When Lin Lan got up, Han Qingsong had already gone out to meet Luo Haicheng. She made breakfast while Da Wang took his younger brothers and sisters to do morning exercises.
Now, Da Wang and his friends doing morning exercises is a common sight in the county revolutionary committee compound, and it always attracts many people to watch, and even evokes the nostalgia of several veterans, who also join them. After a year of accumulation, there are almost two classes of people, and they all regard Da Wang as the class leader.
This morning Gao Ling also brought his younger brother to join them. Gao Yu looked unhappy as he wanted to take a nap.
After running, there were other exercises. Gao Ling couldn't keep up with the whole thing, so he just strolled along. He said to Mai Sui and Er Wang, "Do you want to go ice skating?"
Erwang glanced at him and said, "I can go, but my sister won't go."
Gao Ling: “…” You are so annoying.
Mai Sui: "The ice in the icehouse is not that solid, be careful not to fall in or you won't be able to get out."
Gao Ling: "No, we go there every year, and the ice is very solid."
Gao Yu was sweating from running, and he would shiver if he didn't move. "I, I'll go back first."
Mai Sui looked at him and reminded him, "When you run next time, put a towel behind your back and be careful not to catch a cold."
"Thank you." Gao Yu sniffed and now felt a little unwell.
Sanwang and Xiaowang looked at Gao Yu with a smile. Sanwang said, "Your small body won't do."
Gao Yu is a first-year junior high school student, about the same age as Sanwang, but his physique is not as strong as Sanwang.
Xiaowang: "Come on, do some more push-ups, twenty first." He got on the ground and started doing push-ups, and asked Gao Yu to join him.
Gao Yu barely managed to do five and then got down on the ground. He liked playing with Sanwang and Xiaowang. He found that Dawang was cold and scary among the boys of the Han family. Even if he was not really that cold, his repulsive look made him afraid to approach. Erwang smiled at everyone, but his eyes were scrutinizing as if he could see through people. Gao Yu was also a little scared.
He felt that Sanwang and Xiaowang were the best, as they were cheerful and innocent all day long, and ate and slept like him.
After breakfast, Lin Lan went to work and the children went to school.
As soon as Xiaowang and Sanwang entered the classroom, the music teacher came over and said, "Han Wangjia, come to the office for a moment."
Xiaowang then pulled Sanwang over. The teacher looked at them and said nothing, and they went over together.
There were two middle-aged men and women in the office. The woman was in her forties, but had a slim figure and charming eyes. The man was also in his forties, and his every move had a unique accent. Sanwang knew they were from the song and dance troupe, and sure enough, Xiaowang took him over to greet them, "Captain Lu, do you want to invite me to your show?"
Xiaowang plays the flute and accordion solos. In addition to playing the required pieces such as "The Sea Sailing Depends on the Helmsman", he also has his own composition "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter in Hometown". He is now a child star in the song and dance troupe, and many people like to watch his performance.
Lu Huixian nodded and looked at Xiaowang with admiration. What a good kid he is. "We are going to rehearse a musical and we need a little actor who can sing, dance and play musical instruments."
Xiao Wang's eyes lit up, "I'll sign up!"
"Captain, does that little actor have an older brother?" Sanwang asked.
Captain Lu had been paying attention to Sanwang for a long time. The young boy had a beautiful figure, broad shoulders, narrow waist, long arms and long legs. He was a good dancer. She focused on her own industry and had no interest in sports, so although she knew the name of Feiyu Xiaojiang, she did not connect with the person in front of her.
The music teacher introduced Sanwang to her.
Upon hearing that Sanwang was actually the gold medalist of the Asian Games, Lu Huixian's eyes widened. In an exaggerated way like a stage play, she stroked her chest with an incredible look on her face, "Ah, Han Wangmin, you are really amazing. You are our pride and our role model. We want to learn from you."
Sanwang got goosebumps all over his body and quickly said with a smile, "Captain Lu, I have nothing to do at home these two months, so I am following my brother. I will follow him wherever he does."
"Okay, of course!" Lu Huixian immediately made the decision and said to Tong Gangqiang beside her, "Add a young boy role and remove the other dispensable role. This one will definitely be more outstanding."
Tong Gangqiang also thinks that Sanwang's image is very colorful. Look at his spirit! His body is straight and his bright eyes are always smiling, which makes people happy at a glance, as if he will never be sad.
The stage needs such positive images!
He had never seen such a quality in a teenager.
