Free Days in Siheyuan

Not only did he not apologize afterward, but he also scolded his second brother for not walking with eyes and talking. He even bit back and slandered his second brother for deliberately rushing in front of their bicycle to blackmail someone.

He was really angry, so he followed them quietly to see where they were going, and saw them pushing the car into the police station.

He had always heard adults scare children before, saying that the police would arrest children who did bad things, so due to the fear of He and the unknown, their children never went near the police station when they played.

He was so angry that day that he overcame his fear and entered the police station.

As for how to get in?

It's also very simple. He can climb walls, and his wall climbing skills are very good.

It happened that the snow cleared by the police station some time ago was piled on the side near the outer wall, so he climbed up the wall along the snow pile.

After climbing up, he slid down the wall, and then while the guard was on the toilet, he sneaked into the shed and pulled out the valve cores of several people's bicycles.

It's just that he didn't expect those three people to go crazy. He originally just wanted to pull out the valve cores of a few people and take a small revenge on them.

I had already thought about it before I pulled it out, and after seeing how anxious they were, I would return it to them.

The only car repair stall nearby is my second brother's, and my second brother might be able to earn some cheer money from it.

I just didn't expect that the three people would become like that, let alone that the three adults were no more than children like him. They just didn't notice that the shed was in dilapidated condition, and most of the wood inside was rotten, yet they dared to move towards it with all their strength. Pillar kick.

To be honest, he later learned from his friends that the shed collapsed and three people were trapped inside. He was so frightened that he kept worrying about whether something would happen to the three of them. He would also be woken up by nightmares in the middle of the night, and he was always scared. Uneasy, thinking all day long whether the police will come to arrest him?

When the police found his home that day, although he was beaten, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When he said this, Xiaomao felt a little embarrassed.

After being taught by his father and brother, he already knew that he had done something wrong.

No matter what your starting point is, you should not steal people's things.

Zhang Yu touched his head and sighed in his heart, children raised in families with sensible elders are just different.

Although his starting point was different, it was still considered a petty theft. In a sensible family like his, not only would they educate their children immediately, but they would also explain clearly to them what should and should not be done.

He also personally demonstrates to his children what to do if they make mistakes. He will not get along with each other, nor will he favor his own children wholeheartedly. He will simply say "My children are still young, and it is not easy for my family" to fool them.

Many people cannot do this.

If the performance of Xiao Mao's father and brother in this matter is taken as a positive example, then the Jia family's handling of Bangge's stealing is an out-and-out negative example.

No wonder Bangge would later be called the "Holy Thief" of the Siheyuan.

Looking at the childish child in front of him, Zhang Yu felt childlike inexplicably and suddenly wanted to make a child.

He squatted down and greeted the other party in a very serious manner: "Hello, my name is Zhang Yu."

What children of Xiaomao's age can't bear the most is someone treating them like adults.

Zhang Yu didn't take them seriously like other adults. Instead, he communicated with him in a very friendly and serious manner as if he were with his peers.

All this excited Xiao Mao so much that he couldn't help but jump up. He jumped around excitedly for a long time before he suppressed his excitement, looked up at Zhang Yu's face, and replied seriously: "You... Hello, my name is Xiaomao."

Zhang Yu understood his excitement and solemnly repeated: "Okay, Comrade Xiaomao, hello."

With just one sentence, Xiao Mao, who was treated like an adult for the first time, was so excited that his face turned red.

Before Zhang Yu could continue to speak, he patted his chest and assured Zhang Yu that as a friend, he would protect him and let Zhang Yu rest assured that he could play nearby. With him around, no one would dare to bully Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu was also amused by the way his first mate took care of him, and followed his words: "Okay, then I will ask for Comrade Xiao Mao's protection."

Xiao Mao slapped his chest loudly: "Don't worry, I know everyone nearby, and I won't let anyone bully you."

"..."

"..."

The two of them were talking to each other. They obviously couldn't get along with each other, but they were chatting heartily.

