Chapter 7 Qiu Zhongyong has a new idea to solve the case

At 8:30 in the morning, the guards began to roll their names in front of the small window in the patrol corridor on the second floor. Chen Fufu was severely beaten and depressed, but he did not intend to file a complaint. After the guard roll call, the cell began to sit on the bench.Sitting on the bench is the basic skill in the house. The mantra is "When sitting on the bench, work hard, raise your head, straighten your chest, look at the front, and don't relax." Room 206 has stricter rules for sitting on the bench. There are three prohibitions when sitting on the bench. , No movement is allowed, no leaning against the wall.

After sitting for less than forty minutes, Hou Haiyang felt back pain and legs numb, but Bao Teng didn't speak, so the people in the cell couldn't change their posture.Hou Haiyang has not yet adapted to sitting on the bench for a long time. In order to distract his attention, he began to recite the prison regulations. The realm of blurting out. A ray of sunlight came in from the window, formed a beam of light, and landed on the master's shoulder. The master moved his body naturally to give way to the spot of light. The window of 206 faces the east. Every day, the time of sunlight entering the narrow and dark space is limited. Bao Teng especially cherishes the short time. He is like a green tree with his head raised, devoutly welcoming the sunshine and comforting him.

Hou Haiyang understood the magical effect of Bao Teng choosing the upper bunk in the middle. First, he could watch TV from the best angle, and second, he could welcome the precious morning sun.As the team leader on duty, Bao Teng has limited power and resources. Bao Teng has carefully calculated and considered how to maximize the limited power and resources. A little dust floated in the beam of light, floating gently with the breeze that slipped in from nowhere.The sun rose quickly, rising from the chin to the forehead, forming a round halo on Bao Teng's forehead, which looked quite solemn.

Han Yong didn't compete with Bao Teng for this ray of sunshine. He didn't like sitting on the board the most, and his buttocks twisted and turned on the board, but he didn't dare to break the rules of sitting on the board. The boss didn't speak and found no suitable reason , still coiled. After the ray of sunlight outside the window left completely, the hut suddenly dimmed.The halo on Bao Teng's head also disappeared, and he turned into a pale middle-aged man.Hou Haiyang retracted his gaze and closed his eyes slightly, like an old monk, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

There was a sound of footsteps outside.Bao Teng opened his eyes, heaved a long sigh of relief, and said to Hou Haiyang: "This time is just the end of the shift, and it is estimated that the interrogation will start. You stayed in 101 for one night, and stayed with me for one day and one night. Eighty-nine is to interrogate you." Hou Haiyang thought about what happened to him at the Dongcheng branch, and said, "I'm not afraid of extorting a confession by torture, do you still care about their interrogation?" In fact, he made up his mind to cooperate with the police, but he deliberately pretended to be angry to maintain The image that I am not afraid of anything.

Bao Teng said: "Young people should not be angry youths. Being angry youths will make them fools. The most important thing you should think about now is how to deal with the interrogation, not complaining. What good is complaining for you? We are not intellectuals, and we don't pay attention to hypocrisy. Things that are empty-headed, we must pay attention to seeking truth from facts, and everything is based on getting things done.” Before Bao Teng finished speaking, the iron door was opened, and Zhao Guanjiao stood at the door and said, "Hou Haiyang, bring the interrogation."

Objectively speaking, Hou Haiyang felt that Bao Teng's words were to his liking, and nodded his thanks to Bao Teng.When I got off the bed, because I had been cross-legged for too long, my blood was blocked, my legs were numb, and I almost couldn't stand still.Holding on to the wall and shaking his numb feet, he straightened his back and walked to the door. After walking out of the iron gate, Hou Haiyang put his handcuffed hands on his head and walked along a yellow line in front of Guard Zhao. It took only two days to enter the detention center, and he felt that he had been there for a long time, and the usual flat sky felt very rare, and the sunshine above his head had an unparalleled affinity.There was a group of sparrows in the garden of the inner courtyard of the detention center. When Hou Haiyang walked by, the sparrows flew into the sky with a bang. They flew higher and higher, over the high walls and barbed wire, past the guard posts of the armed police, and soared freely in the blue sky.

