Chapter 118 Box
Jiangcun Community
Dudu.
The car horn rang twice in front of the community door, and then the passenger in the front passenger seat got out of the car and started talking to the doorman.
When the Jiangcun people chatting in front of the small supermarket saw this scene, they naturally changed the subject.
"Cars are not allowed in the community, and people from outside always don't understand. There are so many children in our community, what should we do if we get hit by them?"
"It's okay. Uncle Nineteen is the gatekeeper today, so he probably needs to be scolded."
"It's time to scold me. I couldn't afford a car before, so I drove it to the village to show off to everyone. Now, in this day and age, it's a bit annoying to drive in every day..."
Just as he was talking, he saw the gate of the community opened.
Two cars drove in one after another.
People in Jiangcun in front of the small supermarket looked over and saw two police cars.
"problem occurs?"
At this moment, the group of people in front of the supermarket couldn't stand any longer. They picked up their mobile phones one by one, taking pictures, taking videos, and some asked questions in the group.
The police car drove very slowly. When it arrived in front of the small shop, a neatly dressed policeman came down and said with a smile: "Excuse me, how to get to Jiang Yuan's house?"
"Are you looking for Jiang Yuan? Jiang Yuan isn't at home, right." Aunt Hua stood up and looked at the other person up and down.
"You don't have to look for Jiang Yuan, just look for Jiang Yuan's father." The policeman replied with a smile.
Aunt Hua looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Who are you? Do you have any ID?"
"We are from the Political Department of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. My name is Qi Shanwei, and this is my ID." The policeman who spoke faced the chaotic inquiries from the people at the canteen with a kind expression that was rare among Jiangcun people.
A picture suddenly appeared in Aunt Hua's mind: a uniformed policeman or soldier, with a sympathetic expression, pushing out a wooden box and saying, "You have raised a good son." , the people thank him..."
While she was thinking wildly, she saw the police from the car behind also got out and took out an object covered with red cloth from the back seat, which looked like a wooden box.
Aunt Hua's head banged, as if she had been hit by a hammer. She panicked for no reason and blurted out: "Jiang Yuan died?"
Qi Shanwei was stunned and said hurriedly: "No, no, it's a meritorious service!"
Aunt Hua was stunned for a moment and asked, "Did you sacrifice for meritorious service?"
"Jiang Yuan died?" The aunt in the back row couldn't hear clearly, so she yelled out.
There was silence for a while in front of the small shop, and then there were shouts of various inquiries:
"died?"
"Jiang Yuan is dead?"
"Why did he die like this? Didn't he become a policeman?"
"You died because you were a policeman! Let me ask in the group!"
"What should we do? There are so many houses in Jiangfu Town, and no one will inherit them?"
The discussion in front of the small supermarket triggered a larger discussion online.
The Jiangjiacun group flooded the screen at an unprecedented speed.
Qi Shanwei, who had a kind attitude, was also stunned, his face turned extremely ugly, and he shouted loudly: "There is no sacrifice, it is meritorious service, it is meritorious service!"
"How can you achieve meritorious service without sacrifice?" an aunt shouted from behind.
Everyone nodded.
The great man Qi Shan was stunned. The Political Department had been engaged in "preferential treatment for the police" for several years, and he had never encountered such a situation.
"You can achieve meritorious service without sacrifice." Qi Shanwei said in a loud voice: "Listen to me first, everyone, listen to me first."
"Are you disabled?" It was the same aunt just now who said another voice, taking away Qi Shanwei's IQ.
"There is no sacrifice, no disability, just because he broke the gun well, so he has made a meritorious service!" Qi Shanwei shouted three times before the ladies and gentlemen in front of the small supermarket understood.
Immediately afterwards, Aunt Hua exclaimed again: "The group is starting to follow others, what should I do?"
"How much? Is it appropriate to just choose a number?"
"Brother Jiang is dead, so you just take it for granted? Are you still not a human being?"
Qi Shanwei's head was completely destroyed and shattered into pieces. He said helplessly: "Do you have Jiang Yuan's father's phone number or WeChat account? Tell him about the situation first, and we'll go up right away."
He then shouted again, and the police officers who came with him hurriedly covered him with red ribbons, and the youngest policeman from the Political Department followed closely behind him holding the wooden box containing the merit medal.
The last two police officers locked the car, picked up their bugles and started blowing.
