Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

"Fine." The car thief sighed helplessly. He was at the mercy of others, what else could he do?

Moreover, his hands are now tied and a urea bag is over his head, so he can't run away or see anything. He can't do anything except sit obediently in the back seat of the car.

Chen Jianshe looked flustered and puzzled. Judging from his father's expression, was he preparing to bring the person home?

Are you kidding me?!

The bicycle has been found, why don't you hurry up and leave? Why bother with a bicycle thief?

But when faced with Chen Deshun's stern gaze, he ultimately didn't dare to ask the question in his heart, and could only get on his bicycle and silently follow behind.

After riding for a while, Chen Jianshe noticed something amiss.

Something's not right. This isn't the way home. If I wanted to go home, turning left at that fork in the road would have been closer.

I couldn't help but wonder, where is Dad taking the car thief?

Chen Deshun was unaware of and didn't care about Lao San's ulterior motives. He pedaled his bicycle at a leisurely pace while chatting casually with the car thief on the back seat.

"Hey, car thief, what's your name? How old are you?"

"...Li Wei, twenty-two."

"Judging from their accent, they don't seem to be locals."

"I was sent to the countryside in Northeast China in 1979 and returned home. What about you?"

"My situation is much more complicated than yours. Aren't you educated youth supposed to be assigned jobs after returning to your hometowns? Why did you decide to do this?"

Starting in the 1950s, the government launched the Down to the Countryside Movement, which was essentially aimed at alleviating the urban employment pressure brought about by the first population birth peak.

In 1979, a large number of educated youth returned to the cities, coinciding with the second population boom bringing in a new labor force to the market. The combination of these two factors created a huge unemployed youth population.

There are 20 million unemployed people across the country, including more than 400,000 unemployed youth in Beijing alone, meaning that on average, one person in every two to three households is unemployed.

Being unemployed and idle can easily breed chaos and is a highly unstable factor.

Therefore, job placement has become a top priority.

The authorities have mandated that all government agencies, enterprises, and public institutions meet certain targets for receiving and resettling unemployed youth.

They recruit a wide range of long-term temporary workers and advocate "two people doing one person's work," using a "low wage, wide employment" approach to ensure that one salary covers three to five people.

Develop the collective economy, vigorously establish collectively owned economic entities such as street factories and labor service companies, and open up new employment channels.

Li Wei returned to his hometown in 1979, and now it's 1980. According to the instructions from above, Li Wei should not be unemployed.

Sitting idly is a waste of time, so chatting can help to shift one's focus. In addition, Chen Deshun is a conversationalist who doesn't annoy people, so Li Wei's guard gradually lowered.

Through seemingly casual conversation, Chen Deshun quickly got a general idea of ​​Li Wei's personal situation.

Li Wei's father was originally a worker at the Second Machine Tool Factory. In 1972, he died in a workplace accident while trying to save an apprentice.

My mother used to be a textile factory worker. Due to long-term overwork and the blow of her husband's early death, she developed a serious kidney disease. Now she is unable to work and needs to take expensive Chinese medicine for a long time to keep her alive.

Li Wei returned to the city just as the peak season for educated youth to find employment was approaching, making it extremely difficult to find work.

After waiting for several months, I finally got a temporary job at a small factory in the neighborhood, with a monthly salary of 32.5 yuan.

But his mother's monthly medical expenses alone amount to nearly forty yuan.

With his father's pension and the family's savings running out, he had no choice but to take the risk of becoming a pickpocket in order to keep his mother from stopping her medication. He has been doing this for six months and has not been caught yet.

To be honest, after listening to Li Wei's story, Chen Deshun remained silent for a long time, and even slowed down his pedaling speed. He felt very uncomfortable.

No matter what era or dynasty, there are always honest people who are driven to despair.

The story of the dragon slayer becoming the dragon himself is just as common as that of fairy tales.

My mind involuntarily drifted to my past life, where I toiled my whole life only to end up with a tragic fate.

His children were not even half as filial as Li Wei.

