Chapter 50: Drunken Talk



Chapter 50: Drunken Talk

◎What is the beginning of love?◎

One day in July 1992, at dusk.

In the hot summer, the Municipal Bureau's single dormitory welcomed two new residents.

Zhao Xiangwan held a kettle of water in his left hand and an enamel basin in his right hand. The basin was filled with toiletries and slippers. There was also a net bag hanging on his arm, which contained a few sets of clothes.

Ji Zhao came with empty hands, followed by a smiling Ji Jinmao and a bodyguard carrying large and small bags.

Ji Jinmao wanted to help Zhao Xiangwan share some of her belongings, but she refused. Zhao Xiangwan didn't like others touching her things, which was a bit similar to Ji Zhao, so Ji Jinmao was used to it and didn't feel embarrassed at all to be rejected.

It was just after get off work, and there were many young people coming and going in the city bureau's single dormitory. Their eyes were attracted by the beautiful and fair Ji Zhao, and they began to ask around.

"Who is this pretty boy? Is he new here?"

"I've met him before. He's a criminal portrait artist in the Serious Crime Unit."

"Shouldn't a portrait artist be in the Criminal Technology Division? How can he be in the Serious Crime Unit?"

"You don't understand this. I heard that this portrait artist is quite famous and doesn't occupy a position on the staff. He is a talent specially recruited by Captain Xu."

Because of his great contributions in the murder of Weng Pingfang and the disappearance of Zhan Xiaolan, Ji Zhao, a non-staff member of the serious crime team, was well-known in the Municipal Bureau and many people knew him. Ji Jinmao was a little worried that these discussions would affect his son's mood, and he stared at Ji Zhao's every move nervously. Then he was relieved to find that Ji Zhao was at ease as long as he stayed with Zhao Xiangwan, and no matter how noisy it was outside, it would not affect his mood.

Ji Jinmao finally felt relieved, but then he thought of something else. He quickly walked to Ji Zhao and reminded him quietly, "Go and help Zhao Xiangwan carry the things." How could a little girl be allowed to carry luggage in both hands while a boy was walking around empty-handed?

When Ji Zhao heard this, he raised his dark eyes and looked at Ji Jinmao intently, as if asking: Why?

It was the first time that Ji Jinmao received such a focused gaze from his son. He was so excited that he wanted to shout to the whole world: My son is willing to listen to me! His autism has improved, and he can understand what I say!

But Ji Jinmao, who was familiar with Ji Zhao's personality, tried to suppress his excitement, fearing that it would disturb his thoughts and cause him to resist. He smiled and explained: "Girls are weak and can't lift heavy objects. You are a man, so you have to help."

Ji Zhao seemed to realize something. He took two steps forward and stood in front of Zhao Xiangwan, extending his hand.

Ji Zhao was tall, standing in front of Zhao Xiangwan, casting a large shadow on Zhao Xiangwan, with a hint of tenderness. Zhao Xiangwan stopped and looked at his outstretched hand, a little puzzled.

"What?"

[I'll help you get the things.] The little skylark jumped on the branch excitedly, and seemed to feel very happy to be able to help Zhao Xiangwan.

Zhao Xiangwan shook his head: "No need."

Ji Zhao in front of me was wearing a white shirt with a spotless collar and cuffs. His hands were slender and his skin was as white as jade. How could he look like a working man?

【I'll bring it up.】

Ji Zhao still held out his hand stubbornly, and the little skylark was chirping, looking cute and interesting.

Zhao Xiangwan smiled helplessly and handed over the red plastic water bottle in his hand: "Okay, then you take this."

Ji Zhao didn't care whether the thing was light or heavy. He held it happily in both hands as if he was holding a treasure.

Zhao Xiangwan saw that he was dressed like a nobleman, but was holding a cheap plastic water bottle. She couldn't help laughing at the strong sense of incongruity.

The smile is like the sunshine penetrating through the dark clouds, brilliant and bright.

