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 San, 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 a hundred people in the old street. "Really?"
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 often 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 ignoring acquaintances without investigating. The requirement given by the superiors is that not a single household in the entire Beifang Street is settled, 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 dad’s house.”
“I know. Is this work discipline?"
Zhang Erhe nodded hurriedly: "Uncle, don't worry, it's not my first day on the case, but 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 over there?"
"When I go home to investigate the case, those gossips are still not saying that I am showing off my power or something?"
"You kid, you have a lot of evil thoughts."
"Don't worry. Well, I remember that about you. I reported to Chen Suo last week about your regularization. But you also know this matter. Our office does not count, and it has to be approved by the bureau. ”
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 all the same. When facing suspects, 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 are there in a public security bureau?
There are more than a dozen auxiliary police officers in one police station, or even more.
Looking at the overall situation, it is possible to have hundreds of people in many places.
And due to some management reasons in the past few years, many people are 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 this auxiliary police officer to become a regular officer.
So, every auxiliary police officer who becomes a regular police officer must have some credit for his achievements.
Zhang Erhe won a branch award last year and was better than most auxiliary police officers, but if he wanted to become a full-time officer through this, he still had to pay a little more.
“Today I asked my friends in the bureau to inquire about it. This year, there are a total of 5 places for 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 police officer. He did not run away, but the remaining There are five auxiliary police officers who have received commendations. According to the quota, one of them 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.
The water quality is actually average. At most, I can say that I can swim, but at that time, I jumped in.
Although if two enthusiastic citizens hadn't jumped in together at that time, the other party would have drowned himself, let alone saving others.
But no matter what, I dared to jump at that time!
You know you will die, but you dare to jump!
You know, he was not 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, it actually doesn't matter whether I become a regular employee or not. I'm pretty good now, just my dad, Lao Cui."
"Besides, if it doesn't work this year, then next year. .”
"Silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about? There's a big difference whether you become a full-time employee or not. You'll know when you retire." There is only a two-year time limit for extra points, and it’s useless after that!”
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 office colleague back then, They all work 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, there is no fire today?"
At the east end of the old street is a blacksmith shop, which has been open for decades. When Sun Jianguo can remember, this blacksmith shop was there The old street is open.
However, the blacksmiths at that time had long since died, and the son of the old blacksmith, Sun Jianguo's son, Xiao Song Yuanchao, who inherited the blacksmith shop, 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 said no one comes to your blacksmith shop, you are still open, just close it.”
Zhang Erhe and Song Tiejun grew up together, they are bare buttocks The hair is small.
"What if it's closed or not? I'm not making money with this thing. It's just my father's craftsmanship. If I lose it, I won't think about it anymore."
"Shit, back then you We’ve all left. If you have to come back, it’s better to come now. You are the only one in this generation in this old street. You are young, right?”
"I barged in the door backwards, didn't you know?"
"I came back as soon as I came back, relaxed and comfortable, no one can care about me, one person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry."
Song Tiejun grinned. , showing two rows of big yellow teeth.
"Third uncle, come in and sit down for a while. Let's have a try of the mutton soup we stewed today."
Sun Jianguo didn't say anything. Zhang Erhe waved his hand: "Come in and sit down. Third uncle and I I have a mission and I 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 returned to the room, and within two minutes, he took a bowl of it. Steaming hot mutton soup came out.
"Uncle San, have a bowl and try it. It's very fresh."
Sun Jianguo took a bowl of mutton soup. Song Tiejun sprinkled it with chopped green onion and coriander, which still contained salt, making the aroma stronger.
Bliss.
Sun Jianguo took a bite, closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "Boy, the mutton soup you cooked is the same as the one your father used to cook."
In recent years, Sun Jianguo has become more and more nostalgic, maybe because he is getting older, but he always loves Thinking of things from the past, especially things from childhood.
It's a pity that in the past, old people lived all over the world. They died, moved away, and grew up together. There are not many left.
In more than ten years, we may not 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)