Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 150 Oh no, the police are coming
Without waiting for the third mother to speak.

Aunt Li from the yard across the street said straightforwardly:

"Then what's there to discuss? Our house has been confiscated. We'll discuss it over and over again. I think it will have to be handed over to the police in the end. Isn't that girl Yuyu who lives in your courtyard a policeman? "

"If the police are called, the person will be severely criticized and educated, right?"

"If you ask me, it's definitely more than that. Cotton is expensive, and cloth is expensive. Just a pot and pan in a kitchen costs at least ten or 20 yuan, and you can't be sentenced..."

"It's not that bad. I served as a soldier to protect my home and country, but my home was robbed. Look at this, it's embarrassing."

"Hey, hey, hey, Sister Yang and Aunt Jia haven't spoken yet. Why are you so anxious? Let's talk about it. What's going on?"

A group of aunts and ladies all looked at the third aunt and Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang suddenly felt panicked in her heart.

A little out of breath.

at dusk.

A motorcycle came to the entrance of the courtyard.

The one with a three-bucket style, with a white background and blue paint.

In this era, motorcycles of this type of color and style were reserved exclusively for the police and were not just ordinary policemen.

The most common police officers are bicycles. Some are slightly better and more experienced. Occasionally, you can encounter two-wheeled electric donkeys, which are simple motorcycles similar to bicycles with an engine added.

A Piansan bucket truck came from the courtyard.

He must be a big shot in the city bureau.

Seeing policemen entering the yard, the ladies and aunts sitting around the door became uneasy.

what is this?
It's a lot of gossip.

"Did Su Mu call the police?"

someone asked.

"I, I'm going back first, it's time to cook..."

Before anyone else could speak, Jia Zhang said something abruptly.

He struggled to move his bloated body, and returned to the yard carrying the horse and dustpan.

In fact, depending on the weather, it was almost time for them to break up and go home.

However, this was the first time that Jia Zhang left first.

None of the aunts in this group of alleys knew that Jia and Zhang lived a good life listening to politics behind the curtain.

Although my son is gone, I haven't lost any of what I should enjoy.

The daughter-in-law goes to work in the factory during the day and has to cook and wash clothes when she comes back at night, so she doesn't have to worry about it at all as a mother-in-law.

I envy others.

Did she say she was going back to cook?

Does the sun come out in the west today?

Thinking back to the trembling voice of Jia Zhang just now, her face turned pale when she saw the police entering the yard...

The eyes of the people are sharp.

This group of aunts and uncles definitely have the potential of the Sunrise Masses, and are even one of their ancestors.

The sensitivity is all over the place.

At this time, I also figured it out in my heart.

It should be said that Jia Zhang has little knowledge and courage.

And we also talked about a lot of sumu just now.

Another person who eats peanuts for target practice, and another person who is sentenced to jail time...

At that time, Jia Zhang was a little confused.

I was scared to death.

She has no education whatsoever, she is just a rural woman.

In these years, relying on the support of his promising son, he had no worries about food and clothing.

Without sorrow, there is no pressure, and naturally there is no progress.

This time, I couldn't control my mouth, and because of my bad habit of taking advantage, I offended the Sumu family and fell into a trap.

Now that the police came to the door, she subconsciously thought that Su Mu really called the police.

Yesterday, Su Mu raised his voice in front of many people in the front yard.

There is a mouth under the nose, and the spirit of gossip in the alley is quite prosperous.

It reached her ears early in the morning.

Third Aunt and Mrs. Liu Wang also looked at each other.

"That's it for today. Lao Yan is probably coming back from get off work..."

The women from various courtyards gathered around were all packing up their own affairs and preparing to go home to continue their housekeeping work.

It's time to cook for the men who are making money outside.

It's just that in my heart, I have a curiosity that can't be let go.

I must ask tomorrow, the police have come to the door, is this a minor matter?

The third aunt returned to the yard, said a few words to Mrs. Liu Wang, and then went home.

The police didn't see him, so he didn't know whether he went to the Intermediate Court or where he went.

There was no movement in the courtyard, so she didn't go to the middle courtyard to take a look.

If the police had not scolded the Jia Zhang family and ran over to take a look, wouldn't they have been criticized?

If you were questioned as an insider, would you tell me or not?
After all, Aunt Yang works as a temporary worker in the neighborhood committee, so she still has some experience.

How to say that: It is not that one family does not enter the same house.

Yan Bugui is good at calculations, although it is a bit excessive, but to say that Aunt Yang is honest and honest and does not understand calculations is really nonsense.

It's just that Uncle Yan is too shrewd, and Aunt Yang is better than the best.

