Mrs. Bai also heard about Boss Wang's death. At first, she also thought that her husband couldn't bear to see her and her son being bullied, so he got up from the ground to avenge them. But she soon changed her mind.
When she was washing clothes in the morning, she found that there was a large bloodstain on her son's clothes. She didn't see this bloodstain when she saw her son yesterday. This bloodstain must have been made last night. She knew it was not good. She ran to the kitchen to check again and found that the kitchen knife she usually used to cut vegetables was missing.
Mrs. Bai was scared. She immediately thought of Boss Wang's death. Then she thought of the bloodstain on her son's clothes and the missing kitchen knife. It was obvious that Boss Wang was killed by her son, Xiaochuan.
Although Mrs. Bai was scared, she was not stupid. She knew that people had to pay with their lives, no matter who they were or how old they were. Since ancient times, it was natural for people to pay with their lives. Mrs. Bai had seen Bao Qingtian many times, so she knew this.
She immediately cut her son's bloody clothes into pieces with a pair of scissors and threw them into the manure pit. Then, she used a long stick to poke them into the manure pit. She then took out an old kitchen knife from home, polished it, and put it in the place where the old kitchen knife used to be.
When these things were just finished, the police came in. They said that they came to investigate. As soon as they entered the house, a group of policemen began to search the house, especially the kitchen and the woodshed. They searched very carefully. They found all the kitchen knives, firewood knives, and sickles and took them away.
Mrs. Bai knew that her son had killed someone, and the police must have come to find evidence. But she was not afraid now. Her son had gone to school, and she had destroyed his bloody clothes. She also took a spare kitchen knife. As long as they didn't find the knife, the police couldn't do anything to them.
The police really couldn't do anything to them. The search at their house was just a routine check. The police at the police station had checked all the families in the village who were suspected of committing the crime. The 24 workers at the mine were the most important, and they were the ones who were checked the most strictly.
However, after more than a week of thorough investigation, the police had no clue at all. The 24 workers had been eliminated, and the target was the village closest to the coal mine. However, several gangsters in the village had evidence to prove that they were at home that night, and those who weren't at home were playing mahjong or poker in the small shop in the village. They didn't have the guts to kill Boss Wang, and even if they did, they didn't have the time to do it. Unless they could fly, they could kill Boss Wang quickly, rob him of his money, and fly back to the village.
However, this was clearly illogical. If he were to write such a report, he would probably be scolded to death by the director. Since the hooligans in the village had no motive to commit the crime, the only one who had a motive would be the orphans and widows of the Shi family.
But a widow without the strength to truss a chicken, and a child who was still in elementary school, could you believe that they had that kind of ability? It was impossible for them to kill an adult man, so the police station didn't investigate Mrs. Bai and Shi Yongchuan further.
The case came to a dead end. The police station investigated for a few months without any clues. Later, the police station chief was transferred, and the case was put on hold. It became the first cold case in the village in the new century, and it was still unsolved.
In the summer of the second year after Wang Shaohua's death, Shi Yongchuan graduated from elementary school in the village. In order to take better care of him, Mrs. Bai moved to the county with him and rented a single room. Mrs. Bai worked in a small workshop on the street all day, making embroidery needles. Shi Yongchuan officially changed his surname from Shi to Bai. From then on, he was called Bai Yongchuan.
Spring passed and autumn came. Bai Yongchuan was 17 years old and a senior in high school. At that time, the army came to the school to recruit soldiers. Bai Yongchuan's grades were not very good, so he told his mother that he wanted to drop out of school to be a soldier. Mrs. Bai didn't agree at first.
Ever since her husband left, Mrs. Bai had been working day and night to support the family. During the day, she would go to the needle factory to work, and at night, she would go home to cook dinner for her son. After her son finished his evening study, Mrs. Bai would take out her embroidery needle, put on her spectacles, and embroider. That way, she could earn some pocket money.
Every time this happened, Mrs. Bai liked to watch her son do his homework while doing embroidery. There was no man in the family. Although they lived a poor life, at least they were safe. But now her son didn't want to go to school, but wanted to join the army. This made Mrs. Bai sad for a while. In the end, she couldn't argue with her son, so she agreed.
In fact, Bai Yongchuan had wanted to be a soldier for a long time. When he killed Wang Shaohua with a knife that night, he already had an idea. That was, he wanted to practice good kung fu, so that he could help the weak and fight against the bullies and become a figure like Sun Wukong.
