"Jinjing, your uncle... It's Chu Chengbai. He has already been detained. It's because my grandfather was too stubborn back then and didn't notice his strangeness..." Every old man Chu said. The words, like a sharp sword, stabbed into Chu Jin's heart.
Chu Jin held his breath and continued to look at the information in front of him.
This stack of documents explains the ins and outs of the accident back then.
Through the middleman, Chu Chengbai indirectly bribed the driver to get rid of Chu Jin's mother.
Chu Chengbai was already crazy at that time. Perhaps, he was mentally abnormal a long time ago. He transferred all his hatred for his father to his eldest brother's wife, Sun Qiuyu. His dependent brother "snatched" it away.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Chu Chengbai spent 50 yuan and asked Chu's great aunt, who loves money like her life, to call Sun Qiuyu, saying that there was an urgent matter at home and asked Sun Qiuyu to help.
The aunt didn't even ask the reason, and called someone directly.
Coincidentally, in order to take Chu Jin to the Lantern Festival in time for the Lantern Festival night, Chu Chengmin took a break with his colleagues and left work early.
Chu Chengmin, who had just arrived home, was worried that his wife would go out alone. He was afraid that his uncle and brother's family would do something wrong, so he went out with his wife.
Then, misfortune happened...
At that time, the old man Chu had gradually tightened his financial support for Chu Chengbai because he learned that his younger son was doing mischief outside every day, hanging out with friends and friends and not doing serious things.
In the end, Chu Chengbai, who didn't achieve his goal and didn't get any benefit, went abroad for a period of time after selling the property and real estate left by Chu Jin's parents.
When Chu Chengbai returned to Beijing, he would have long forgotten that Qizhou had a nephew who was left alone.
Such a bastard is indeed not something that a human can do.
Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.
Chu Jin finished reading the material and closed the folder.
He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then Chu Jin raised his head and asked Old Master Chu coldly, "How will Chu Chengbai be sentenced?"
Old Man Chu looked at the young man standing upright in the cold wind, and then thought of his younger son who had done all the good and bad things. In addition to heartache, he felt more self-blame.
After a long delay, Mr. Chu, who had mixed feelings, said slowly: "Chu Chengbai and the bribed driver have both committed the crime of intentional injury. I consulted a lawyer, intentional injury caused death, according to the seriousness of the circumstances, it may be sentenced imprisonment for more than ten years, life imprisonment, or ... death."
"That is to say, Chu Chengbai and that driver might not die?" After Chu Jin heard the words of Old Man Chu, his tone was as cold as the north wind shaved in the twelfth lunar month, which made people shudder.
Song Qiaoxi stood beside Chu Jin and looked up at him.
The sixteen-year-old boy's delicate face did not contain too many expressions, and his dark eyes revealed undisguised hatred.
The old man Chu was at a loss for words. He really couldn't answer this question.
He couldn't give his grandson a definite answer. What Mr. Chu can do now is to believe in the law, and believe that the law will give fairness and justice to his eldest son and daughter-in-law.
After handing over his younger son to the police, Mr. Chu stated that he would not interfere in this case.
If the final sentence is...
Even if he was sentenced to the death penalty that he least wanted to see, the old man Chu could only accept it.
When a person gets old and loses a son, and then loses another, even if he is an "evil son", he is still his own son after all.
To be able to accept it completely openly, I am afraid it is very difficult to do.
But Chu Youhe has accepted the worst, both intellectually and emotionally.
"Master Sun, as soon as the old man got the news here, he immediately sent someone to find the location of the second young master. He immediately controlled him, and then called the police and handed him over to the police." Mingzhe saw that the old man Chu was speechless, It seemed that he felt that his master was wronged, so he hurriedly explained a few words for Mr. Chu.
Mingzhe said bitterly: "But Master Sun, the specific sentencing result, the old man is definitely not clear, but the old man and the police have already stated that he will never interfere in the second young master's matter, and all the results still have to wait for the trial and the process. "
With a tensed face, Chu Jin put the folder in front of his parents' tombstone, squatted down to face the tombstone and said softly, "I don't have any excessive demands for killing people. Also, please call me by my name in the future, no Call me Master again."
