Song Wenjing did not participate in this operation. In the afternoon, he continued to collect his own rags.
It wasn't until three days later when Yi Yiping came to visit that Song Wenjing learned about the progress of the incident.
"Cousin, why are you free to come here today? The case has been closed?" Song Wenjing guessed after seeing Zhou Yiping's excited expression.
"Hey, I confessed everything that night. When this guy committed the crime, a neighbor saw it at the scene. And there were other physical evidences that he couldn't deny." Zhou Yiping was obviously still excited, dancing around as he spoke.
"Isn't this case led by the Criminal Investigation Detachment? Why did you participate in the trial?" Song Wenjing asked somewhat strangely.
Zhou Yiping took out a pack of Hongtashan from his pocket, took out one stick, and threw the rest to Song Wenjing.
Song Wenjing was not polite either. Even if he was a policeman, he had plenty of tobacco and alcohol. When looking for someone to do something, he would always be a little fawning and filial.
"I still have to thank you for this. It was you who provided the most accurate information that brought me to the limelight. This time, our Director Qian directly led people to capture the criminals, and the Criminal Investigation Detachment only realized it later."
Part of the credit must go to our police station.
As for me, I received first-hand information and took the initiative to report it to the agency, and participated in the entire operation. Therefore, the Criminal Investigation Detachment allowed me to participate in this interrogation."
Zhou Yiping was very grateful for his cousin's help. When the case was completed and transferred to the judicial authorities, he immediately came to Song Wenjing and wanted to share this joy with him.
"Wen Jing, the city issued a reward notice back then. Although you did not directly participate in the arrest, you provided the information. Our Director Qian has already typed up the report, and it is estimated that your reward will be released soon.
, you will need to go to the institute at that time."
300 yuan is no less than a huge sum of money for people nowadays. Even though Song Wenjing can now earn more than 200 yuan a month, who thinks it’s a lot of money? Besides, this is what he deserves, so Song Wenjing
He did not refuse this kindness.
Zhou Yiping has left. As the new year approaches, he still has a lot of things to deal with. I just came here today to inform him so that Song Wenjing won't worry.
Song Wenjing also temporarily put this matter behind him and continued to start his own business.
Ten days passed quickly, and the day after tomorrow was New Year's Eve. Song Wenjing had packed up the rental house and was preparing to go home for the New Year.
During this time, he specially found a tailor in the city to sew cotton-padded clothes for his family, and bought new cotton-padded shoes for his younger brothers and sisters. This was his first New Year since his rebirth, which he cherished even more.
I have a lot of feelings.
A few days ago, he bought two cigarettes and several bottles of good wine and sent them to Li Jianhua and Wang Zhengxuan from the bakery.
Relationships require long-term persistence. Especially Li Jianhua, who only returned the other party's lost property, but brought a lot of profits to Song Wenjing. Such a relationship needs to continue to accumulate through daily walking.
Therefore, during every festival, Song Wenjing would bring some gifts and visit him.
As for Professor Zhang Wenyuan, since he had already gone to the provincial capital to celebrate the New Year with his son, he was not able to meet him. He could only wait until he came back after the New Year to visit.
The trolley was pulling a bunch of things, some of which were sent by Zhou Ping. Their unit always gave out some gifts during the Chinese New Year every year. Yi Ping was grateful for the help Song Wenjing gave him twice this year. So, while he was here,
At the end of the year, many things were sent to me.
Song Wenjing purchased the rest by himself. During the Chinese New Year this year, Song Wenjing still hopes to have a good year for his family.
"Wen Jing, you're back. I was still talking about whether to ask your father to go to the city to find you. It's almost the Chinese New Year, why are you working so hard?"
Zhou Lijuan kept chattering while helping to unload the goods on the pallet truck.
"Why buy so many things? I won't be able to survive next year? Save some money when you make it. You are already a grown man. In two years I will give you a wife."
Listening to his mother's nagging, Song Wenjing was not impatient at all, and even enjoyed such words.
