At noon on New Year's Eve, Liu Handong finally returned to his home in Jiangbei. Due to the large number of migrant workers returning home, the city seemed much emptier than before, and the roads were no longer congested. The air was filled with the smell of New Year, but for some reason, it was lighter than the smell of New Year when he was a child.
many.
The situation in Liu Handong's family is quite special. His mother has remarried for many years and has little contact with the Liu family. His stepfather, He Jian, is from out of town and there is no one in the family anymore. Therefore, he spends all the holidays alone at home, and his son has to run around.
New Year's Eve dinner is always eaten at grandpa's house.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the family started cooking New Year's Eve dinner. The food in the dormitory of the coal machinery factory was fragrant. At six o'clock, the dinner started. The three of us faced a table full of sumptuous meals. My mother smiled and said: "Xiaodong, put on your uniforms."
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Although he was unhappy in every way, Liu Handong still put on the police uniform and put on the big-brimmed hat meticulously. When his mother saw it, she was very happy: "My son has become a policeman and has a future." He shed tears as he said it.
Years ago, when Liu Handong wore military uniform and went home to visit relatives for the first time.
"It's Chinese New Year, why are you crying? Drinking." He Jian picked up the wine glass and said a few words as a parent, nothing more than carrying on the past and moving forward into the future, living a good life, etc. His mother and Liu Handong raised their glasses to drink together, picked up chopsticks to eat,
Talking and laughing, having fun.
After finishing the meal, Liu Handong took the prepared dishes and walked to his grandfather's house in Binhe Community to celebrate the New Year with the elderly. The house was deserted and there was no preparation. The uncle's family did not come. Grandpa sat on a bamboo recliner and watched TV alone.
As usual, Liu Handong cooked, heated up the food he had brought, and made another pot of dumplings, which were served hot to the table. The Spring Festival Gala on TV had already begun.
Grandpa took out a bottle of aged Moutai from the cabinet and said, "Xiaodong, drink this today."
"The Moutai made in 1982 is older than me. Isn't it too luxurious?" Liu Handong looked at the bottle and marveled. His grandfather hid a lot of good things. When he was a child, he even dug out Browning under his pillow.
This bottle of Moutai is just one of my grandfather’s many collections.
"Grandpa doesn't have many years left to live. If you don't drink during the Chinese New Year, drink whenever you want!" Although grandpa is old, he still maintains the military demeanor of fighting for the best.
Liu Handong opened the Maotai wine, and the aroma of the wine overflowed. There were shouts from outside the door: "What wine, it smells so good!" It turned out that the uncle's family had come, and they had also come to celebrate the New Year with the old man and watch the party.
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The Liu family sat down at the round table. Zhu Jun on the TV started to stir things up. Everyone was drinking and watching the TV. The atmosphere was a little dull. After a while, the uncle spoke: "Dad, Hannan is dating someone. He is not bad, but he is too disgusting."
We don’t have a house in Hannan..."
"Is it true that you are marrying a house when you marry? It's okay not to want such a woman." Liu Xiaoyong said sternly.
The uncle was blocked back and stopped talking.
The eldest aunt said: "Dad, why do you always save so much money? The interest rate in the bank is so low, why not take it out and lend it out? The interest rate of 12.5 points is paid monthly, which is absolutely safe."
Liu Xiaoyong asked: "When did the Communist Party allow private banks to open banks?"
The eldest aunt said: "The branch of the provincial capital Hanwei Financing Company in Jiangbei is a formal enterprise with a large scale and billions of assets. It is richer than a bank."
"I think he is a liar." Although grandpa is old, he is not confused at all. "The economic situation is so bad now. How can there be such high interest rates? There must be something fishy."
After a few words, the uncle and his family had a boring meal. He called his son who was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa: "Hannan, stop playing. It's getting late. It's time to go back."
The uncle's family left and the room became deserted again. Liu Xiaoyong picked up the wine bottle and said, "Xiaodong, let's get rid of this bottle of Maotai."
New Year's Eve passed like this. On the morning of the first day of the new year, Ma Ling called to say New Year greetings. Liu Handong even turned on the speakerphone to let his grandfather hear the voice of his future granddaughter-in-law. After Ma Ling called, many friends called one after another.
New Year greetings, including a transoceanic phone call from the United States, Shu Fan is still thinking about this big brother.
There was only a short six-day holiday during the Spring Festival. Liu Handong got together with some retired comrades from Jiangbei. Following his mother's wishes, he accompanied her in police uniform to visit some old colleagues and friends. It was just to show off that his son had passed the provincial examination.