Chu Jin's appearance was extraordinarily calm.
For nine years, he has been striving for an answer, and when this answer is in his hands, the scars in the boy's heart still cannot be repaired.
At the moment, a thought even popped into his mind.
If the law cannot notarize the sanctions against Chu Chengbai, then wait for the day when Chu Chengbai is released from prison...
"Killing is to pay for one's life. It's just as natural as paying a debt." Song Qiaoxi's voice was soft, with a hint of sweetness unique to a girl's voice.
She squatted down, straightened the flowers placed in front of Chu Jin's parents' tombstones, and gently stroked the young and beautiful figure of Chu Jin's mother engraved on the tombstone.
"Aunt Sun, Uncle Chu, you can rest assured. The real murderer has been found. If the murderer does not get the punishment he deserves, we will take up the legal weapon and continue to appeal, and we will definitely give you justice." Song Qiaoxi stared at Looking at the photos of Uncle Chu and Aunt Sun on the tombstone, he said seriously.
Chu Jin was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight after a moment of silence, and said to Mr. Chu, "Thank you for bringing the materials. Can I keep this material?"
The old man Chu opened his mouth, and finally only issued a "um".
Chu Jin saw that Mr. Chu couldn't stand still, and said in a deep voice, "You are too old, go back to rest early, I want to stay with my parents for a while."
Song Qiaoxi raised her head and watched Old Man Chu, with Mingzhe's help, walk down the stairs with difficulty to the entrance of the cemetery. The old man would look back at them from time to time.
The old man has inconvenient legs and feet. He must have walked through the entrance and spent several times more time and effort than normal people.
She remembered that Chu Jin had just said that he wanted to stay with Uncle Chu and Aunt Sun for a while.
The little girl then stood up from the tombstone, ready to walk a little further, leaving him alone time with his uncle and aunt.
Stamping and stomping, in the winter, after squatting for a short while, Song Qiaoxi felt numb in her legs and feet.
"I didn't let you go..." Chu Jin said, looking straight into her eyes.
"Ah?" Song Qiaoxi blinked, "I thought you wanted to talk to your uncle and aunt alone."
Chu Jin's hand was warm and warm, covering her cool little hand.
"I think... with you, can you stay with me for a while?" The boy has completely changed his voice. In Song Qiaoxi's ear, it sounds like a man's magnetic voice.
"Of course you can." Song Qiaoxi agreed generously, and patted him on the shoulder to make a good appearance, "Whoever we are with, I can do anything with you."
Chu Jin laughed dumbly.
The two stood in front of Chu Jin's parents' tombstones, the boy's eyebrows lowered, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
The little girl held it back for a while, but she couldn't bear the nature of her words, and began to play with the boy's hand and muttered: "Uncle and auntie, Chu Jin has grown up, you have seen it over the years, my parents raised him well. Well, although he still doesn't like eating meat as much as he was a child, it doesn't prevent him from growing up tall, does it
Did you know that he is now 1.83 meters tall, 20 centimeters taller than me!
Ah, yes! This time, I want to tell you that the school starts in September this year, and we are going to Beijing to go to high school. You can rest assured that we will go back to Qizhou to see you every year.
And wow, Chu Jin is the first in the examination class this semester, and has more than 40 points more than me in the exam. How can he be so smart
I suspect, he didn't secretly take some smart medicine, took it behind my back, hum, didn't give me it, made me a little smarter... "
When the little girl talked about the happy place, she began to dance and babble like a "Tang Monk", babbling non-stop.
I can't wait to tell Chu Jin's every move during this time to Uncle Chu and Aunt Sun who are sleeping under the tombstone.
Strange to say, it was originally a cloudy day with no sun.
But at this moment, inexplicably, the layers of clouds cracked open, and the warm sunshine shone out.
Song Qiaoxi sniffed, the winter sun was on her face, it was warm and gentle, like a cup of hot taro milk tea, and like a bag of freshly fried chestnuts.
