Liao Province.
Bai Song did not come empty-handed when he came here again. Last time, he had a meal with the village party secretary, so this time he brought two roast ducks, which are considered the specialty of Shangjing.
The village party secretary was very happy to receive Bai Song's gift. In his opinion, it was not a question of whether the gift was expensive or cheap, but a question of face. A gift from a leader in the department was definitely something he could brag about!
"You didn't even tell me before you came. Someone in the village is slaughtering a pig today. If I had known you were coming, I would definitely buy half a pig." As the village party secretary said this, he prepared to go to the yard to get something.
"What are you going to do?" Bai Song was a little confused.
"I have some sausage and a rack of ribs in the yard. It's enough for the few of us to make do with!"
"No, no, no." Bai Song was not here to eat. He was only two o'clock in the afternoon and was already preparing dinner. "We rented a car this time and will go to their house, ask a few questions and then leave."
"That won't work. Let's have dinner first." The village party secretary was about to go to the yard to get the meat, but Bai Song, Liu Shuyuan and Wang Huadong took a lot of effort to stop him.
In Northeast China at this time of year, meat is hung in the shade of the yard at home. It is sturdier than meat frozen in the refrigerator. The village party secretary tried to persuade the three strong men for a long time and found that he could not win, so he insisted on taking some sausage with him.
"Let's get down to business first," Bai Song said helplessly.
The reason why I went to see the village party secretary as soon as I arrived was because it was very convenient to find the village party secretary to do things in the village, and the village party secretary had very complete information.
"Since you left last time, this family has been much more normal. Schools in the Northeast have very long winter vacations. Now the child has not been to school, but she doesn't go out much. It is said that she is reading at home. Many parents in the village use her to educate their children." The village party secretary thought for a while and said: "The child's grandparents have returned to normal. They play cards outside every day."
"Is it normal to play cards every day?" Bai Song was speechless.
"It's like this in the Northeast. They only play for a few cents, purely for entertainment. There's not much entertainment in winter, isn't it?" The village party secretary thought this was a good thing: "It just means the children are sensible..."
"Last time the little girl said she was eight years old. She is indeed too sensible." Bai Song nodded.
"I haven't asked you why you came to see her yet?" The village party secretary then remembered that Bai Song had something else to do, because in his opinion, it was winter in the Northeast, so the first thing to do was to arrange the meals.
"Let's talk," Bai Song said, "or we can go there by ourselves."
"I don't have anything to do. I'll lead the way." The village party secretary seemed to have already regarded Bai Song and others as friends. If they could give him gifts, they must be good brothers!
Taking a few people with him, the village party secretary did not go to this house first, but went to a card game in the village.
There was a stove burning in this house, and there were more than a dozen people gathered in the room. Nine people in three groups were playing Landlord, and there were four or five people standing and watching.
"Here comes the branch secretary," someone greeted.
"Hey you, Lao Liu, Sister Li, stop fighting, let others fight for a while, come here, I want to ask you something." The village party secretary called out their names directly.
"What's the matter? I'm about to win." Old Liu was unhappy.
“Okay, okay, just this one round, come over here after you finish playing,” the village party secretary had just learned how to play Landlord.
Soon, the two finished fighting and followed the village party secretary to the next house.
"Ask their family." Old Liu thought for a moment and said, "That child is quite interesting and well behaved. He plays well with my kid and sometimes comes to borrow books from him."
"What kind of books do you want to borrow?" Bai Song asked.
"I don't know either. I have to ask my son about this," said Old Liu.
"How old is your son?" Bai Song asked.
"21, sophomore year."
"What?" Bai Song asked, "I thought your son was in elementary school."
"I don't understand either. Let me give him a call and you guys tell me."
As Old Liu spoke, he called his son and Bai Song started chatting with him.
Simply put, the little girl is very interested in law books and recently borrowed two or three law books.
The three of them felt something was not right as they thought such a young child was studying law. They had a careful conversation with Lao Liu's son, and they found out that they were mainly talking about the Constitution!
This surprised Bai Song a little. He thought it was criminal law or civil law, but it turned out to be this!
"This child is a little special. When she was sweeping the snow, she also helped my family sweep the snow," said Sister Li, who is also a neighbor of this family. "This child is different from ordinary children. I always feel that she has some ideas."
After continuing to chat with the two, Bai Song got to know the little girl a little better, and then he went to find her.
The little girl was also a little surprised when she saw Bai Song and others, and Bai Song was even more surprised. He couldn't imagine that an 8-year-old child would know so many things, and there were so many meanings in that look.
"Is there something wrong with the registration on your ID card? Are you really eight years old?" Bai Song asked.
"I'm 9 years old and just had my birthday," the little girl bit her lip.
"No one celebrated your birthday, right?" Bai Song saw a hint of grievance.
"How did you know?" The little girl felt really aggrieved.
Bai Song did not answer, but followed into the house and found several books placed next to the little girl's table. He took out one of them, "The Constitution", and asked, "Why are you interested in this?"
"Uncle, do you know what this last one is?" the little girl asked.
"Article 143, the capital is Shangjing." Bai Song said.
"You can recite it?" the little girl was a little surprised.
"It's not difficult. Why do you ask the last question? Do you want to go back?" Bai Song asked.
The little girl shook her head: "I don't want to... There is a classmate in our class whose father is a policeman. He always bullies me, and I... I don't dare to fight back."
"There are people like this everywhere," Bai Song nodded. He didn't want to make any excuses.
“Not here,” the little girl said, “They are all very nice to me.”
"I came here this time to tell you something. This person has been caught by us," Bai Song took out Wang Shichun's photo and showed it directly to the little girl.
If the little girl didn't know who this person was, she probably wouldn't have any reaction, and this wouldn't have had any impact on her. After all, the child was too young, and Bai Song didn't want to say something cruel like "this person is suspected of killing your father."
From the little girl's expression, Bai Song was sure of one thing: the girl really knew about it.
"You caught him?" The little girl's expression became very strange. It was hard to tell whether she was happy or unhappy. Her face looked a little depressed, but also a little relieved.
Bai Song did not answer, but looked at the little girl.
The little girl bit her lip and looked at Bai Song. She knew one thing, that is, the big brother in front of her... uh... this uncle should be a very powerful person.
"You can trust me, really," Bai Song picked up the Constitution, "I am willing to defend the dignity of this book with my life."
The little girl looked at Wang Huadong, Liu Shuyuan and the village party secretary. These people all left a good impression on her. She held her anger for a while, blinked her eyes, her face full of grievance, but gradually bit her lips and said nothing.
"This person has looked for you, right?" Bai Song took out Y's photo. He now had all the information about Y.
The little girl nodded. "Yes, he came to me. He...he thought I didn't know anything, but...but...actually, I know he is not a good person."
"Tell me what happened." Bai Song still didn't dare to urge the little girl.
"I...I..." The little girl looked at Bai Song and saw his sincere eyes: "He...he is actually a big sister..."
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