The city's special police, these retired aunts and aunts couldn't hide their envy, and they all offered to introduce Liu Handong to him.
"My son has found a good partner, a driver of a provincial bus company, and he has a full-time job," the mother said proudly.
Liu Handong is only a special police officer with a three-year contract, with no law enforcement power and no formal police call. However, in the eyes of his mother, his son is a serious police officer. Liu Handong also deliberately did not mention the employment-based civilian police and let the old man
Be proud for once.
The vacation ended soon, and Liu Handong returned to the provincial capital, stored Fukang on Tiezha Street, and went to the police academy to participate in a three-month closed training camp.
It was a bit cold this winter. One hundred and fifty school police officers, wearing thin physical training uniforms, gathered on the large playground where the cold wind was howling. Zhang Yasen stood in front of them wearing a navy blue training uniform with a whistle hanging around his neck and began to speak.
"From today on, you are part of the state's violence machine! During the three-month closed training, you are not allowed to ask for leave or leave without permission. You are not allowed to carry communication tools during the training. Those who disobey discipline will be criticized once and demerited twice.
The third time, I will be fired directly!"
There was silence in the team, no one dared to speak quietly.
Zhang Yasen had gray hair on his temples and sharp eyes. He glanced at everyone with a stern gaze, but his tone was much gentler: "I know that many of you have backdoors. If you have connections, you will be assigned to a good unit after the training. If you can't pass it,
You can join a team in half a year, but! In the training camp, I don’t care whose relative you are, whose relationship you have, or who handed you the note. If you offend me, even if you are the biological son of the King of Heaven, you still get out of here!
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Still no one spoke, only the howling of the wind.
"Do you understand?"
"Understood!" One hundred and fifty school policemen shouted with all their strength.
The so-called harsh closed training is actually not as intense as that of the recruit company, because the training is in the police academy, and it is not closed. It is just that the training time is long, and after dinner, there is political study, and everyone is waiting for the lights to go to bed.
They were exhausted and had no intention of going out to play. Some of the school police officers with weak willpower shed tears when they hid in bed at night and called home.
The daily wake-up call, long-distance running, and training made veterans such as Liu Handong and Lin Liannan feel like they were back in the military camp. They quickly integrated into this life and adapted extremely well. They ranked among the best in physical training. In all subjects, Liu Handong was well-deserved.
champion.
Chang Jin and Sui Muxin are football players from sports schools. They once represented the Omi football team in competitions. Like most football players, they are good at drinking, gambling, picking up girls, and fighting. The only thing they are not good at is playing football. They are so tired after five kilometers of cross-country.
Like a dead dog.
In order to facilitate management, Zhang Yasen decided to select cadres among the students, one district captain and five squadron captains. When the news came out, the school police called their homes that night, and various notes were stuffed in, but Zhang Yasen couldn't help it.
Go in, refuse to take hard or soft advice, and show all these notes in class the next day, embarrassing all the student police officers.
"You start looking for ways through the back door before you enter society. If you become police, will ordinary people still have a good life?" Zhang Yasen severely reprimanded the student police officers and then announced the appointment.
"Liu Handong!"
"have!"
From now on, you are the district captain of the SWAT cadet team!"
"yes!"
After receiving the district captain's armband from Zhang Yasen, Liu Handong was in high spirits and saluted gracefully.
Zhang Yasen stood at attention and returned the salute, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
One hundred and fifty students are divided into five teams, four male teams and one female team. The team leaders are all appointed by Zhang Yadong. There is no democracy and no election. The instructors say whatever they say and are not allowed to refute.
After class, Zhang Yasen said to Liu Handong with a cold face: "Come back to my office."
Five minutes later, Liu Handong came to the office and shouted a report. There were no other teachers in the huge office because the police academy had not started school yet and everyone else was on winter vacation.
Zhang Yasen lit a cigarette, called Liu Handong to his desk, and asked him: "Do you know why I asked you to be the district captain?"
Many reasons flashed through Liu Handong's mind. Could it be that Song Jianfeng said hello, or that he had made meritorious service in the army? Or that he was the best in the physical fitness test? None of them seemed to be valid. He couldn't think of any for a while, so he replied loudly: "
Report, I don’t know.”
Zhang Yasen flicked his cigarette ashes: "I have read your file. You were discharged early. You were detained once in administrative detention in September. You were in a group fight the night before you joined the police. I shouldn't have such a person at all."