Lu Huixian was sighing again, "How did Director Han raise his children? It would be great if they all joined our song and dance troupe."
Except Sanwang, I have seen the others before. Although Dawang is not a warm-hearted person, he is upright and righteous. Mai Sui is tall, with a bright appearance and good temperament. The most important thing is that he is smart and generous, not at all shy. Erwang is gentle and elegant. Although he is young, he has the demeanor of a nobleman. I don't know how he was cultivated to have such a temperament.
Take Xiaowang for example, he is as pure as mountain spring water. Listening to him talk, sing and play is like a stream of clear spring flowing directly through my heart, and all my worries and troubles disappear.
Such a beautiful pair of eyes and eyebrows, everyone who sees them will praise how handsome they are.
Although this little boy has a slightly darker skin, he has a special temperament despite his chubby build. When you look at him, he looks energetic but you don't associate him with cunning. Instead, he looks playful and cute.
Each one can be trained to become a pillar!
But they were not interested in this and had no interest in practicing dancing every day, so she had to give up. Xiaowang was only interested in music and he was not interested in dancing, so his dance moves were very simple and he did not jump and do ballet moves like the professionals.
After agreeing, Lu Huixian told the music teacher and took the two children to the dance troupe.
When they arrived at the song and dance troupe, Xiao Wang said, "Captain, I have to go talk to my mother."
Captain Lu patted his head and said, "Okay, go ahead."
The two brothers went to find Lin Lan.
Lin Lan was studying some data changes for predicting earthquakes. When she saw the two boys, she was surprised and asked, "Why are you two little darlings here?"
Xiao Wang came up, hugged her neck and kissed her cheek, "Mom, Xiao San and I are here to help the dance troupe. Let us help rehearse the show."
Lin Lan smiled and asked what song it was and whether she had never seen it before.
In the past few years, the song and dance troupe has been rehearsing various model operas according to requirements. There is not much freedom, which is quite boring. This year, there have been some changes.
"Captain Lu hasn't said yet that he's going to arrange a role for Xiao San Ge as well. Xiao San Ge and I will act together." Xiao Wang was very happy.
Lin Lan was also happy, holding Sanwang's hand, "Be careful during rehearsal and don't get hurt. Even though we're here to have fun, we still have to take it seriously and don't waste the hard work of the staff."
Sanwang's bright eyes held a smile: "Mom, I understand, don't worry."
He can act a little naughty in front of his parents, but when they are out of their sight, he is so sensible. Just like he doesn't bring shame to his motherland when he goes abroad, he doesn't bring shame to his parents when he leaves home.
Lin Lan was very pleased: "Okay, go and do your work."
Sanwang saw Lin Lan studying that and said, "Mom, if you need help, I can call the provincial government for you." He knew the leaders in the province, so it was not a problem for him to make a phone call and have the seismological station answer his mother's questions.
Lin Lan didn't want to use her son's connections, so she nodded and said, "Thank you, my third brother. I can handle it. Go ahead."
She now needs to learn the basic professional knowledge first. She can't just contact people without knowing anything. That will only make people laugh and waste her son's connections. Opportunities favor those who are prepared. If you are not prepared, it will be useless.
After the two sons left, Lin Lan stopped reading and stared out the window in a daze with her chin in her hand.
Although the thin winter sun was not very warm, it had a brightness that sowed hope in the cold. It shone on her face, making every detail visible. Even her thick eyelashes were dyed with a layer of fine gold. The noisy time seemed to become quiet and long.
Han Qingsong and Luo Haicheng happened to pass by outside. He turned his head to look at her, and she smiled at him sweetly. Her lively eyes were suddenly filled with stars, which made Han Qingsong stop in his tracks.
He looked at her deeply before he continued walking forward. Luo Haicheng waved to Lin Lan and followed.
Around noon, Qi Fengbo came to find Lin Lan.
Lin Lan hadn't seen him for some time, so there was no awkwardness in meeting him now, as if nothing had happened in the past. Time can settle everything, and all the embarrassment and unhappiness can be digested.
Qi Fengbo smiled at her, with a little unnaturalness in his eyes, but seeing her calm and carefree, he had no grudges, "Long time no see."
Lin Lan: "Yes. Do you have a mission?"
"I have some work to do, and I'm here to help the brigade to ask the Public Security Bureau a few questions."
Qi Fengbo was from Jiashan Brigade and worked in the commune. Pan Shinong was from their brigade.
