Chapter 449: The Wolf is Coming

Jia Zhangshi's judgment on other things wasn't very good, but when it came to small matters, she was quite on the right track when she pondered them.

"Then... I don't have eggs."

Qin Jingru looked at Jia Zhangshi in a dilemma and said, "The few eggs Bang Geng saved aren't enough for anything."

"How many do you want?"

Jia Zhangshi looked at Qin Jingru and said, "Don't be too greedy; if you raise too many, can the neighborhood office tolerate you?"

At this time, the neighborhood office didn't allow raising chickens in the city, for several reasons; the scientific one was hygiene, fearing infectious diseases.

A more avant-garde reason was fearing chickens would disturb the people, because there were workers on night shifts who needed to sleep during the day, and even chicken crowing wasn't allowed.

It was because she feared the neighborhood office would come to inspect that Jia Zhangshi didn't want Qin Jingru to think too much.

"This earns too little~"

Qin Jingru looked at Jia Zhangshi and said, "What can just those few chickens do?"

"This method of mine isn't to make you rich."

Jia Zhangshi looked at Qin Jingru and said, "It's to earn you food."

After finishing her words, she didn't say anything more and focused on the work in her hands.

Qin Jingru, on the other hand, frowned and muttered in her heart, and it took a long time before she said, "Then I'll ask my sister when she comes back."

Seeing Qin Jingru let go, Jia Zhangshi pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Her eyes were also not very good, and her work was not going well, so she kept muttering that old people shouldn't rely on their bones.

Hey, when people get old, that's just how it is.

"Dad, how is the old lady?"

At Shen Guodong's house, Li Shun took the old lady's pulse and frowned as he withdrew his hand amidst everyone's gaze.

"It's nothing, just let her recuperate more."

Li Shun said, patted the old lady's arm lightly, and said, "I'll tell Guodong to go get medicine in a while, and boil it for you to drink."

"Okay, drink medicine."

Because it was the servant's quarters, the light in the room was insufficient, and with the walls all black, it looked very dim.

The old lady's eyes were already a bit cloudy, but she knew Li Shun had come.

Hearing the physician's instructions, he opened his shriveled mouth to respond, but his voice lacked spirit.

Li Xuewu carried his father's medicine box and went out of the room first.

This room was also small, and the few people who came were uncomfortable crowding inside, so seeing Li Shun walk out, they all came out too.

Chen Xiaoyan'er closed the door and served inside.

Li Shun waved his hand and pulled Shen Guodong toward the door.

Shen Guodong seemed to know what Uncle Li was going to say, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Child, don't cry."

"Then... then..."

"Wuwuwu!"

Hearing Uncle Li's words, Shen Guodong couldn't hold back anymore, sobbed with suppressed cries, and his body went limp all at once.

Li Xuewu and Lao Biaozhi, who were following beside, grabbed Shen Guodong and supported him.

"Sigh~"

Li Shun had been a doctor for so many years, but he hated seeing this the most.

Not to mention that he was his son's sworn brother.

At this time, sworn brothers all treated their brothers' elders as their own elders, so Shen Guodong and Lao Biaozhi and the others were all considered Li Shun's god-sons.

Correspondingly, Shen's old lady was also Li Xuewu's god-grandmother.

"You are a man, you must be strong."

Shen's family was left with only Shen Guodong, so there were no elders to arrange things.

Seeing Shen Guodong was only nineteen, he wasn't someone who could arrange this.

Li Shun looked at his son and said, "Go back and prepare; tell your grandfather and let him arrange it."

"Got it, Dad."

Li Xuewu responded and hugged the crying Shen Guodong.

Li Shun looked at Shen Guodong again, reached out and patted him, then went out to work.

He said he would prescribe medicine, but there was no medicine to prescribe.

People reach their lifespan, without pain or disaster, they can only wait, endure.

The filial son waits, the old lady endures.

When the old lady drains her last bit of heart's blood, the person will be gone.

Li Xuewu hugged Shen Guodong, placed him on a stool found by Lao Biaozhi, and let him cry.

"Cry, cry, you'll be fine after crying it out."

Li Xuewu patted his brother's shoulder; his life was too bitter, he had to let him cry.

Wen San'er and the others took out cigarettes, lit them for each other, frowned, and stood together discussing the funeral arrangements.

"Use the wood in the courtyard for the coffin, let grandfather make one."

