Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

The young man standing outside the door hooked the corners of his mouth and did not speak again.

Qin Shiguan came back, took a shower, and went to bed. Song Jianyu changed into the clothes he had gone out, wrote down the food and snacks that needed to be bought in the refrigerator, and went out with the keys and mobile phone.

The parents of the Song family who lived in Wenli Garden were also packing their things and going out. Shi Hongmei thought that her son had to go to work every day, so the kid must be dealing with fast food or cafeteria every day.

It's okay to eat those things once in a while, and it's not healthy to eat all the time. She wants to buy a fish stew and send it to Song Jianyu.

"Old Song, remember to close the door, I'll go down and throw out the trash first."

Shi Hongmei walked downstairs with the sorted garbage from the kitchen trash can, and reminded Song Zongming not to forget to close the door before leaving.

"I'm going down in a minute, I can't find the other sock I wore in the morning."

Song Zongming was carrying a sock that he took off in the morning, looking for another one all over the room.

"Hurry up, the fish shop won't have any fresh fish if you go late."

Before Shi Hongmei left, she did not forget to urge the people looking for socks.

Those who take the elevator downstairs with their garbage alone will turn around and come out from the back door of the emergency exit after reaching the first floor. There are garbage sorting bins in the community on the edge of the grove 50 meters away from the back door.

Shi Hongmei put the garbage and plastic bottles that had been sorted at home into garbage bins of different colors in turn.

On an outdoor bench not far away, Wen Yan leaned on a cane and squinted his eyes basking in the sun. When Shi Hongmei appeared in the trash can on the first floor, Wen Yan looked at the face that was no longer young.

When Shi Hongmei finished throwing away the garbage, turned around and walked into the residential building, she vaguely felt as if someone was watching her?

She turned her head and looked at the grove not far behind her. All she could see was an old man on crutches dozing off on a bench in the distance.

"Red plum?"

Inside the back door of the safe passage, Song Zongming, who finally found another sock, poked his head, looked at his wife and smiled, "I went to the basement just now to look for you, but I didn't find it. Why are you throwing away trash for so long?"

Shi Hongmei turned her head and gave him a blank look, and walked forward to open the door completely, "Who didn't go downstairs for a long time just now, now you have the nerve to blame me for being slow because of your long legs."

"No wonder, no wonder, the lotus seed cake at the street corner is also delicious, let's buy some later."

The two chatted while walking, and their figures gradually faded away.

On the bench diagonally opposite the grove, Wen Yan held the crutch in the middle of his palm, looked up at the old residential building in front of the light, and tapped slowly on the handle of the black-brown crutch with one finger.

That night, Song Jianyu received a call from Shi Hongmei.

"Braised fish, I'm at home now."

Song Jianyu put on his out shoes, stood up and walked out, "I'll give you the address, or I can get it when I go home. I just happen to have nothing to do right now."

Shi Hongmei on the other end of the phone was standing in the kitchen wearing an apron, turning the fish over with a spatula.

On the left, Song Zongming was wearing the same apron, holding his mobile phone by Shi Hongmei's ear so that his wife could call his son.

Hearing that her son was coming back, Shi Hongmei was worried about another issue, "Is it far? If not, let your father pick you up."

"It's not far, I'll take a taxi for 10 minutes."

Song Jianyu closed the door and knocked on the door next door.

Inside the room, Qin Shiguan was having a meeting with other team members. When there was a knock on the door, the people inside came to open the door.

Song Jianyu looked at the person coming, and pointed to the mobile phone next to his ear, "My mother told me to go home for dinner, so I'll go home."

"Do you want me to drive you?" Qin Shiguan wanted to get the car keys after speaking.

"No, I'll just take a taxi back, it's very close."

Song Jianyu stopped Qin Shiguan's movements and signaled that they could continue the meeting, while he walked out alone.

After talking to Shi Hongmei on the phone, the person who walked to the gate of the community hung up the phone and got into a taxi parked by the side of the road.

Twenty minutes later, a figure came down from the taxi that stopped at the east gate of Wenli Garden.

Song Jianyu saw two police cars at the door and couldn't help but take another look. It was only when he passed through the crowd that he learned that there was an aunt in Unit [-] of Wenli Community who had been missing since the afternoon.

There is also a grandson who is only one and a half years old in the family. The child was crying at home and attracted the attention of the neighbors. When he knocked on the door, he found that the door of the other party's house was unlocked.

When I opened the door, I saw the one-and-a-half-year-old child sitting on the ground crying almost hoarse. The neighbor quickly called the aunt but no one answered, and they didn't know the phone number of the young couple, so they called the police. Find the couple who are still working in the company.

"Could it be that you went out to buy groceries?" Song Jianyu heard someone in the crowd ask.

"Who knows, she is a person in her forties who just disappeared for a long time, and she is not even considered missing."

"It is estimated that my mobile phone was stolen on the way to buy vegetables. I went to Dong Nan vegetable market to buy vegetables last time. I bought vegetables by myself and came home only to find out that the old man forgot to bring his keys when he went out. He was locked outside for more than two hours. No one answered my phone, and I found out that my phone was dropped when I touched my pocket."