The principle of getting closer to black is black.

In fact, the police who came to the yard were all Su Mu's acquaintances.

two.

Wang Qun and Sun Zhiyong.

"Lao Gao has a case to go to Shanxi. I thought we would come together, but today Lao Gao said there is new progress and it will take a few more days. We will discuss it and not wait for him..."

Sun Zhiyong spoke.

Brother Wang Qun usually only speaks as the chief interrogator in the interrogation room.

Among Su Yingjun's comrades-in-arms, Brother Wang is the relatively silent one.

Su Mu was very happy.

It's a great pleasure to have friends come from the police station.

I took the red iron can from the shelf, which contained Zhang Yiyuan's jasmine tea.

It's not high-end goods, high-end goods, accumulated in the early years.

It was Sumu who just took it out of the space today.

After Goldfinger returned, his mind was clear and he was fearless about life and the future.

I plan to arrange the details of my life gradually.

"Brother Wang, Brother Sun, you are not allowed to leave tonight, stay for dinner, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we must have a drink."

"Haha, I have no plans to leave, but Lao Sun is not sure. I probably have to ask his son for approval..."

When Sun Zhiyong took his old man's fishing rod for the first time to accompany Gao Xiang and Su Yingjun on fishing, he said he wanted to give the old man a grandson to play with.

It's just that God doesn't fulfill people's wishes. Let's have a child. A slap in the face can't make a difference.

It wasn't until the year before last, that is, the summer vacation after Su Mu left, that I got my wish.

Now that the child can crawl and roll, it is the naughty stage that people hate and dogs hate.

Sun Zhiyong's family, young and old, are both in pain and happiness.

"Hey, I have to drink one. I rarely have an excuse to avoid it, and I don't have to take a break."

Sun Zhiyong waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"How old is Brother Sun's child?"

Su Mu still doesn't know about Sun Zhiyong getting married and having children.

The three of them chatted and laughed, and then went to the kitchen together.

The kitchen of Su Mu's house is not big, and it is really inconvenient for three grown men to squeeze in it.

But friendship between men is very strange, especially since Su Mu was retired from the army and had the same experience as them, so he was regarded as the same type of person.

There are more topics.Su Mu would pick up some things he could talk about and tell them. What he couldn't talk about, he would talk about the customs and customs of various countries and places outside.

Wang Qun and Sun Zhiyong will also talk about some past events, remember their comrade-in-arms days, lament the passage of time, and talk about their recent work and life.

Men also have endless topics to talk about.

The kitchen is too small, so two people work in it, and one person leans on the balcony wall to chat with the people inside.

After whoever is inside has cooked a dish, someone else can come in.

There is no need for the three grown men to fight over each other. They all have to show off their skills at the reunion dinner tonight.

A man who works as a criminal police officer to handle major cases is not an ordinary man who works in a factory. After a tiring day, he can become a 'big man' when he comes home from get off work.

They don't work on time.

Working at a fixed time from [-] to [-], you can naturally have a hot meal when you go home. If you work overtime, it is really a hassle.

It is not a shameful thing to love your wife.

So if they can't keep up with the small stove in the work unit, they will do it themselves in the office.

After practicing for a long time, who doesn’t have two good home-cooked dishes?

In the winter in Beijing, the gap from the setting sun to the treetops in the moonlight is very small.

It gets dark at 05:30, and it gets dark at 06:30.

As night fell, four dishes and a basin were served.

Wang Qun and Sun Zhiyong shared a home-cooked meal.

Stew cabbage and fry potato slices.

Sumu makes hard dishes.

There is fish in the water tank. It is fried first, sugar-coated and then stewed. There is also a piece of frozen tofu in it and a handful of vermicelli sprinkled on it.

After preparing a full pot and filling the basin, there was still some left, so I poured it into the lunch box, and agreed to let Sun Zhiyong take it back and give his nephew, who had never met, a taste of his uncle's cooking.

The remaining two are ready-made.

Wang Qun and Sun Zhiyong think it is ready-made.

Fried peanuts and a plate of beef in sauce.

In fact, they are all in the Sumu space.

It makes sense to take it out secretly and pretend to give yourself a dirty excuse.

On the contrary, Wang Qun and Sun Zhiyong laughed and said, "It is better to arrive early than to arrive late."

The two of them were not embarrassed. Su Mu brought out the soy sauce beef.

But the two eldest brothers kicked him out of the kitchen, and then cut the beef into a pile.

The remaining piece was about the size of a fist, but Sun Zhiyong again humiliated him in public.