Ji Zhao was infected by her smile and started to smile too. He opened his mouth wide, revealing six snow-white teeth, and his beautiful eyes curved slightly downward, forming a beautiful arc.

Ji Jinmao's eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't tell what he felt. He turned away, quietly pressed down the corners of his wet eyes, and silently said in his heart: Thank God, thank the earth.

The Xing City Public Security Bureau is on the street, and the accommodation area is located on the north side of the office building, connected by a small door in the middle.

He Mingyu had an appointment with Zhao Xiangwan today, and after waiting in the dormitory for a long time but no one showed up, she followed the road and came over. At first glance, she saw Zhao Xiangwan and Ji Zhao standing opposite each other, smiling foolishly.

The two people, who were equally tall and slender, smiled like two children. It seemed that there was no haze at all and everything was so beautiful. This made He Mingyu, who dealt with serious cases and criminals every day, happy. She waved her arms and raised her voice to shout: "Xiang Wan, Ji Zhao——"

Zhao Xiangwan stepped out of this bright and warm atmosphere and waved to He Mingyu.

He Mingyu ran over and nodded to Ji Jinmao: "Mr. Ji is here too?"

Ji Jinmao clasped his fists and said, "From now on, I'll leave my Ji Zhao in your care."

He Mingyu exchanged glances with Zhao Xiangwan and smiled: "Mr. Ji, you are too polite. Thanks to you, the food level of our city bureau has been greatly improved."

Ji Jinmao smiled and said, "It's nothing, nothing. If there's anything else I can do for you in terms of logistics, just let me know."

He Mingyu waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, the Municipal Bureau's Logistics Department is actually quite good. I just hope... Ji Zhao can get used to collective life."

I don’t know what Ji Jinmao and Ji Zhao were thinking. They didn’t want to live in the luxurious villa but insisted on squeezing into a single room in the dormitory building with Zhao Xiangwan.

The conditions in the single dormitory are limited. Can someone like Ji Zhao, who has nothing to do but have clothes to wear and food to eat, adapt to it?

He Mingyu brought everyone to the single dormitory building.

This is a five-story brick-concrete building built in the 1970s. It has a single-sided corridor, a stairwell in the middle, and bathrooms, showers, and water rooms at both ends of the corridor. It has cement walls, simple cement railings, a red sloping roof, and two gables covered with green ivy. It looks very modern from a distance.

He Mingyu lived on the second floor, near the stairwell. She brought Zhao Xiangwan to her dormitory, helped her put her belongings away, and pointed to the bedside desk and said to Ji Zhao, "Put the kettle there."

Ji Zhao put it down as he was told.

Ji Jinmao was happier and happier, secretly congratulating himself for the decision he made. Thanks to Ji Zhao being sent to the serious crime squad, he now looked like an ordinary person except that he couldn't speak.

He Mingyu knew that Zhao Xiangwan's family was not well-off, so she helped her collect the bedding distributed by the unit early on. The military green mattress and light blue and white checkered sheets were covered with a beige mat, which looked simple and elegant.

Zhao Xiangwan looked at the clean and tidy dormitory in front of him and smiled at He Mingyu: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

He Mingyu gave her a reproachful look: "You're still being polite to me? We're good comrades who have been through thick and thin together."

Zhao Xiangwan thought about how he had forged a deep friendship with all the members of the Serious Crime Unit since he participated in the first case of the headless female corpse. They faced fierce and cunning criminals together and searched for clues together. They were really no different from comrades-in-arms.

Ji Jinmao said, "Where is Ji Zhao's dormitory?"

Today he specially sent his son to live in a group, and prepared a lot of food, clothes, and daily necessities, for fear that Ji Zhao would be wronged. However... seeing this simple dormitory, he had a bad feeling.

He Mingyu said, "Captain Xu and Director Peng have both contacted the logistics department. Considering Ji Zhao's special situation, they have arranged a single room for him. There are only two single rooms available now. One is on the third floor, next to Zhu Kang, and the other is on the second floor, next to our dormitory. Which one do you want to live in?"