Lao Biaozhi puffed on his cigarette; there was little sadness on his face at this moment, because it wasn't time yet.

Shen Guodong could cry, but the big guys had to arrange things.

"I'll go buy the filial cloth."

"Hmm."

Wen San'er nodded and said, "Candles, white paper, yellow paper, incense, you go back and ask the Ye Ye Erye and Grandfather, and make a list."

After finishing with his nephew, Wen San'er looked at Li Xuewu and asked, "Do we need to take the old lady's household registration to the neighborhood office and the street office to get a certificate in advance?"

"Let Guodong handle it."

Li Xuewu patted Shen Guodong's shoulder and said, "Go find Director Wang and Director Shen when you go."

Shen Guodong covered his face and nodded; he was controlling his emotions now.

He knew that he and his grandmother were the only ones left, so he couldn't fall at this time.

"Guodong shouldn't go to the recycling station these few days, and Chen Xiaoyan'er shouldn't go either."

Li Xuewu smoked a cigarette and said, "Third Uncle and Biaozhi, whoever has time, bring the food over."

"Got it."

After Li Xuewu finished speaking, Wen San'er and the others all responded.

At this moment, Shen Guodong wiped his tears, stood up, and said, "I'll go tell the old man and the Ye Ye Erye."

"It's only right."

Wen San'er nodded and said, "It should be you who tells them."

"Hmm."

Shen Guodong took the paper handed over by Yang Erhai'er, wiped his eyes and nose, and said, "Let's go, go to the recycling station."

Because he had just finished crying, Shen Guodong didn't enter the room, and let Yang Erhai'er go in to call Chen Xiaoyan'er out to give instructions.

Chen Xiaoyan'er knew she couldn't cry even more at this time, so she forcibly held her breath, took a few deep breaths, eased her emotions, and called the few people to leave.

Li Xuewu carried his father's medicine box on his back and returned to the recycling station with his brothers.

After entering the courtyard, he found the Ye Ye Erye and Grandfather who were in the courtyard and told them about the matter.

As he was speaking, Shen Guodong was about to kneel down, but the old man caught him and didn't let him kneel.

"Alright, we're all men."

The old man wiped Shen Guodong's tears and began to calculate what was needed with the Ye Ye Erye.

Seeing the men in the courtyard all gathered together, especially Li Xuewu, who was usually busy, also there, they knew something had happened.

Yu Li and Diliya and the others also came over to listen, and seeing Shen Guodong standing aside, they all said a few words in low voices.

What Li Xuewu was most relieved about in the West Courtyard was the unity and the hearts of the people.

As long as Li Xuewu was there, the hearts of the people in this recycling station had to be together.

Even Pazile and the four others who had only been here for two days felt this courtyard was good, though they couldn't say why.

Maybe it was because everyone lived on the same kang, sat at the same dining table, and ate from the same pot.

When something happened, everyone supported, helped, and took care of each other.

After the men finished discussing, Lao Biaozhi rode away on a tricycle.

He had a connection with Director Ma, so it wasn't troublesome to get things for the funeral.

The Ye Ye Erye took Pazile and the others to find wooden strips as thick as a thumb and started tying the frame, also called a spirit bed.

After the old person passed away, they couldn't stay on the kang, nor could they be placed directly on the ground, supported by bricks; they were placed on this frame made of wood or crop stalks to stop the spirit.

This saying is also called 'inverting the head'.

Yu Li was directed by the Ye Ye Erye, and once Biaozhi returned, she started making the burial clothes.

The old man gave the work of the substitute to the Ye Ye Erye, while he took Ge Lin to choose wood to make the coffin.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner; no one urged, and no one needed to be urged by others.

Seeing everyone busy, Li Xuewu said to Shen Guodong, "Go home, go back and spend more time with the old lady."

"Hmm."

Shen Guodong nodded and walked back; Li Xuewu waved his hand, signaling Yang Erhai'er to follow.

He looked up at the sun, tidied his clothes, drove the car, and went out.

The Ye Ye Erye arranged work for everyone, but didn't arrange any for Li Xuewu.

Because everyone knew Li Xuewu's time wasn't his own, and he could be busy at any time.

He did have something to do today; he had to be busy with Zhou Wang Yamei's matter in the morning, which was also Fu Haibo's matter.

