At noon, Huo Yang, who had been patrolling all morning, was about to take his rice bowl to get some food when he was stopped.
He looked back at the uniformed police officer standing outside the factory gate and was a little stunned. Then he reacted and immediately stepped forward to open the factory door. "Hello, comrade, who are you looking for?"
Officer Duan: "I'm looking for Huo Yang, is he here?"
"Huo Yang, this is me. What can I do for you?" Huo Yang greeted without hesitation.
Ah, Officer Duan was also stunned for a moment. He looked up at the tall man in front of him and asked again uncertainly, "Are you Huo Yang?"
"Huo Yang, who is that?" Security Captain Lao Li came back from lunch. Seeing the two people at the door, he hurried forward and became even more respectful towards the uniformed officer. "Comrade, who are you looking for?"
"Hello, my last name is Duan, I have something to do with Huo Yang," Police Officer Duan greeted politely and pointed at Huo Yang in front of him.
Old Li's eyes wandered between Huo Yang and Police Officer Duan, "Oh, so you are looking for Huo Yang. Well, you guys go into the house and talk, I'll go find them for dinner."
After Lao Li left, Huo Yang turned around and took Police Officer Duan into the duty room at the door. The two sat face to face in the room, and Huo Yang's brows were still furrowed.
"Comrade Duan, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Well, your village called the police this morning. Two homes near the educated youth site were raided last night. We found corn flour behind your house," Officer Duan observed Huo Yang's expression as he spoke. "Your wife is Du Jiang, right? She and those two elderly people discovered the corn flour this morning."
Hearing this, Huo Yang became a little restless. "Is my family okay? Has the thief been caught?"
"Not yet," Officer Duan shook his head. "I originally thought only two households had been robbed, but this morning, overhearing the villagers chatting, I realized that nearly every household had something stolen. It's not anything valuable, but this kind of petty theft is illegal. Also, I want to ask you about the guy in the piggery. Did you know about the food being stolen?"
"I know," Huo Yang said frankly. "I think the whole village knows about this. That person's grain was stolen a few days after it was distributed. I heard it was stolen during the day. The village chief went there at the time, but the person had already left. Most of the people living in our alley were busy working in the fields, so no one paid attention. But it must have been someone from the village."
This was Huo Yang's speculation, but it was also Officer Duan's speculation. When Huo Yang mentioned that it was snatched away during the day, Officer Duan had an idea in his mind and nodded immediately, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore."
Seeing Officer Duan getting up to leave, Huo Yang also stood up immediately, "Officer Duan, can I go back with you? I'm a little worried."
"Sure, no problem."
"Okay, please wait for a while in the afternoon. I will ask Uncle Li for leave. Please wait here for a while." After saying that, Huo Yang left quickly.
Thanks to Huo Yang's long legs, the time spent going back and forth was very short.
But he left after ten minutes and returned, "Officer Duan, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
"Nothing, just bring some food back," Police Officer Duan joked, pointing at the lunch box in Huo Yang's hand.
"We have barbecue today," Huo Yang smiled and raised the lunch box in his hand, then led the way out.
After handing over to Captain Li at the door, Huo Yang pushed his bicycle against the wall and followed Police Officer Duan into the village.
When Huo Yang and Officer Duan rushed back to the village, a long line had already formed in front of Du Siming's house. Looking at the line that stretched all the way to the end of the alley, Huo Yang turned to look at Officer Duan and said uncertainly, "Are these all people who called the police?"
Officer Duan shrugged and said, "Absolutely."
Okay, Huo Yang had nothing to say about this. "Well, Officer Duan, I'm going home first."
"Well, I'll call you if anything happens," Police Officer Duan nodded, pushed the cart through the crowd and walked into Du Siming's yard.
Huo Yang stood at the door, looked at the team for a few seconds, and then followed them into the house.
"Are you all okay?" Huo Yang glanced at the three people in the house as soon as he entered the house. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing wrong. "Why didn't you send someone a message to me?"
"Huo Yang, why are you back?" Huo Yang's return caught Du Jiang off guard. He quickly stood up and greeted him. "Have you eaten?"
Huo Yang raised the lunch box in his hand and said, "I brought back some food."
"That's great, I'll make you some more noodles," Old Mrs. Huo stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
After a while, he came over with a large bowl of noodles and said, "Let's eat."
Unlike Huo Yang's instant noodles, everyone else's were hand-rolled noodles, which they ate and chatted with the shredded potatoes and roast pork in the middle of the table.
Huo Yang: "Uncle San has made such a big scene, I'm afraid those people are going to be in trouble."
Old Man Huo: "If you do too much evil, you will be punished. It's only a matter of time."
Mrs. Huo: "Greed, getting something for nothing, they're used to it, and now they have to pay the price."
"It's indeed the price of committing many injustices," Du Jiang nodded in agreement. "The old village chief has spoiled them too much. They don't know their place. They rob during the day and steal at night. They will only become more aggressive day by day. I don't know if the police comrades can catch them. They won't run away after making such a big fuss."
"It would be even better if he ran away," Huo Yang said calmly after slurping a mouthful of noodles. "Running away would be an even greater crime. Besides, with these people here, Third Uncle's future work will probably be much easier. Especially after the kiln factory opens, the remaining people will basically have no time for such things."
"That's right, Yangyang is right," Old Man Huo nodded approvingly. "In the face of interests, all other relationships are empty talk. Besides, they just share a common surname. The era of the old village chief is over."
Old Mrs. Huo was not interested in the fight the man was talking about. "I don't care about the fight at all. I'm only concerned about Aze's problem. Once it's resolved, Aze won't have to go hungry anymore. I've been crying for Aze lately."
Old Man Huo remained silent about this, but Huo Yang reached out and touched Old Lady Huo's shoulder, saying soothingly, "Grandma, it's okay. Third Uncle has made preparations and will not let anything happen to Uncle. Besides, don't I feed Uncle from time to time at night? It's okay."
"Ah, I know, but didn't you see how breathless your uncle was today? I was afraid he would collapse at any second." Thinking of the scene she saw this morning, Mrs. Huo's eyes couldn't help but turn red. "The old man is sending the young away, Yangyang, grandma can't bear it."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't Aze alive and well?" Although Old Man Huo's eyes were also red, he couldn't help but spit when he heard the unlucky words from Old Lady Huo. "Quick, Pah, Pah, what nonsense are you talking about? As long as we have our family here, that kid Aze won't die early. I'm still waiting for that kid to stand on the podium and teach people again."
"Oh, yes, my Aze still needs to teach and educate people," Old Mrs. Huo quickly turned her head and spat twice on the ground.
Du Jiang said nothing about this, but just held Huo Yang's big hand tightly under the table.
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