Chapter 44: Father and daughter kowtow to support)
At night, I was still lying on the sofa, holding my head in my hands and pillowing it behind my head, looking at the roof with the moonlight coming through the window.
Dong Li's only value is that he is from Zhengyang Police Station, and he has more or less information about the Police Department, but it is very limited.
If you put it this way, is Dong Li considered an anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese element?
But it doesn't look like it. The fact of smoking cigarettes looks like someone is using it to control Dong Li. Dong Li does not look like an anti-Manchu anti-Japanese element, but seems to be threatened.
If the anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese elements threatened Dong Li and asked him to work for them, then why did Chen Xiqiao still pay attention to Dong Li?
There was nothing interesting to see on the roof. Yu Jingque's eyes slowly turned to the bed, where her jade body was delicate and graceful.
"Hey, are you asleep?" Yu Jingque asked.
"Sleep."
"Can you still answer when you're asleep?"
"Then what are you asking? I was woken up by you even when I was sleeping." Ji Youning opened his eyes and looked at Yu Jingque on the sofa. In the darkness, both of them could only see each other's outline.
Yu Jingque said with a playful smile: "I can't sleep, so I want to chat with you."
"Don't you look down on us?" Ji Youning felt that the sun was coming out from the west, and Yu Jingque actually wanted to talk to him.
"It's just a joke, but it can't be taken seriously." Yu Jingque said shamelessly.
Perhaps Ji Youning was very satisfied with Yu Jingque's attitude of admitting his mistake. She changed her position on the bed, lying on her side and looking at Yu Jingque.
"What do you want to talk about?" Ji Youning asked in a low voice.
"Do you mind if we talk about your father's smoking?" Yu Jingque's words made Ji Youning want to turn his back on him, but there was no hint of ridicule in Yu Jingque's words, so he calmed down.
"Smoking big cigarettes is nothing to talk about, it's a harmful thing." Ji Youning said.
Yu Jingque half sat up from the sofa and said, "The end justifies the means?"
"When you get addicted to smoking, you don't just do whatever it takes..." Ji Youning obviously doesn't want to have more memories.
Dong Li smoked heavily and had no money. He was controlled by others later and seemed to be very organized.
But Dong Li can't provide more help, so why would someone pay a huge price to raise it? Is this common sense?
Is there any unknown secret behind Dong Li?
Yu Jingque believed that there was no such thing. If there was, it would be impossible for him to discover nothing in a few years.
Dong Li's character was an anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese element. It was not because Yu Jingque looked down on him, but he was not the material.
Check?
As a member of the Zhengyang Police Station, it is only natural to investigate a person whom I suspect.
As for whether Dong Li and Yu Jingque are friends?
That is also relative, as the old saying goes, if something happens to Yu Jingque, Dong Li will be the first to add insult to injury, and everyone knows it.
Chen Xiqiao only asked himself to pay attention to Dong Li, but did not ask him to investigate. What would he do if something bad happened? Chen Xiqiao was afraid that Chen Xiqiao would say that he was nosy.
"Why didn't you speak?" Ji Youning was anxious when he saw Yu Jingque didn't speak.
"No, I was just wondering what the smoke tastes like." Yu Jingque said with a smile.
These words made Ji Youning suddenly sit up from the bed, looked at Yu Jingque on the sofa and said, "You must never do anything stupid."
"Care about me?" Seeing Ji Youning's worried look, Yu Jingque laughed heartlessly.
Although Yu Jingque's laughter is very pleasant, from just now to now, it's basically like laughing.
But when it came to the big smoke issue, Ji Youning would not back down. She said, "Don't try it, don't even think about it, or I'll tell your father."
"Is it okay to file a complaint?" Yu Jingque said depressed.
"I'm serious." Ji Youning did not make any jokes with Yu Jingque about this matter.
"Okay, okay, I promise you, what about that?" Yu Jingque said seriously.
Seeing Yu Jingque put away his smile, Ji Youning believed Yu Jingque's words.
Ji Youning lay on the bed again, just like Yu Jingque did at the beginning, looking at the roof and muttering to himself: "I don't want to experience that feeling again."
"What does it feel like?" Yu Jingque asked.
"He is not like my father, like a stranger. In order to smoke a big cigarette, he actually knelt down and kowtowed to me."
"I knelt on the ground, and my father and I were kowtowing to each other. I begged him not to smoke, and he begged me to give him a puff."
Ji Youning's tone was neither sad nor happy. Maybe the sadness dissipated the moment she knelt down.
"Both of them had bloody foreheads on the ground. When he saw that I still didn't agree, he got up in anger and kicked me. I knelt on the ground and didn't move. After being kicked down, I continued to kneel."
"He...kicked me and it didn't hurt. He was soft and soft, as if he felt sorry for me. In fact, he was a walking zombie, skinny and bones, and not human at all."
"In the end, he secretly took another puff. His little wife gave it to him because she wanted him to die so that he could take away the family property and leave."
Yu Jingque asked: "Did you let her go?"
"Walk?"
"No, I used my last bit of money to give it to the people at the Fengtian Police Department and sent her to prison." Ji Youning's words were something Yu Jingque did not expect. Yu Jingque thought Ji Youning would let her go.
"What's wrong, are you surprised?" Ji Youning asked with a smile.
Yu Jingque nodded and said: "A little bit."
"So don't mess with me, I'm not easy to mess with." Ji Youning rarely made a joke.
"What happens next?" Yu Jingque realized this evening that he didn't seem to know Ji Youning at all.
Ji Youning laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Have you been to the mourning hall?"
In these troubled times and disaster years, dead people are commonplace, and some of them have a good relationship with Yu Mosheng.
Yu Mosheng went where Yu Mosheng could go, and where Yu Mosheng couldn't go, Yu Jingque also went there several times on his behalf. In the past two years, he was really no stranger to the mourning hall.
"Then you have seen that in the mourning hall, there is no worship, no incense burning, no family members paying tribute, and no mourning."
"Is there just a group of creditors who gather around coffins to collect debts?" Ji Youning's words did not seem to be about something she had personally experienced. She seemed to be a bystander, watching a scene with a cold eye.
Looking at Ji Youning on the bed, Yu Jingque discovered for the first time that she seemed not as fragile as he thought, she was...stronger.
"No wonder you were so excited just now." Yu Jingque said.
"I don't want to wear sackcloth and mourn again." Yu Jingque was not angry at Ji Youning's words.
Yu Jingque suddenly thought of something.
"A woman should be pretty and filial."
I don’t know what kind of style Ji Youning looks like when he puts on mourning clothes.
"Don't worry, no one will come out to ask for debts at the mourning hall." Yu Jingque's joke was as cold as the current weather in Bingcheng.
Seeing that Ji Youning didn't answer, Yu Jingque said slightly embarrassed: "Besides, you have to leave sooner or later. When the time comes, we will make peace with each other. It's not your responsibility to wear sackcloth and mourning."
"Promise me not to touch this thing even if I leave." Ji Youning's voice was filled with a hint of begging.
Begging?
Yu Jingque was surprised. It seemed that this incident had a great impact on Ji Youning.
"I promise you I won't touch him for the rest of my life." Yu Jingque had no intention of touching him at first, but now he could naturally promise Ji Youning.
Perhaps Ji Youning was very satisfied with Yu Jingque's answer, so he didn't speak anymore and fell asleep.