Proud Wife Comes To My Arms

Six months later.

"Have you heard? He came down from the criminal police team. He just cracked an international case some time ago and was given first-class credit."

"It's inhuman to send him to prison because of his disability."

"I heard he asked for it himself."

"Why? Even if he doesn't work, the honor will be with him all his life. "

They were still talking. Zheng Jun came over and said with a smile, "there's food in the canteen. I'm here to watch for you. Go and eat."

After seeing him go, Zheng Jun shook his head. Why did he come here? Because he was waiting for a girl who made a mistake.

If you go to jail, I'll be a prison guard. No matter how big a mistake you make, you'll be punished, but don't be afraid. I'll be with you.

I remember what I said, so he came.

Because only in this way can we wait and hope for his meaningless life.

Today is his last day on duty. After that, he has six days off.

When the iron gate of the prison was opened, Zheng Jun stood in the sun, squinting and taking a breath. He had been on duty for a month and his whole body was wet.

He plans to go home for a bath before visiting his old friends.

He's used to the prosthetics and can drive again after practice, so he feels that his life has not changed much, but it seems to have changed a lot.

Not far away, Liu Bureau called: "your sister-in-law today's dumplings stuffed with fennel, do you want to eat?"

"I'll be there before dinner."

"Well, we'll wait for you."

Zheng Jun did not forget to remind him: "remember to help me prepare more garlic."

"You are really familiar with being your own man."

"No, I'm not going."

Liu Bureau was angry with him and laughed: "I'll prepare it for you. I'll peel it for you myself. It's not enough to eat. Take it back."

Before taking a bath, he first removed his prosthetic limb and then stood on one leg. At first, when he was unstable, he supported it with a plastic stool. Later, he became used to it and became like a kangaroo, with one leg stretched as two legs. Isn't there a Paralympic Games? He feels that he can take part in the high jump competition. It's not a matter to break the record easily with one leg.

he pressed two more pumps while he was playing liquid soap, and when he washed it, he felt like he was wearing perfume.

came out and changed clothes three times before he was satisfied with his dress. Then he dried his hair carefully. In order to keep his shape, he also used the stereotyping spray.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon when we're done.

Passing by the florist, he went to buy a bunch of white Platycodon grandiflorum as usual. The delicate white petals exude a faint fragrance.

"Come to buy flowers again, sir."

The clerk remembers that he would come to buy the same bunch of flowers at this time of every month. She once recommended roses, but he said she didn't like roses. Zheng Jun put the flowers on the co pilot and drove all the way to the Cemetery outside the city. In front of her tombstone was clean, without any weeds. There was another bunch of flowers on it, but it was a bunch of lilies.

"You see, you're not here, and the popularity is still so good. Every time I come to see you, someone will send you flowers. But I know, your favorite Platycodon grandiflorum, they don't know you as well as I do. "

He pushed the bunch of lilies to the side, put down his white Platycodon grandiflorum, and sat on the steps, chatting with her.

"Do you think my skin is white now? I've been working outside for a short time now. If I get less sun exposure, I will naturally turn white. I remember you and Wang Ye used to say that my skin was black."

"Do you think my dress today is different from the previous style? It's not because you always say that I'm very rustic. In order to meet you, I specially changed my clothes."

Talking about what he did every day, what he ate, and what interesting things he encountered, the last sentence would ask her,

"I've been a prison guard for so long, when will you come to admit your mistake?"

The last response to him was the wind blowing gently in his ear.

Zheng Jun sighed, "Alas, are you women so unpunctual and mean what they say?"

He got up and left, the white Platycodon grandiflorum petals behind him were blown up by the wind, and one or two of them fell in the air.

Before six o'clock in the evening, Zheng Jun arrived at Liu Ju's house, bought some fruit in the shop downstairs and carried it upstairs.

It was Liu Ju who opened the door, and it was sister Liu who heard the voice.

"Here comes Xiao Zheng. Come in, come in."

Liu sister-in-law just cooked dumplings, one plate at a time to the table, "come earlier than come coincidentally, wash your hands quickly to eat."

Liu Bureau snorted: "the dog nose is quite smart."

"Sister Liu's craftsmanship is still so good, and our director has enjoyed a lot."

"I've been looking forward to his retirement all these years, but it's finally coming. If he retires, he won't be the director. How nice you call him big brother.""Ask his elder brother to call me old, ask his uncle to call him old again, or ask the director to be more agreeable."

Liu bureau is unconvinced: "I am not old."

Mrs. Liu asked him, "if you are not old, can you still reach the retirement age? Admit it, you're old enough to retire. "

The old director of the Bureau said:

After dinner, they sat together chatting, chatting, sister-in-law Liu took the topic away, who went to marry a new daughter-in-law, who gave birth to a fat boy.

"Xiao Zheng, I want to introduce you to someone. It's very good. Would you like to meet him?"

Liu Bureau opening: "see what see, now young people are their own love, who also use you to introduce."

Zheng Jun smiles: "in fact, I have a girl I like recently."

Liu sister-in-law a listen, happy: "that has the opportunity to bring back to eat dumplings together."

Liu Bureau waited for sister-in-law Liu to wash the dishes before whispering to Zheng Jun: "let you tell lies. When you come to my house to eat dumplings, you will be nagged. Why do you come alone?" "I only come here once a month, and I won't be bothered to hear her nagging once a month. Maybe ten or twenty times. I really want to start again."

It's almost eight o'clock, and Zheng Jun knows that Liu Bureau has to accompany his wife to buy vegetables and dance square dance every day. It's almost the beginning time, so he gets up and leaves.

When we got downstairs, the group of aunts and aunts had already started debugging the music.

Instead of rushing home, he walked around the busy road to see the scenery. There were stalls selling insole film on the overpass, stinky tofu and egg pancakes below, parents with their children and young lovers pressing the road hand in hand.

He didn't know what he was looking for. It was like walking through the crowded streets, he could find what he wanted and see the people he wanted to see. Even if he got nothing in the end, he still wanted to look for it.

Back home, Zheng Jun was lying on the bed. He just closed his eyes and got up again. He opened the diary beside the bed and wrote a sentence on the paper: This is my day. It's a normal day to Miss Han Xuelin, and it's also a day to learn to forget her.