After the first day of the Lunar New Year, the weather was uncharacteristically snowy. It suddenly started snowing, which caught people off guard. However, they also imagined that it would clear up in a few days.
Only Zheng Bajin knew in his heart that the weather on the first day of the new year was just a shadow of snow, and the heavy snow was still to come.
Sure enough, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. It was a rare heavy snowfall in fifty years, and it fell five inches deep.
People were immediately dumbfounded. Although the winter in Shili Village was cold every year, it snowed so heavily that it was the first time for a big girl to go to Huaqiao.
The most terrible thing is that this snow is different from before.
In the past, once it snowed, it would clear up the next day and the snow would melt. Although the melting snow is a bit colder than the snow, at least you can go out to bask in the sun and make some firewood at night, so you can get through it.
However, this time, the snow kept falling and would not melt at all. It became a snow disaster, and some dilapidated houses were almost crushed.
People looked at the firewood on the mountain and couldn't find it, so they had to go to Zheng Bajin and buy some charcoal.
At this time, Zheng Bajin also became extremely generous. He didn't have any money on hand, so he didn't count on the small amount of money from selling charcoal. However, the price increased a little, and when he met people who had no money, he safely gave it to them on credit. , they just agreed that if they still couldn’t pay the debt in autumn, they would use their family’s grain to pay off the debt.
In order to spend this winter safely, people had no choice but to listen to him.
Zheng Bajin asked Qingqing and Nian Jian'an to take charge of this matter. He wrote down the name and amount of the loan holder, and also asked people to take their fingerprints.
As for himself, he walked on the street alone and found Zhang Xiao'e and Zhang Xiaoyang.
Zhang Xiao'e's injuries were fine and she wanted to be discharged from the hospital, but Zheng Bajin refused and gave them two more quilts so that they could live in peace of mind.
Zhang Xiao'e was happy. She could live in a place with good food and drink, and still have money to pay for it, so why not do it.
However, Zhang Xiaoyang couldn't sit still for a long time. He always felt that he was sorry for being idle with Zheng Bajing's salary.
Yang Gang listened to his words and said with a smile: "Okay, in that case, you go back with me first and let your sister stay here alone. Anyway, her injury is no longer in the way. She can live independently and take care of herself. .”
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyang became a little worried again. He glanced at Zhang Xiao'e and said worriedly: "Sister, alone? Is it safe?"
"It's okay. It's come to this time. Who the hell doesn't know the truth? If you want to mess with your sister, you just can't get along with money." Zheng Bajin said with a smile.
"Don't worry. It's such a cold day and the hospital is so deserted. Who else would come here to provoke me? Besides, I've lived alone for so many years and nothing has happened." Zhang Xiao'e took the photo He patted his brother on the shoulder and said confidently.
"Okay, you can rest assured. This is the location of a market town. Besides, she is already in the hospital. Who is so stupid to dare to provoke her? Isn't it too much money?" Zheng Bajin was still a little worried when he saw Zhang Xiaoyang. , said hurriedly.
After saying that, he took Zhang Xiaoyang and left, leaving Zhang Xiao'e alone in the hospital.
Zhang Xiaoyang turned back, took a look, and said, "Sister, be careful. I will come back to see you soon."
"Go, don't worry, sister, what have you not seen before? You will definitely take care of yourself." Zhang Xiao'e reassured him, but she was very happy in her heart. It turned out that having such a younger brother who is always concerned about her is such a happy thing.
Zheng Bajin kept holding Zhang Xiaoyang's hand until he reached the street. He looked at the deserted streets, which were all covered with snow. When he stepped on them, he made a "grain-grabbing" sound.
During this period of time, I have been staying in the hospital. When I came out, I was in a hurry to buy something to eat. I actually forgot what time it was and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zheng, what day is it now?"
"The New Year has just passed, and people should have gone to the fields long ago. However, the weather this year is a bit abnormal, and it snowed heavily. Maybe this is the legendary late spring cold."
Zhang Xiaoyang discovered that this year has passed.
Looking at the thick snow, he said with some worry: "Well, it's so cold now, there's nothing to do when we go back!"
Zheng Bajin nodded and said with a smile: "By the way, so let's not go back in a hurry. I will take you to a place."
As he spoke, he stepped forward through the snow, leading the way.
Zhang Xiaoyang followed behind in confusion.
After walking two streets, the two arrived at the police station.
Zhang Xiaoyang understood Zheng Bajin's intention, and still asked a little strangely: "They didn't pay attention to it at all. If we go, it will be in vain. It must be a waste of time."
"Don't worry, this time, you have to watch out for me." Zheng Bajin said and rushed inside.
No, strictly speaking, I just walked in swaggering, for no other reason than there was no guard at all, and no one dared to cause trouble here.
Besides, who would stand at the door in such cold weather? Don't sit inside and warm yourself by the fire.
Zheng Bajin was not polite and went directly to the door of an office without knocking. He pushed hard and the door opened.
A policeman was warming himself by the fire, burning a return air stove red. As the door was pushed open, a burst of hot air hit his face.
What the man felt was a cold air being brought into the room. He looked a little unhappy. He raised his head, frowned, and asked coldly: "What are you doing?"
"That's it, comrade." Zheng Bajin said, took out a stick of grass that he had prepared in advance, handed it to the other party, and said, "Please have a cigarette. Thank you for your hard work. It's so cold in the weather. Thinking about protecting people’s safety.”
The other party did not take his cigarette, but his brows furrowed deeper and his tone became colder, just like the weather outside, and he said: "If you have anything to do, just tell me. Don't worry about it."
Zheng Bajin looked a little embarrassed, retracted his cigarette, and suddenly took out two ten-yuan bills and said, "That's it. When I brought this guy here, I picked up two bills on the ground. First, Leave it to you?"
The other party glanced at Zheng Bajin with some confusion, as if to say, is there really such a stupid person?
However, Zheng Bajin felt that the other party's attitude had obviously improved a lot.
"Can you tell me if you have anything?" The other party took the money and put it on the table on the right.
"That's right, this little brother's sister was beaten and is still living in the hospital. Now she has no money for medical treatment. He is desperate. Please make the decision for him." Zheng Bajin said with a smile.
The other person narrowed his eyes and thought, has this kid watched too many movies? Are you still an adult these days?
He glanced at the money on the table again and said, "Then why don't you give him the money you picked up?"
"Hey, it's like this. Our teachers have taught us since childhood that if we find a penny, we have to hand it over to the police. How can we put it into our own pocket?" Zheng Bajin suddenly said seriously.
The other person was stunned and thought, this is the first time for me, Li Xiaogang, to see such a cute person.
Zhang Xiaoyang was also stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say?
What he couldn't understand was that Zheng Bajin, a man who loved money as much as his life, would be willing to treat his own money as if he had found it.
No, even if I picked it up, I would pretend that I was buying it. The gods would not be able to find it when they came.