Now the army came to the school to recruit soldiers. His opportunity finally came. He could finally have the opportunity to join the army and learn those real Kung Fu. Bai Yongchuan was very excited. He was stubborn with his mother. No matter what she said, he didn't want to go to school. He just wanted to be a soldier. Finally, his mother compromised and became a glorious soldier of the People's Liberation Army.
But after entering the army, Bai Yongchuan knew how painful it was to be a soldier. In the few months he was in the recruit company, he had to undergo inhuman torture every day. Every day's training made him so tired that he wanted to lie down on the bed and sleep. At this time, he began to miss his mother. He thought of his mother's kindness, his mother's cooking, his mother's delicious dishes, and his mother's meticulous care.
Time flies. The short two years of compulsory service soon ended. Bai Yongchuan took more than 30,000 yuan of retirement pay and returned to his hometown. When he walked to the door of his house with a military bag on his back, Mrs. Bai happened to be cooking dinner.
It was still the same narrow single room, still the same dim light emitted by the 20-watt light bulb, still the same familiar figure, but this figure had changed. She became more and more stooped and bent.
At this moment, Bai Yongchuan finally couldn't bear it anymore. He choked and called out, "Mom!"
Mrs. Bai was cooking noodles alone in the kitchen, which could only allow one person to turn around. Her son had joined the army. Every night, she would casually cook. In the past two years, she rarely cooked two dishes at night. Usually, she would cook a vegetable dish, a bottle of Lao Gan Ma, and a bowl of white rice. This was her dinner.
Today, there was no rice at home. Mrs. Bai took a small bundle of noodles from the cupboard and was ready to casually cook. But when she was cooking noodles, she heard a familiar voice.
It was her son! Her son was back. Mrs. Bai ran out of the kitchen excitedly. The noodles in her hands were scattered all over the floor. As soon as she ran out of the kitchen door, she saw a familiar body and a familiar face in front of her.
It was her son. Her son was back. Tears instantly flowed down Mrs. Bai's cheeks. Two years, 24 months, more than 700 days and nights. Her son, whom she had missed day and night, was finally back in front of her. Mrs. Bai hugged her son's body and sobbed softly.
Bai Yongchuan also cried. He was a man who hadn't shed a tear in ten years. He was a man who had bled and sweated in the army but never shed a tear. At this moment, his tears fell like rain. He hadn't cried in ten years. Since his father died, Bai Yongchuan hadn't shed a single tear. But today, he cried! He cried very loudly and willfully!
Her son was back. Mrs. Bai also returned to her former glory. She smiled when she met people at work. She also had a smile on her face when she went to the market to buy rice and vegetables. But the happy days didn't last long. Bai Yongchuan began to feel annoyed.
He couldn't find a job. He was a compulsory soldier. He didn't get promoted to sergeant or stay in the army. So he could only retire and go home. At first, he wanted to find a job in the county town. But no matter how hard he tried, people didn't want him because of his low education and low level of education.
Of course, some units still wanted him. Some factories hired security guards, and they liked young men like him who had just retired. Bai Yongchuan also went to a few interviews. But when it came to salary, the two sides couldn't reach an agreement. The factory's leader was only willing to pay 1,200 yuan a month and only one meal. This was very difficult for Bai Yongchuan to accept. He thought that he was an outstanding soldier who retired from the Tiger Company. Why would they only give him such a low salary? It was obvious that they looked down on him.
So, things didn't work out. Bai Yongchuan wandered around the county town for more than a month. He went to hundreds of interviews, but no one was willing to hire him. It was either his low education or his low salary. Those that Bai Yongchuan liked, they didn't like him. Those that they liked, Bai Yongchuan didn't like. So, Comrade Xiao Bai started to open a business again.
After discussing with his mother, he took out his retirement pension of 30,000 yuan. His mother also gave him 10,000 yuan. In total, he had 40,000 yuan. Bai Yongchuan took the 40,000 yuan and resolutely started a street barbecue business.
He spent 8,000 yuan to buy a whole set of utensils and went to the market to buy a lot of meat. After dinner at 6 pm, he rode his tricycle to the barbecue street to start his business. The first day's business was very good. Many people came to support him. This was because his mutton and other things were real and fresh. Also, the price was cheaper than other shops. On the first day, when he closed the stall, he carefully counted the money. After deducting the cost, he made more than 300 yuan. He was very happy. At this rate, it wouldn't be a problem to make 10,000 yuan a month!
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