Day and night, it is difficult to prevent thieves. This is a sentence that Mrs. Yan has been chattering about since she was a child. Although the old stuffy family has been opening a small business, the benefits have not been good, and the family is just barely surviving. Mrs. Yan's schoolbag tuition is indispensable for her son, but the pocket money is sporadic and non-existent. In the eyes of the old lady, a penny is as big as a moon, there is no way, the family has always lived such a poor life.

Lao Bo sometimes steals snacks from the commissary, lollipops, brown sugar, chewing gum, and later rises to cigarette rolls and chocolates, Mrs. Yan is a careful person, her son ate her capital, she found that the goods were less, and began to investigate secretly, and finally caught Lao Bo stealing chocolates. The old lady cried and grabbed the ground, for fear that the neighbors would not know that she had solved a shocking case, "I am a thousand guards, and it is difficult to prevent thieves." Stealing needles when you are young, stealing gold when you are big. Stealing such expensive food in the first place, and not becoming a corrupt person in the future? ”

Mrs. Yan didn't force her to count at all, with the condition of your family, if Lao Bo can become a corrupt criminal, he must first have the background of being able to embezzle. Mrs. Yan really regards Lao Bo as her successor. Fortunately, Lao Bo was still in elementary school at that time, and Mrs. Yan originally wanted to send her son to the public security organ for reform. That's what the old lady told the police uncle and the aunt of the neighborhood committee that she was just going to elementary school, so she stole such valuable food, and if she went to college, the consequences would be unimaginable. While he is still young and there is still a possibility of a good education, he will be sent to the detention center and trouble the police comrades to give him an education for a year. The police officer was Officer Wang Qiang, who was not Director Wang at that time, and he told the old lady that Lao Bo was not old enough to enter the detention center, so he could enter the juvenile detention center.

Mrs. Yan said that the juvenile detention center is also fine, and the juvenile management can be taught well, and she is also grateful to the leader.

Wang Qiang said that if you enter the juvenile detention center, the amount of this crime is too low.

When Mrs. Yan heard this, this is still low? What about ten dollars for this piece of chocolate, how much does it take to be able to send it in?

Wang Qiang laughed when he heard this, he didn't have to send his son there.

Mrs. Yan said, I'm telling you the truth, I think I won't be able to educate him well in the future, and if he commits any big crimes in the future, he can't arrest me. I have told you to send him to prison, but you will not listen. In the future, if he is corrupt and criminal, it will have nothing to do with me.

Wang Qiang almost laughed out loud, no problem, our country has never been happy to sit together, that is, to kill people and set fires after being bored, as long as you don't know, it has nothing to do with you.

As soon as Mrs. Yan heard this, it was like she had received a holy decree, that's okay, he will be responsible for his son's affairs in the future, and it has nothing to do with me. Get out of the house now.

Officer Wang Qiang's head was basically big, "This is not good, you still have an obligation to support him, if you get him out now, this is the crime of abandonment." ”

Because Officer Wang Qiang did not say at the time that there was a statute of limitations for the crime of abandonment, that is, the child would not break the law if he was kicked out of the house when he reached the age of 16. No, Mrs. Yan has been raising her son, and she is almost thirty years old, and she hasn't been kicked out of the house yet.

Later, Lao Bo really lived up to Mrs. Yan's expectations, and grew from a child who stole candy to a veteran who stole family money. Sometimes when the old lady goes out to buy goods, she sneaks into the back room, pulls out the unlocked drawer, burrows under the table, reaches into the drawer from the other side, touches a stack of money, and pulls one out of it.

Later, when this incident happened, Mrs. Yan exposed the great feat of Lao Bo to the school, and as a result, Lao Bo was supervised and educated like a prisoner at school, which also directly caused the marriage of Lao Bo's parents to break down.

Since then, Lao Bo has had the name of Three Hands, although this matter is rarely mentioned now, but every time there is a conflict between neighbors, it will be turned out again, and it has become the only stain on Mrs. Yan's life. Mrs. Yan has longed to be innocent all her life, but she has educated her son as a stain on her life, and when she thinks about it, this incident is also tragic enough.

No wonder every Daqing will say, old boring, your life is a tragedy!

Actually, the old stuffy old man is just peacock Daqing, Li Xia, Lao Ma, Doctor Liu, the big tiger, the two tigers, what is it, Liu Lao is happy...... Everyone's life is about to end or just beginning, it is a tragedy, and their tragedy begins at birth.

When I got home, I began to think about how to spend Mrs. Yan, it was not winter, and Mrs. Yan never went out, and she had to go out twice, not for two trips - the real estate certificate will be just over later, and she has to get it back.

Lao Bo thought of a way to move his pickle urn to the old house in Heishangou. Then, Lao Bo called the neighborhood committee and said that he had lost his pickle urn. I want the neighborhood committee to investigate, but of course the neighborhood committee doesn't care, and let the old stuff call the police directly. "I just lost an urn of pickles, as for calling the police? It doesn't matter if you call 110 people. This is not such a precious pickle. ”

Then Lao Bo ran to the house and said to Mrs. Yan, Mom, our pickle urn was lost, and the neighborhood committee said that they didn't care about it.