Ji Jinmao asked cautiously: "What's the difference?"

He Mingyu explained, "Our single dormitory has five floors in total, and men and women live together. However, the toilets and showers for female comrades are on the second and fourth floors, and the men's are on the first, third, and fifth floors. If Ji Zhao lives on the third floor, it may be more convenient for him. Zhu Kang is from our serious crime team and lives next door. If there is anything, we can find him. If Ji Zhao lives on the second floor, he will be next to me and Zhao Xiangwan, but he has to go to the first or third floor to use the toilet or shower."

The weather was hot in July, and the dormitory building didn't even have an independent bathroom. Ji Jinmao was a little hesitant and looked at Ji Zhao cautiously: "Son, how about... let's go home first? Wait until I help you build a building before coming back."

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Ji Jinmao with a half-smile.

Ji Jinmao was a little frightened by her look, and tried to explain: "Ji Zhao has always needed someone by his side since he was a child. In fact, he grew up in the countryside with his grandmother when he was a child, and it's not that he can't endure hardships. Now that the family conditions are better, he has never lived in a dormitory, that..."

Without waiting for Ji Jinmao to finish speaking, Ji Zhao stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the back of Zhao Xiangwan's hand.

【I live next door to you. 】

The touch was gentle, and Zhao Xiangwan did not feel offended, but instead had a warm feeling of being trusted. Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes to look at Ji Zhao and nodded gently: "Okay, then live next door to me."

When his eyes fell on the hand of Ji Zhao and Zhao Xiangwan touching each other, Ji Jinmao smelled a hint of the sweetness of love. How could he dare to say anything else? He immediately ordered the bodyguards to put Ji Zhao's belongings next door.

Ji Zhao was not interested in snacks and was not picky about food, but he had too many things for painting, including an easel, painting clips, painting tools, paints...all sorts of things were laid out, a cowhide mat was spread on the bed, and an electric fan was placed at the head of the bed. The room of more than ten square meters was almost filled up.

While making the arrangements, Ji Jinmao shook his head and mumbled something. He Mingyu got closer and only heard a few words: "It's not easy... It's too hot... Air conditioning..."

空調在九十年代絕對算是個新鮮玩意,何明玉在四季大酒店是感受過的,夏天涼意襲人,讓人舒适愉悅。聽到季錦茂這麽大一個老總對公安局單身宿舍表達不滿,不由得撲哧一笑:“季總,您要是覺得咱們這裏條件太差,就別讓季昭住這裏了。”

季錦茂慌忙搖手:“不不不,我沒有嫌棄的意思。就是心疼你們這些警察,居住條件太艱苦。”

何明玉絲毫不覺得條件艱苦,她是工人家庭出身,家裏四姐妹,一家六口擠在單位分的筒子樓裏,四姐妹一張大床睡了十幾年,直到她考上大學才擁有自己獨立的一張床。大學畢業之後分配到公安局,兩人一間宿舍,吃穿用都不用自己操心,真心實意覺得好。

她打趣了一句:“季總,由奢入儉難呀。”

季錦茂小心翼翼地看了趙向晚一眼,怕她嫌兒子嬌氣,忍着心疼一拍胸脯:“沒事!我家季昭能吃苦,我放心得很。”說完,匆匆帶人離開,就怕多看一眼,會舍不得。

何明玉帶着趙向晚和季昭熟悉水房、廁所、洗澡間,又領着他倆參觀籃球場、小食堂、小賣部,兩人正式開啓暑假集體生活。

一大早起床,趙向晚、何明玉叫上季昭圍着小操場跑步鍛煉,洗漱完畢之後一起去食堂吃早餐。事實證明季錦茂的擔憂沒有必要,季昭适應新生活非常好。他穿衣、吃飯都不挑,喜歡獨來獨往,趙向晚讓他做什麽,他就做什麽,心情愉快、情緒穩定。

早餐是簡單的稀粥、包子、鹹菜,季昭與趙向晚面對面坐着。

季昭吃飯的動作優雅而緩慢,引來旁邊不少目光。沒辦法,實在是長得太過漂亮,太招眼了。

趙向晚與何明玉看着季昭那張臉,也感覺心曠神怡。難怪古人說:秀色可餐,這話用在男人身上也一樣。

“何明玉——”

随着這一聲喊,何明玉條件反射站起來,大聲回應:“到!”

