don't be alone anymore

The hit-and-run scene in Bar Street was really tragic.

The bright yellow shared bicycle is still stuck in the left front wheel of the car.

On the rear of the bicycle that fell on the ground, there was a large pool of blood and minced meat, and it was already hard to tell which part of the human body it came from.

The front hood of the BMW was knocked half off, and the left front area of ​​the car body, the headlights and the area behind the lights were shattered.

As soon as Wen Yang and Zhang Luzhi arrived at the scene, a group of people dragged a rather young perpetrator over.

"The police, it's him!"

"If you still want to run, we caught you!"

When he got close, Wen Yang clearly smelled the pungent smell of alcohol on the perpetrator.

She immediately gave Zhang Luzhi a wink,

"Notify the traffic police."

The family members of the boy who was hit also arrived at the scene with the traffic police.

An 11-year-old boy went out to buy milk tea when he was hit by a sudden accident. He died as soon as the ambulance arrived at the hospital.

The child's uncle and aunt were furious. They were originally taking care of the child's parents in the hospital, but when they heard that the perpetrator had been caught at the scene of the car accident, they immediately took a taxi and rushed over.

As soon as the leading man came up, he grabbed the perpetrator by the collar and punched him when he came up.

Wen Yang put on a thug with a cold face, and rescued the perpetrator from the hands of the furious family members.

"Zhang Luzhi, throw him into the car."

The drunken perpetrator, who even a dog would hate, tried to escape, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a scum.

But as a policeman, Wen Yang couldn't just watch him being beaten.

She put both hands on the arms of the impulsive family member, and grabbed him with her backhand. The traffic police on the side immediately rushed to support.

With such an impulsive family member, Wen Yang already had bad guesses in his heart.

If you want to say something comforting, maybe there is some anger in what you say.

"Riding on the road at the age of 11!! It is still a shared bicycle that only adults can ride!! Why did you go so early?"

As soon as these words came out, several family members seemed to have been greatly criticized.

Guilt and remorse directly made these elders kneel on the ground, crying loudly.

The three of them who were out of breath couldn't say a complete sentence.

The age that needs to be controlled, the laissez-faire of guardians and family members, eventually killed the child and hurt himself.

Wen Yang frowned.

It took a while before he walked up to the traffic police colleague who was busy investigating the scene, "Drunk driving, full of alcohol. You'd better take him for an alcohol test first."

Hearing what Wen Yang said, the traffic police immediately turned serious,

"Then I'll ask my colleague to take him to draw blood first."

A blood test is more definitive than a breath alcohol test.

Wen Yang nodded, and beckoned to Zhang Luzhi, who was waiting by the patrol car, "You and this colleague from the traffic police go and take someone for an alcohol test, and take their car over there."

Although Zhang Luzhi was a little puzzled, he didn't ask why he couldn't go there in his own patrol car.

He turned back to the car, pulled the perpetrator out of the patrol car, and escorted the perpetrator into the back seat of the traffic police car.

Only then did Wen Yang walk to the side of the man who was still pounding the ground and crying.

She patted the other person on the shoulder, and handed him a pack of tissues from her pocket, "Are you in a hospital?"

The best hospital in this area is also the nearest third-level hospital, the No. 1 public hospital in Beicheng City, and the ambulance probably sent the child to a hospital.

The crying man didn't answer, and the two ladies beside him said, "Yes, the police."

"Let's go, get in the car first, and I'll take you there."

Wen Yang helped up an older lady, and the man on the ground finally loosened up a bit.

The policeman is telling the truth, and their grief here will not bring the little nephew back to life.

In the hospital, there are brothers, sisters-in-law who need comfort, and parents who need comfort. The three of them are all here, so who will take care of the relatives in the hospital?

The man staggered, stabilized his figure and followed the policewoman who was walking ahead.

In the dark night, there will always be lights flickering.

It's just that few people can tell which lamp is their way home.

……

Born in 86, their parents basically never gave them the concept of working overtime or leaving get off work late when they were young.

Unless they are parents who go into business, as long as they go to work normally, they basically work from nine to five.

At that time, the country was in the early stages of reform and opening up, and domestic enterprises were basically state-owned.

Wen Yang was sent to kindergarten when he was 1 years old.

Beicheng government kindergarten.

Regardless of the time, most children would be sent to kindergarten by their families at a young age. Just the word "organ" sounds a lot taller.

As far back as he can remember, Wen Yang has often lived in his grandparents' house.

That piece is the compound of retired cadres in the old city, most of the people living in the compound are veterans.

So is Wen Yang's grandfather.

The old People's Liberation Army, the head teacher, and now the retired cadre.

Wen Yang was sent to kindergarten when he was 1 years old. It was his father Wen Guodong's decision.

Wen Yang's grandparents not only have one son, Wen Guodong, but they usually need to help take care of their two grandchildren, adding another little Wen Yang, which is really hard work.

Wen Guodong had no choice but to be ruthless, and sent Xiao Wen Yang to kindergarten and school just a few months after she had just learned to speak.

Wen Yang also has pictures since he can remember, probably, every time after school, when other children can wait for their parents, she can only wait for grandpa or grandma.

The other children in the kindergarten have never met Wen Yang's parents.

Children, still can't tell the difference between grandparents and parents?