Only with fish and meat can the little uncle Su Mu be able to handle it.

In fact, neither Wang Qun nor Sun Zhiyong lacked this kind of food.

We all use this method to express our feelings of being as close as brothers and keeping no secrets.

We haven’t seen each other for a long time, and we are teasing each other. This is what we want. In terms of supplies, they are all in high-risk industries, and their levels are quite high, and there is no welfare.

Even if it is limited to the environment, there is not as much sumu, but there is really no shortage.

How can front-line police officers fight against criminals if they are hungry?

The east wing of Su Mu's hall was bustling with activity.

There were several families in the compound who were looking gloomy and gloomy.

In addition to the Jia family, there is also the Yan family in the front yard.

Yan Bu was so noble that he trembled.

He has always regarded himself as a scholar. Although the bottom line of his character is easily stretched, he has never committed any theft.

As a scholar and a teacher of the people, it is the principle to lead by example.

Theft is extremely shameful in Yan Bugui's opinion.

But today, this happened to my youngest son.

Let him put his old face wherever he goes.

Yan Jiekuang stood in the corner with his head hanging down, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

Yan Bugui used the cane to whip him several times, but he didn't dare to hide, so he could only shrink into a ball subconsciously.

His lower lip was bitten, he was holding back his breath, and his sobs were extremely suppressed, which made him look weird for a half-year-old child.

It's not just him as a kid.

Yan Bugui, who scolded him, and Aunt Yang, who felt sorry for the quarrel, both lowered their voices.

no way.

If he was too loud and called the police from Sumu's house, wouldn't he give a full account?
Yan Jiecheng and his wife were not there. Yan Jiefang was held by Yan Jiedi's arms, and he hid in the corner and did not dare to say a word.

They had never seen their father get so angry before, and they were also frightened.

"Go back inside."

Yan Bugui shivered for a while, and finally came to his senses.

Just now I saw stars in my eyes, and I almost fainted.

Aunt Yang supported her wife, helped him press his chest to help him breathe, and whispered while signaling her son to leave quickly.

"Master, what are we going to do about this? We can't really let the police arrest our son. Wouldn't that child be ruined for the rest of his life..."

"Ugh."

Yan Bugui sighed heavily: "Go and get 2...15 yuan. I'll talk to Su Mu later."

"what?"

"Ah what, go quickly."

"Yes, but there are police officers in his house."

"Go as soon as you are told to go. I'm not stupid. I must wait for him to leave before going to find him. You can't let too many people know about this..."

Intermediate Court.

Jia family.

On the table, Banggeng was devouring his food, and next to him, Xiaodang and Sophora japonica were also digging into their stomachs with their mouths open.

The children didn't come back until dark after playing, and they were all starving.

Qin Huairu stood motionless with the Erhe Noodle Bun in front of her, frowning, looking at Bang Gang who was engrossed in eating, and then at her mother-in-law who tore off a piece of white flour steamed bun and quietly stuffed it into her mouth.

Qin Huairu couldn't eat because she was looked down upon by her unsatisfactory son and careless mother-in-law.

Even though Mrs. Jia Zhang was eating white-flour steamed buns, she was more frightened than anyone else in the room.

She had the mentality of taking one bite at a time. If she really went to jail in the future, she would not be able to eat such delicious white flour steamed buns.

"If you are sent back to the village and I have to go to work again, what will the children do?"

Qin Huairu sighed leisurely.

Mrs. Jia Zhang's hand stopped as she was about to break off the buns.

Sad from the heart.

My hometown has been in disrepair for a long time. After I came out, I went back several times in the past few years. Each time, I always showed off and made noises. Not to mention the people who surrounded me, I offended a lot of people.

Later, his most promising son disappeared, and Jia Zhang lost contact with the village.

Is it not ashamed?
She showed off too much at first, she didn't want to go back and be returned.

It's better to hide in the city and enjoy it by yourself than to be criticized by others.

Anyway, the Jia family still has an eldest grandson named Bangge.

When his grandson grows up and takes care of himself until the end of his life, he won't be as worried as Yi Zhonghai, the old homeless man opposite him.

So, here in Jia Zhang family.

There is not much difference between being sent back to the village and going to jail.

Not what she expected.

My heart is so congested that I can eat two more bites of white flour steamed buns.

Ugh.

Jia Zhang didn't hide it anymore, she just grabbed the steamed bun and took a big bite.

"Mom, Lingling from the next door yard said that grandma and eldest brother will be arrested by the police. Is it true?"

Sophora japonica asked in a sweet voice.

The gloom that enveloped the Jia family became even more intense.

(End of this chapter)