Some people feel relaxed and happy because they let go of their hearts, while others insist on taking life seriously to the end.
The atmosphere of Shou's family in the three western rooms of Courtyard No. 3 of Chashi Hutong in Chongwen District is quite awkward.
Shou Jingfang had a dish of "braised abalone" and had already drank several glasses of it. The Moutai made his face slightly flushed. But at this time, he was not happy because what his children were discussing was really disturbing to him.
Not listened to.
Shou Rong slapped the table and stared.
"It's so irritating! Shouzheng, I've asked someone to check it. Your score is more than 20 points higher than the admission limit of Beijing Medical University. But even Beijing Medical University doesn't want you, why should they? We have to go find them...
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Shouzheng took it calmly.
"Oh, sister, what's all the fuss about? Isn't it just a matter of composition? In fact, it would be good to go to a university. Fortunately, my third choice is the Agricultural University..."
"Why are you so worthless! With your current ability, you can be a chief doctor and you are rich, but you are willing to learn how to repair the earth? Isn't this determined by the 'great man' to select the best through the unified examination?"
"What is set above is the policy, and what is set below is the standard of control. If you are more serious, it will be in vain..."
"That won't work. You can't get such a high score in the exam for nothing. We have to solve this problem. Besides, our family is not without options. If it doesn't work, I will take you to ask your aunt..."
Hearing this, Shou Jingfang, who had been silent all the time, was no longer indifferent and scolded loudly. "How dare you!"
Shourong was particularly aggrieved.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? This is a life-long event. After all, my aunt is your biological sister. Now that the 'movement' is over, she no longer has to worry about being implicated, and she will definitely not stand up to us anymore.
It doesn’t matter. It’s not a matter of ability for our Shouzheng. If my uncle can go and say hello, this small favor might be done. Haven’t you always wanted Shouzheng to be a doctor?”
Unexpectedly, Shou Jingfang actually said very rigidly, "Being a doctor depends on ability, not on wagging the tail and weaklings. If you continue to have this idea of following people's influence, you are not worthy of being my daughter!"
"Dad! You..."
Shourong wanted to argue again, but Shoucheng actually opposed her.
"Sister, you don't have to worry about my business! You don't know the virtues of my aunt's family? I won't flatter them. I don't believe it yet. Could it be that I won't be able to study medicine when I go to Agricultural University? I've thought about it.
, I have a classmate who has already been admitted to the Medical University. If I get a chance, I will just sneak in with him and listen..."
Shou Jingfang nodded happily after hearing this. "Good boy, this is my son!"
But Shourong was so angry that he pushed the bowl away. "You are really like father-in-law. You both want to save face and suffer the consequences. You would rather steal your art than ask for help. Are you stupid? How come my good intentions are treated like a donkey's liver and lung...
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Similar to the Shou family, in a small bungalow on Zaolin West Street in Xuanwu District, "Hongye", who was admitted to the university this year, is also a little troubled.
However, it was not that he was dissatisfied with his profession, but that he was worried about the future livelihood of his brothers.
"'Naughty', I have to report to school in March. What will you do in the future? You can't keep doing this. Not only are there more and more police, but there are also more and more people who are willing to cross the border to grab food.
The more you eat, the less delicious this bowl of rice will be..."
But the "naughty boy" was very free and easy, "Brother, don't worry about us. You can feel comfortable day by day, and do whatever you like! But to be honest, you are really the one among our 'players'!"
You have cheered up our men and gained a lot of face! Congratulations, your hard life has come to an end. Here’s a toast to you, brother..."
"Hongye" naturally couldn't live up to his brother's sincerity. As soon as they clinked their glasses, the two of them "walked away" with a full cup.
But even after drinking, he still couldn't let go of the knot in his heart, and he couldn't help mumbling to himself.
"No, I have to think of a way for you to rest assured. If this continues...you will have to go in sooner or later..."
"Naughty boy" is still heartless.
"Just go in, and you'll be in charge of the job. Brother, they say college students can become officials, and you'll be able to rise to the top in one fell swoop after the festival! Just study hard. Maybe if something happens to us in the future, we'll have to count on you to save us."
"Hongye" stared when he heard this.
"Fart! The Public Security Bureau is not run by our family? If you worry about this, you will really kill yourself! I feel even more uneasy, and I can't let you be so stupid that you end your life..."