They only know that according to their parents, it is their parents who will pick them up from school.

But why do Wen Yang's parents look as old as his grandparents?

The children couldn't ignore the wrinkles on the faces of the two old men and the white hair on their heads...

Wen Yang's first fight in the kindergarten was because a little boy said that her parents were very old, older than her grandparents.

A beautiful little girl in a pink princess dress and braids beat a little boy so crazy that he cried "Mom".

But since that day, none of the children in the kindergarten in the institution dared to say that Wen Yang's "mom and dad" were old.

It's not that Wen Yang doesn't want to explain.

On the contrary, she felt that what the little boy said was quite reasonable.

Why are my "Mom and Dad" so old?

Why don't my parents come to pick me up?

Later, she learned a song in kindergarten.

My good mother, come home from get off work

What a hard day's work

Mama mama please sit down mama mama please sit down

Please have a cup of tea and let me kiss you, my good mother.

All right, she thought.

My parents are going to work.

Later, it was when Wen Yang was in elementary school.

Because she knows that things outside her home need to be bought, she has a vague concept of money and "going to work".

She probably knew that her parents were different from other people's parents.

Her parents are very busy at work and often have to work overtime.

Moreover, my mother is still working far away, so I can only let my grandparents take care of me.

One day in the second grade of elementary school, the sun turned to rainstorm.

When other students in the class waited until their parents came to deliver umbrellas, she could only wait for the aunt who came to cook at the grandparents' house.

Wen Yang finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried.

She pushed away the small umbrella handed over by the cooking aunt, which was a birthday gift she begged Wen Guodong to buy for her birthday last year.

That little red umbrella with cat ears.

Wen Yang ran home crying, and suddenly she felt that she was really the child that her classmates said, the child that her parents didn't want.

Fourth grade parent meeting.

Wen Guodong promised Wen Yang a week ago that he would definitely attend on that day.

Wen Yang was excited for several days, and happily told many students in the class, "My father is coming to hold a parent-teacher meeting."

"My father will hold the parent-teacher meeting this time."

"It's not grandpa or auntie, it's my father."

Parents' meetings in elementary schools are attended by both parents and students. Two parents and two children sit together on the bench behind the desk.

At the parent-teacher meeting that started at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Yang had been sitting upright with his hands behind his back half an hour ago.

Her eyes were fixed on the podium, but she was always looking out of the glass window of the classroom from the corner of her eye.

Wen Yang was so excited that he could finally show his handsome father to his classmates.

However, at 1:58, Wen Yang waited for his grandfather with half a head of white hair.

"Your father came for a task at noon, and grandpa came to hold a parent-teacher meeting for us Yangyang."

Wen Yang pouted his mouth and clenched his teeth.

She nodded silently, very quiet.

She sat through the entire parent-teacher meeting, until the head teacher said to her, "Wen Yang is the grandfather coming to hold the parent-teacher meeting again?"

In an instant, tears fell like rain.

In the compound of retired cadres, the King of the Mountain led a whole courtyard full of children to occupy the mountain as king.

The king of the mountain who always wears little skirts and leather shoes and beats up boys to cry, is actually younger and more sensitive than anyone else.

After the parent meeting was over, Wen Yang held his grandfather's hand tightly.

Even passing by my favorite snack supermarket, I didn't act like a baby with my grandpa and made a small request.

In the ideological and moral class of the fifth grade, the teaching content of this class is "popularization of the law".

"Guardian, um... the guardian in the legal sense may not be understood by you now. But to put it simply, it is the parents who take care of you, eat, drink, and raise you in your daily life."

"Teacher, are those our parents?"

"Ah."

Wen Yang was not in the mood to listen to the questions and answers from his classmates and the teacher of the ideological and moral class.

After all, her guardian is different from that classmate's.

Before the final exam of the fifth grade, Wen Yang got mumps.

The 9-year-old girl was in a coma.

Half asleep and half awake, Wen Yang called out not grandparents, nor aunts, but "Mom".

She was forced to open her eyes by the glare of the sun outside the window, and when she woke up from her sleep, she still looked at the bed for the first time.

She quietly wiped away the tears on her face, staring silently at the IV bottle hanging in the air.

Just like every time she was sick, it seemed that those two people would never be by her side.

There is always a job waiting for them.

There is always someone else, more important than her.

She surrendered.

……

"Boss, are you not coming to pick me up?"

Zhang Luzhi, who was still in the traffic police team, called. It's impossible for the kind and righteous Boss Wen to just abandon his younger brother like this, right?

The traffic police team is three stops away from the station.

In the dead of night, there are no buses.

"Exercise and exercise, Zhang Luzhi, the flesh on his stomach is about to fall out."

Wen Yang put down the phone directly, and continued to sit back on the steps outside the emergency building of a hospital in a daze.

When you are free, people always seem to like to recall the past...

Until...a pair of white shoes suddenly appeared on the ground...

Wen Yang looked up at the owner of the shoe.

Jian Muzi still looked at Wen Yang expressionlessly.

Then, she looked at the waiting room of the security department of the hospital not far away, only focusing on the signboard of the security department.

He glanced back at Wen Yang again.

Wen Yang seemed to understand something...

"Jane! Mu! Zi! I wasn't fired!"

……