vstars Chapter 13 Father's Shadow
Chapter 13 Father's Shadow
The captain died, and the matter of lecturing fell on Li Zhang. It was the first time he did such a thing, so he was naturally quite excited, and his voice was much louder than usual!
"We are patrolmen, that is to keep one side safe, and we can't let the common people poke our backs and call us dry food..."
"So, everyone must be loyal to their duties and maintain the law and order of this block!"
After Li Zhang finished his lecture in high spirits, the audience applauded naturally. He waved his hands triumphantly, and then said: "Okay, everyone, let's start patrolling the streets, and those who are standing at the gate of the house should hurry up, don't let the adults in the gate They scolded our police officers for not doing their job!"
The patrolmen dispersed immediately in twos and threes. Li Zhang planned to go back to the office to rest for a while. Seeing that there was no one around him, Zhang Jincai walked up quickly, and clumsily handed over the box of cigarettes he had just bought.
"Captain!" Zhang Jincai smiled humbly.
"Oh, Jin Cai!"
Li Zhang is six years younger than Zhang Jincai, but he still poses as an elder.
"What's up?"
After taking Zhang Jincai's cigarettes, he found that they were the cheaper Huameiren brand. Li Zhang immediately showed a bit of displeasure, but based on the principle that no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, he still put the cigarette in his pocket.
"Captain, didn't I apply to go to the gate of the house a few days ago? When do you think it will be approved!" Zhang Jincai said flatteringly.
"Oh, that matter, let me study it first!"
After finishing speaking, Li Zhang went straight back to the house and closed the door behind him.
Zhang Jincai was left on the spot, and opened his mouth in embarrassment, but he didn't know what to say.
Lin Hongfei came over, patted Master on the shoulder, and put his right hand on Zhang Jincai's back, and the two of them left the police station just like that.
"Hey, the matter of standing at the gate of the house seems to be a dead end, I bought that pack of cigarettes for nothing!" Zhang Jincai said disappointedly.
"Master, why do you have to go to the gate of the house? I've heard that the gang of gentlemen and ladies in the gate are hard to take care of. They treat our policemen like watchdogs." Lin Hongfei handed Zhang Jincai a cigarette and said inquired.
Zhang Jincai took a deep puff of cigarettes, and now he relies on cigarettes to make himself feel a little better. He sighed:
"There are a lot of people in the family, and your teacher's wife is in poor health. Your three younger brothers and sisters are also growing up."
"If I stand at the gate of the house, I won't have to pay two yuan for food to the patrol pavilion every month."
"At that time, I can fill my stomach with some pancakes and pickles from home, so I can save an extra one and a half yuan in a month."
"Also, we walk around the streets all day, and these leather shoes will have to be replaced after half a year. They take up the gate of the house, and the three yuan a pair of leather shoes will save money."
"Inside and out, I can save an extra 20 yuan this year!"
The policemen earn dead wages, and Zhang Jincai is an honest man, he can't do the kind of thing that asks for protection money from traders.
Therefore, he can only rely on saving and try his best to save money.
Looking at Zhang Jincai's sad face, Lin Hongfei faintly saw the appearance of his father in the previous life.
At the beginning, my father also brought a few steamed buns that he steamed to work every day in order to save a little more money. When it was lunch time, he simply dealt with boiled water, a bag of mustard greens, and a few cold steamed buns.
In this way, his father provided Lin Hongfei until he graduated from university, and helped him pay the down payment of the mortgage.
When Lin Hongfei succeeded in starting a business, had a small fortune, and was about to take his father to enjoy life, his father suffered from stomach cancer. The whole stomach was cut, but the cancer cells were not controlled.
When he passed away, his father, a 1.8-meter-five-foot-tall northern man, was only 70 catties thin.
Lin Hongfei's eyes were a little red, he sniffed, took a puff of cigarette forcefully, and then exhaled a long puff of smoke.
This is also the reason why Lin Hongfei felt very close after seeing Zhang Jincai, because from Zhang Jincai, Lin Hongfei saw the shadow of his father.
"Oh, no, I'll buy Li Zhang a pack of cigarettes and some snack boxes." Zhang Jincai still didn't give up, after all, this was the only way he could think of.
Lin Hongfei shook his head and persuaded: "Forget it, master, Li Zhang doesn't like a few packs of cigarettes and a few boxes of snacks, this old boy only cares about money!"
"I heard that Sun Ernuo in our team gave Li Zhang 20 yuan in order to be able to stand in the house!"