Liu Handong said nothing.
"You are Secretary Shen. Shen Hongyi is a very measured person. His greetings should be directed by Director Song. But the more such a person is, the more I despise him."
Liu Handong was even more confused, thinking to himself, Lao Zhang, what on earth are you doing?
Zhang Yasen continued: "I asked you to be the district captain because I think you are still terrible and can be saved. I will give you a burden to carry and maybe you can be trained. Remember, one hundred and fifty of you are a group."
, you are the commander of the group. If anything happens to the students, I will come to you first. Whether it is a collision or violation of discipline, you will be responsible."
"Yes!" Liu Handong replied loudly.
"get out."
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When Liu Handong became the district captain, with the support and love of the school police and the backing of Zhang Yasen, things were going smoothly for a while. Chang Jin and Sui Muxin originally wanted to be a thorn in the side, but seeing the momentum, they also
He withered and died down, not daring to confront Liu Handong.
The long-awaited shooting training of the police officers has finally begun, including training on pistols, micro submachine guns and automatic rifles. First, they learned about the structure of firearms in class. The veteran teacher of the police academy held a May 4th-style teaching gun with an exposed cross-section and spoke slowly and calmly.
While I was teaching everyone, the school police officers were all absent-minded, eager to play with the real iron.
After the theoretical class, the trainee policemen entered the shooting range and practiced shooting in groups. Each of them had an old-fashioned Type 54 pistol and five bullets. The trainee policemen who got the firearm for the first time were very excited. Chang Jin made random gestures with the pistol and aimed.
Sui Muxin.
Suddenly, a strong force came from behind. Chang Jin was kicked to the ground. When he rolled over, he saw Liu Handong standing majestically behind. Chang Jin became furious, his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he was kicked in front of many female classmates.
, unable to show off his face, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight Liu Handong with his life.
The shooting range instructor quickly arrived, severely reprimanded Chang Jin and told him to get out of the shooting range.
"How many times should we repeat the discipline of the shooting range? It is strictly forbidden to point the gun at anyone! Are you mentally retarded or deaf?" the instructor yelled.
"There are no bullets in the gun!" Chang Jin argued confidently.
"It won't work without bullets. It's still dangerous." The instructor took Chang Jin's pistol, removed the magazine, opened the barrel to check, reloaded, and pulled the trigger toward the ground. With a snap, the firing pin ejected from the muzzle of the gun.
It made a dent in the cement floor.
Sui Muxin's face turned pale. If Chang Jin had pulled the trigger just now, he would not have been hit like this. Even if he couldn't be killed, the hit on his face would still be a bloody hole.
Chang Jin was speechless, but he still looked at Liu Handong with great hatred and kicked himself in public. He couldn't swallow the breath. He dusted off his butt and walked out of the shooting range. And he was given a demerit.
In the first live-fire shooting class, the students' scores were generally poor, and Liu Handong was not much better. However, the instructor was not angry. The rifling of the police academy's guns was badly worn and the accuracy was insufficient, so it was understandable that the shots were inaccurate.
That night, Chang Jin got down from his bed, put on his clothes secretly, and poked Sui Muxin: "Wake up."
"What are you doing, Brother Jin?" Sui Muxin opened a pair of small eyes.
"Beat Liu Handong and wait for him in the toilet. I don't believe he won't go to the toilet." Chang Jin said fiercely.
"Okay!" Sui Muxin got up quickly, put on his training clothes, carried a mop to the toilet, and waited.
After waiting until midnight, no one came. Sui Mu's freshly frozen nose was filled with runny nose, and Chang Jin became impatient: "Let's go out and drink."
"It's against discipline." Sui Muxin was timid.
"Zhang Yasen doesn't come here at night, I'm afraid of something." Chang Jin is very bold. When he was in sports school, he often sneaked out to drink and clubbing, and he was used to it.
So the two of them climbed out of the toilet window and slipped down the water pipe. As soon as they got out of the window, Lin Liannan came in. He saw this scene but said nothing, watching as the two sneakily climbed over the wall and disappeared under the night.
Lin Liannan returned to the dormitory and woke up Liu Handong: "District Captain, Chang Jin and Sui Muxin escaped."
Liu Handong stood up in a hurry: "Damn it, why didn't you stop me? If you leave the training camp without permission, you will be expelled."
Lin Liannan gloated: "Isn't that good?"
Liu Handong said: "It doesn't matter if they are fired, I, the district captain, must also be punished."