Freedom is like a certain organ of the body. It is not precious at ordinary times, but it is found to be an indispensable organ only when it is diseased.And many times, finding a lesion means losing in some way. Under the watchful eyes of the armed police, Hou Haiyang stood at attention and reported, crossed the cordon and walked into the second iron gate.The interrogation room was divided into two parts by a half-meter-wide iron fence. The interrogation police came in from the front, while the criminal suspects were escorted in by the correctional police from the back. There is a black iron bench in the small space. This is the "tiger bench" that was joked in room 206. There is an iron plate in front of the stool, which can be pulled apart. There are two iron rings about ten centimeters from the ground.After Hou Haiyang sat down, guard Zhao pulled the iron plate away, handcuffed Hou Haiyang's hands, and the iron rings underneath cuffed his feet.

After guarding Hou Haiyang in handcuffs, Zhao Guanjiao said: "You are a smart person. If you want to solve the problem, you have to cooperate with the police to solve the case. This is the only way out." "I will definitely cooperate." Sitting on the tiger stool, Hou Haiyang completely lost his freedom of movement. He felt humiliated and even more uneasy thinking about his case. Lao Tu and a young policeman walked into the interrogation room. Fat Tu walked away covered in sweat, panting while sitting in the interrogation room, took the mineral water handed over by the young policeman, took a big gulp, and drank half of the bottle of mineral water.After drinking the other half bottle of mineral water, he felt cool all over his body and felt much more comfortable. He opened the pen holder and started a routine questioning. He recorded the time, place, name of the person making the inquiry, unit, time of detention, etc., and then asked Hou Haiyang to make a statement. Guilty circumstances or innocence defense, go through the basic procedures concisely and clearly.

After completing the required actions, Fat Tu put down the pen, took out the key points of the interrogation after research, stared at Hou Haiyang for a few times, and said, "I have a few questions. Go to the bald old man and talk to the front desk at the entrance of the company. In a few words, you can tell the story again, the more detailed the better." Asking the criminal suspect to repeatedly narrate the crime process is one of Qiu Zhongyong's favorite tricks. If the criminal suspect lies and repeats too many times, there will be inconsistencies in the details in all likelihood. The inconsistency is weakness links.

For Hou Haiyang, the details of meeting the bald third child were etched into his mind. His eyes drifted over the top of Fattu's head, and he quickly retracted it, describing what happened that day again truthfully: "The front desk asked me Who to look for, I said to look for the bald third child. Then the front desk said it was upstairs, so I went up." Lao Tu compared the previous records, looked at the red line under the word "old third brother", and said, "What do you usually call the bald third brother?" "I call you the third brother." Hou Haiyang realized that the statement just now was slightly flawed, and added, "When I asked the lady at the front desk, I called him the third brother." "The bald third brother hit your sister, and you still call him third brother, so affectionate." "My brother-in-law took me to see the bald boy. I never knew his name, but I only knew he was called the bald boy. At that time, I had to ask the front desk, so of course I couldn't call him the bald boy." Fat Tu opened his notebook, which recorded a few details mentioned in Qiu Ju and Gao Zhi's meeting, and asked, "Do you know how many shares the bald boy has in Zhang Huling Company?" Hou Haiyang shook his head: "I don't know anything about the company. After I arrived in Guangzhou, I worked in my sister's decoration company. In fact, within a few days of my arrival in Guangzhou, my brother-in-law had an accident." Fat Tu said: "You Are you familiar with the bald boy? The bald boy's trading company doesn't have much business and is still at a loss, how can he have money to invest in your brother-in-law's company?" "I followed my brother-in-law and met the bald boy. At that time, my brother-in-law's company was trapped in Beihai. He wanted the bald boy to continue investing money." Fat Tu became interested, and said, "Can you talk about the specific situation at that time?" In order to help the police solve the case, Hou Haiyang made up his mind to tell the truth to the police before the interrogation. He told the things he saw and heard as completely as possible, and even his