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Years later, when the spring flowers were supposed to bloom, they were cut off by the once-in-a-century cold wave.The cold wave blowing from Siberia was surging and surging, advancing from north to south, crossing mountains and rivers.

Newspapers and TVs were overwhelmingly popularizing the phenomena and causes of El Niño and La Niña, and in the end, the concept of environmental protection was propagated in the same way.

After more than two months of investigation and preparation, the trial date of Bian Zhenhua's case has finally been set. As the first important case of the year in Guangdong Province, the trial will be held in the provincial capital court.

It was more than two months, and I wanted to see my old side for the first time.

He sat upright on the auditorium, with his butt touching the edge of the seat and tiptoeing, with his hands on his knees. He tried his best to make himself look more dignified, but his motionless sitting posture still revealed his lack of confidence .

After all, Dongyang is not as hot as summer, and his complexion has returned to a little whiter, but the slightly immature lines of the boy's face have been sharpened in just two months. Sitting in the corner, he found Out of the obvious gloom.He seldom wears formal attire. Under the crisp suit is a shirt with vertical stripes. He doesn't wear a tie. The top button of the shirt is unbuttoned and the neckline is exposed. The neat round size shows that his facial features are getting tougher day by day. His heroic spirit, and even the remaining three points of ruffian spirit were neutralized by the well-tailored tobacco gray woolen coat on his body.

In the past, when the old side was away on business or studying, there were often one or two missing people, but that kind of disappearance was different from the clear separation now.

Across a group of unfamiliar people from all walks of life and the news media in front of him, his eyes fell on Bian Zhenhua in the dock, his throat tightened for a while, and he even had doubts.

Who is that middle-aged man with gray temples and haggard figure?

How long is this?What about his middle-aged and vigorous father?Why is it like this?

Anyone who knows his young master knows that when he goes out, he has to rummage through half of the closet just to match the clothes, plus a hairstyle and a pair of shoes to choose accessories, and the girl turns into a cigarette The time of wearing makeup will not be much longer than his, but who can know that his coquettish energy is actually influenced by his old side since he was a child, and he got it from his own father?

The old side of their family is the kind of elegant middle-aged uncle who must clean himself up even if he is at home making tea and watching TV on vacation.He thought that since he could remember, his father had never had the kind of time when he shook his arms and smelled sweaty in front of him. Even though the increasing social activities made him inevitably protrude his beer belly, neatness and cleanliness were still standard. .

But now, why is it like this?Xu Shi was in court today, he didn't have a good rest last night, his eyes were swollen and blue, showing haggard fatigue, but fortunately his eyes were not wandering or dejected, they were still as calm as ever.

The father and son looked at each other from a distance in the court, thinking that it was the first time that they realized so clearly that they were not young anymore.

He tried his best to stabilize himself, trying to maintain this unmoving state, but the wrinkled fabric on his knees exposed his inner heart.

Regret?

At the beginning, I left home in resentment, but when I saw the old man again, it was the current situation. If I had predicted, would he still quarrel with Shen Yunjia because of the child in Shen Yunjia's belly?

The answer is, don't know.

Bian Zhenhua, Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and Director of the Public Security Bureau of Ducheng City, was sentenced in the first instance. He was charged with corruption and bribery, dereliction of duty, and public benefit. He was sentenced to 15 years and six months in prison. The property was confiscated, and all stolen money and stolen goods were recovered in full.

After court, he got a chance to see Lao Bian.

The small room with bottomless corners was filled with a desolate coldness, even the air coming in through the small window on the wall was heavy, and he wanted to sit behind the table, but soon, the bailiff brought the old man in from the door .

The old man's hands and feet were all handcuffed, and when he moved, the soles of his shoes rubbed against the floor and made a "squeaky" sound. There was a long table between the father and son, and they looked at each other speechlessly for a while.

The blindingly white light tube illuminates the lines on the corners of the old side's eyes and forehead, and his hair, which is usually well-combed with pomade, hangs down scatteredly, and the gray and gray make him look very decadent. He probably He also realized that his image at this time was not too embarrassing, so he stretched out his hand a little awkwardly to push the hair falling from his forehead behind his ears.

Outsiders can discord him for accepting bribes and corruption, can despise him for dereliction of duty, and can criticize him for using power for personal gain, but thinking about it here, he only represents a solid and powerful backing of "father".The heavy iron shackles are the trial and punishment of the people of the country for his dereliction of duty in public office, but in the position called "father", Bian Xiang is the only one who scores.

Most of the people's invaluable evaluations of his quality, virtue, character, and disposition are his inheritance from Bian Zhenhua.It is said that being a parent is the mirror of a child. Bian Zhenhua has been working hard for a long time, doing everything by himself, expending a lot of energy and energy, with tireless teaching and hard work, and finally fabricating an open-mindedness that everyone can see A character who is healthy, responsible, optimistic, kind-hearted, dignified without losing integrity.

This character is called "Bian Xiang".

Even the boy's straight back showed a stubbornness of not admitting defeat. He stretched himself into a bow, but he didn't know that besides the steam that was tightly suppressed, there were too many emotions accumulated in the sore eye sockets. Emotions condensed in his eyes, forming a dazzling bright red, and even the uncontrollable trembling of his hands clasped on the table revealed his thoughts early.