許嵩嶺身後跟着祝康、劉良駒、朱飛鵬,表情嚴肅:“趕緊吃完,有緊急情況。”

趙向晚放下碗筷,跟着站起。

有新案子了!

重案一組全部就位,聽許嵩嶺介紹案情。

市局接到報案,一名男子說朋友喝醉之後吹牛,一年半前殺了一個人,埋在城北郊區小河邊。

許嵩嶺嚴肅地說:“不管是酒後吐真言,還是胡亂吹牛,涉及殺人案都不能掉以輕心。朱飛鵬,馬上傳喚這名聲稱殺人的嫌疑人,讓趙向晚、何明玉參與審理過程。祝康、艾輝、黃元德,做好調查取證的準備。”

所有人都行動起來。

季昭沒有聽到自己的名字,略顯茫然地看着趙向晚。

趙向晚拉了他一把:“你跟着我吧。”

目前還沒有畫像工作,季昭一個人落單了也不好,不如就跟着審訊這一組,說不定還能多懂一點人情世故。

醉酒男子名叫譚學儒,外形斯文清秀,二十七、八歲年齡,宿醉剛醒,人還有點迷糊,突然一群警察找上門,吓得酒意全無。

聽說昨晚一起喝酒的朋友,一大早跑到公安局報警,坐在審訊室裏的譚學儒哭笑不得:“警察同志,我那是吹牛,純粹就是吹牛。朋友們總說我手無縛雞之力,說我書生氣太濃,我就是吹吹牛。”

朱飛鵬并沒有因為他的解釋而放松警惕:“你交代的細節很清晰啊。”

譚學儒眉心跳了跳:“我,我那就是看偵探電影看多了,随口說的。酒喝多了上腦,吹個牛也能抓起來?太誇張了吧!”

朱飛鵬看一眼坐在一旁安靜做筆錄的趙向晚,沒有絲毫放松:“把你昨晚說過的話再詳細講述一遍!”眼前譚學儒推脫得太過幹淨,反而令人懷疑。

譚學儒有些無奈,攤開雙手:“警察同志,醉話嘛,睡一覺起來就忘記了,我哪裏還記得?”

朱飛鵬冷笑一聲:“看來,你需要提醒一下。”說罷,命人将舉報譚學儒殺人的那名男子叫了進來,“你來告訴譚學儒,他昨晚到底說了些什麽。”

一看到眼前穿件棕色皮夾克、剪着寸頭的年輕男人,譚學儒瞳孔一縮:“錢勇!我們是朋友,你怎麽跑到公安局舉報我殺人呢?”

錢勇撇了撇嘴,面露不屑:“誰跟你是朋友?你連未來丈母娘都敢殺,誰敢和你做朋友?”他一說話,便露出一口因為長期抽煙而造成的大黃牙。

譚學儒牙槽緊咬,臉部肌肉顯得很僵硬:“我,我就是吹牛,你也信了?”

錢勇轉過頭看着朱飛鵬,讨好一笑:“警察同志,就是這個姓譚的殺了人,埋屍棗河邊。那個……我舉報是不是有功?有沒有獎勵?”

