"Auntie, you move the stall inside, it's not right to occupy the motorway like this, you know." Xing Ming, who was wearing a police uniform, stood in front of the vegetable stall and patiently persuaded him.

Looking at the past row by row, there are many adjacent stalls. Stalls selling vegetables, fruits, meat, fish and shrimp and various non-staple foods abound.

The stalls are facing each other on both sides of the road, and if it weren't for the cars passing by on the middle road, it was a big wet market.

Originally, the road was one south and one north, and together it was four lanes, which could accommodate four cars to drive side by side. Now, four lanes have become two lanes, and from time to time there are passing pedestrians crossing the road, causing traffic jams.

In the township, there are many vegetable markets formed by the gathering of various stalls, and the closer you are to the factory, the more you are. As soon as the factory closes work, it is the opening time of the stalls, and most of the workers in the factory come to buy groceries at the stalls close at hand.

Although it is noon, it is also a peak period for buying and selling vegetables, because when the workers in the factory get off work, it is also the time when they choose to cook and eat.

Xing Ming, the policemen who are on duty every day, faced this situation after receiving the call.

There is no way, although this is the purview of the chengguan, but they have to come out when they receive a call from the masses. What's more, when the road is blocked, sometimes when there is a major police incident, it is not as simple as a road that is blocked, but a life passage.

What they care about is that possibility, and they are prepared. But what the hawkers care about is their own profits, and the possibility is only a possibility in their eyes, and more they think it is impossible to happen.

Whether it is possible or impossible, how can it be decided according to human fantasies?

"What? There are so many stalls, you just come to me for one? The aunt who sold vegetables crossed her hands on her hips and stared at Xing Ming with her eyes intended, and she pointed to the adjacent stalls with some indignation.

"Auntie, aren't they all moving backwards? Please also cooperate with the work, it is not safe to occupy the motorway, and the sand and dust carried by passing vehicles float on the top of the dish is not good, right? Xing Ming patiently persuaded and did not back down.

If he first came to the police station, he was really a little overwhelmed in the face of such a situation, but after a period of exercise, he finally knew how to deal with it.

"Cooperation? Why are you a police officer? Don't think you're wearing a whole leather, and I'll be scared of you if you wear a hat! The aunt didn't let it go at all, she was aggressive, and she didn't have the uneasiness and fear that ordinary people would have when facing the police.

It's just that when a guest comes to the door, she immediately changes her appearance, her face is full of warm smiles, and she greets kindly: "Guest, come, come and see, this is a home-grown dish, absolutely fresh, and absolutely no pesticides are usually used." ”

When the customers buying vegetables were picking and choosing from the stalls, Xing Ming still refused to leave.

"Auntie, can you just cooperate and move inside? I know it's not easy to make money, but you also have to think about other people, you see that there are so many cars, and it's really not safe for any guests to come over. Xing Ming changed his words again and led the topic to the guests who bought vegetables.

"Whew!" The vegetable seller made a gesture and spat to the side, but in fact there was only a voice, no spit.

She still knows that it is clean, otherwise the guests will see the diaphragm, and she will not be able to do business, right?

While sloping around to weigh the bags for the guests who picked up the dishes, the vegetable seller did not forget to sarcastically mock Xing Ming, who was like a wooden man pestle in front of the stall, and said: "You said that you are a little policeman, why are you meddling?" Stay where you have to go. The city management didn't come to take care of things, why did you take care of it? Are the police really so idle that they don't even care about thieves, and they come to take care of us little people? ”

These words made the guest who was shopping for vegetables next to him nod, and glanced at Xing Ming, who was wearing a police uniform, with a strange look.

"Auntie, you're stealing a new concept. We must arrest the thieves, and we must also take care of the problems of the masses, so we can't turn a blind eye to this matter just because it is not within our purview, right? Really, please move inside, isn't there still a place for this? Xing Ming still maintained his previous good attitude, although a fire suddenly rose in his heart, he immediately suppressed it and did not reveal it.

"Look at what you just said, the little people have the life of the little people, you want to eat, I want to eat too, right? Since you wear this police uniform, you have to do something worthy of this police uniform, if I don't see it, doesn't that prove that all the taxes you paid are in vain? ”

"Nice boy!" A passing uncle gave Xing Ming a thumbs up.

"Auntie, it's really not safe, you move the stall inside, so that the customers don't have to stand on the side of the road, otherwise there will be no place to stand, and they will go to other people's places to buy vegetables." Xing Mingxiaozhi is emotional and reasonable, first from the emotional aspect, and then from the practical interests of the aunt who sets up a stall to sell vegetables.