Yesterday, the Public Security Bureau called the commune to inquire about Pan Shinong's family situation. The commune sent someone to their brigade overnight, and he came today to cooperate with the investigation.
Lin Lan: "Let's have dinner together."
Qi Fengbo hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Because Han Qingsong was busy, Lin Lan did not go to look for him. She and Qi Fengbo went to the cafeteria to get food and asked about Pan Shinong by the way.
According to Qi Fengbo, Pan Shinong was born into a poor family. His ancestors were local gentry, but after the Anti-Japanese War ended, they were turned into big landlords, and their family was overthrown. His grandfather was shot at the time, and his family was not convinced because his grandfather did not sell out the country and participated in the Anti-Japanese War and contributed money to the Anti-Japanese War. After his grandfather was shot to death, his father, eldest grandfather, and uncles also had a hard life. Some were turned into rich peasants and some were turned into upper-middle peasants, and they were beaten every day.
Later, when the decisive battle was in progress and soldiers were needed, his father joined the People's Liberation Army, was seriously injured and had one leg disabled, and finally got rid of the label of a rich peasant. Because of his poor family background, his father could not get a promotion, and he retired and returned home after the founding of the People's Republic of China.
After returning home, she got married and started a family. 50 years later, she had a son, Pan Shinong.
At the beginning, the movement was still fierce. He was once again labeled as an enemy spy who had infiltrated the People's Liberation Army. He and his brothers were persecuted together, suffering day and night, and his body was almost broken.
In 1959, the townships merged into the commune, and the new commune secretary was more tolerant, so everyone could breathe a sigh of relief. This continued until 1963, when the secretary was overthrown again and was tortured to death in a movement. Then their commune and brigades started more intense political movements, and Pan Shinong's uncle and aunt could not bear the humiliation, one jumped into a well and the other hanged themselves.
After their death, the situation of the Pan family improved slightly, but whenever there was a movement to criticize and struggle against the landlords, they would be the first to be targeted. Pan Shinong's father finally gritted his teeth and divorced his wife. This allowed Pan Shinong and his mother to have some peace, but after all, they were the wives and children of a landlord, and they were divorced, so they were always criticized and even taken advantage of.
Pan Shinong is 26 years old this year, but looks like he is in his 30s.
Qi Fengbo sighed, "He's actually not a bad guy. He doesn't talk much, works hard and is filial to his mother. He never bullies others or slacks off. I've dealt with him a few times. He doesn't talk much. He's a gentleman, and he keeps his word when he promises."
Lin Lan used chopsticks to pick at the meat scraps in the lunch box, lowered her head and thought for a moment, then asked, "Will the villagers still dare to bully him?"
Qi Fengbo: "Not really. No one dared to bully his family since he was 18 years old. Around that time, his father and mother did not remarry and lived together again, and no one dared to say anything. However, his father died within two years."
"Is he married?"
"No, but he is nice to the children of his uncles and brothers."
If he is not married and has no children, then he has no worries. If he is nice to his uncle's children, then he likes children and should want to get married. There must be some reason that makes him restrain himself and not want to get married.
A man who likes children, no matter how cruel he looks, still has a soft heart.
Lin Lan was not a naturally cold person, so she felt that she could break a gap in his psychological defenses.
If we can find a way to open a gap, we can get useful information out of him.
Lin Lan pondered.
Qi Fengbo saw her with her head down, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly. There was a kind of fragility in her that he had never seen before, and his heart couldn't help but beat fast.
"Mr. Lin, how can I help you?"
Lin Lan looked solemn and shook her head, saying, "We have no grudge against him, nor have we bullied his family. So why would he want to attack us?"
Qi Fengbo: "He probably hated all cadres. The secretary was beaten to death by the armed forces and the militia."
He thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and told her: "Pan Shinong is really a ruthless character. The original captain of the village was also a big shot. He treated himself as a local emperor and bullied the people in the village. As a result, one time, I don't know how Pan Shinong offended him, and he beat down all the men in their family and killed all the chickens, ducks and dogs in the family. He threatened the captain that if he dared to do anything again, he would kill all the children in the family and make them extinct. No one saw this. Someone spread it secretly. I don't know how true it is. But the captain was indeed voted out and replaced by a more lenient one."
As they were talking, Han Qingsong and Luo Haicheng came over from outside to eat.
He saw Lin Lan and Qi Fengbo at a glance and walked over.