People from Jiangcun Village were already buzzing in the group, but when they heard the bugle, they all poked their heads out and walked downstairs.
Some people still look sad when they leave their units.
"Jiang Yuan?"
"Is Jiang Yuan gone?"
"Jiang Yuan is such a good boy."
Qi Shanwei came to his senses this time and shouted: "Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, free from illness and disaster, and has made meritorious service on the front line!"
Everyone was from the Political Department, and their consciousness was very high. They responded quickly and shouted: "Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, free from illness and disaster, and has made meritorious service on the front line!"
The wailing sounds of the Jiangcun people were suppressed, and they gradually calmed down.
"not dead?"
"I guess he's really not dead."
"Has anyone called Jiang Yuan?"
"Oh, hurry up and go see how Jiang Fuzhen is doing. Don't be anxious."
A group of people followed Qi Shanwei nervously, and began to ask what the merit was and what the prize was.
The group is also updated in real time.
Qi Shanwei breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: It's finally back to normal.
The bugle sounded loud and clear.
Qi Shanwei took solemn steps and knocked on Jiang Yuan's door.
Jiangfu Town, who had just woken up a few minutes earlier, was just woken up by the villagers. He didn't even understand what was going on, so he wiped his face and came out.
Qi Shanwei said: "Excuse me, are you Jiang Yuan's father, Jiang Fuzhen?"
Jiang Fuzhen nodded: "It's me."
"Hello, uncle, we are from the Political Department of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and we have good news for you!"
Qi Shanwei saluted, and the bugle sound behind him was followed by another wave of music.
The people from Jiangcun behind him followed and listened all the way. Now they heard the famous music and nodded their heads like young people attending a music festival, swaying to the rhythm.
Jiang Fuzhen was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Good news?"
When the bugle stopped, Qi Shanwei opened his mouth, and the people in Jiangcun behind him shouted in unison: "Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, free from illness and disaster, and is doing meritorious service on the front line!"
Jiang Fuzhen: "Oh."
Qi Shanwei's head hurt again.
Just listen to Jiang Fuzhen ask: "What's going on?"
Qi Shanwei quickly said seriously: "We are here to give you good news."
Behind him, a bugler took out his cell phone and started filming.
"When one person makes a meritorious service, the whole family is honored. Congratulations, uncle. Your son, Comrade Jiang Yuan, fought continuously for 14 days in the fingerprint battle in Shannan Province. A total of 10 fatal fingerprints and 8 other negative fingerprints were matched. The deceased's injustice was avenged. It brings relief to the victim's family, demonstrates justice, and reshapes social equity... On behalf of the Qinghe Municipal Bureau, I would like to congratulate you."
As Qi Shanwei spoke, he lifted up the red cloth he was holding, revealing the plaque underneath.
Qi Shanwei deliberately turned around so that his relatives and neighbors could see him.
"The home of second-class heroes." Someone read out.
Qi Shanwei nodded and said to Jiang Fuzhen: "This is a plaque made by our city bureau. Can you hang it on your door?"
"Okay, okay." Jiang Fuzhen gave up his position in confusion.
The young man at the back took out a drill bit, drilled it a few times, and hung the plaque on the Jiang family's door.
Below the plaque are the Spring Festival couplets that have not been torn off from last year. The horizontal scroll happens to be the four words "accumulate virtue and do good".
"Uncle, there is also a set of physical examination cards here, which are given to you by the municipal bureau. Take it, and when you are free, go to the designated hospital for a physical examination. If you are in good health, Comrade Jiang Yuan can work with more peace of mind." Qi Shanwei He took out another big red envelope and handed it to Jiang Fuzhen.
Jiang Fuzhen had seen a lot of good things, but when he received the red envelope from Qi Shanwei, he couldn't react and his hands were shaking.
"Is my Yuanzi really well?" Jiang Fuzhen asked.
"It's okay." Qi Shanwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"We are here to thank the hero's family. We will find out as soon as we call him."
"I didn't know I called earlier." Jiang Fuzhen's heart fell back into the distance.
"There are also banners." Qi Shanwei laughed, took out another banner, and wrote, "Quickly solve the problem and relieve the people's worries."
Jiang Fuzhen finally understood the situation and took the banner in his hand. He was so excited that after moving his lips for a while, he said one word: "Okay."