Police Chen Shu

My wife’s grandfather is well-known in the neighborhood for his ingenuity. The house has a complete set of hand-made solar energy equipment. Except for the fact that the air conditioner cannot hold it, it is basically self-sufficient.

He is almost 90 years old. He likes to use his computer to shop online most on weekdays. He averages one express delivery per day. Unpacking boxes and discussing products with online store customer service are among his few hobbies.

Due to the surfing environment in our country, there were always computer problems, and then I made my debut.

The questions were all simple, just three times, five, and two, and it was over. The two of them just sat and chatted for the rest of the time.

The topics were very diverse, and we talked about everything, from astronomy and geography to every corner of the street. The most interesting thing is that he always criticizes the shortcomings of his daughter and son-in-law, my father-in-law and mother-in-law, in front of me, and then asks me to be more considerate.

Then something happened to me and I was short of money, and my life was very unsatisfactory. But I am a person who is obsessed with saving face. If I don’t want to speak up, I will just bear it.

Then one day, he took out a bank card and said that it was all his own retirement savings and that his wife and children had nothing to do with it. He told me to just take it and use it without feeling any pressure.

I still remember the way he waved his hands and spoke.

"Lending money is borrowing money, giving money is giving money..."

Now I am sitting on the sofa in the living room outside his house typing, looking back on the past, the most impressive thing is the scene when I first met him.

I didn't know him at that time, but he knew about the existence of such a prospective grandson-in-law from my wife's mouth.

Then one hot afternoon, I was standing on the side of the road on duty, and I saw an old man with white hair changing directions and wandering next to me.

Earlier I had tried to disguise myself by walking on a zebra crossing, but then I stopped pretending and approached me directly and complained about how I drove a motorcycle into the city without a license decades ago and was confiscated by the traffic police.

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After working in our profession for a long time, we thought we were used to life and death, and we took separation lightly. Mentally, I always feel that if something happens to me, I will be able to stand firm and not panic.

In fact, this is only half true.

Standing still, panicked.

Brothers, please forgive me these days.