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An Xin looked around, and She Xiaoqing hurriedly walked over: "Mr. An? ”

"Where's Xiao Fan?"

"No, I'll call her." She Xiaoqing hurriedly took out her mobile phone to dial Shu Fan's number, quickly connected, and said a few words: "Xiaofan said that she was not feeling well and went back first." ”

An Xin looked apologetic, but Xu Jiaojiao smiled very understandingly: "The adults will definitely not like the gathering, and the one in our family did not come, but the prince of Shifeng Group is quite precocious." ”

After speaking, the two smiled heartily.

In the parking lot, Shu Fan got into the car and complained: "It's really annoying, it's a charity bazaar, one is more hypocritical than the other, extravagant, purely to pull relationships, I don't like these people." ”

Liu Handong said: "Then go home now?" ”

"No, let's go around the streets, let's do charity too, first to the bakery, then to the city center."

"Are you going to open a porridge shed to give alms?" Liu Handong asked with a smile.

"What?" Shu Fan didn't understand.

"I mean, are you going to give bread to beggars? The idea is right, the real poor are short of food, but bread does not suppress hunger, it is just dim sum, to suppress hunger, you have to be steamed buns, and then get some mustard, and live together. ”

"Then buy steamed buns."

So Liu Handong drove Shu Fan to a commercial street, bought a few steamed buns that had just come out of the pot, and bought a lot of small packages of mustard in the city, and drove to the front of the Golden Eagle Merchant Xiamen on Central Street, and sure enough, a few beggars surrounded him, but when Shu Fan took out the hot steamed buns to hand them to others, they were all rejected without exception.

The beggars looked at Shu Fan with the eyes of aliens, and some people directly asked for cash, three yuan and five yuan, and one piece and five cents were not disgusted.

Shu Fan was greatly disappointed, saying that the beggar he met in the United States was also a tune, as long as the money wanted spirits and marijuana, not milk and bread.

Liu Handong said that the beggars in the city are all professional households, with iPhones in their pockets, their hometowns are covered with small western-style buildings, their children drive cars, and they take Costa cruises to Jeju Island or something in their spare time.

"Brother, do you know where there is such a person?" Shu Fan asked.

"As long as there is a heart, there is it everywhere." Liu Handong is tricky, in fact, he doesn't know where such people are, usually this kind of marginal people at the bottom of the social hierarchy live in no fixed place, out of the public's sight, usually you can always see one or two, but when you really want to look for it, you can't find any of them.

"It's so profound, I understand, let's walk around, I'm sure there will be a scene." Shu Fan returned to the car with a bag of steamed buns.

Liu Handong thought for a while, there is a hostel opposite the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University, there should be people living in the countryside to see a doctor, some of those people are really in need of help, Shu Fan's family is rich, and love is overflowing, which can sponsor one or two sick children or something, and it is also a good thing with immeasurable merits.

The nearest road from here to the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University is Fenglin Road, this road was built during the Republic of China, the road is covered with green trees on both sides, and the small villas are scattered, which used to be the residence of senior Kuomintang officials, and after liberation, it became the residence of the leaders of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee and Provincial Government, and it is still the case today.

Fenglin Road is close to the riverside, the scenery is beautiful, the road is straight, limited to 40 kilometers, it is forbidden to honk, the Audi car is low, suddenly Shu Fan pointed to the side of the road and said: "Brother, look." ”

Liu Handong turned his head to look, only to see that outside the iron gate of the roadside villa, two white old men were being pushed out by several young men, the young men all had flat heads, wore white shirts and navy blue trousers, thin and strong, and knew the soldiers of the Provincial Party Committee Security Bureau at a glance.

"These are the petitioners, and they all came to the door of the provincial party secretary." Liu Handong said that there was a blue enamel sign on the big iron gate, which marked that the courtyard was No. 1 Fenglin Road, that is, the home of the provincial party secretary.

"Help them." Shu Fan looked at the two old men who were getting farther and farther away, "They must have been forced to do this." ”

Liu Handong braked, looked in the rearview mirror, quickly reversed back, opened the door and got out of the car, and shouted: "Don't do it." ”

The leader was probably a squad leader and asked him, "Which unit are you from?" ”

"Does it matter which unit I have? I don't know how to respect the elderly when I am young, if it is your grandparents, you can do it," Liu Handong asked rhetorically.

"Illegally petitioning and storming the leader's residence is a crime." A little soldier with a pimple-covered face said angrily.

"The White House still allows tourists to visit, and the place where the leader lives is more expensive than the palace? When the people come to petition, they are not disappointed with you, and the constitution does not stipulate that no complaints are allowed. Liu Handong was aggressive and arrogant, and helped the two old men over.

The guards and soldiers couldn't say anything about him, anyway, they just had to drive him away, and they didn't say anything anymore.

In fact, Liu Handong is also weak-minded, people probably saw that he drove a four-circle Audi before he did it, if he really wanted to be more serious or suffer his own losses, it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, he helped the two old men into the car and drove away.

The vigilant soldier picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of Liu Handong's license plate number.

"What's the matter with petitioning?" Liu Handong asked, glancing at the old man in the rearview mirror, the old lady was still lying on the car window and reluctantly looking at the small red western-style building in the maple forest that was going away.

