There was so much snow that there was no way to pile it on the roadside, so sanitation workers pulled it to the river one by one. Yang Bing's shoes were on the sanitation tricycle, and the pedaling was a fifty or sixty-year-old grandmother.

The snowdrifts were very high, and Grandma rode hard, and the car trembled, leaving a white mark on the road. Xiao Yang Bing snapped, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he actually followed.

"Grandma, grandma, don't go yet." Yang Bing is still very polite.

The sanitation worker's surname is Guan, and everyone calls her Aunt Guan. Seeing a five or six-year-old girl running with her car, she quickly stopped, "Little girl, what's the matter?" ”

"Grandma, my shoes, my shoes are in your car."

Aunt Guan found out that on a snowy day, the little girl was barefoot. Although I was wearing wool socks, I was so sad to look at it when I stepped on the snow.

"Oh, kid, what are you doing with your shoes on a cold day?" Aunt Guan hurriedly got out of the car, "Your shoes are in my car?" ”

"Hmm!" Yang Bing nodded.

The snow heaps are so high that you can't find your shoes buried in them. Unless you dump snow on the ground, you can't pile it up on the road if it's just cleaned up. Aunt Guan also made a difficulty, "Child, do you put my glove on your feet first, do you see the front?" By the river, grandma will take you and pour the snow into the river, and then I will help you find your shoes. ”

Aunt Guan is actually not wearing gloves, the northeast is called hand stuffiness, only the thumbs are separated, and the other four fingers are put together, which is more insulated. The stuffy hand was put on Yang Bing's little feet, and it still carried Aunt Guan's body temperature, so warm.

Aunt Guan hunched down to take care of Xiao Yang Bing, and the sanitation truck stopped on the side of the road, not realizing that an out-of-control car was speeding behind her. There was a sharp sound of brakes, the car skidding on the snow, turning in circles, and the tail of the car was just swept on the sanitation small three-wheeler, and the small three-wheeler was directly thrown high, and Aunt Guan on the side of the car also flew out.

The tricycle was full of snow, and it was all raised and fluttered. Aunt Guan sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ground, the white ground, the red blood was particularly abrupt, but it was instantly covered by the drifting snow.

It's snowing again.

Xiao Yang Bing next to him was almost buried by the tossed snow, but fortunately he was not affected by the car accident, but he was already scared stupid. The shoe buried in the snow fell at his feet, but Xiao Yang Bing forgot to pick it up.

The owner of the car who caused the accident did not escape, looked at Aunt Guan'er's injuries, and then looked at Xiao Yang Bing, who was standing stupidly on the side of the road, and then calmly called 120. It didn't take much effort, the ambulance flashed its siren and galloped over, and the four medical personnel carried Aunt Guan into the car, turned around and hugged Xiao Yang Bing tightly in the ambulance.

No one noticed that the little girl was wearing a glove on her right foot, and that the little leather boot was thrown in the snow.

The incident occurred on the outskirts of Shengyang City, so the 120 ambulance drove all the way to the Central Hospital of Hushi Town.

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At the gate of the Party School of the Shengyang Municipal Party Committee, a taxi stopped on the side of the road.

Arrived at the place, but the passengers neither gave money nor got off. So the driver cautiously reminded: "Hello, the Party School of the Municipal Party Committee has arrived." ”

Two hundred-dollar bills were handed over, and the driver was stupefied. "It doesn't take so much."

"Take it, master, I have something to ask you."

The driver looked at the 200 yuan in the other party's hand and swallowed his saliva, but he didn't know if the money was good or not! Looking up at his patron, 50 years old and above, wearing sunglasses on his face, he is not angry and arrogant, and his speech is quite gentle.

"What's the matter?"

Another mobile phone reached out to the driver, "Take this phone, go into the mental hospital inside, visit a person named Yang Yingxin, and ask the doctor how her condition is." When you see it, press this button, dial my number, and let me just have a few words with her. ”

The driver took the phone suspiciously, and pressed the button after seeing the person? Why does it sound so much like an assassination? It's not a bomb, is it? Money is tempting, but life is more important.

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

"Mentally ill, it's inconvenient for me to go, I'm afraid of irritating her, and she doesn't know you!" The passenger slapped another 100 yuan into the driver's hand, "Go quickly, I'll talk to her, and I'll give you another 200!" ”

There were a total of 500 before and after, and the driver looked at the mobile phone in his hand to make sure it was not a bomb, and pressed it again, "Is this the button?" "I listened to the mobile phone in the passenger's clothes ringing, and then I was relieved.

"Well, can you get out of the car and wait for me?" Although the person in front of him doesn't look like a bad person, he has to guard against others, don't go in by yourself, and drive the car away as soon as he comes out.

The passenger sneered, opened the door and got out of the car, "I'll be waiting for you here." ”

The driver locked the car, took the phone and was about to leave, but was stopped by the passenger again, "Wait!" ”

"What else?"

The passenger took out another 200 yuan, "Take it, if they don't let you see it, just stuff a red envelope!" ”

The driver smiled, this business is easy to do, if you have money to knock on the door, even the Great Hall of the People can go! After taking the passenger's money, now I have 500 yuan in my pocket, and I can get another 200 when I come back! If you save the red envelope......