Mrs. Yan became angry when she heard it, the neighborhood committee doesn't care about such a big thing, I'll go to them.

Mrs. Yan said to Lao Bo, I will ask them if they care about the house here. Mrs. Yan has been reasonable all her life, and she also reasoned with others wherever she went, and her son was a thief since he was a child, and he also reasoned with the police station and school, which was a habit developed over the years. Reason goes all over the world, and it is difficult to move an inch without reason.

As soon as he saw that it was okay, he immediately started to act, and soon found out the house book. After touching it, I called Lao Gang and went to the old house in Heishangou to bring back my pickle urn.

Lao Gang ran to the old house in the Black Mountain Valley, Lao Ma and what Ah were surrounding the pickle urn of Lao Bo's house, scooping carrots and pickles as snacks to eat, "Delicious and delicious, sour and spicy, crunchy, pickled just right." ”

"What, what." What's so delicious that I burst into tears.

"Borrow light, borrow light, sorry, this pickle urn, I have to take it back." Lao Gang ignored the protests of the old horse and what, picked up the pickle urn and ran.

"You two little turtles made it, brought it back and forth, an urn of pickles, what are you tossing. I saw this pickle urn of yours, it's still a black porcelain, can you give it to me? The old horse followed, scolding as he went.

"Okay, you watch the door here, I'll go find my mom and come back." Lao Bo immediately went out to find Mrs. Yan, all the way, all the way to say something, okay, just say that the pickle urn was found.

"You don't care who cares, report the case, the public security bureau doesn't care about such a big matter, isn't your neighborhood committee just to solve problems for the people? You can't manage the big things, and you don't want to take care of the small things, so what do you want your neighborhood committee to do? Our urn of pickles is not valuable, but our pickle urn is valuable, our pickle urn is ancestral, and there are feelings and traditions of our Lao Yan family. "Mrs. Yan is reasoning in the neighborhood committee.

"Our pickle urn was found, it was just when the old man came to me, and he saw that I was not at home, and you didn't hear the knock on the door. He was afraid that the thief would steal our pickle urn, so he moved us from the door to the inner room. I didn't look carefully, but he came just now, saying that he had put it under the table. I looked for it. The old man pulled Mrs. Yan and left.

"Day and night, it's hard to prevent thieves." An old lady from the neighborhood committee followed up with such a sentence.

Lao Bo wanted to turn around and slap her in a big mouth, but when he thought that he was indeed committing a crime, he endured it. When I get rich, I'll smash all the glass in your house first.

Mrs. Yan suddenly found that the case had been solved, but it turned out to have nothing to do with the neighborhood committee, so she turned around and left. As long as the reason is finished and explained, the result is not important. Of course, if the pickle urn is found, the result is not important, if it is not found, the truth must be continued.

When I got home, Lao Gang was blasted out by Mrs. Yan, "Get out, you are not allowed to interact with Lao Bo in the future, you two turtle-made things." ”

Of course, this kind of scolding street number, Lao Bo and Lao Gang are very accustomed to it, especially the turtle made, with the meaning of killing a thousand enemies and self-inflicting eight thousand, which really raises the culture of scolding the street to a new level.

Lao Bo nodded at Lao Gang and made a gesture of victory, Lao Gang knew that Lao Bo had succeeded this time.

The next day, the three of them went to do justice, and found Lao Ma with the 100,000 yuan given by Li Xia, "The two of us have already scraped together enough money." ”

The old horse nodded, knowing that they would not give up. "I knew you were going to pay. After all, we did this thing together, besides, did the monkey still miss dates in his hand? Ha ha. ”

Soon, Dr. Liu and Dahu also knew the news that Lao Bo and Lao Gang had paid the money, and both of them were a little lost.

"Everyone has gathered all the money, and I have also contacted Beijing, just waiting for these things to be laundered." Lao Ma's so-called whitewashing is to smuggle these things out through illegal channels.

Lao Bo and Lao Gang pretended not to understand anything, they knew the price of stepping on the thief ship, and if they went up with this foot, they couldn't get down. However, this is not the only one of the thief ships, and who knows if they have already boarded another one? Perhaps, they are nothing more than a different boat.

The biggest problem now is how to get the title deed back. If she uses that trick again, Mrs. Yan will not be fooled. Mrs. Yan learned to be obedient, and the pickle urn was no longer put at the door.

But the real estate certificate is in the hands of the old man, like a hot yam, the old lady will not find it for a while, once she opens the drawer to get the money, and finds that something is wrong, it will be troublesome. Moreover, there are a few things in the shop, which are out of stock, and the old lady needs to pay to replenish the goods.

How can I put the title deed back without me knowing? Lao Bo suddenly thought of an idea.