Years Know Long Summer

It was pouring rain outside the window, and the sky and the earth were in such chaos that one wanted to lift an ax to chop the sky.

The lights in the police station were bright, and Zhang Maoming was sitting in front of the computer typing and writing reports.

He has worked in the Yong'an Community Police Station for almost 15 years. He has changed from a hot-blooded young man to a smooth and despondent old policeman.This is not the first time he has dealt with child molestation cases.

As far as Yong'an is concerned, the place is full of filth, and most of the children grow up in the wild, so the chance of being harassed by perverts is not small.

But the children are ignorant, and the parents are either big-hearted or don't care. There are not many cases that can really get into the police.In these cases, it is difficult to have a satisfactory result for the injured party.

Over time, people here are more willing to settle grievances in an original way.

Yong'an is a complicated place, and sometimes the law cannot reach every corner of society.In Yong'an, it is common to seek revenge in private.As long as no one is killed, the police will often find no evidence.

Sheng Lang's case was considered to be the most ideal and most satisfying among Zhang Maoming's handling of so many related cases.

Ma Fusheng refused to admit his crime at first, only saying that Sheng Lang had misunderstood his good intentions and asked Sheng Guangquan to testify for him.

But Sheng Guangquan slipped away!

The man took all his savings and sublet the hotel to someone else.The old horse took Sheng Lang away, and Sheng Guangquan went straight to the train station, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

And this child Sheng Lang, who is young, is really ruthless.

His last knife to cut off children and grandchildren was so crisp and sharp that it didn't seem like a 13-year-old kid could do it.

According to the doctor, whether the old horse will be destroyed by this knife depends on his recovery and luck in the future.

After Ma Fusheng woke up in the hospital, he was hit by successive bad news and collapsed on the spot. In order to drag Sheng Guangquan into the water, he fully revealed the fact that the two conspired to repay the debt with their children.

Zhang Maoming clicked his tongue while typing on the keyboard.

It is certainly not the first time that the person surnamed Ma has done such a thing, but only this time he was successfully arrested and brought to justice.He failed to cause any substantial harm to Sheng Lang, so it is estimated that the sentence will not be heavy.Fortunately, Sheng Lang abolished this beast, and he acted on behalf of the heavens.

"Uncle Zhang," Lin Zhixia put away her umbrella and walked into the police station, "I found a dollar."

Yong'an's children, even if they found half a penny, they would cover their pockets tightly. Who would give it to the police uncle?

Zhang Maoming smiled, knowing that the kid came to him to ask him for news.

"Why, your friend surnamed Sheng caused trouble again?"

Lin Zhixia shook her head: "He is not my friend. I just do what is right."

The child sat down at the desk in an orderly manner, with a clean and pretty face, well-behaved and weak, and he didn't look like he would hit Ma Fusheng with a slingshot until his head was covered in blood.

The lotus that grows out of the mud is not only white and beautiful, but also has thorns all over its body.

"Uncle," Lin Zhixia asked, "I've been very worried. If I hurt that man, will I be sentenced?"

"This can't be generalized." Zhang Maoming said with a smile, "It depends on the seriousness of the matter. Take your friend named Sheng Lang. Although he poked holes all over the other party, the wounds were not deep, which belonged to minor injuries." Injury category. And he was not yet 14 years old, he was in a dangerous environment at that time, he was drugged, and his mind was unconscious... In short, both of you will be fine. Listen to your parents and teachers in the future, and study hard , just stop fighting."

"Hey!" Lin Zhixia responded sharply, took out a dollar and put it on the table, saluted, and ran away bouncing around.

"What is this? Consulting fee?" Zhang Maoming couldn't help laughing, shaking his head and writing the report.

Lin Zhixia held the big black umbrella with broken bones, and walked towards the massage parlor while dripping with stagnant water.

"Hey, the surname is Lin." A few teenagers stood under the eaves and shouted at Lin Zhixia, "I heard that you were arrested by a pervert and played with you?"

There was an ignorant and shallow banter in the boys' smiles.

There are no secrets in Yong'an, let alone Sheng Lang's case was filed at the police station.The adults in every household listened to it, and went home to remind their children to pay more attention.

As for Lin Zhixia, because of his meritorious service in reporting the case, he was also praised by the police at the police station.

It's just that somehow, the words reached some people's ears, and it changed.

Lin Zhixia turned a deaf ear and walked forward expressionlessly.

