Father Mohan didn't say much. He didn't care that Wang Dengming said it would be fine in the short term. He couldn't wait to come back. He was a priest. If the priest was not in the church, how could he be called a priest?
The church case has come to an end for the time being.
No one knows what happened in the church, including Wang Dengming, who is still in the dark. He just suspects that it was the weasel who did it. Whether it is, this kind of thing is too mysterious, and there is no other reasonable explanation. Before, just think of it as yes and no as no.
To know the truth, the old hunter is the only insider, so we don’t know when he will restore his normal nerves.
In a few days, it will be Christmas, and the police officers in the police station are getting excited, except Wang Dengming.
But Senxi was very interested and had to do something new. She suggested that the two of them dress up as Santa Claus to deliver gifts to the children, and Wang Dengming agreed.
Before Christmas, the police station bought a big Christmas tree, and Akiello and Garcia were decorating it.
Wang Dengming did not participate. Wang Dengming left all Christmas matters to Aqiluo.
Wang Dengming is waiting for the New Year. The Chinese Spring Festival is what he really thinks about.
However, for Westerners, Christmas is their New Year's Eve.
In the United States, the Christmas dinner is extremely sumptuous. All kinds of delicacies are delicious, delicious, and delicious, so the Christmas dinner is also called the Christmas dinner. On the dining table, yellow circles of fresh orange slices herald good wishes. Roses, walnuts, cinnamon and brightly colored fruits are traditional Christmas table decorations. The most important dish of Christmas dinner is the indispensable traditional dish - roast turkey. In the eyes of Westerners, it wouldn’t be a Christmas dinner without roast turkey. Some Westerners are also accustomed to putting a whole roast suckling pig on the Christmas dinner table. People in the United Kingdom and the United States also like to put an apple in the pig's mouth. This habit may have originated from some larger families, because only large families could possibly eat a pig. Later, some people who paid attention to pomp and circumstance also followed suit when treating Christmas guests. Desserts after dinner usually include plums, puddings, mince pies, etc. People in the United Kingdom and the United States believe that eating these foods will bring good luck and good fortune. In the United States, there is another special food in the Christmas dinner - roasted polenta, with a layer of cream on top and some fruits, which is sweet, delicious and unique.
Wang Dengming doesn't want to eat roasted polenta with a layer of cream on top and some fruit condiments on Christmas Day.
I have been in the United States for four years. Maybe I am old-fashioned, maybe I am inflexible, and I am stubborn. As Fedeli said, my integration into the melting pot of America is slow.
In his usual living habits and dietary rules, he looks like a Chinese. He likes spicy food, stinky tofu, Lao Gan Ma, pickled mustard... Just like the police station meetings, he always uses Chinese style opening remarks and Chinese style emphasis on training. Man, he likes others to call him a leader, and the leader works hard and so on.
He is still an authentic Chinese, an alternative policeman who has not yet become an American citizen.
Every Christmas, Wang Dengming is pretty much the same as usual. In previous years, every Christmas when the police needed to be strengthened on the streets, Wang Dengming and his partner Kadinglei would leisurely patrol the streets, telling jokes and dirty jokes.
Now that Kadinglei is gone, Wang Dengming will naturally think of him.
To be honest, when I came to Alasgumeng Town, the old police officer Kadinglei was the most helpful and caring to Wang Dengming. He was like a friend and elder brother, asking Wang Dengming to pay attention to this and that, like an old woman. , looking back now, what a happy thing it was.
Christmas Eve, Christmas Eve.
Tonight, the town is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere.
There is only one patrolling policeman in the town, Chief Wang Dengming.
He wears a red hat, a big white beard, a red cotton coat, red boots, and carries a big bag with gifts.
Sensi, dressed the same as him, had a bigger red bag filled with candies, toys, and some weird gifts for children.
Santa Claus, who needs a sleigh pulled by deer to fly in the sky, enters the house through the chimney from house to house, and then secretly puts the gifts in the socks on the bedside of the good children, or piles them under the Christmas tree next to the fireplace.
Wang Dengming didn't have such ability. He and Senxi walked on foot, even though there were still some light snowflakes floating in the sky.
But he knew which family had children, how old they were, how many there were, whether they were boys or girls. It could be said that if there was anyone in Gumeng Town, Ala., who was most qualified to dress up as Santa Claus and deliver gifts to the children, it would be Wang Dengming. genus.
When the children were almost asleep, Wang Dengming and Senxi worked tirelessly carrying big bags and quietly placing beautifully wrapped Christmas gifts at the door and fence of each child's home.
Wang Dengming is very proud of these gifts, more than 60% of which are Made in China.
Every time a gift was given, Senxi would happily kiss Wang Dengming and say, she was very happy. Why was she happy? She said, she was just happy.
Some children slept late. When they saw Santa Claus from the window, they rushed out excitedly to collect Christmas gifts. The children's screams of joy made Wang Dengming happy.
They started at eleven o'clock in the evening and lasted until two o'clock in the morning before distributing the Christmas gifts.
When the bag was empty, Senxi was still satisfied and said that he should buy more.
Wang Dengming said that it can continue next year, so don’t worry.
Sensi suddenly hugged him tightly. She said, can I still be alive next year? I might stay in prison next year...
Wang Dengming didn't know how to answer, he just hugged her and gave her warmth. Apart from warmth, he could give her nothing now. He also knew that once spring came, he and Senxi would face a life and death crisis.
The two hugged each other on the quiet and empty street for a long, long time.