I don't know if I was moved by Xing Ming, or if Xing Ming's words reached the heart of the vegetable seller, the vegetable seller nodded reluctantly, and said, "That's okay, but look at me behind me, there are so many stalls, if they don't move, how can I move it?" ”

"Auntie, go back and take a look." Xing Ming said.

"Huh?" The vegetable seller turned her head back as she said, and her mouth opened into an O-shape.

Behind her, I don't know when, the booth had moved back a little bit.

This is the credit of Lao Zhao and another police officer who went to the police with Xing Ming.

Xing Ming sighed, sure enough, compared to Lao Zhao and them, he was still a complete rookie.

Look at others, look at yourself, he has to work harder.

After being lost for a moment, Xing Ming immediately became full of energy again.

"Come, auntie, I'll help you move the stall." He took a few steps forward, to help the vegetable seller.

"Hey, hey, Xiao Xing, there was a burglary case at No. 21 Nanhua Road, the thief was caught red-handed, let go of the matter here, you hurry up and come over to my side, we will go over immediately." The walkie-talkie hanging on his chest suddenly sounded, and Lao Zhao's voice came from inside.

"Auntie, I still have a task, I have to trouble you to move by yourself, thank you for cooperating with our work!" Xing Ming apologized and immediately ran towards Lao Zhao's location.

Seeing Xing Ming leave in a hurry, the aunt who sold vegetables began to clean up the vegetables on the stall, preparing to move the stall inside. It's not easy to look at the young man, and what she said before is reasonable, she can listen to it.

"Now a piece of news, now a piece of news."

After lunch, Lin Chu, who was paralyzed on the sofa, was bored watching the local program on the TV, and a temporary news was playing on the TV.

"There was a burglary case in the town today, but fortunately, there were enthusiastic people who came to the rescue and helped the 60-year-old man catch the thief, and then quietly left without leaving his name. Such an unsung hero is worthy of our admiration, and now please help us find this unsung hero, Uncle Wang wants to say thank you to him personally. ”

As the reporter's microphone was handed out, an old man appeared in the camera, and he sighed at the camera: "That's a good man, a locksmith, riding a broken bicycle, wearing a leather coat that is already a little old, he helped me pick the lock, and also helped me catch the thief, but he didn't even take the money to open the lock, the old man really can't say the gratitude in his heart." Please also ask someone who knows this person's situation to help the old man, so that the old man can rest assured. This kind locksmith was emaciated, and his face was..."

After the old man finished talking about the appearance of the well-wisher, the camera turned again and turned to the scene where the thief was taken to the police car by the police.

"Comrade policeman, that guy is the real robber! Although I am a thief, my property is also protected by the law, you must catch that guy, it is a robbery, and the crime is much bigger than my burglary. The thief staggered forward with a sad face, trying to explain his misery.

That guy is the most vicious gangster he's ever seen!

He has grown so big, and he has never tried to have his pants ripped off and taken away from the thousands of dollars hidden in his underwear. So far, his finch has not eased up, and it has shrunk into a small point, and I don't know if it can be used again.

And mobile phones, battery car keys... Everything that could be taken was taken, and only the old man's belongings that he had looted from the house were left.

No, as soon as the police came, the old man's belongings were returned to the old man.

He can be said to steal chickens and rice.

Unfortunately, from the disgusted eyes of the onlookers next to him, he could see that no one believed what he said.

The thief sobbed on the drooping snot, and couldn't help but reddened his eyes, and hot tears brewed in his eyes.

"Let's go, if you have anything to say, I'll talk about it in the office." Lao Zhao turned a blind eye to the thief who sold miserably, and Xing Ming took the thief left and right, and sent him to the police car.

"Yo, this thief has good acting skills." Lin Chu's eyes lit up in front of the TV, and he was infected by the thief's acting skills, and he couldn't help but suck his nose as well.

He twisted his butt and looked for a more comfortable position on the couch.

Now he is alone in the living room, Yang Zhen accompanies Xiaoxiao to take a lunch break, and Jiang Manman sleeps beautifully.

Although he didn't sleep, it was almost the same, and he collapsed on the sofa without closing his eyes.

There's no way, for people like him, it's always easy to be lazy when he's full, and not falling asleep is already his biggest stubbornness, and it's absolutely impossible to be like all kinds of people on TV, still wandering outside at noon.

Anyway, he also belongs to the kind of otaku who has a little money and leisure.