The girl sniffed: "I helped him recharge his phone bill twice, each time worth 100."

Hu Pingtao asked: "That's all?"

The girl nodded: "Yes."

Hu Pingtao understood: "He asked you to meet in the provincial capital?"

The girl was very depressed and cried again as she spoke: "He told me to come to the provincial capital to find him to register and get a marriage certificate."

Hu Pingtao felt more and more incredible, and at the same time a little funny: "Marriage? He just said it so casually, and you believe it?"

The girl cried: "I don't want to stay at home. I want to get married as soon as possible."

The crying made Hu Pingtao feel dizzy. He quickly advised: "Don't cry, don't cry. Have you found him?"

The girl wiped her tears with the back of her hand and shook her head.

Hu Pingtao asked tentatively: "Don't you have his Penguin number and phone number?"

"He didn't reply to me." The girl's voice was sad: "He didn't answer the phone calls, and then he simply turned off his phone."

Ma Wenshan interjected from the side: "This is just two children playing around. The problem is that she took it seriously, but the man didn't take it seriously. I guess it was just that the words went smoothly during the chat, and he started yelling.

Get married. When they really came to the provincial capital from Wushan County, the boy got scared and turned off the Penguin account and disappeared."

Hu Pingtao thought for a while and realized that this was really the case. He looked at the girl and asked sympathetically: "Then what are you going to do now?"

The girl lowered her head and said in a quiet voice: "...I...I...want to go home..."

Looking at her appearance, Hu Pingtao guessed some girls' embarrassing situation: "Do you have the money for the ticket?"

She lowered her head and shook her head slowly.

Hu Pingtao straightened up and asked Ma Wenshan: "Have you called her home?"

Ma Wenshan nodded: "She doesn't have a mobile phone, but her father does. I called, but her parents said they didn't have money to come to the provincial capital to pick her up, and they said it had nothing to do with them."

Hu Pingtao couldn't help but touch his forehead.

No wonder the girl said she didn't want to stay at home. With such parents... she wouldn't be willing to change them!

He quickly made a decision: "Let's do this! Brother Ma, please take notes first, call the community later, explain the situation, and ask the community to send someone over to take her to the bus station."

Ma Wenshan understood what he meant and asked: "What should I do with the ticket money? The institute does not have such expenses."

"I'll pay for the ticket." Hu Pingtao said: "Send her back and talk about it later! We have no control over this matter, we can only do this."

Strictly speaking, the man's behavior did not constitute fraud, but was just a prank at best.

Of course, if you can find someone, you must give them a good education.

…

Half an hour later, people from the community arrived. Hu Pingtao counted out two hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to the other party, telling him to send the girl to the long-distance bus.

The girl understood the importance and thanked Hu Pingtao profusely before leaving.

Looking at the girl's retreating back, Ma Wenshan sighed: "Xiaohu, I have to advise you not to do this again if you encounter something similar in the future. I know you are rich, but no matter how rich you are, you can't do this again."

I can’t help everyone!”

Hu Pingtao smiled and said: "Brother Ma, you are right, but this time the situation is different. She has no money, and her family has made it clear that they don't care. We can't push people away and ignore everything."

Ma Wenshan said: "The street office and community management! There are also rescue stations."

"They have to go through the procedures." Hu Pingtao said seriously: "It will take at least several days until the investigation is clear. It is not safe for this girl to be alone outside. If she is deceived by a bad person and follows her, the nature of

It’s different.”

Ma Wenshan no longer insisted on his opinion. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, took a deep breath, stared at the direction where the girl disappeared, and said with a gloomy expression: "Parents like this who don't care about anything are the same.

Bad luck."

Hu Pingtao turned around, looked at the empty police box, and asked, "Where are the others? Where have they gone?"

"Lao Huang took Li Pingbo out." Ma Wenshan said: "There was a woman in Yudong Community who was beaten by her husband. She went to the Women's Federation of the subdistrict office to file a complaint. The subdistrict office asked us to dispatch the police to cooperate, and they went there for almost two

Hours. Half an hour before you came back, Lao Huang called and said that the matter was almost settled and they were making final notes."

Hu Pingtao asked curiously: "Domestic violence?"

"Probably." Ma Wenshan nodded: "I heard Lao Huang say on the phone that the man was used to being arrogant at home, and he would beat his wife if she was not satisfied with him. He would beat her when the cooking was salty, and she would beat her if her clothes were not washed.

Even when the water for washing feet is too cold or too hot, I have to use it. I always have several sticks as thick as rolling pins and bicycle chains at home, so I just use whatever comes handy."

Hu Pingtao looked solemn: "So, this is no longer a family dispute in the ordinary sense?"

"Yes! Look, this is the photo that Huang sent me on WeChat before." As he said that, Ma Wenshan took out his phone and clicked on the page.

There are more than a dozen photos, taken from different angles. Mainly the waist and abdomen, but also thighs and arms. There are purple bruises everywhere, and the skin is cracked, swollen and blistered in many places.

"Is this the woman?" Hu Pingtao frowned and asked, "Who took the photo?"

"Old Huang said it was taken by the Women's Federation of the subdistrict office." Ma Wenshan sighed: "This woman has a hard life and married a husband like this. The Women's Federation has arranged for someone to send her to the hospital for examination and to do an injury assessment.

This matter has gotten so big that, as you said, it is no longer something that can be solved through mediation. When the injury report comes out, I’m afraid the person will have to be arrested and sent to a detention center.”

Hu Pingtao shook his head and handed the phone to Ma Wenshan: "Where is Gao Xiang? Where has he gone?"