"Hey……"

Most of the time passed, Bian Zhenhua sighed first, breaking the silence of the room.

Even though he was taller than most southern adult men, he was still a minor who had to submit an application to participate in the audition.

Bian Zhenhua smiled, still using the strict father's formula, and said in a calm and self-possessed tone: "Has school started yet? Why are you running here?"

Unexpectedly, it was struck by thunder at this moment, thinking that it would explode suddenly.

"Who else do you want to come? Is your second son?" He bit his back teeth viciously, "I'm sorry, but I'm really the only one who can come at this moment."

What happened in the past two months did make him look more like an adult—at least he was bolder, dared to test on the edge of being beaten, and no longer dodged like a quail when facing Bian Zhenhua —— Bian Zhenhua was surprised by his son's direct challenge, he was taken aback for a moment and then laughed again.

"Are you still angry?" The tone was teasing yet intimate.

While thinking about staring at him with red eyes, he didn't answer.

"Okay, didn't I just see you? I haven't seen your aunt—how old are you, and are you still fighting for favor?" Although his identity fell from the clouds to the bottom, Bian Zhenhua let go of the joy of seeing his son again after a long absence. It was rare for him to let go of the airs he had held on to, and his tone sounded like he was coaxing his three-year-old son.

"My father and I take this opportunity to talk." The time left for them is limited, and there is not much time to waste on sorrow, so Bian Zhenhua decided to talk about the most caring things.

"Our fathers and fathers" was pleasing to me as he thought about it, his face turned pale, and he adjusted his posture and sat down.

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished—my father, who is not the relationship that is owed by the past life and the present life, and the time is limited, so I won't say those things that are sorry, let's talk about you—— —" When such a big incident happened, I wondered how his father's mentality had been ups and downs during this period. Even before he stepped into this small room just now, he could still see that he was embarrassed. Scruples, but this scruples quickly dissipated - because what Bian Zhenhua felt from his little boy's words and demeanor was concern concealed under awkwardness, not resentment and crusade.

With his usual calm tone, he said slowly: "It seems that I can't accompany you during the most important period of growth in your life."

The bailiff not far behind stood like a pole, and demonstrated the complete "invisibility" state by himself.

His fingers dug into the soft flesh of his palm, he seemed to be unaware of it while thinking, and looked at him fixedly.

Bian Zhenhua pondered for a while, then spoke again—the words were astonishing, "If you are alone, can you?"

It was like a slap in the face, no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't expect to get this kind of information. He froze obviously, staring at Bian Zhenhua and listening to him continue.

It cannot be denied that there are all kinds of helplessness and resentment, but this is always the situation he is least willing to think about and face.

"I mean if...if your Aunt Jia leaves..."

These words seemed to hit some kind of switch suddenly, thinking that a certain string in his brain was suddenly broken, he sneered twice, and interrupted Bian Zhenhua, "I can't think of it, old Bian, I thought this wife of yours was going to talk to you." You are inseparable through thick and thin, but it turns out that when disaster is imminent, you can only fly separately."

By previous standards, his blatantly provocative words can be described as "rebellious", but at this time Bian Zhenhua didn't hold back on these, and clasped his hands in front of him. The two are exactly the same, with the long table as the boundary, forming a mirror-like gaze at each other.

People are always too tolerant when they suddenly wake up, but Bian Zhenhua was able to get something called "distressed" from his son's merciless ridicule.

"The house is empty at the moment, and you may have to bear a lot of debts. You are still young, and I don't feel at ease in the city alone. Why don't you go back to Quancheng."

Sitting with him looking at each other and thinking, there is obvious restraint and forbearance between his brows, which made him once again clearly aware of the rapid growth of his son in this short period of time. He no longer blindly gave orders to him, but Try to negotiate, "You go back to Quancheng with your second uncle, and I will find you a school. His family is not convenient in a small county, so he has to find a boarding high school. I will go to see grandpa when I have time on weekends. The house is under your grandfather's name, and people don't usually live there, so you can live there if you want."

"Your student status is in the city, and you still have to come back for the college entrance examination. Remember to come back when you sign up. Running back and forth is a bit troublesome, and it will affect your status to some extent, but it's better than staying here alone until the college entrance examination."

Uncle Bian also came today, sitting and thinking about the next door, but thinking about the old Bian in the dock, so he hurriedly said hello when we met.

While thinking: "Are you discussing with me? Or have you already made plans for me?"

According to Lao Bian's past peeing habits, he was only willing to let him go wild after drawing a circle. He arranged a lot of various school experiences—regardless of the reason, the direction to go, the old side always made a decision in advance, thinking that what he could control was only the way, speed and posture of running— —As long as he can reach the end in the end, even if he rolls to the end, his father will not care about him.

So it is difficult for him to imagine that he can get the decision-making power of the general direction by himself.

When the old man looked around, he didn't have the bitterness and hatred of ordinary detainees, and he didn't have promises, he seemed to be indifferent to everything, and sitting in this cramped hut with chains could not hide his calmness light.

