Being-Towards-Death

Song Jianghan was carrying a small schoolbag, and ran to his father's lap, looking up and waiting for his father to hang up the phone.Song Weibin squatted down, rubbed Song Jianghan's sweaty forehead, and said, "He's sweating like crazy again."

Song Jianghan said: "My class and the second class are playing football in the afternoon. Without me, our class will lose!"

Song Weibin said: "My boy, you are quite competitive. Why didn't I see you have such energy in the exam?"

Song Jianghan said, "If you don't like it, you'll be bored." With a grunt in his eyes, he added, "Dad, why are you here to pick me up today? Is my mother on a business trip? Shall we go to Uncle Shi's for dinner?"

Song Weibin smiled, stood up and slapped his son on the back of the head: "I think you're a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking."

"What is a drunkard?"

"Let you read more, don't you understand?" Song Weibin regained his confidence in front of a six-year-old child, and said, "You are my son, I know how to pout your ass and pull shit. Say , you want to go to your Uncle Shi's house, because you don't want to play game consoles anymore?"

"That's not it!" Song Jianghan pouted and muttered, "I want to be clean! You and my mother always quarrel when you go home."

Song Weibin paused, but Song Jianghan didn't expect to say this reason; he put his big palm over Song Weibin's head, rubbed it carelessly, and cursed: "Stinky boy."

Song Jianghan said with bright eyes, "Then, Dad, where are we going today?"

Song Weibin said: "I'll take you home first, your mother is cooking at home, I have to go to the bureau later, you stay at home and listen to your mother."

Song Weibin's facial features were huddled together, like buns folded in the cold wind, trembling, he reluctantly said: "Ah, women are troublesome."

Song Weibin patted him again and said, "What are you talking about? That's your mother!"

While talking, a Lexus sedan stopped beside the two of them.Song Weibin and Song Jianghan looked over together, the black car windows lowered at a constant speed, revealing Shi Guyuan's face behind him.

Song Weibin said first, "Hey, Brother Shi."

Song Jianghan followed up and said, "Uncle Shi!"

The window of the rear seat was also lowered to the bottom. Chi Xiaoyu held onto the window sill, pushed out his eyes with difficulty, and said loudly, "Song Jianghan, is your father taking you home?"

Song Jianghan nodded, and said to Shi Guyuan at the end of his life: "Uncle Shi, I don't want to go home with my dad, can I go to your house?"

Shi Guyuan laughed and said, "I can't say for sure, I have to ask your father."

Song Weibin covered Song Jianghan's mouth and said, "Don't listen to him, he just wants to play a game console."

Song Jianghan bared his teeth and claws, struggling to defend himself under the oppression of patriarchy: "That's not true! I don't want to hear about you and my mother——oooh!"

Shi Guyuan smiled and said, "I want to play a game console. Come to my house after finishing my homework this weekend and let Xiaoyuer play with you." He turned to Song Weibin and started a conversation between adults, "It's rare to see you pick up the children. Why, Is the city bureau not busy?"

"It's better if you don't be busy, it means that the law and order has improved, and the quality of the people has improved." Song Weibin shook his head, reciting an aria of worrying about the country and the people, "Didn't you call me just now, and another case came."

Shi Guyuan said: "Hey, don't delay you, get in the car, I'll take you there."

Song Weibin never knew how to write polite to Shi Guyuan, so he opened the back door shyly and let Song Jianghan go up, while he sat in the co-pilot himself and said, "Send Xiaohan back first."

Shi Guyuan glanced at him, started the car, and said, "How is Xu Ping doing?"

Song Weibin laughed, but Song Jianghan said quickly, "My mother fights with my father every day, and I'm so annoyed."

Song Weibin glared at his son from the rearview mirror, turned his head and saw Shi Guyuan squinting at him, the coercion accumulated in his faint eyes made him sit upright, and said, "Women have reached menopause..."

Shi Guyuan said: "If you have any problems between husband and wife, don't quarrel in front of your children."

Song Weibin agreed like a pug, only regretting that God didn't give him a dog's tail, and he seized the right to speak in time, saying: "Brother Shi, you are the one who picks him up every day, super daddy! Where's the girl's dad?"

Shi Guyuan turned on the steering wheel, turned his head while staring at the left-view mirror, and said, "He's cooking at home. I have a car, so it's convenient for pick-up and drop-off."

Song Weibin chewed on this, thinking about it, and felt that his brother Shi and Chi Yu's way of getting along seemed familiar, but there was an indescribable weirdness, but he couldn't tell where the acquaintance was, and where the weirdness was; He gave such a complicated impression a precise adjective, but his brain turned quickly, and in a flash of inspiration, he said without thinking: "Ah, Xu Ping is also cooking at home."