When he passed by, the other party spat thick phlegm towards the side of the road.

"I heard that Sheng Lang was also played with by that old man?" Lin Zhixia heard them say.

"What's it like for a man to play with his ass?"

"I've seen it!" a boy with a duck voice yelled loudly, "I peeked at it with my cousin in my uncle's small hotel."

"how is it going?"

"Just play with your butt!" The drake chuckled, "Just play with the place where you shit. The duck being played with is so loud."

"Hey, surnamed Lin, who was the louder at that time, you or Sheng Lang?"

Lin Zhixia walked away amidst malicious laughter.

"It's really boring." The boys resentfully said, "It's good students who look down on us."

"He's not as fun as Sheng Lang. I think Brother Chai's people are looking for Sheng Lang again. What's going on?"

"Someone from Brother Chai laughed at him, and he threw him into the Golden River..."

Lin Zhixia turned the corner and walked to the door of the community vegetable market.

When passing by the bushes, Lin Zhixia paused slightly and stopped.

That row of bushes looks like teeth in the mouth of a six or seven-year-old child. A teenager is lying curled up in the muddy water of the flower bed, unmoved by the torrential rain. Brother's people put some color on it.

Lin Zhixia tilted her head and watched for a moment, not sure if Sheng Lang was still awake.

"Hi." He called out, "Are you all right?"

Sheng Lang raised his head bluntly, squinting at the boy in front of him.

Lin Zhixia was wearing a white T-shirt and washed white jeans, her white face seemed to be shining in the gray rainy day.

so clean.Disgustingly clean!

"Get lost—" Sheng Lang growled like an offended wolf.

So Lin Zhixia shook her head and left.

Lin Zhixia walked around the vegetable market with a big cloth bag on her arm, shopped around, and even bargained with the boss.He bought vegetables, meat, and a catty of fresh noodles, ready to go home and make stewed pork noodles.

When Lin Zhixia left the vegetable market, Sheng Lang was still there.Probably after the pain, he was able to stretch his body and lie on his side, staring at the sky with his eyes open, his eyes were dark green.

Sheng Lang looked at him.

Maybe it's too tired, maybe it's because the injury on his body is too painful, this wolf cub doesn't have the energy to flash his fangs, he just waits for Lin Zhixia to attack first.

But Lin Zhixia curled her lips, and walked away with a bag of vegetables on her shoulders.

Sheng Lang: "..."

Sheng Guangquan fled, and the hotel was sublet.

The boss Li who rented is also doing the same business as Sheng Guangquan.He didn't mind letting Sheng Lang continue to live on the roof, but Zhang Maoming solemnly declared that Sheng Lang was a minor and had to live with his guardian.

Sheng Lang's only relative now is his grandmother.

Sheng Lang's grandmother's surname is Zhao, but everyone is used to calling her "Grandma Wolf".

Grandma Wolf runs a small grocery store in the North District and lives on her meager income.The old man is in poor health and needs regular dialysis, and the money he earns is barely enough for medical expenses, so he really can't take care of Sheng Lang.

But in Yong'an, there is no weak and helpless person who sits and waits to die.

This thin, stooped, goblin-like old lady, leaning on a cane, walked slowly to Boss Li, who was renting the hotel, and showed the real estate certificate.

"This house is shared by my daughter and son-in-law. If you rent this house, only my son-in-law's signature does not count, and my daughter's signature is required. Brother Chai? I am planning to rent this house to Brother Chai on behalf of my daughter. What do you say He is here, is he chasing you or chasing me?"

Boss Li got the hotel from Sheng's house which was much cheaper than the market price, and it was really cheap, so he came with such a scary ghost mother-in-law as a gift.

With this old woman standing in front of the door, the guests and ladies all stay away, how can he still do business?

Grandma Wolf played hard and soft, and quickly reached an agreement with Boss Li: the house can continue to be rented to Boss Li, but the shop on the first floor will be divided into two, and one of the shops will be opened for Grandma Wolf without rent.

This sum of income is at least enough for the grandparents and grandchildren to eat, see a doctor and take medicine.

Lin Zhixia thought that Sheng Lang could finally settle down now.Now it seems that he was too naive.

How could a wolf boy integrate into human life so easily.

When Lin Zhixia returned home, the rain outside did not stop at all.

He entered the kitchen, skillfully washed the vegetables and cut the meat, stepped on a small wooden stool, and finished frying a large plate of minced meat.