"Mom, I'm only 19 years old, what kind of wife am I looking for now? Besides, we also made some money this year, shouldn't we buy something for the whole family? You have to get these food and gifts when you go to my grandpa's house to pay New Year's greetings.
I'm going to take action. In previous years, it was okay to forget that the conditions at home were not good, but today is different."
How can a mother not understand her son's thoughts? She is just used to being frugal, and when she sees her son spending money lavishly, she will of course say a few words to him.
Song Jianguo on the side didn't say much, but happily held two pairs of Hongmei cigarettes and a box of Fenjinting Daqu that his son brought to him, and couldn't put them down.
"Dad, why are you holding your hands all the time? Just put it in the back room!"
Seeing his father's happy and contented look, Song Wenjing couldn't help but feel a little sad. Where is this kind of life? In the future, the two elders will definitely live a life without worries about food and clothing.
"Brother, can I have a piece of Oh Oh milk candy now? I only have one piece." Song Wenming held a bag of milk candy, reluctant to let go, and looked at Song Wenjing eagerly.
Song Wenjing rubbed his brother's head and smiled slightly, "I bought it just for you and Wenfang to eat. Go and eat it with your sister. However, you can't eat too much every day, otherwise you will get tooth decay."
After receiving his eldest brother's permission, Song Wenming jumped up happily and hurriedly pulled Song Wenfang aside to share the bag of candies.
Looking at the happy faces of his younger brothers and sisters, Song Wenjing felt happier than he had eaten the candy. It had been years since he had seen his family so happy. If such happiness could last for a long time, Song Wenjing would even give everything.
"Mom, how many kilograms of meat was left after killing the New Year pig?"
"I listened to you this year. I have saved about ten kilograms, which is enough for the whole family to eat until the end of the first year. According to my opinion, two or three kilograms are enough. How can we eat like this!"
Zhou Lijuan was still a little reluctant to part with it. According to her opinion, it would be enough to satisfy her cravings during the New Year, and it would be best if she could sell it for money.
"As for the firecrackers, don't just buy two barrels like in previous years. There are also fireworks for the children to play with, and they should also be prepared for the younger brothers and sisters. It's okay if the family is not well-off in the past years, but this year can't be the same as usual."
Song Wenjing continued to ramble, telling everything he could think of.
His childhood was in the 1970s, and he didn't have enough food or clothing to keep him warm, so he was not very happy. Now that he has the ability, if he can give his younger brothers and sisters a happy childhood, he still hopes to do his best.
"Why do you buy those things? They can't be used as food. Just give them a try."
Zhou Lijuan couldn't understand her eldest son's thoughts, and she was still in her old ways, so she was opposed to Song Wenjing doing this.
Now that the financial power of the family is in Song Wenjing's hands, he doesn't take his mother's objections too seriously. As long as he pays some money to support the family, I believe everything will be fine.
"Wenfang, come here and take your brother to buy some more firecrackers. In addition, if you want to buy any fireworks, just buy them yourself. Keep the extra money to buy snacks for yourself."
Song Wenjing took out five dollars from his pocket and handed it to Song Wenfang, who was always obedient and sensible. As for Song Wenming, he was still young and couldn't give him too much money. A few cents or so would be enough.
This time Zhou Lijuan did not stop her, and the two children happily went to the supply and marketing cooperative with five-yuan bills.
"Crackling..."
"Boom, da..."
The Lunar New Year is here as promised, and every household has already posted couplets and hung up lanterns.
The sound of firecrackers seems to have never stopped since New Year's Eve. When you finish singing, he will appear.
Since there are only a few TV sets in the village, most of them are adults meeting to play cards, while children gather together and play tricks on each other.
On the New Year's morning, I was woken up early by the sound of firecrackers.
"Dad, Mom, Happy New Year, I wish you blessings like the East Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains. Bring me the red envelope!"
Song Wenjing brought his younger brother and sister to pay New Year greetings to the two parents and asked for red envelopes without politeness.
"It has been prepared for you a long time ago. This year, each person has one yuan, so don't spend it randomly." Zhou Lijuan accepted the blessings of her three children with a smile on her face, and handed over the red envelopes wrapped in red paper in her hands.