The young girl, dressed in a mane, looks good, and scolds people in the Jinghua dialect, which has been called "Wu Nong's soft language" since ancient times, which is very good. 4∴ (8) 0 (6) 5 is just a language no matter how nice it is, if it is used to scold people, it is naturally not beautiful.

Liu Weihong and the others looked at each other, but they couldn't understand.

Liu Huaying has been working in Jinghua for a period of time, young people have strong learning ability, and they can understand some Jinghua dialect, but when the woman scolds, her emotions are moving, her tone is sharp, and she wants to be very clear, so it is naturally difficult for Liu Huaying to listen to it.

"Those people are the owners of the shops here, and they think that the stalls are in the way, which affects their business......"

Liu Huaying automatically acted as a translator and briefly commented a few sentences.

Shang frowned and said: "For the New Year, people set up a stall to sell something to help make up for it, it doesn't matter, right?" ”

Strictly speaking, those shop owners are not wrong, they operate here, they pay rent, and they also need to pay many other fees, the cost is very high, and it is normal to be angry because the business has been affected by the stalls. It's just a little less compassionate. It's not easy to go out to do business on the third day of the new year.

The woman who almost fell before, the attitude was the most fierce, while scolding, while stretching out her foot in the little red leather shoes, to kick the clay figure stall, the owner of the clay figure stall, but did not get up to stop the mouth Although the mouth is facing away from this side, if you look closely, you can find that there is a cane on the ground, it turns out that the stall owner has a disability in his legs and feet, and it is difficult to stand up. In this situation, even if he struggles to stand up, he is afraid that he will not be able to stand steadily, and if he is not careful, he will be pushed and fall to the ground. For people with disabilities in their legs and feet, falls are likely to cause serious injuries.

However, the stall owners of other stalls couldn't see it, and they all gathered around and accused the shop owners of gossiping. Some of them, who are not locals, speak Mandarin.

"We don't come every day, or we come here for the past two days to have a good time and earn some pocket money, why are we so fierce?"

'yes, yes' everybody's in business, there's no need for this, right? ”

The scene was noisy.

There were more stall owners, and the situation was very chaotic with the shopkeepers in the middle, and the clay figure stall owner with disabled legs and feet kept not talking much, just lying on the ground, slowly cleaning up the clay figurines that had been kicked by fashionable women. Where are those clay figurines?

The two young men from the security department of the military region quickly approached and guarded Liu Chengjia's sided Although it seemed that the chaos at the scene was not aimed at Commander Liu, the responsibility of the security department could not be treated with caution.

A capable young man in his thirties whispered to Liu Chengjia: "Chief, it's chaotic here, please leave here." 3∴３５６８６６８８”

Liu Chengjia waved his hand, but strode forward.

The two security officers looked at each other, very helpless, but immediately followed.

At this time, there was another change in the front.

"You dare to hit me?"

With a scream, the fashionable woman rushed out of the crowd and pointed at a stall owner and shouted angrily. The stall owners looked at each other, a little inexplicable, obviously not knowing who hit her.

The situation is so chaotic that it is possible for someone to push her unintentionally.

The fashionable woman screamed a few words, then ran into a shop in a rage, and called, not knowing who to call.

Liu Chengjia naturally ignored this, and indirectly walked to the stall selling clay figures, squatted slowly, and carefully looked at the stall owner of the clay figure stall. The owner of the clay figurine stall was still slowly cleaning up the clay figurines that had been trampled all over the place, and he didn't seem to notice that someone was looking at him from top to bottom, and all he could see was a rickety back and a mouth with white hair

"Zhang Zhaoyong? Seven platoon lengths? ”

Liu Chengjia slowly spoke.

The clay man raised his head suddenly, his eyes showing a confused look, but the next moment, his eyes shone brightly, and his lips moved violently, as if they were very jī moving.

"Battalion commander?"

The clay vendor's lips trembled for a long time, and he screamed tremblingly, tears rolling in his eyes

"It's really you, Seventh Platoon Leader!"

It can be seen that Liu Chengjia is also very surprised

The seventh platoon leader nodded again and again, and after all, he couldn't hold back his tears, and he struggled to stand up, but he had a disability in his legs and feet, and he didn't have crutches when he moved, but he couldn't stand up.

Liu Weihong and Dong Wei took two steps forward in unison, one left and one right, and helped him up.

Liu Chengjia stepped forward and held Zhang Zhaoyong's shoulders with both hands, looking very emotional. This is the first time Liu Weihong has seen that kind of mixed feelings in his father's eyes. It can be seen that this seventh platoon leader has a lot of weight in Liu Chengjia's mind.

"Seventh Platoon Leader, why are you setting up a stall here?"

Staring at Zhang Zhaoyong for a while, Liu Chengjia asked in surprise.

"Well, this Zhuo, battalion commander, I ......"

Hearing Liu Chengjia ask about this seven-row leader, his face was flushed, and he didn't know how to answer.

