Leng Jidao walked for four hours, but he hadn't finished half of the journey.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening. Just now, he was only sad and anxious, he walked violently on the road, fell on the mountain road several times, and almost threw off the flashlight, and his palm wore several layers of skin when he fell to the ground, but he didn't feel pain at all.

He had only one thought in his heart: Hurry to the county seat and go to the officials to avenge his son's grievances! Poor boy, he must have suffered in his cell! If he had three longs and two shorts, what thoughts would he have about living in the world with his old bones? What hope did he have? If he could, he would be willing to go to prison instead of his son! If his son really killed someone, he would be willing to be shot in place of his son!

Leng Jidao is an honest farmer. Because the family was too poor, he didn't marry his daughter-in-law until he was in his thirties, and he gave birth to Sneer Xiaotian at the age of forty.

Until one day three years ago, some leaders and teachers in the county town suddenly came to the village to report the good news, saying that his son had won the top liberal arts in Mingguang City in the college entrance examination and had been admitted to the Capital University in advance.

From that day on, he suddenly realized that he had lived with dignity and dignity. When the people in the village saw him, except for the yin and yang weird village party secretary, they were all polite, and they all asked when his son would graduate and make a lot of money or become a big official, and said enviously: If this was in ancient times, his son would be a lifter or a jinshi, and he would already be an old lady sitting at home enjoying happiness!

Unexpectedly, within two years of my happiness, there were many disasters at home: first my wife died of a terminal illness, and then my son contracted hepatitis and took a leave of absence to go home to recuperate. To this day, the newspaper actually said that he had killed someone, didn't he deliberately get along with their old Leng family? What happened to this old man? Could it really be that he was on the same page as the old Leng family......

At about half past six in the morning, Leng Jidao finally walked to a hill called Yangguling in the northern suburbs of the county, and as far as the eye could see, the bright lights of the county town were already in sight.

It was only at this time that he felt that his stomach was so hungry that he was "cooing", and his legs and stomach were so soft that he had no strength, so he sat down on a rock, took out a few pieces of dry fries and gnawed on them, while looking at the county town where his son was being held in a cell, and remembered that his son must not be able to sleep at night in the cell at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel sad, and his wrinkled face burst into tears......

At eight o'clock in the morning, Sneng Xiaotian and Su Xiaodan, Gu Liming, Ning Qing and others walked out of Wushui Building, and as soon as they came out of the revolving door of the building, they saw two police cars parked in the parking apron outside. When asked, they had been waiting here for half an hour.

Sneer Xiaotian was a little embarrassed and said, "Political Commissar Gu - by the way, it should be called Director Gu by now - why don't you go up? Why are you embarrassed to let you wait down there for so long?"

Gu Zhenmin laughed and said, "We are all die-hard fans of Director Gu Liming and Miss Ning Qing, it's not strange to stay here for half an hour waiting to see our idol!"

Director Qiu said to Sneer Xiaotian: "I heard that you want to go to see Peng Xijun, I want to go with you." People saved my life, and I can't forget his life-saving grace!"

"Who is Peng Xijun?"

Sneering Tian was a little inexplicable to hear it.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you: the person you call Brother Gang in Room 5 is really Peng Xijun, nicknamed 'Gang Yanzi', and his younger brother calls him Brother Gang. ”

Director Qiu explained.

Sneering Tian nodded and said, "Director Qiu, if not: we won't eat now, and we'll go to the detention center to see Brother Gang." ”

Director Qiu said, "Okay! We happen to have two police cars, and the two of us will go to the detention center first." ”

After Director Qiu and Seng Xiaotian left in the car, Political Commissar Gu asked Gu Liming, Ning Qing and the others: "What do you want to eat for breakfast? Our Wushui special breakfast is red soup beef noodles, do you want to try the taste?"

Gu Liming and the others all said yes.

The group came to the "Mashi Street Red Soup Beef Noodle Restaurant" in the west of the city. Gu Zhenmin asked the boss to put the two tables together, more than a dozen people sat down around the table, and Xue Tao stood and ordered some side dishes for them, such as spicy pork knuckles, sweet and sour kelp shreds, cold preserved eggs, etc., and set up half of the table.

At this time, an old man with a wrinkled face, a broken quilt and a canvas bag came in hesitantly from the door, and asked the proprietress on the counter in a low voice: "How much is a bowl of bald noodles here?" ”

When the proprietress saw him like this, like a man picking up rags, and his palms were still bloody, she frowned and said, "Go, go

This old man is Leng Jidao. He had just entered the city, because he hadn't eaten dinner last night, and the sweet potato chips he had just eaten on Yanggu Ridge were dry, hard and cold, and he was very uncomfortable in his stomach, so he thought of buying a bowl of cheap noodle soup to eat at this noodle restaurant to warm his stomach, but he didn't expect to be sneered at by the proprietress, and his cheeks couldn't help but turn purple with anger.

