The Taming of the Ruffian Hero

The response Zheng Kai gave was that he himself was arrested.

It turned out that Zheng Kai couldn't get close to Lin's house in every possible way. In a rage, he rushed forward and beat up several bodyguards before reaching the door.Fortunately, Zheng Kai's Jifu University student ID card was helpful, and the bodyguards didn't make it difficult for him. They only asked the local police station to lock him up for two or three days, and they didn't confiscate his mobile phone.

"It fits your style..." Zhao Yuan kept smiling wryly. At that time, he had already earned a large sum of money by selling himself, and disappeared without a trace on the night when the "gold master" was desperate to make a promise with his body. , is currently on the way back to Yangzi County.

Zhao Yuan drove straight down to Yangzi County, and flew all the way to Lin Wenxi's house.

At the roadside stall, he inadvertently saw Lin Ziwei's portrait on the newspaper. The newspaper was black and white.Zhao Yuan stopped and saw the words written in large font on the first page: "The deputy secretary was killed during inspection, and his own son did not return from the funeral."

Not return?Not return?

Zhao Yuan wished he could run and fly.

Lin Wenxi's house.

There is no bodyguard that Zheng Kai mentioned, only an empty courtyard, where the daylight hangs in the sky, the breeze gently brushes the prematurely withered peach tree leaves on the ground, mixed with firecracker debris, mixed with the ashes of burnt paper money, Like a stranger in the underworld, it is extremely desolate and desolate.

The door was locked and the windows were not closed.Through the anti-theft net, looking in from the window, several stools were scattered on the ground, and there was a broken belt on the ground.The calendar that Huang Xiya flipped on the desktop every day stopped on the day when Lin Wenxi just returned home.Where did Wenxi go?Zhao Yuan kept shaking the anti-theft window and shouted loudly into it, but the only response was the silent emptiness and loneliness of the room.

What was he doing during the three days when he couldn't be contacted?As the only child in the family, how much do you have to face?

Zhao Yuan squatted down and looked up at the sky. The sun was setting and the sky was full of red clouds. The world in front of him became blurred if he was not careful.

How come you don't know, all the dangers, I just want to stand in front of you, why don't you know, Uncle Lin died, if you are in danger, then his unfortunate death must be related to my father's case.Wenxi, whether you like it or not, you can't deprive me of my rights!Didn't you say it all, get married as a husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection!who I am?I am your husband!

"He came to pay homage to the Forest Bureau. There are a lot of people here... His funeral is in the countryside." An old man tremblingly leaned on a cane and said.

"Wenxi, is his son back?" Zhao Yuan asked eagerly, wiping away his tears.

The old man shook his head: "Don't mention that scoundrel, he seems to have run away from home, and he seemed to have had a fight with the Forest Bureau before! By now, everyone should know about the Forest Bureau, that scoundrel...has never returned! "

Zhao Yuan nodded his thanks, ran out to stop the car, and went all the way to the countryside.

The demolition of the township government compound has not yet been completed. It was the starting point of Lin Ziwei's official career, and at this moment, it is also the end of his life.

The main entrance is decorated with white flowers and black curtains, and a photo of Lin Ziwei hangs above it, which is confident and serene.The elegiac couplets on both sides are: "I have worked hard all my life to observe the sufferings of the people, and I have made a lot of achievements to share the well-being of the people."He criticized "children are great".

At this point, Zhao Yuan believed that the last time they heard Lin Ziwei's education was the first time they met, and it was also the last time. That strong man with a smile on his face and slight wrinkles on his face was a supporter of the people's livelihood, and an internal training. A good wife and good son, but at the most glorious and peak age of life at the age of 48, she just let go.Zhao Yuan suddenly thought of his father, and thought of the fathers who worked hard for their children all their lives, but they couldn't enjoy the peace and tranquility in their old age. God was so unfair to them!The tears couldn't stop streaming down, I don't know what the situation is with Auntie and Wenxi.

Just as Lin Wenxi was about to go in, he was stopped by the guard. He mourned silently, tears streaming down his face, looking at the guard speechless.Although the guard enforced the law impartially, he knew better what kind of tears were condolences from the heart, so he let Zhao Yuan in without further questioning.

There are farewell dirges on all sides, the grass and trees inside are sad, and the clouds in the sky are frozen. Zhao Yuan quickly saw Huang Xiya kneeling in front of the coffin, with a white scarf wrapped around her head, her whole body was clean, her two eye sockets were sunken, she was too thin Humanoid.

When Huang Xiya saw Zhao Yuan, although she was still angry in her heart, she still stood up slightly to pay her respects, and then someone handed three sticks of incense and asked what is the gift.

Zhao Yuan replied, "Kneel three times and kowtow nine times."

The ceremonial person said that Mr. Lin only has one son, and others are not allowed to perform such a grand ceremony.

Zhao Yuan raised his head and replied: "Uncle Lin is a clean and honest official. As one of the many beneficiaries, I am one of his many sons and daughters. Everyone is equal. This gift must be respected." Reasonably, Tan Xun asked Huang Xiya.Huang Xiya nodded slightly: "He is the adoptive son of my husband and I, and it's okay to follow the gift according to the generation." The gifter just smiled in relief: "The gift of my son's respect is finally available. With a hand gesture, there was an earth-shattering cannon salute outside, nine times in a row.After the gun salute was over, the salute replaced the incense sticks with nine pillars and handed them to Zhao Yuan.