"Naughty boy" scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Brother, let me just say that. In fact, I understand the truth. Just like last time when 'Red Boy' advised you to go to college, Bian'er and I were listening. What about severe punishment in the future... What crimes will be the main task of the police in the future?
Things like restoring the country and the economy...I remember them all. But even if he is right about these things, there is nothing we can do about it? In other words, the news he told you about resuming the college entrance examination is really useful..."
Unexpectedly, "Hongye"'s eyes lit up when she said this, and she was very excited.
"Hey, I remembered it as soon as you said it! Let's go find this kid! He has washed his hands in a golden basin, and he must have his own way of living! Besides, so do 'Chopper', 'Shunzi', and 'Three Jumps'
His brother, he can't just turn a blind eye..."
But then, he looked at the "naughty boy" a little hesitantly.
"...But I'm just worried that that guy is a master who won't let others. If there is any good way, he would just drag us brothers to do it together, but your position..."
Unexpectedly, "naughty boy" just smiled.
"Brother, I know how much I weigh. I can do whatever you tell me..."
As the saying goes, "There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever."
In the blink of an eye, "Hongye" and "Naughty Boy" are about to embark on different journeys in life. Similarly, the two policemen, Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin, are about to part ways. This day is actually the last night they are on duty together.
Dongzhuang Police Station, west of Yongdingmen Railway Station, Fengtai District.
Xing Zhengyi beat a bunch of snowflakes, rubbed his hands and breathed, then opened the door and walked into the office.
Zhao Zhenmin, who was reading the newspaper with a cigarette in his mouth, became happy when he saw him come in. "What's the matter, the future director has finished his inspection? Is it okay for someone who is celebrating the New Year to be so conscientious..."
"You kid, you're making fun of me again. Don't tell me, I had to wander around for a while. There was smoke in the courtyard on the west corner. Someone set off a cannon and set fire to an earthen box in the small kitchen, which almost set the linoleum on fire.
Thank you. It was finally timely and no major incident happened..."
"Hey, it's hard work! What can I say, I admire you the most! If you don't become a police officer, it will be a great loss to the people of the entire capital!"
"Okay, you, you bastard! Don't be angry with me. How can I compete with you? You will be transferred to the 'anti-pocket squad' soon. But I still have to stay here, grinding my teeth with the street aunts every day.
Woolen cloth."
"Comrade, don't be negative! This is all revolutionary work!"
Zhao Zhenmin looked sullen, but he also sincerely comforted him. "You have to think on the bright side. Director Qin is about to retire, and you are his most valued successor. I have arranged for you to attend short-term training classes. I will train you two more."
Years ago, the deputy director at the department level couldn’t run away..."
"That depends on Bad Shui'er's face! Besides, I don't like being a film policeman. It's all trivial. Are you willing for us to switch?"
"Tch, does it matter what I said? In fact, you just look too upright, and you look like a policeman. Otherwise, you just go with me..."
"Hmph! Just watch, I still have to go! My ultimate goal is to go to the Second Division (Investigation Division). That's where a good police officer should go!"
"That goes without saying, you can definitely do it! But now I'd better come here to warm myself up and get some dumplings..."
As he said that, Zhao Zhenmin took a lunch box from the heater and handed it to Xing Zhengyi. "The old man from the cafeteria, Liu, specially made it for us, pork and cabbage. But this box is not enough. I have already gone home to celebrate the New Year."
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Xing Zhengyi seemed to be really hungry, so he quickly grabbed two dumplings and stuffed them into his mouth. But then, he covered the lunch box, took it and walked out.
Zhao Zhenmin was surprised. "Hey, why are you going?"
Xing Zhengyi pulled the door open with his hand and swallowed his answer.
"There are two construction sites behind that are stealing pancakes. It's miserable enough to celebrate the New Year here. Let's give them the dumplings..."
Zhao Zhenmin became anxious when he heard this. "It's just those two bitches, do they deserve it? If you don't feed it to them yourself, is that okay?"
Xing Zhengyi didn't look back at all, and already stepped out of the door. "No matter how little they are toys, they are also human beings! If we want them to change their ways, we still have to treat them as human beings..."
"Bang", pulled by the spring, the office door hit. Xing Zhengyi's figure disappeared into the flying snowflakes...
In this world, police officers have their own rules, and assholes have their own ways of being assholes.
