Zhao Hai parked the motorcycle at the door, a middle-aged woman came out of the house, said something to Zhao Hai in the local dialect, looked very anxious, Yang Zheng was stunned, looked at Zhao Hai, Zhao Hai exchanged a few words with the other party, and then said to Yang Zheng: "This is Liu Mei, Zhao Yan's wife, Zhao Yan is Zhao Jin's son." ”

"Is there something wrong with their family?" Yang Zheng asked in a deep voice.

"Sort of, Zhao Yan's son is sixteen years old, his family is poor, and his grades are not good, he is so brave and ruthless, he dropped out of school at home, some time ago he took the same people from the neighborhood to block the cars of outsiders on the highway, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, he wanted to pack cigarettes or something, he met a ruthless stubble yesterday, and he fought, and as a result, he was sent to the hospital, and the family had no money, Zhao Yan went everywhere to borrow money, and he didn't come back, his son Zhao Lei ran away, I don't know who to hide from, no, I thought I came to arrest someone." Zhao Hai smiled bitterly.

"Is there room for adjustment?" Yang Zheng asked.

Zhao Hai glanced at Yang Zheng deeply and said: "Zhao Lei is under the age of eighteen, underage, plus it's just an ordinary fight, it's not a big deal, but you have to give the victim an explanation, medical expenses, compensation or something, I asked just now, the other party asked for 50,000, and this matter is over." ”

Yang Zheng quickly untied his backpack, took out five wades of money from it and handed it over, and said in a deep voice: "I gave this money for their family, please." "I was prepared before I came, and I took some cash for backup.

"Okay, brothers, you deserve to be our soldiers." Zhao Hai took it and put it away, gave a thumbs up, and then said a few words to the woman in local dialect, the other party was overjoyed, and hurriedly rushed into the room, and after a while, he brought paper and pen, Zhao Hai wrote down the receipt on the spot, handed it to Yang Zheng and said: "I will collect the money on my behalf, the rules can't be messed up, you take this receipt, don't worry, leave the rest to me, by the way, when will you leave?" ”

"Maybe a while." Yang Zheng said.

"Okay, I'll look for you after work in the evening, let's have a drink?" Zhao Haixiao asked.

Yang Zheng took out a wad of money from his bag, which was 10,000 yuan, handed it to the other party and said, "Their family looks poor, why don't you help buy something and come over, let's have a meal at their house, right?" ”

"It's just a bunch of rice, it doesn't cost much, so let's eat at his house, and I'll get some food and drink when I get back, count it as mine." Zhao Hai said with a smile, didn't take the money, stepped on the motorcycle, said a few words to the women in local dialect after starting, and then left quickly on the motorcycle.

At this time, the surrounding villagers curiously gathered around to see the excitement, and the woman named Liu Mei said to Yang Zheng gratefully: "Who are you?" Why help our family? "Not very standard Chinese, but understandable.

It would be good if there was no communication barrier, Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and asked, "What about Zhao Yan?" ”

"I'm going to call him back." Liu Mei hurriedly said and walked into the room.

Yang Zheng didn't go directly into the room, saw a small stool at the door, walked over and sat down, put a big bag of fruit next to him, and saw a lot of villagers gathered around to watch the excitement, most of them were elderly women and old people, and it was estimated that young people were doing things outside, right? I didn't care, smiled kindly, and waited patiently.

Not long after, Liu Mei came out, saw Yang Zheng sitting at the door waiting, embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it, the family was alone, and it was not appropriate to let a strange man into the house, so she simply moved out a few stools, Zhang Luo looked at the lively people, there were more people, the courage was stronger, and the curiosity was heavier, and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"Here's some fruit, wash it and share it among everyone." Yang Zheng smiled and handed the fruit over.

Liu Mei didn't dare to answer, shook her head, and said a little anxiously: "No, I can't ask for your things." ”

"Then let's talk about it when Zhao Yan comes, and also, call your son back, Director Zhao Hai will deal with it, there will be no problem, don't worry." Yang Zheng said with a smile, not wanting to expose his intentions in front of so many people.

Liu Mei nodded, went into the house to make a call, and came out not long after, smiled at Yang Zheng gratefully, and walked next to the lively villagers to chat, everyone was talking about the local dialect, Yang Zheng estimated that he was talking about himself, but he didn't understand, so he simply didn't make a sound, and waited patiently.

After a while, a motorcycle drove over and stopped at the door, riding a middle-aged man, in his forties, but looking very haggard and tired, the man walked up quickly, his eyes fell on Yang Zheng, and he said suspiciously: "I'm Zhao Yan, did you help me pay for it?" You are? ”

"Can we talk alone?" Yang Zheng got up and said.

"Let's go inside and talk." The man named Zhao Yan agreed, and immediately said something to the people around him, and everyone laughed, dispersed, and went back.

After that, Zhao Yan motioned for Yang Zheng to enter the house, the room was very simple, there was not a single valuable thing in sight, not even a TV, Zhao Yan handed over a long wooden stool, Yang Zheng took it and sat down, Zhao Yan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and he had not opened it yet.

Yang Zheng saw that the other party was not proficient, and estimated that he couldn't smoke, and when he heard that he bought it temporarily on the back road, he smiled and said, "Don't open it, I don't smoke." ”

"Try it?" Zhao Yan said with some embarrassment.

"No need, you sit down first, I'll tell you something." Yang Zheng said seriously.

Zhao Yan casually dragged a stool and sat down, looking a little nervous, Yang Zheng could see that Zhao Yan was an honest person, seeing that Liu Mei was also nervously sitting over, smiled, took off the backpack, took out an urn from it, solemnly handed it over, and said in a deep voice: "I should call you a senior brother in terms of seniority, senior brother, this is the master, that is, your father's ashes, handed over to you." ”

"My dad?" Zhao Yan was shocked, his eyes full of anger and grievance.

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment and asked, "You hate him?" ”

"More than thirty years, what do you say? I was only a teenager when he left, and I haven't heard from him for so many years, and he still has the face to come back? Zhao Yan said angrily.

"You shouldn't hate him." Yang Zheng sighed: "He went to Myanmar just to earn more money and improve his life, not that he didn't want to come back, but he was arrested the year he went out, and he was imprisoned for 30 years, and he couldn't get out. ”

"What?" Zhao Yan was shocked, what resentment, what anger, disappeared instantly after hearing the truth, as a child, who can really hate his parents? In the past, he hated because he didn't know, Zhao Yan saw Yang Zheng nodding affirmatively, and asked in disbelief: "What you said is true, why is he gone, and you came out?" ”

"Then there was a riot in the prison, and a large number of people escaped, and I came out with them." Yang Zheng explained that it is a matter of confidentiality and cannot be revealed too much.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yan still asked distrustfully.

(End of chapter)