Chapter 93 10

Han Debao is organizing street residents to do voluntary labor, shoveling and sweeping snow together with people. While supporting an old man, Han Debao led a child across the road... Han Debao was holding a portable microphone to publicize: "Citizens riding bicycles, please be careful and ride slowly, so as not to fall down, cause traffic accidents, and cause misfortune to yourself and others! Old people and children crossing the road, please watch your vehicles on your left and right. After the snow The road is slippery, please walk on the sidewalk, and don’t rush with motor vehicles! Citizens and drivers, we are currently volunteering to clear the snow layer on the road, and we hope that everyone will cooperate. If there is any temporary inconvenience to your walking or driving , please bear with me. Thank you!"

A team of young pioneers came from across the road—they lined up on the sidewalk and saluted Han Debao: "Uncle Policeman, you have worked hard!" Han Debao smiled, touched the face of one of the boys, his face was icy cold: "Is it cold?" The child said: "It's not cold, I like winter! I can skate and play sledges!" Han Debao said: "It's not allowed on the road!" The child said, "I promise you it's not on the road!" Han Debao: "Good boy!" He watched the young pioneers go away—he picked up the shovel and began to shovel the snow again.

After shoveling the snow, Han Debao rode his bicycle to Wu Zhenqing's house, thinking about the girl.After walking a short distance, I was blocked by a group of people. ——Two men were arguing, and two bicycles fell by the side of the road. Han Debao got out of the car, helped up the two fallen bicycles, and checked each one.The two men were still arguing relentlessly. Man A: "But am I willing to fall?" Man B: "You didn't want to fall, but you fell too! It was because you fell in front that I fell behind." Man A: "Why are you unreasonable?" Man B: "You are unreasonable, you have to compensate me for the loss!"

Han Debao separated from the crowd and saluted the two men respectively.Said, "Citizens, I have checked your bicycles and they are not broken..." Man B said: "I just bought a new car a few days ago, and a piece of paint was knocked off..." Han Debao said: "Yes, yes, I noticed it, but I just knocked off a piece of paint the size of a pinky fingernail..."——Facing Man A again, he said: "It's a new car, although it only lost a piece of paint the size of a small fingernail. A piece of lacquer, of course, can not help but feel distressed, you can apologize to him!"

Man A didn't listen: "I apologize to him? Who apologizes to me!" Han Debao said: "Yes, who is apologizing to you? It should be this road, but Ma Lu can't speak. Let me ask you to apologize to him. After all, he fell because of you." I stumbled and suffered a small loss. You see, no matter how noisy you are, you can’t argue with the heavens and the earth. It’s not good to gather so many people and hinder traffic.” Man A said resentfully: "Okay, for the sake of this comrade of the policeman, I apologize to you—I'm sorry, is that okay?" Man B had to be reasonable and refused to let others say: "That's not okay, just apologizing is not enough, I have to pay for my loss."

Man A became angry again: "Don't you mean to blackmail people!" Someone among the onlookers muttered: "This man is too hypocritical!" "A small piece of paint, is it worth it. Isn't this intended to create chaos!" Man B became angry from embarrassment: "I did it on purpose, so what?" Han Debao saluted them again: "You two citizens, it's not because of my face, but because of the face of life, don't get angry. Everyone's life is not easy, and if you don't want to get angry because of a little thing Doesn’t stomach anger mean that we Chinese abuse ourselves? The important thing is that if we really get angry, we will take it to other places, and we can take it abroad? Isn’t it also on our own compatriots? Others Because if we get angry again, it will definitely happen to other people, and those other people may be our dear people, colleagues, and friends, right? Citizen, you have already given us Live a little face and apologize to him, then please completely forget about this unpleasant incident today, let's go, and I will deal with the rest of the problems."

Man A glanced at Han Debao guiltily, and left. "And this citizen, you have a certain reason for asking for compensation for the loss - if you let me buy this bicycle now, I don't have so much money with me. Is there any compensation for that small piece of paint?" I'm not sure how much you are, and I guess you are not sure either..." Han Debao took out his wallet from his pocket and opened it: "Let's do this, there are still ten days until my salary is paid this month, you can take it, just leave me some money to live on..." Man B was ashamed: "Look at you, comrade policeman, I was just saying something out of anger, but you are now serious! Aren't you berating me in public!"

