Tiger Police

Chapter 15 The Old Lady's Spring
"Our police are different. All the information received from the 110 command center must be dealt with immediately. We have contacted the environmental protection department many times for this matter, and the results are the same every time. In the end, the common people still attribute the problem to us. But we Injustice, this matter really does not belong to the police."

Hu Pingtao nodded lightly: "This is a matter of laws and regulations, as well as enforcement."

Zhang Jianguo said: "The "Public Security Management Law" does have regulations on the measurement and treatment of noise. The premise is that there must be accurate measurement equipment. This is difficult to define. To tell you the truth, there is a set of noise detectors in the office, but they are not used at all. No. You have to have evidence to handle the case, and the noise disturbs the people. Don’t look at people like Zheng Yuxian who are old, but they are very smart. Every time you see our car coming from a distance, you should quickly turn down the speaker. Tell me, So how do you measure it?"

Hu Pingtao smiled, he really felt Zhang Jianguo's helplessness: "As soon as we left, they turned up the voice again."

"This is the biggest difference between a civil dispute and a case." Zhang Jianguo said with emotion: "Actually, the old lady Zheng Yuxian is right. They are old, and the country also advocates fitness for all. It is a good thing to form the Sunset Red Dance Troupe. If There is a suitable venue for the event, and they will not disturb the people with noise. After all...no one wants to be pointed at their noses and scolded."

Hu Pingtao fell silent.

This involves overall urban planning, and individual wishes cannot be changed.

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Sunday, a rare day off.

Hu Pingtao came to the square by the river early, sat on the clean stone steps, and looked at the old people who were singing and dancing not far away.

It has been the fourth day since the first time I followed Zhang Jianguo to deal with the noise nuisance problem.Zheng Yuxian's Sunset Red Dance Troupe changed venues, causing residents of Jinxing Garden to call the police every night.There are so many visits that even Hu Pingtao feels bored.

The problem cannot be cured, it can only be persuaded.

Residents in the community are also annoyed.

Someone threw a bag of excrement from upstairs last night, and it splashed all over the floor.

In retaliation, the square dancers downstairs turned up the volume to the maximum.

The Eryuan Road Police Station successively dispatched two patrol groups to deal with it. It was not until 11:30 that the spectators gradually dispersed.

The song "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" was coming to an end, and seeing that it was almost time for the dance troupe to end its activities, Hu Pingtao stood up and waited patiently for Zheng Yuxian to pack up his things before walking over.

"Hello, Aunt Zheng." There was a sunny smile on his face.

Money can't buy old age and thinness, and Zheng Yuxian is no exception.Although she likes sports, her waistline is at least 1.5 meters.The residents of Jinxing Garden complained about the noise from dancing in the square for the past few days. This young auxiliary policeman named Hu Pingtao made notes for himself for three consecutive days and signed them. Zheng Yuxian's handsome face has become Zheng Yuxian's least favorite. one of the memories.

"What's the matter?" The old lady stared at him vigilantly, clutching the trolley case with dance costumes in her right hand, as if she was looking at class enemies with anger: "My boy, let me tell you, we don't play much music today, at most there are only Half of the usual. If anyone is not satisfied, you let him come to me. Let's have a dance, and it's not sabotage, so don't get on the line."

"No one called the police. I'm just talking to you, Aunt Zheng." Hu Pingtao still had a smile on his face: "It's a good thing."

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit a smiling face.Hu Pingtao has a sweet mouth, "Aunt Zheng" is longer than "Aunt Zheng", which really made the old lady Zheng Yuxian feel a little fond of him.Appearance is justice, and handsome appearance can also get some bonus points at this time.Zheng Yuxian's sense of guard and alienation immediately disappeared. Although her face was sullen and stiff, her tone was much more relaxed than before.

"Okay, I'll just listen to what you want to say." The old lady is from the north. Although her household registration has been transferred to Yunnan Province, her accent has not changed.

"That's right, Aunt Zheng, most of the members of your dance troupe are retired workers from the flour mill. The flour mill belongs to the Baijing community. In just over a month, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. The sub-district office will hold a cultural and art festival, and the Baijing community will return to Xinzhen. Street management, is your dance troupe willing to participate?"

"Yes! Of course I would!" Zheng Yuxian immediately beamed with joy when she heard that, and she selectively ignored the unpleasant memories before: "Xiaohu, do you have to register first to participate in the competition? How should I do it?"

"I brought you the registration form." As he said, Hu Pingtao took out a half-folded form from his coat pocket, unfolded it, and handed it over: "I have already filled in the relevant content. Aunt Zheng, you only need to provide your personal identity. Just complete the information."

The Xinzhen Sub-district Office and the Eryuan Road Police Station are brothers. They hold a cultural and art festival every year, and this year is the third.This kind of cultural and art festival is mainly aimed at enterprises and institutions within the jurisdiction. It is small in scale and focuses on mass participation, followed by awards.

