At that time, there were no pharmacies on the streets, and even the clinics were hospitals and health centers set up in the county and villages.

That's fine, he didn't ask where the hospital was at all, thinking that he would be beaten anyway, and we weren't afraid of a second time, so he went directly to the post office more than ten meters away.

He paid the money, took the phone at the counter, and called his mother, Zhao Fenfang, who works at the No. 2 Chemical Plant in Yanjing City.

In the era when there were no program-controlled telephones, a long-distance call was charged at a dollar per minute.

To connect to this kind of telephone, the post office workers had to connect to the telephone office of the regional post office, and then to the landline telephone in the capital.

In front of me, the operator in the postal uniform, with the cold face of the public family, slowly shook the handle-like thing, and it took half a day to get through!

In the sound of stabbing Lala, when Ding Fan heard his mother's soft and sad voice, he muttered silently and sadly: "Mom, I'm Xiaofan......"

Touching the scene, thinking of the grievances he suffered for most of the day, Ding Fan was sad before he spoke, if it weren't for the support of his strong will, he would have cried aggrieved long ago.

"Xiaofan, have you arrived? Are you okay? Your father's case has been preliminarily investigated, and the sub-bureau said that he was a personal act, without the approval of the unit, and it was regarded as an accidental death, so he was given 300 yuan for funeral expenses, and the public house had to be taken back, and it has been several days......" On the phone, without waiting for Ding Fan to say his situation, Zhao Fenfang, who is usually weak, knew that this was a phone call from the factory office, and many leaders were looking at themselves, so they hurriedly said it first.

I thought my mother could cheer me up, but I didn't expect this to be the case at home.

When she whispered that if she couldn't stand it here, she begged Director Duan to transfer him back and go to work at the public security office under the factory.

Ding Fan had seen the fat-headed, big-eared, and sideways Director Duan.

The guy was full of vices, and he was harsh on the workers and the landlords and old money of the old society.

Of course, the old guy in his fifties has always been very concerned about Zhao Fenfang, a female worker who still has charm.

Concerned about things private life!

Often find yourself in the office to talk alone!

"Mom, I'm fine, I solved the case just after I went to work, the leader took care of me and invited me to drink, you can rest assured, I will mail money back every month. Ding Fan was ruthless, swallowed and foamed hard, as if swallowing a bunch of bitter fruits alive, and constantly comforted this mother.

After hanging up the phone, when he went to the counter to pick up the five cents change, he took it and wrote down the local zip code.

When he was writing on a worn-out envelope, he was immediately attracted by a line of words on the back of the worn-out envelope, and when he turned it over, it saw that it was the words of such and such a unit.

"Freeze to death to the windward station, die to the Big Dipper!" Although this line of writing is not as good as that written by professional calligraphers, it is also powerful through the back of the paper, strong and powerful, as if people can see the domineering spirit of the person who writes with pride and ambition.

"There is a backward and complicated environment here, as well as a bad public security environment, this, isn't this the maxim given to me by God! I must, I must make a name for myself here, and become a policeman who is even more powerful than Kan Liang! Go back to the city as soon as possible!" They all walked out of the post office for a while, and this voice echoed in Ding Fan's mind for a long time.

"Let's go! Turn over and turn over, the first post station from the police!"

Ding Fan came out of the market with a lot of things in his hand, straightened his waist, although it hurt a little, but when he finally stepped on the unit to report, a wave of excitement unique to young people arose.

got into the carriage of Ma Chunsheng's family.

Two jujube horses pulled a large cart, the wheels of which are the wide tires of agricultural four-wheeled vehicles, and they look quite stocky.

He put a bunch of things into the small car board, gave Kan Liangxiao, who was sitting in the front position, a bottle of big white pear drink, and said cautiously: "Master, I invite you to drink, can you tell me about the situation in the institute when you are free?"