Because of this moment of sunshine, the little mouth that had been "papa" finally stopped for a while, Song Qiaoxi raised her face and looked at Chu Jin, who was as white as a piece of paper, with a perfect profile like a sculpture.
It seemed difficult for her to associate the handsome young man in front of her with the pitiful little scarred man nine years ago.
After a moment of silence...
Chu Jin heard two murmur-like voices in his ears.
"Uncle and auntie, Chu Jin has really grown up..."
"Uncle and aunt, I will do my best to Chu, and I will be good to him for the rest of my life..."
His hands were tightly held by Song Qiaoxi's two little hands, just like when he was a child without any concept of gender.
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In 2005, the high school entrance examination in Qizhou City ended in a humid summer rainstorm.
Everyone in the "Little Gang of Five" clearly knows that they are separated and getting closer.
But at this age, fifteen, six and a half year old children are only vaguely sad about "separation".
As long as that moment doesn't really come, this group of prospective high school students will always have some crazy ideas to be happy.
It was only a few days after the summer vacation, Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao, just foreign language classmates, gathered several times.
In Qizhou in 2005, there were not many comprehensive shopping centers that could allow adolescent children to eat, drink, and play in one stop.
The places where the teenage and half-aged children often go are nothing more than the lively Quancheng Road, Quancheng Square, the mass-selling KTV that has just become popular, and the photo booth in the civil air defense mall...
On this day, several children went out to play again under the name of "junior high school classmates eat smashed rice".
Several parents also let them go out during the day to play, as long as they go home and finish dinner before dark.
After all, going to high school can be stressful, and there will never be such a carefree day.
The "Little Gang of Five" and a few classmates who are good at foreign languages made an appointment to sing KTV in the afternoon session.
After having lunch at home, they went to the top fashion place in Qizhou in 2005, the air defense mall, and took several photo stickers.
Even if Chu Jin was reluctant, he was forced into a small studio that could accommodate two or three people.
He was like a human body background board the whole time, and was disliked by Song Qiaoxi and the others.
Fortunately, people who are beautiful are invincible...
The photo stickers that had been photographed fell out from the photo outlet of the machine. Song Qiaoxi picked it up and took a look. Although Chu Jin was cold, he really had no blind spots in the photo, even with a poker face.
Several partners repeatedly shouted unfair.
Wang Junyang complained that the camera of the photo sticker was not exposed enough, and made him look like an aboriginal monkey from Africa
Ding Yi complained that the camera was reflective on the camera, and he couldn't take a picture of his deep little eyes hidden behind the glasses...
The owner of the photo stickers is very considerate to help them cut out the photos and put them in a small plastic transparent bag.
Song Qiaoxi admired the small stack of group photos in her hand, she picked up a photo with Chu Jin, which was snatched by everyone for a long time just now, and in the end, only this photo was assigned to her.
Chu Jin stood up straight, and Song Qiaoxi tilted her head just before the shutter was pressed, as if leaning on his shoulder, smiling playfully and cutely.
It looks like this, in fact, the photo of the two of them is quite good, especially myself, who smiles so nicely.
She held this photo to Chu Jin to see, "Look at you, is it beautiful?"
"Well, beautiful." Chu Jin raised his eyelids and answered her with a smile.
Song Qiaoxi: "Really?"
Chu Jin smiled deeper and rubbed her head: "Really, I'm pretty."
"..." Xixi mullet roe.
Chu Jin, is something wrong
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After taking the photos, they came to the mass-selling KTV on Quancheng Road as scheduled, and joined a few foreign language students who had a good time. The students who came were Gu Wei, Zhao Xin, Qiu Mengmeng, etc. Most of them were in the experimental class. and second class students.
Song Qiaoxi was eating a watermelon holding a small plastic plate, her brows furrowed, her eardrums ached when Wang Junyang and Ding Yi two loudly roared "Love ING".
After finally waiting for the two brothers' "Ghost Cry Wolf Howl" to end, Gu Wei played another song "You raise me up", which was full of high energy and not very tuned.
