Yan Xiao was once again sent down to collect news.

In the words of the editor-in-chief, young people should come out to exercise first, have more contact with the grassroots frontline, and have face-to-face contact with current affairs news from paper to current affairs, which helps to cultivate a journalistic vision and has a positive effect on review.

Thinking of the recent manuscripts that have been killed one after another, Yan Xiao couldn't help but sigh, the road is long, he raised a hand and patted his shoulder, laughing and talking to himself, young man, still need to work hard!

From the morning market to the street, from the street to the park, along the way, there are people in the vegetable market who bargain for pennies, people who take dogs out for a walk on the street corner, square dancers in the park, everywhere is peaceful, and even the local community forum that I added after consulting the old reporter is very quiet. After slipping away all morning, Yanxiao felt that she really didn't know what to write, and it was another day of no gain......

As the weather begins to get colder in late autumn, people on the streets have changed their light autumn clothes to heavy and warm winter clothes. "Ahh Standing on the side of the road worriedly, Yan Xiao sneezed, miscalculated, the temperature dropped today, and the clothes were too thin.

Looking at the bubble tea shop in front, the large bright floor-to-ceiling windows seem to reveal a trace of warm and sweet taste. tightened the coat on his body, trotted a few steps with a smile, and got into the bubble tea shop.

Holding a cup of hot milk tea and sitting on the window seat, taking a sip, Yan Xiao couldn't help but sigh, when it was cold, it was really the most comfortable cup of hot milk tea.

Transparent floor-to-ceiling windows block out the wind, but receive sunlight. The coldness gradually faded on his body, the sun was warm, and the smile of holding milk tea was a little drowsy. It's all to blame for He Mengmeng's guy, who didn't need to revise the draft last night and could go to bed early, but she was pulled by her who had just broken up with her boyfriend and chatted until midnight, crying while talking, the miserable and miserable appearance of pear blossoms with rain really made Yanxiao unable to refuse.

was looking out in a daze, but a person walking by the side of the road suddenly sobered up.

The long figure is wearing a dark coat, although he has a cold face, he still can't hide the picturesque eyebrows. The man carried a paper bag in his left hand, and held a bunch of bellflower flowers in his arms in his right hand, and the tactful lingering flower branches and plain white flowers poked their heads out of his arms, and peculiarly neutralized his cold and hard temperament at the moment, and with a long step, it attracted the girl passing by the road to look back.

Simple business.

He walked very fast, and in a short time, he had disappeared from the field of vision. I'm in such a hurry, still holding flowers, are you going on a date? It seems that he has never only seen the uncle alone, and a suspicious sourness suddenly appeared in his heart, I really don't know what kind of girl it will be to iron this man's wounded and closed heart?

was thinking wildly, and suddenly heard the mess on the other side, Yanxiao stood up and looked over, only to find that the gate of the opposite police station was full of people.

The news is coming! Yan Xiao was a little excited.

At the door of the police station, two policemen were taking a young woman out of the car and preparing to walk to the police station, when suddenly a middle-aged woman screamed and threw herself at the young woman with messy hair. When Yanxiao walked over, he saw such a scene.

After being stopped, the middle-aged woman was still a little reluctant, and shouted at the two policemen, "Comrade, you must lock her up and send her to prison, this woman is a madman, her husband is still a murderer, and the family is not a good thing!" Have pity on my wounded son. After saying that, he didn't care about the people around him, he sat on the ground and cried.

"Auntie, we will investigate what the situation is, now we are going to bring people back to the office, please don't interfere with official business."

The policeman's reminder made the middle-aged woman look stupid, got up from the ground with a bone, dragged the little boy who came with her out of the crowd, and lowered her head and yelled at the little boy as she walked, "Go!" Come on! Go see your unproductive daddy! ”

"This old woman still has a face, who doesn't know what kind of virtue her son is in the neighborhood?"

"That's it! If you want me to say that this Huilian slashed her son right, she should have hacked him to death at that time, and it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. ”

Hearing the heated discussion in the crowd of onlookers, Yan Xiao was curious, the first time I heard that there were still people applauding the slashing, what was the secret in it?

Thinking of this, Yanxiao stepped forward, and after briefly explaining the intention, those few people heard that it was from the newspaper, and they scrambled to explain the situation at that time.

After listening slowly, Yanxiao finally understood the whole thing.

It turned out that this Huilian's full name was Liu Huilian, and her husband was arrested and sent to prison a few years ago because he was driving a truck and killed someone on the road. Now that she is left alone with her six-year-old daughter, she has set up a stall in a nearby market to sell bits and pieces. The middle-aged woman who sprinkled at the door of the police station was called Ma Ying, who also opened a small store in the market, her husband had just died two years ago, and she had a son Hong Qiang, who was in her thirties, and she was drinking and gambling all day long, and her wife divorced him angrily, leaving a ten-year-old son. This Hong Qiang sometimes takes advantage of the fact that he is short of money and steals when he is wandering around the market, and the neighbors around him also know his virtue, so he dares to be angry and dare not speak out because of the many years of neighborhood.

In the morning, Liu Huilian brought her daughter over to set up a stall, Ma Ying watched the store in the market while guarding her grandson, the child was playful, when Ma Ying was busy collecting money, her grandson Hong Xiaobao slipped out of the store while her grandmother was not paying attention, and ran into Liu Huilian's daughter Zhao Wenwen when she ran crazy in the market. If you want to say that this child with poor education is a mouthful, Hong Xiaobao also followed his father's unobtrusive morality, and when he saw Zhao Wenwen, he leaned up and asked, "My grandma and my father said that you are the daughter of a murderer, is it true?" ”

Children who grow up in single-parent families are always more sensitive, and Zhao Wenwen heard this and fought with ten-year-old Hong Xiaobao. When Liu Huilian found her daughter, Zhao Wenwen was being pressed to the ground and beaten by Hong Xiaobao, Liu Huilian stepped forward and ripped Hong Xiaobao off and asked him to apologize, and Ma Ying, who had seen it early in the morning but did not stop it, said in a weird manner, "Children are just playing, as for being so serious?" Hong Xiaobao also relied on her grandmother's support and shouted, "The murderer's daughter, I don't want to apologize!" ”

At this point, Liu Huilian can be regarded as completely seeing that this old man is clearly bullying their mother and daughter, taking advantage of Ma Ying's smugness and inattention, she pulled Hong Xiaobao out from behind her, and slapped her over, which happened to be looked at by Hong Qiang, who had just entered the market.

Seeing that the baby who was reluctant to scold from childhood to adulthood was beaten, Hong Qiang immediately rushed up and pulled Liu Huilian, thinking about how strong a woman can be, Hong Qiang pressed her and asked her to kneel down and apologize to her mother and son, seeing that she didn't comply, she whispered something in Liu Huilian's ear, with an obscene face, and also attacked her in front of everyone. Liu Huilian was humiliated, pulled out a kitchen knife from the stall behind her, and slashed directly at Hong Qiang's arm, Hong Qiang didn't expect this woman to be so strong, and her arm was bleeding like a torrent, and some of the onlookers at the scene applauded and some gave him a thumbs up, but no one helped him call an ambulance, until Ma Ying screamed and called the police with his mobile phone.

On the way back to the club, Yan Xiao thought about the whole thing, and sighed with a sigh, this Hong Qiang's family is really mixed enough, bullying Liu Huilian's orphans and widows, but this Liu Huilian is also a powerful woman, living alone with children, and in the face of such a bastard, she is unambiguous. Thinking of the manuscript that has fallen tonight, how should I write it? Yanxiao quickened his pace and walked towards the club.