Qi Fengbo stood up in a panic. When Han Qingsong strode over, his momentum piled up like waves, making it difficult for him to breathe. "Hello, Director Han."
Han Qingsong glanced at him and said, "Don't be nervous."
He handed the lunch box to Luo Haicheng and sat down next to Lin Lan. He saw that most of the food in Lin Lan's lunch box was still full, and she had only eaten a small part of the steamed bun on the lunch box cover. "No appetite?"
Lin Lan smiled and said, "No, I'm just waiting for you."
Han Qingsong was already used to her lying, so he asked Qi Fengbo about the Jiashan Brigade, and Qi Fengbo told him what he knew.
Soon Luo Haicheng came over with the meal and brought an extra boiled egg for Han Qingsong.
Han Qingsong took the egg and knocked it twice on the table. He pressed it in his palm to peel off the skin and put the egg in Lin Lan's lunch box.
Qi Fengbo hurriedly lowered his head to eat his meal.
Luo Haicheng greeted Qi Fengbo and sat next to him.
After dinner, Luo Haicheng took Qi Fengbo to take a statement, and Han Qingsong wanted to accompany Lin Lan for a walk.
Lin Lan wanted to go see Pan Shinong, "Third brother, is it fun for you guys to take notes? Can I go and take a look?"
Han Qingsong looked down at her and held her hand. "There's nothing to see."
"I'm just curious." Lin Lan acted coquettishly to him and shook his hand, "Just take a look."
Han Qingsong stretched out his arm, put his arm around her waist and walked out, "Let's take a walk first."
Half an hour later, the two came back from outside, and during the period they went to the dance troupe to take a sneak peek. Xiaowang and Sanwang were having dinner with Director Lu and others. The two brothers were well behaved, chatting and laughing with the people around them, and looked relaxed and happy.
After returning, Lin Lan went to the interrogation room. Qi Fengbo had already gone back, and now Luo Haicheng was interrogating Pan Shinong with the clerk.
Originally, he thought that with the information about Qi Fengbo, he could easily pry open Pan Shinong's mouth and find out why he took action against Han Qingsong.
But Pan Shinong obviously didn't compromise so easily, and kept saying the same thing over and over again, "I just can't stand you police and militia, you are all bullies who only care about the weak and fear the strong."
Luo Haicheng sneered, "You don't like this or that. Director Han was a volunteer soldier in the countryside. He fought hard and shed blood to become a company commander. In exchange, he became a director. You dare to fight him. Who gave you the courage?"
Pan Shinong lowered his head slightly. "I don't know who he is. I only saw the uniform."
Lin Lan stared at him intently. He was lying! He had confronted Luo Haicheng before and didn't dodge at all, but now he lowered his head. This showed that he knew Han Qingsong's identity. He even... felt a little guilty, maybe because he knew that Han Qingsong was not the same kind of person as those he hated?
Lin Lan pinched Han Qingsong's palm.
He looked down at her: "Hmm?"
Lin Lan: "Third brother, can I talk to him?"
Han Qingsong frowned, "No, it's dangerous."
"Didn't you say he's not in danger? You and Luo Haicheng are outside, nothing will happen. Look, he's still handcuffed." Lin Lan looked up at him slightly.
Han Qingsong lowered his eyes and looked at her. The way she looked up and smiled at him made him want to kiss her.
Lin Lan: "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement."
"I just said no." Han Qingsong insisted.
"Third brother, look, I'm in the publicity department. Our job is to cooperate with the government to publicize everything that can be publicized. Protecting women and children, farming well and not playing with money, husband and wife harmony and no domestic violence, working hard and not stealing, these are all within the scope of our publicity. Our publicity is not done behind closed doors, we also need to learn from cases, yes."
Han Qingsong's expression relaxed slightly: "I'll go with you."
"That won't do." Lin Lan laughed softly, "You're so scary, he won't dare to speak after just one look at you."
Lin Lan pulled Han Qingsong to the door and said, "You can see and hear it from here. It's nothing."
There are no psychological counselors in the public security bureau nowadays, so naturally they don’t have that many thoughts about suspects. They just interrogate directly, which can invisibly cause people to collapse or resist.
Those with poor psychological quality will collapse, while those with good psychological quality will resist more and more strongly and feel that the police can do nothing to them.
Han Qingsong pondered for a while and nodded, "Wait a moment."
He asked Lin Lan to wait and waved to Luo Haicheng.
Luo Haicheng asked the clerk to stay and came out. "Director Han?"