It was really unbearable. The boys sang too badly. Qiu Mengmeng and Ding Miao occupied the karaoke machine and directly put the songs like "The First Snow in 2002" and "Vanilla Bar Poof" that some boys ordered. ", "Soy Milk Fritters", "Absolutely Infatuated", "Nanquan Mother" were all cut.
A microphone was shoved into Song Qiaoxi's arms, she was stunned for a moment, and she was wiping the sticky hands dipped in watermelon juice with a tissue in her hand.
"Come on, Xixi's song "Ningxia"?" Qiu Mengmeng looked at her with a maddened expression, "I was humming when I listened to you during the break, so sweet in a low voice, three plus signs!"
"Come." Song Qiaoxi wiped her hands and picked up the microphone generously. She could sing this song.
Ding Miao grabbed the microphone that Ding Yi hid behind his buttocks and shouted, "Let Xixi wash your ears!"
"Cut..." Several boys shook their heads and waved their hands, expressing their disdain.
"It's not for us to sing well!"
"Ah, yes, what is that idiom, yes, famous flowers have their own owners!"
"That's right, Gu Wei, you are sure to pass the Chinese entrance exam."
"Brother Jin, come here quickly, and listen to your Xixi singing..."
Several boys coaxed Chu Jin, who was sitting in the corner of the sofa with a cup of tea, to the closest position to Song Qiaoxi.
Chu Jin shook his head and smiled, put down the teacup, and looked at Song Qiaoxi unabashedly.
After a long and refreshing prelude, Song Qiaoxi's sweet voice sounded.
"Quiet summer, the sky is full of stars, there are some thoughts in my heart, I miss your face..."
Singing and singing, she saw two girls and a boy sharing popsicles in the MV. While singing, Song Qiaoxi turned her head and pointed at Wang Junyang and Ding Yi, and finally winked at Chu Jin.
I don't know if these three people still remember that in the summer of 1996, the "Little Four/Ren Gang" that had just been established almost had a big fight because of Wangwang's shattering ice.
The little girl's singing is like a piece of lemon hard candy soaked in peach bubble water in summer, sweet and sour, fresh.
Like this peaceful summer.
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Happy holidays are always short-lived. After playing crazy for more than a week, when several adults meet, it is almost time for the children to relax.
This summer, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin had to rush to Beijing early, and Song's mother signed them up for a transitional class between junior high school and high school.
Qiao Qin's work has been mobilized by Zhao Chenguang long ago. As soon as the school starts in September, she will officially join the No. 1 and No. 2 schools in Beijing.
The old man Chu suggested several times that he could arrange a more leisurely position and a better school for Qiao Qin, but she declined.
After the two children have packed their luggage, they are about to say goodbye to the newspaper compound where they have lived for more than nine years.
The day before he left, Song Qiaoxi made a special trip to see Sister Qiu Meng.
Xia Qiumeng's recovery after heart surgery was relatively slow, but every time he checked, all the indicators were developing in a good direction.
She looked much better, and her normally pale cheeks had a rosy color.
When Song Qiaoxi came, Sister Qiu Meng was reviewing her high school homework, and there were a pile of reference books, papers and notes on the desk.
When she was in the hospital, she insisted on self-study, and when the school started in September, she re-entered the third year of the High School Affiliated to the Normal University to prepare for the 2006 college entrance examination.
Before she knew it, Song Qiaoxi was almost as tall as Qiu Meng's sister.
Standing in front of Sister Qiu Meng, she stepped on her toes a little, and found that Sister Qiu Meng seemed to be only a little taller than her
"Sister, which university are you going to study for?" Song Qiaoxi sat on the computer chair with a lacquer box in her arms. She picked a pistachio from the box, peeled it, and threw it into her mouth.
There are all kinds of candy in the box, which was given to her by Xia's mother, saying that she remembered that Xixi loved these things when she was a child.
Xia Qiumeng smiled, her voice still soft, "I'm going to go to Shanda University and major in economics, right? I still have to look at the model results, I'm not sure yet."
"Then you didn't study photography, didn't you go to study abroad?" Song Qiaoxi's eyes widened, she thought she would hear Sister Qiu Meng's "lofty ambition" a few years ago, and go to the best art school abroad to study photography.