brother-in-law forged confidential documents. Fat Tu interrupted Hou Haiyang's narration suddenly according to the strategy he had made in advance, and asked casually, "Recall, is the TV in the home of the bald third son CCTV or Hunan TV?" "I didn't hear the sound of the TV outside the door, and I didn't notice the TV when I entered the house." "How did you get in the house, ring the bell, knock on the door, or by appointment?" "I didn't have an appointment. After I asked the front desk, I went straight upstairs. I found that the door itself was not closed, and there was a gap left. I opened the door and went in directly." "You didn't want to do anything then, did the bald boy scold you?" "The bald boy was sitting on the sofa with his back to the door. I could see the top of his head. He didn't speak. After I entered the door, I grabbed him and beat him." "Did he resist?" "After I caught him, I realized that there was blood on my hand, which was stained from the shoulder of the bald boy." "After you come out of the kitchen, do you go to the advanced bedroom or the bathroom?" "I didn't go into the kitchen, but I found the bald third child in the living room." ... Fat Tu asked the question quickly, and the question was illogical.Hou Haiyang answered neither too fast nor too slowly. He recognized Fattu's intentions, maintained a high degree of vigilance, and answered completely truthfully, without covering up, and without being put into the basket by Fattu.Because they are all telling the truth, it doesn't take much effort to answer, and they appear very calm and composed. According to Qiu Zhongyong's intention, Fat Tu repeatedly questioned many details in addition to the routine questioning, and ended the interrogation after an hour. After the interrogation, Zhao Guanjiao led a female nurse in a white coat into the interrogation room.The young female nurse had a serious and cold attitude, with disdain and anger towards class enemies in her eyes, and the four or five jaundice on her forehead exuded a proud expression.After going through the Dongcheng Sub-bureau and the detention center, Hou Haiyang's psychological endurance has been greatly improved. He didn't care about the female nurse's superior attitude, but took a few peeps at this woman from the outside world.The woman's appearance is average, much worse than Qiu Yun's.But in room 206, facing a group of grotesque men every day, the aesthetics will inevitably be distorted, and ordinary women will become seductive beauties. "After three years in the army, a sow can compete with Diaochan", a popular saying in the army accurately expresses this mental state. Feeling Hou Haiyang's gaze, the young woman glared at him, then took a small steel piece and stuck it into Hou Haiyang's finger.Blood quickly flowed into the test tube, filling it up.The young woman looked at the pipe full of blood, and sneered at Hou Haiyang in relief. After the blood was drawn, Hou Haiyang held his head in both hands, walked in front of Officer Zhao, and walked slowly towards the iron gate.After checking with the police in the duty room, Hou Haiyang was released through the iron gate.The yellow cordon on the ground in front of the door is particularly eye-catching. Hou Haiyang was already proficient in his movements, so he raised his head and reported upwards, "One of the criminal suspects goes in without the reminder from Officer Zhao." The armed police shouted, "Go." Officer Zhao led Hou Haiyang into the yard. Every time I want to go to the interrogation room or the education talk room, I have to go through this kind of procedure one after another.The detention center uses a series of strict regulations to restrict the physical freedom of criminal suspects, while firmly restraining their spiritual freedom.In this special environment, the discipline of the detention center will form a professional authority, so that people in the situation dare not resist. Walking through the cordon, you will see the inner courtyard of the detention center. The inner courtyard is full of flowers, and there are countless small sparrows jumping and flying in the courtyard, which is pleasing to the eye and makes people even more unwilling to return to the dark and dirty room.But no matter how long the road is, there is an end, not to mention the short path in the inner courtyard of the detention center. Back in the inner courtyard, the detention center is releasing the wind.There was a voice of shouting the command to line up in the cell, and the detainees followed the command to line up and practice in the wind release field. The ventilation field of each cell is independently closed, with an area of ​​more than ten square meters.The air release room is connected to the prison