Leng Jidao walked for four hours, but he had not yet completed half of the distance.
It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening. Just now, I was only worried and sad. I ran away on the road. I fell down on the mountain road several times and almost dropped the flashlight. My palms were scratched several times when I fell to the ground.
It was a layer of skin, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
He only had one thought in his mind: rush to the county seat and go find an official to avenge his son! Poor child, he must have suffered in the cell! If he had some shortcomings, what else would he want to do in the world with his old bones?
Think? What hope is there? If he could, he would be willing to go to jail instead of his son! If his son really killed someone, he would be willing to be shot instead of his son!
Leng Jidao is an honest farmer. Because his family is too poor, he did not marry until he was in his thirties and gave birth to Leng Xiaotian at forty. He has been silent in the village and lived an ordinary life with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky.
And boring.
Until one day three years ago, some leaders and teachers from the county suddenly came to the village with drums and gongs to announce the good news, saying that his son had won the top prize in liberal arts in Mingguang City in the college entrance examination and had been admitted to Capital University in advance.
From that day on, he suddenly realized that he had lived with dignity and dignity. When people in the village met him, except for the eccentric village party secretary, they were all polite and asked his son something.
When he could graduate and make a lot of money or become a high official, he would even say enviously: If in ancient times, his son would have been a scholar or a Jinshi, and he would have been an old man sitting at home enjoying the blessings!
Unexpectedly, not even two years after I was happy, troubles continued to happen in my family: first, my wife died of a terminal illness, and then my son got hepatitis and had to drop out of school and go home to recuperate. Today, the newspaper actually said that he killed someone. He was not deliberately trying to get in trouble with them.
Is it difficult for the Leng family to get through? What happened to God? Is it true that we are at odds with the old Leng family...
At about 6:30 in the morning, Leng Jidao finally reached a hill called Yanggu Ridge in the northern suburbs of the county. Looking around, the bright lights of the county were already in sight.
Only then did he feel that his stomach was growling with hunger, and his calves were already so soft that he had no strength at all, so he sat down on a rock, took out a few pieces of dry French fries and gnawed on it.
Looking at the county town where my son was imprisoned in a certain cell, I remembered that my son must have had a sleepless night in the cell at this moment. I couldn't help but feel sad, and my wrinkled face suddenly burst into tears...
At eight o'clock in the morning, Leng Xiaotian, Su Xiaodan, Gu Liming, Ning Qing and others walked out of Wushui Building. As soon as they walked out of the revolving door of the building, they saw two police cars parked in the parking lot outside. Political Commissar Gu, Director Qiu and Xue Tao
The three men were dressed in crisp police uniforms and were waiting at the door with happy faces, ready to pick them up for breakfast. When I asked, they found that they had been waiting here for half an hour.
Lengxiaotian was a little embarrassed and said: "Political Commissar Gu - by the way, I should call Director Gu now - why don't you go up? How can I be embarrassed to let you wait below for so long?"
Gu Zhenmin laughed loudly and said: "We are all die-hard fans of Director Gu Liming and Miss Ning Qing. It is not strange to wait here for half an hour waiting to meet our idols!"
Director Qiu said to Leng Xiaotian: "I heard that you want to see Peng Xijun, and I want to go with you. He saved my life, and I can't forget his life-saving grace!"
"Peng Xijun? Who is Peng Xijun?"
Sneer Tian heard this a little baffled.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you: the man you called Brother Gang in Room 5, his real name is Peng Xijun, nicknamed 'Gang Yazi', and his younger brothers all call him Brother Gang."
Director Qiu explained.
Lengxiaotian nodded and said, "Director Qiu, how about this: let's not eat now and go to the detention center to see Brother Gang."
Director Qiu said: "Okay! We happen to have two police cars. The two of us will go to the detention center first."
After Director Qiu and Leng Xiaotian left in the car, Political Commissar Gu asked Gu Liming, Ning Qing and others: "What do you want to eat for breakfast? Our unique breakfast in Wu Shui is red soup beef noodles. Do you want to try it?"
Gu Liming and others all agreed.
A group of people came to the "Mashi Street Red Soup Beef Noodle House" in the west of the city. Gu Zhenmin asked the boss to put two tables together. More than a dozen people sat down around the table, while Xue Tao stood and ordered some side dishes for them, such as spicy pig's feet.
, sweet and sour kelp shreds, cold preserved eggs, etc., half a table was set up.
At this time, an old man with a wrinkled face and a ragged quilt and a canvas bag walked in hesitantly from the door. He asked the proprietress at the counter in a low voice: "How much does a bowl of bald noodles cost here? You don't need any cover."
, it’s clear soup noodles.”
When the proprietress saw him looking like a rag picker with bloody palms, she frowned and said, "Go, go, go! Don't you see? We are a beef noodle restaurant here, not a clear soup noodle restaurant. Where can we find it?"
Noodles with a lid? If you don’t have money to buy noodles, you can buy steamed buns to satisfy your hunger. What kind of noodles do you have to eat? Steamed buns only cost 50 cents each!"