Over there, there was still a lot of noise, and several shopkeepers and stall owners "disengaged from contact," stood a few steps away, and looked at these stalls with mocking eyes, and the god seemed to be waiting to see the excitement.

"You wait, wait for Sister Lei's godbrother to come, and you will feel good......"

One of the young men, gloating.

Some of the stall owners seemed to know that it was powerful, their faces changed drastically, and they didn't care about the ridicule of the young men, so they slowly packed up their things.

"Seventh platoon leader, what the hell is going on?"

Liu Chengjia's face became grim.

"Battalion commander, well, the factory closed down and laid off......"

After all, Zhang Zhaoyong explained the current situation in extremely simple words.

Liu Chengjia frowned, and immediately asked, "Laid off?" You are a first-class meritorious serviceman, a disabled soldier, how can you be leveled? ”

As he spoke, Liu Chengjia glanced at Liu Weihong. Liu Weihong is currently working at the local level, and he should be more aware of these policies

Liu Weihong said: "Dad, according to the policy, first-class meritorious heroes and disabled soldiers are given preferential treatment, and under normal circumstances, they are not allowed to be laid off. Even if the enterprise goes bankrupt and closes down, it must be rearranged to work beyond ...... mouth."

"But what?"

Liu Weihong smiled bitterly and said, "Sometimes, the local government does not strictly enforce these policies. ”

Zhang Zhaoyong hurriedly said: "Battalion commander, the government gave me money, buyout fee." Although my legs and feet are inconvenient, I still have hands, I can knead clay figures, and I can support myself. ”

Liu Chengjia nodded

It was precisely because of Zhang Zhaoyong's pinched clay man and the crippled right leg that Liu Chengjia suddenly remembered him. More than ten years have passed, but the young and heroic seventh platoon commander has been gray and wrinkled, and it seems that he is older than Liu Chengjia.

Liu Weihong said: "Uncle Zhang, according to the policy, you are not allowed to buy out in this situation. ”

Zhang Zhaoyong is a comrade-in-arms of Liu Chengjia, and he has made meritorious contributions to the country, so he naturally deserves Liu Wei to call him 'Uncle Zhang'.

Zhang Zhaoyong laughed hesitantly, and it was difficult to answer Liu Weihong's words. It can be seen that he is the kind of person who is very honest and at the same time very respectful, and he feels that it is very wrong to always ask this government for personal affairs

Liu Chengjia said: "Seventh platoon leader, isn't your hometown from Haimen?" ”

Haimen is a municipality directly under the central government in the north, and Jinghua City can be said to be "retreating from the south to the north". Liu Chengjia is very strange, why Zhang Zhaoyong will set up a stall in Jinghua City.

Zhang Zhaoyong hurriedly replied: "Battalion commander, my daughter-in-law's hometown is here. I didn't have any relatives over there, so I went to Jinghua with my daughter-in-law. Settled here. ”

I see, after all, the war on the southern front has been over for more than ten years, and the comrades-in-arms of that year, the heavens are on different sides, and the units have changed, and many situations are not so familiar.

"Which district?"

When I arrived at the house, I immediately asked

"Moon Lake District."

Here is telling the comrades-in-arms parting, there is a noisy footsteps over there, a group of seven or eight people, all of them powerful men, hurrying over. It's a very quirky "team," with all sorts of clothes, some wearing police uniforms, some wearing security uniforms, some wearing suits, all holding guys in their hands, electric bāng, rubber batons, etc., and they are also different. It's really not easy to tell what they do just by how they dress. At first, it was a big fat man, with a tall body and a red face, and he knew at a glance that he had been burned by alcohol. When the person was running, it seemed that the ground was quietly shaking, although he was wearing a police uniform and winter clothes, and he was wrapped more tightly, he could still see the large pile of féi meat wrapped in the clothes shaking incessantly, as if a muscle dancer 0 This person was wearing a chalk hat crookedly, and it seemed to be a bald head, and he was coming straight to this side with a fierce momentum.

"The security guard is here, run

……”。

Those who set up stalls, as soon as they saw these people, made a big uproar, and immediately swept the goods, and some of them experienced people had already wrapped their things in a large cloth, and at this time they looked at the package on their backs, and ran very neatly. More stall owners were obviously inexperienced, and when they saw Da Fat and others rushing over, they immediately panicked. Some people are timid, they don't want anything, and they just run away.

Others are scrambling to pack up.

"Stop it!"

yelled at the big fat man on his head, and "killed" those vendors.

All of a sudden, the jī flying dog jumped, and the scene was very chaotic.

Then there were a few screams, and the one who was running slowly was chased by the security guards, and the electric batons and rubber batons immediately rained down, knocking several small vendors to the ground.

"I told you to set up a stall here, I can't kill you!"

The big fat lifted his thick legs in big scalp shoes and kicked a fallen vendor hard.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, this person was so fierce and vicious, without the slightest mercy or friendship.

'Stop!' ”

Almost at the same time, Liu Weihong, Shang, Dong Wei and Liu Huaying scolded together