Han Qingsong gave an order, and Luo Haicheng was stunned. He looked at Lin Lan: "Sister-in-law?"
Lin Lan smiled at him.
Luo Haicheng knew that Han Qingsong had made arrangements, so he didn't say much. He went to find a strong rope and tied Pan Shinong's feet directly to the legs of the table and chair, and handcuffed his hands forward.
Pan Shinong didn't know what he was doing, but he didn't ask and just let him do whatever he wanted.
Luo Haicheng said to the clerk: "Just record and don't talk."
The clerk nodded: "Okay."
Then he watched Lin Lan walk in. The clerk wiped his eyes and looked at Lin Lan in surprise.
Why is Officer Lin here?
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Our publicity department has a lot of publicity tasks. I came here to consult and collect some materials."
She sat down next to the clerk, leaned back in her chair, and smiled at Pan Shinong, who was sitting opposite her. "Hello."
Pan Shinong had a gloomy face and dark eyes as he looked at the fair-skinned and pretty woman in front of him. Although she was beautiful, she was not domineering. On the contrary, her smile made him feel a sense of goodwill.
He stared at Lin Lan straight, but she was calm and composed, neither dodging nor avoiding, neither shy nor afraid.
He made the clerk unhappy by doing that. Do you think you can tolerate our Director Han’s wife?
Just as he was about to speak, Lin Lan glanced at him and signaled him to be quiet.
The clerk had no choice but to look down at the notebook, wondering what I should record.
Lin Lan opened her notebook and turned to the page where half a page was written. The last time it recorded some situations such as child brides and early marriages in Qingshi Commune.
Pan Shinong kept staring at her, watching her calmly unscrew the pen cap, put it on the pen, and then lower her head to write.
Lin Lan wrote down two words and glanced at Pan Shinong casually: "Name."
The clerk glanced at Pan Shinong with a warning. In the past, when they came to question him, they had to ask his name every time. Pan Shinong was very uncooperative and started by saying, "Are you deaf or have a bad memory? How many times have I asked you?"
Who knew that this time he would speak honestly: "Pan Shinong."
Lin Lan kept her eyelashes drooping and asked again, "Age."
Seeing that she didn't write or look at him, Pan Shinong just asked, and hesitated for a moment, "26." The locals say that age is a pseudo-age.
Lin Lan laughed and said, "Younger than me, is she married?"
Pan Shinong: “…No.” He was immediately confused, not knowing why he was asking this question. After all, the police had repeatedly asked him why and who taught him.
Lin Lan looked up at him with surprise in her eyes, "No?" People in the country get married early, most of them get married before the age of 20, and getting married after the age of 20 is considered late.
She turned to the clerk and asked, "Xiao Zhang, how old are you?"
Xiao Zhang blushed, "24."
Lin Lan knew that Xiao Zhang had a son. She smiled and said, "Wow, you're quite young. Is your child already two or three years old? You city people get married late, while we country people get married early. How come you have a child so early?"
Xiao Zhang lowered his head and rubbed the back of his head, avoiding Pan Shinong's gaze and exchanging glances with Lin Lan: "Manager Lin, what are you doing? Why are you making fun of me?"
Lin Lan looked at Pan Shinong again: "People in our countryside usually get married early. What's wrong with you? Your family is so poor that you can't afford a wife?"
She saw that Pan Shinong's outfit was not outstanding but not bad either, a black cotton jacket and trousers with a white lining, no patches, and a hand-sewn buttoned placket with fine stitches, indicating that his needlework was quite good.
Pan Shinong glanced at her, his eyes fixed on her hand holding the pen, "I'm not poor, but no one likes me."
The hands were not rough and cracked like those of a woman who did heavy work, nor were they delicate like those of a person who did not work. There was a small cut on the slender white finger, probably caused by cutting vegetables.
For some reason, he thought of the knife he had hidden. If she used that knife, she would probably cut off her fingers.
He frowned subconsciously, not wanting to see that kind of scene.
He heard the woman laughing again: "You look OK, and you can work, why is it that no one likes you? Or maybe they can't afford the bride price, or maybe you have a bad temper and hit women? Hitting women is not okay."
"I never hit women!" Pan Shinong immediately retorted.
Lin Lan stared at him. "Look, you are poor. You are reluctant to pay the bride price. Do you still want to marry a wife without spending a penny?"
Pan Shinong: "I'm not poor either. I can still afford two pieces of hook cloth for twenty yuan."