The inspection and the F-court had finished the procedures for the case and had already notified the steel rolling mill of the verdict for Fu Bin and Fu Haibo's case.

He believed that the factory would have to hold a summary meeting for this case before long.

There was something at the teacher's house in the afternoon, and someone was waiting for him there.

"Uncle!"

"Hey!"

As soon as the car stopped, Li Xuewu saw Fu Zhidong run out of the courtyard.

"Uncle, are we going to see Dad?"

"Heh heh."

Li Xuewu looked at Zhou Wang Yamei standing on the stone steps and asked, "Are you packed? If you're packed, let's go."

Zhou Wang Yamei looked at the gazes of the big and small ones looking at her, squeezed the bag in her hand hard, tried to show a smile, and said, "Ready, don't you want to drink some hot water?"

"No need, it'll be fine to drink when we get there."

Li Xuewu reached out, picked up Fu Zhidong, and placed him in the back seat; Zhou Wang Yamei turned back, locked the door, and walked out.

"Gu Ning said she could get off work at four in the evening."

"Hmm."

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "I've arranged this day clearly, barely counting as not passing Sunday, heh heh."

"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble."

Zhou Wang Yamei's emotions were a bit low, carrying her bag and standing there with a chaotic heart.

She had once thought that she might never see Fu Haibo again in this life, but this person in front of her had agreed casually.

"Get in the car."

Li Xuewu pulled up the passenger seat and told Zhou Wang Yamei to sit in the back.

Zhou Wang Yamei nodded, carried her bag, and got in the car.

Li Xuewu put the seat back, jumped into the car, started the engine, and drove toward the Dongcheng First Detention Center.

On the way, Fu Zhidong was full of excitement and smiles, like a little swallow that had just learned to fly, finding everything novel.

Asking this and that to his mother sitting beside him.

Zhou Wang Yamei sat in the back protecting her son, responding casually, but her heart became more and more flustered as the car's journey became shorter.

In the Beixinqiao neighborhood of the DC district, there was an alley named "Paoju".

There was a saying in the Four Nine Cities: "If you don't behave, I'll send you to Paoju."

The Paoju mentioned here refers to the Paoju Detention Center, because there once existed a detention center in Paoju Alley, and this detention center was used for a very, very long time.

As early as the Qianlong period, a Paoju was established here to manufacture cannons.

Later, it was slowly abandoned and became a warehouse for cannons, military equipment, and scrap cannons.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Paoju was completely abolished and turned into a detention center, and the number of people locked in this detention center was countless.

During the Republic of China period, the Qing Dynasty detention center became the "Beijing Army Detention Center."

After the Lugou Bridge Incident, it became the "Flower Flag Army Detention Center."

After 1945, it was changed back to the Beijing Army Detention Center, until after liberation, the detention center was taken over by the Beijing Municipal Bureau.

Because of the change in management responsibilities, it was also called the Dongcheng First Detention Center, and also the Municipal Bureau Third Detention Center.

Most of the houses in the Paoju Detention Center were rebuilt and used for office work and detaining criminal offenders in the Dongcheng area.

Earlier, there was a public security office under the Municipal Bureau in the alley, specializing in managing bad people like thieves, hooligans, and those who fought.

Because it was close, they were sent here, and Paoju gradually became synonymous with the detention center.

And the origin of the term 'Old Pao' also has a relationship with this.

Li Xuewu's car slowly entered Paoju Alley, stopped steadily in front of the post, and took his credentials to the gate post for registration.

The gate post should have received instructions; seeing Li Xuewu's credentials, he saluted and pointed out the direction of the office building to Li Xuewu.

Li Xuewu nodded and thanked him, drove the car with Zhou Wang Yamei and her son into the courtyard, and parked directly downstairs.

Perhaps the gate post had made a phone call; just as Li Xuewu picked up Fu Zhidong and got out of the car, Huang Gan came out of the building.

"Heh, Deputy Section Chief Li, rarely idle."

"Rarely idle indeed, but there's still time to visit an old classmate."

Hearing Li Xuewu use the word 'visit', Huang Gan smiled and said, "Don't fall into my hands, or I'll make you wash my clothes every day."

"That would be great."

Li Xuewu helped Zhou Wang Yamei out of the car and let Huang Gan lead them toward the detention area.

"Your environment here is actually quite good; are you planning to plant flowers?"

Li Xuewu saw that the grass on both sides of the road had already been turned over, clearly planning to plant something.