building, usually separated by iron fences, and the correctional officers control the iron fences in the corridor on the second floor.When it was time to release the air, the policemen opened the iron fence on the second floor and let the suspect walk from the cell to the air release room.There are some small compartments in the ventilation room, each person in the house has a compartment, and everything except soap, clothes and other necessities has to be placed in this small compartment. The people in the cell stood in two rows in the air release room, with their heads raised, reciting the prison regulations neatly, and the sound of the neat reciting shot through the isolation fence to the narrow sky separated by the fence. The leader of the detention center and the police on duty patrolled and inspected the second floor.Li Cheng sat in the office for a while, and then came to the second floor. After looking around, he happened to see Hou Haiyang walking into the inner courtyard. Hou Haiyang entered the cell, and guard Zhao was called to the second floor. Li Cheng asked: "How did Hou Haiyang behave in 206, have you figured out his state of mind?" Zhao Guanjiao said: "He insisted that he was wronged, but he was in a good mood and was willing to cooperate with the police. There was a conflict with someone this morning, and he was pressed on the bunk and beaten. I happened to be in the monitoring room and could see clearly. It’s clear. Just as I was going to have a look, Bao Teng called me away.” Li Cheng said: "Hou Haiyang is young, energetic and wild, you should talk more, keep an eye on him, and don't make trouble." "Looking at Lingxi", talking is an important task of disciplining the police.For all new detainees, the correctional police must talk to them within 24 hours, and all the conversations must be recorded.There are also detainees who have changed cells, held courts, interrogated, and met with returning detainees. The correctional police must talk to them, grasp their thoughts and emotions, so as to persuade and enlighten them in a timely manner. This system already existed, but it was not strictly enforced. After Li Cheng came to the detention center, he first implemented the original system, and then formulated a new system. Talking is one of the most tightly held jobs.At first, the correctional officers were a little disapproving, thinking that talking was unnecessary and unnecessary.After implementing it for a period of time, the guards in the detention center found that without knowing it, they had a comprehensive understanding of the detainees' situation, which was better than the "eyes and ears" in the cell.This system was adhered to, and the policemen became conscious.The two walked and talked, and came to window 206.Through the fence in front of the window, you can see the whole view of the building, but you can't see the urinal.After the overhaul of the detention center, the urinal can be seen from the window, that is to say, there are no dead spots in the cell.A year later, a group of high-level scholars came to visit, and after much praise, they suggested that the detention center should also respect human rights, and that the urinal should be the last fig leaf for detainees, so it should be covered. Because the person who put forward the opinion was so well-known in the country, the accompanying leaders of Lingxi Province accepted his point of view. Therefore, a low wall was added next to the urinal in the cell, and a part of the fence on the second floor was also sealed with frosted glass.Human rights were respected, but the urinal became a blind spot for surveillance. Countless fights happened in the urinal. Standing in front of the fence, Li Cheng remembered this incident for no reason, and cursed: "Nerds kill people and don't pay for their lives." After the briefing was over, Li Cheng and Zhao Guanjiao left the second floor. People in the ship have one hour to clean and do laundry.Bao Teng pulled Hou Haiyang to his side, and said, "How is the case going?" Hou Haiyang said, "It's still the old way in the Dongcheng branch, nothing new. That fat policeman tried to trick me over and over again, but I didn't fall for his tricks." .” Bao Teng is also in the hands of the Dongcheng branch, and he is quite familiar with the people in the branch, and said: “Be more specific, and I will analyze it for you.” After listening to the details, he put his hands on his hips, looked at the sky with his head at a forty-five degree angle, thought for a while, and deduced: "Could it be that the Dongcheng Sub-bureau has changed the leadership. They used to be fierce Zhang Fei, not the current style." Hou Haiyang's thinking couldn't be compared with that of a liar who could pretend