Siheyuan: I am so good that I became a god of war

At around nine o'clock, Ding Weidong packed up and went to the steel rolling mill.

Ding Weidong plans to stay at the steel mill tonight because he has something to do tomorrow. There is a camp bed in his office, which is very convenient.

As for the cold climate, there is a coal stove in the house and a metal chimney leading to the outside, so there is no need to worry about gas poisoning or the like.

At four o'clock the next morning, Ding Weidong took ten people on a truck. He drove directly to the police station and met Deputy Director Qian and others there.

There was no carport on the car at this time. There was no other way, so it had to be like this so that people on the road could see what was going on in the car.

Ding Weidong was no longer driving, and a public security officer was driving instead. Ding Weidong and the former director were sitting in the cab.

"Weidong, six people will be executed this time. I'm one of the executors." Deputy Director Qian said, "You will lead these public security personnel on guard later."

"You also came back from the battlefield, so I don't need to explain this to you. Many police stations have sent people here this time."

In this era, the public security personnel were responsible for executing people by firing squad. It was not until 1982 that the armed police took over. Now, they usually hire veterans, such as those who have returned from the battlefield.

Deputy Director Qian returned from the Northwest battlefield after many years. He was an ordinary public security officer and had performed such tasks many times.

"It's okay, just focus on your mission. You won't use your service gun, will you?" Ding Weidong asked with a little curiosity.

"Yes, just use my service gun. There is only one bullet in it. It has been processed." Deputy Director Qian said, "It can save the prisoner some pain."

As they were talking, they arrived at the court and met with the court staff. The ten people brought by Ding Weidong and the public security personnel from the police station were responsible for receiving the prisoners escorted out and putting them in the car.

They were escorted by two people each on a truck to the execution ground.

As a leader, Ding Weidong had to watch over the place where the prisoners were escorted out so as to take care of them. Ding Weidong asked Gao Yiheng and Zhong Chongshan to pay more attention, and he went into a large yard.

The six prisoners were each in a small room. Their families were waiting outside. The prisoners were eating their last meal before execution. Ding Weidong checked them one by one. Finally, he saw Xu Damao in a small room.

At this time, Xu Fugui and Wen Guilan were waiting outside. There were bailiffs beside them, asking them not to make any sound.

Ding Weidong came over and saw Xu Damao at the window. This guy seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant, and now he looked about the same age as Xu Fugui.

Xu Damao was wearing handcuffs and leg irons, sitting at a small table, on which was a bowl of rice, a small bowl of braised pork, and a small bowl of cabbage and tofu.

There was also a small bowl of white wine next to it, about one or two taels. In fact, that was the point. We couldn't let the criminal get drunk before the execution.

Xu Damao stared blankly at everything in front of him, as if he were in a dream. How could he, a cool projectionist, become a death row prisoner waiting to be executed in the blink of an eye?

This must be a dream, this must be a dream. This was the only thought in Xu Damao's mind at the moment. There were two public security officers in the house, and two more standing at the door.

"Xu Damao, eat quickly. You'll have time to see your family later. If you have anything to say, leave it." A public security officer said, "Eat at least a little even if you can't eat."

There is one thing that cannot be said in this era, that is, you cannot travel on an empty stomach, and you cannot die of hunger.

Of course Xu Damao had heard of such things, but he just thought of them as jokes at the time. But now it has happened to him.

Xu Damao, who was always timid, couldn't eat anything at this moment. He picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks with great effort and put it into his mouth. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he vomited.

The two policemen in the room were already used to this kind of situation. Xu Damao's vomiting actually sobered him up a little.

"Comrade police, what can I do to avoid being executed?" Xu Damao asked.

"You need to have made significant contributions." A public security officer said, "If you can't eat, then spend time with your parents. Talk to them more."

"Parents? To make meritorious service? Yes. Yes. I want to report the criminals." Xu Damao yelled, "You can't kill me..."

The two public security officers looked at each other, and one of them went out from the back. Soon, he came in with three people, including the judge and the prosecutor.

"I am reporting my father Xu Fugui. I learned all these bad things from him. He used to have a lover in Dayao Village. This woman is a widow named..."

"There was also Xu Fugui who served as Lou Hongyi's lackey. He even killed a rival in the year just after liberation... By the way, that rival was called Jiang Yushan, and he was a dealer in iron ore."

In order to save his life, Xu Damao confessed everything about Xu Fugui.

The judge and the prosecutor looked at each other and nodded, saying, "Xu Damao will not be executed for the time being. He will be taken back to the prison!"

Xu Damao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, knowing that his life was saved for the time being. At this moment, Xu Damao thought that living one more second was good.

Xu Fugui and Wen Guilan were waiting outside to see Xu Damao. They were both thinking about what to say when they saw Xu Damao, but they didn't know what to say after thinking about it.

At this moment, the door opened and a prosecutor walked out. In fact, everyone was wearing the same uniform, except for the words on the badge on their chest.

"Who is Xu Fugui?" asked the prosecutor.

"I'm Xu Fugui." Xu Fugui asked nervously.