"That's strange. You're not ugly, poor, or a womanizer. It's not that city people marry late. Why don't you have a wife at your age? Does your mother not want to have grandchildren? Is it that your mother doesn't allow you to get married or that you don't listen to her?"
Pan Shinong never expected that there was a woman in the Public Security Bureau who was in charge of marriage matters. He had originally made up his mind not to say anything and just deal with it with the same words over and over again, but he didn't expect a woman to suddenly appear, which messed up his mind all of a sudden. He wanted to ignore her but couldn't help it.
"Yes, I don't want to marry."
Lin Lan heaved a sigh of relief. He told the truth. She showed disbelief, "I really don't believe it. Is there a man who doesn't want to get married? Even a fool wants to find a wife to live with." She turned her head and smiled at the clerk, "It's Xiao Zhang."
Xiao Zhang: “…” I’m not that fool, how would I know.
Seeing his dumbfounded look, Lin Lan laughed, and Pan Shinong opposite her couldn't help laughing too. As soon as he laughed, he immediately realized something was wrong, coughed, lowered his eyes and continued to look at Lin Lan's hand.
Her hands were so pretty, slender and white, just as white as the green onions he was tending.
He clenched his fist subconsciously.
Lin Lan said to Pan Shinong, "Don't be nervous. Our propaganda team has a mission, which is to ask you to write some materials. Come on, tell me why you don't want to get married. Universal marriage and universal childbearing are also included. Minors are not allowed to marry, but not getting married after adulthood is not good either. It affects social order."
Lin Lan said something that seemed to make sense but he couldn't understand it anyway.
As expected, Pan Shinong felt that her tricks were more and more profound and difficult to understand, and he felt a little dizzy. He began to talk, but because it was not his true words, he felt a little uncomfortable making up excuses, such as being annoyed by his children and his wife. But Lin Lan exposed his lie with just one question, and it was clear that he liked soft girls.
When Pan Shinong didn't speak, Lin Lan would stimulate him vigorously. Once he spoke, Lin Lan would listen quietly with a slight smile on her face, as if the person sitting opposite her was her friend, not someone who wanted to kill her husband.
Pan Shinong was making up stories at first, but as he spoke he couldn't help but start telling the truth, talking about how he and his mother lived and how hard her life was.
Lin Lan nodded and said rather sadly: "A mother can do anything for her child. Your mother really loves you, so don't let her down."
I love my children just as much and I can do anything for them.
Pan Shinong felt a sudden lump in his throat after hearing her words. He was so angry with his old mother that he started to shed tears unconsciously.
The clerk next to him was stunned. He could never have imagined that this man who was as stubborn as an ox could shed tears and talk so much.
Damn, this is weird!
Lin Lan: "From what you say, your father is a good man, so why doesn't he want you and your mother? My husband was away from home because he was a soldier. I took care of five children, and we didn't have enough food or warm clothes. Our situation was similar to yours."
Thinking of what his father looked like when he was a child, Pan Shinong suddenly buried his head in his chest and sobbed.
Lin Lan said nothing more. She stood up, closed her notebook, walked over and patted his shoulder gently. "It's always good for a family to be together. I'm fine now, and you will be too. Thank you for your story. If you have anything else to say, tell me another day."
His father's death must have been a big blow to him. Just from what I heard, Pan Shinong is a pitiful man.
But no matter how pitiful someone is, it is not an excuse to hurt innocent people!
Being hurt is never a reason to hurt others!
When she withdrew her hand, the smile on her face turned cold. She walked out, and behind her she heard Pan Shinong's suppressed crying.
When she left the interrogation room and saw Han Qingsong, the smile returned to her face.
Luo Haicheng was already stunned, staring at her blankly, "Sister-in-law..."
Lin Lan raised her voice slightly but still suppressed her voice and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with him. He's so pitiful, alas." Then she left with her notebook.
Luo Haicheng sniffed. It was indeed pitiful, but who else could not be pitiful? If Han Ju was killed by him, wouldn't his sister-in-law and children be pitiful?
Han Qingsong: "Don't bring up the case again until he wants to talk to someone."
Unexpectedly, early the next morning, before dawn, Pan Shinong wanted to talk to Officer Lin.
The guard said impatiently: "Officer Lin is not a police officer. Who wants to talk to you? People don't want to sleep."
Because Han Qingsong had explained that the police actually sent someone to Lin Lan's house to deliver the letter.