to be the leader of the central government. He said blankly, "The leader has changed? How can you tell?" Bao Teng didn't explain much, and said: "Everyone farts differently. You have experienced few storms, and you still don't understand it. Think about it slowly." There was a big question mark in Hou Haiyang's mind: "Could it be that the director of the Dongcheng Branch has really changed, why can't I see it?" At this time, he never thought that what Bao Teng said was very accurate, and that the Dongcheng Branch had indeed changed the deputy in charge of criminal investigation. The director, and Qiu Yun's father, Qiu Zhongyong. At this moment, Qiu Zhongyong concentrated all his energies on the case of "the third bald boy". As soon as Fat Tu came back, he was called to the office. Qiu Zhongyong, Gao Detachment, Fat Tu and the young police sat on the sofa in the office, forming a circle.Qiu Zhongyong was smoking a cigarette, frowning, not speaking, and flipping through Fattu's interrogation transcript.When he saw that Zhang Huling used fake confidential documents to deceive the trust of the bald boy, he stopped thoughtfully. Gao Detachment has always been a smoker. When Qiu Zhongyong was reading the transcript, he kept puffing and asking, "Have you gained anything?" The young policeman said: "There is nothing to gain. What Hou Haiyang said today is similar to the previous transcript." Qiu Zhongyong repeatedly looked through the transcripts before and after, and said: "There are exactly two situations, either the criminal suspect deliberately fabricated it, which requires a very high IQ, rich criminal experience, and in-depth study of the law; or It is the criminal suspect who really said what he said is true, no matter how we induce him, he is telling the truth. We analyze the multiple transcripts before and after, can we judge which situation Hou Haiyang belongs to?" After repeated on-site inspections and several transcripts, he had great doubts about the possibility of Hou Haiyang committing the crime. There are many accidental events in the world. In all likelihood, Hou Haiyang accidentally entered the room of the bald third child. become a scapegoat. Reasoning can push the case work in the right direction, but solving a case is ultimately a process of finding and fixing evidence. Qiu Zhongyong threw a few transcripts on the table and made a major decision: "Our thinking must be pioneering, and we must not If you are imprisoned, you can't keep staring at Hou Haiyang, otherwise you will be trapped in a dead end. From today onwards, five people will be transferred to the task force, starting with Zhao An's contacts. One clue cannot be missed. I would like to make a general principle, the specific plan and the list of recruited personnel will be determined by the Gao Detachment.” Additional personnel were added to investigate Zhao An's external relations, and the direction of the case changed subtly. Gao Detachment knew this well, and he nodded without saying anything, "Then I will come up with a plan." Gao Detachment, After Fat Tu left, Qiu Zhongyong leaned back against the sofa, tilted his head up, and fell into deep thought.After thinking hard for nearly forty minutes, the phone rang, it was my daughter Qiuyun's call. After all, hotels are different from home. Qiu Yun felt that cooking in a hotel was very awkward, and said, "Dad, my mother is coming from Maodong, and we will eat outside at noon." Qiu Zhongyong turned his thoughts back from the Hou Haiyang case, and said: "Eat outside, your mother likes to eat Sichuan cuisine, find a mid-range restaurant, not a big restaurant, the taste of a big restaurant may not be authentic, just look for an environment that is average." , a small shop with a lot of people.” "Well, call me as soon as you get off work." After paying the phone bill, Qiuyun didn't leave the public phone booth immediately. She had a few minutes of blank mind, and a thought kept circling in her mind: "Why? Haiyang doesn’t contact me, why?” She was angry at times, sad at times, and was always unwilling to accept this ending. Before leaving, she called Hou Haiyang again, and then called Guangdong, but as usual, there was no response to the paging, and the phone couldn't get through. Dongcheng District Pedestrian Street is the area with the most high-end clothing stores in Lingxi Province. Qiuyun usually likes to go shopping, but now she is not in the mood to go into the shops, and walks lonely on the bustling pedestrian street in Lingxi.While walking, she made up her mind: "Go back to Bashan County and go to Liuhe's hometown to find Hou Haiyang's home." After making the decision, Qiu Yun's gloomy mood slowly eased, and seeing that the time was almost up, he came to