"I won't have lunch at home. I need to visit Prosecutor Xu at his home. New Year is coming soon, so I need to go and say hello." A relatively burly middle-aged man in his 50s came from the lawyer's office carrying a box of Korean beef gift boxes.

I walked out of the institute and walked to the parking lot while talking on the phone.

On the other side of the phone was a female voice, also the middle-aged man's wife: "Do you want us to go with you? I'll call..."

"No, I can go alone. It will take a few days. When the New Year is approaching, I will take my daughter with me. I have something to discuss with Prosecutor General Lin this time."

"Okay, then be careful on the road and ask someone for me." The middle-aged woman didn't refute anything. The men talked about things that she, a woman, couldn't understand, and it was best not to understand them.

"Yeah." The middle-aged man hung up the phone and got into the car.

...

It looks ordinary from the outside, and even if someone passes by it, it will be regarded as an ordinary small building. Indeed, this is actually an ordinary 4-story residential building, with nothing special about it.

The living environment at his parents' house is pretty good, hundreds of times better than where Lin Zhexun lives now.

Lin Zhexun parked his modern scooter not far from the downstairs of his parents' house. He was ready to go upstairs empty-handed. After all, there were no separated children, and there was no need to bring gifts when he came to the house. But he saw it after only two steps.

There was a very familiar Maybach parked downstairs. Lin Zhexun's heart moved, and he felt a little complicated. After hesitating, he walked up to the third floor in three steps and two steps at a time.

Toot toot…

Not long after waiting, a middle-aged woman opened the door for Lin Zhexun. It was his mother Lu Huiying.

Lin's mother Lu Huiying, who had not seen her son for a long time, was all smiles and wanted a motherly hug when they met.

However, Lin Zhexun took half a step back and dodged.

After all, she is not his biological mother. This makes it difficult for Lin Zhexun to accept the hug of a woman who is unfamiliar to him. Of course, he is also thinking about life and death. Because before, he looked down on his mother who was a housewife, and was a bit Korean.

Typical "macho" flavor.

Therefore, in order to maintain your own personality, you will not make mistakes in such small places.

Lu Huiying was not very sad. She had long been accustomed to her son's ignorance of her enthusiasm. "Zhexun went to wash his hands first. The food will have to wait a while."

Lin Zhexun nodded, saw no one in the living room, and asked, "Is Uncle Zheng in the study?"

"Well, the two of them are chatting in the study. Let's eat together later. Oh, your Uncle Zheng also brought a box of Korean beef gift boxes. I haven't figured out what to do yet." Lu Huiying walked into the kitchen and continued cooking.

For lunch, because someone came over temporarily, she needed to cook more dishes. "Do you need roast beef? Or spicy beef soup? Or the raw beef you like. Or marinated beef? Oh, yes, yes, both

There is no ginger, so we can’t pickle it. So it’s a bit difficult to mix raw beef. I’m going to the vegetable market now.”

As soon as Lu Huiying entered the kitchen, she started chattering loudly, looking like a middle-aged woman.

"I don't want to eat raw beef, you can just deal with it as you like. Whatever you want is fine."

Raw beef? Sorry, Lin Zhexun can't accept it. Sashimi is fine. I really can't accept such a bloody thing as raw beef. Don't you find it disgusting? Is it uncivilized or uncivilized?

Traditional eating habits are so traditional, but I don’t see you retaining Chinese characters forever.

"Ah?" Lu Suying was stunned and glanced at her son in surprise, "Then grilled Korean beef."

Lin Zhexun walked around the house and didn't see the back he wanted to see. He turned around and walked back to the kitchen and asked, "Is Uncle Zheng alone?"

"Yeah, he's the only one."

...

Father Lin was holding a brush in his hand on the desk, writing on rice paper, while Lawyer Zheng stood aside, carefully grinding the ink for Father Lin, looking fascinated.

"Good calligraphy, good calligraphy. Chief Inspector Lin, your handwriting is really full of pen and ink, with flying dragons and phoenixes, and it penetrates the back of the paper." The voice is a bit thick and it sounds very powerful. However, the words spoken have a flattering feeling. It does not match the voice.

"If you don't understand, don't comment. You don't understand calligraphy. What if I write poorly this time and you praise me here again. Should I be happy or angry?" Father Lin shook his head with a smile.

He shook his head and paid no attention to Lawyer Zheng’s flattery.

It is true that Lawyer Zheng cannot understand, and even the words written by Father Lin are not very clear. All written on them are Chinese characters. Although as a lawyer, certain Chinese characters are naturally understandable. After all, as a legal practitioner, there are many Chinese characters.

It is a compulsory course. But Father Lin writes a kind of running script calligraphy.

Only Chinese people and people who specialize in calligraphy can understand things like running script. Sometimes there are some characters that Chinese people may not be able to understand.

Lawyer Zheng was also a little embarrassed. He was not particularly good at flattering people and pretending to understand. In order to ease the embarrassment, he changed the topic. "I'm really sorry for disturbing your weekend. It's so hard for you to come from Daejeon."

I rushed back from the city to reunite with my wife. I also came to pay a surprise visit."

"It's nothing, they are all good friends, nothing is troublesome. Don't the two little guys get along well? They are almost kissing each other. Why are you so polite?" Father Lin said with a proud smile.

"That's natural."

