remain silent

The boss quickly brought up a plate of stewed pork and a bowl of pork trotter soup. As the noodles were still cooking in the pot, it would be a little slower.

Sun Zheyang broke open a pair of disposable chopsticks, and began to eat without any politeness. He hadn't eaten food so rich in oil and water for a long time. To be precise, he hadn't even eaten meat for a long time.

Both Han Chenxin and Han Zhong watched him eat without moving their chopsticks.

Then the boss brought over the faces of the three of them.

Sun Zheyang quickly mixed the noodles evenly with chopsticks, then took a large chopstick and put it into his mouth, making the sound of sucking the noodles without paying attention.

Han Zhong had no appetite, and stopped after eating two chopsticks, but Han Chenxin took his time and ate more than half of his bowl of noodles.

Although it is known as braised pork noodles, there are only two or three slices of braised pork in the noodles.

Han Zhong simply took the chopsticks and helped Sun Zheyang put the stewed meat from the previous plate into his bowl.

Han Chenxin hadn't enjoyed such warm treatment for a long time. Only when he was a child, when Han Zhong could occasionally come to eat with their mother and son, would he help Han Chenxin pick up vegetables.

But Sun Zheyang didn't even raise his head, picked up the noodles and braised pork with chopsticks, and put them into his mouth.

Sun Zheyang finished the noodles before Han Chenxin, looked at Han Chenxin who was still eating with his head buried, and asked, "Don't you eat pig's trotters?"

Han Zhong rushed to the front and said, "Eat it, we don't need it."

In fact, he originally wanted to ask Sun Zheyang if he would eat anything else, but he felt that the food here was not good enough to entertain the eldest son who hadn't seen him for a long time, so he still thought it would be better to take Sun Zheyang to eat at night of.

Sun Zheyang brought the pig's trotter soup in front of him, gnawed the pig's trotter by himself, and then ate the soup and the beans in it all in one go.

He put down his chopsticks, only then did he feel full.

"Is it enough?" Han Chenxin asked him, having put down his chopsticks.

Sun Zheyang reached for a tissue, wiped his mouth and nodded, "I'm full."

Han Chenxin beckoned to the boss to pay the bill, but Han Zhong rushed to hand over the money, "I'll do it," he said, hurriedly took out the money and handed it to the boss.

There was no rush to leave after eating.

Sun Zheyang lit another cigarette, this time smoking slowly, and let out a soft sigh.

Han Chenxin asked first, "What are your plans?" He was the driver, and he had to confirm their next route before they could set off.

Han Zhong didn't know what to do about this problem. He looked at the two sons opposite and suddenly realized that he was really old.In the past many years, no matter what he said, his sons would look up at him and listen carefully, especially his eldest son, who appeared to be skinnier on the surface, but in fact compared to his younger brother, He needs to be more obedient, just like every ordinary little boy, he has a natural admiration for his father, no matter what Han Zhong said, Sun Zheyang at that time would happily follow his lap, shouting "Okay!", and then rushed forward with enthusiasm.

However, Han Chenxin has been silent and calm since he was a child. Perhaps it was the bad influence of his incomplete family on his personality. He was so bored that he didn't say anything. When Han Zhong bought a gift to visit him, Han Chenxin always took it silently. Then Xu Jiayi asked to say thank you, but there was no look of excitement or joy on her face.

Han Zhong still remembers the time when Han Chenxin was injured by his brother in junior high school, and he limped back home without saying a word, and he couldn't even see the painful expression on his face. arrive.It was Xu Jiayi who saw that he wasn't walking properly, stopped him, took off his trousers, and saw the hideous wound.At that time Xu Jiayi almost fainted from fright, but Han Chenxin remained silent.Han Zhong asked how he was injured, he looked up at Han Zhong and said, "Your son did it."

At that time, Han Zhong felt his heart was very cold, because Han Chenxin had no feelings or emotions for the words "your son", Han Zhong almost burst into tears for some reason, so he picked up Han Chenxin and hurried to the hospital .

At that time, Han Zhong, who was still young, never thought that one day he would sit with his two sons and eat such a meal in such an environment.

Sun Zheyang was smoking a cigarette, looking at the front with a little laxity. In fact, he didn't see anything at this time, and he didn't think about anything. He just simply enjoyed the pleasure of the cigarette spreading in his lungs. During those days when I was locked inside, the thought of smoking already made me go crazy.

No one answered the questions Han Chenxin asked, so he stopped asking. He glanced at Han Zhong who was looking at Sun Zheyang who was distracted, and then at Sun Zheyang who was distracted. Han Chenxin stood up.

The stool legs rubbed against the ground and made a sound. Sun Zheyang suddenly turned around, turned to Han Chenxin and said, "Prosecutor, can you take me to Xiaoyan's place?"

Han Chenxin looked down at him, and told him in a flat voice, "Zhu Xiaoyan is at the funeral home."

Sun Zheyang laughed out loud, "Hey——" I said that the funeral home in her home should be forgotten, and she just came out of the detention center, so she wouldn't go to that kind of place to get bad luck."