Kan Liang was unceremoniously, drinking the big white pear with a strong soda flavor, and said with rare humor: "Where rabbits don't, it's a beautiful girl, and you will know when you get to the place, a hundred and twenty-eight miles away, two or three hours to the place, to ensure that all you see are beautiful women." ”

For women, Kan Liang doesn't have so much interest, and now his back is still hot and painful, and those youthful things are probably gone.

"I saw the director, the instructor, the leaders, I ......" The carriage walked on the dilapidated cement road in the county, which was quite stable, Kan Liang was a little tired, leaning on the silk bag, his eyes were heavy, Ding Fan squatted on the car gang, and hurriedly asked.

"They have to (dei) hehe......" Kan Liang yawned, said a crappy word that would never be found in the dictionary, and tilted his head impatiently.

"Director, the instructor has all got, say hello like this?" Ding Fan scratched his head, he really regretted that he didn't go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy a copy of Northeast Folklore when he came, he had never heard of this kind of thing since he was a child.

When the carriage went out of the city, looking at the gray patch in front of him, Ma Chunsheng shouted for a long time, restrained the red horse, and stopped the car.

Looking at a big cart pulling a few meters high and holding thick logs in the distance, he drove over from the dirt road, took the opportunity to sit next to the old horse, and said with curiosity on his face: "Brother, what kind of car is this? Such a big one, it can pull more than ten tons of wood at once." ”

He has nothing to do with the boss of the car.

"Boy, this is called Da Laozi, also called the timber truck, and there is a carriage in the back, that is called Da Hanzi, you sit down for me......" Ma Chunsheng found that this white and quiet, fine-skinned and tender city boy was respectful to himself, and even a little admired, and said to him magically.

Ma Chunsheng is in his forties, with jet-black hair, rough skin, and a black and red face that seems to be attached to pieces of pig iron.

Ding Fan doesn't have to worry about Kan Liang cleaning himself up anymore. He drank the big white pear drink, which contained the sleeping pills brought by Ding Fan's worry about his insomnia.

The guy was already lying on the board, dragging a one-foot-long rope in his hand, and fell asleep.

"You want to save face, hehe, I'll give you face!" Ding Fan looked at his clever tricks and put Kan Liang to sleep, and an idea came to his heart: This police officer is from the capital, let you open your eyes again.

He took out a tube of shoe polish from his bag, took out a white cloth, which was originally for his own use, glanced at Kan Liang's gray leather shoes, crossed his heart, and decided to show him his hand.

He rubbed his leather shoes on the car, changed the rhythm of the carriage, rubbed and rubbed, and the car owner Ma Chunsheng began to talk about the situation of turning over.

Out of the county seat, soon into the primeval forest.

The tall trees could not be seen at a glance, flocks of birds flew around the road unscrupulously, and the flying dragons and magpies were about to hit Ding Fan in the face several times, and he was not afraid of people at all.

Lao Ma Guangyi went to the region five years ago to attend a meeting of third-level cadres, and a group of people walked back and forth in four carriages for 80 days, and talked about it for more than half an hour.

The more Ding Fan listened, the more he understood that the place called Turnovertun was not only remote, but there was no modern thing at all.

This place is the fringe area of the country's development of the Great Khing'an Mountains in the 60s, and many of the construction elites are railway soldiers who can endure hardships and fight, as well as a large number of forestry workers.

"The green mountains and green waters, the eyes are full of pristine ecology, smelling the air in the mountains, I feel refreshing, I want to shout ......" Ding Fan grabbed the sturdy plank under him with both hands, cleared his throat, and shouted a few words inexplicably.

Dusty all over the place, his body had long been covered with thick dust, the old horse rubbed his eyes, only two eyes appeared on his face, and said:

"Shout, louder, shout that Tarzan is down, Tarzan is down!" these are the words that the lumberjack shouts at the top of his voice every time he cuts down a big tree.

The endless forest, the winding forest path, like an earthworm grumbling extended, except for the sound of the murmuring water and the breeze in the forest, only the lonely sound of the carriage sounded in the ears.

"Sleep, sleep, recuperate and work hard......" Remembering that he was about to work in this kind of fairyland on earth, Ding Fan was full of excitement and sat back in the back, he learned Kan Liang to lie in a safe place, tightly wrapped in clothes.