朱飛鵬丢了一枝香煙給他:“你再詳細說說,如果譚學儒殺人屬實,給你頒一個好市民獎。”

錢勇接過煙,拿到鼻子底下聞了聞,一臉陶醉。

朱飛鵬嚴肅提醒:“室內不許抽煙。”錢勇這才依依不舍地将煙夾在右耳之上,開始複述昨晚譚學儒講過的話。

譚學儒是農村孩子,家裏父母生了七個,他是老四。高中畢業之後,在星市一家皮鞋廠當推銷員,因為長相斯文、談吐有禮,很受女孩子青睐。先後談過幾個女朋友,但都因為他家裏窮、負擔重而分手。

錢勇在皮鞋廠當工人,和譚學儒是老鄉,兩人時不時在一起喝個小酒、打打小牌,算是說得來的朋友。只不過錢勇沒什麽文化,譚學儒時不時言語間流露出一絲高高在上的優越感,令錢勇心中不喜。

昨晚夜裏,譚學儒叫上錢勇,在他的出租屋裏做了兩個小菜,一起吃飯喝酒。酒過三巡,錢勇将話題引到男女話題上。

“還是兄弟你有福氣,談了那麽多個女朋友。”

譚學儒喝得差不多了,嘆了一口氣:“談得多又有什麽用?沒一個肯嫁給我。”

錢勇好奇地問:“你跟我說說,這些女人你都上過床沒?”

譚學儒聽到這個問題,頓時來了興致,開始滔滔不絕地吹噓自己上過的女孩,那真是燕瘦環肥、各有千秋。

錢勇一直單身,越聽心頭越熱,湊近了問他:“這麽多女人,你覺得哪一個最風騷,哪一個最來勁?”

譚學儒眼中閃過一絲眷戀,有些神秘地說:“要說辦那件事最爽、最舒服的,你想都想不到,其實不是我哪一任女朋友,而是我前任丈母娘。”

錢勇瞪大了眼睛,半天才說出一句:“丈,丈母娘?”那不得已經四十多歲?放着年輕漂亮的小妞不要,偏愛半老徐娘,譚學儒的口味這麽重?

也許是因為壓抑太久,在這個七月的夜晚,幾杯小酒下肚,譚學儒打開了話匣子,該說的,不該說的,全都說了出來。

兩年前,譚學儒談了個女朋友,名叫虞初曉。虞初曉性格活潑開朗,父親早逝,與母親相依為命。虞初曉的母親魏清婉在省機械廠工會工作,四十剛出頭,但保養得當,看上去只有三十多歲。

虞初曉中專畢業,在省機械廠財務處上班,工作輕松、收入穩定。虞初曉的父親曾經是省機械廠的工程師,死于工傷,廠裏對她們母子照顧有加,不僅分配了一套兩房一廳的房子,撫恤金也給了不少,因此虞初曉母子生活相對優渥,至少在譚學儒看來,實在是條件太好。

城裏人,有住房,中專學歷,每個月收入近一百塊,還有各種福利待遇——擁有這些條件的虞初曉是譚學儒能夠找到的最好對象,因此譚學儒對虞初曉刻意逢迎,處處讨好,兩個人的感情迅速升溫,開始談婚論嫁。

虞初曉性格單純,因為父親在自己小學時便已經離世,家中只有母女二人,缺乏父愛,對溫文體貼的譚學儒印象很好,決定結婚之後便告知母親魏清婉,商量第二天上門。

譚學儒清楚地記得,見到魏文婉時正是陽春三月,他穿着新皮鞋,提着禮物走進省機械廠的宿舍樓。

省機械廠是湘省大廠,以生産重型施工機械為主。九十年代大興土木,施工機械銷量極好,因此省機械廠的效益很好,每年一到過年過節都會發錢發東西,小到肥皂、牙膏、汽水,大到成箱的帶魚、水果、米面油,應有盡有。

譚學儒一走進省機械廠的生活區,便感覺到撲面而來的富足愉快氛圍。

每個人的臉上都洋溢着輕松愉快的笑容,打招呼的時候說的話語也令人羨慕不已。

“帶魚吃完了沒?我告訴你一個辦法,用油煎了之後封在玻璃瓶子裏,娃娃們帶到學校去當零食吃,味道好得很。高蛋白,聽說還能養頭發,小孩子長身體多吃點好。”

“唉呀,上次發的蘋果還沒吃完呢,又發了一箱桔子。我們家是雙職工,根本吃不完!”

