Between rice paddies and ditches, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, a large square building sits there.

If you don't look at his watchtowers at the four corners, the tall iron gates that are closed, and the guards in front of them, one might mistake it for a processing factory, and this is where Akisawa was held, Wumadian Prison.

Akisawa sat alone in the corner of the room, staring at the ceiling in a daze, and for a long time, a string of crystal tears flowed down his cheeks.

After the desert drill two months ago, Qiu Ze said goodbye to the rest of the team and hurried back to his hometown in Jiangxi.

Akisawa brother and sister, he also has a younger sister, this year in the fourth grade of elementary school, the mother passed away when they were still very young, the father pulled the two of them alone, the father went home a year ago when the father's health was not very good, this time he specially brought back a lot of things home, one is to report the good news to his father, tell him that he is already a formal special combat member, on the other hand, he wants to be able to do his filial piety in front of his father.

But what happened in the next few days changed the course of his life forever.

The empty wall is like a large screen, playing the images of the time frame by frame.

Akisawa couldn't contain his excitement when he returned to his hometown, but the more he walked home, the stranger his surroundings became.

The old urban area where his home is located is facing demolition and reconstruction, and it would have been a great thing to build a high-end comprehensive commercial and residential area here in the future, but on the day he returned home, he witnessed his father and some uncles and aunts in the old neighborhood being besieged by a group of people.

Most of the people around this group of old people are wearing hard hats and overalls, looking like construction workers on the construction site, but many of them can clearly be seen to be some scoundrels, they are pushing or abusing these white-haired old people, and behind the old people, dozens of crumbling old houses stand abruptly in the ruins, looking so helpless, many of the houses are full of household items that should be placed in the house, and some slightly larger furniture is discarded on the messy broken bricks and rubble.

Qiu Ze finally persuaded these uncles and aunts in the neighborhood to go back, and helped them clean up the discarded household goods, and then returned to his home.

The father told Qiu Ze angrily that the house had been cut off from water and electricity for nearly two months, and the things in the house had been thrown out several times by the demolition workers, and many things had been broken and damaged and could no longer be used.

"Isn't there a new house? Why don't you move to a new house? "This is what puzzles Akizawa.

"New house? Who wouldn't want to live in a new house? When we signed the demolition agreement, it was clearly said that it was a new house in the community, and it was not too far from here, and everyone was very satisfied, but when everyone began to go through the procedures, it all changed, and the house that should have been allocated to us was taken away by some people with heads and faces, rich and powerful, and the houses left to us were all old houses that they replaced, and some houses were not as good as our original housing here, and they were all remote areas. How can anyone bully our people like this? ”

Qiu Ze finally understood the general situation, and couldn't help but smile and persuade: "Dad, even if this is the case, we can't make trouble, we can report it to the above through the relevant channels?" Can't solve the problem with such a fuss? ”

"Reflect? Reflect: If it works, can solve the problem, will everyone still make such a fuss? , We went to the city, the demolition office, the project headquarters have been countless times, no one paid attention to it at all, and if we were bored, we came out to deal with it personally, so that we would focus on the overall situation, and we would get a satisfactory house, but when we went back, everything was as usual, and then I inquired, and the house was privately divided by people from these relevant departments. ”

As he spoke, Qiu Ze's father walked to the door and pointed to the demolition workers who had gathered together not far away and a house on the street, and said:

"These demolition people are also hired by these interest departments, the eldest son of the Li family went to the city several times to respond to the demolition problem, was followed and warned by some unknown people, went home at night three days ago, was attacked by their black hands on the way, and now is still lying in the hospital in a coma, you can go door to door to ask, which family has not been subjected to their black hands, throwing stones and smashing glass in the middle of the night, cutting off water and electricity, which is demolition, it is clearly a group of bandits."

The more the old man talked, the more angry he became, and two lines of tears flowed down the old cheeks.

Seeing his father being bullied like this, Qiu Ze felt a wave of anger in his heart, he gritted his teeth and comforted: "Don't worry, you can't solve the problem if you get stiff, you can rest first, and then find a way." ”

After finally persuading the angry father and the old neighbors, everyone began to pack up their belongings, while the demolition people were still there to insult and make trouble.

Don’t wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you.

Due to the lack of water and electricity here, Qiu Ze went to a far away place early in the morning to fetch water, and on the way back, he was stunned by the roar of machinery, and from a distance, the place called 'home' was already dusty, and the dust was accompanied by the shouts of the old man and the crying of the child.

Qiu Ze threw down the bucket and ran there, only to find that dozens of households here that had not been relocated had been surrounded by hundreds of demolition personnel in a vacant lot, and some people were rudely moving things from house to house, saying that they were moving, but in fact it was similar to throwing them, and some old people were desperate to run back and take some things from the house.

Qiu Ze carefully searched for his father's figure in the crowd, and saw the little sister who had been scared to cry at a glance.

"Little sister, don't cry, where is Dad?" Akisawa asked anxiously.

The little sister pointed to the old house that had been demolished: "Dad said to go back and pick up your things, but they haven't come out yet." The little sister said with a sob.

Akisawa turned to look, and saw two or three people dragging his father out of the dilapidated house, his father's old body staggering, still clutching his military backpack in his arms. Qiu Ze hurriedly rushed over, and before he could get close, he saw his father being pushed hard by those people, and the old man was unsteady on his feet, staggering and falling to the ground.

Qiu Ze jumped up and hugged his father: "Dad, did you break it?" Is it in the way? ”

The old man's eyes were hazy, and it took him a long time to see that it was his son, and the old man cried loudly.

"Child, what kind of world is this, our good home is gone, and we don't let people live?"

As he spoke, the men came over again and threw a large pile of things at their feet.

"Look carefully, your things are here, and we don't care what happens to you in the house."

After saying that, these people turned around and walked back, and one of them stomped on the frame of the group photo of the Akisawa family with one kick.

The old man picked up the picture frame tremblingly, and while wiping the dust on it, he didn't care if the broken glass handle was broken, and muttered: "Bandits, a gang of bandits, Ozawa, aren't you a soldier?" Didn't you say to defend the country? But can you keep our home? ”