"Hey, just killing time."

Huang Gan saw Li Xuewu brought people, and didn't say a single accurate word, chatting nonsense across the world.

The door of the detention area was divided into three sections, each separated by a high wall, but Li Xuewu and the others didn't go inside; there was a place for visiting here.

Beside the detention area was a row of bungalows, divided into compartments, with tables and chairs inside; this was the visiting room.

Huang Gan puffed on a cigarette, signaled Li Xuewu to take the people into the room first, and then left.

Zhou Wang Yamei didn't expect Li Xuewu's connections to be so extensive, even knowing people in the detention center.

She sat on the bench with her son, whose smile had disappeared, and felt uneasy in her heart.

Fu Zhidong looked up at the surrounding environment, then looked at his mother's serious face, and knew this wasn't the time to ask questions, so he could only sit blankly.

Not long after, only the sound of chains could be heard approaching from the door, "Clatter~ clatter".

"Dad!"

Fu Zhidong suddenly saw someone enter the doorway, and it was his father.

At this moment, he looked at his father, who was full of whiskers, haggard, and wearing yellow cotton-padded clothes, in a panic, and tears swirled in his eyes.

Looking at the man standing at the doorway, Zhou Wang Yamei was also stunned.

She had imagined how badly he was doing inside, but she hadn't expected him to be doing this badly.

What he couldn't stand the most before was whiskers, and he couldn't stand wearing cotton-padded clothes without anything underneath, but now...

When Fu Haibo was called out, he had imagined countless possibilities, but he hadn't expected a visit.

He had been called out for interrogation countless times, and once fantasized about his wife and son coming to see him, but later became more and more numb.

He even hoped his wife and son wouldn't come, to see him in his current state, and let the former him live in their memories.

"5243, sit."

The prison guard pressed Fu Haibo's shoulder, pressed him onto the stool, and then locked the fixed handcuffs on the table to the chain of the handcuffs on Fu Haibo's hands.

Fu Haibo looked at his wife, then looked at his son who was already crying, and tears also flowed from his eye sockets.

"Cough!"

Li Xuewu coughed, and when Fu Haibo was pursing his lips and shedding tears, he said, "Speak slowly, I'll be outside the door."

"Thank you."

Just as Li Xuewu went out, he heard the thanks coming from behind him.

Li Xuewu didn't reply, pulled the room door shut, and walked out.

There was no need to be polite at this time.

"Why is it so gloomy here?"

Li Xuewu puffed on a cigarette, turned around and looked at the environment here, frowned, and said to Huang Gan.

Huang Gan took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, pulled Li Xuewu's shoulder, pointed to a house and said, "There, the place where Ji H. Chang was detained, who wrote 'Hate not to resist R and die, leave as today's shame. The country is broken, still like this, why should I cherish this head'."

As he spoke, he pointed to an open space and said, "There, the execution ground."

Li Xuewu frowned and said, "No wonder, fortunately the Public Security Brigade didn't want this side when choosing the site."

"Heh heh."

Huang Gan, puffing on a cigarette, chuckled and said, "You're getting bold, daring to dig my wall corner!"

"I wouldn't want it even if you gave it to me, rare!"

Li Xuewu turned his head to look at both sides and asked, "Is this the place where that idiot Fangzi was detained?"

"Hmm, not just her."

Huang Gan said, "There were more than fifty at the time, all detained here, and she also died by the execution ground over there."

"She deserved it."

Li Xuewu pursed his lips, looked at Huang Gan and asked, "How have you been lately?"

"You've seen it all."

Huang Gan put his hands behind his back and said, "Spring is coming soon, I have to think about what to plant in the fields."

"Heh heh, plant food stamps!"

Li Xuewu smiled and said, "I'll come help you harvest in the autumn."

"It would be great if it could really be harvested."

Huang Gan squinted his eyes and twisted his mouth, saying, "If it could be planted, I'd plant mutton, plant beef."

As he spoke, looking at Li Xuewu's expression of wanting to cry but not being able to, he said, "When the time comes, we'll also get some money to eat something good."

"You, Section Chief Huang, aren't you eating whenever you want!"

Li Xuewu patted Huang Gan's stomach and said, "Find a time to gather everyone, don't let the feelings fade."

"Who is this?"

Huang Gan nodded and asked about the three people crying inside the window.