"Wenxi... is it here? Xiya?" A haggard middle-aged woman walked in from outside, seeing that it was not Wenxi who was kneeling on the ground, she covered her face and cried bitterly in astonishment.

Wenxi, why didn't he come?Zhao Yuan didn't dare to be distracted, took the incense, knelt down, kowtowed three times, stood up, then knelt down, kowtowed three times, repeated three times, performed three kneeling nine kowtows in honor of his son, and was asked to kneel Beside Huang Xiya.The middle-aged woman came over and knelt beside Huang Xiya: "If Wenxi doesn't come, you just give the gift like this. Aren't you afraid that Wenxi will be reprimanded for being unfilial?"

"Wenxi won't come anymore. He is no longer my son, nor Ziwei's son. Ziwei Quan will feel very relieved now that he has an adopted son to salute on his behalf." Huang Xiya said calmly, with a mournful expression.

"Aunt...Wenxi..." Zhao Yuan finally couldn't help asking.

"Wenxi hasn't come to take care of his father since he passed away. Later, he still has a lot of things to do... Ziwei just let go... The government wants to be cremated, and our relatives want to be buried to preserve the truth. Only the body can be revived, such a broken body and ashes, nothing is left... No man can decide whether to stay in the coffin for three days or seven days, no one can decide, this makes us women..." Middle-aged woman As she spoke, she couldn't stop patting Huang Xiya's back, crying bitterly.

"Biya, people are going to turn off the lights, and they are so polite, what do you care about?" Huang Xiya said, just staring at the portrait of Lin Ziwei on the altar table, speechless for a long time.

Zhao Yuan repeatedly inquired about Lin Wenxi's news, but Huang Xiya just shook her head blindly, expressing her ignorance.Zhao Yuan didn't dare to ask too many questions, and while carefully serving Huang Xiya, he searched Lin Wenxi's house for traces of his possible return.

"Ziwei has been making inquiries about your father and collected a lot of evidence. He is here to find the last key witness. As a wife, I believe in my husband's ability."

"Wenxi, it has indeed changed a lot, becoming more cheerful and mature, but the minds of the two of you... I also have a personal request, I hope you can find a way to change Wenxi's mind, it is said that it is sick, I don't I can’t imagine my son suffering from such a disease, we consider taking him to the hospital for examination when the time is ripe. But when you see him in the future, can you help take care of him?”

Seeing Huang Xiya getting haggard day by day, Zhao Yuan was worried. He took care of this grieving woman like his own son, being respectful and filial, and he didn't dare to mention Lin Wenxi's matter casually.

Since I asked to do my son's ceremony, I naturally have to bear the responsibility of my son.Because someone is in charge, everything becomes very smooth.The coffin will be parked for three days before being cremated and sent to the county cemetery three days later.Due to Lin Ziwei's special status and outstanding political achievements, the government wanted to help him arrange a secluded private cemetery. Relatives and friends thought it was a dream, so they asked Huang Xiya, but Huang Xiya just looked at Zhao Yuan and did not answer.Zhao Yuan believes that Lin Ziwei has always been a family of the government and the people, so he is willing to put him in an ordinary cemetery as one of them, and let him accompany his people to sleep forever.

In the first seven days, they stayed up all night for seven consecutive days and seven nights. No matter who tried to dissuade them, Huang Xiya ignored him. Zhao Yuan served tea and water and guarded him the whole time. The cousin also opened her mouth to call Zhao Yuan Brother Yuan.

However, at the end of the first seven days, Huang Xiya disappeared in this small town without a sound.

"Ziwei's last words, there are only two things about Wenxi. First, I hope that Wenxi can marry Hongxuan's daughter, Hongyan, as his wife. Second, I hope that Wenxi can live a good life. Since I recognize you as righteous Son, you are Wenxi's adopted brother. If you two still have any improper involvement, I really want to think about my dead husband, I really want to think about your relationship! I have brought my husband with me, and I will never come back. Come here. You are a good boy, you and Wenxi have grown up, you must walk your way well. Thank you child for your dedicated care during this time, Auntie will sincerely bless you no matter where you go. "Huang Xi Ya's last message to Zhao Yuan, the phone can no longer be connected.

Lin Ziwei's ashes had already been placed in the cemetery, what Huang Xiya said to bring with her was actually sewing a small half of his ashes into her purse.There are too many questions, Zhao Yuan wanted to ask, but unfortunately she never left a single word.

Zhao Yuan sat blankly in the lotus pond in the countryside, where Lin Wenxi's laughter and laughter, and his touching smile in the torch once sounded, but now looking back, the grass is luxuriant, and the summer night is thick, but he doesn't know where he is.

Under the dizzying sunlight, Zhao Yuan walks through the lotus pond. The lotus leaves are in full bloom, the sky is green, the lotus flowers are shadowy, and there is a single water bird in the lotus pond.Zhao Yuan walked past the township government compound, the poplar tree was covered with pavilions, and under the luxuriant branches and leaves, it was warm and cool. He vaguely heard a few children playing there, just like back then.

At this moment, in the advanced ward of the county hospital, in the intensive care unit, Lin Wenxi woke up leisurely.