Su Xiaodan, who was sitting on the side of the counter, saw the proprietress talking to this old man in a vicious voice, obviously thinking that he had no money or that he was too dirty, and he couldn't look at it, so he said angrily to the proprietress : "How do you do business as a boss? This old man wants to eat clear soup noodles, you don't sell it, and count the old people with guns and sticks, do you treat guests like this? Come, come and sit at our table, you can just order what you want to eat!"

Leng Jidao glanced at Su Xiaodan gratefully and said, "Thank you, girl." I just need a bowl of clear soup noodles, and if I don't have it, forget it!"

The proprietress saw Su Xiaodan lose her temper, she didn't dare to offend Political Commissar Gu and Captain Xue who were sitting in this group of people, and hurriedly agreed: "The old man really wants to eat clear soup noodles, I'll ask the master to make you a bowl." ”

At this time, Gu Liming, Ning Qing and several people sitting here all stood up one after another to give way to Leng Jidao.

Leng Jidao sat down next to Su Xiaodan in fear, and suddenly saw Political Commissar Gu and Xue Tao sitting inside wearing police uniforms, his eyes lit up, and he stared at the two of them intently.

When he heard someone call the older policeman "Political Commissar Gu," Leng Jidao suddenly got up from his seat, walked around the table and walked behind Gu Zhenmin, and suddenly knelt down on his knees, and cried out in a hissing voice: "This leader, my son has been wrongfully imprisoned! You are good, say a good word to him, and avenge him! He is still a student, he will not be able to kill someone! You can save him! I will kowtow to you!"

As he spoke, he really put his hands on the ground and kowtowed to Political Commissar Gu.

The table full of people was taken aback by his sudden move.

Political Commissar Gu hurriedly stood up, bent down to help him up, and saw that his palms were bloody, and his face was full of old tears, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad, and Wen Yan asked: "Brother, don't be like this! What is your son's name? What is the reason why he was imprisoned?"

Leng Jidao wiped a handful of tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "My son's name is Seng Xiaotian." The newspaper said he killed a deputy chief of the Public Security Bureau and killed a prisoner in his cell. How is this possible? My son ......."

Before he had finished speaking, the whole table stood up, and all looked at him in astonishment, so frightened that he swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach, not knowing what he had said wrong to cause them to be so surprised.

Su Xiaodan was the first to react, and suddenly pounced on him, hugging Leng Jidao and crying.

Ning Qing, Gu Liming, Fluttershy and others also burst into tears.

Leng Jidao saw that this kind girl suddenly threw herself into her arms and cried, she was stunned for a moment, and stammered: "Girl, who are you? Do you know my son?"

Su Xiaodan raised her head, sobbed and said, "Uncle, I'm Xiaotian's girlfriend." He's okay now...... You've suffered!"

As he spoke, he looked at Leng Jidao's ragged clothes and tired face, and couldn't help but feel sad again, and tears rolled down his face like beads of broken threads.

Leng Jidao was taken aback when he heard her say that she was Sneng Xiaotian's girlfriend, looked at the beautiful girl in his arms suspiciously, and asked suspiciously: "Girl, what you said is true? Why did Xiaotian never mention it to me?"

At this time, Gu Liming came over and said to Leng Jidao: "Brother, this is really Xiaotian's girlfriend." Her name is Su Xiaodan, and she is also Mingguang, and the two of them haven't been talking for long, so you don't know. ”

Leng Jidao nodded, and suddenly turned his head and asked Gu Zhenmin: "Leader, is my son really okay?"

Gu Zhenmin grabbed his hand, held it tightly in his palm, and said emotionally: "Brother, you have given birth to a good son! I am the political commissar of the Wushui Public Security Bureau, and I can tell you responsibly: Your son not only did not commit crimes, but he is also a great hero and a good man who acts chivalrous and righteous! You should be happy and proud to have such a good son!"

Knowing that at this time, Leng Jidao believed that his son was really fine, and suddenly covered his face with his thin hands, and couldn't help crying with joy......

At this time, Ning Qing, Fluttershy, and others went over to shake hands with Leng Jidao, affectionately calling "Uncle Uncle".

Leng Jidao saw so many beautiful girls and handsome guys coming to greet him, and he was extremely respectful in his words, he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss, and kept shrinking his hands back, not daring to shake hands with them, for fear of soiling those white and delicate hands.

When asked if Leng Jidao had traveled hundreds of miles from his home to the county seat overnight, Gu Liming and the others were surprised and moved, and quickly ordered the waiter to pour a basin of hot water, Su Xiaodan temporarily went to the small supermarket next door to buy a towel, so that Leng Jidao could wash his hot water face comfortably, and kept persuading him to eat noodles and side dishes on the table.

When watching Leng Jidao bury his head and eat noodles, Gu Liming sighed sincerely: "The love of licking calves is very touching!"