"You're asking me when they're detained in your place?"

Li Xuewu stared, suspecting Huang Gan was playing dumb with him.

"I really don't know."

Huang Gan hugged his arms and said softly, "It's always been supervised by people from the Discipline Inspection Commission, we're just cooperating."

As he spoke, he pointed at Li Xuewu and said, "You know me, I'm not good at asking about things, how dare I provoke trouble."

"Heh heh."

Li Xuewu pursed his lips, looked at him with hanging eyes, and didn't pay attention to him.

"Forget it if you won't say!"

Huang Gan also pursed his lips and said, "Anyway, it won't be many days."

"I don't know much either."

"Get lost!"

Huang Gan glared at Li Xuewu; he allowed Li Xuewu to keep secrets, but he couldn't insult his intelligence.

"You idiot, you don't know, yet you bring someone's wife and child?"

"I know his wife!"

Li Xuewu gave him a 'you're stupid' look.

"Hehehe."

Huang Gan twisted his mouth and smiled, saying, "Fine, we'll continue today's topic on the day you get married."

"Hmm, fine, I definitely won't invite you."

Li Xuewu finished speaking and turned his head toward the room.

In the room, Fu Haibo was getting close to his son with his head, letting his son wipe his tears with his small hands.

The feeling of licking a calf was vividly displayed at this time.

He was so remorseful, remorseful that he hadn't cherished the time spent with his family, and now that he knew the time spent together wasn't long, he cherished it even more.

Fu Haibo was startled when he saw his wife being led by Li Xuewu, and only understood Li Xuewu's meaning after Zhou Wang Yamei told him about the steel city matter.

"Did you miss Dad?"

"Miss!"

Fu Zhidong's small hands couldn't wipe his father's tears clean no matter what.

Although his father hadn't been close to him before, he also knew his father's love for him.

"Dad, when are you coming home?"

Fu Zhidong's tears hadn't stopped either, not caring about the dirt on his father, stretched out his small hands and hugged his father's neck.

"Zhidong."

Seeing Fu Haibo's sad appearance, Zhou Wang Yamei wanted to persuade her son to come down.

But Fu Zhidong, who had always been very obedient, was hugging his father's neck and wouldn't let go.

It seemed he knew that after this time, it would be difficult to see his father again, so he became stubborn at this moment.

"Good child."

Fu Haibo rubbed his son's small head with his face and said, "Listen to Mom at home, you know? You have to grow up obediently and protect Mom."

"Hmm, wuwuwu."

Fu Zhidong hugged his father and nodded, the crying sound in his shriveled small mouth couldn't be held back anymore.

Fu Haibo cried, the child also cried, and Zhou Wang Yamei's tears were wiped again and again.

"Cough cough!"

The cadre who had been monitoring coughed, which was a reminder to pay attention to the time.

This cadre couldn't hear what the people in the room were saying, but could see, convenient for dealing with special situations at any time.

Although these few people were brought by the prison warden, they couldn't exceed the time limit indefinitely.

It was originally a visit without procedures, so they had to be even more careful.

Knowing this was a reminder to himself, Fu Haibo wiped his tears with his shoulder and kissed his son's small face again.

"Son, be good, listen to Dad, go wait for Dad outside."

"Dad."

Fu Zhidong hugged his dad's neck and didn't want to let go.

"Be good, Dad wants to talk to Mom for a while."

Fu Haibo signaled Zhou Wang Yamei to take the child down.

Zhou Wang Yamei wiped her tears, glanced at Li Xuewu, reached out to take the child, wiped her son's tears again, and then walked to the door and handed him to Li Xuewu, who had walked over.

Fu Haibo watched his son being held by Li Xuewu and walking outside, took a deep breath, and wiped his tears.

"Where do you live in Beijing?"

"His house."

Zhou Wang Yamei took paper from her bag and handed it to Fu Haibo.

Fu Haibo took the paper, looked at his wife, and said, "He is a person worthy of trust, and also a person worthy of reliance."

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Wang Yamei stared at Fu Haibo, and even questioned him aloud.

"Heh heh."

Fu Haibo gave a bitter laugh, then looked at the white paper in his hand and said, "I definitely won't be able to get out, maybe it'll be the end of this month."

Although she had long anticipated such a day, hearing this news from Fu Haibo's mouth, Zhou Wang Yamei still couldn't accept it.

