It's past seven o'clock in the evening.

Ding Fan returned to the office and listened to the radio news being broadcast in the director's office on the right.

He stood in the doorway, tentatively trying to say hello, only to hear the radio be dimmed, and then the sound of Song Mid gurgling water.

He stood in the doorway, his whole person in the dark, his expression resolute, as if releasing a kind of unfinished fun.

"Director, tomorrow's matter, what else do you have to explain? If you have any other instructions, I just listen to the leader, and I will buy more things and come back, so as to save us a ...... for the day."

Although I didn't say it, the meaning was already very clear, I can't afford to cook in the house, and I have to go to the countryside for dinner, so it's best to improve it.

Song Mide looked at the long radio, listened to the quieter voice, patted the case with his hand, and muttered in a low voice, "This Nanfu battery is not resistant, it will not work in just two weeks." ”

Seeing that he was so devoted, Ding Fan smiled wryly and slowly withdrew.

Just as he stepped on the door frame, he stood up again, thinking, "You let me follow the leader to do something, I have to explain something." ”

He turned his head hesitantly and asked respectfully, "Director, do you have anything else to explain?"

Time seemed to have stagnated for more than ten seconds, and Song Mide said in a deep voice: "Don't play too big, just follow along, don't let Liu Bo always come to me." ”

This is a little inexplicable, the key is that Liu Bo's words are plain and bland, and there seems to be a trace of contempt.

But let things be done well, Ding Fan was a little confused, standing in a dim place, as if he felt that there was a fog around him, and there was no clear light, guiding him forward.

"What do you mean, what do you want to say?" Ding Fan turned his head to look out the window, the shadows of the trees outside were shaking, and under the faint starlight on the horizon, dark clouds were fluttering in the wind, making people feel a little depressed.

"Sleepy, sleepy, hurry up and hurry up with you, I don't look down on your cowardice in the door and outside the door, the Kan brigade has never been like this. Song Mide continued to drink water, and when the battery was low, he turned up the volume to the highest level, and waved at him impatiently.

That night, Ding Fan lay on the bed, listening to the soft snoring sound of Doudou sleeping next to the bed, he still opened his eyes wide and thought slowly.

Police academy students all know that it is difficult to work in a grassroots unit, and they must handle all kinds of relationships well, otherwise they will become outsiders if they are not careful, and they will even be kicked out of this unit.

This Director Song is listless all day long, he will be ridiculed by the government for a while, and the township leaders will come to visit him with food and drink, and now he still lets himself accompany the leader into the city, what is the secret in this?

A high-achieving student from the capital thinks about these questions too much.

If the truth is next to him, but the secular concept is like a piece of paper, blocking Ding Fan inside, no matter how you think about it, you can't know the real situation.

"The police are law enforcement methods, fighting crime, and the rest, depending on what you do, do it, do it, do it......" When it was almost dawn, Ding Fan turned over and over, and the sheets under him were folded, and several places were twisted into a twisted shape, and he made up his mind angrily.

In his sleep, with the anxiety before falling asleep, he dreamed of the deaf man in the police yard.

The deaf instructor has his ears very back, and when he speaks, he must lean into his ear and shout loudly. Ding Fan made a mistake for a few days, he couldn't participate in live ammunition target shooting, and he gave his classmates hands and carried things every day, and once he packed a 79 micro-punch box and was about to send it to the warehouse, when he was scratched by the crosshair on the muzzle, he was angry and gently picked up the gun and cursed.

The deaf old man went up and kicked him a few times, and then took him to his office to give him a lecture.

When he entered the hut with curtains on all sides, he was amazed to see all kinds of guns without bolts, rifles, pistols, submachine guns, sniper rifles, Beretta, and a few old machine guns.

"Boy, don't look at anything simple, the gun is the most spiritual thing, you are good to it, it is good to you, in the trenches on the battlefield, those soldiers, why are they endlessly wiping the gun, this is a dialogue with the gun, communicate with each other, enhance confidence, my ears are deafening with 500,000 bullets, and now within five kilometers, as long as someone shoots, I will immediately hear it clearly......"

Ding Fan immediately poured him a full amount of liquor, drank with the old man, and listened to him tell the story of shooting the enemy in the battlefield of self-defense and counterattack.