What he is showing right now is not much different from writing big characters with a brush in his study in his spare time, or sitting on the sandalwood coffee table slowly dripping Kung Fu tea.

To a large extent, the open-mindedness of Bian's thinking comes from the long-term influence of Bian Zhenhua.

"It's just a suggestion—" he rubbed his thumbs together and looked at his son seriously, "Of course you can stay in the city, but you have to understand that if you stay here, you won't even be able to help your second uncle and grandpa. What about you, the only thing you can rely on is yourself."

All along, he has been purposefully cultivating his independent thinking and ability to deal with the world. He thought he would be able to carry it on for a while, but unexpectedly, he had to come to an abrupt end when he came here.

"Life is yours, and the choice is yours."

He seems to be seizing the time to baptize his son into a new adult world in the limited time, "Dad's accident will inevitably lead to a difficult road ahead for you, but I hope you will always remember that vision determines the way out, and many things come in short-term." Time cannot be quantified by money, if you can, try to look at the problem from outside the pattern as much as possible, don't be like Dad, just follow the trend as you walk."

"This world seeks common ground while reserving differences. You can disagree, but you must never hold evil. Compared with money and power, the network of human circles is the most precious. Arrogance is not advisable. Bear humiliation and bear the burden. Don't lose yourself Big portion."

He saw his son from a young age, and when he thought about it, he could see through all the small thoughts in his heart, "Children are the only ones who can tell right from wrong, and adults weigh the pros and cons. Apart from the big right and the big wrong, you have to strive for the biggest one." Help, try not to be swayed by emotions."

He didn't mention Shen Yunjia once or twice, as if he had already removed her from the life he was thinking about in the future.

In the past, I always thought that there was a long way to go, and I had enough time to teach my son. Maybe it was because I took too much luck in my actions in the past. When accidents happened, I always seemed to be caught off guard. In just ten minutes, he stuffed all the gains of his life in the past few decades into his son's brain.

The meeting time obtained was very short, and most of it was spent thinking about Bian, and it was not until the end that we talked about Shen Yunjia.

"As for your aunt Jia, if she wants to leave, you don't have to stop her—"

While thinking about it, he interrupted him again on this topic, "She will leave as soon as something happens? What the hell!"

Even though she didn't have a good look at Shen Yunjia during this period of time, her kind of carefulness with flattery made him probably continue to be like this in the future. He even put her in the position of "I have to face it every day but I don't want to face it." on a paradoxical role of "right".

He thought that he was the only one who looked up to her and that it was only possible for him to leave home and abandon her after the college entrance examination, but he never thought that there would be a day when she would leave first.

"She——" Lao Bian looked very embarrassed—he was indeed very embarrassed, even if he was a man who was calm even after he was imprisoned, he could only stop talking when faced with this kind of problem, he really didn't know how to deal with it A boy who couldn't reach her told this story, "She was pregnant at the wrong time—"

He hurriedly brought it over in a few words, it turned out that this little life that came unexpectedly was not the first one, it was during the summer vacation when she wanted to be thrown into the camp for training half a year ago, that is, during the time when Shen Yunjia fainted and recuperated at home, she It was because of abnormal bleeding after pregnancy that he fell into a coma, but at that time he thought he would be sent to the army, and when he returned home after training, he basically couldn't see the clues.Although there are no problems in her daily life, her vital energy has not yet recovered from her serious injury. Now she is pregnant again after half a year, and she is another advanced mother, and the recovery speed of her body functions will slow down. If she goes to the operating room again, she will be afraid. She will really be unable to bear it and will be left with permanent injuries. For the safety of the mother, the doctor's suggestion this time is to keep the child.

Bian Zhenhua said last time that if there is any accident, he will keep the child, so he made the decision almost without struggling. Instead, it was Shen Yunjia who hesitated while thinking about it with scruples. In the end, it was Bian Zhenhua Together with the doctor convinced her.

That is to say, thinking that he was fighting for the wrong person in the "competition for favor", he was not fighting with Shen Yunjia or the child in her stomach, but a life-and-death struggle with Shen Yunjia.

Thinking about the wonderful expression on his face, as if he had suddenly lost the ability to express himself, he trembled slightly and his dry lips trembled. After a while, he propped up his elbows and buried his face in his palm, deeply He took a deep breath, and the faint smell of tobacco between his fingers penetrated into his internal organs through his nose.

Perhaps the past days gave him too much smooth sailing, a child who has never experienced setbacks and blows, his emotions are always extravagant and enthusiastic, he is a person full of emotions, he seems to shine in the crowd, Always attracts the attention of others.He has always felt good about himself, even if he is making jokes and pretending to be crazy, he has a relaxed self-confidence. Now he suddenly realizes his own stupidity, and he just doesn't know what it means.

"dad--"

Thinking that his mind was in a mess, he looked at Bian Zhenhua blankly, but Bian Zhenhua didn't have much time to smooth over his son's emotions. The bailiff reminded that the time was coming and parting was imminent, so he only had time to see his son for a few more days. Eyes, suppressing the thousands of words in his heart, with regret and guilt, he started his career behind bars under the shackles of the legal system and morality.