At this moment, she turned her face away, unable to bear looking at Fu Haibo's predicament.

"I'm sorry."

Fu Haibo eased his emotions and said sincerely, "I'm sorry to you and the child, sorry to Mom and Dad."

"What's the use of saying all this?"

Zhou Wang Yamei used the paper to wipe her tears.

"Yes, no amount of 'I'm sorry' can make up for the debt I owe you."

Fu Haibo said with a bitter laugh, "I didn't let you live a few good days while I was alive, and I'm still causing you trouble after I die."

"You don't owe me anything."

Zhou Wang Yamei took a breath and said, "I never felt you owed me anything."

"Thank you."

Fu Haibo pinched the paper in his hand, unable to bear wiping his own tears.

"I have to say, the decision I made at the end of this life was correct."

As he spoke, he looked up at Zhou Wang Yamei and said, "Since he can bring you to see me, I believe he won't break his promise, he promised to take care of you."

"I will raise the child to adulthood."

Zhou Wang Yamei looked at Fu Haibo and said, "I will teach him to read, teach him to do things, teach him to be a good person."

"I believe you."

Even though Fu Haibo had fallen into such a state, he still had his own logic and thinking when he spoke.

"You will be a good mother, and I also believe you will educate your son to adulthood, but!"

Fu Haibo looked at Zhou Wang Yamei and said, "I don't believe in myself, I don't believe that the sins I once committed won't come looking for me."

Fu Haibo was particularly clear-headed at this moment; hearing Yu Min's name from Zhou Wang Yamei's mouth, he knew the wolf was coming.

Li Xuewu alone couldn't fight Yu Min; that was a wolf, just like him, both were jackals without conscience.

The reason he sent the child away was to make it clear to Zhou Wang Yamei, to make it clear about the stakes involved.

"Danger, you and the child are too dangerous in Steel City."

Fu Haibo shook his head and said, "Stay in Beijing, stay by Li Xuewu's side; if there's no protection from Li Xuewu, you two won't live long."

Zhou Wang Yamei couldn't care about sadness anymore; she wasn't afraid of her own danger, she was afraid for the child.

She could hide at home for a lifetime, but the child couldn't; the child would eventually go to school and eventually grow up.

Zhou Wang Yamei said Fu Haibo didn't owe her anything, but the implied meaning was that Fu Haibo owed the child.

"Forget about me after walking out of here."

Fu Haibo looked at Zhou Wang Yamei and said, "Forget the past, change the child's surname to his, don't use the surname Fu anymore, go live a new life."

"No, that won't happen."

Zhou Wang Yamei cried and shook her head, saying, "How could it be like this!"

"Sigh! ~"

Fu Haibo's mood was very complicated now, pinching the paper towel in his hand, and said, "I'm guilty of terrible crimes, I deserve to die, but I don't want to watch you two suffer because of me."

He knew what he had done, how many people he had hurt; some of these people were cowardly and might never come looking for him in their lifetime.

But some would definitely come for revenge; even if these people didn't come, those who coveted the wealth he left behind would also come to the door.

Today it was Yu Min, tomorrow it could be Zhang San, or it could be Li Si.

As long as it was someone who knew Fu Haibo, they wouldn't let go of so much money.

He greedily captured all the money he could get, but never thought that one day this money would become a knife to hurt his wife and child.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about handing over that money directly, to have a fish-die-net-break, to let those people be disappointed.

But without that money, his wife and child wouldn't be able to live either.

He could die and end it all, but the hatred couldn't be taken away, it was still in the hearts of those people.

"For the child."

Fu Haibo looked at Zhou Wang Yamei and said, "Live well, live well, live happily, live happily."

Every time Fu Haibo said a word, Zhou Wang Yamei's heart ached twice as much, and in the end, she couldn't help but cover her face and cry out.

Fu Haibo regretted, Zhou Wang Yamei also regretted, regretted teaching her husband to seek a marquis title.

If life could be simple, how good would it be; what's the use of having so much money.

"Don't cry, my time is running out."

Fu Haibo raised his hand, wanting to wipe Zhou Wang Yamei's tears, but was held back by the handcuffs, unable to reach his wife on the other side.

"Go, take care of the child, forget me."

Fu Haibo tapped the table, then turned to shout outside the window: "Section Chief Li, I want to talk to you."

Li Xuewu held Fu Zhidong and looked at Fu Haibo in the window, raised his eyebrows, not knowing what this person was going to do again.

