Caizi left Zhang Mingyun's house, went to the outside of the village, took out the blue scarf from the plastic bag, and took a look. After that, it was folded in a boxy way and wrapped again in a plastic bag. Then I went to the village to find a big willow tree and buried a plastic bag with a blue scarf under this big willow tree. After that, I picked up the bicycle and the pork given by my uncle and went home.

After returning home, Caizi told his parents about his uncle's house. When the TV was specifically mentioned, Sun Fuhai suddenly changed the topic as if he hadn't heard it, and said to himself: "Why didn't the police come to our house to arrest people once? Hey......!

Caizi's mother took over and said, "You still want the police to arrest your son and put him in prison! What are the police doing when people are not at home, and the police are not stupid?"

Caizi's father said: "No, I'll ask Fujiang to find someone tomorrow to ask if the public security still wants to arrest Caizi." ”

The next day, Sun Fuhai really found Sun Fujiang and told him what he thought, Sun Fujiang said: "No need to ask, people don't report to the public security, what did the public security do in Zhang's house? It's okay, why don't they go to my house?"

It is also said that in this small place, the public security does not come back once a year. Just when something happened, it was so coincidental?

At that time, there were two public security officers in the commune, one surnamed Chen and one surnamed Luan. The villagers called them Chen Gong'an and Luan Gong'an. Except for some cases in the villages, the public security officers generally only work in communes, and do not go to people's homes much. Besides, Xiwazi is a small natural tun and a small production team under the Zaozhuang Brigade, so the time for the public security to patronize is naturally less, no wonder Sun Fujiang said this.

It turned out that last time it was Chen Gong'an who was transferred, and Zhang Gong'an was transferred. Luan Gong'an led Zhang Gong'an to the village to familiarize himself with the situation, and chatted at Zhang Chengyu's house for a while. This has led to speculation among the villagers. Because this kind of thing involves the reputation of Lao Ya, no one in the village, including the close relatives of Lao Ya's family, dares to ask Zhang Chengyu in person why the public security went to Zhang's house, and everyone has been speculating about this.

In this way, the talented man spent the fifth day of the first month at home anxiously.

Zhang Mingyun brought a few playmates who were good with talents, Zhang Mingyun, Zhao Lixin and a few others to his house twice.

Zhang Mingyun brought the news of the old girl, and Zhang Mingyun told the talented man: "The old girl didn't come back during the Spring Festival, probably because she was afraid of a long way, right?"

After hearing this, Caizi's heart was cold, and he shivered involuntarily. He didn't know why his body reacted like this when he heard the news that the old girl hadn't returned.

The talented man didn't dare to go out, he was afraid that the news of his return would be known by Lao Ya's family and report to the public security. He had to stay at home, but his two younger brothers were young and ignorant.

Once, Erguang and Sanyang inadvertently told the relatives of the Zhang family about the return of the talented son. In this way, the news of the talent's return to the house leaked out. After Sun Fujiang heard it, the Zhang family knew about the return of the talented man, and he hurriedly went to his brother's house to report the news.

There is no way, the year is not over yet, Sun Fuhai asked the talented man to hurry back to his uncle's house.

Taking advantage of the night, Sun Fuhai sent the talented man out of the house, and when the talented man arrived at the head of the village, he stopped his bicycle and stood for a while, and he looked back at the village.

He glanced at the big willow tree with a blue scarf buried in the village again, and looked in the direction of his own house and the old girl's house. The cold wind pierced his heart and his face like a pinprick. He was reluctant to leave here, to leave those familiar faces, familiar playmates.

An inexplicable sadness came over him, and he wept.

On the way back to his uncle's house, he rode very slowly. When he got uphill, he got off his bike, and while pushing the bicycle, he thought, "Why should I run away?" When will I run away? Will this escape solve the problem? What does the old girl think? What does the old girl's family think?

Could it be that my family and the old girl's family are in a stalemate because of me? What should the police really do if they arrest me? With these greetings, he walked slowly.