Xing Zhengyi treats others as human beings out of a noble professional ethics. However, there are some people who never treat others as human beings, which is out of animal instinct for survival.
Tuanhe Farm, Daxing County, suburbs of Beijing.
Seeing that the Spring Festival is approaching, inside the large wall surrounded by power grids, the government also wants to improve the food for the prisoners in the spirit of humanitarianism.
In the evening, we cooked a delicious meal of "two rice dishes" with millet and rice in the kitchen. Each person had two bowls. The dishes were fried cabbage and wide vermicelli stewed with pork. In addition, there were fifteen dumplings per person.
This extremely ordinary meal is simply a sumptuous "state banquet" for people who have only eaten bran noodles, steamed buns and cabbage soup for a long time.
So when the waiter "You San" just brought the food back from the kitchen, many pairs of greedy eyes in the dormitory were staring at the rice bowl and vegetable basin, eager to swallow the rice and vegetables in one bite.
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But "You San" didn't pity these hungry wolf-like educated people at all. He just ran to the bunk closest to the stove and respectfully invited "Dade He" who was lying down to get up.
"'Master De,' please get up and eat. Everything has been brought back..."
Then, when "Da De He" sat up and "You San" took the initiative to put on his shoes, the boy said, "It's time to open the pot, put the basin, put the basin."
"You San" first counted the dumplings. He consciously put twenty more dumplings in the "Big Dehe" basin, and then ten more dumplings in his own basin.
The same goes for the pork stewed with vermicelli. By the time "You San" finished pouring it into "Dadehe" and his own basin, a quarter of the big basin was gone, and it was all filled with the best pork belly pieces.
Under the gaze of everyone, no one of the dozen or so people in the room dared to say a word. "You San" glanced at them and waved his hand again, and then the two teachers next to him began to divide the heads of the rest of them.
At this time, "Da De He" seemed to have really come to his senses. He looked at his own basin and called "You San" over with a wave of his hand. He said in a low voice, "You kid, it's a bit weird to get so much meat from a tiger's mouth."
Is it over? It’s just one day a year, and you’re not afraid of rebellion below?”
"You San" chuckled flatteringly.
"Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit. They must be divided into three, six, and nine grades. This is normal. These bastards can each get four or five pieces of fat to eat. We are already merciful. You can't treat them as such.
Man! As long as you support me, I won’t be afraid of anyone. I will kill anyone who explodes with thorns..."
After saying that, he took out a small bottle from his arms and gave it to "Da De He", and a smell of wine came out at the same time.
"'Deye', please take your time and taste it, no one will check it today..."
"Da De He"'s eyes lit up instantly, and then he gave You San some more meat and dumplings in his basin.
"You've done your job beautifully, you deserve to eat more!"
"You San" laughed it off, squatted down with the rice bowl and ate. It looked like a dog wagging its tail and chewing bones...
The mysteries in life are difficult for most people to understand.
It is like a sweater knitted with wool of many colors. Even if a person wears it for a lifetime, it will be difficult to tell how many threads there are, how many colors are intertwined, and how they are intertwined.
Therefore, even in places that are not close to each other at all, or even places thousands of miles away from the capital, the fate of some people has already been predestined, and they will gradually get closer to each other and be closely intertwined in the future.
Perhaps, this is called destiny...
Longkou Village, Jiulong Mountain, Fangshan County, suburban Beijing.
On a hot kang connected to a stove in a small farmyard, Zhao Qing, who had run into the city to sell eggs the day before yesterday, was sound asleep. It was very warm here, and there was no need to worry about catching a cold even in the coldest month of winter.
In another room next door, a conversation between his parents was heard.
"What? Qing'er fell asleep again, and he hasn't worshiped his ancestors yet? Is he going to sleep? Wake him up!" This was the voice of an old man. Surprisingly, he had a Beijing flavor and a clear accent.
"Can it be okay after a while? Don't you know Qing'er? He gets tired easily and loves to sleep. He can even fall asleep while standing and talking. Just let him sleep more..." This is a local woman
His voice had a clear local accent.
"But this won't work. You've spent all your time sleeping, so why don't you do the real thing?"
"Let me see, you can sleep as long as you want. You won't disturb anyone. At most, you will get a few less work points at the end of the year. Compared with those guys who are sneaking around and pulling out garlic sprouts, our Qing'er is quite cute. Besides, he won't go to the city this time.