Zhu Xiaoyan's home is the scene of the crime. It was protected by the police some time ago, but it is not known whether it has been returned to Zhu Xiaoyan's relatives.

Han Chenxin still reminded him, "You probably won't be able to live there anymore."

Sun Zheyang said: "What do you live in? I don't live here. I'm going to pack up my things. My clothes are all there. Can you go and get them back?"

Han Chen thought for a while, "Let me help you ask the police officer who handled the case."

Han Chenxin's work in the investigation and supervision is usually the most closely related to the criminal police of the branch and city bureaus.The police officer in charge of Sun Zheyang's case, Han Chenxin, had also dealt with him before and had his contact information.

When he went out to make a phone call outside the noodle shop, there were only Han Zhong and Sun Zheyang sitting face to face at the table.

Finally, Han Zhong couldn't help breaking the silence and asked, "You packed your things, where are you going?"

Sun Zheyang looked up at him, "There is nowhere to go, let's sleep on the street."

Han Zhong was blocked by his words and his face turned ugly, "Don't say that, aren't we discussing this? If you have any plans, let's talk about them first."

"No plan," Sun Zheyang said bluntly.

In fact, these words were not deliberately said to embarrass Han Zhong. Ever since his life was disrupted, he has been living this kind of unplanned life.

He has not had a formal job since he returned from the army. He worked as a security guard in a high-end hotel for a while, but was fired for fighting with guests. The director has a conflict and will soon be unable to continue.

In the past two years, I have been wandering here and there, and I have never had a formal and stable job. When I was in poverty, I tried to eat instant noodles every day, and I was so poor that I only had dozens of dollars left in my pocket.

He really doesn't have any special skills or abilities, except for his outstanding appearance, he is good enough to fight.But relying on his good looks, he met Zhu Xiaoyan who was chasing after him. Zhu Xiaoyan was two years older than him and was the owner of a teahouse.After meeting Zhu Xiaoyan, he was given a job as a foreman in a teahouse, and the two developed rapidly, and he soon moved to live with Zhu Xiaoyan.

Zhu Xiaoyan is responsible for the living expenses, and he spends all his salary every month.Before this happened to Zhu Xiaoyan, he was just catching up with a month's wages, and now he had less than 200 yuan left in his pocket.

The money was confiscated when he entered the detention center, but now that he is out, it has been returned to him intact.

Han Chenxin hung up the phone and walked in, and said to Sun Zheyang, "I made an appointment with them, and I asked you to go to Zhu Xiaoyan's place tomorrow to pack your things."

Sun Zheyang nodded, he had nothing to say.

Han Zhong stood up at this time, walked to Han Chenxin, and said, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."

Han Chenxin followed Han Zhong out of the small noodle shop. The father and son stood beside the car, and Han Zhong said, "Chen Xin, Dad, I need to trouble you."

Han Chenxin looked at him and said nothing.

Although it was difficult to speak, Han Zhong still said, "Can you take your brother to live with you for a few days first?"

Hearing this, Han Chenxin unconsciously raised his hands hanging by his side and embraced them in front of his chest. This was a gesture of resistance. He didn't speak, but he expressed his opposition with silence and actions.

Han Zhong said softly: "I know it's a little bit reluctant..."

"Go to a hotel," Han Chenxin interrupted, "I'll pay for it."

Han Zhong looked at him in embarrassment, "I'm afraid he will walk away without saying a word."

Han Chenxin said, "He's such a big man, if he really wants to leave, even if I'm here, I can't stop him."

Han Zhong sighed, "There must always be someone to take care of him. Look at him now. I really don't feel relieved to leave him alone."

Han Chenxin had subconsciously said, "Why didn't you take him home with you?"But he didn't say anything, and thought who was he embarrassing?Why not take it home?Of course, because there are his mother and his sister at home, how to bring them home?It's meaningless to say this, and if I really bring it home, it's also embarrassing my relatives.

Han Chenxin raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. He made an appointment with the police officer at the sub-bureau for tomorrow morning. When that time came, he would go to Zhu Xiaoyan's place to pack his things. Sun Zheyang probably wouldn't want to stay He lives there and never leaves.

Han Zhong kept looking at Han Chenxin with apologetic expression and expectant eyes.

Han Chenxin turned around and walked into the small noodle shop.

Sun Zheyang was fiddling with his mobile phone with a cigarette in his mouth. The mobile phone was turned off for so long, but when it was turned on again, it was almost out of battery.

The phone rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar caller number, Sun Zheyang picked up the phone, and heard the person inside hurriedly say: "Master Sun?"

Sun Zheyang said blankly: "I made a wrong call." Then when he hung up the phone, the screen showed that the battery was exhausted and the phone shut down automatically.

He noticed someone approaching him, turned his head to look over, and saw Han Chenxin standing in front of him, and said to him, "Can you stay with me temporarily today?"

When Han Chenxin said this, he was obviously not very willing, but he didn't expect Sun Zheyang to answer him directly: "No."