"I won't go." Xia Qiumeng didn't have any regrets in his eyes, and smiled calmly, "In these years, I've been ill and have undergone surgery. The family has spent a lot of money, and the cost of studying abroad is too high. Besides, I don't want to study abroad anymore. My body does not allow it, so I have to go to the hospital for re-examination. So I thought, I should stay at home, so that I can stay with my parents and not let them worry too much about me, and... and Cheng Lidong, he also in Shanda."
"Ah! You and Lidong brother, are you together?" Song Qiaoxi was stunned. When he was a child, he only knew that Lidong brother was sticking behind Qiu Meng's sister every day. What he didn't expect was that they were really together
"Well, he didn't go to Fudan and stayed in the local area, so I also want to go to Shanda." Qiu Meng replied frankly.
Song Qiaoxi said enviously, "That's great, then you and Lidong brother will never be separated."
"What about you, Xixi? Have you read the materials I sent you last time, and have you got a goal?" Sister Qiu Meng pinched her cheek and asked as if she deliberately changed the subject.
Song Qiaoxi nodded, "Yes, it's the SVA you sent me last time. In addition to the normal courses in high school, I also need to prepare for the SAT and TOEFL. My parents also want me to take the domestic college entrance examination. I need to prepare more, just in case. one."
"It's great, Xixi is so excellent, she will definitely apply!" Xia Qiumeng said.
"But, Sister Qiu Meng, I'm a little clueless..." Song Qiaoxi said a little embarrassedly.
Xia Qiumeng: "Huh?"
"Going to school abroad will be far away from home, so I'll go alone." Song Qiaoxi lowered her head, looked at the colorful candies in the box, and sighed, "Mom and Dad are going to work in Beijing, and Chu Jin's competition results are so high. I am good at computer and I will definitely go to Tsinghua computer department. They will all stay in China. If I go to New York by myself, I am afraid that I will feel homesick... "
Xia Qiumeng scratched her nose, "Silly girl, hasn't it always been your dream to study photography in the best school in the world?"
"It's my dream, but, just like leaving the compound and going to Beijing to go to high school, I'm reluctant to leave the compound, and I can't bear to leave you." Song Qiaoxi felt sore in her eyes and forced herself to blink, trying to hold back her tears .
"Hey, don't cry, how old are you? It's not a child anymore." Xia Qiumeng said softly, tapping her forehead, "Sister can't see the wrong person, you just think about it now, When I get to the place, I will definitely live like a fish in water, my heart will be wild soon, and I will only think about home for a while."
"Ah, I won't wow, I will really miss you..." Song Qiaoxi did not hear that Sister Qiu Meng was teasing her, and defended seriously.
"Sister teased you, but Xixi, you have to remember that girls must learn to be independent in spirit, life and material." Sister Qiu Meng's eyes were bright, but they were firm and gentle. Looking at her, "You always have to learn to be independent. It doesn't mean that you must live alone in the future, but that you have the ability to live independently. Studying abroad can indeed exercise your independence very well."
"The ability to live independently..." Song Qiaoxi repeated what Sister Qiu Meng said, as if the place where she had been stuck in her heart was suddenly cleared up.
"You, you are so well protected by the people around you, and you live a very happy life. There are good and bad things about this, because people can't live under the protection of others all their lives, right? One day, Xi Xi will become a full-fledged eagle, soaring in your own sky, my sister believes in you."
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On the plane to Beijing, Song Qiaoxi was still sitting in the middle seat, the seat on the left by the corridor was Mom, and the seat by the window on the right was Chu Jin.
My mother spread out a newspaper in her hand and told her enthusiastically that the construction of the high-speed railway with a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour has started. It's coming in hours.
By the time of the 2008 Olympics, it may be possible to connect by train, which is much more convenient than a plane.
Song Qiaoxi leaned on her mother's shoulder and was not particularly interested in the topic of "moving cars".
She was still thinking about what Sister Qiu Meng said to herself.
Girls, whether in spirit, life or material, must learn to be independent.
Have the ability to live independently, become a full-fledged eagle, soar in the sky of your own.