Zheng Yuxian is no stranger to this.

The Sunset Red Dance Troupe has been established long ago, even earlier than the first cultural and art festival held by the sub-district office, but the dance troupe has never participated in a competition.There are two main reasons: one is the bad reputation and the noise disturbs the people; the other is that the dance troupe is purely for self-entertainment, and there is no professional standard. The name "dance troupe" just sounds good, but it's actually a group of old ladies stretching their arms and legs to the rhythm of the music.

"Little Tiger! Thank you so much. Actually, I have known about the art festival for a long time. It's just that there are so many things recently that I haven't had time to sign up in the community."

Zheng Yuxian's words were self-promotion.She is a retired old lady. Except for the weekend when her daughter brings her grandson to play and needs to help take care of her, she is usually free.She has long wanted to participate in the art festival of the sub-district office, but has been hesitating.Zheng Yuxian went to the scene to watch the previous art festivals. Although the age structure of the elderly singing and dancing teams participating in the competition is similar to his own, many of them are professionals. Several old actors from the company... In contrast, the Flour Mill Sunset Red Dance Troupe couldn't make it to the stage at all.

Noise nuisance is also a problem.There have been many complaints over the years, and Zheng Yuxian left at least ten transcripts at the police station.Don't look at her usually stubborn and arrogant, but she is actually still uneasy.Because of this, she dared not go to the community to apply to participate in the annual cultural and art festival, for fear that these things would be revealed in public.

The form that Hu Pingtao took out was like pie from heaven.In Zheng Yuxian's view, half of the two most worrying problems have been solved, and they are still the most important part.

"Hehe, I often go to the community to do business, and it's very easy to fill in and send forms. Aunt Zheng, if you have similar things in the future, just let me know, and I will help you." Hu Pingtao has not been idle these days. After learning more about the problems of the Flour Mill Dance Troupe, today's application form is the right medicine.

"Then...that's so embarrassing, this is too much trouble for you." The old lady couldn't help but blushed a little.

Hu Pingtao strikes while the iron is hot: "Aunt Zheng, in fact, what you said that night is correct. The country advocates fitness for all. It is a good thing that you usually sing and dance. It is good for everyone to be healthy and take less medicine. Just like that saying De: The health of the elderly is the greatest happiness for children. You used to hold a position in the labor union of the flour mill, and after you retired, you were able to organize activities together. What you didn’t say about your calling ability is this.”

He stretched out his right hand and raised his thumb.

This compliment immediately made Zheng Yuxian elated, and the old lady laughed "haha" happily, and the previous unhappiness and vigilance were swept away.

"Aunt Zheng, you are a senior, and I am a junior, so I have to persuade you in private." Hu Pingtao lowered his voice and said sincerely: "Dancing is a good thing, and you are free to dance wherever you want, but you can't influence others. Put yourself in your shoes and think about it, if your granddaughter fell asleep at home and the music was played outside and woke her up, would you get angry? Would you go out and scold the person who played the music?"

The smile on the old lady's face froze and soon turned into a sneer.

"I know Aunt Zheng, you are a good person." Hu Pingtao has taken psychology courses in college and has excellent grades. He has been paying attention to the changes in Zheng Yuxian's expression: "We didn't receive an alarm about your noise nuisance last night. I came here this morning. I saw that Aunt Zheng turned down the volume a lot when you danced, only half of the usual level. This is very good! No complaints, everyone is satisfied."

Everyone likes to be praised, Zheng Yu is an old man, and she understands these reasons. The reason why Hu Pingtao helped fill out the form is clear to her.Zheng Yuxian couldn't help being amused: "Little Tiger, you can talk, if Officer Zhang is like you...hehe..."

"Brother Zhang is my master. He has always been right about things and wrong about people." Hu Pingtao quickly explained, and then struck while the iron was hot: "Aunt Zheng, I suggest you buy wireless earbuds because it is convenient to use and more The important thing is not to affect those around you."

As he said that, Hu Pingtao took out his mobile phone, slid open the online shopping page, and clicked on several wireless earbuds that he had favored before.Zheng Yuxian nodded frequently, but he just looked at it and didn't speak.

Earplugs are good, but they cost money.What's more, I am used to using speakers at ordinary times, and no one will take the initiative to replace them.

Looking at the old lady who said she promised that she would not change in reality, Hu Pingtao smiled and used his trump card: "Aunt Zheng, I guarantee that you will get the third prize in this cultural and art festival."

Zheng Yuxian was stunned.

Win an award?

On the level of our Sunset Red Dance Troupe?

"Little Tiger, are you kidding me?" Zheng Yuxian had the idea of ​​participation from the very beginning.Although she is old, her mind is not confused.

"Why don't we make a bet!" Hu Pingtao said with a smile, "If you, Aunt Zheng, win the third prize in this art festival competition, then listen to me. Don't use speakers in future activities, and replace them all with wireless earbuds."

(End of this chapter)