Arrived at the door of the street office. Yang Jun parked the car and got into it with two buckets of milk powder.

"Hey, hey, you comrade, what about you, have you registered and drilled in?" As soon as Yang Jun wanted to go in, the old man who was guarding the door stuck his head out of the window and shouted.

"Yo, uncle, you are on duty, you don't know me, I am the one who came to give Director Wang a gift last time." Yang Jun turned around, put two buckets of milk powder on the ground, pulled out a cigarette and handed it over with a smile.

"It's you, boy." The janitor recognized him at a glance. The last time Yang Jun came to find Aunt Wang, there were two chickens in the snakeskin bag, and the two ducks swaggered and told him that he was here to give gifts.

The old man took the cigarette, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then put it on his ear. Seeing this, Yang Jun hurriedly lit a fire for him.

"Uncle, you have to smoke it sooner or later, I'll give you something." The old man was so enthusiastic that he took the cigarette off his ear, put it in his mouth, and leaned his head forward.

Yang Jun shook the matchstick, threw it away, and then pulled out another one and put it on the table in front of him.

"Uncle, shall I register?" Yang Jun glanced at the registration book in front of him and said with a smile.

"Get out." The uncle rolled his eyes, waved his hand, and told him to get out of the way like a fly in disgust.

"Well, I'm back to you." Seeing this, Yang Jun smiled and picked up the milk powder on the ground and walked towards the yard.

Yang Jun was not angry because of his uncle's attitude towards him, on the contrary, he was very happy. It is very difficult to entangle people like this who work in public institutions, even if you are powerful and powerful, it is difficult to accommodate them.

As the saying goes, Hades is better than a little ghost, and he is talking about people like the janitor. As the little ghosts of the first gate, they are especially difficult to deal with.

If you dare to play a role in their majesty and throw their faces, they will let you know what it means to be close to the end of the world.

Obviously, this leader works in the office building, he has to tell you that he is on a business trip, and he will not be back until three or five days later, and when you come again next time, they will tell you that it is unfortunate to come, and the leader will go up to inspect and let you come again next time.

After a few successions, the people who did the work realized that this was an offense. So, in the end, they had to put down their bodies and apologize to the janitor and say all the good things.

Yang Jun came to the door of Wang Xuemei's office, the director of the street office, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Aunt Wang's impatient voice came from inside, and it could be seen that Aunt Wang was troubled. If it were someone else, it would not be the best time to see Wang Xuemei today, because she was angry, but Yang Jun was different, Aunt Wang treated him as a nephew, and there was no such thing as talking based on her face.

"Aunt Wang, who made you angry again, you tell me, I'll help you out of this breath." Yang Jun first opened the door a little and put his head in to inquire about the situation.

"Stinky boy, ghostly, how can there be a big factory director, hurry in." Wang Xuemei's face was not good, but when she saw Yang Jun at this time, she immediately frowned.

"Junzi, it's still your distressed aunt, you have solved all my troubles when you come." Wang Xuemei hurriedly came out from behind the desk, immediately took the two buckets of milk powder in his hand, and hid them in the cabinet of the desk happily.

"Aunt Wang, is my godson without milk to eat, and he can't eat? If you are short of milk powder, tell me, too much to say, two barrels a month is still no problem. ”

"Junzi, don't you dare to beat your aunt Wang with cymbals in this matter, I take this matter seriously, I go to your house every month to get milk powder." Wang Xuemei's face was solemn and she said seriously.

"Aunt Wang, you can also go to my house, and I will personally send it to you when the time comes." Yang Jun sat on the sofa and began to flip through the tea leaves on the coffee table.

There are a lot of people who come to ask Aunt Wang to do something, they don't dare to send anything else, and a few taels of tea are still no problem, so there are more than a dozen tea cans under the coffee table.

Yang Jun looked at it, it was all ordinary tea, and even some of it was moldy.

"Don't look for it, there is no tea you like to drink, and all the good tea has been taken away by your Uncle Li." Wang Xuemei poured him a glass of boiled water and put it in front of him.

"It's not a good mouth." Yang Jun smacked his lips, took a box of Biluochun, opened the lid and smelled it, and finally put it back.

Plain water is good, and it is better than drinking moldy tea leaves.

"Next time you come, I'll leave you two boxes of good tea." Wang Xuemei said.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Yang Jun moved his buttocks, sat a little farther away from Wang Xuemei, lit a cigarette and smoked.

"I came over today, I just wanted to ask what is the situation of Jia Zhang's family?" Yang Jun asked with a frown.

"Jia Zhang's? Don't mention it, I'm worried about it. Wang Xuemei's face sank, and she patted the coffee table angrily,

"Several uncles and neighbors from your hospital have taken turns to come to me to complain in the past two days, and let our street office come forward to take care of Jia Zhang's family."

"Aunt Wang, is this Jia Zhang really sick or pretending to be sick, have you figured out this?" Yang Jun said the doubts that had been pressed in his heart for so many days.

"Brain tumor, it was based on the hospital's diagnosis that our neighborhood office decided to let her family take her back for recuperation."

"A medical certificate from the hospital?" Yang Jun said to himself: "Could it be that the diagnosis is wrong or that this diagnosis is fake in the first place?" ”

"What do you say? Is the medical certificate fake? It's impossible, there is also the signature and seal of the hospital doctor on it, I'm afraid no doctor dares to deceive, right? Wang Xuemei was puzzled, and in the end, she became more and more convinced that Yang Jun had a point.