Two hours later, Xiao Mao took a look at the sky and said goodbye to Zhang Yu with some embarrassment.

"I have to go home. My elder brother will be anxious if I go back late."

"Goodbye then, Comrade Xiaomao, we'll talk another day." Zhang Yu extended his hand to bid him farewell.

But Zhang Yu's words about "let's talk about it some other time" made Sheng Xiaomao's eyes light up and he said in surprise: "Really! Will you come out to play with me another day?"

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed with unusual certainty: "Of course, we are good friends, aren't we?"

"Yes, yes, we are good friends." Xiao Mao nodded crazily and replied extremely firmly.

Zhang Yu was so cute by his appearance that he couldn't help but pat his head again, stuffed a few White Rabbit candies into his pocket, and then said, "It's getting late, go back quickly."

"Well, I'll come and play with you tomorrow!" Xiao Mao's voice came from afar.

Seeing Xiao Mao disappear from his eyes, Zhang Yu suddenly felt a little lonely.

But soon it was too late for him to grieve over the spring and autumn, because he had finally completed the reports he had left behind for his uncle, and when he thought he could finally slow down and enjoy life, Zhao Wenzhuo found him again. other jobs.

Including but not limited to writing certain applications for him, this year's summary, and what's more, there are also several reviews that I don't know when he was fined.

Seeing that his desk, which he had just emptied after working for several days, was piled up with various documents after he went out for a trip, Zhang Yu wanted to run away immediately. But as if he had expected that he would not give in easily, his uncle had already been waiting at the door. After seeing Zhang Yu, without saying a word, he directly used his own strength as a tool to force Zhang Yu into his seat. superior.

Feeling the two iron hands placed on his shoulders by his uncle, and looking at the pitiful and flattering look on his face, Zhang Yu sighed helplessly, took out a pen to draw ink, and turned his head. He looked at his uncle and asked suspiciously: "Uncle, are you really not afraid that if someone finds out about letting me substitute a pen, you will be criticized for writing a self-criticism?"

Zhao Wenzhuo grinned and said nonchalantly: "What's the point? We are a bunch of big men who don't know each other. If I hand it in on time and don't let them help write it, they will be thankful. There are so many more." Require?"

Zhang Yu choked at Zhao Wenzhuo's words. He had fooled him into doing all these things before.

Seeing a lot of work in front of him, Zhang Yu asked tentatively: "Uncle, why don't you do it as before?"

Zhao Wenzhuo shook his head violently, with annoyance on his face: "No, the previous method won't work now. I had too much time last year. The old leader has already said that if I dare to hand it over like this again, he will come over and watch. I've finished writing."

The pity in Zhao Wenzhuo's words almost overflowed, and Zhang Yu fell into silence completely after listening.

Zhang Yu also knew a little about Zhao Wenzhuo and the old leader of Director Wu. He was a private school teacher in the early years. Although he later joined the army, he always claimed to be a scholar and would not get angry easily. Since Zhao Wenzhuo can make him To come up with such a cunning trick, it is obvious that this has been done more than once.

It's just that Zhang Yu still didn't want to accept this hot potato, so he turned to look at Director Wu's office and asked in a low voice: "I don't think Uncle Wu has written anything. Uncle, do you want to ask him what he can do? Let’s see if he has other options in this regard, or if you two can join forces and do something that doesn’t punish everyone.”

After hearing what Zhang Yu said, Zhao Wenzhuo snorted disdainfully: "He is not as good as me. I wrote a little last year, but he didn't write at all.

The old leader was so angry with him last year that he took off his shoes and threw them at him. He also said that if he dared not write again this year and helped him cover up, his name would be written backwards. "

"Cough, cough..." Zhang Yu was shocked and couldn't help coughing. Good guy, why didn't he realize before that his uncle and Director Wu were actually a pair of "crouching dragons and phoenixes".

Thinking of the scene his uncle had just described, Zhang Yu couldn't help but mourn for the two old leaders. He had done so many sins in his previous life to get involved with such two subordinates. He probably wiped the butts of these two people a lot in the past. .