"Someone called the police at No. 22 Fuyuan Street, and he rushed over to deal with it. The neighbors upstairs and downstairs heard that there was a dispute over drying clothes."

"Upstairs and downstairs?" Hu Pingtao felt a little unbelievable: "The clothes are hung in my own home, how can it involve conflicts between floors?"

Ma Wenshan explained: "Gao Xiang said on the phone that it was a courtyard surrounded by small high-rise buildings, with two households on the 11th and 12th floors. The main cause of this incident was that the household on the 12th floor often dried their quilts, and

Bedsheets and the like. These things are bulky and there is only so much space in the house. When hung up, all the windows are blocked. The room is gloomy, so the residents on the 12th floor hang the quilts outside the windows and spread them out in strips.

Come on."

After saying this, Hu Pingtao immediately understood: "There is only a small gap between the upstairs and downstairs. Does it mean that the quilt on the twelfth floor is just hanging like this, blocking the windows on the eleventh floor?"

"I heard Lao Gao say on the phone that most of the windows on the 11th floor were blocked." Ma Wenshan raised his hand and gestured: "Xiaohu, think about it, no one can tolerate this!"

Hu Pingtao nodded: "So the two families upstairs and downstairs quarreled? Or did they start fighting?"

"That's not true." When he said this, Ma Wenshan laughed: "Lao Gao said that the head of the household on the eleventh floor is quite interesting. He is not noisy or noisy. But every time he is drying the quilt upstairs, he opens his window and puts the

Pull the hanging quilt and sheets into a corner, then close the window and lock it. After doing this, she doesn't care about anything and goes out to play."

"Going out to play?" Hu Pingtao was stunned. It took him a long time to react, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"The head of the household on the eleventh floor has suffered enough!"

Ma Wenshan also laughed: "Absolutely! Think about it, the head of the household on the twelfth floor must collect the quilt at night, and he can't pull it back no matter how hard he pulls it. So he went downstairs and knocked on the door, only to find that there was no one at home. No matter how anxious he was, he couldn't get it back.

use."

Hu Pingtao stopped laughing and asked: "Who is the head of the household on the 11th floor? Does he do this every time?"

"A middle-aged woman who has retired from illness." Ma Wenshan said: "The kind who has a little money in her hands, has children who have a family, doesn't have to take care of her, and has a lot of time."

Hu Pingtao picked up his tea cup from the table, turned around and walked to the water dispenser to get water. He bent down and asked: "This matter is actually a problem of the residents upstairs. As long as the two parties communicate, it should be easy to solve."

Ma Wenshan spread his hands: "That's what I say, but the residents on the twelfth floor don't want it! Lao Gao said on the phone that the quilt of the residents on the twelfth floor was caught by the downstairs for the first time. It was around ten o'clock in the evening.

The woman came back after getting off the stairs and loosened the window. The second time, the quilt was caught again. The resident on the twelfth floor still couldn't find anyone, so he pulled hard, thinking that no matter how tight the window was, it would still be able to open a crack, but in the end

I used too much force and tore the quilt."

Hu Pingtao raised his neck and took a sip of water, shook his head and said, "If you ask me, this person deserves it. If she hadn't broken the rules first, the residents downstairs would not have treated her like this."

Ma Wenshan kept shaking his head: "This person doesn't have a long memory and doesn't learn lessons. The resident on the 12th floor only cares about her own convenience. In order to prevent similar things from happening again, she simply asked the resident on the 11th floor for her phone number."

Hearing this, Hu Pingtao couldn't bear it any longer, and the water he had just drank into his mouth suddenly spurted out. He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his body in embarrassment, and asked in surprise: "There is still such an operation.

? Listening to this, she plans to keep the quilt under the sun? "

Ma Wenshan laughed loudly and said: "How else can I say that the resident downstairs is a wonderful person? Lao Gao said that this woman has a good temper and always has a smile on her face no matter who she meets. When I asked for a phone number upstairs, she gave it on the spot.

I turned around and still went my own way. I would open the window to catch you while you were drying the quilt, and when you were done, I would close the door and leave. No matter how many calls you made, I just wouldn’t answer it.”

Hu Pingtao threw the wet tissue into the trash can and frowned slightly: "This approach is not good. Everyone can see that it is intentional."

Ma Wenshan said: "Yesterday afternoon, the resident on the 12th floor exposed his quilt to the sun again, and the resident on the 11th floor used the window to clamp it. It was around three o'clock in the afternoon. The resident downstairs closed the door and left as usual, and went directly

I didn’t come back to my relatives’ house until this morning.”

Hu Pingtao narrowed his eyes: "It rained heavily last night. Isn't it possible that the quilt hanging outside got wet?"

"It's completely soaked." Ma Wenshan said: "Lao Gao said that it was an old community, and the outer tiles were peeling off. It was poured by rain last night, and the dirt on the top layer flowed down the wall and stained the quilt. It was completely

It’s useless.”

He then added: "That's a silk quilt worth more than 2,000 yuan."

Hu Pingtao nodded slightly: "So the residents on the 12th floor called the police and asked the residents on the 11th floor to compensate for the losses?"

Ma Wenshan said: "The resident on the 11th floor came back this morning, and he didn't recognize him at all. He only said that he accidentally caught the quilt upstairs when closing the window, and didn't care. Then he left his cell phone at home without taking it with him.

"

Hu Pingtao smiled and shook his head: "There is nothing wrong with what he said. It is reasonable. Even if the people downstairs did this deliberately, no one can find evidence. After all, it is the family upstairs who went too far. Since

We’ve all learned the lesson of ripping the quilt, so why can’t we have a longer memory?”
To be continued...