I make a living solving crimes.

The crowd gathered in front of Chang's house finally dispersed and went home.

He Yushui stood on the steps, stunned for a long time, not knowing where to go.

Chang Da pulled her into the house and continued with her breakfast at home. As she swallowed the food mouthful by mouthful, accompanied by the chattering of the three little ones, the light gradually returned to her eyes.

Chang Wei chewed the bun in his hand slowly, "He's giving it to you as compensation, just take it. This money is not what you asked for. He offered to give it to you on his own initiative. After being cheated for seven years, this amount of money is not much."

Isn’t eight hundred yuan not a lot?

It is no exaggeration to say that most people in the hospital have never seen what 800 yuan in cash looks like.

He Yushui was at a loss as to what to do when he suddenly had an extra 800 yuan in his hands.

Chang Da understood this feeling very well, even though she only took three hundred and seventy that time.

Yes, it was also done by my younger brother.

Chang Wei continued, "Take the money and deposit it in the savings bank. It's useless for anyone to borrow it. Forget it. Just tell others that I borrowed the money. No one will dare to come to me."

"No, it's not good. They will say bad things about you."

He Yushui shook his head. No one in the hospital would say anything good about the money falling into Chang Wei's name.

"I'm not afraid of shit. I never thought about them saying good things about me. Just don't bother me."

He Yushui hesitated for a long time before making a decision, and said solemnly: "I can hold on."

Chang Wei looked up at her, nodded and stopped talking.

Chang Da winked at Yang Min, and Yang Min tried hard not to laugh as she watched the two children discussing "big things".

After dinner, seeing that it was almost time, Yang Min took Chang Wei out. She wanted to send her son to the police station before going to work.

In his past and present lives, Chang Wei has not had such an experience for a long, long time.

Yang Min accompanied her son and saw that his shadow was longer than hers under the morning sun. She suddenly sighed, "How come he has grown up in the blink of an eye?"

Chang Wei hugged Lou Yangmin's arm and said with a smile, "I can't always be like Xiao Man, following behind you every day to ask for a hug."

Yang Min smiled at her son's sudden affectionate behavior. She tapped him and said, "Don't hold me when you were little. You learned to walk before you could crawl, and you ran as soon as you could walk. You were nowhere to be seen every day."

"At that time, we were still in the countryside. There was chaos everywhere, and there were Japanese invaders. Your father went to join the Eighth Route Army, and I stayed at home to take care of your grandparents. I had no time to take care of you."

"You are the most mischievous person in the whole village, climbing trees and going into the river. Now I think about it and I feel scared. It is really God's blessing that you can live in peace and security for this age."

"..."

Chang Wei suddenly realized that his mother was old.

He was like a supporting actor in a crosstalk, occasionally adding a few exclamations, or saying "Really?" "Is this true?" "It's true." to stimulate my mother's conversation.

When they were almost at the entrance of the alley to the police station, Yang Min suddenly paused and patted Chang Wei's back, "Be more tolerant in the future. After all, we are all neighbors. If you offend us too much, it will ruin your reputation. You are also a public servant now."

Chang Wei didn't argue, but nodded and said, "Mom, I will pay attention."

"I know there aren't many good people in this compound, but they're not that bad either. When you live in a large compound, bumps and bruises are common."

"Well, I remember what my mother said. As long as they don't come to provoke me, that's fine."

"Who dares to mess with you now?"

"What are you talking about, mother? I am a public security policeman, not a bandit."

"Don't talk nonsense. Now that we're here, I won't go in. Go to work now."

"Eh."

"Go home after get off work and don't run around."

"Got it, mother."

Watching Chang Wei running and jumping in the sunshine, Yang Min smiled brightly and joyfully, with tears flashing in her eyes.

After Chang Wei forced the entire institute to work two night shifts in a row, everyone was really exhausted.

After all, the police station is not a serious crime squad. The work here is stable and orderly, and many policemen over 40 years old are still injured.