"Come, give me the child."

Huang Gan reached out and took Fu Zhidong from Li Xuewu's arms, teased and said, "Go see what that person you don't know wants from you."

Li Xuewu didn't pay attention to Huang Gan, patted the child's back lightly, and walked into the room.

At this moment, Zhou Wang Yamei had already stood up and walked out, looking back every three steps.

Li Xuewu sized up Fu Haibo, sat in the position Zhou Wang Yamei had just vacated, took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed it to his mouth.

"Anything else for me?"

Li Xuewu squinted his eyes and looked at Fu Haibo, saying, "Don't talk to me about the case, I don't have the right to touch your case now."

"I know."

Fu Haibo looked at Li Xuewu and said, "I know I'm going to die, and finding you won't save me."

"Good that you know, don't cause trouble for each other."

Li Xuewu didn't smoke, put the cigarette box by Fu Haibo's hand, and just put away the lighter.

"Thank you."

Fu Haibo looked at Li Xuewu and said, "You are a man, I feel lucky for the decision I made at the beginning."

"There's no need to reminisce at this time."

Li Xuewu looked at the sun outside, it was getting late.

"I asked you to come because I want to talk about Yu Min."

"Yu Min?"

Li Xuewu's eyes narrowed all at once, saying, "You'd better think clearly before you speak."

"I don't need to think clearly."

Fu Haibo looked at Li Xuewu and said, "I'll tell you everything I can say and everything I know, you can do whatever you want."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and took the cigarette with his fingers, saying, "I won't say the words I say today a second time."

Li Xuewu frowned and didn't speak, just looking at Fu Haibo like this.

Fu Haibo flicked the ash, starting from the first time he met Yu Min...

Outside the window, Fu Zhidong lay in his mother's arms, his eyes fixed on his father's back in the room.

Watching his father talking to his uncle, his uncle's eyebrows were always furrowed, not knowing what happened inside.

He remembered his father was caught by his uncle, but for some reason, he couldn't feel his uncle's malice.

Taking care of him, taking care of his family, taking care of his mother, protecting his family's house.

A few days ago, he even watched his uncle send people to save them.

Now he's bringing him gifts, finding a school...

Looking at his father's appearance, he knew, and understood, that his father had made a mistake.

A four-year-old child actually understands everything, knowing the distinction between good and bad people.

But in his heart, the concepts of good and bad people were confused for the first time.

His father had never been bad to him, but he was a bad person; his uncle had never been good to him before, and even caught his father, but he was a good person.

Whatever Zhou Wang Yamei explains to him when she goes back today will leave a mark on his young heart.

"Go, let me use your phone."

Li Xuewu walked out of the visiting room in a hurry, said to Huang Gan with a serious face.

Here, Zhou Wang Yamei held the child and watched Fu Haibo stand up, led away by the prison guard, leaving from the other side without looking back.

"Dad! Wuwu~"

Seeing his dad leave, Fu Zhidong cried in his mother's arms.

Zhou Wang Yamei also hugged the child and glanced at Fu Haibo's back, and until she couldn't see him anymore, she chased after Li Xuewu's direction and left.

Sometimes taking a wrong step really means there's no way to turn back.

Fu Haibo endured the heartache and refused to look back at his wife and child, just to keep them from thinking about him; it would be better if they hated him and forgot him.

Choosing to tell Li Xuewu about Yu Min wasn't for a sentence reduction, nor for treatment, but for the safety of his wife and child.

His verdict had already been handed down, and any major meritorious service wouldn't be useful anymore; what he was doing now was his final compensation for his wife and child.

Li Xuewu hadn't expected Fu Haibo to say so much, and he had to be cautious.

In Huang Gan's office, he directly dialed the family line of the Foreign Affairs Department.

"Hello?"

Listening to the lazy voice on the phone, Li Xuewu said, "It's me."

"You idiot, you still dare to..."

"Something happened!"

Li Xuewu didn't wait for Ji Weidong to finish, and simply explained the situation here.

"Wait for me!"

From Li Xuewu's few words, Ji Weidong knew that this bastard was going to pay back the money.

Of course, Li Xuewu giving him a thousand yuan now wouldn't be wanted; in the face of such a case, a thousand yuan counted for a fart!

He knew, he knew, Li Xuewu definitely wouldn't treat him badly.