the bus stop. Zhao Yi came out of the bus station carrying a big bag and a small bag, and saw the slim Qiuyun in the waiting hall.There are many fashionable provincial beauties among the people coming and going at Lingxi Station in the provincial capital, and my daughter is still the most eye-catching one among them. After the daughter took the two small bags, Zhao Yi stopped handing the bags to Qiuyun, but carried them by herself. She looked at her daughter with loving eyes and said, "The water in Lingxi doesn't support people. It's only a few days. You've lost weight." After meeting her mother, Qiu Yun forgot about Hou Haiyang for a while, pulled herself together, and said affectionately, "Dad arranged to eat outside. The food in the hotel is not good. There is a Sichuan restaurant not far from the door. We will have Sichuan cuisine for lunch today." Looking at the crowd all over the street, Zhao Yi's scalp suddenly became swollen, and he said, "Maodong is better. There are not many people on the street, and it is quiet and comfortable. Lingxi is full of people and cars, and I feel upset when I get off the bus. " "Mom is so old-fashioned. Everyone else wants to move to a big city, but you still miss that ghostly place in Maodong." "When I arrived in Lingxi, I didn't know anyone, and I didn't have any friends to go around during the Chinese New Year. It was so lonely." "I used to have this kind of thinking too. When Dad was wronged, there were so many acquaintances in the yard. Whoever cared about our family, the friends were all fake." "You child, don't be so profound. Zheng Banqiao said that it's rare to be confused. It's better to be a little confused, otherwise there is really no way to live." The mother and daughter talked and walked towards the police hotel.Downstairs in the hotel, Qiuyun pretended to be relaxed and said: "Mom, I'm going back to Bashan County in the afternoon to do something." Zhao Yi was most worried that her daughter who became a graduate student would get entangled with the village primary school teacher, so she said vigilantly: "You have been transferred back to Maodong a long time ago. What are you doing back in Bashan? Anyway, I have nothing to do these days. I will accompany you tomorrow." Qiu Yun said: "Dad is under much more pressure when he arrives at the Dongcheng branch than in Maodong. In order to handle the case every day, you have to stay in Lingxi to take care of Dad. I will only go for one day, and tomorrow I will return to Lingxi from Bashan." Zhao Yi knew that his daughter was lying, so he didn't point it out, and said, "Ask your father." At noon, the family of three had a reunion dinner at a small Sichuan restaurant, and Qiu Yun specially ordered three authentic Sichuan dishes.These three Sichuan dishes are specialty dishes of the shop, and the origins of the specialty dishes are written on the wall. The first dish is Mapo Tofu, which was created by Liu Shi, the wife of Chen Senfu, the owner of a small restaurant in Wanfu Bridge, the northern suburb of Chengdu, in the early years of Tongzhi in the Qing Dynasty.Mrs. Liu has pockmarks on her face and is known as Chen Mapo.The roasted tofu she created was called "Chen Mapo Tofu", and her restaurant was later named "Chen Mapo Tofu Shop".The tofu is white and tender, dotted with brown-red minced beef and oily green garlic sprouts, surrounded by a circle of translucent red oil, like amber inlaid with jade, and has a unique flavor of hemp, spicy, hot, tender, crisp, fragrant and fresh. The second dish is twice-cooked pork. Twice-cooked pork is a traditional Sichuan folk dish. As the saying goes, "If you go to Sichuan and don't eat twice-cooked pork, you haven't been to Sichuan."Sichuan people who have lived in other places for a long time come back to Sichuan to visit relatives and friends, and the first thing they think of is twice-cooked pork.Now Lianshan twice-cooked pork, dried cowpea twice-cooked pork, red pepper twice-cooked pork, fern vegetable twice-cooked pork, sauerkraut twice-cooked pork, lotus white twice-cooked pork, garlic seedling twice-cooked pork, garlic moss twice-cooked pork and other varieties have entered Lingxi.Its taste is oily but not greasy, and it will not make people feel uncomfortable after eating.Today, Qiuyun specially ordered a dish of twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts. The third dish is tofu soup with cabbage. The characteristic of this dish is that it is clear and white. The key is to dip the dish, which is the same as pickles.The dipping dish of this family uses cooked oily sea pepper, plus sesame oil, pepper oil and shallots, which is delicious and fragrant. The family ate Sichuan cuisine, full of fragrance and warmth.Zhao Yi chewed a