Police Chen Shu

Chapter 640 Zhu Yiba’s Secret

Dongzhou City, a military guest house in the suburbs.

Zhu Yiba straightened his collar, knocked on the ajar door and walked into room 601.

This is a suite. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a living room of more than ten square meters, which is filled with red solid wood furniture that is deliberately aged. In terms of style, it is just like the image given to people by the Chinese army, simple yet majestic.

Zhu Yiba walked to the window and opened the curtains. Through the window, he could see the military training ground outside. It was the afternoon physical training. Some were doing horizontal and parallel bars in the equipment area, and some were running the 400-meter obstacle course and flipping tires. The recruits were running circles around the big fuck field under the leadership of the squad leader, and a few were kneeling. Vomiting on the edge.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yiba couldn't help but feel a familiar feeling in his heart.

He used to be a soldier who trained every day, and he was still the best.

Standing next to him were equally outstanding comrades-in-arms, Xiaopang, Huangmao and the factory director.

I don’t know which end they are at now, are they okay?

"Xiaoba, are you here?"

An old man with half-white hair walked out of the back room, holding a brown pottery jar in his arms. The jar is not big, probably about the size of two or three basketballs.

Zhu Yiba quickly stepped forward and helped put the wine jar on the ground.

The old man straightened up, patted his lower back, and walked to the edge of the sofa to sit down.

"Dad." Zhu Yiba greeted in a low voice.

"Dad, it's okay. I can still carry this weight. By the way, your grandma brewed this wine at home. She knew I was coming to see you this time, so she asked me to bring it here." The old man pointed at the wine jar and smiled. road.

"Is grandma okay?"

"She's still the same. This time your mother and I went to our hometown to ask her to come and live with us. But we couldn't resist it. She said she slept soundly in the bed in our hometown, so she refused to come over. Maybe you have such a bad temper. Inherit it from your grandma.”

"Um."

After saying a few words, the room became quiet again.

"Are you used to staying here? When are you going back with me?" The old man followed Zhu Yiba's gaze and looked outside at the training ground, hesitated for a while, and asked.

"It's pretty good here." Zhu Yiba's eyes were calm, looking at the soldiers training in full swing outside, and for the first time he felt that he was no longer young.

"Well, I have taken care of the affairs of your comrades. Those who are married have arranged for their wives to join the local civil service, and everything has been settled. Those who want to take care of the children do not need to ask for leave, they can go home directly. The one who is not married , and placed his sister in their best middle school. As long as he doesn’t make mistakes, he can go to their No. 1 middle school in high school.”

As he said that, the old man smiled and said, "This little girl also said that she will become a soldier in the future."

Although Zhu Yiba was looking out the window, he raised his ears and listened carefully, saying: "Is she Xiaopang's sister? Silly, why should I become a soldier?"

boom.

A short but tall guard walked in quickly.

When I first saw the old man receiving guests, I paused, then turned around 180 degrees and walked out.

"stop."

The old man shouted to stop and said with a smile: "Why are you still so rough? Tell me, what's the matter?"

The guard turned around. His complexion was slightly dark, but his face was straight and his facial features were three-dimensional and clear.

He curiously glanced at Zhu Yiba, who was sitting opposite the old man, and felt that their faces were somewhat similar. Then he turned to report to the old man: "Mr. Zhu, someone from the Ninth Bureau is here. He is waiting in the tea room downstairs. Say I came specifically to find you."

"You let them come in," the old man paused, then said again, "Just tell me to wash my face and come down right away."

The guard stood at attention and said "yes", turned around and ran away.

"Where's Brother Lin?" Zhu Yiba asked after the others left.

"I've gone to do some work for you, and I'm still accompanying you to socialize there." The old man said softly.

In a humane society like China, no matter how high your position is, once things happen in a different place, they are not as important as the current management. This kind of purposeful social interaction must be prepared not only for the first time, but also every year. It not only shows the other party that one is always thinking about the state of the person being cared for here, but also expresses gratitude for the other person's care this year.

Zhu Yiba, who grew up in a college, knows all this, knows the meaning of "you", and also knows that this social favor is a very important favor, and may even last for ten years, even to the children of his comrades. Be an adult.

The room fell silent again.

The old man stood up and patted his sleeves, looking at his son with concern in his eyes: "This is not your fault, we have done enough."

He has a tall and straight body. Although time has left many marks on his body, he still shows a military demeanor and tenacity.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no answer from his son.

The guests downstairs were still waiting, and the old man said slowly: "Ninth Bureau, do you want to go?"

The old man knew his son's nature. Local management organizations like the police were just a temporary transitional place, like an injured bird flying to the nest behind to recover. Only active duty is his true destination.

"You can't fire a gun. Going there is just a joke." Zhu Yiba stretched out his right hand and looked at it seriously, then shook his head and refused.

The old man was also straightforward. Seeing that his son had made a decision, he no longer hesitated and walked out. When he was leaving, he only heard a weak "thank you" from behind.

Is it to thank him for arranging the work of the Ninth Bureau, or to thank him for arranging the families of his comrades?

The old man only hesitated for a second, and said simply without looking back: "Don't thank me, I can't give you honor, but the hero's family should be properly settled."

After saying that, he left, and the door was gently closed.

After a while, faint sobbing could be heard in the room.

At night, Jiangbin Road.

The neatly dressed Zhu Yiba followed the SWAT team on patrol on the road. He had the bonus of the police dog Da Hui. He was watched by many little girls or older girls along the way.

Occasionally, there are a few young ladies wandering on the roadside, and then they use the excuse of visiting the police dog to get close to Zhu Yiba, and carefully hand over their WeChat messages.

After several trips, Zhu Yiba also gained a lot. His good friend Chen Chuan stood beside him and laughed and teased him several times. Big Hui's trainer Yan Song was also envious.

Zhu Yiba just shrugged. He didn't like those girls that much, but their smiles and their happiness made him feel inexplicably satisfied.

Not only because they were girls, the citizens on the riverside were enjoying this moment with peace of mind and contentment, and taking their families for a pleasant walk after dinner also made him feel at ease.

Chen Shu, the deputy captain who led the team, also spent his own money to treat everyone to eat fried noodles and beef soup at a night stall female owner who was said to be a public servant after the routine patrol.

Zhu Yiba has been in Dongzhou for a long time. From the beginning, it was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, touching here and there, and it was very novel. Then I took the Dongzhou Light Rail. I didn’t know how to buy a ticket at the time. I researched at the station for a long time but couldn’t figure it out.

Because passengers coming and going all take out their mobile phones and "click" them.

All this was completely different from the border life he had lived for many years.

Later, when I was on duty, I followed the team to patrol the riverside. It was still dusk when I set out on the road. After walking back and forth, the sky became dark, and then all the lights in the row of lights specially for people to walk suddenly came on.

Golden lights covered the roads and buildings along the river in an instant. There are many tall buildings on the bank here and on the opposite bank. There are many colorful and flashing neon lights upstairs.

It was a bit like the stars he saw when he looked up while patrolling the mountains on the border, but it was also a grand scene in the world that he had never truly appreciated.

Only when you have experienced it can you know how to cherish it.

Sitting on a small stool by the roadside, listening to his colleagues around him talking about the interesting topic of "National Football Team = National Games Balancer", while eating fried noodles and drinking beef soup, Zhu Yiba suddenly felt that the sacrifice of his comrades was worth it.

I don’t know why, but tears fell silently into the soup;

He didn't know why, but at that moment he thought of his comrades guarding the border again.

I am so happy that the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Zhu Yiba chewed the beef in his mouth, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart. The right hand holding the chopsticks seemed to be less shaky.

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