Watching the taxi driver enter the gate of the party school, Jiang Jun leaned on the car and lit a cigarette. The identity of the deputy mayor allows him to call the wind and rain, but sometimes this identity becomes a burden. I just want to see Yingxin's condition, and I'm doing it like being a thief.

Taking a deep breath, the smoke slowly exhaled, and the smoke rings in the winter seemed to be frozen, dissipating very slowly. When she was still the secretary of the party committee of Shengyang Medical College, this girl jumped into her field of vision, which was 20 years ago.

20 years ago, she was still a slightly childish little girl, she had just resumed the college entrance examination that year, and she had just implemented the policy. She never asks for anything, even if she knows that she is married, she still has no regrets. From the age of 20 to 30, he also slowly climbed from the secretary of the party committee of a district to the position of deputy mayor today. Her only request was that she wanted a child.

is already in her thirties, and a woman in her thirties has a child without getting married, how much pressure it can imagine! She spent more than half a year abroad in the name of going abroad for investigation, and when she came back, she brought a lovely little daughter. Externally, he said that he was adopted, but he knew at a glance that it was his own flesh and blood.

Bingbing's name was given by herself, and although her surname is Yang, it is completely understandable.

As his official position grows bigger and bigger, the days he can get together are getting fewer and fewer. After becoming deputy mayor, I only saw each other in my office once a month for the purpose of reporting work. When I'm older, I don't have much interest in that kind of thing, I just think about her and Bingbing. Last time, I took the opportunity of the Education Bureau's art show to stay with my daughter for half a day, and I could only look at it from a distance before.

Suddenly, the bad news came, Ying Xin went crazy? How so?

What's even more disturbing is that Ying Xin is hospitalized here, so what about Bingbing? It's not an option to follow that little nanny all the time. All of this has to be seen by Ying Xin first, if it is really irretrievable, then I will think about the next step.

A cigarette burned out, and the phone rang at the right time. Jiang Jun let out a sigh, picked up the phone, and put it on his ear, "Hey? ”

"Retribution! This is retribution! ”

Yang Yingxin's hoarse shout came from the phone.

Retribution......

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"Did you get hit?" On the 120 ambulance, the doctor asked Xiaoice Bingbing.

Yang Bing shook his head.

"Didn't run into you just now?" The doctor asked as he examined it.

Yang Bing nodded again.

"Does that hurt?"

Yang Bing thought about it and continued to shake his head.

"There are no external injuries, I am conscious, I should be fine, but I was scared."

Xiao Yang Bing looked down at the stuffy hands on his feet, and stopped talking. Looking at Aunt Guan who was lying in the car with a pale face, the little girl secretly took off the stuffy hands on her feet and silently put them on for Aunt Guan.

The ambulance drove all the way to the front of the emergency department, the stretcher on the car was pushed down directly, the old lady was already unconscious, and several mouthfuls of blood spit out on the road, suspected to be internal bleeding. During the examination in the car, at least 2 ribs were broken, but I don't know if it hurt the internal organs, so it is estimated that surgery will be needed immediately.

The doctor was taking care of the patient, and the perpetrator kept talking on the phone, and when he arrived at the hospital, he was also busy. Xiao Yang Bing got out of the ambulance alone and stood in front of the hospital building blankly, still barefoot.

Hospital? Will Mom live here?

The eyes are full of people wearing white coats, which makes Xiao Yang Bing feel very kind, and his mother always wears white coats. The person walking in front seemed to be very similar, Yang Bing wanted to catch up, but the person turned a corner and entered the house. There was a sign on the house, Yang Bing didn't know it, so he didn't dare to enter, so he squatted at the door and waited. After about 20 minutes, as soon as the door opened, a female doctor walked out, just a bit like her mother's back.

My mother was sick, and the little aunt took me to find it, but there was no mother in the hospital in that compound. Will there be one here?

It was almost noon, and Yang Bing, who hadn't eaten in the morning, was now sleepy and hungry. At this time, a smell came, and there were a lot of delicious things. Looking up, a nurse came over with a dining cart and asked the people around her, "It's Ward 509, right?" Is it the surname Yang? ”

"Yes, surnamed Yang."

Xiao Yang Bing heard it, surnamed Yang? I am also surnamed Yang, and my mother is also surnamed Yang. Could it be my mother who lives in Ward 509? I don't know if it's because of the smell of the food or because I heard that the other party's surname is also Yang. In short, Xiao Yang Bing's ghost sent the gods to follow. As soon as the elevator door opened, the dining car entered the elevator. By the time Yang Bing ran over, the door had already closed.

It doesn't matter, ward 509, already remembered. 509 must be the ninth room on the fifth floor, although the Chinese characters are not fully recognized, but she still knows the numbers. I climbed up to the fifth floor, looking up for the room number one by one, 505, 507, 509!

Will mom be in there?

Liu Busy Diary:

Without me in this chapter, there would certainly be no diary of me.