "Of course I agree! I can guarantee it."

"Oh! What punishment?" Ding Qiunan hesitated and asked with a frown.

This matter must be clarified, otherwise, the future of the child's father will be ruined, and she will regret it.

Director Nie smiled slightly and said: "I will definitely make you angry! At the same time, how about announcing it to everyone?"

"Isn't this affecting Weidong's future? No! No!" Ding's father waved his hands hastily, with a determined look on his face.

Director Nie laughed and said: "I am doing this for the sake of the young couple! If I continue like this, I will be criticized by the superiors. They say that I am irresponsible in my work and cannot even do such a small thing as Comrade Weidong. I am not worthy of being a leader.

Ah! Master Ding, can you understand my mood?"

Father Ding hesitated for a moment, nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and stopped talking.

Ding Qiunan hesitated, frowned and said, "Don't affect my family, Wei Dong's future!"

"Ouch! Comrade Weidong..." Director Nie clicked his tongue, feeling helpless in his heart!

What else does Lu Weidong need now?

He is incredibly rich! Everyone above him knows that he is the reincarnation of the God of Wealth and has the ability to turn stone into gold!

Lu Weidong just slacked off, and his superiors called him to reprimand him. He, Old Nie, had never seen any leader reprimand Lu Weidong!

Who else in the world today has this kind of treatment?

I'm afraid it's just him, Lu Weidong!

Alas!

Director Nie sighed in his heart. He forced out a smile and promised Ding Qiunan: "If there is any impact, I will take responsibility immediately! Even if I am not an official, I must be responsible to the end."

After hearing this, Ding Qiunan finally felt at ease. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Nie!"

"Ha! It's just a small matter! Qiu Nan, please listen to my call tonight." Director Nie warned, and he said goodbye and left the mansion.

After getting on the special car, Director Nie thought about it for a while, and then he started to prepare.

Three days later, the Red Star Military Factory School held an event.

The activity was a group of children interacting with their parents. Director Nie personally participated. At the same time, he called Lu Weidong and Ding Qiunan to invite them.

The crowd was crowded, there were countless parents below the stage, and on the stage there were children preparing to go through the door. Not far away was a series of doorways, the focus was on the lottery, airplane models and red envelopes presented by the factory.

"Comrades, come on! The end point is our Xiaolong fighter model. It is made by the masters of the porcelain factory and is of great significance. Moreover, there is a red envelope in it, five hundred yuan. Comrades! Come up with our fight.

Be energetic and run with our children on your back!"

"Now! I announce! Parents, find your children immediately and act quickly!"

"Comrades who are watching, please cheer for us parents! Applaud! Show the spirit of our Red Star people and move forward bravely!"

Director Nie shouted, he was as excited as if he had been given a shot of blood.

His behavior made the parents in the audience dare not slack off, and they were all gearing up for fear of falling behind.

As a whistle sounded, many parents ran to the stage, picked up their children, and started running towards the chain arch.

The stage became empty, and Lu Weidong suddenly noticed that little Lu Ming was looking around on the stage with a confused look on his face.

Director Nie walked over with a smile and said: "Weidong, let's have a try! Let's see who can run faster!"

"What? The school has..." Lu Weidong looked surprised.

Director Nie smiled and said: "My youngest grandson was just transferred to Military Factory Primary School yesterday. His name is Nie Hu. What is his name?"

Lu Weidong listened and said with a smile: "What a name!"

"Ha! From now on, let him accept you as his teacher! Wei Dong, you have to accept him if you don't want to!" Director Nie said with a smile.

Lu Weidong had a toothache, and he said helplessly: "Uncle Nie, aren't you afraid of being taught a bad lesson?"

"Ha! I believe you! Director Li's youngest son, if he had not been in an accident, would have come to Luohu! What a pity! This child is not lucky!" Director Nie shook his head.

Director Li's youngest son was bedridden due to a car accident.

This is a natural disaster, so Director Nie said so.

Lu Weidong couldn't say more, so he nodded slightly.

The two walked to the stage, and the two little guys stretched out their arms and rushed towards their relatives.

"Dad!" Xiao Lu Ming shouted, his little face calmed down.

"Grandpa!" Nie Hu shouted, his hands waving wildly, and his face looked excited.

Lu Weidong and Director Nie each picked up their children and joined the activity.

When everyone around saw this scene, they immediately shouted fiercely to come on.

Everyone knows the identity of Director Nie.

His joining made the parents and relatives watching around him go crazy.

"Come on! Come on!"

"Come on, Leader Nie!"

"Come on, Leader Nie!"......

Countless shouts came together and plunged the entire place into a carnival.

"Weidong! Don't run too fast! Wait for me!" Director Nie whispered, with a smile on his face.

Lu Weidong slowed down, turned around and said helplessly to Director Nie: "Uncle Nie, why do you want to hold this event? I feel a little bored!"

"Ha! Didn't you see that the children and parents are very happy?" Director Nie retorted, walking even slower.

Lu Weidong had no choice but to stop, and after Director Nie caught up, he said, "That's right! We have too few spare time activities. Luohu TV Station, would you consider it?"

"No! No! You can't do this kind of thing! We don't even have it in Yangcheng! Even if we apply in Luohu, it won't be approved. Weidong, you have to give up this plan." Director Nie shook his head.

Lu Weidong thought for a while, then nodded and said nothing.

Soon, I met Feng Changjun ahead. He was walking slowly with the little girl Huihui on his back.

When the little girl Huihui saw Lu Weidong, she shouted with excitement on her face.

"Hey! Why did Huihui also participate? Why didn't I see it?" Lu Weidong shouted to Feng Changjun.

Feng Changjun stopped, looked at Lu Weidong with a depressed look, and complained: "Dongzi, as an elder brother, you don't care about your sister too much! Don't you know that she also signed up?"

He doesn’t know anything about this activity!

Lu Weidong smiled awkwardly and had no choice but to thank Feng Changjun.

After that, we met Wei Qingshan again ahead, carrying Xiaoya on his back and walking cautiously.

Lu Weidong was so surprised that he called Wei Qingshan and started chatting.

The three of them gradually hung behind the team and walked slowly.

At this time, Director Nie ran to the front.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the finish line and put the children down.

The referee glanced at the three people and laughed loudly: "The last three need to be punished! Someone, please announce outside that Lu Weidong, Feng Changjun, and Wei Qingshan are the bottom three, and they will make an announcement with gongs and drums."

"Okay! Beat the gongs and drums!" Everyone burst into laughter, with faces full of joy.

Lu Weidong suddenly felt something was wrong.

At this moment, Director Nie said loudly: "Now! I announce the punishment for the three of them!"

"I order! Each of the three of them will carry their wives on their backs! Run around the venue three times!"
To be continued...