"Xu Damao reported that there was something wrong with you. The execution of ** is now suspended. Come with me and we will get to the bottom of your problem." The prosecutor said calmly.

These words made Xu Fugui and Wen Guilan feel like they were struck by lightning. They never expected Xu Damao to do this.

But they all knew in their hearts that Xu Fugui would not be able to withstand the investigation. "This evil creature!" Xu Fugui said in despair.

At this time, two public security officers came over and put a pair of handcuffs on Xu Fugui. Wen Guilan was driven out. She looked distraught, as if she had lost her soul.

Ding Weidong was quite impressed. He shook his head and walked out of the yard. Zhong Chongshan and his men were waiting on both sides of the yard, waiting for the bailiffs in the yard to escort the people out.

Soon five people were escorted out, one in each truck. Two public security officers stood on the side, and two more stood guard behind them.

The prisoner was originally wearing shackles, but the shackles were removed and replaced with heavy clothes tied up, with a death sign stuck behind his back.

Ding Weidong got on the steel mill's truck. The driver was a police officer from his own police station. Zhong Chongshan was also in the driver's seat. As for Deputy Director Qian, he got on another car.

It was about six in the morning, and we arrived at a **. A mass meeting of 10,000 people was held here. The people were sentenced to death, and then they were taken to the execution ground.

In fact, on the way to the execution ground, there was a parade. The motorcade drove slowly along certain streets, and both sides of the road were lined with people watching the excitement.

At 11 o'clock, the convoy arrived at a pre-arranged wilderness. In fact, it was a low-lying mass grave. Most of the graves of the owners here had been moved away.

The five ** criminals were taken to a low place and knelt down. The death cards were taken away. Someone took their photos. The court and the prosecutor went through the final procedure, which was to verify their identities again. Then five gunshots were heard.

Five prisoners fell to the ground, their legs still twitching. A forensic doctor came forward to confirm whether the prisoners were dead, and someone else was taking pictures.

After all this was done, the team started to return. As for those ** and the like, [too much sensitive content, cannot be output further]

"You still want to see? You are dreaming!" Li Qingyu carried Xiaoyuer over and said, "Walk by yourself!" Xiaoyuer pouted, but didn't dare to go against Li Qingyu.

When they got home, Xiao Yuer dragged the rocking horse out and started swinging it at the door. When Li Qingyu came back, she bought a bunch of winter vegetables and started picking them at the door. Ding Weidong was sitting on a chair at the door, reading a book in the sun.

"Brother Dong, how about making dumplings with black cabbage tonight? Boil the black cabbage in boiling water... Please give me flowers...

"No, I don't want to eat black vegetables." Xiao Yuer jumped off the rocking horse and shouted, "It's so bitter! Sister, we don't want to eat black vegetables!"

"You've chosen it. Okay, okay." Li Qingyu said unhappily, "Then I'll pack some cabbage for you." "Thank you, sister!" Xiao Yuer kissed Li Qingyu's cheek.

Just when the family was having a great time, a couple in their fifties walked into the yard and soon came to Ding Weidong and his friends.

"Li Qingyu!"

The woman had a look of resentment on her face, but soon she put on a flattering smile: "Qingyu, it's me, I'm your aunt..."

"I don't have an aunt, and I don't recognize you." Li Qingyu said coldly: "I still remember you said at the time that my mother has no blood relationship with you. Why should I live in your house!"

Ding Weidong had heard Li Qingyu talk about this past. Li Qingyu was only a few years old when her father passed away. Li Qingyu's mother took her back to her parents' home.

Who would have thought that the eldest sister and two brothers would not help the mother and daughter at all and would not even let them into the house.

Li Qingyu's grandmother remarried to the Zhang family with Li Qingyu's mother. Now that her grandmother and grandfather have passed away, it is impossible to ask these three people for help.

Moreover, Li Qingyu's uncle and second uncle drove Li Qingyu and her mother out of the house. Fortunately, she married Ding Weidong's father later, otherwise the mother and daughter would have suffered a miserable fate.

"Qingyu... In that situation, no one could help anyone." The woman laughed dryly and continued, "Now my aunt doesn't expect anything else from you. See if you can get this guy to release your uncles. If they spend three months in jail, they will..."

"Get out of here now! Otherwise, I'll put you in jail for two days." Ding Weidong stood up and said, "Really? What kind of messed-up people dare to come here and make a scene!"

When Ding Weidong stood up, his unbuttoned coat opened wide, revealing the two black gun holsters on his waist, which scared the couple terribly.

"Let's go, let's go now." The couple ran away quickly.

Ding Weidong shook his head: "Qingyu, I won't be by your side in the future. If you encounter something like this, just call the police."

"Yeah, I get it. But I think they won't dare to bother me again." Li Qingyu said with a smile, "They know your identity."

Ding Weidong smiled proudly. At this moment, Qin Huairu walked in hurriedly from outside, followed by Sha Zhu.

"Chief Ding, I beg you to do me a favor." Qin Huairu wiped her tears and said, "Our Banggeng has been kidnapped. Please save him..."