The old woman's cries continued to echo in the room, and the people around her seemed to be used to it, and they turned a blind eye to her cries.

Song Yiqing was just about to step forward when a familiar figure appeared.

Fang Limin half-squatted beside the grandmother and carefully inquired about the details of the child's loss.

"When did you find out he was lost?"

"When I call him to eat."

"What time is it?"

"It's past 6 o'clock in the morning."

"Where's your home?"

"69 Hutong in the southwest suburbs."

Fang Limin probably knows that place, where there are many alleys, and it is easy for children to run to play, and it is easy to get lost.

"Tell me how old the child is, how tall he is, and what he looks like?"

"The child is seven or eight years old, about 1.3 meters, with a tiger's head and short hair."

The grandmother's account is very vague and can only be said in an approximate way.

"Do you remember what you wore?"

"Wore a pair of black long-sleeved and green pants."

He had been wearing this outfit for several days, so the old grandmother remembered it more clearly.

"His name."

"We all call him by his nickname, Tiger Head."

The old grandmother looked at the man in front of her and had doubts in her heart.

He didn't wear the clothes of a police officer, but he had an outstanding temperament, and the people around him were very respectful to him, as if he was like a leader.

She pinned her hopes on him: "Can you help me find my grandson?" I really don't have to live without him. ”

The tears that had finally been stopped flowed again, and the crying became louder.

"Don't worry, I'll help you find it."

The busy little police officer, hearing this, raised his head: "Leader, it's not appropriate for you to go by yourself." ”

"It's okay, you're busy, I can do it by myself."

He couldn't just watch, the old lady was sad here, and there was no one to help.

At the same time, he understands that they can't take a break from their work.

He looked at the time and said, "If they come back, just ask them to contact me." ”

The little police officer no longer retorted: "Okay." ”

He was just about to get up, but Song Yiqing stopped him from behind.

"Wait, leader. I'll go with you. ”

Fang Limin didn't expect to see her here, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Xiaoqing, why are you here?"

"You didn't come back yesterday, and I'm a little worried. So I wanted to come here and ask. ”

Fang Limin looked apologetic: "I'm sorry for worrying you." Yesterday was too busy to inform you. ”

"It's fine. As long as you are safe. ”

The old grandmother looked at Song Yiqing, such a beautiful girl, it seemed that the heavenly girl had descended to earth.

"Can you help me find my why?"

There is great power in numbers, and on her own, finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"We're here to find someone, you wait here."

"No, I'll go with you."

Song Yiqing reassured: "You still have to wait here, we will try our best to help you get it back." ”

The grandmother is old, and her legs are inconvenient, which will only slow down the process of finding people.

"Okay, well, then I'll wait here for your news."

"Well, don't cry anymore, it's not good for your eyes."

She took out a packet of soothing medicine from her pocket and handed it to the little police officer: "Brew this tea for her to drink." ”

The little police officer took it, and the two of them left.

Fang Limin found a police car and prepared to go directly to 69 Hutong.

There were some bumps on the road, and Song Yiqing clenched the doorknob.

Fang Limin laughed at himself: "If your mother-in-law knew that I took you out to work, she would definitely scold me." ”

He was faintly worried about her body.

"My health is fine, don't worry, my mother-in-law won't know."

Fang Limin smiled easily, and the wrinkles on his face were relaxed: "I have to endure the scolding." ”

Looking at his side face, Song Yiqing felt that he had aged a lot recently.

The white hair that grows faintly between the sideburns, and the deep furrows at the end of the eyes, are very different from when they first met.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the majesty of him.

It is rare for the two of them to have such a harmonious atmosphere, and Song Yiqing also asked the questions in her heart.

"Father-in-law."

"What's wrong? Feeling uncomfortable? ”

"No, I want to know, you're all retired, why are you still tossing like this?"

Every day and night for official business, I am willing to be scolded and coldly treated.

"Toss?"

Fang Limin clenched the steering wheel with both hands and looked ahead without squinting.

"Probably because I can't see the people suffering, for the sake of the faith in my heart."

They are desperately carrying out their tasks, just to protect the people behind them, the country behind them.

Everyone is a microcosm of the homeland, and what is the use of becoming the strongest country if the weakest cannot be protected.

Song Yiqing can understand his mood, she used to whip her horse and gallop across the field, thinking only about her family and country.

Sacrifice yourself, at all costs.

But Fang Limin thought more deeply than her, and what he saw was the foundation of long-term peace and stability behind his family and country.

That is the people, and only when the people live and work in peace and contentment can there be long-term peace and stability.

Along the way, Fang Limin told her many interesting stories about the previous mission, which made her laugh.

It didn't take long for the two to come to 69 Hutong.

The alley is narrow and cannot be navigated, so the two got off the car and walked.

Along the way, they found Tiger Head's home.

In the empty yard, there was no one.

Song Yiqing asked the neighbor, and the neighbor replied enthusiastically: "There are two people living in this yard, the tiger head and the grandmother, the tiger head is a solid skin, I don't know where to go, but the grandmother is in a hurry." ”

"Where does he go to play?"

"We've all looked for places to play, I don't know where this kid has gone."

Song Yiqing thanked her and decided to go to the neighborhood with Fang Limin to find it first.

"I don't think this kid can run far, let's expand the range."

They searched one alley after another, but never saw the figure of the tiger head.

Song Yiqing looked at the sun in the sky, scorching hot on the earth, thinking in her heart, where can this child go.

Fang Limin returned to Hutong 69 again, and looked ahead from Hutong, there was a big road.

"Let's follow this road and drive to find it."

The two drove forward, along the main road, and when they were about to reach the city center, a figure suddenly appeared.

The little boy looked like he was about seven or eight years old, with a black shirt and green pants crumpled and crumpled against his body.

"Look, is that little boy a tiger head?"

Fang Limin put out the fire, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like it.

Song Yiqing got out of the car and shouted loudly: "Tiger head, tiger head, tiger head!" ”

Tiger Head heard the stranger call out to him, and his eyes were full of doubt.

He walked towards Song Yiqing step by step, Song Yiqing was afraid that he would be afraid, and tried his best to control his anxious mood.

"Tiger head, are you tiger head?"

The tiger's head has a small black face, and a pair of eyes are exceptionally bright.

"Do you know me?"

"I don't know you, but I know your grandma. Where have you been? Grandma is going crazy looking for you. ”