"I'm not here to petition, I'm here to find someone." The old man said that he was neat in a gray tunic, with a tightly worn collar and cuffs, but his worn-out liberation shoes and faux leather handbag betrayed his lowly status.

"Looking for someone? Do you know the secretary of the provincial party committee? Hey, this guy is quite familiar. Liu Handong suddenly thought that on the night of Shu Fan's kidnapping, he was sheltering from the rain in a culvert on the way to escape, as if he had seen this old man, and the old man also helped him deal with his wounds.

But the old man couldn't remember Liu Handong anymore, and he explained: "This old sister is here to find someone, and she said that she had lived in No. 1 Courtyard before. ”

Liu Handong was puzzled, looking at the old lady in the rearview mirror, with a gray head, seventy or eighty years old, fine skin and tender flesh, exquisite clothes, some dust on her body, and her eyes were straight, as if there was something wrong with her spirit.

"Grandma, where do you live?" Liu Handong was afraid of the back of her ear, so he asked loudly.

"My family lives at No. 1 Fenglin Road, my husband is the secretary of the provincial party committee, my son is also the secretary of the provincial party committee, and I used to be the deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the provincial party committee." The old lady said nervously.

Liu Handong immediately understood, when he met a mentally ill person, it was no wonder that the guards and soldiers drove them out.

can only coax and persuade this kind of person, Liu Handong said a few perfunctory words, and asked the old man: "Uncle, this grandmother is your relative?" ”

"No, it's my old sister who picked up at the train station the day before yesterday, alas, it is estimated that the children were driven out of the house by unfilial piety, and this brain is not good, they are all poor people, so I will take care of them by the way."

"That's not the way to go, or send it to the aid station." Liu Handong said.

Shu Fan shook his head: "No, we should send the grandmother home, her children and grandchildren must be looking for her in a hurry." ”

"You're the boss, listen to you." Liu Handong hit the steering wheel and drove to the nearest police station.

After Shen Hongyi rectified the police style, the atmosphere of the police station in Omi was very good, and the police officers had a kind and enthusiastic attitude, and after asking about the intention, they poured water for the old man, gave up his seat, made a record, and asked for his name, age, home address, but the old lady began to be confused, and she didn't know what her name was, and the child's phone number was not clear.

The police are very experienced: "This is an Alzheimer's patient, let's check if there is a report record of a missing person." ”

The police asked the old lady if she had any documents, mobile phones, or other things that could identify her, and the old man said that she couldn't say clearly, so he found a female police officer to search her body, but she still found nothing.

"In this way, send it to the aid station first, and then send it home after the identity is ascertained, and now there is only this way." The police were also helpless.

Liu Handong was about to agree, but suddenly Shu Fan pulled him aside and said very solemnly: "I think what grandma said is true." ”

"Pull it down, her husband is the secretary of the provincial party committee, and her son is still the secretary of the provincial party committee, and their family is all secretaries, is it possible?" Liu Handong turned his head and glanced at the stupid and drooling old lady, "It's definitely mentally problematic and paranoid." ”

"No, I believe her." Shu Fan said very seriously, "It's very simple to distinguish the truth from the fake, wait until she is clear, and then ask again, and then find someone to verify that since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there will be no more than thirty secretaries of the provincial party committee, and it is easy to check." ”

"Try it." Liu Handong shrugged, although Shu Fan is young, her IQ and EQ are extremely high, and her judgment can be trusted.

So Liu Handong took the two old people back, drove back to his new house in Huanghua Community directly, and called Shanpao to send four dishes and one soup over, Shu Fan served the old lady very carefully and ate, helped her wipe her mouth and wash her face, after a while, the old lady seemed to be sober, and began to chatter again, saying that she wanted to go home and go to No. 1 Fenglin Road.

"What's your old name?" Liu Handong asked her.

"My surname is Pan."

"What's your son's name?"

"Call ......," the old lady thought hard, but couldn't say it for a long time.

"And what's your husband's name?"

"My husband was hit by the impact of ten years of turmoil, he was wronged, I know, he is an underground party...... I know about him and the vixen, but I forgive her......" The old lady replied and muttered to herself.

Everyone was helpless, and Shu Fan began to analyze: "If what the grandmother said is true, the father and son are both secretaries of the provincial party committee, and there will be at least thirty to forty years between them. ”

After searching on the Internet, there were two pairs of father and son secretaries.

The first pair surnamed Zheng, father Zheng Zeru, served as the first secretary of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee in the 50s, and was later transferred to the Minister of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry, and his son Zheng Jiefu stepped down as secretary of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee only the year before last.

The second pair surnamed Xu, father Xu Tingge, served as deputy secretary of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee in the late 70s, and his son Xu Xinhe is the current secretary of the provincial party committee.

Obviously, this old lady can't be Secretary Xu's mother, so there is only one possibility.

Liu Handong had a flash of inspiration and called his grandfather to ask about the things of the year.

Liu Xiaoyong is not deaf or blind, and his brain is not confused, he said: "I remember Zheng Zeru, at that time Chen Dashuai was the provincial chairman, he was the first secretary, and he also married a female college student surnamed Pan, speaking of which is still your aunt's classmate." ”