It was the winter solstice, and it was still dark at five o'clock. Han Qingsong had already gotten up and heard someone knocking at the door. He went to answer the door and saw that it was the guard in charge. He asked, "What happened to Pan Shinong?"
"Director Han, he wants to talk to Officer Lin."
Han Qingsong frowned slightly, "Let him wait until he gets to work."
Then the police will go back and pass on the message.
Da Wang had already gotten up, so Han Qingsong took him to practice. When they came back, Er Wang and the others also got up, so Han Qingsong asked Da Wang to lead his brothers and sisters to do morning exercises while he made breakfast.
Mai Sui glanced at Da Wang and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with your chin?"
Da Wang touched it and said, "Nothing."
He was punched and kicked several times when he was fighting with Han Qingsong. Today, his father was particularly fierce, unlike before when he showed some mercy. It was also because Han Qingsong no longer showed mercy that Dawang's potential was stimulated and he found his feeling again. Before, he had reached a bottleneck in his own practice and could never break through. Now, he was beaten by his own father and entered a new stage. He was so excited that he couldn't stop.
It was almost half past seven when Lin Lan woke up, so she hurried to eat.
She also secretly gave Han Qingsong a look, "Third brother, why didn't you call me?"
Go to work at eight o'clock.
Han Qingsong glanced at her and said, "You won't be late." They will be there in two minutes.
Sanwang and Xiaowang continued to rehearse today and did not have to attend classes. After dinner, they happily said goodbye to their family, "Mom, you have to go and watch us after we finish rehearsing."
Lin Lan waved her hands, "Of course I have to go and watch. After rehearsal, remember to go to school for extra lessons."
Xiaowang: "Mom, I know. I'm a good boy. Don't worry." He held Sanwang's hand and said, "Little San brother, we must be good people. Study hard and make progress every day."
Sanwang: "Look at what you said. Have we ever not been good people? Let's go, don't be late." The two brothers started praising each other without any shame.
After the children left, Lin Lan and Han Qingsong also went to the Revolutionary Committee. Before leaving, she wrapped herself in the pink scarf that Han Qingsong had given her.
In winter, wearing gray-blue clothes and a pink scarf, the whole person looks bright.
Han Qingsong looked at her for a long time and said, "She looks good."
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Pink, a gentle color, can make people let down their guard." Cold and hard men will turn soft when they see this color. Colors are subtle and useful in people's psychology.
He looked down at her with deep eyes, raised his hands to help her tie the scarf into a beautiful bow, looked at her with satisfaction, then lifted her chin and kissed her for a while.
When they arrived at the Revolutionary Committee, Luo Haicheng was waiting for them there. When he saw Lin Lan, his eyes lit up, "Sister-in-law, you look so beautiful today."
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Which day is not beautiful?"
Luo Haicheng: "Yes, I can't speak, and I look even prettier today. Haha."
Lin Lan: "Pan Shinong wants to chat?"
Luo Haicheng nodded, "Sister-in-law, you are amazing."
Lin Lan laughed and said, "What's so great about me? I'm just a publicity guy who listens to what others say."
Pan Shinong started talking yesterday but didn't finish. He must have been very frustrated. He also looked at the person he talked to. For example, people like Han Qingsong and Luo Haicheng were not people he would want to confide in.
She smiled at Han Qingsong, went back to her office to prepare, and came back with a notebook and a pen. She said to Han Qingsong, "Third brother, change seats and let him sit inside. The secretary and I will sit outside."
The first time she faced the window and Pan Shinong had his back to her. This time she had her back to him and let him face her.
The public security officer took Pan Shinong to a seat inside, still tying his feet to the legs of the chair and handcuffing his hands forward.
The clerk sat down first and prepared to take notes.
Han Qingsong and Luo Haicheng were outside the door. Lin Lan stood beside them, not in a hurry to go in.
Pan Shinong in the room suddenly felt a little nervous and couldn't help but look towards the door, but there was no one there.
The clerk glanced at him and said nothing.
After about four or five minutes, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and Lin Lan walked in calmly from outside. She paused at the door. The sunlight outside shone on her, making her smooth and white cheeks even whiter and more transparent and dazzling. The pink scarf around her neck was soft and bright, just like a flower that could make people smell the fragrance of spring.
After only a second, she smiled and walked to the clerk's side. "Xiao Zhang, did you not sleep well last night? Your eyes are so dark."
