Chapter 1

In the early morning, the sun shone brightly, and the air was fresh.

Seven years had passed, and under the influence of the reform and opening-up, this old capital city began to exude new vitality.

The buildings were taller, the roads wider, the traffic denser, and there were more people.

As the only open lake in the city, Shichahai had undergone significant changes.

A large courtyard adjacent to Houhai had been transformed into a cluster of towering buildings, with the four giant golden characters "Shengshi Huaju" (Prosperous Residence) standing out in the morning sun, shining brightly.

It was now 1994, and the housing reform in the People's Republic had just begun. Shengshi Huaju, a landmark project developed by Shengshi Real Estate, was the most dazzling crown in the initial wave of housing reform.

The three-story villa complex, Huaju Chunshui'an, adjacent to Houhai, was the pearl on this crown.

At this moment, in a room on the second floor of a villa close to the lake, a boy of about seven years old was lying on a hard bed, sleeping soundly.

One would think that only the wealthy and powerful could afford to live here, and the interior should be luxurious. However, this room was extremely simple, with the few pieces of furniture arranged as neatly as in a military camp.

Ding-ding-ding, a pleasant ringtone sounded. The boy frowned, reached under his pillow, and pulled out a very cute mobile phone, about the size of a palm, pink and fluffy, like a girl's toy.

It was 1994, and in mainland China, the "big brother" phones were all the rage.

Where did the mobile phone come from? It turned out that the phone in the boy's hand was a prototype developed by Shengshi Communications Laboratory, equipped with satellite communication, capable of only single-number calls, essentially a walkie-talkie.

Without even looking at the screen, the boy pressed the talk button with his eyes still half-closed and complained in a tender voice, "Sis, be good, don't disturb me, let me sleep."

Immediately, a soft and pleasant voice came from the other end of the line, "Big brother, are you still sleeping? The sun is shining on your butt. I'm on Mom's island. I found out that you're on summer break too. Come quickly, let's go on a big boat to catch sharks."

To express her excitement, the little girl on the other end of the phone was jumping and bouncing.

"Are there really sharks?"

The boy finally opened his eyes and sighed, "I can't come. Dad said I have to stay with Uncle Kang for a month. How about letting Siqing come?"

"No, I don't want to play with that snot-nosed kid. He's too annoying. Last time he made my dream castle dirty. I want to play with my big brother. Big brother, come quickly. Sniff, if you don't come, I'll be bored... Sniff..."

The little girl's voice turned to a sob.

"Okay, okay, don't cry. I'll talk to Dad after my military training."

The boy comforted her.

"You're lying. You're most afraid of Dad, you won't dare to say it!"

"It's not fear, it's respect and love!"

The boy's eyes sparkled.

"Alright. Dad is really amazing. Last time he caught a huge shark and put it in the aquarium on the island. Big brother, come, I'll show you. Come, come..."

The little girl started to act spoiled.

The boy had no way to deal with her and just held the phone, trying to calm her down.

After a while, the little girl suddenly perked up, "Ah, I have an idea. Big brother, wait for me."

The call ended.

The boy shook his head, looked at the time, which was nearly 6:30, got up, dressed, made the bed, and tidied up the already very neat room. He then went to the kitchen, fried an egg, put two slices of bread, and had breakfast with a cup of hot milk.

While cleaning up in the kitchen, the sound of a powerful car engine came from outside. Soon, a young lady opened the kitchen's glass door.

The lady was about twenty years old, with short, neat hair on her porcelain-like face. She wore a stylish military-style outfit and large leather shoes, exuding boundless energy. Her small face, as if carved by God, made her both beautiful and commanding.

"Oh, Xiao Rourou, what are you doing this?"

The lady was shocked.

"Auntie, why are you back?"

The boy's face lit up, but his body clearly shrank back.

"Don't hide, don't hide. We haven't seen each other for months, and you're still shy. What a silly kid."

The lady was displeased, pulled the boy into her arms, and started to pet his head and pinch his face, making the boy's face turn red, but she was delighted, as if she had found a great toy.

"Auntie, I'm still cleaning the pot."

The boy finally couldn't bear it and protested.

This reminder made the lady remember something. She let go of him and turned to the living room, shouting, "Wu Mama, Wu Mama..." Her voice was like a songbird, but no one answered.

The lady turned to the boy and asked, "Where's your mom?"

"She's on a business trip in Europe."

"Where's Wu Mama?"

"..."

"Where's Wu Mama? Is there only you at home?" The lady's voice changed.

The boy shook his head, and the lady hummed softly. The boy couldn't withstand her powerful presence and turned away.

"Sch, Old Xue, you big liar, deliberately tricked me into staying at school, saying no one was home, but you're staying in Huanghe while your wife is in Europe, and you dare to leave my dear Xiao Rourou alone at home. How dare you!"

The lady shouted angrily.

