Chapter 118 Box

Jiangcun Community

Dudu.

The car horn sounded twice in front of the community gate, and then the passenger in the front passenger seat got out of the car and started talking to the gatekeeper.

The Jiangcun people who were standing in front of the small supermarket and chatting saw this scene and naturally brought the topic over.

"Cars are not allowed to leave the community, and people from outside always don't understand. There are so many children in our community, what should we do if they are hit."

"It's okay. The gatekeeper today is Uncle Nineteen, and he will probably be scolded."

"He deserves to be scolded. In the past, he couldn't afford a car, so he drove to the village to show off to everyone. Now, in this year, he still drives in every day, which is a bit annoying..."

As he was talking, he saw the gate of the community opened.

Two cars drove in one after another.

The Jiangcun people in front of the small supermarket looked over and saw two police cars.

"What happened?"

At this time, the group of people in front of the supermarket couldn't stand it anymore. They picked up their mobile phones one by one, taking pictures, taking videos, and asking questions in the group.

The police car drove slowly and slowly drove to the front of the store. A neatly dressed policeman got out and smiled, "Excuse me, how do I get to Jiang Yuan's house?"

"Are you looking for Jiang Yuan? Jiang Yuan is not at home, right?" Aunt Hua stood up and looked the other person up and down.

"No need to look for Jiang Yuan, just look for Jiang Yuan's father." The policeman smiled and replied.

Aunt Hua looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Who are you? Do you have an ID?"

"We are from the Political Department of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. My name is Qi Shanwei, and this is my ID." The policeman who spoke faced the messy inquiries of the people in the store with a kind expression that was rarely seen in Jiangcun.

In Aunt Hua's mind, somehow, a picture suddenly emerged: a uniformed policeman or soldier, with a sympathetic expression, pushed out a wooden box, and said, "You raised a good son, and the people thank him..."

She was just thinking about it, and saw the policeman in the car behind also got out and took out an object covered with red cloth from the back seat, which looked like a wooden box.

Aunt Hua's head "banged" as if it was hit by a hammer. She was panicked and blurted out: "Jiang Yuan died?"

Qi Shanwei was stunned and said hurriedly: "No, no, he made a contribution!"

Aunt Hua was stunned for a moment and asked: "Sacrificed for a contribution?"

"Jiang Yuan died?" The aunt in the back row didn't hear it clearly, so she shouted out.

There was silence in front of the store, and then there were various inquiries:

"Dead?"

"Jiang Yuan died?"

"Why did he die like this? Didn't he become a policeman?"

"He died because he became a policeman! I'll ask in the group!"

"What can we do? There are so many houses in Jiangfu Town, and no one will inherit them?"

The discussions in front of the small supermarket attracted even larger discussions on the Internet.

The group of Jiangjia Village was refreshed at an unprecedented speed.

Qi Shanwei, who had a kind attitude, was also stunned. His face turned very ugly and he shouted loudly: "No sacrifice, it is a meritorious service, it is a meritorious service!"

"How can there be meritorious service without sacrifice?" An aunt shouted from behind.

Everyone nodded.

Qi Shanwei was almost dumbfounded. The Political Department has been doing "preferential treatment of police officers" for several years, but he has never encountered such a situation.

"No sacrifice can also be meritorious service." Qi Shanwei said loudly: "Listen to me first, everyone, listen to me first."

"Is he disabled?" It was the same aunt just now. Another shout took away Qi Shanwei's IQ.

"No sacrifice, no disability, it is purely because he solved the case well, so he has made a meritorious service!" Qi Shanwei shouted loudly three times, and then the old ladies and old men in front of the small supermarket understood a little.

Then, Aunt Hua exclaimed again: "The group has started to give gifts, what should I do?"

"How much? Is it appropriate to give a number?"

"Brother Jiang is dead, and you only gave a number? Are you still a human being?"

Qi Shanwei's head was completely destroyed and shattered to the ground. He said helplessly: "Do you have the phone number or WeChat of Jiang Yuan's father? Tell him the situation first, we will go up now."

He shouted again, and the police officers who came with him quickly put red and ribbons on him, and then the youngest police officer in the political department followed closely with a wooden box containing medals.

The last two police officers locked the car, picked up the bugle and blew it.