The conversations of the neighbors in the neighborhood reached Song Jianyu's ears, and they were quickly forgotten.

Song Jianyu went upstairs and unlocked the door with the key he carried. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the aroma of braised small yellow croakers. "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

The young man who put on house slippers went to the kitchen and saw Shi Hongmei was holding a big soup bowl, and hurried out from inside, "Let's go."

"I come."

Song Jianyu stepped forward, took the soup bowl for the other party, and placed it on the dining table deftly.

Shi Hongmei walked around her son empty-handed, focusing on his current expression, "You look much better, what do you eat at work these days?"

"Tomato beef brisket and bitter gourd scrambled eggs for lunch today." The word box lunch at the end was automatically blocked by Song Jianyu.

Shi Hongmei nodded with satisfaction when she heard that, "The food is okay, do you need to work overtime?"

I heard that some units like to make contract workers work more, and even make contract workers work overtime every day.

Guiltyly, Song Jianyu took the chopsticks on the table and distributed them, and said nonsense with his eyes open, "We don't work overtime, our unit is quite leisurely."

It's not just leisure, he doesn't have to clock in to work at all, and he doesn't have to go to the office and wait for get off work every day, and the police will buy fast food for him to eat.

"It's good not to work overtime. You can still go to sports or play ball after get off work if you have nothing to do."

"As soon as your son comes back, you can't stop talking to him, let's let people eat first."

Song Zongming had just gone downstairs to buy orange juice, when he got home, he heard his wife chatting non-stop with Jianyu, and the people sitting at the dinner table changed the subject directly.

"Yu Yao from the next unit is gone."

"Yu Yao? What does it mean that people are missing?" Mother Song was immediately distracted by this topic, and turned to Song Zongming to ask him to speak clearly.

Song Zongming unscrewed the cap of the orange juice bottle and explained to the three of them, "I don't know too well. Just now when I went downstairs to buy something, I saw a police car parked there. It is said that she left her grandson at home alone in the afternoon. I went out, and no one answered her phone until now, so I don’t know where she went.”

"Did you quarrel with your daughter-in-law?" Shi Hongmei said a few words to Yu Yao when they were dancing in the square. That person was three years younger than her, and her husband died earlier and raised her son alone. I retired early after buying out my seniority, and I have been taking care of my grandson at home since last year.

"It's probably a quarrel. Her daughter-in-law is good at everything but has a loud voice. Every time there is a quarrel, half the neighborhood can hear it."

The couple talked about that person, and Song Jianyu didn't know Yu Yao, so he ate with his rice bowl all the time. After the meal, Song's mother would put two braised fishes in the pot in advance and put them in an insulated box for him, "This You take it back and put it in the refrigerator, and when you are hungry, you can cook some porridge to go with your meal."

"I know, then Mom, Dad, I'm leaving."

Song Jianyu put on the insulation box and came out of the house. When the elevator arrived downstairs, he saw that the previous police car had left, but the people who had nothing to do after dinner were still discussing about Yu Yao's disappearance.

The person carrying the insulated box passed among the crowd, and saw a woman in a bank uniform holding a one-year-old child in her arms, standing there constantly calling people.

"Did you quarrel with my mother? Tell the truth!"

There was another man next to him, questioning him anxiously.

"No! No! I said no, even if I quarreled with your mother when she was alone, I couldn't leave the baby at home and hide by herself! Did she ever think about the baby being alone at home in case she was alone?" What to do if things happen!"

The couple quarreled among the crowd while holding the baby.

Song Jianyu walked quickly through the crowd, and when he reached the intersection, waving for a taxi, he caught a glimpse of an old man wearing a black coat and leaning on a cane standing under a tree not far away, looking up in his direction.

The taxi came to Song Jianyu, "Handsome guy, do you want a taxi?"

Song Jianyu lowered his head, looked at the taxi driver's soliciting smiling face, and then looked up at the old man under the tree. He was letting go of the crutch in his palm, and raised his wrist to rub his ears.

"Go." Song Jianyu opened the car door and sat in. When the taxi left from the gate of the community, he saw the old man under the tree looking up in the rearview mirror, as if looking in his direction and smiling.

"Huh?" The person sitting in the co-pilot lowered his eyes and wondered, could it be the owner he knew in the community before?

It's a pity that in this week, he doesn't know the residents in the entire Wenli community, and even the owners he knew before can't go up and say hello to each other.

After the taxi left, Wen Yan stood under the tree thinking about the face he saw just now, and slowly let go of the palm that was holding his ear.

"It's like."

Seeing that face, all the memories about twenty years ago came back, and he could even feel the pain in his ears. It was the first time Agou resisted him for outsiders, and even bit off half of his ear.

Wen Yan lowered his head and looked at the half of the fake ear that he had taken out from the palm of his hand. After wearing this thing for a long time, he almost forgot his real appearance now.