The old man was transferred to the police academy from the shooting team of the large military region, and he was old and had a strange temper, so he stayed in the office every day to talk to the gun and study the latest styles of firearms.

Since then, Ding Fan knows that everyone has it, and often the masters are hidden in ordinary people.

When he woke up in the morning, he was still recalling the details of learning unique shooting techniques from the old instructor in his dream, and he couldn't help touching his belt, which was empty, only to find that he had not yet been equipped with a gun in the institute.

Early in the morning, he slipped to the door of the government canteen, ready to wait for Liu Bo.

He wore a clean police uniform and greeted passers-by with a smile.

Ding Fan is now a cow, and he cleaned up Ma Xiaohe yesterday, and his fame skyrocketed all of a sudden, and many people were willing to take the initiative to talk to him.

The second fat didn't know when he stood in front of him, holding his stomach and constantly wiping the sweat on his face.

"Big brother, there is something delicious, hurry up, if you don't go, it will be gone. The second fat chewed something in his mouth, urging with a wicked smile.

He said that Ma Xiaohe had made a fire early in the morning to cook, waiting for Ding Fan to eat.

"Look, how good it is to be a policeman, help people find lost things, cough cough, by the way, fat man, what are you eating?" Ding Fan had already smelled it, and there was a strong fragrance wafting from the post office in the southwest, so he was naturally not polite, and walked over there.

He was only halfway through his speech, only to find that the second fat was swallowing something in a hurry.

"Last night, she came to me and asked about you, I said that you might go into the city today, and she was busy early in the morning, I said that you people in the city can't eat too spicy, can't be too salty, mine taste first......" Er Fat said with a serious face with that expression that he was used to lying.

Ding Fan made a gesture to beat him, his hand hung in the air, and he sneered: "Little rabbit, I will obey you on this point! You never need to make drafts when you lie, you can still eat and drink together, go, take a look." ”

"Comrade Ding is here, I haven't changed my clothes yet?" Hearing Ding Fan come in, Ma Xiaohe in the dormitory next to him turned his face sideways, lowered his head, smiled shyly, glanced at his white apron, which was quite clean, and still said embarrassedly.

When I walked into the house, I smelled even more fragrant.

Her dormitory is not big, there is a frame by the window, next to it is a small bed, against the wall is a thick fire wall, which should be used for heating in winter.

The flames of the earthen stove burned directly into the fire wall, and the room was full of heat.

"I don't know if your eating habits are not, I got up at five o'clock in the morning. Xiaohe placed two pairs of chopsticks on the small table and began to pour soup into two porcelain bowls.

Ding Fan glanced at her snow-white hands, which were clean, and glanced at the snow-white dry cucumbers washed in the vegetable basket next to her, knowing that this girl was very careful to make this breakfast, she couldn't help but nod and smile and said, "It's good, it's good." ”

The tofu soup with oil flowers, the unique fragrance spread all of a sudden, Ding Fan only felt a gurgling sound in his throat, and suddenly had a desire to immediately pick it up and drink half a bowl.

"Wait, wait!" Xiaohe took a small glass bottle and dropped a few drops of pure small grinding sesame oil into each bowl.

The fragrance suddenly increased by a few percent, and the second fat eye followed the mouth of the bottle until he saw the bowl.

Without waiting for Xiaohe to speak, Er Fat had already picked up the bowl and shouted in his mouth: "What about eating, let's go, let's go, isn't Brother Ding here?" ”

It seems that he drank tofu soup just now, and Xiao He's staple food didn't let him eat enough.

The staple food is fried radish shredded pancakes.

One by one, golden and yellow, the bottom of the pot still has oily soybean oil, Xiaohe came up, the second fat hand was faster than the pickpocket thief, directly grabbed one, took a big bite, and shouted excitedly: "Cooked, cooked." ”

Ding Fan ate and drank elegantly, the thick flavor of brine tofu spread in his mouth, the bright taste of shredded radish was not lost at all, and the aroma of fried oil hit people.

Four oil cakes and two fat eaten, Ding Fan ate one and was not very full, looking at Ma Xiaohe watching quietly beside him, he reluctantly put down his chopsticks.

