Xue Xiang led Xiaowan and the other two into the gate of the visiting group. Xue Xiang held two big boxes in his arms, and Xiaowan was carrying the clothes he brought to Xue Anyuan. When he entered the door, he saw the spacious office hall neatly placed seven or eight desks against the wall. Each table was filled with thick documents. Seven or eight staff members were burying their heads writing materials. Only the sound of squeaking pens rubbing against the paper and the whimpering ceiling fan on their heads was heard. The snow-white wall in front was painted with sixteen big words "Comfort the relatives and explain the problems and help them correct their mistakes", which were obviously for the families who came to visit.

"Come on, you four come here!" The person who spoke was a thin middle-aged man sitting in the northwest corner, with a clean face, wearing a gray People's Liberation Army cap, and a serious class struggle. People who don't know thought he was so upright and selfless, but in fact, Xue Xiang had already found out what he was.

Xue Xiang led Xiaowan to his table and said, "Comrade, we are here to visit our uncle Xue Anyuan."

"I know you are here to see Comrade Xue Anyuan. The staff who brought you in just now have already told me that they have called you here. First, we must check the items you brought, and see that there is no prohibition; second, we hope that you will persuade Comrade Xue Anyuan to explain the problem in time and not to confront the organization. This will not end well." The thin middle-aged man said with a stern expression.

Xiaoshi had never seen anyone talking to him like this. His little face changed color for a moment. His little body quickly approached his elder brother, hugged his elder brother's legs, and stopped letting go. Xue Xiang was annoyed and put two cardboard boxes on the thin middle-aged table and hugged Xiaoshi into his arms. Xue Xiang felt displeased when he saw his dead face. When he saw him scaring Xiaoshi, he immediately became annoyed: "This old comrade, if you want to check things, check it. Don't teach us big lessons. We don't understand your great principles. It seems that the organization did not ask you to interrogate your family, right?"

"What is your attitude, a young comrade? Why do you talk to me like this? The organization has always regarded you, the family members of the students as children who can be educated, and to save you. But look at your current attitude, where is there a little bit of education..." The thin middle-aged man said with a heartache. In fact, he was most surprised that Xue Xiang added an old word in front of the comrade.

"Dedede, I have heard about Luo Zili, the leader of the visiting group. Luo Da's leader loves to teach people the most. At first, I didn't believe it. Now I believe it. You just have knowledge." Xue Xiang pretended to compliment that before he came, Luo Bapi, who had been inquiring about the visiting group, would be best to swallow up the good things brought by his family on the grounds that "the students are here to undergo ideological transformation, not to corruption of the bourgeoisie." If you don't think of a way to cure him, these good cigarettes and wines will be cheaper.

"How do you know my surname is Luo? Who told you? The little comrade is still a little sensible. I have been to college."

"If anyone tells me, you don't care. Your knowledgeable name has spread throughout Sijiu City."

"Is that true? I am so famous, why don't I know? That's right, I have been busy with revolutionary work and saved these comrades who have fallen into trouble. I have not been out for a long time. My heart has long been dedicated to the party, and I have no longer had myself."

Xue Anyuan was speechless when asked by the little guy, rubbed his short hair, and stood there a little embarrassed. He couldn't explain to the little guy that your grandfather is my father, your father is my younger brother, and he and I are the same father, so if you call me uncle, you must make the little guy faint.

Seeing this, Xue Xiang quickly put the box in his arms on the coffee table in front of the sofa, hugged the little guy and said, "Little baby, the teacher teaches you that they are all called others, not relatives, right? Uncle is our relative, so you have to call him with your elder brother. The elder brother is called Uncle, you also call him Uncle. Don't your third brother also call him Uncle? He is only three years older than you. Do you want to be a generation lower than the third brother?"

"I don't want it. I also want to call uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle..." When the little guy heard that he was a generation shorter than the third brother who was snatching food with him, he was willing to do so. Although he didn't know what his seniority was, it would be bad to be lower than the third brother. He immediately shouted out in a stack of voices.

Xue Anyuan responded quickly with joy and took the little guy from Xue Xiang's arms.
Chapter completed!