The next afternoon, Jing Jian met a kind-hearted man, put him in the house, washed his face, and wiped his upper body. He had been sleepless and restless for more than a day, but he still had not found Wei Yingzhi's parents' home.

All possible addresses have been found. Jing Jian is preparing to have a good rest today and continue to look for another day tomorrow. Maybe he is worried, maybe Wei Yingzhi has already returned home and the two of them are in a different way. But before leaving, Jing Jian is still preparing to look for the "local snake" in hopes of good luck.

I asked the old man about the address of the police station, and not long after, Jing Jian successfully found the place: "Comrade! May I ask, is the household registration police officer on that section of Guan Yinglan Road here?"

"Improvement, someone is looking for it!" The luck is pretty good. The household registration policeman did not go to the grassroots level and was in the police station.

A policeman in his thirties walked out of the police station and looked up and down in confusion: "Who are you?"

"Oh, my name is Jing Jian, I'm here to find someone!" Jing Jian greeted warmly, "Comrade, can you speak at the side?"

"Then come with me." I have to say that Jing Jian's military uniform made people feel trustworthy. The police frowned slightly, but did not refuse, and then led Jing Jian into his office.

As soon as he sat down, Jing Jianjing put a cigarette on him, first lit it for the police officer, and then immediately took out all his documents: "Comrade, this is my ID card, this is my retirement certificate, this is a certificate of meritorious service, and this is my medal..." Generally speaking, the police are more vigilant. Inquiring about other people's addresses is even more taboo. Therefore, in order to win the trust of others, Jing Jian showed off all his documents.

"Are you... just back from southern Xinjiang?" Seeing the medal, the policeman's expression became much more enthusiastic, and even had a hint of admiration, "Is there anything wrong? If you can help, you must help."

"Your surname?"

"Haha, don't mess with those literary people. My name is Liu Zhili, and I'm Lao Liu or Zhili can do it."

"You're so kind. So be motivated by Brother Jing?" Jing Jian smiled, "It's not a big deal. When we went to the battlefield, our comrades instructed each other and each left their own wishes. A comrade had a childhood sweetheart since he was a child, but later he moved, and he lost contact. He knew that her parents lived near Yinglan Road and there was almost no other news. So if you want to find her, just send a message."

"Your comrade-in-arms... haven't come back?" Liu Zhili's expression condensed.

"Well!" Jing Jian nodded in sadness, "Sacrificed." In the deepest part of his heart, comrades-in-arms were Jing Jian's most precious and sacred forbidden area. However, for Wei Yingzhi, he had no choice but to lie.

Jing Jian was also helpless. He didn’t know where the network of relationships in his previous life is now, and he didn’t know where to find them. He could only come up with this worst.

Liu Zhili had no doubts. He called out to the other people in the office: "Xiao Wang, Big Xiong, you guys are all here, together, to help find someone. This hero needs help."

"You don't dare to be a hero." Jing Jian hurriedly welcomed the people. When those people surrounded him, "Please both of you, the old couple's surname is Wei. The old couple returned to the provincial capital. There is a daughter who is now teaching in another place. I heard that there is a younger brother below. All that is known."

"Do you know what the old couple does?" asked a policeman.

"I really don't know this." Jing Jian smiled, "I knew that their family was not very good in the past. Also, they should be from a scholarly family and had read many books."

After discussing a few words in a low voice, the police all shook their heads: "There are several families in our area surnamed Wei, but there are no such families."

"Can you tell me all the similar families? No surnames are limited. If you are a surname with Wei, just say more. Maybe you are a relative. I can only find it in one day. I can find it best, but I can't find it. I can only wait for the future."

Without much effort, these policemen made up the list. The result was that they were satisfied and not satisfied. There was no one who was completely in line with the situation; but there were more than twenty addresses in the case.

When he said goodbye, Liu Zhili felt a little guilty: "Xiao Jing, I didn't help much. However, the situation you mentioned is that after implementing the policy, more people return to the original unit. Generally, there are colleges and universities in the Education Commission, and in large factories. If possible, you can also go to those units to ask."

In fact, Jing Jian is already very grateful: "Brother Zhili has helped a lot. This time it is too short, so I will find these first. But I still have to thank you."

Liu Zhili smiled and shook hands: "This is nothing to be polite. If there is any difficulty, I will come to see you often in the future. Wait a minute, let's leave each other a contact information. I'll ask others to inquire about your matter."

"That's really a big thank you."

...

In the pigpen, Liu Xiangdong was guiding a villager to breed: "Be careful at this time, don't let them be scared. But don't hide too far, sometimes there will be problems..."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a gong outside the house: "Dangdang, Dangdang..." The pigs in the pigpen were frightened and rushed everywhere.

Liu Xiangdong immediately became angry: "What's the matter? What's the matter?" He asked the farmer to take care of the pigs and went outside in anger. Then he was stunned and saw the three brothers of the Zhao family ringing the gong and shouting at the top of their throats: "My third sister has broken up with the Jing family, and the two families have no relationship again! Dangdangdang..."

"Little donkey egg." Liu Xiangdong cursed, "Where did you do it? This is a big show? Huh? Where did this gong come from?"

Facing Liu Xiangdong, these three brothers still dared not act rashly. Zhao Yong quickly smiled: "I just borrowed it from the village office. If you are not here, we will ask the accountant to get it."

"Don't mention this." Liu Xiangdong shook his hand, not interested in paying attention to the broken gong, "I just asked, what were you calling just now?"

As soon as this new thing came out, more and more villagers were watching the fun around him gathered. Zhao Yong retreated a little.

After Huang Lijun came back, he felt that the difficulty of getting a divorce was so difficult, so the Zhao family held a plenary meeting again. Of course, just by these few people, they would definitely not think of any good idea. Until the end, Huang Lijun's last sarcasm finally inspired Zhao Jinhe.

Since the formal process is not good, let’s go public. The whole village beats the gong and lets everyone know it. Isn’t that a fait accompli? So Zhao Jinhe was afraid that the night would be long and dreams would be too long, so he asked his three sons to go out and borrow gongs from the village office first, and then he started a large tour around the village.

Seeing Liu Xiangdong's angry face and understanding that his elder brother was stupid, Zhao Qiang hurriedly smiled and stepped forward: "Secretary, my third sister is going to divorce Xiaojian..."

"What? Divorce? I don't even know. Who approved their divorce? Which bastard dares?" The tiger's body was shocked. These words fully reflected the domineering aura of the village party secretary at that time. They were completely in charge of the sky, earth and air...
Chapter completed!