"People always come up with a solution." Luo Tianyun looked at Ma Yingjie and laughed out loud. Ma Yingjie was most afraid of this kind of laughter. This kind of laughter without any content in the officialdom was the most difficult to understand. If the leader was not satisfied with you, he would laugh like this. If he was very satisfied with you, he would laugh like this. If there was an answer to some questions, he would laugh like this. If there was no answer to some questions, he would laugh like this. Ma Yingjie guessed that Luo Tianyun was laughing like there was no answer. Sure enough, Luo Tianyun laughed for a long time and said, "You have to ask you, Ma Yingjie. If you, Ma Yingjie, want to calm it down, isn't it easy?"
These words were very thought-provoking. Ma Yingjie frowned. Based on his understanding of Luo Tianyun, these words were definitely not to beat around the bush. Instead, they were clearly warning him not to think blindly about Qian Fuhua, not to think of any crooked ideas, and not to fan the flames. Moreover, there was a deeper meaning behind Luo Tianyun's words. If this storm couldn't be calmed down, the reason would be Ma Yingjie!
Ma Yingjie was already angry because of what Luo Tianyun said and Luo Tianyun's attitude towards Qian Fuhua. Luo Tianyun became more and more submissive and obedient. He didn't dare to face the contradiction and didn't dare to ask for the truth. If Luo Tianyun had such an attitude towards Qian Fuhua, how could Wu Du find out the truth? Who would dare to ask for the truth? However, Luo Tianyun's sudden attitude made Ma Yingjie very unhappy.
Now, Ye Xiaoqing's phone call actually said that she wanted to deal with Qian Fuhua's body. Ma Yingjie was immediately furious. He couldn't care less and asked, "Where are you?" Ma Yingjie's tone was very bad. He vented his anger on Ye Xiaoqing again. In fact, the closer you were to someone, the easier it was to vent. In the past, Luo Tianyun often vented his anger on him. During this period, there was something between him and Luo Tianyun, but he vented his anger on Ye Xiaoqing and Deng Sanxin.
"I'm at the hospital with the director." Ye Xiaoqing said.
"Wait for me, I'll be right there." After saying that, he hung up the phone and said to Peng Qingshan: "I have something to do, I'll be leaving first." Peng Qingshan wanted to pull Ma Ying Jie back, but Ma Ying Jie had already rushed far away. He shook his head and watched Ma Ying Jie's back as he left. He sighed deeply.
Ma Yingjie went straight to the hospital. The hospital seemed calm, but this calmness was obviously fake. It was artificially created. When Ma Yingjie arrived at the hospital, there were a few people standing at the entrance. Based on his experience, Ma Yingjie immediately recognized that they were plainclothes police officers. Great, even the police were called out. This was quite a force. Ma Yingjie drove the car directly to the morgue. From afar, he saw the Petition Bureau Chief Hong Liang, two deputy bureau chiefs, and a leader of the Public Security Bureau outside. They were chatting and laughing. Someone must have told a joke. Hong Liang couldn't help but laugh until his whole body was crooked. The deputy bureau chief was afraid that he would choke, so he quickly handed him a bottle of water. Ma Yingjie looked at this scene and suddenly felt a burning pain in his heart. When did we respect a life? When did we treat the lives of ordinary people as our own?
The car stopped for a long time before Ma Yingjie walked out of the car. It should be dark at night, but because this was the largest hospital in Wu Du, it was brightly lit. Ma Yingjie immediately saw all the expressions of these people. These expressions made him feel an indescribable feeling and heaviness. He then realized that Peng Qingshan had known about this a long time ago, but he was pretending not to know.
Hong Liang was the first to see Ma Yingjie. He walked over and greeted the Secretary General. Ma Yingjie snorted and didn't give Hong Liang a good look. Hong Liang didn't feel awkward and continued to follow him enthusiastically. On the other side, Ye Xiaoqing and Deng Sanxin also saw him. They were busy comforting the family members and didn't rush over. Ma Yingjie's eyes met with Ye Xiaoqing's and then immediately separated. He started to ponder about Hong Liang.
After Dong Yuan and Qu Yaping came, Ma Yingjie called Hong Liang and wanted to talk to him alone. At that time, he didn't think of what to do and didn't want to interfere. He just wanted to ask Hong Liang what the Letter and Calls Bureau was planning. Hong Liang didn't pick up the phone. After calling many times, he finally picked up. When Ma Yingjie mentioned this, Hong Liang immediately laughed and said, "Secretary General, this is the responsibility of the stability maintenance team. We are just helping. All the ideas are in their heads. We don't have any ideas at all. We don't dare to have any. "When Ma Yingjie heard this, he knew that he had hit a wall called slyness. Hong Liang wasn't the original Hong Liang. He could speak in a bureaucratic tone and beat around the bush. He then gave up on the idea of asking further. After exchanging views with Peng Qingshan, Ma Yingjie was even more wary of this person. One shouldn't have the intention to harm others, but one must always be on guard against others. In the officialdom, one might be a friend for a while, but in the blink of an eye, they could become an opponent or an enemy. It depended on how the situation changed, who your opponent was, and more importantly, your weight in the officialdom. Hong Liang's treatment of him proved that, at the moment, in Wu Du, Ma Yingjie was lighter than others.