Zhao Wenzhuo seemed to have not seen Zhang Yu's face. He pointed at Director Wu's office and said proudly: "With you here, Xiaoyu, I will be different from your Uncle Wu this year. Hum. This year I won’t be scolded along with him.”

What he said made everyone get carried away. If the oppressed person was not himself, Zhang Yu would probably applaud him and praise him for his cleverness.

But given the current situation, Zhang Yu really couldn't laugh.

He looked back at the younger son of the Wu family who had the same problem as him. No matter how great the contrast between the two was, it couldn't make him happy anymore.

At this time, I don’t know if Zhao Wenzhuo ignored it on purpose or if he really didn’t see it. As if nothing happened, he lightly patted Zhang Yu’s shoulder twice, and then showed a look of trust: “Xiaoyu, I I still have something to do, so I’ll go and get busy first, and I’ll leave this to you.”

Looking at Zhao Wenzhuo's retreating back, Zhang Yu sighed helplessly again, squeezed the pen hard, lowered his head, pulled out a notebook from a pile of messy documents, and started writing.

At this moment, a man's voice came: "Comrade police, I want to report a crime."

Zhang Yu followed the sound and saw a man in his thirties pushing open the door and entering. His face was full of anger and surprise.

As soon as he heard that someone had reported the crime, Lao Huang (the old policeman who appeared when he was arresting the special agents in the previous article) had not finished handling the work at hand, and could not find time for a while. He pushed the apprentice next to him and motioned for him to take over.

After receiving the signal from his master, Liu Dali took the notebook on the table and walked out.

Because the institute arrested a group of people who were making trouble today and several interrogation rooms were occupied, Liu Dali dealt with them directly in the big office.

"What is your name?"

"Comrade police, my name is Zhu Fei." the man replied.

Then before Liu Dali could continue to ask, the man slapped the table and said angrily: "Comrade police, you must make the decision for me, and you must catch the liar who killed a thousand people.

He deceived me so miserably. He defrauded me of all my savings. The money was all my mother had saved for me to get a wife. Without that money, how could I get a wife? "

The man started crying as he spoke: "Father! Mother! I'm sorry for you. My son is unfilial and can no longer carry on the family lineage of our Zhu family. Don't blame me. If you do, blame that damn liar..."

Liu Dali just listened quietly to Zhu Fei's narration at first and was not in a hurry to interrupt.

But when he heard the other party crying for his father and mother, and even telling his parents not to look for him at night, but to find the liar if they did, he was a little speechless.

To prevent him from continuing, Liu Dali quickly interrupted him.

"Comrade Zhu Fei, don't worry, we will help you find the liar as soon as possible."

Zhu Fei wiped his tears, blew his nose, and said with a slight sigh: "Thank you, comrade police, thank you, comrade police."

As the other party's mood gradually calmed down, Liu Dali began to ask Zhu Fei some professional questions to guide him to gradually restore the truth of the matter.

It turned out that the scammer had proactively contacted Zhu Fei, saying that he had a batch of "good things" in his hands and could definitely make money.

He originally wanted to eat it himself, but who made him and Zhu Fei hit it off immediately, so he was willing to give up part of his interests just to make friends with Zhu Fei.

He also said that the things in his hands were definitely profitable. As long as Zhu Fei ate these things, he would definitely get double or even triple the profit when he resold them.

That is Zhu Fei, but if it were anyone else, he would never be willing to sell these "good things" in his hands.

Zhu Fei was lucky, but he was deceived by the liar's brother and brother. He believed the liar's lies and spent all his savings over the years to buy what the other person called "good things."

However, the scammer did not want to cooperate with Zhu Fei. After defrauding Zhu Fei of his savings for many years, he only left him with a batch of fake goods.

When he bought things with those fakes, he couldn't use them at all.

Liu Dali didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was just a simple fraud. But as he asked, Lao Huang, who was sitting next to him, realized something was wrong.

This Zhu Fei never made it clear from beginning to end what he bought from a scammer?