"By the way, Zhe Xun also came back from Mapo today. As your prospective father-in-law, wouldn't you have prepared a gift for him?" Father Lin put down the brush in his hand and looked at his work, feeling a little proud.

"Has Zhe Xun come back too? I was negligent. I'll let them..."

"Forget it, forget it, no, I'm just kidding. A Korean beef gift box is enough, otherwise there will be problems." Lin's father smiled and put down the medium-hair brush in his hand, "Those clients of your office, let me

They should all be careful. Don't let them do anything that violates discipline. Otherwise, if I transfer me back to the Seoul High Prosecutor's Office in another year, they won't feel well."

"Hahaha, don't worry, Chief Prosecutor Lin, I will watch carefully and report to you if there are any problems."

"What's wrong with reporting? We are in the same year, of the same generation." Father Lin patted Lawyer Zheng on the shoulder and stood up from the desk, opened the door to the study and walked out.

Lin Zhexun, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, got up quickly when he heard the noise and said hello to Father Lin who came out of the study: "Father, I'm back."

"Here he comes." Father Lin glanced at his son, who was respectful to him, and just nodded in greeting. His attitude was completely opposite to that of his mother, Lu Huiying, who was very cold.

"Zhexun! How are you? I haven't seen you for a long time. You are so strong." Lawyer Zheng naturally followed Lin's father out of the room, and saw Lin Zhexun's enthusiasm still undiminished.

"Hello Uncle Zheng, no matter how strong I am, I can't be like you, you are my role model." Lin Zhexun glanced at Lawyer Zheng's strong muscles and smiled slightly.

Lawyer Zheng patted his biceps: "It's no use. He's over 50 years old. His muscles collapsed when he was young. Now they're all dead meat."

"Even if you are dead, your strength is still there, but it only takes three seconds for me to beat you." Lin Zhexun stood up, preparing to make tea for the two elders, and continued: "You may have to do it in three seconds.

The person who pinched me begged me not to die. After all, you were a boxer before. I heard that you even knocked out some people with one punch?"

"If I don't say it anymore, what's the word?"

"A good man doesn't talk about his former bravery?" Lin's father suddenly interrupted and said a Chinese proverb.

The atmosphere in the living room was very quiet. Lawyer Zheng listened in confusion, while Lin Zhexun was a little surprised. She didn't expect that her father was so proficient in Chinese culture.

"What's the meaning?"

"Even brilliant men never mention the opportunities they created back then, because they are still making history now." Lin Zhexun put two cups of cut hot tea on the coffee table.

"It makes sense. I haven't retired yet and can still continue to work. 50 years old is a man's peak period, isn't it?" Lawyer Zheng nodded thoughtfully: "Chinese saying?"

"right"

Lin's father glanced at Lin Zhexun, who was a little attentive to Lawyer Zheng, exhaled from his nose, and said expressionlessly: "Your Judicial Training Institute results and appointment have been received. The people from the Ministry of Justice told me

Yes, a formal notice will be sent out tomorrow."

Lawyer Zheng and Lin Zhexun were both stunned and looked at each other. Lin Zhexun was a little confused. He just recalled his parents' personalities and some details between them on the way. This matter of the Ministry of Justice is

What happened? Did I really commit something? My brain quickly began to recall, and while recalling, I asked: "Appointment?"

"Really?" the voice came from the kitchen. Lu Huiying overheard her husband's words just as she was putting the food on the table.

"Judge, prosecutor, lawyer. So just tell me what the result will be. If you are a lawyer, it's okay. Come to our firm and I will protect you." Lawyer Zheng made a joke and patted Lin Zhexun's face.

The shoulders are lightened a bit and the living room can have a bit of a dignified atmosphere.

Father Lin nodded and picked up a cup of tea brewed by Lin Zhexun from the coffee table: "Graduate with the 356 graduates of this year's Judicial Training Institute. Your grades are good and you are ranked 9th. In addition to the previous ones,

Intention to apply. Next Wednesday you will report to the Seoul Eastern Prosecutor's Office and become a trainee prosecutor."

"Great!!" Lu Huiying and Lawyer Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But Lin Zhexun remained stunned there. He still didn't realize how he became a trainee prosecutor in South Korea.

Memory is like a file with random names on your hard drive. Only when you open the memory will it emerge one by one.

When I was a child, I watched my father come back from outside wearing a black examination robe and carrying a white square scarf. I remember when I was in junior high school, I started preparing for the college entrance examination, and seriously studied calculus, which is only learned in Korean high school seniors. I recall that in my senior year of high school, I only learned

3 hours and then studying crazily in various tutoring institutions. Knowing that I was not excited after being admitted to Seoul National University, I continued to study hard every day, hoping to complete the 35 credits of the law department as soon as possible.

After completing his credits, he took a break from school to serve in the military and completed the judicial examination in the army. After two years of military service, he participated in training at the Judicial Training Institute and completed a bachelor's degree in law from Seoul National University.

My goal in life is very clear, which is to become a prosecutor. I have been working hard for this for 15 years. Everything is leading to this news today.

For Lin Zhexun, this kind of memory is immersive, and waves of memories hit his heart one after another.

Seeing that the other person's achievements after so many years of hard work were taken away by me overnight, I felt a sense of pity in my heart. I took a look at Lin's mother Lu Huiying chatting and laughing over there, and suddenly I felt a sense of resentment.

If, if his daughter doesn't break up with him, then maybe Lin Zhexun did all this.
Chapter completed!