This old man is Leng Jidao. He has just entered the city. Since he didn't have dinner last night, the sweet potato chips he just ate on Yangguling were dry, hard and cold, and he felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, so he thought of buying them at this noodle shop.
I ate a bowl of cheap noodle soup to warm my stomach. Unexpectedly, I was ridiculed by the landlady, and my cheeks turned purple with anger.
Su Xiaodan, who was sitting next to the counter, saw the landlady talking to the old man in a vicious voice. She obviously thought he had no money or he was too dirty. She couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily to the landlady: "You are the boss?"
How do you do business? This old man wants to eat clear soup noodles, but you don’t want to sell them. He also scolds the old man with a gun and a stick. Do you treat customers like this? Old man, come and sit at our table. You
Just order whatever you want to eat!”
Leng Jidao looked at Su Xiaodan gratefully and said, "Thank you, girl. I just want a bowl of clear soup noodles. If you don't have any, forget it!"
Seeing Su Xiaodan lose her temper, the proprietress did not dare to offend Political Commissar Gu and Captain Xue who were sitting in the group, so she quickly agreed: "The old man really wants to eat clear soup noodles, I will ask the master to make you a bowl."
At this time, Gu Liming, Ning Qing and others sitting here all stood up and gave up their seats to Leng Jidao.
Leng Jidao sat down next to Su Xiaodan in fear. Suddenly he saw Political Commissar Gu and Xue Tao sitting inside wearing police uniforms. His eyes lit up and he stared at them intently.
When he heard someone calling the older policeman "Political Commissar Gu," Leng Jidao suddenly stood up from his seat, walked around the table and walked behind Gu Zhenmin, suddenly knelt down on his knees, and cried hoarsely: "
Leader, my son has been unjustly imprisoned! Please do a good job and say a nice word to him and redress his injustice! He is still a student, he can't possibly kill someone! Please save him.
Come on! I kowtow to you!"
After saying that, he really put his hands on the ground and kowtowed to Political Commissar Gu.
Everyone at the table was startled by his sudden move.
Political Commissar Gu stood up in a hurry and bent down to help him up. When he saw the blood on his palms and the tears on his face, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He asked Wen Yan: "Brother, don't do this! What's your son's name?"
?What were you put in jail for?"
Leng Jidao wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said: "My son's name is Leng Xiaotian. The newspaper said that he killed a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau and beat a prisoner to death in the cell. How is this possible? My son...
"
Before he finished speaking, the whole table stood up and looked at him in surprise. He was so frightened that he swallowed the rest of his words back in his stomach. He didn't know what he said wrongly to make them act like this.
be surprised.
Su Xiaodan was the first to react and suddenly rushed over, hugging Leng Jidao and crying loudly.
Ning Qing, Gu Liming, Xiaodie and others also burst into tears.
Leng Jidao was stunned when he saw this kind-hearted girl suddenly throwing herself into his arms and crying. He stammered: "Girl, who are you? Do you know my son?"
Su Xiaodan raised her head and sobbed: "Uncle, I am Xiaotian's girlfriend. Xiaotian is fine now... You have suffered!"
As he said this, he looked at Leng Jidao's ragged clothes and tired face, and couldn't help but feel sad again, and tears rolled down his face like broken beads.
Leng Jidao was shocked when he heard that she was Leng Xiaotian's girlfriend. He looked suspiciously at the beautiful girl in his arms and asked doubtfully: "Girl, are you telling the truth? Why did Xiaotian never follow me?"
Did I mention it?"
At this time, Gu Liming came over and said to Leng Jidao: "Brother, this is really Xiaotian's girlfriend. Her name is Su Xiaodan, and she is also from Mingguang. The two of them haven't been dating for long, so you don't know."
Leng Jidao nodded, and suddenly turned to ask Gu Zhenmin: "Boss, is my son really okay? Have you released him from the cell?"
Gu Zhenmin grabbed his hand, held it tightly in his palm, and said emotionally: "Brother, you gave birth to a good son! I am the political commissar of the Wushui Public Security Bureau, and I can tell you responsibly: Your son
Not only did he not commit any crime, he is also a great hero and a good man who does justice! You should be happy and proud to have such a good son!"
Only at this moment did Leng Jidao believe that his son was really fine. He suddenly covered his face with his skinny hands and couldn't help crying with joy...
At this time, Ning Qing, Xiaodie and others went over to shake hands with Leng Jidao and called him "uncle, uncle" affectionately.
When Leng Jidao saw so many beautiful girls and handsome guys coming to greet him and being extremely respectful to him, he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss. He kept pulling his hands back, not daring to shake hands with them for fear of getting them dirty.
Those white and delicate hands.
When they asked Qing Leng Ji Dao whether he had traveled hundreds of miles of mountain road overnight to get to the county town from home, Gu Liming and others were surprised and moved. They quickly asked the waiter to pour a basin of hot water. Su Xiaodan temporarily went to the small supermarket next door.
I bought a towel and let Leng Jidao wash his face with hot water comfortably, and kept urging him to eat noodles and side dishes on the table.
While watching Leng Jidao burying his head in eating noodles, Gu Liming sighed sincerely: "The love of Tiandu is so touching!"