The torrential rain made the sky darker earlier than usual, but the street lights were turned on only at the pinch, and now the alley downstairs was dark, like a bottomless canyon.

Lin Anwen returned home with the workers who dropped by, and Lin Zhixia brought out a large bowl of fragrant noodles.

"Hey, you can try my son's best meat noodles." Lin Anwen smiled, "Why, what's the good thing today?"

"The uncles and aunts at the milk station rewarded me with 100 yuan." Lin Zhixia said, "Uncle Zhang publicized my affairs. He said that I have done what is right, and I am worthy of being a young pioneer. I took a photo of the award with a red scarf. I will hang it in the publicity room."

"There are still many kind-hearted and kind people in this world." Lin Anwen sighed, twisting the veil to wipe the rainwater off his face.

There was a sound of brushing outside the window, and raindrops were blowing into the house with the slanting wind.

"This damn rain." Lin Anwen murmured, "It has been raining for a long time and it hasn't stopped. The water in the Jin River is almost overflowing..."

Lin Zhixia looked out of the dark window.

The street lights were still on.

When the raindrops flew past the window, they refracted the light in the house, making them white like snowflakes.

The father and son sat and ate in the cramped living room.

Lin's family didn't have a TV, so Lin Anwen used a half-old radio to listen to a story about a spy war that was very popular recently.

Lin Zhixia ate absent-mindedly, picking up the noodles, but fortunately Lin Anwen couldn't see them.

Lin Anwen was fascinated by what he heard, and forgot to put down the empty bowl while holding it.

Lin Zhixia put down her chopsticks before finishing eating.

"Dad, I'll go out for a while. You put the bowl away. I'll come back and wash it."

"It's raining so heavily, where are you going?" Lin Anwen called.

Lin Zhixia lied: "I went to the canteen to watch the news broadcast, and I needed to write a short composition."

Strange to say, the rain stopped shortly after Lin Zhixia went out.When he arrived at the vegetable market, there was only a little drizzle left in the sky, flying like silver needles.

Sheng Lang had disappeared from the bushes in the vegetable market.It seemed that he recovered and went back by himself.

Lin Zhixia was a little funny, she didn't know what she wanted to do when she hurried over.

After that incident, Sheng Lang never thanked Lin Zhixia.Occasionally, Sheng Lang had an expression on his face, as if he had been humiliated by Lin Zhixia.

That boy has a completely different personality and way of life from him.

They are like two fishes in the rivers and lakes who met by chance, rushed through a turbulent ocean current together, and then swam in different directions.

Lin Zhixia slipped on her slippers, turned around and walked back.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again when he passed an alley beside the vegetable market.

Under the eaves, not illuminated by the light from the storefront, the boy lay curled up in the shadows, as if fainted.

Sensing someone kicking him, Sheng Lang opened his eyes.

That kid is at it again!

Do you bother?You can see him wherever you go.She looks like a girl and is as nosy as a woman!

He was running a fever and his ankle was hurting badly.But he can't go back like this, it will scare grandma.He just needed a little more rest before he could stand up.

Lin Zhixia looked down at Sheng Lang who was baring his teeth at him, and smiled, with a beautiful but cold face.

"Sheng Lang, you look like a dog."

Sheng Lang was furious, and a low animal whistle came from his throat.

"I don't think I should have saved you before." Lin Zhixia said, "I think you are born to be beaten. If you don't get beaten, you will take the initiative to find someone to beat you. A dog's skin is not as itchy as yours. "

Sheng Lang had a ferocious face, with green will-o'-the-wisps shining in his eyes.

"Want to go back with me?" Lin Zhixia asked.

Sheng Lang was stunned for a moment.

Lin Zhixia said: "When the rain stops, Brother Chai's men are about to come out to patrol the streets. If they beat you up again at that time, your grandma can buy you a coffin directly."

Sheng Lang pursed his lips tightly.

"I'll just ask once, if you don't like it, forget it." Lin Zhixia curled her lips, and Shi Shiran turned around.

His feet couldn't get out.

A hand with distinct knuckles and covered with red and purple bruises grabbed Lin Zhixia's ankle.

Sheng Lang was expressionless.

It just so happened.At this moment, the street lights finally turned on.

The dim light shone on the cramped streets and fell into Sheng Lang's green eyes like an autumn lake, casting a hazy halo on the young man in white.

Lin Zhixia took Sheng Lang home just like that.