Judging from the reactions of the people in the courtyard, Jia Zhang's does not look like he is sick at all, and you must know that it is impossible for a brain tumor patient to be as energetic as her.

"Aunt Wang, no matter what, we can't let Jia Zhang's family continue to make trouble like this anymore, we have to think of a way."

"So what do you say?" Yang Jun pondered for a while and said: "Since Jia Zhang's family is on medical parole with a diagnosis certificate, then we will start with the diagnosis certificate, didn't she say that she had a brain tumor, and we will give her a comprehensive examination in the name of the street office, which is also concerned about the people." ”

"Isn't it clear if it's a brain tumor at that time?" Wang Yuying felt that Yang Jun was very reasonable.

Before, her thinking mode was limited, and she always thought that Jia Zhang was a brain tumor patient, and she thought that she would start from this aspect when she did her work, if it wasn't for Yang Jun's reminder, she would never have doubted the diagnosis.

"Junzi, you're right, no matter what the previous hospital diagnosis was, we have to do a comprehensive examination for her in person." Wang Xuemei seemed to think of something, and immediately got up and took off her handbag from the desk, turned back to Yang Jundao,

"Let's go, we'll go now, no matter what today, this matter must be settled."

"Huh? Aunt Wang, I won't go, this is your street's business, so I won't get involved. Yang Jun said with a bitter face.

Wang Xuemei glared at her eyes and said, "Stinky boy, don't forget, you are an uncle, you don't care who cares about the affairs of your hospital?" ”

"I don't live in the courtyard now, this big man ......" Yang Jun muttered a few words, his voice getting quieter and quieter.

"Stinky boy, if you hadn't begged me to put you in the position of an uncle, would I have taken care of all the in your hospital?" The more Wang Xuemei spoke, the more angry she became, and she came over and twisted his ears and said, "I don't want to be an uncle now?" Don't forget where your mom still lives? This uncle, you have to be right, and you have to be right, and you can't help it. Wang Yuying twisted his ears and lifted them out.

"It hurts, it hurts...... It's gone, and if you screw it again, it's really gone, can't I be a big man? Yang Jun covered his ears with his hands and looked at Wang Xuemei with a bitter face.

Twisting ears is a woman's patent. This kind of patent is regardless of age, Wang Yuying also likes to twist his ears, Yi Qiushui also likes to twist his ears, he really convinces these women.

"Holding on and not leaving, playing backwards, cheap temper." Wang Xuemei glanced at him, locked the office door, and went to the courtyard to call someone.

After a few minutes, I saw Wang Xuemei leading four or five young people over, and they were still holding a thumb-thick rope in their hands.

Several people got into the two cars, and Wang Xuemei waved to Yang Jun and motioned for him to follow. Yang Jun followed and ran two steps behind.

As he passed by the guard's room, he dropped the remaining half pack of cigarettes through the window and on the table.

"Uncle, I'll see you another day." The old man sat there without speaking, and quietly put the newspaper in his hand on it.

Out of the street office. Yang Jun immediately started the car and followed. …… It is said that Ma Juzi took the security department to Mentougou Village.

The car drove leisurely for two hours before arriving at Mentougou Village. Ma Juzi got out of the car, inquired about the home of Zhou Tieshan, the village party secretary, and then asked people to lead the way.

Two trucks entered the village and immediately attracted the attention of the villagers. Although the villagers usually see cars and buses, most of them have been seen at the bus stop at the entrance of the village, and those cars never enter the village.

And these people not only drove into the village in trucks, but they were all fully armed and menacing, and it seemed that they were not good.

Curiosity about the unknown is always the driving force for exploration. The villagers followed the truck all the way to Zhou Tieshan's house.

The car drove directly to the door of Zhou Tieshan's house, and then a violent brake sound came, and more than 20 people from the security department jumped down from the truck.

As soon as they got out of the car, they rushed into Zhou Tieshan's house. At this time, Zhou Tieshan was lying on the bed recuperating from his injuries. A few days ago, Yang Jun and Ma Juzi beat him so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for several days.

The two guards lifted Zhou Tieshan from the bed and threw him into the courtyard.

"Zhou Tieshan, you led the villagers to block the road and rob people and beat up cadres, is there such a thing?" Zhao Haifeng grabbed Zhou Tieshan's collar and asked loudly.

"I didn't ...... No, I ...... I went to stop my daughter-in-law at that time, I am a village cadre, how can I know the law and break the law? Zhou Tieshan had seen this formation, looking at so many people with loaded guns, their eyes were red one by one, as if they had some deep hatred, and that look was eager to eat him alive, and he was so frightened that he was incoherent.

"I don't admit it yet, we have a witness, and he watched you lead the villagers to block the road and rob people."

"I didn't, someone can testify for me, we went to stop my daughter-in-law Zhou Miaomiao." Zhou Tieshan explained in a panic, and pointed to the people in the courtyard who went with him that day, wanting them to come out to testify.

"Hey, and accomplices? What are they, stand up for me. Zhao Haifeng kicked his eyes and looked around the crowd.

When those villagers saw this posture, where did they dare to stand up? Several of them had already withdrawn from the yard in a playful manner.