Attending ex-girlfriend's wedding, arresting the groom's officer on the spot

Chapter 423 The Blacksmith in the New Era
Sun Jianguo opened a pack of Hongtashan and handed one to Zhang Erhe.

The other party took the cigarette and took the initiative to make Sun Jianguo angry: "Uncle Third, I don't think there is any need to go to the old street. There are not many people there. Including my dad, there are less than 100 people in the old street, right?"

Although Sun Jianguo later moved out of the old street, Zhang Erhe's father still lived in the original house.

Some of Sun Jianguo's relatives and his childhood friends who grew up together are now in the old street.

Therefore, even though he moved out of the old street, Sun Jianguo still went back to the old street frequently and was much more familiar with it than the community where he lives now.

"There shouldn't be any problems, but Erhe, you have to remember that solving a case doesn't mean just missing out on acquaintances. The requirement given by the superiors is that not a single household in the entire Beifang Street is missing, and all investigations are in place."

"Our old street here is also within the range. Although everyone is familiar with it, when we go back this time, we have to walk to every house, including your father's house."

"You know? This is work discipline."

Zhang Erhe nodded hurriedly: "Third uncle, don't worry, it's not my first day working on a case, I just thought we should go to the old street..."

"Why, do you think it's a bit shameful to go back to investigate wearing these clothes?"

Zhang Erhe nodded: "Not really, the key is that I am just an auxiliary police officer, who doesn't know about it?"

"When I go home to investigate the case, those gossips won't say that I'm showing off my power or something?"

"You kid, you have a lot of evil thoughts."

"Don't worry, I've remembered that about you. I reported it to Suo Chen last week about your regularization. But you also know this matter. It doesn't matter if we say it in the office, it will have to be approved by the bureau." OK."

The existence of auxiliary police is no longer a day or two. To be honest, although auxiliary police are not formal police with a formal establishment, their work is no different from that of the police.

We have to face dangers and suspects, and we have to do our work with our heads up.

Some of the best are even more powerful than many official police officers.

However, in the past few years, the promotion path for auxiliary police officers was very narrow, and there was no possibility of becoming a regular officer.

In the past two years, channels in this area have been opened up, but the number of places is very small.

A bureau is estimated to only have three or five players per year, and no more than ten at most.

But how many auxiliary police officers does a public security bureau have?
Even one police station has a dozen auxiliary police officers, or even more.

Looking at the overall situation, it is possible to have hundreds of people in many places.

Moreover, due to some management reasons in the past few years, many people were either the children of this leader's family or relatives of that leader's family.

Now that there is a channel to become a regular employee, not many people are watching.

But precisely because there were so many people watching, it was relatively fair for the auxiliary police officer to become a regular officer.

Therefore, every auxiliary police officer who becomes a regular police officer must bear some credit on his shoulders.

Zhang Erhe won a branch award last year, which is better than most auxiliary police officers, but if he wants to become a full-time officer through this, he still needs a little more.

"Today I asked my friends in the bureau to inquire about it. This year, there are a total of 5 places to become full-time officers. There is one auxiliary police officer who has achieved third-class merit. He is from the southern suburbs. He will definitely be able to become a full-time officer and not run away. But there are still auxiliary police officers who have won awards. Five people, according to the quota, one person has to be cut off.”

Zhang Erhe doesn't know much about this kind of details. He doesn't have the resources yet.

But he knew about the rescue in the southern suburbs. The auxiliary police officer who rescued people had only joined the job last year and was an internal clerk working in files.

His water ability was actually average, and he could at most be said to be able to swim, but at that time he jumped in.

Although if two enthusiastic citizens had not jumped in together at that time, the other party would have drowned himself, let alone saving others.

But no matter what, people dared to jump at that time!

You know you will die, but you dare to jump!
You know, he wasn't wearing a police uniform at the time. Even if he didn't jump, no one could say anything.

It makes sense to give someone a third-class merit certificate and become an official police officer. "Third uncle, actually it doesn't matter whether I become a full-time employee or not. I'm doing pretty well now. It's just my dad, Lao Cui, and me."

"Besides, if it doesn't work this year, then next year."

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? There's a big difference whether you become a full-time employee or not. You'll know when you retire."

"And... next year... your award is from last year. There is only a two-year bonus point time limit for becoming a regular person. After that, it will be useless!"

Young people are still young.

"Forget it, you don't have to worry about it. I'll go to the city bureau next week..."

Who doesn't have a friend who is an official? Sun Jianguo's colleagues in the same office at that time also worked in the real power department of the bureau.

Regarding Zhang Erhe, I don’t mean to squeeze out other people’s places. I just want to be fair and just so that I don’t get squeezed out by others.

There is only one concrete road in the old street, which is full of potholes and can barely miss two cars.

"Xiao Song, you didn't fire today?"

There is a blacksmith shop at the east end of the old street, which has been open for decades. When Sun Jianguo can remember, this blacksmith shop was open in the old street.

However, the blacksmiths at that time had long since died, and it was the old blacksmith's son who inherited the blacksmith shop. Sun Jianguo's son, Xiao Song Yuanchao, got cancer eight years ago and died of the disease.

The person taking over the blacksmith shop now is Song Tiejun, Lao Song's son, who is in his thirties. The elders call him Xiao Song, and his peers call him Brother Blacksmith.

"Brother Blacksmith, I'm telling you, no one is coming to your blacksmith shop, why don't you just open it? Just close it."

Zhang Erhe and Song Tiejun grew up together, and they were bare-bottomed children.

"It doesn't matter whether it's closed or not. I'm not trying to make money with this thing. It's just my father's craftsmanship. If I lose it, I won't think about it anymore."

"Shit, you left back then and you had to come back. It's better now. You are the only one in our generation living on the old street. You are young, right?"

"I barged in the door backwards, didn't you know?"

"When you come back, you come back. You are relaxed and comfortable. No one can care about you. One person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry."

Song Tiejun grinned, revealing two rows of big yellow teeth.

"Third uncle, come in and sit down for a while. Let's try the mutton soup we made today."

Sun Jianguo didn't say anything. Zhang Erhe waved his hand: "Come in and sit down. Third uncle and I have a mission. We don't have time to delay. Are you ready for the mutton soup? Give Third Uncle a bowl."

"Okay, okay, wait a minute, I'll go get a bowl, it's just as long as a sip of mutton soup, I won't delay you."

After saying that, Song Tiejun went back to the house and within 2 minutes, he came out with a piece of steaming mutton soup.

"Uncle Third, come and try a bowl. It's very fresh."

Sun Jianguo took a bowl of mutton soup, and Song Tiejun sprinkled it with chopped green onions and coriander, which still contained salt and made the aroma stronger.

Slip.

Sun Jianguo took a sip, closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "Boy, the mutton soup you cooked is the same as the one your father cooked back then."

In recent years, Sun Jianguo has become more and more nostalgic. Perhaps because he is getting old, he always likes to think of things from the past, especially things from his childhood.

It's a pity that in the past, old people lived in all corners of the world. Some died, some moved away, and some grew up together. There are not many left.

In more than ten years, we probably won’t even be able to get together a mahjong table.

"By the way, brother blacksmith, is your wife still over there on Nanshan Road?"

(End of this chapter)