“是啊,你說水果又不能當飯吃。好在我家小子嘴饞,每天上課的時候往他書包裏塞三個,現在總算是吃得差不多了。”

譚學儒聽在耳朵裏,記在心上。暗自下決心,一定要和虞初曉結婚,住到省機械廠來。他老家是農村的,家裏兄弟多,也不在乎什麽倒插門,只要讓他住到這個單位來,每天就有吃不完的米、面、水果,多好啊。

魏清婉早早準備了一大桌好菜,等着女兒的男友上門。

一開門,魏清婉的目光便在譚學儒身上快速走了一圈。小夥子個子中等,長相清秀,雖說只是高中畢業生,但眉眼間看得出來有幾分書卷氣,如果只是看他的模樣,的确很難猜得出來是個農村娃娃。

可是,還是能看得出來一些與城裏小夥不一樣的地方。

藍色襯衣衣領因為漿洗過多而泛白,衣袖邊沿有些磨毛,褲腳有點短,剛剛蓋住皮鞋鞋面,走動間露出淺色的尼龍襪子,一看就很廉價。

魏清婉心中一突,可是她聰明地沒有多問什麽,微笑招呼譚學儒坐下。

魏清婉是本地人,父母都是退休工人,條件相對不錯。丈夫去世之後旁人也介紹過幾個,但她眼光高,一個都看不上,慢慢也習慣了一個人的自在生活,沒有再婚。

譚學儒是第一次近距離接觸魏清婉這樣的女性。

魏清婉雖然年過四十,但膚白貌美,長腿豐胸細腰,整個人散發着一股濃濃的成熟女性韻味,讓譚學儒的心漏跳了一拍,局促地端坐椅中,一動不敢動。

譚學儒的拘謹倒是給魏清婉留下了好印象,給他端茶倒水,随口問了幾個問題。

“家是哪裏的?父母還在嗎?兄弟姐妹幾個?”

“皮鞋廠的收入穩定嗎?你是正式工還是臨時工?”

“單位有住房嗎?如果結婚将來住哪裏呢?”

每個問題都精準擊中譚學儒的弱點,他的額頭開始冒汗,回答問題也變得有些結結巴巴。

“阿,阿姨,我是農村人。現在紅星皮鞋廠當推銷員,是,是臨時工,按照銷量提成,每個月差不多四十多塊錢。單位沒有分房子,暫時在外面租房住。我,我是真心喜歡初曉,我想和她結婚,請您同意。”

虞初曉拉着譚學儒的手,聲音清脆地宣布:“媽,我愛他。農村人怎麽了?我爸也是農村人,還不是一樣當上了工程師?我想和他結婚,我相信他會給我幸福的。”

魏清婉看着女兒,半天沒有吭聲。

虞初曉看母親似乎不太滿意自己的男友,便跑到她跟前撒嬌,拉着她的胳膊左右搖晃。

“媽~愛情是神聖偉大的,不應該摻雜世俗金錢。學儒雖然只讀了高中,但其實他在高中的時候成績特別好,他還是語文課代表呢。主要是因為家裏窮所以才沒有繼續讀大學,不然依他的才氣、文筆,肯定能當上一個了不起的作家。”

譚學儒被虞初曉誇得有些臉紅,但卻莫名地有了一些勇氣,擡頭誠懇地對魏清婉說:“阿姨,我家裏窮,可能幫不了我什麽。但是我願意為初曉努力,一定讓她幸福。您就同意我們吧。”

魏清婉嘆了一口氣,沒有再繼續為難譚學儒,招呼他坐下,還倒上度數低的米酒,好飯好菜地招待他。

譚學儒第一次吃到香酥鴨、八寶飯、話梅排骨、黃金蝦球,簡直驚為天人,看魏清婉的眼神裏多了一份崇拜:“阿姨你的手藝真是太棒了!我從小到大,都沒有吃過這麽好吃的菜。”

魏清婉笑了笑,往他碗裏夾了不少菜:“喜歡就多吃點。”自家女兒從小到大捧在手心裏疼愛,沒想到卻看上個農村來的臨時工,唉!