Han Debao smiled: "So, are you planning to give life a little face?" Man B said: "Here! I'll give it! Put your wallet away quickly! If you don't buy anyone's face, how can you not buy the face of life!" Amidst the laughter of the people, man B also pushed on his bicycle and left. Han Debao shook his head and smiled at his back, and said solemnly to everyone: "Citizens, there is nothing exciting to watch, everyone should leave too! Seeing someone quarreling, I guess I can persuade them, so I persuade them; I guess I can't persuade them , and don’t watch. No one is a big idler, how much time is wasting your time? No one is watching, and those who quarrel often feel emotional, so they won’t quarrel with each other endlessly over small, silent collisions.”

The onlookers were not ashamed, they all thought about his words and left. Just as Han Debao was about to get on his bicycle, he was stopped by someone: "Comrade, wait..." He looked back and saw an old man. The old man asked: "Are you... Comrade Han Debao, a model policeman in our city?" Han Debao said: "It's not a model, it's just a dedication. Uncle, do you need my help?" The old man said: "No, no, no, I have nothing to trouble you. I have seen your picture in the newspaper and read about your deeds... Can you sign it for me?" Han Debao couldn't help being amused: "Master, I'm not a singer or movie star, let me see."

The old man said: "I'm not a fan of music and movies, even if they offered to sign me, I'm too lazy to take out my notebook." Then, he took out a pen and a small notebook from his pocket. Han Debao took it disrespectfully, and signed his name. The old man said: "Thank you. I know a little physiognomy. You may not believe it, so please listen to it! You are a man with thick nose and lips, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a three-pointed Buddha face. Live long, have no bad luck and have a good death." Han Debao said: "Master, thank you for your kind words..."