piece of mapo tofu, thinking of his son in the distance, said: "I don't know what Qiu Jin is eating, he is not used to food with sugar at all." Qiu Zhongyong's attitude towards his son was quite tough, saying: " Never mind what he eats, a boy has to leave his parents, otherwise he's a softie." After eating half a bowl of rice, Qiuyun put down his chopsticks and said, "Dad, I'm going back to Bashan County to do something at the Education Bureau." Zhao Yi kept blinking at Qiu Zhongyong, Qiu Zhongyong understood and said: "Your mother just came here, and I can't find the way, so spend more time with your mother." Qiu Yun insisted tenaciously: "I will only go for a day or two, and come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Qiu Zhongyong knew that Hou Haiyang was suffering in the detention center, and he didn't want his daughter to have contact with the Hou family, so he understood it with reason and affection, and said, "What's the matter with you? I'll call Lao Gao of the Bashan County Public Security Bureau. Call, he is a local snake, he can help you with big and small things, why go there in person. You spend more time with your mother, your mother's stomach problem is getting worse and worse, and the pain is unbearable, take advantage of these few days, stay with you Mom went to the hospital for an examination, and the medical level of Lingxi University Hospital is still much higher than that of Maodong." Qiu Yun said "What?" and didn't say any more.After eating, she packed her small bag, left a note, and went out to Lingxi City Bus Station. Zhao Yi found the note, sighed one after another, and said, "Guess, what is Xiaoyun going to Bashan for? It's really a girl who doesn't want to stay." Qiu Zhongyong knew the most inside information, and did not agree with Zhao Yi, saying: "I don't guess, my daughter is going to graduate school, let's not worry too much." Although he didn't want his daughter to meet the Hou family, this matter can only be guided, It can't be forced. According to my daughter's personality, the more you force, the more counterproductive it will be. Zhao Yi looked at the note again, and complained slightly to her husband: "Xiaoyun must have gone to find that rural teacher Hou Haiyang, who is crazy about women and has no medicine. No matter how the times change, every generation of women looks the same, you shouldn't Agree to her going." "I didn't agree to her going." "If you don't firmly oppose it, you just acquiesce." Qiu Zhongyong comforted his wife who began to argue: "Everyone will suffer hardships in their growth, and parents cannot be completely replaced. If she wants to go, should I tie my daughter's legs to her body? Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and Xiaoyun will make the right decision. Choose, we don't have to worry too much." Zhao Yi said angrily: "It's easy to say, Xiaoyun is a graduate student, that young man is a technical secondary school student, and also works as a teacher in the countryside. It's too unsuitable. My daughter really wants to follow that village teacher, what should we do?" Qiu Zhongyong had a murder case in his mind, and gradually lost his patience. He said, "What should I do, cold salad! Xiaoyun has a stubborn personality. We can stop what she wants to do? If we could, we wouldn't have come to Bashan in the first place." At three o'clock in the afternoon, Qiuyun returned to Maodong by bus.She didn't go out of the bus station, got off the luxury bus in Lingxi, and immediately got on the ordinary bus to Bashan.After getting on the Bashan bus, my heart jumped wildly, wishing that the bus could grow wings and reach Hou Haiyang immediately.She knew very well in her heart that 90% of Hou Haiyang was not in Bashan, but if he couldn't get through to Guangzhou, it meant that there was still a 10% possibility of him returning to his hometown. "If Hou Haiyang's life in Guangzhou is not going well, so he returns to his hometown, I will encourage him to regroup and never be depressed." Qiu Yun deliberately avoided the situation where Hou Haiyang developed well. She had hoped for love since she was a child. , unwilling to let the ruthless acid rain of reality damage the delicate and delicate flower of love. Haste makes waste in everything. When the passenger car was driving on the mud and stone road, it scraped against a truck at the turn. The two drivers blamed each other and almost started fighting.As a result of the quarrel, dozens of vans were blocked on the highway for two hours.Qiu Yun helplessly watched the two strong drivers quarreling, powerless. When we came to Bashan County, it was already dark. With a small bag on his back, Qiuyun wandered alone in the streets of Bashan County, the air of the county