Chapter 72: It's a story
Li Jianguo was nervous but not exposed, holding a cigarette, sitting calmly and naturally on the edge of the bed, looking at He Xiye, and then turning to the door: "Xiaofu, don't you come in and sit down?"
Fu Wuyuan, who was outside the door, had already put excitement on his face, and he was now spinning wildly in his mind: if there was an emergency, would he pounce on it first or yell first, or pounce on it while shouting!
If Li Jianguo jumped out of the window, would he have to pounce on him, and if he fell, would he just press on Li Jianguo's body or fall on the slate......
His emotions are very complicated, and there are always several important decisions in life that make it difficult to choose.
Hearing Li Jianguo call him, he shook suddenly, and hurriedly shook his head: "I'll watch the door." ”
What!
He Xiye's sharp eyes swept towards the door, telling the kid to pay attention.
Then he looked back at the paper on the table, picked up a rabbit with some strange appearances drawn on it, and held it in his hand for a while: "This is... Rabbit?"
Li Yiming snorted.
"You painted it?" He Xiye looked at Li Yiming, there is nothing strange about children drawing rabbits, but if they draw like this, is it not sick yet.
Li Yiming hummed again.
"It feels weird, the eyes are so big, this is a line, and none of the hands and feet are normal. He Xiye muttered in his heart, he didn't wonder at all about Li Yiming's attitude towards him, if he was enthusiastic, something was wrong.
His gaze swept over the edge of the paper and over all the luggage in the room.
These are all laid out at a glance and open, that Li Jianguo is sitting on the bed, and the old leather box at his feet is open, which contains cigarettes and tea, as well as clothes, of course, there may be a mezzanine, but I can't see it, even if there is, I can't put a gun and a radio.
Father and son, the amount of luggage is normal for a few days on a business trip, and I don't see where I can put the radio, which is at home.
He Xiye really wanted to check it carefully, but it was really not to the extent of searching his luggage, and it depended on the development of the situation.
He Xiye put down the paper in his hand and picked up another one casually.
There was a bag on it, a bit like the one on the bed, but with a lot more pockets, and it said what could be used with zippers and tear-off straps and buckles.
"What is this?" he asked Li Yiming as he watched.
"The bag on my back, for travel. Li Yiming glanced at him and said.
"What is this fork?" He Xiye looked at the figure above.
It was written on the side, called buckles. ”
"What is the buckle for?"
"You can fix things, you don't need to tie them, you can plug them one by one at both ends, and you can pull them apart by pressing both sides, which is very convenient and can be used in many places. Li Yiming pointed to the small picture on the paper and said, "It should be made of plastic." ”
"You listen to what is said on the radio?" He Xiye asked very casually, this kind of sudden questioning is easy to set out the truth.
"No, I thought. Li Yiming didn't look back this time.
"Dreaming?"
"Hmm. ”
Why can't I dream about everything? Do you have such a strange rabbit in your dream? And do you teach you to draw bags?
The corners of He Xiye's eyebrows jumped: "The sound machine is confiscated at home?"
"No, Dad said he would buy it a year ago. ”
He Xiye looked at Li Yiming, and the answer was very direct, his expression didn't look like he was lying, and then he looked at Li Jianguo, his expression was calm, and his expression was a little indifferent.
"What are you dreaming about these days?"
Li Yiming raised his head and looked at him: "Hmm." ”
Belch... He Xiye was speechless for a while, and his eyes swept over the suitcase again, landing on the cigarette and tea clothes inside.
Li Jianguo bit his cigarette, bent down and took out a can of tea from the box and handed it over: "Lao He, this Anxi oolong tea I just bought, take a can and taste it, you like oolong so much, I promise you will like it." ”
Oolong... Tea... I like to swing oolongs?
He Xiye didn't understand too much, but it didn't matter, he had to look at the bottom of the bed, this kind of room was too simple, and now he didn't see the bottom of the bed and under the mat, and this table had no drawers.
"No, no!" He Xiye pretended to push and let go, and the piece of paper fell to the ground.
By picking up the paper, He Xiye looked at the bottom of the bed, and there was not even a piece of paper empty.
Anyway, he didn't want to give it, Li Jianguo took it back, put the tea canister back in the box, took off the cigarette cartridge, put it back in his mouth, and began to sort out his clothes and fold them one by one.
There was movement in his hand, and his mouth was not idle, biting a cigarette and saying vaguely: "This oolong tea is delicious, do you know what it means to swing an oolong?"
"It seems to be a mistake?" Li Yiming replied after thinking about it.
"Almost, this is an allusion, it is said that the green dragon is in charge of rainfall, when there was a great drought in the past, the people begged for rain, but the green dragon did not come, it was the black dragon who was invited, and the water was too big and turned into a flood. Later, there was this saying, and it was said that people had done something wrong. Remember?"
Li Yiming snorted.
There was also someone outside the door who snorted, it was Comrade Fu Wuyuan.
Li Jianguo looked at He Xiye: "If you don't go to school, I'll teach something useful by myself." ”
He Xiye was extremely unhappy in his heart, this slap in the face is not over, what is it to ask for rain and green dragons and black dragons, it is quite reasonable to teach children feudal superstition, this Li Jianguo is still a party member! How did he join the party, I have to study it carefully.
The atmosphere in the room was very awkward, He Xiye put the paper he picked up back on the table, looked at Li Yiming and asked casually, "Where is your mother?"
"It's on the side. Li Yiming said.
"Went a few years ago. Li Jianguo said.
Father and son spoke almost at the same time.
I went to the branch a few years ago, no! I seem to remember that the child's mother died!
He Xiye was slightly stunned, looked at Li Jianguo, and then at Li Yiming.
Li Jianguo said that he went, the so-called went, in fact, it also means death, He Xiye can hear this meaning, but why did Li Yiming say that he went to the branch?
Maybe it was a lie to the child, He Xiye knew about this practice, he decided to find out about it in the future, and in front of the child, he didn't ask.
Looking at the increasingly ugly faces of the father and son, He Xiye knew very well how unpopular he was, but who made me a police officer.
"That's it......" He took a heavy puff of cigarette and looked at Li Jianguo, "How many days have you been on this business trip?"
"The unit has a task, and you can only go back after completing it to see how things are done. Li Jianguo held the cigarette and gently waved it in front of his face to sweep away the smoke, "What about you?"
"Also, it depends on how things go, didn't the wind come some time ago, blew down the trees in the house, smashed the wall, ran away from a few prisoners, and there were still two people missing. He Xiye said in a low voice.
"What kind?" Li Jianguo also asked in a low voice.
He Xiye casually said a few characteristics.
When the two said this, Fu Wuyuan, whose muscles outside the door had been tense, began to become confused.
What is this public security comrade doing, just now I thought that Li Jianguo seemed to have a problem, but now it seems to be no problem, it turns out that the fugitive is not a family, so why is he so nervous about catching a spy? !
However, Comrade He has a strong ability to adapt to changes, from picking up the door to leaning over to untie his shoes, Comrade Fu Wuyuan said in his heart that this picture is very storytelling.
And in the latter paragraph, there seems to be a variety of invisible, so it's even more storyful.