The people of Jiangcun were already swiping the screen in the group, and when they heard the bugle, they stuck their heads out and walked downstairs.

Some people were still sad when they left the unit door.

"Jiang Yuan?"

"Is Jiang Yuan gone?"

"Jiang Yuan is such a good kid."

Qi Shanwei came to his senses at this time and shouted: "Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, has no illness or disaster, and has made meritorious service on the front line!"

Everyone is from the Political Department, and they are all very conscious. They quickly followed and shouted: "Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, has no illness or disaster, and has made meritorious service on the front line!"

The wailing of the people in Jiang Village was suppressed, and gradually they calmed down.

"Not dead?"

"I guess he is really not dead."

"Has anyone called Jiang Yuan?"

"Oh, hurry up and follow to see how Jiang Fuzhen is doing. Don't worry too much."

A group of people followed Qi Shanwei nervously, and began to ask what merits and awards he had.

The group was also updated in real time.

Qi Shanwei sighed and thought: Finally back to normal.

The military bugle sounded loudly.

Qi Shanwei took a solemn step and knocked on the door of Jiang Yuan's house.

Jiang Fuzhen, who had just woken up a few minutes earlier, was woken up by the villagers. He didn't understand what was going on. He wiped his face and came out.

Qi Shanwei said: "Excuse me, are you Jiang Yuan's father Jiang Fuzhen?"

Jiang Fuzhen nodded: "It's me."

"Hello, uncle, we are from the Political Department of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and we have good news for you!"

Qi Shanwei saluted, and the military bugle sounded behind him, and there was another wave of music.

The Jiangcun people behind him followed and listened all the way. Now they have heard the famous music, nodding their heads, like young people attending a music festival, swaying to the rhythm.

Jiang Fuzhen was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Good news?"

The military bugle sounded, and Qi Shanwei just opened his mouth. The Jiangcun people behind him had already shouted in unison: "Comrade Jiang Yuan is in good health, without illness or disaster, and has made meritorious services on the front line!"

Jiang Fuzhen: "Oh."

Qi Shanwei's head hurt again.

Jiang Fuzhen asked, "What's going on?"

Qi Shanwei said in a serious tone, "We are here to give you good news."

Behind him, a bugler took out his mobile phone and started filming.

"One person's meritorious service brings glory to the whole family. Congratulations, uncle. Your son, Comrade Jiang Yuan, fought for 14 consecutive days in the Shannan Province Fingerprint Campaign, and matched 10 murder cases and 8 other backlog cases. The deceased was redressed, the victim's family was comforted, justice was demonstrated, and social fairness was rebuilt... On behalf of the Qinghe Municipal Bureau, I would like to congratulate you."

Qi Shanwei said, lifting the red cloth he was holding, revealing the plaque underneath.

Qi Shanwei deliberately turned around so that all relatives and neighbors around could see it.

"The home of the second-class hero." Someone read it out.

Qi Shanwei nodded, and then said to Jiang Fuzhen, "This is a plaque made by our municipal bureau. Can I help you hang it on the door?"

"Yes, yes." Jiang Fuzhen made way with a confused look on his face.

The young man behind him took out a drill, whirred a few times, and hung the plaque on the door of the Jiang family.

Below the plaque, there was a spring couplet that had not been torn off last year, and the horizontal scroll happened to be the four words "accumulate virtue and do good deeds".

"Uncle, here is another set of physical examination cards, which are given to you by the Municipal Bureau. Take it, and go to the designated hospital for a physical examination when you are free. If you are in good health, Comrade Jiang Yuan can work more at ease." Qi Shanwei took out a big red envelope and handed it to Jiang Fuzhen.

Jiang Fuzhen had seen many good things, but when he received Qi Shanwei's red envelope, he was a little overwhelmed and his hands were shaking.

"Is my Yuanzi really okay?" Jiang Fuzhen asked.

"Yes." Qi Shanwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"We are doing this to thank the hero's family. We will know when we call him later."

"I don't know why you called earlier." Jiang Fuzhen's heart fell back to the distance.

"There is also a silk banner." Qi Shanwei laughed and took out another silk banner with the words "Solving the case quickly and relieving the people's worries" on it.

Jiang Fuzhen finally understood the situation. He took the banner and was so excited that he moved his lips for a while before saying one word: "OK."