was filled with the smell of food flying from the facades facing the street, and the smell flew to the tip of Qiuyun's nose, giving rise to some sadness for no reason. There are high-pitched speakers in the county seat, and after the news from the county seat is played, popular songs begin to be played."You at the Same Table" sung by Lao Lang rushed towards the streets and alleys from the tweeter hanging on the telephone pole.The lyrics and music are full of aura, and the development of ignorant and beautiful youth love will always make people sad in the end.Listening to the song, thinking of the brave and wild Hou Haiyang, Qiu Yun burst into tears.Hearing "The old days are gone, I will also have my wife, I will also show her photos, tell her about you at the same table, who married you who is sentimental, who comforts you who loves to cry, who puts you Your long hair is up, who made you the wedding dress..." She remembered that the farewell to Hou Haiyang at the train station was actually a farewell, thinking of the lingering joy of the two of them together, she suddenly felt sad. Walking casually, he came near the County Education Bureau. Qiuyun came to the small restaurant where he had eaten with Hou Haiyang, and ordered a mapo tofu and cabbage soup that Hou Haiyang also liked.The mapo tofu made by the small restaurant is very authentic, but she has a poor appetite and eats very slowly.A woman in love will selectively forget her boyfriend's shortcomings, just think about the other person's goodness, immerse herself in her own sorrow, eat and eat, and tears begin to fall. The proprietress of the restaurant has shallow eye sockets, and she dislikes the customers for not ordering meat dishes, and when serving the dishes, she has a bad face.In addition, after a tiring day, I didn't make a lot of money.She was very contemptuous of the woman who shed tears for no reason, and when she brought the cabbage soup, she put it heavily on the table. Twirling his buttocks, he returned to the counter and scolded the boss who was peeking at Qiuyun in a low voice: "What are you looking at, you are not allowed to look at young girls." The boss said: "That girl is crying." The proprietress said: "I was tired and didn't cry all day, she cried a dick." The boss was always afraid of the simple and rude wife. He left the counter and went into the kitchen. At this time, he didn't need to cook for the guests. His eyes Through the small window to peep at the crying girl. There was more than half of the food left, so Qiuyun went to the front desk to pay the bill. A black-and-white TV in the restaurant was broadcasting Bashan news. Peng Jiazhen, deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the county party committee, accompanied a leader of Maodong City to visit the Bashan Middle School. Qiuyun knew that Peng Jiazhen was Hou Haiyang's old enemy. To be more precise, Hou Haiyang was not qualified to be Peng Jiazhen's enemy. Take life's blows. "Clothed beast, the Bashan County Party Committee is blind, and let this kind of person be the leader." Aiwujiwu, Peng Jiazhen once hurt Hou Haiyang, and Qiuyun deeply resented him. A young woman's anger can only be anger, it does no harm to Peng Jiazhen. Things in the world often have a cycle of cause and effect. Planting hatred in the heart is not a good thing after all. As soon as I came back from Lingxi, I felt that the streets of Bashan at night were extremely dark. There were no neon lights, no outline house lights, no spotlights, and the streets had a hazy sense of darkness.This is the weakness of the small county, but it also creates another unique charm.People on the street set up cool boards on the side of the street. Old people and children rest on the bamboo cool boards. Women gather together to talk about the shortcomings of the east and the west. The young and strong men cut Bashan braised pork and sit on small stools. on a beer. Missing is like an all-pervasive wind, whirling into Qiuyun's body, and the little things that happened in Niubeituo Primary School are so warm, she thought: "I'm going to go to graduate school, I will stay in Niubeituo with Hou Haiyang, That is true happiness." When she reached a public telephone booth, she habitually stopped, and called Hou Haiyang again, and while waiting, she dialed Guangdong. The breeze blows, the hair is messed up, and the heart is even more messed up. Hou Haiyang is like Wang Xiaoer who sent the lighthouse, he never returns, and he never reveals any information.Missing too much is resentment. She remembered Hou Haiyang's joke about making phone calls for ten days in a row. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that he must have something to say, and it was a button for leaving early.