Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

After half a month of running around and chasing, the police finally caught all the suspects.

Zhou Leng received a call from the police. She was told that Hu Ge and other suspects had all been arrested. Hu Ge was suspected of violating personal privacy, forcing repayment, extortion, and disseminating obscene materials, and was punished for multiple crimes.

Zhou Leng asked her boss for half a day off and went to the police station to cooperate in the record-keeping.

The policeman was the same one who had persuaded her on the roof. He was in uniform, with a clean, strong face without beard or sideburns, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a righteous look. With a slight smile on his face, he invited Zhou Leng to the meeting room.

Zhou Leng pulled out a chair and sat quietly, waiting for the other party to ask.

The policeman looked at Zhou Leng, who had changed a lot, and said softly, "It's only been half a month since we last met, and you've changed a lot."

Zhou Leng replied: "I have no choice. I have to survive. I don't want to continue studying anyway, so I just go out and make a living."

The police comforted him, "There are top talents in every profession. As long as you can earn money steadily, you will have a good life. And don't worry about the photos. Our network security colleagues are already handling them. They will not be circulated any more. Brother Hu and his men have also been sentenced."

Zhou Leng nodded. She was not surprised. She had been the patron saint of the Flower Country for more than fifty years. With such a dense population and vast territory, there were bound to be omissions in management, but there were more good people than sincere ones.

Only when you have hope in your heart can you bask in the sunshine.

Zhou Leng said sincerely: "Thank you, I will sign it directly."

The policeman replied: "Remember to find the police if you have any difficulties in the future." After that, he took out the document and placed it in front of Zhou Leng, pointing his index finger at a certain place on the paper and asking Zhou Leng to sign.

She signed, collected the money, stood up and said goodbye. When she walked out of the police station, she subconsciously looked up at the sky. The sky was so blue, and the clouds were floating in the wind. It was so beautiful.

The money Chen Wang earned from selling her body was also returned. Zhou Leng planned to spend it all on her grandmother. No matter how she earned the money, spending it on the elderly was a way of showing filial piety.

After Zhou Leng left, the policeman checked the documents and saw 700 yuan tucked inside. That was the money collected by his colleagues in the police station. He murmured in a low voice: "This kid." But he did not chase after her. He knew that accepting the money was a sign of respect for the girl.

Zhou Leng still went out early and came back late to deliver takeout, ate well, and exercised well. Gradually, she became a little stronger and darker. She no longer had the thin and cold feeling she used to have. Instead, her brows became more sharp and fierce.

Two months later, she had earned more than 20,000 yuan, which was truly hard-earned money.

At the age of the original grandmother, nothing is more practical than companionship. Eating, her teeth are not good enough to chew, and wearing clothes, she is old and has wrinkles all over her face, just wear warm clothes, not to mention that poor little Zhou Leng doesn't have any golden fingers. Although she is a master of cultivation, she can't practice here. She decided to go back to the village to accompany the old man for the last journey.

This takeaway place was where Zhou Leng was taken in when she had nowhere else to go. The owner had two daughters, so he took extra care of Zhou Leng.

The people here are busy with their lives every day, picking up meals, delivering meals, quickly filling their stomachs in their free time, and answering calls between traffic lights.

Although it is so busy, everyone can help and take care of each other in small things. You help me deliver an order, and I help you deliver an order. Maybe because the boss is a good person, most of the deliverymen recruited here are also kind people.

Everyone knew that Zhou Leng was leaving, and they wished him well, because if he stayed here for the rest of his life, he would just be delivering food, and they felt that it was a pity for Zhou Leng to stay here, and he would go back to school after earning enough tuition fees, and they all recognized that only studying could lead to a bright future. So there was no attempt to keep him, only blessings.

Zhou Leng went to her boss to settle her salary. She had no extra luggage or belongings, so she took the money, thanked her boss, and left. The people coming and going here were all busy, and as a passer-by, she was just one of them, nothing special.

"Chen Wang, wait a moment."

Zhou Leng was about to go out when she was suddenly stopped. She turned around and saw a colleague named Han Jun. This man came here to deliver food at about the same time as her. It was said that he was a graduate of a prestigious university. His father was sick and he needed money urgently. He worked during the day and worked part-time as a deliveryman at night and on weekends. Today was Saturday, so he was here too.

Zhou Leng greeted: "Brother Han, you came early today."

"I heard from the boss that you were leaving. These are the buns my mom made this morning. You can eat them on the way. Don't be disgusted. Thank you for delivering the orders for me before."

Zhou Leng looked at the steamed buns in the plastic bag in the other person's hand. The heat made the plastic bag a little hazy. She took it and said, "Thank you very much. We are even now. I hope your father will recover soon."

"I accept your good advice."

"See you again if we're lucky." Zhou Leng waved his hand and left.

'Migrant worker' Zhou Leng, carrying a backpack and holding a steamed bun, watched his somewhat relaxed figure slowly disappear from Han Jun's sight. He cheered himself up and continued to take orders.

There is no love between the two, it's just a little warmth between two people struggling in life.

Han Jun had accepted the order several times, but something happened at the hospital and he was in a hurry to go, so Zhou Leng helped him deliver the goods. When he was about to be bent over by life, he heard the story of this girl, a "tragic" story of being helpless, deceived, working to earn tuition and saving money to go back and take care of her grandmother in her old age.

Everyone struggling to survive in society has their own sufferings, and their tears turn into sweat and soak their clothes, but they can still feel touched and warm in small things.

There are hundreds of flavors in the world, eroding the hearts of ordinary people.

Zhou Leng was eating the bun bite by bite. Her tanned skin and well-trained muscles made her look very strong and solid. At this moment, she looked like a migrant worker returning to the village.

Zhou Leng suddenly felt a burning sensation deep in her soul. It was Chen Wang's soul crying out. She lacked the courage. It turned out that the things she was afraid of could be solved by just calling the police and facing them without fear. She could also be fearless by just ignoring the bad words and ridicule from others.

Sometimes people need courage, but courage is not given by others, but by oneself.

Zhou Leng ignored the strangeness of the soul. She first went to buy new clothes for the old man, then bought herself two sets of cheap sportswear and a pair of comfortable shoes. Then she got on the bus back home with the full woven bag on her back.

The village where Chen Wang lives is quite remote, and there are no direct buses to the village. She needs to take a bus to the township first, then transfer to a small bus passing by the village, and finally walk five miles on the mountain road to get home. Fortunately, she can adapt to the cold weather.

The bus stopped and started, and some people would get off and a few more would get on at the entrances of villages and towns it passed by. Everyone was carrying luggage or cloth bags. There were people looking around at every intersection, and every person who got off the bus would be greeted warmly by someone they knew.

Zhou Leng watched all this calmly, and then waited for the arrival of the destination.