owlsbooks 55. Famous Zhangjia Town
55. Famous Zhangjia Town
"...You're fine, go home first."
Lao Luo's eyes moved, and he gave Chen Youcai a word of advice.
He turned his head and hurried to the No. [-] interrogation room at the end of the corridor with that subordinate.
Chen Youcai stood there and waited for a long time, making sure that no one was going to care about him, and finally let out a long breath.
He asked an official where to pay the fine, and he paid a fine of 50 yuan with some pain.
Under the strange gaze of the other party, he turned and walked towards the gate of the police station.
"Chen Youcai!"
Song Yiyi and Wang Zhuzi had already come out, and they were standing on the street outside the door.
"Are you all right?"
Chen Youcai stepped forward, Wang Zhuzi looked impatient, obviously unwilling to stay and wait for him.
Song Yiyi shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I just asked Wang Zhuzi and me about the case."
"I'm pretty much the same here."
After Chen Youcai finished speaking in a low voice, the three of them had no interest in talking, and remained silent all the way.
After this incident happened, Song Yiyi was a little frightened, and naturally she couldn't work again today.
She parted from the two at the fork in the road, and went back to the apartment alone to rest.
Chen Youcai and Wang Zhuzi didn't like each other, and they had nothing to say.
Wang Zhuzi was in a bad mood, and wanted to go to Shifang County to relax. He glanced sideways at Chen Youcai, and immediately headed towards the station without looking back.
Chen Youcai returned to Chenjia Village alone, and it was already 04:30 in the afternoon.
I want to come to the health center and get off work.
"Dad, it's really nothing. I don't know why those two guys wanted to kill Song Yiyi and Wang Zhuzi."
Back in my small courtyard, Aunt Xu and Zhao Xiaolin both came.
Some acquaintances from the village also gathered around the yard, chatting about something.
Chen Daqiang sat on the bench, and Chen Dazhuang sat on the side in a wheelchair, shaking his head and rejecting the cigarettes offered by the other party.
Seeing that Chen Youcai had finally returned home, everyone rushed forward and asked questions.
Facing his father's suppressed anger gaze, Chen Youcai bit the bullet and told the story again.
Everyone in the courtyard was shocked.
"Blind, you have even touched the knife, are you really not afraid of death if you are talented?"
"That is, if something happens to you, how will your father live?"
"Young people are still too impulsive, alas..."
Some complained, some shook their heads, and some tried to persuade them.
Chen Youcai listened silently, and couldn't help but feel scared.
"It's all gone, it's all gone, do you want to stay and eat?"
Chen Daqiang stamped out the cigarette butt, waved his hands to disperse the noisy villagers, and the small courtyard gradually became quiet.
"You are talented, you have to be very careful when you go out these two days, maybe they have accomplices and may want to retaliate against you..."
Chen Daqiang gave earnest advice, declined Chen Youcai's dinner invitation, and went home with his hands behind his back.
Aunt Xu stayed with Zhao Xiaolin for a while, then left.
In the yard, only Chen Youcai and his son were left staring at each other.
"Dad, you...don't you blame me?"
Pushing the wheelchair into the main room, Chen Youcai finally couldn't help asking in a low voice.
"Go and cook."
Chen Dazhuang had a complicated look on his face, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say much, he shook his head and said.
If my son was brave enough to save people, if he said anything serious, wouldn't Chen Youcai's heart be chilled?
Maybe this is life...
He stared at Chen Youcai's back, thinking silently with emotion.
Dinner was very boring, Chen Youcai absentmindedly pawed at the rice grains.
His father didn't get angry as expected, which made him gradually relax, and his heart fell back into his stomach.
In the evening, I still went to Zhangjia Town with Zhao Xiaolin to do odd jobs. Sister Tao took Miaomiao and Song Yiyi to the booth.
While eating, the two questioned Chen Youcai with concern.
Zhang Dagui and his wife also found out about this from nowhere, they deliberately pulled Chen Youcai aside, and gave him a good reprimand.
This murder case is not big or small.
However, it quickly spread among the circle of friends of the residents of Zhangjia Town, and spread all the way to the surrounding ten miles and eight villages.
In the next two days, people found Zhang Dagui's booth from time to time, and raised their mobile phones to take pictures of Chen Youcai.
There was even a reporter who claimed to be a reporter from the Nanling City Daily, and called to ask Chen Youcai for an exclusive interview.
Naturally, he rejected it without hesitation.
Chen Youcai felt that he had become a monkey in the zoo, and there were crowds watching him wherever he went... Fortunately, the impact he caused was benign.
And the villagers of Chenjia Village were asked about Chen Youcai by others, and all of them unknowingly stood up.
They were spitting, and when they were excited, they would blush and thicken their necks, as if they were behind Chen Youcai's ass and experienced it personally.
"You are talented, you are already famous, why don't you sign for me first?"
It was another leisurely afternoon, and there was a leisurely scene in the hospital.
Lao Song picked up the thermos cup to refill the water, walked up to Chen Youcai and joked.
"..."
Chen Youcai smiled, and buried his head in reading medical books again.
"Old Song, do you have to pay better treatment to talented people? He is now the face of our hospital."
Sister Tao raised her eyes from the phone screen and asked with a half-smile.
"Well... let's talk about it later."
Lao Song murmured indistinctly, returned to his seat and remained silent, causing Sister Tao to curl her lips and mutter in dissatisfaction.
"Chen Youcai, is Chen Youcai here?"
At this moment, there was a sound outside the door of the hospital, and then someone hurried over and asked loudly.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Lao Song put down the thermos, got up and walked to the door of the consultation room.
Seeing the posture in front of him, he was dumbfounded.
I saw several cars parked at the gate of the courtyard, and then a dozen or so people got down.
The first three people have good temperament, and they are leading cadres at first glance.
"Who are you? Didn't you say that Chen Youcai works in the hospital? What about others?"
The man who opened his mouth was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, with a briefcase in his hand, and his face was quite anxious.
After finding out the identities of the people in the room, the man pulled the confused old Song over.
He whispered: "Chen Youcai has made great contributions this time, the county leaders have come to visit him, and there are reporters from the TV station who want to interview him!"
With a click, the cigarette that Lao Song held between his fingers slipped to the ground, and he was dumbfounded.