It's easy. I sold eggs to support my family for more than 20 yuan, and I have been doing it for half a year, so I should feel sorry for him..."
"Well, it's not that I don't feel sorry for my son. He is weak and can neither practice martial arts nor do work. But it is always good to read more books and practice calligraphy and painting. Isn't it better than dreaming about the world all day long? Is he sick?
!Absolutely not normal..."
"No way? The hospitals in the People's Commune have all checked, and nothing was found..."
"That barefoot doctor who was promoted from the countryside? What does he know? He can't even figure out whether there are flies in Africa or whether penicillin is penicillin..."
The child's mother was confused because of these unfamiliar terms.
"Dad, what did you say...congee? What Lin?"
The old man couldn't help but sigh.
"Hey, I can't tell you clearly. To put it bluntly, Qing'er's strange disease may only be cured by Shou Jing in the capital. Unfortunately, Shou's family has been raided long ago, and his whereabouts are unknown..."
Hulianggou, Liujiahe People's Commune, Yanchang County, Shaanxi Province.
The educated youth spots in the two earthen kilns were almost empty. Only two female educated youths from the capital were left, and they were unable to go home for the festival.
One of them is Shui Qing, the eldest daughter of the Lao Shui family in the west courtyard of Guanyin Yuan in Furuli, and the other is her classmate in middle school, Ran Liying, who is sick.
Outside the earthen kiln, a fierce cold wind kept blowing. Inside the house, under a large oil lamp, Shui Qing supported the lying Ran Liying and fed her ginger syrup.
Thinking of the beautiful face of the girl in her arms before, and comparing it with her current appearance, which is as haggard as a "human lamp" (a dialect used to describe a person who is extremely thin), Shui Qing felt anxious and worried.
Yes, Ran Liying, who was suffering from fever, no longer had any vitality on her face. On her face as pale as paper, only her big eyes were still attractive.
It's really surprising that a flower wilts so quickly. Seeing her miserable expression makes people feel really panicked.
The most worrying thing is that there is a little baby who is less than three months old beside her, and the sleeping baby is still a child who does not fit into the world...
"Qing'er, I'm sorry for you. You're so tired that you can't go home for the holidays. Originally, you should have brought your college admission notice and happily celebrated the New Year with your family..."
Suddenly, Ran Liying in Shui Qing's arms spoke, interrupting her grief.
"Xiaoying, what are you talking about? We are classmates and came from the capital together. Over the years, I have regarded you as my own sister. How could I ignore you? Don't worry, I will always
I will guard you until you recover from your illness..."
"Qing'er... you are so kind. You know, my family is gone... To be honest, if it weren't for this child, I would... never drag you down like this..."
"Stop talking nonsense, you should take good care of your health and live well for the sake of your children. I will go to the hospital in the People's Commune tomorrow and I will find a way to get you some medicine..."
Shui Qing suddenly felt that the wind exposed through the cracks in the window was a bit strong, so she tucked Ran Liying's quilt carefully.
But Ran Liying still coughed, and the sound was very heart-wrenching. And then she actually said, "Qing, I think I may not be able to get better. Can you... please promise me something?"
Shui Qing was afraid that she would have random thoughts, so he quickly coaxed her and said, "Why do you always worry so blindly? Just tell me anything, as long as I can do it..."
Ran Liying suddenly shed tears, "In case I die, I want this child to recognize you as his mother."
Shui Qing was stunned for a moment and said quickly, "Don't talk nonsense. How could you die? You will always be with your child..."
But an even more miserable expression flashed across the corner of Ran Liying's mouth.
"Don't blame me for thinking nonsense. What I mean is that in case, if I... really don't live long, I hope you can raise this girl for me. You must promise me that this kindness will last my whole life."
I can't repay you enough, in the next life...I will work as a cow or a horse for you..."
Shui Qing felt as if she had been burned with a soldering iron, and her whole body trembled. She couldn't bear to listen any more.
"Okay, as long as you promise me to rest in peace and recover, I will treat this child as my daughter! But when you get better, don't regret it..."
Ran Liying stared at Shui Qing for a long time, a smile of relief suddenly flashed across her face, and she finally fell down with relief.
Then she murmured, "Qing'er, no matter if we do it or kiss you, the child will call you mom from now on. Now I feel relieved and I really want to kowtow to you..."
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As she said that, her tears fell down again, and she closed her eyes in pain...