Police Chen Shu

When Chen Shu saw Shelly playing with his mobile phone by himself and occasionally giggling happily, he felt that he was really out of touch with the times, and there was a big generation gap with these post-00s young people.

After a few back and forth, Xiaoqiang had already drunk too much, but Chen Shu also knew from his mouth the reason why he traveled so far from Dongzhou to come here.

It turned out that after Chen Shu enrolled Xiaoqiang and Zhu Chaoran in the public examination training class, the two of them really took classes and studied seriously. But because of their educational background, they can only apply for the police (the recruitment standard of the police agency is a college degree).

Fortunately, the two of them are also willing to be police officers, but this is not something that you can get into if you just think about it. In a year and a half, the two of them were considered to be locals who flew back and forth, and those from other provinces came back after taking the exam, not to mention whether they passed the exam or not, the two of them never even went in for an interview.

In desperation, I heard that Nx Xinjiang has the lowest requirements in the country, and there is no need for exams. If the academic qualifications meet the standards, they will be assigned. After the two of them discussed it, they simply ran over.

In the end, I realized that this organization is called a career police officer. Although there is an organization, it is not a civilian police. If you want to be a policeman, unless you have a full-time undergraduate degree, you have to take an exam.

After thinking about it, Zhu Chaoran went back to Dongzhou first, planning to come back after the next exam. However, Xiaoqiang is really tired of the exams. He thinks about his career and makes it a career. As long as he can work steadily as a policeman for a lifetime, and can protect the people with a gun in an open and aboveboard, he will be able to fulfill his childhood dream, so he stayed.

I don't know why, Xiaoqiang, who retired from the army, used to be a good drinker, but this time he only drank a few bottles of Dawusu, and his mouth became a little louder when he talked.

Chen Shu thought for a while, and filled a glass for both of them, and said, "It's so far away, do you miss home?"

Xiaoqiang stopped raising his glass and didn't answer Chen Shu's question directly, but choked up and said: "Brother Shu, I just want to be a policeman! I have wanted to be a policeman since I was a child! If I can be a formal policeman in this life, I can If you work hard for the rest of your life, I will die in peace! Really, in this peaceful age, what profession can best realize the dream of a hero? Isn’t that the police?”

After finishing speaking, Xiaoqiang, who was flushed and had tears in his eyes, put down the large wine glass he had just drunk, supported his left shoulder with his right hand, and then carefully patted the non-existent dust.

Chen Shu knew that that place was where he hung the 95bu. gun before.

Half a year ago, at Xiaoqiang's home.

My mother was sitting on the sofa, but she was lying on her side on the armrest, crying selflessly.

The father had a sullen face, smoking a cigarette fiercely, and criticizing his wife: "What's wrong with Xinjiang, isn't it also in China? There are planes now, and it only took a few hours in the past. You can fly when you want your son." In the past, why were you crying so much? It’s not that you can’t afford the air ticket! Does it make your son feel at ease?”

After crying for a long time, my mother slowly got up, her mood was still a little unstable: "I objected when you didn't go to school to join the army, but who of you, the old and the young, has ever heard my words? Xiaoqiang, you are in the border guards. Every day, I can't sleep well at night, and I often have nightmares, dreaming about when you are on a mission."

Father looked out the window, Xiaoqiang lowered his head and remained silent.

The mother wiped away her tears: "Anyway, when you returned home after leaving the army, I finally slept well for a few days. But you did this again, Xiaoqiang, do you still have my mother in your eyes?"

The father turned around and persuaded: "Zuo Zongtang is not afraid of a white-haired old man, but Xiaoqiang, a young man, what are you afraid of? Besides, this is making a contribution to the country. Why are you so selfish as a teacher?"

The mother's eyes widened, and her voice suddenly became sharp: "Then you know he carried the coffin! I'm selfish! I'm selfish! What's wrong! I feel sorry for my son!"

After speaking, he cried loudly again.

The father shrank his neck and murmured, "That's not the same as now."

Xiaoqiang's parents are both local teachers in Dongzhou. One teaches history in high school and the other teaches mathematics in junior high school. Don't look at Xiaoqiang's academic performance is not very good, but he can be regarded as the upper half of a scholarly family.

As long as Xiaoqiang can remember, his father has never won a quarrel with his mother.

Seeing that his father, who had originally supported him, had lost his voice at this moment, Xiaoqiang tried to explain to his mother in a different way: "Mom, you also know that I didn't like reading when I was young. Now I'm in my twenties and I don't have a stable job. A while ago Every day you always urge me to find a girlfriend or go on a blind date, but do you know? With my status as a temporary worker in the police station, which serious family is willing to introduce their daughter to me?"

The mother babbled sadly: "Xiaoqiang, it's okay. Your dad and I still have some savings, and we can buy you a house and a car with all the money. As long as the girl is willing to live with you, you can add her name to the house and car."

Not allowing his mother to finish speaking, Xiaoqiang stood up and stiffened his neck, and said, "Mom, do you think your son is a worthless one? How long will I be gnawing on the old man! You want it, and I don't want it either!"

Seeing that his mother's mood eased a little, Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief, and then said seriously: "Mom, it's a fact that I always fail the exam because of poor grades, and it's also a fact that there is only one place in the whole of Huaguo that can provide staff. Everyone Everyone is rushing to sign up, if you miss it, you will never have another chance!"

Thinking of the registration and selection site for the exclusive Nx battlefield of the organization department, there were only a dozen or so people in the entire huge provincial venue, which was very different from the crowded registration venues in other provinces a few days ago. Xiaoqiang felt a little guilty, but the face The expression on his face was extremely anxious, as if if he didn't sign up today to finalize the matter, maybe it would go to waste tomorrow.

The mother finally stopped crying completely. She looked at her half-century husband and son who was so full of energy, and sighed: "You are my nemesis, go, go, go as far as you want, remember to call more and more!" go home."

Xiaoqiang looked happy, knowing that he had passed the test of his mother.

After all, the mother was a mother. She got up and went to the kitchen to bring a plate of peeled and sliced ​​apples, insisting on watching her son eat them.

She caressed her son's broad back distressedly: "I really don't trust you. You are only 26 years old and you have to go to such a far place to suffer. If you can't stay, don't come back because of face. The door is always open for you."

The father, who teaches history, was also very happy, and encouraged him: "Xiaoqiang, I respect your choice, and I am very happy that you have such an ambition. Dad has only one request."

Xiaoqiang grinned: "Hold your grandchildren earlier."

The mother wiped away her tears indiscriminately, broke through her tears and said with a smile: "If you really married a wife there, we will follow, so don't despise us."

Xiaoqiang opened his arms and hugged his mother like he did when he was a child: "Mom, thank you."