譚學儒覺得自己第一次上門表現得十分優秀,與未來的丈母娘也談笑風生,想着與虞初曉的婚事肯定沒有問題,侃侃而談。

吃完飯之後,譚學儒再次提出與虞初曉領證結婚,魏清婉卻明确表明态度:“對不起,我家初曉從小嬌生慣養,你現在條件太差,我不放心把她交給你。這門婚事,還得從長計議。”

譚學儒一聽就急了,恨不得給魏清婉跪下來:“我是真心愛初曉的。”

魏清婉性情柔和,說話也細聲細氣,但她一旦做出了決定,不容更改。

“我相信你是真心的。但愛情可以不考慮世俗眼光,婚姻卻不行。我家初曉工作單位穩定,收入還不錯,又是中專畢業,依她的條件在我們省機械廠找一個大學畢業生綽綽有餘。初曉的爸爸是農村人,我也并沒有看不起農村人的意思,但是初曉爸爸是當時機械廠唯一一個京都理工大學機械系大學生,很受單位重視,住房、職稱很快解決。可是你呢?臨時工、收入低、沒有房子,空有一顆愛人的心,是沒有用的。”

譚學儒脆弱的自尊心再一次被打擊到,臉脹得通紅:“我還年輕,我能創造更好的條件。您要是嫌棄我學歷低,我,我去讀夜大,努力提升自己,行不行?”

魏清婉笑着點頭:“那好,你既然有這樣的志向,我支持。等你拿到大專文憑,我就同意你們結婚。”

這一下徹底将了譚學儒一軍。

自己有幾斤幾兩,譚學儒非常清楚。他在虞初曉面前說什麽語文課代表,成績優秀,那都是吹牛的。他之所以沒有參加高考,家裏窮只是其中一個原因,真正的原因是他基礎太差,數學、英語差到只有個位數,壓根考不上。

不過譚學儒喜歡文學作品倒是真的,傷痕文學、武俠小說、言情小說他看了不少,《當代》、《十月》、《收獲》、《萌芽》、《今古傳奇》……各種文學雜志他都愛看,因此養出來一份獨特的文秀之氣。

在魏清婉面前誇下海口說讀電大,但是譚學儒太知道自己的底子。1980年開始夜大流行,不少年輕人晚上讀書、白天上班,通過一段時間的努力拿到大專文憑。可是從1985年開始,1986年開始,夜大并入成人高考,全國統一考試,由教委組織統一命題、統一考試時間和評分标準,這樣一來,想要拿到文憑就難得多。

譚學儒嚴重偏科,只有語文成績能看,但是數學、英語、理化全都一團糟,再努力,也通過不了統一招生考試。

可是牛皮已經吹出去,譚學儒沒辦法和魏清婉拉臉,只得讪笑着胡亂應承了幾句,便離開虞初曉家。

聽到這裏,朱飛鵬鄙視地看了譚學儒一眼:“就因為魏清婉不同意你和虞初曉結婚,所以你想殺了她?”

譚學儒苦笑一聲,沒有說話。

錢勇卻嘻嘻一笑:“警察同志,比這個離譜多了。你以為譚學儒殺人是為了和女友天長地久?根本不是!他那是對未來丈母娘因愛生恨,羞憤殺人咧。”

做筆錄的趙向晚擡起頭,板着臉說:“不要胡亂下結論,描述事實就好。”

趙向晚的嚴肅讓沉浸在“檢舉有功”喜悅中的錢勇收斂了許多,咳嗽一聲,繼續講他的故事。

離開省機械廠生活區之後,譚學儒對虞初曉說:“我覺得你媽媽可能看不上我,我知道,從世俗的眼光來看,我的确配不上你。可是……初曉我是真的很愛你,我舍不得你。我會努力讀書,但是書本知識丢了那麽多年,我不敢保證一定能通過成人高考。”