By the way, why did he want to break off relations yesterday?

Couldn't remember, didn't want to think about it, handling serious business with a good brother was more important.

Ji Weidong came very quickly; Li Xuewu hadn't finished a cup of tea sitting in Huang Gan's office when he arrived.

"So fast?"

Li Xuewu looked at the time on his hand in disbelief, then looked at Ji Weidong, who was wearing a jacket.

"Don't you have to be quick when collecting debts?"

Ji Weidong raised his eyebrows at Li Xuewu and cast his gaze toward the child and woman sitting beside Li Xuewu.

Hiss! ~

This woman is incredibly beautiful!

"Did you handle the matter I arranged for you last night?"

"Ah, of course."

Ji Weidong looked at the child, so white.

Answering Li Xuewu's words, he walked to Li Xuewu's other side and sat down.

Li Xuewu pointed to Huang Gan opposite and said, "Huang Gan, prison warden, my classmate."

Then pointed to Ji Weidong and said, "Ji Weidong, Investigation Department, my friend."

"Hello."

"Hello."

The two shook hands, considering it an introduction.

When Li Xuewu introduced the two, he brought up their relationship with him, which was a solid relationship, so the two naturally understood Li Xuewu's meaning.

So there was no excessive politeness at this moment, just talking, and there would be plenty of time to get in touch later.

"This is a case I handled before, the Dongcheng public security case."

Li Xuewu pointed to the direction of his home and continued, "Later it involved the leaders of our factory, and the scope was quite wide."

Because this case had nothing to do with what he wanted to say, and because Zhou Wang Yamei was here, he didn't say much.

Introducing the origin of the matter in a few words was enough.

"Fu Haibo confessed some things, about Yu Min, the director of the Steel City Youth Workers' Club."

Li Xuewu looked at Ji Weidong and said softly, "I've been in contact with this person before, when I was handling this case, but he's very slippery, and I didn't catch any handle on him."

Ji Weidong squinted his eyes and nodded, saying, "Local forces?"

"Right."

Li Xuewu looked at Ji Weidong and said, "Very energetic, it's said he can get anything, I once saw tons of grain and special materials in one of his strongholds."

"Hmm."

Ji Weidong looked at Li Xuewu and asked, "You suspect it's smuggled?"

"Otherwise?"

Li Xuewu tapped the table and said, "Steel City's geographical location is very special, with mountains and water, it's very convenient to transport and hide things."

"Not to mention grain, motorcycles can't be grown from the ground, right?"

"Heh heh."

Ji Weidong chuckled, then said, "That's really a big gift, I'll give you a motorcycle when I break this case."

"Keep it for yourself!"

Li Xuewu waved his hand and smiled, "I think four wheels are safer."

Ji Weidong pursed his lips, glanced at Li Xuewu, and said, "With this attitude, you're still a policeman."

"You also think it's unreasonable, right!"

Huang Gan saw the two finished talking, smiled and interjected, "But look at him, not only is he a policeman, he's also a big policeman!"

"Heh heh, you two can really wear the same pair of pants!"

Li Xuewu pointed at Huang Gan, stood up and said, "Fine, I just picked up a penny on the side of the road, and now I'm handing it to the policeman uncle, which counts as completing the task."

Ji Weidong also stood up, shook hands with Huang Gan, and said, "Please cooperate, Warden Huang."

"Easy to say, easy to say, we're all comrades!"

Huang Gan smiled and looked at Li Xuewu, saying, "Want to taste our food here at noon?"

"Forget it!"

Li Xuewu shook his head and said, "Today is troublesome enough for you, I'll invite you later, I'll invite you to our branch bureau to taste our chef's craft, a unique one in Beijing!"

"Is that so!"

Huang Gan said in surprise, "We have such an awesome cafeteria in our system?"

"You bet!"

As the few of them walked out while talking, Li Xuewu had already seen the two standing by the car; they were the two young men who had followed him to the frontier last time.

These two also saw Li Xuewu and greeted him with a smile.

Don't look at how the Investigation Department looks at everyone like they aren't good people, but this Deputy Section Chief Li Xuewu was definitely a good person, a very good person.

Just because Deputy Section Chief Li knew to bring them things when he went out to play, and just because they worked a short job for Deputy Section Chief Li and got three months' salary, if this Deputy Section Chief Li wasn't a good person, what was!

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