Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

All the villagers in Ma Liu Village believed that the "110" police car would arrive soon, and that it would be public security comrades from the city who would come.

As a result, it was Chief Leng and two young policemen who arrived, and they came later than everyone expected. It was after eight o'clock in the evening, and the cold wind blew through their bodies.

Leng Zhiqiang knew that he needed to maintain his disheveled appearance, but it was difficult. Even though the old couple were shielding him from the wind on both sides, he still felt cold.

Is winter coming in earnest? It’s just December and I’m not ready for my cotton jacket yet.

The east end of the village is a remote area. Leng Yanqiu's new home is only surrounded by his neighbor Grandpa Dalong's house on the west side. The other three sides are surrounded by farmland and ditches. There is no shelter, and the cold wind blows wildly.

The villagers who were eating melons had changed groups. Those who were cold and hungry earlier had gone home to eat. The new group was not very professional. They were unwilling to move forward to eat the melons and just squatted at the door of Dalong Ye's house and looked at them from a distance.

The one who made the three people most dissatisfied was Secretary Ma. Such a big thing happened in the village, but he didn't even come to ask about the well-being. He mingled in the line outside Dalong's house, and his cell phone screen kept flashing.

I knew earlier that this village was deserted!

Leng Zhiqiang was trembling all over. His injured hand and leg were aching so much that his bones were ache. His stomach was also empty and rumbling like a drum.

"110——" Leng Zhiqiang continued to call the police, this time in a bad tone, "Someone is going to die here! Why don't you come?"

"Preliminary measures have been taken. Please wait patiently for the police to arrive."

"You fucking——" Leng Zhiqiang's voice exploded, but Old Man Leng took the initiative to press the call button.

"Son, don't scold the police. Wait a moment." The old man was shivering with cold. He didn't feel the temperature drop during the past two days in the hospital. He was not fully prepared.

There is no way to make full use of it. I have been busy building a house and moving to a new place, and I haven’t bought new winter clothes yet!

Originally, Leng Yanqiu was the one who took care of buying new bedding, new clothes, new pots and pans, but now...

"Go to her room and get the bed, quilt and mattress. We can't let our child lie out in the open all night, can we?" Old Man Leng instructed the old lady.

Leng Zhiqiang sniffed and added: "Bring some more food!"

Old lady Leng squatted in the windward area without saying a word or moving.

She still had the jasmine flower in her mouth.

The old lady is usually quite cheerful, but today she acts like she has severe Alzheimer's disease, moving around a lot when I poke her.

At this moment, it won't move even if you poke it.

The old man was about to get angry and poke again when the car lights came on. It was Director Leng who had finally arrived.

The three of them continued in their awkward posture, adjusting their numb limbs in the dark.

Time passed so slowly, the three figures moved so slowly, and then they turned and went to the gate of Dalong's courtyard.

The witnesses are all there. Anyway, the preliminary handling was done quite well. Secretary Ma reported the situation here at any time. No one is fine, and the dispute was minor and ended long ago.

Lai Jin went to the home of his junior high school daughter with the intention of occupying the house and asking her to serve him. He took the initiative to hit the daughter on the head with a brick, and was dragged out of the yard by the daughter. Then he called 110 to report the incident.

With such a melodramatic plot, you still dare to bother the police?

After Chief Leng finished taking the statement at the gate of Dalong's house, he slowly turned on the stun gun and flashlight and walked towards the family of three.

If I had known it would take so long, I would have pushed the old lady to get bedding and food anyway.

At nine o'clock in the evening, outside the wall of Leng Yanqiu's house, the three members of the family were taking statements separately.

"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly and clearly." Director Leng was not afraid of hardship. He asked the three people to stay where they were and keep their posture. While taking the statements, a young policeman took pictures, and the lighting equipment was a flashlight and a torch.

His handling method last time was too simple. The conclusion of not filing a case directly made Leng Zhiqiang dissatisfied and the police were called to complain. Although Director Leng explained the whole story clearly and did not receive any punishment, he was verbally criticized by his superiors. Now he has learned his lesson and every procedure must be recorded in detail.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the record was completed outside the courtyard wall.

"Catch, catch the evil girl!" Leng Zhiqiang was like a rooster with its hair plucked out, with his head drooping. But he was determined in his heart. As long as he could catch the evil girl and put her in police station, his suffering would not be in vain.

Director Leng said softly, "We still have to continue investigating. You can go home now."

Go home? Leng Zhiqiang looked around and saw that the gatehouse of Dalong's house was already dark. Even the onlookers had gone home, and Secretary Ma did not show up this time.

Old Master Leng also felt weak all over. After all, the heart-saving pills could not satisfy his hunger, and the few pills he had taken earlier had been digested long ago.

The old man expressed his request tenaciously: "Director, you still need to question Qiu'er, right? We will go with you."

At least drink some hot water and eat some hot food.

Whether or not to stay here is another matter.

Director Leng's voice suddenly turned cold: "As the two parties involved in the dispute, it is not appropriate for us to meet. If you dare to come to my house to cause trouble again, there is no need to call the police. I will take you directly to the station!"

"A-choo!" The silent old lady Leng sneezed loudly. She stood up slowly, her waist still bent, pounded her legs, and moved towards home first.

Sneezing is also contagious, and Mr. Leng started sneezing as well. The temperature dropped even lower, so he didn't dare to confront Director Leng. He whispered to his son, "Let's go home first. We can't hold on any longer."

He got nothing, suffered the cold for nothing, and was laughed at by the villagers.

He wanted to help his son up, but Leng Zhiqiang had no strength. He had just undergone surgery and was already weak. Moreover, he had to wait until this time...

"Director, Director!"

As Mr. Leng called for help, Leng Yanqiu opened the gate. Director Leng brought two policemen in and the gate was closed.

What a tragedy, no one comes to help.

Including Secretary Ma and his wife who were summoned by Director Leng.

Old man Leng was shedding tears as he dragged his grown son home. He wanted to go over and knock on the door, but he didn't dare.

After turning the corner, there is the main road of the village with street lights. I just happened to see Secretary Ma and his wife riding an electric tricycle. The lights were bright and the cargo bed was spacious. Wouldn't it be perfect for giving the father and son a ride?

"Secretary, Secretary, come quickly!" Old Man Leng put his son on the ground, panting and waving.

However, the tricycle turned the corner mercilessly without Secretary Ma even giving them a chance to curse. The secretary's wife, who was sitting in the back, looked up with her chin in the air.

Human feelings are warm and cold.

Leng Yanqiu was making tea at this moment. The comrades in the police station had all tasted the scent of jasmine, and they felt familiar with it as soon as they entered the yard. They wanted to wait for the three members of the Leng family to leave before saying goodbye, but as soon as the tea was brewed... it would be a pity not to drink it.

"Dried flowers are more fragrant than fresh flowers." Director Leng sniffed and sighed, "The black tea you mixed? Will it affect your sleep? You are young and you won't grow taller if you don't get enough rest."

Little did he know that the little girl in front of him hardly needed sleep.

"It doesn't matter. If you like it with green tea, I can find some for you."

"No, no." Director Leng took the teapot, poured tea for the two policemen, and began to savor the fragrance of the tea himself.

The whole story had been clearly explained, and the public had sharp eyes. When Secretary Ma and his wife arrived and got down to business, Director Leng asked, "Student Leng Yanqiu, tell us about your plans, and we will all help you."