He felt a little cold, cold to be exact.

The graduation season in July and August was the middle of summer, and even if I put on thick clothes and pants in the forest, I didn't feel hot.

At this time, he remembered what the salesman said to him when he was at the post office just now:

I've grown up so big, I've never been to a place like Turnover, what are you doing there?

"What a great place to be, I'm going to build my own police empire. Ding Fan remembered the bustling crowd in Yanjing City, full of patrol police and traffic police uncles, and suddenly felt that this place was a land for the first daughter, and he would definitely be able to cultivate his great career.

......

When the car arrived at the entrance of the turned-over village, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening.

In the clear blue sky, you can also see the fiery red sun.

Many years later, Ding Fan and his blind dates have developed this special aurora place into a famous tourist scenic spot, and when introducing the motherland's Northern Lights Festival and the peerless beauty of the sky to tourists from all over the world, they often recall the scene of ambition at this moment.

From a distance, the turn-over tun under the smoke is built around a main road in the middle, and there are woodcarved houses scattered around.

There are neat canes around the yard, and you can see all kinds of small vegetable gardens that are loaded according to local conditions in the distance, which makes Ding Fan, a city child, look a little novel.

In front of a cornfield on the side of the road, a dirty earth dog was snorting and panting as the strange carriage arrived.

"Huh, this guy ......."

The car was bumpy and deadly, he grabbed the car gang with one hand, looked at it intently, and couldn't help but have a few doubts in his heart:

This wild dog is dirty and full of debris, the fresh fairy grass juice dyes the hair harsh and ugly, the snout is long, the mouth is wide and wide, and it is cute and cute.

"Woo woo...... "I guess I haven't seen anyone for a long time, this guy lowered his eyes and roared a few times.

"Wolf dog, stray dog, no! Grandpa has shown me all kinds of information about the world's famous dogs, this dog is not an ordinary ......" There were still seven or eight meters away from the dog, Ding Fan suddenly had such an idea in his mind, and hurriedly patted the car gang and shouted at the top of his voice: "Old horse, stop and stop, I can't hold it back." ”

The old horse's braking skills are absolutely good, but the carriage stopped with a few reins and a few shouts.

But the carriage is not operated by a machine after all, Kan Liang opened his eyes impatiently in a semi-sleep, and found that Ding Fan had jumped out of the car, and at the same time saw the dirty big dog on the side of the road, and said angrily: "Little cub, that broken dog is disgusting to death, I threw a bud rice flour cake that day, found several strands of hair, and didn't choke it." ”

His voice was drowned out by the snorts of the two jujube red horses and the reprimand of the old horse.

Ding Fan threw out a few biscuits from Daoxiang Village and watched it test the taste.

This guy twitched his nose a few times, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to eat, and his eyes were looking at Ding Fan's trouser pocket.

"Good sense of smell, interesting. He had a ham sausage in his pocket, wrapped in a plastic bag, if it weren't for the bumps in the road, he would have eaten it stealing, "If Grandpa was here, maybe he could have studied the identity of this guy!"

He couldn't help but think of his grandfather's greatness in animals and plants, and looked at its tail more professionally.

Two years ago, in the tall sycamore forest in the compound of a certain military region in Yanjing, thousands of crows were entrenched all year round, often making obscure sounds, and the little soldiers used firecrackers to drive them away during the New Year's holidays, and my grandfather took Ding Fan to live in the communication class here.

In a month, the old man used magical technology to make the crows fly out and not find their nests, creating a miracle in the national forestry industry.

Since then, he has learned a lot about this.

"Here you go, make a friend, man and beast, man and beast, you must be more emotional than Kan Brigade. He was still vigilant at first, and slowly found that this guy looked very fierce, but for the sake of his sincere food, there was a hint of softness in his wolf-like eyes.

"Hey, here's ......"

The earth dog had already grasped the ham sausage in an elegant posture, and Ding Fan found that there was a strangely shaped stone under its body.