The old man said: "No thanks. When you are worried, thinking about my words will make you feel happier?" Han Debao gratefully looked at the old man's leaving back. Han Debao came to Wu Zhenqing's house and rang the doorbell. Ge Hong was writing at his desk when he heard the doorbell and got up to open the door. Ge Hong looked at Han Debao, whose trouser legs were half wet, and was taken aback: "What's wrong, the trouser legs and sleeves are all wet?" Han Debao said: "Organize the street residents to clear the snow." He changed his shoes when he entered the door. Ge Hong said: "Don't change it, don't change it, I know, you are a busy person, you can't sit down for a while and you have to leave." While changing, Han Debao said, "Not only do I have to change my shoes, but I also have to change my socks. They are all wet. My legs are so delicate. If I catch a cold, I will suffer from arthritis." After changing his shoes, Han Debao followed Ge Hong into the living room. Ge Hong said, "Why don't you just take a hot bath?" Han Debao sat down: "That's a good suggestion. I haven't washed it for two weeks." Ge Hong: "Drink tea? Coffee?" Han Debao: "Let's have a cup of coffee." Ge Hong made a cup of coffee and put it in front of him: "You drink, I'll put water for you." Han Debao hesitated again: "Forget it, I won't wash it here." Ge Hong said impatiently: "Look at you! What's wrong with me here? Are you still seeing outsiders?" Han Debao said: "It's not that I'm seeing outsiders. I still have a lot of things to do today, so I have to go after sitting down for a while. Find me a pair of Zhenqing's socks, which should be thicker. Just find me another pair of his shoes! They are relatively new! I don’t want to wear his old shoes, his feet stink!” As he spoke, he took off his wet socks and wiped his feet with them. Ge Hong got up to look for shoes and socks. Han Debao wanted to put the wet socks in his pocket, but Ge Hong snatched them away: "Don't put them in your pocket, maybe you will take them out as a handkerchief!" Han Debao said: "Then, please wash it for me! Next time I come, I will take the shoes with me." Ge Hong looked at the socks in his hand: "Don't pretend to be poor, what's the matter! They show their toes, so what's the point of washing them! A pair of socks are like Lei Feng's back then—new for three years, old for three years. Three years, three more years of sewing and mending, let the workers of all Chinese hosiery factories drink the northwest wind!" Han Debao smiled—he had already put on Wu Zhenqing's socks and shoes, stood up and tried them on, and said with satisfaction: "The feet are much warmer!...Hey, I won't talk nonsense with you—I brought them there in the morning. Where's the girl?" "After taking a bath, I fell asleep. I also recognized my godmother and goddaughter." Ge Hong whispered, stood up too, led Han Debao to a small bedroom, and gently opened the door... On the bed, the girl faced them, sleeping soundly. Ge Hong closed the door—the two returned to the sofa and sat down again. Han Debao said: "I don't know her name yet..." Ge Hong said: "Xiaoyue——the moon of the moon, add an oblique king, which means gemstones." Han Debao said: "Xiaoyue—this name sounds nice." Ge Hong was a little emotional: "No matter whose daughter it is, anyway, looking at our generation of educated youths, there are already such 18-19 daughters, and they are so beautiful, I feel a little bit more in my heart. A kind of joy..." Han Debao said: "Yes! In our generation, there are not many children who are so old. The 'Cultural Revolution' and 'Going to the Countryside' seem like yesterday, but the next generation has grown up to the same age as ours... Xu Ke just got married, so it's not a good idea to arrange to live with him. As for Hao Mei and I, we don't live in a spacious place, so after much deliberation, we had to send her to live with you first. There's nothing wrong with staying for a while, right?" Ge Hong said: "Don't worry! Before you help her find her biological parents, you can live with me! Besides, I have already recognized her as a goddaughter." Han Debao asked: "Has she talked to you about something?" Ge Hong said: "This child is really sympathetic. When she was three years old, her parents were transferred to the suburban countryside. When she was five years old, both parents returned to the city and put her in foster care with a fellow villager. At first, her parents I often went to see her together, and then only her mother went to see her, and then even her mother didn’t go to see her. How can I miss my parents? Crying, making trouble, and gradually giving up I was desperate, desperate. The old man had no children, so he was kind to her. But later, the adoptive father was killed by a mad cow in the village, and the adoptive mother took her to remarry. The man whose adoptive mother remarried had two sons himself. She is an outsider, which is not the worst thing, the worst thing is that the man repeatedly touched her with bad intentions. The man's two sons, about the same age as her, are a pair of bad boys. Like two wolf cubs coveting a little lamb, they teased her time and time again. And her adoptive mother was cowardly by nature and couldn't protect her at all. Now her adoptive mother also died of cancer, and she just told her before she died Her parents don't want her anymore. Back then, her mother gave her adoptive parents 3,000 yuan, hoping that her adoptive parents would treat her as flesh and blood. Before she died, her adoptive mother told her that she must find a way to find her biological parents and jump out of the fire pit one day earlier. No, I just fed three male wolves, big and small." Han Debao smoked silently. After Ge Hong finished speaking, she asked Han Debao: "Do you think it's easy to find her parents?" Han Debao said: "It's easy to find...and...not so easy to find." Ge Hong said, "She gave you a picture of your parents, didn't she?" Han Debao said: "Yes, I gave you a piece... I have to get some clues, how about looking for it?" Ge Hong said: "I don't think you should put too much energy into it. Post a missing person notice in the newspaper with a photo. If you can't find it, it's considered your best effort. Just let fate!" Han Debao shook his head: "You can't do that..." "How about making hundreds of photocopies of that photo, and posting one when you see the educated youth in those days, and spreading it to thousands and thousands of times. As long as it is still in this city, you still won't be able to find it?" Han Debao: "You can't do that..." Ge Hong was anxious: "It won't work if you do this, and it won't work if you do that. How are you going to find it?" Han Debao made a silent gesture, pointed to the small bedroom, and said in a low voice, "You can't just be responsible to Xiaoyue, you should also be responsible to her parents! What's the point of publishing newspapers and publishing photos?" Doesn’t that mean disclosing a bit of other people’s privacy to the world?” Ge Hong understood: "It's true..." Han Debao said: "I hope this matter will proceed quietly and end quietly." "Tell me, if her parents..." Ge Hong lowered her voice even more, "What if they don't recognize her?" "It's man-made!" Han Debao glanced at his watch, "Oh, my daughter is out of school, and there is no ready-made food at home!" He stood up, walked to the small bedroom again, gently opened the door, took a look at Xiaoyue, and walked towards the door... "Debao, wait..." Ge Hong entered the kitchen, and took out a package of things in a plastic bag, "Here, there are staple and non-staple foods, so you don't need to cook them when you go back..." Han Debao took it bluntly. Ge Hong said: "Debao, I think, don't be the director of that little police station, and don't try to be that model honor, just work in Zhenqing's company. He has long wanted to mobilize you to go A deputy manager or something. At least, I can’t give you more than 1,000 a month? Besides, there are so many benefits!” Han Debao smiled: "Today there was an old man who gave me a blind date and said that I should accept my fate! I am used to the busy day." he's gone. Ge Hong stood at the door in a daze for a moment, then tiptoed into the small bedroom, and covered Xiaoyue with a blanket.