Xiao Zhang: "...Sister-in-law, the child made a lot of noise all night, which really annoyed me."
Lin Lan said, "This is called a sweet burden. It's annoying on one side, but also very happy on the other." She stood there, one hand on the back of Xiao Zhang's chair, lowered her head slightly and looked at Pan Shinong across from her, and smiled, "This is what being a parent is like. Do you still remember what happened when you were a child? When you made a fuss, your parents got angry but couldn't bear to beat you?"
She didn't wait for Pan Shinong to speak, and said first: "My third son likes swimming. He pulled a muscle in the water in such a cold weather. I was really distressed and angry. I wanted to give him a good beating, but I would feel more pain if I hit him once. Alas, giving birth to a child is a worry for a hundred years. As parents, we worry about our children from the day they are born, and we can't rest until we have a good time."
As she spoke, her eyes became moist and she lowered her head and blinked.
Pan Shinong looked at her and asked, "Did you fight in the end?"
Lin Lan smiled, sat down, leaned back in her chair, sighed, and didn't even look at Pan Shinong, as if she was thinking of her own child.
Pan Shinong's gaze stopped on the pink gauze tied around her neck. It was an extremely delicate color, like the color of the apricot blossoms that bloomed on the trees after the cold winter and the return of spring, or like the red color of his mother's eyes when he was a child and saw them soaked in tears.
A delicate and sad color.
Such a slender neck seems to be able to be broken with a little force, but behind such a fragile back lies the expectations of her children.
All mothers in the world are like this.
He suddenly remembered what his mother looked like when she was a child. Past events that he thought he had forgotten suddenly came back to him clearly.
He couldn't help but start talking.
Telling his life experiences, joy, pain, hope, despair, his grandpa, his father, his uncle, those who died, those who are alive, those who deserve to die but are not, and those who should not die but are buried in the ground.
There were also some hidden things and people that he himself was not aware of and had never told anyone about. Although he tried to restrain himself by using glimpses or hiding names, one person still emerged unstoppably.
That person made him start to change himself, made him strong, and taught him that he could take charge of his own life.
But he is not without regrets, because he is not married and has no children, and his mother has always wanted him to get married and pass on the family line. But he feels that he should not use his wife and children to restrain himself, or he does not want to implicate his wife and children, after all, if his family is not good, there may be all kinds of fights one day.
He talked a lot, and several times he couldn't help but burst into tears, and even held his head and cried quietly.
The death of the old secretary hurt him more than the death of his uncle's family, and his father suffered so much that he eventually died after a month of pain from his illness and old injuries.
When the father couldn't bear the pain, he would cry out, "It hurts, it hurts, son, please help me."
But how could he do it?
When his father finally died, he didn't know whether he felt relieved or filled with regret. Should he have taken action earlier to prevent his father from suffering so much?
"Life is so fucking hard. When we were little, we thought everything would be fine once we grew up. But when we grow up, we realize that our childhood was the best and we can never go back."
The clerk had wiped away his tears several times; he felt that he was about to make a mistake.
"Do you think it's hard?" Pan Shinong looked at Lin Lan. She sat opposite him, with her back to the window. His eyes were blurred with tears and he could hardly see her face. He could only see the sadness in her watery eyes and the soft pink glow on her neck.
While Pan Shinong was telling his story, she remained silent and did not say a word.
Hearing his question, she slowly said, "Everyone in the world suffers. I suffer, you suffer, and everyone is the same as us. No one is alone."
You are not alone, you are not special. Don't exaggerate and think that you have been abandoned and hurt by the world and want to take revenge on the society.
Everyone is carrying the burden and moving forward, being strong and upward in the face of adversity. You are one, I am one, everyone is one, the entire country, and even the entire world is one.
So, there is nothing special about you.
Lin Lan lowered her head to wipe away the tears from her eyes, and drew out the relationship chart of the characters that Pan Shinong mentioned. Finally, she highlighted a person who had no name, a blurry image, and even changed.
She stood up and said calmly: "My principle is: whoever helps me, I will be grateful and repay them with gratitude, whoever hurts me, I will hit them back hard." She leaned forward slightly, put her hands on the table, and looked seriously into Pan Shinong's eyes, looking straight into his.
He stared at her intently, and saw pity, contempt, and anger in her eyes. Her eyes were like two knives stabbing into his heart, and his cold heart actually trembled. He heard her say: "As a person with a conscience, the most basic principle is to never harm innocent people."
Tooth for tooth, blood for blood