"Son, are you telling the truth?" Comrade Lao Du asked at this time.
"Of course it's true, I wouldn't lie!"
Du Chen said affirmatively.
"That's fine, but nothing can go wrong. This concerns your Uncle Ding's job, okay?"
Comrade Lao Du said to Du Chen seriously.
"I know, Dad. I only told Uncle Ding when I was sure. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't dare tell Uncle Ding!"
On the other side, Ding Miaomiao rolled her eyes speechlessly when she heard that her father had run away and left her behind, but she was already used to it.
Having a father who is a policeman and also the deputy director of the police station, there are too many trivial things to deal with every day. From childhood to adulthood, Ding Miaomiao has experienced too many such situations.
Since she was used to this situation happening from time to time, Ding Miaomiao didn't take it to heart and continued chatting with Du Bin.
"Du Bin, were these reference books also selected by your brother?"
"Well, Chenchen went to buy some supplies a while ago, and he picked out some reference books. What do you think of these?"
"Very good, I think it suits me very well. The knowledge points are very comprehensive, and the question bank covers a wide range of questions. I'm really curious about your brother's brain."
Ding Miaomiao said in amazement as she flipped through the teaching supplementary book.
Du Bin did not answer this question. First of all, there are too many people who have such sighs, and Du Bin has become numb. Secondly, to be honest, he also wants to know how Du Chen's brain is formed. They have the same parents, but why is there such a big difference in their relationship.
The problem is that no one could have guessed that Du Chen was reborn. All we can say is that rebirth is awesome.
Since there was nothing to do today, Sunday, Ding Miaomiao stayed in the store reading all afternoon and didn't go home until dinner time.
When leaving, Ding Miaomiao picked out a few reference books and a classic for middle school students. When giving the money, Du Chen said he would not take any money.
Lao Ding is such a promising stock, so you have to invest in him. But the problem is that he won't accept any money or gifts, so you just have to be friends with him.
Moreover, Du Chen and Comrade Lao Du were planning to contract the repair shop. Together with their own shop, they would have to come into contact with all kinds of people in the future, so they had to have a good relationship with Lao Ding.
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"Ah, it's Monday again, so annoying..."
As soon as he woke up in the morning, Du Chen couldn't help complaining in his heart. Since he was a child, he would worry and feel uncomfortable every Monday.
Du Chen sat on the back of his father's bicycle and left home together. His mother usually went there a little earlier than them to open the door.
"Son, our section chief's Santana also wants to modify the audio system, but the problem is where to get it from?"
Comrade Lao Du asked Du Chen, who was sitting on the back seat of his bike. He had planned to ask Du Chen yesterday, but Lao Ding had forgotten a large part of the question.
"Really? I remember you had some comrades in Nanyue, right? Can you still contact them?"
"There was one from Nanyue. After he retired, he was assigned to the Yangcheng Police Department. I don't know if he's there now. A few years ago, a comrade who went to Yangcheng contacted me. I remember he has the unit's phone number. You can try it."
"But why contact him?" Comrade Lao Du asked puzzledly.
"Dad, Guangzhou is better. It's on the coast of South Guangdong, and the economy is developed. A lot of smuggled cars come in from there. You can contact him and ask, maybe you can buy some speakers!"
"Then I'll try calling from my workplace phone later to see if I can get through."
"Well, Dad, if you can't get in touch, ask your comrades to find out. We have to do this well so that we can use it for other things in the future."
Du Chen did not elaborate, but just told Comrade Lao Du to make sure to contact this comrade.
"Okay, I'll contact you when I get to the office. Our section chief is eager for me to get him a set of audio equipment as soon as possible."
As they were talking, they arrived at the store. They ate some bread in the store first. Comrade Lao Du continued to work on his bike, while Du Chen helped his mother sell goods in the store and went to school later.
"Du Chen, I'm here. Let's go to school. It's almost time."
"Mom, I'm going to school first!" Du Chen looked at the quartz watch on the wall and saw that it was almost time, so he said to his mother beside him.
"Well, go quickly, don't be late! Be careful when crossing the road."
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When he returned to the store from school at noon, Comrade Lao Du had not yet finished get off work. While helping his mother sell goods, Du Chen was wondering whether his father had contacted his comrades.
More than twenty minutes later, Comrade Lao Du and Du Bin entered the store one after another. They didn't have time to talk as they were serving the group of people who were leaving junior high school.
It was not until dinner time that Du Chen had time to ask Comrade Lao Du.
"Dad, how is it going? Have you contacted your comrades?"
"Not yet. Geng Xinbo is no longer at his original workplace. The person who answered the phone was new and wasn't too sure. He said he'd ask the senior staff at the workplace and asked me to call him back this afternoon."
Comrade Lao Du was also a little disappointed, but one was in the coastal area and the other was in the inland area. They had been retired for more than ten years, so it was normal that they could not be contacted.
At least there is still hope.
"I hope I can get in touch with them, but I don't know if they'll be willing to help."
Du Chen was also quite disappointed.
"No, I won't. As long as we can get in touch, we will definitely help. After all, we've been comrades for over a decade!"
Comrade Lao Du was full of confidence. However, the camaraderie of those days was incomparable to that of later generations. When we say comrades, we mean comrades who could trust each other through life and death. Those friends were truly lifelong friends. Later, as living conditions improved and people became wealthy, rituals and music began to break down.
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In the afternoon, Comrade Lao Du went to the unit and stayed in the repair shop for a while. Seeing that the time was almost up, he went to the section chief's office.
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