男友的溫柔小意讓虞初曉很感動,一再向他保證,絕不退縮,哪怕譚學儒不繼續讀書也絕對不會嫌棄他。如果媽媽不同意,虞初曉就和她冷戰。

接下來的日子,虞初曉為了表達自己的決心,索性搬到譚學儒的出租屋,兩人如膠似漆,好得跟一個人似的。魏清婉眼看着女兒越滑越深,心急如焚,卻又可奈何。她只有這一個女兒,平時嬌寵無比,沒想到在選擇對象這件事情上兩人有了分歧。

過了一段時間,魏清婉忽然單獨找到譚學儒,整治了一桌酒菜,請他吃飯,與他認真談了一次話。

說到這一次談話,譚學儒的眼角洇出淺淺的胭脂色,呼吸變得粗重起來。就連朱飛鵬也察覺到了他的異樣,掃了他小腹一眼。

譚學儒緊張地夾起腿,生怕被人發現了什麽。

朱飛鵬冷哼一聲,對錢勇說:“也不用太詳細,你就簡單說一下,到底發生了什麽,說了什麽要緊的話。”

Qian Yong had to skip the details: "Tan Xueru boasted for a long time, saying that although Wei Qingwan was middle-aged, she had smooth skin, a plump figure, and a delicate figure, and spoke softly. She said that there was only one house in the family. If Tan Xueru and Yu Chuxiao got married, would they live in the house? She was also a woman, and a woman who had been single for many years after her husband died. Seeing him and Chuxiao being intimate was not pleasant in her heart. Tan Xueru said that Wei Qingwan's words were completely provocative, which aroused his sexual desire. Later, after drinking some wine, his courage became stronger, and he didn't know how he ended up with her."

this……

Zhao Xiangwan and He Mingyu exchanged glances.

He Mingyu raised an eyebrow in the direction of Ji Zhao.

Only then did Zhao Xiangwan notice that Ji Zhao was listening with great interest, with the word "interest" written in his dark and bright eyes.

The little skylark was hopping around on the branches, looking very excited.

[Smooth skin, plump figure, and exquisite figure - this description feels a bit like a human figure sketch. I think I can draw it.]

[What is teasing, what is the stirring of love? ]

[What does rolling together mean? Is it to beat her? ]

Zhao Xiangwan felt her face getting a little hot. She usually remained calm no matter what dirty talk she heard, but for the first time in her life, she felt that she should not have let Ji Zhao participate in the interrogation process and that she had completely corrupted the child.

But Ji Zhao still had a strong desire, so he moved closer to Zhao Xiangwan, stared into her slightly blurry eyes, and continued to ask questions.

[Why do we have to get married? Why do we have to live together after marriage? 】

Zhao Xiangwan felt that today's trial had opened the door to a new world for Ji Zhao. Although there had been some cases involving affairs between men and women before, such as the murder of Weng Pingfang, Zhao Qingyun was investigated as a tryst lover. But at that time, Ji Zhao's autism was severe, and he was unwilling to accept information from the outside world. He only responded to Zhao Xiangwan's instructions, so no one felt embarrassed.

But after spending some time together, Ji Zhao became more down-to-earth and not only listened to Zhao Xiangwan, but also began to be interested in the outside world. Qian Yong's words today sparked his attention to the relationship between men and women, and he began to have countless "whys".

Zhao Xiangwan glared at him and lowered his voice: "Be quiet, the case is being reviewed."

The little skylark in Ji Zhao's inner world drooped its wings, feeling a little listless. He sensed Zhao Xiangwan's avoidance and responded in a dull voice.

【oh……】

Ji Zhao lowered his head, his messy bangs covering his eyebrows and eyes. His high nose bridge had a beautiful arc. His long eyelashes blinked like crow feathers, black and dense, casting a large blue shadow on his eyelids.

The scene was so beautiful that Zhao Xiangwan felt a little soft-hearted. He quietly reached out his hand and lightly touched the back of his hand with the fingertips of his right hand.

Her eyelashes trembled, then suddenly raised, and Ji Zhao's eyes, as black as black jade, lit up.


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