Under the only pomegranate tree in the yard, Chang Wei squatted in a daze with three young policemen. Young people recover their strength quickly and are at an active age. After experiencing two major operations, they are ambitious to make a career, but they are suppressed by the old policemen.

"Chang Wei, I heard that you have someone escorting you to and from get off work now?"

"Well, my mother brought me here this morning."

"It is true that people hate him and ghosts dislike him."

"You're the only one who dislikes me."

"...Chang Wei, you said I'm a ghost?"

Jiang Hongxia jumped up and pressed on Chang Wei, punching him hard.

After all the fighting and playing, I still feel bored.

"You have a lot of ideas, think of a solution."

"What else can he do? All he has to do now is lock him up with a chain and use him as a police dog."

"Chang Wei's nose is better than that of a police dog."

“Police dogs eat shit.”

The three of them talked more and more outrageously, so Chang Wei stood up, pushed the three of them to the ground, kicked each of them, and ran away.

In the small cafeteria, Old Wang had just climbed out of bed. His health had been deteriorating over the years, and he was unable to sleep due to the pain from his early years.

Chang Wei stood outside the door, staring blankly at Old Wang's slow movements. In the blink of an eye, everyone around him was getting older.

He wiped his face, put on a smiling face, and muttered, "Grandpa Wang, Grandpa Wang."

"Hey, in the house."

Chang Wei jumped in and sat at the head of the bed. He supported Old Wang's body, took out a fruit like a magic trick, found a knife and cut it in two. "Try it!"

Old Wang smiled and refused to take it. He rubbed Chang Wei's head and said, "Grandpa doesn't want to eat it. You can eat it yourself."

Chang Wei said with a smile: "It's just such a small fruit, Grandpa Wang, eat it quickly, we can each have half."

Old Wang didn't want to let Chang Wei down, so he thought it was just half a fruit the size of a thumb, so he took it and swallowed it whole.

After a moment, he looked at Chang Wei in surprise, "What did you give grandpa to eat?"

Chang Wei smiled and said nothing.

Old Wang slowly closed his eyes, feeling the warmth nourishing his internal organs, the power pouring down from his head, washing over his muscles and bones, and his blood surging like a tide.

"Is this a natural treasure?"

Chang Wei didn't know what the red physical fruit rewarded by the system was, but it was no exaggeration to say that it was a treasure from heaven and earth.

What a pity, why hasn’t the spiritual energy revived yet?

"How can you waste something like this, kid? How can you give such good food to an old man like me?"

The old man was anxious. The fruit melted in his mouth and he couldn't spit it out after swallowing it.

He slapped Chang Wei's arm, expressing regret.

Chang Wei smiled and let him hit him, "I've eaten one, this is my gift to you, I'll give the remaining half to the old man later."

"You kid, you can't eat anymore after you've eaten one? If you don't want to eat it, you can give it back to your mother. And your grandparents, your great-grandmother are all over 80 years old."

Chang Wei curled his lips and said, "Don't look at my grandmother who is ten years older than you. She is in better health than you. Besides, I can get this thing in the future. You can just put your mind at ease."

The old man held Chang Wei's hands with tears in his eyes and stroked them, saying, "Good boy, you are a good boy."

In the past two years, Mr. Wang's health has been deteriorating. He has started to tremble when he walks, and his vision and hearing have deteriorated severely.

The most important thing is to eat less, just one steamed bun or half a bowl of rice for each meal.

Dear readers, you should be careful if your elderly family members start to eat less.

When Old Wang took out Browning again that day, Chang Wei sensed a hint of instructions for his final affairs.

He was really afraid that the old man would suddenly pass away one day.

Old Wang just felt regretful that he had eaten such a delicious thing out of greed.

He wanted to persuade Chang Wei to eat the remaining half, but he felt sorry for Old Man Zhang and his face was conflicted.