At one point, Chen Deshun was genuinely moved with compassion and considered letting him go.

However, this thought was quickly nipped in the bud by reason.

First of all, Li Wei is a thief, and he is unsure how much of Li Wei's words are true and how much are false.

Secondly, breaking the law is breaking the law, and there is no excuse to cover up the fact that the law has been violated.

Finally, he has to be responsible for his own safety; who knows what trouble it will cause if he is released.

"Have we arrived yet?"

Feeling the bicycle suddenly slow down and then stop, Li Wei, with a urea bag over his head, asked.

Chen Deshun casually made up an excuse, saying, "No, wait a moment, I'm going to relieve myself by the roadside."

After saying that, he winked at Chen Jianshe behind him, signaling him to keep an eye on the man.

Chen Jianshe nodded blankly, staring at the police station gate, too shocked to speak.

No wonder the road seemed more and more familiar as I rode my bike here.

Looking back now, wasn't this the way to the police station?

I had only been out of the police station for a short time when I returned here.

So Dad wanted to send this guy in!

Chen Jianshe looked at Li Wei, whose head was covered with a urea bag, his eyes filled with sympathy.

This guy is really unlucky; he got sold out and doesn't even know why.

But thinking about the utterly devastated look on this guy's face when he finds out the truth, I suddenly feel like laughing...hehe...

the other side.

Chen Deshun walked into the police station, looked around, and saw a somewhat familiar figure in the corridor. It seemed to be the police officer who had helped Huang Jiabang lift the second and fourth sons onto the tricycle before.

Zheng Yi hadn't rested since returning from the Huang family. He had been interrogating people all night, and now his mouth was dry. He came out to get a glass of water and catch his breath.

I had just taken a sip of water when I looked up and saw Chen Deshun standing at the door, and my eyes lit up.

There are still many aspects of the Huang family's case that require Chen Deshun's cooperation, and they were worried about not being able to find him, so this saves them the trouble of looking for him.

Before Zheng Yi could even walk over, Chen Deshun had already strode forward, grabbed his arm, and pulled him outside.

"Comrade, what's wrong with you...?"

"I caught a car thief!"

As he walked, Chen Deshun briefly recounted how his bicycle had been stolen and how he had waited for the thief to come to him.

Standing at the entrance of the police station, Chen Deshun pointed to Li Wei, who had a urea bag over his head, not far away.

"Here you go, I've brought the car thief to you."

As he spoke, he stuffed all the tools he had found on Li Wei, such as wire, knife, and loose change, into Zheng Yi's hand.

Zheng Yi looked at the thing in his hand, then at the guy in the distance with a "urea bag" covering his upper body, and was a little confused for a moment.

...What's going on? Are people this aggressive now? After catching a thief, they even pack up and deliver the goods to his door?

After a few seconds, he came to his senses and solemnly said to Chen Deshun, "Comrade Chen, rest assured, we will definitely give you justice!"

Since nothing was lost, Chen Deshun must have arrested the person to seek justice, which is within the duties of the police.

Chen Deshun shook his head and lowered his voice, saying, "Officer Zheng, you've misunderstood. This guy didn't just steal my car; they have a theft gang. Their leader's name is... Xizhimen Old Gun, anyway, he hangs out around the Xizhimen train station area."

"Oh, right," Chen Deshun added, as if suddenly remembering something, "He has an accomplice who's drunk and sleeping at his house right now. If you get there before dawn, you might be able to catch him."

A theft gang? Xizhimen Railway Station? Old-timers?

Zheng Yi's pupils constricted sharply, his face filled with excitement, and he grabbed Chen Deshun's hand: "Comrade Chen, are you telling the truth?"

Recently, pickpocketing cases have been frequent in the Xizhimen Railway Station area, with passengers often losing their bags and money.

If it were just a matter of losing things, that would be one thing, but there's no train station in the whole country that can guarantee that nothing will be lost.

What's infuriating is that a major incident occurred at Xizhimen Railway Station just three days ago.