By this point, the identities of the people involved were clear.

The beautiful lady was none other than the former troublemaker, Xiao Xue. Seven years had passed, and now Xiao Xue was twenty-two, following in Xiao Wan's footsteps and entering the graduate school of the capital university. The former little monster had grown into a beautiful and commanding lady.

The boy and the girl were the children Xiao Xiang had after stopping his cultivation.

The boy was the eldest, born to Su Meiren, named Xue Sizhe, and was seven years old.

The girl was the second sister, the palm pearl of President Liu, named Liu Siyuan, also seven years old, but three months younger than Xue Sizhe.

The "snot-nosed kid" was the child Xiao Xiang had with Wei Meiren during his tenure in Wuzhou. After years of entanglement, their relationship finally blossomed, and they had a son named Wei Siqing, who was only four and a half years old.

The three siblings, though their mothers were not on good terms, had grown up together and had a strong bond. They would meet overseas every winter and summer break.

Notably, due to Xiao Xiang's unique constitution, his two sons and one daughter were all born with stronger bodies than average, free from illness, and exceptionally intelligent.

Especially Xue Sizhe, who grew up by Xiao Xiang's side, had a temperament very similar to his father and was very mature from a young age.

Xiao Xiang, being a special person, treated him with special care and had very strict requirements.

Since Xiao Xiang took up his post in Jianghan, Xue Sizhe stayed in the capital to attend primary school.

The Xue family had a high status and many guards, but Xiao Xiang didn't want Xue Sizhe to develop a sense of luxury and arrogance, so he moved into Shengshi Huaju.

Coincidentally, this summer, Su Meiren was on a business trip to Europe.

Xiao Xiang wanted to train Xue Sizhe's independence, so he tricked him into staying at school.

Little did he know, this independence hadn't lasted long before it was shattered by a phone call from Xue Siyuan.

Just now, Xue Siyuan had pestered Xue Sizhe to go out to sea with her, but he refused.

Xue Siyuan didn't dare to ask her father directly, so she turned to her favorite but annoying aunt.

Though young, Xue Siyuan remembered that no matter how powerful her father was, he couldn't deal with her annoying aunt.

So, she called her aunt, using all sorts of tactics, and quickly won her over.

Xiao Xue rushed home in a hurry and found this situation.

Seeing her dear nephew, the poor little boy, making breakfast alone in the kitchen, her "demon" nature fully emerged.

After a fit of rage, Xiao Xue's eyes suddenly locked onto the phone on the coffee table, and she lunged for it.

"Auntie, don't call Dad. I volunteered. I don't like being taken care of by others. Besides, I'm about to go to Uncle Kang for training."

The boy was quick and reached the phone first, pressing it down.

"Nonsense! At your age, you should be playing and having fun, not going for training. Ask your dad, what naughty things didn't he do when he was young?"

Xiao Xue gave the boy a light pat on the buttocks, pulled him into her arms, and dialed the phone.

As soon as the call connected, Xiao Xue started shouting, "Old Xue, if you dare to torture my little boy, I won't let you off. Do you think I won't tell Old Xue..."

"Are you Comrade Xue Shi?"

A young male voice came from the phone, "The leader is in a meeting."

"I'm Xue Shi, sorry! Are you Comrade Wu Tianming? Please give me the phone to my brother, I have an urgent matter."

Even though she had put away her "demon" nature, Xiao Xue was still angry.

"Th-this... Okay, I'll go right away!"

Wu Tianming on the other end of the phone was wiping sweat. He had been with the leader for almost two years and had met all of the leader's close relatives, all of whom were outstanding. But the most special was Comrade Xue Shi.

The leader was so wise and brave that within half a year of entering the Yellow River, he broke the ice of the local faction and basically took control of the situation. Then, the central government sent that person to Huanghe.

The situation quickly deteriorated, and the leader's policies could hardly be implemented outside the municipal office.

That person, with the support of the provincial party secretary and countless followers, had a strong influence.

Wu Tianming had done countless simulations in secret, and the best outcome for the leader was to be transferred away from Huanghe and start anew.

However, after a year and a half, the leader, through various dazzling maneuvers, managed to turn the tide.

Such divine power made Wu Tianming bow in admiration.

But even such a wise and great leader had to bow to Comrade Xue Shi on the phone, responding to every request.

Now, Comrade Xue Shi urgently needed to speak to the leader, and Wu Tianming didn't dare to delay.

Originally, I wanted to write a big story, but time is limited, and the new book needs updates, so I'll write 3,000 words for now.

In the future, I'll try to finish a story and post it in a 6,000 to 7,000-word chapter, aiming for a weekly update.

Brothers, friends, "Guandao" has ended, and "Chunyang" has just begun. Trust me, this is not a casual follow-up work.

The new book is still in its early stages. I humbly request your support by adding it to your collection, clicking, and giving it valuable recommendations. I thank you all.

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