After speaking, there was an unbearable silence in the car, Song Weibin was on pins and needles, if he hadn't remembered that his son was in the back seat, he would have almost abandoned the car and fled.

On the contrary, Shi Guyuan said generously: "So it's okay to let others be a little bit, women have to coax."

Song Weibin said: "Brother Shi, as a person who has no wife or girlfriend, you really have no say in this matter."

Shi Guyuan said: "Don't forget that I have a younger sister who is no more difficult than my wife."

Song Weibin stopped talking, and when he got home, Song Weibin didn't send Song Jianghan upstairs, and sat in the car and told him, "Go upstairs and tell your mother, I have something to do in the bureau, and I may not be back today, so go to bed early. , don't wait for me."

Song Jianghan was busy saying goodbye to Chi Xiaoyu reluctantly, and was busy confirming with Shi Guyuan the time to play game consoles on weekends. The world of flowers and flowers was right in front of him, and he had no time to talk to his well-meaning old father. In the end, it was Shi Guyuan As a reminder, Song Jianghan squeezed out some time like a sponge to deal with Song Weibin, and he insisted: "It's fine if you don't come back, I won't quarrel with my mother, and you should learn from it."

After finishing speaking, before his father got out of the car and beat him up, he ran upstairs in a hurry.

Song Weibin was cursing in the car, Shi Guyuan couldn't help laughing, and said, "Your son is more sensible than you."

"He knows nothing!" Song Weibin spat, "Brat!"

After sending Song Weibin to the Municipal Bureau, it rained heavily on the way back; after entering the house, Chi Yu threw two hot towels to wipe their faces.Chi Xiaoyu wiped it carelessly, ran to the dining table to sit down, and said, "I'm so hungry!"

"Go wash your hands, dinner is ready." Chi Yu filled three empty bowls with rice and asked Shi Guyuan, "Why did you come back so late?"

Shi Guyuan said: "I met Binzi and I was going to the city bureau. I was in a hurry, so I gave him a ride."

Chi Yu said: "It's not easy to be a policeman."

"That's not true," Shi Guyuan said with a smile, "Xu Ping even got into trouble with him."

Chi Yu said: "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Let them solve the couple's affairs. Let's not get involved."

Shi Guyuan smiled and said, "Little Yu'er is on vacation, have you decided where to go?"

Chi Yu said: "I can do it, just listen to you."

Shi Guyuan said: "I'm thinking of a place, how about going to Liangjiang City?"

"Okay," Chi Yu said, "Mountains and rivers are the best in the world, and Xiao Yu'er and I have never been there."

Shi Guyuan said: "I checked your vacation, we can come back just before Xiaofeng's engagement banquet, your laboratory is ready to prepare, don't forget to inform those foreigners."

Chi Yu agreed, and the three of them sat together and happily ate a sumptuous dinner; Song Weibin did not receive such a warm treatment. He sat in a big swivel chair he bought from a flea market, holding a bowl of instant noodles Filling his stomach whole, while lighting a lamp to boil oil, he read the information Qin Ming gave him, and after reading two lines, the half-sucked noodles gracefully stopped in mid-air, dripping soup.

After a long while, the noodles were buried in the Wuzang Temple. Song Weibin put down the instant noodles, picked up the information and read it over and over in the "dictation" column, rubbed his eyes and said, "Why am I presbyopic? Qin Ming, give me Lao Jiang's magnifying glass." Come."

Qin Ming didn't move, and said solemnly: "Captain Song, you read that right."

Song Weibin said suspiciously: "Then...is that the same name?"

Qin Ming said: "You joined the Criminal Police Force six years ago after the Naner Hotel murder case was closed, so you may not know that Shi Guyuan was one of the parties involved at that time. Not long after, Xu Liwei surrendered himself and was sentenced to life. In the past 20 years, Shi Guyuan has contributed a lot. But Xu Liwei retracted his confession a while ago, and he came to us after three months in prison. It is said that he alarmed Bureau Dai, but there is still no movement from Bureau Dai.”

Song Weibin said: "You know my relationship with Brother Shi, but you still let me take this case? Are you not sick?"

Qin Ming said: "Captain Song, let's do business, don't seek personal affairs."

Song Weibin put the materials on the table, grabbed the water glass and went out; he twisted the cap and took a big gulp, saying: "Is Bureau Dai here? I'll go and tell him that I can't handle this case, so he has to hire another Gao Ming." .”