When he arrived at the door, he sincerely said some words of thanks and took his leave.

Don't you know, behind the big tree in the distance, a sneaky head figure is revealed.

Ding Fan hiccuped comfortably, and told Er Fat to play by himself, and he would follow the leader to the city to run errands in a while, and he was full for breakfast, don't be like a fart.

"Big brother, I had diarrhea in the morning, maybe I ate too much watermelon, drank a scoop of cold water in the middle of the night, and when I got up in the morning, I looked at it, guess what?"

After looking at him a few times, he found that there was a mess of waste newspapers in his belly pocket, Ding Fan didn't look at it carefully, and said impatiently: "Don't disgust me, I don't have time to guess what's wrong with you?"

Erfat told him that he slept in a broken house all night, went to the toilet several times, and when he got up in the morning, he saw that there were many insects floating in the water tank.

The more he talked, the more disgusting he became, Ding Fan knew that he was going to follow him to the county seat to see a doctor, so he reluctantly nodded and agreed.

"Comrade Xiaoding, it's very early, go, drive the car out, let's take the car in a few days." Liu Bo carried a bag of artificial leather, followed by the bald assistant Zheng yesterday, went out of the government gate, and called Ding Fan to drive.

Still have a car in the township?

Assistant Zheng looked at him with a puzzled face, pointed to the backyard and said: "There is a 212 jeep in the township, which has been driven to the area for maintenance, and there is a four-wheeled one, the township chief usually sits on this when he goes out, will you drive it?"

Isn't the four-wheeled "monkey" that Kan Liang borrowed when he picked him up in the city?

He remembered that Kan Liang was opening very quickly at that time, and when the light wind blew, it was majestic, and many people on the side of the road were looking at it with their heels crossed.

The off-road type of the car is good, but the bumps are terrible, Ding Fan grabbed the saddle so hard that he didn't fall off.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll open it, by the way, this kid has diarrhea, I have to grab some medicine. Ding Fan promised Assistant Zheng and said to Liu Bo by the way.

"What is it?" Liu Bo was thinking about something, and when he heard that this dirty guy was also going with him, he couldn't help but ask.

The leader has always spoken majestically, if he ran into someone else, he would have driven the second fat away, Ding Fan was dragging the second fat away, quickly stopped, turned around and said anxiously: "Township chief, he has meningitis, and he can't get a fever." ”

As soon as his words fell, the second fat who was being pulled turned his head suddenly, looked at Liu Bo with crooked eyes, and the corners of his mouth flowed.

"Alright, alright, hurry up. Liu Bo shouted impatiently, although he sounded very helpless, but a child was so seriously ill, it was impossible to say it if he didn't take it.

"Boy, can you make a handlebar?" When he arrived at the car, Ding Fan looked at the four-wheeled bicycle with a body, which didn't even have a carport, and he had to shake it violently to pull the engine up with a pop.

The second fat is about the same height as Ding Fan, and he is grateful to Ding Fan for lying and taking him into the city, so he rolled up his sleeves, spat at the palm of his hand, and said with a grin: "You sit down, I'll come." ”

This car feels okay to drive, but the steering wheel spacing is very large, and there is no assistance, and if you turn a small corner, you have to make two laps.

After trying the clutch and brakes, Ding Fan came out as soon as he drove it.

"Let's go, let's pick up someone at the entrance of the village first. Liu Bo skillfully got into the car body, and Assistant Zheng had already prepared a wooden stool and waited for him to sit on.

"It's too windy, but it's also cool, the sight is fine, and I walk. "Ding Fan sat next to Erfat, his feet were staggered up and down, he felt good, after all, it was the first time to drive out, although the car was a little broken, but he was in a good mood.

Er Fat felt that he was a little handy, and said in a low voice: "If you open the ditch, it's fine, you just jump quickly, but I'm pretending to be a stumbling foot." ”

Ding Fan knew that he was doing it for his own good, and naturally found that he pretended to have any stomach ache, but he didn't say that he couldn't pretend to have a bad foot.

Although it is the first time for him to drive this kind of car, the principle of the car is the same, and it is a piece of cake in his hands.