In the officialdom, no one was willing to admit that they were lighter or lower than others. Even though the truth was right there, in their hearts, everyone longed to be superior to others, to be valued and supported. Ma Yingjie was the same. To put it bluntly, he was also a layman, sometimes even to the point of being frightening.
The dirt in the depths of our hearts couldn't be cleaned up in a day or two. On the contrary, the secular society and the dirty reality would be like a stain board, constantly smearing layers of stains on our already dirty hearts. One day, we suddenly realized that our hearts could no longer see their original colors. They had become stained and unbearable to look at.
No one could escape this calamity, even if we always flaunted how clean we were.
The only thing we could do was to stop from time to time and spare some time to clean up the sludge in our minds, to wash away the stink of money from our feet, so that it could be as far away from the filth as possible.
Ma Yingjie let out a long sigh. Being an official was not tiring, but being an official with a conscience was really tiring.
Recently, Deng Sanxin and Ye Xiaoqing had told him a lot about Hong Liang. Hong Liang had been in frequent contact with several secretaries in the province. Deng Sanxin also said that Hong Liang was about to be promoted, and maybe he would be on an equal footing with Ma Yingjie. This was very likely. The variable in officialdom was whether or not you could seize the opportunity at the critical moment. If you seized the opportunity, you would at least take ten years of detours compared to others. Ten years! How could it not be a temptation for those who struggled in the officialdom but couldn't see any hope?
Thinking of this, Ma Yingjie shook his head and asked Hong Liang, "How do you plan to deal with it?"
"We've already discussed it with the family. The body can't be left there anymore. Not only will it cost a lot of money, it will also be disrespectful to the dead." Hong Liang approached Ma Yingjie and said.
Hong Liang could actually talk about expenses, and in such a calm manner, as if expenses were more important than a life. Ma Yingjie looked at Hong Liang's open and closed mouth. He wanted to rush over and punch him, but he held back.
"What about the cause of death? Did you tell the family about it? How did he die?" Ma Yingjie held back for a while, but in the end, he couldn't hold back and asked this question that he shouldn't have asked.
"There's nothing to say about it. It was a normal death. His heart wasn't good. The family also admitted it." Hong Liang said confidently.
"The family also admitted it?" Ma Yingjie was so surprised that he almost laughed out loud. But then, he began to face reality and began to think coldly. Under normal circumstances, the family would make a fuss, attack, and constantly make all kinds of demands. They might even threaten to kill themselves. For the government, this was what they were most afraid of. Now, as long as there were no deaths, everything could be covered up. But when there were deaths … But after Qian Fuhua's death, the family's behavior was very abnormal. They almost didn't take any drastic measures. What Ma Yingjie knew was that Qian Fuhua's wife went to the City Hall to look for Luo Tianyun, but she only talked for half an hour before she obediently went back. Li Huiling had mentioned to him that the Qian family didn't have many people. Qian Fuhua had two children. His son was called Qian Gang. Last year, he was driving drunk and killed someone. He was sentenced to three years in prison. His daughter had just entered high school. Ma Yingjie looked up and saw Qian Fuhua's wife and sixteen-year-old daughter kneeling by the wall. They were burning joss paper and wiping their tears. He couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly understood that not every family could afford to make a fuss, and not everyone could take the step of appealing to the higher authorities when they encountered injustice. Things that were easy in the eyes of the strong were difficult for the weak to take even a single step.
No one from the village came, not even a relative of the Qian family. There were only two helpers in the hospital, Deng Sanxin and Ye Xiaoqing.
Ma Yingjie was more and more puzzled. What was going on? Soon, he understood that it wasn't that people didn't come, but that someone didn't let them come. With this thought in mind, his eyes returned to Hong Liang's face again.
Hong Liang avoided Ma Yingjie's eyes. No matter how experienced he was, he couldn't help but feel guilty in front of Ma Yingjie. He said to the hospital's deputy director, "Report the situation to the secretary general. I'm sorry that such a small matter has alarmed the secretary general."
The hospital's deputy director stammered, "Secretary general, the patient has a congenital heart disease. This time, it happened too quickly. We tried our best to save him, but in the end, we couldn't …"
"Got it." Ma Yingjie almost angrily interrupted the deputy director. He didn't come to interrogate. The person was already dead. What was the use of interrogating! He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Qian Fuhua's wife sadly. Qian Fuhua's wife was an honest rural woman. She wasn't even 50 years old, but she was already very old. People who lived their whole lives in the wind and rain, which one of them didn't grow old? Which one of them didn't have a layer of wind and frost on them? In fact, half of the wind and frost was applied by them. This was what Ma Yingjie felt every time he came to Qiu Jiawan!
Half of their achievements were made with their mouths, and the other half was made with the blood and sweat of the people. Ma Yingjie suddenly remembered that Situ Lan once said something sarcastic to him. He felt that he was a bit despicable today. He knew that he couldn't help the Qian family, but he still pretended to come and advocate for justice. Ma Yingjie was about to turn around and escape when the phone rang. He picked it up and heard that it was his boss, Luo Tianyun.
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