"20 yuan..."
Zhang Jincai showed a look of despair, let alone 20 yuan, he didn't even have 2 yuan on hand.
At this time, Lin Hongfei patted him on the shoulder: "Master, don't worry, there will be a way!"
"Hey, let's take one step at a time." Zhang Jincai sighed heavily.
The two stood up and began to walk along the street with a lot of thoughts. Zhang Jincai was thinking about how to stand at the gate of the house.
What Lin Hongfei was thinking about was how to get a job in the police station, so that with an official status, it would be much more convenient to do things in the future.
After all, compared with money, power is still easy to use!
"Goo..."
Just thinking about it, Lin Hongfei heard a sound coming from Zhang Jincai's stomach.
"Master, didn't you have breakfast?" Lin Hongfei asked with a smile.
Zhang Jincai smiled a little embarrassedly: "There are many children, so it's a little bit of savings!"
"Come on, it happens that I didn't eat either, we are together, I treat you!"
With that said, Lin Hongfei dragged Zhang Jincai to the deep-fried dough stick stall, and then shouted loudly at the boss:
"Boss, give us 10 deep-fried dough sticks and more pickles!"
"Two bowls of tofu nao, you want the salty one, if you dare to add sugar, your stall will be overturned!"
When the boss saw that it was two police officers, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Look at what the police officer said, there is no such thing as tofu brain and sugar."
"Wait a minute, I'll serve you right away!"
Zhang Jincai persuaded from the side: "Hongfei, don't buy so many, one is enough for me."
"Where is one stick enough? If you want to eat today, you can eat as much as you want. If you have to count on eating fried dough sticks, then what's the point of living in this life!" Lin Hongfei said.
"You're still young, you haven't got a family yet, so you don't know that you have to save money!" Zhang Jincai sighed.
"Don't worry, master, a meal of deep-fried dough sticks and tofu won't make me poor, so you can eat with your stomach!" Lin Hongfei laughed.
This is the truth, just the ocean that came from Liu Wu is enough for Lin Hongfei to live comfortably for a few months.
Soon, the fried dough sticks and tofu were all on top. The freshly baked fried dough sticks were straight and crispy, and there were still some oily spots on the golden crispy skin.
Pick it up with chopsticks, open your mouth and bite off a big bite. The crispy and oily outer skin and the soft and tender inner layer show a good taste during chewing.
Stretch the spoon into the bowl, stir the tender tofu and sauce-colored soup together, pick up a spoonful and put it in your mouth, the salty soup goes down the fried dough sticks smoothly, and a sense of happiness for breakfast arises spontaneously .
"Boss, why did you put in such a little coriander? How much did you pay for it? You're so stingy!" Looking at the few coriander leaves in the bowl, Lin Hongfei said with some dissatisfaction.
"Wait a minute, I'll give you some more!"
The boss came over with a porcelain bowl and added some chopped coriander to Lin Hongfei.
Just when Lin Hongfei was eating happily, there was a noise not far away.
"Don't deceive people too much if you are suitable for living, we, Fujude, are not easy to mess with!"
"Come on, you guys, Fujude, can't even afford straws for roast ducks, you're using peanut shells and tree leaves, so what a shame!"
Turning around and looking, I saw two young men who looked like men arguing and tearing together.
"It's quarreling again, this is the third time this month!"
The owner of the fried dough stick stand said to himself.
Nearby, a few diners chimed in and said, "The two shops diagonally opposite each other sell roasted ducks. It's a ghost if there's no quarrel."
"However, I heard that Fujude's roast duck tastes really bad recently, and the business is getting worse day by day."
"It seems that this livable place is about to develop!"
As for the quarrel between the two shop assistants, as long as no one is killed, Lin Hongfei is too lazy to respond.
After all, six yuan a month, what kind of life are you playing!
The less trouble, the better!
After a full meal, Lin Hongfei got up and wanted to pay, but the boss hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't pay the two police officers, this meal is paid for by me!"
Although Lin Hongfei is a patrolman, for those people who leave early and return late, it is enough to make them lose their jobs and lose their jobs.
Therefore, although the wages of the police are low, some people are still willing to do it, because they can blackmail these small businesses and hawkers and earn some black money.
Lin Hongfei ignored the boss's obstruction, and threw out a row of coins and said, "Forget it, if I don't pay, when we leave, you can't curse us two with black hearts and rotten lungs, and have children without assholes!"
"How can I, how dare I do this!" The boss smiled repeatedly, but there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes that was poked into his heart.