"We police are different. All alarm information from the 110 command center must be processed immediately. We have contacted the environmental protection department many times for this matter, but the result is the same every time. In the end, the people still attribute the problem to us. But we

What an injustice, this matter is really not the responsibility of the police."

Hu Pingtao nodded lightly: "This is a matter of laws and regulations, and the strength of enforcement."

Zhang Jianguo said: "The "Public Security Management Law" does have regulations on the accuracy of noise measurement and treatment. The premise is that there must be accurate measurement instruments. This is difficult to define. To tell you the truth, there is a set of noise detectors in the office, but they are not used at all.

No. There must be evidence to handle the case, and the same goes for making noise that disturbs the people. Don't look at people like Zheng Yuxian who are old, but they are very smart. Every time they see our car coming from a distance, they quickly turn down the speakers. Tell me,

How can we measure it accurately?"

Hu Pingtao smiled. He really felt Zhang Jianguo's helplessness: "As soon as we left, they turned up the volume again."

"This is the biggest difference between civil disputes and cases." Zhang Jianguo said with emotion: "Actually, that old lady Zheng Yuxian is right. They are old, and the country also advocates national fitness. It is a good thing to form the Sunset Red Dance Troupe. If

If there is a suitable venue for activities, they will not disturb the public with noise. After all... no one wants to be pointed at and scolded."

Hu Pingtao fell into silence.

This involves overall urban planning and cannot be changed by personal wishes.

…

Sunday, a rare day off.

Hu Pingtao came to the riverside square early, sat on the clean stone steps, and looked at the old people singing and dancing not far away.

It has been the fourth day since the first time I followed Zhang Jianguo to deal with the noise nuisance problem. Zheng Yuxian's Sunset Red Dance Troupe changed its event venue, causing the residents of Jinxing Garden to call the police every night. They came more often, and Lian Hu

Ping Tao felt bored.

The problem cannot be cured, it can only be addressed.

Residents in the community were also annoyed.

Someone threw a bag of feces from upstairs last night and it splashed all over the floor.

In retaliation, the square dancers downstairs turned up the volume to the maximum.

The Eryuan Road Police Station sent two patrol teams to deal with it. It was not until 11:30 that the crowd of spectators gradually dispersed.

The song "The Most Dazzling National Style" was coming to an end. Seeing that it was almost time for the dance troupe to end its activities, Hu Pingtao stood up and waited patiently for Zheng Yuxian to pack up his things before walking over.

"Hello, Aunt Zheng." A sunny smile filled his face.

It’s hard to be thin with old age, and Zheng Yuxian is no exception. Although she likes sports, her waistline is at least over 1.5 meters. In recent days, residents of Jinxing Garden have complained about the noise caused by her square dancing. This person is called Hu Pingtao.

The young auxiliary police officer wrote notes for himself and signed them for three consecutive days. That handsome face has become one of Zheng Yuxian's least favorite memories.

"What's the matter?" The old lady stared at him warily, clutching a trolley suitcase with dance costumes in her right hand. She was so angry that she seemed to be looking at a class enemy: "Young man, let me tell you, we didn't play the music very loudly today, at most we only played

Half of the usual amount. If anyone is still dissatisfied, ask him to come to me. Let’s dance. It’s not a sabotage, and we don’t want to get into trouble.”

"No one called the police. I just asked Aunt Zheng to tell you something." Hu Pingtao still had a smile on his face: "It's a good thing."

As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Hu Pingtao has a sweet mouth, and "Aunt Zheng" is longer than "Aunt Zheng" is shorter, which indeed made the old lady Zheng Yuxian have a slight liking for him. Appearance is justice, and handsome appearance is also important at this time.

She could get some bonus points. Most of the wariness and estrangement in Zheng Yuxian's heart were immediately eliminated. Although her face was sullen and tough, her tone was much more relaxed than before.

"Okay, I'll just listen to what you want to say." The old lady is from the north. Although her registered residence has been transferred to Yunnan Province, her accent has not changed.

"That's right, Aunt Zheng, most of the members of your dance troupe are retired employees of the flour mill. The flour mill belongs to Baijing Community. It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in more than a month. The subdistrict office will hold a cultural and art festival, and Baijing Community will return to the new town.

Street Supervisor, would your dance troupe be willing to participate?"

"Yes! Of course I do!" When Zheng Yuxian heard this, she immediately beamed with joy. She selectively ignored those unpleasant memories: "Xiaohu, do you have to register first to participate in this competition? How should I do it?"

"I brought you the registration form." As he said that, Hu Pingtao took out a folded form from his jacket pocket, unfolded it, and handed it over: "I have already filled in the relevant content. Aunt Zheng, you just need to provide your personal identity."

Just complete the information."

The Xinzhen Subdistrict Office and the Eryuan Road Police Station are sister units. They hold a cultural and arts festival every year. This year is the third. This cultural and arts festival is mainly aimed at enterprises and institutions within the jurisdiction. It is not large in scale and focuses on mass participation and awards.

Or secondarily.

Zheng Yuxian is no stranger to this.

The Sunset Red Dance Troupe has been established a long time ago, even earlier than the first cultural and arts festival held by the subdistrict office, but the dance troupe has not participated in a single competition. There are two main reasons: first, it has a bad reputation and the noise disturbs the residents;

The dance troupe is purely for self-entertainment, and there is no professional standard at all. The name "dance troupe" just sounds good, but it is actually a group of old ladies stretching their arms and legs to the rhythm of the music.

"Xiaohu! Thank you so much. In fact, I have known about the art festival for a long time, but I have been busy lately and haven't had time to sign up in the community."

Zheng Yuxian's words are self-proclaimed. She is a retired old lady. Except for the weekends when her daughter comes to play with her grandson and she has to help take care of it, she is basically idle. She has long wanted to participate in the art festival of the street office, but

I have been hesitating. During the previous art festivals, Zheng Yuxiandu

I went to watch the event. Although the age structure of the participating senior singing and dancing teams was similar to my own, many of them were professionals, capable of playing, playing and singing. There were even a few old actors from the Provincial Flower Deng Troupe... In comparison

Under this circumstance, the Flour Mill Sunset Red Dance Troupe was unable to perform on stage at all.

Noise nuisance is also a problem. There have been many complaints over the years, and Zheng Yuxian has left at least more than ten records and documents at the police station. Although she is usually tough-talking, she is actually still uneasy. Because of this, she dare not go to the community

I apply to participate in the annual cultural and arts festival, for fear that these things will be exposed in public.

The form that Hu Pingtao took out was like a pie from the sky. In Zheng Yuxian's opinion, half of the two most worrying problems were solved, and they were also the most important parts.

"Haha, I often go to the community to do errands, and I can fill in and submit forms easily. Aunt Zheng, if you have similar things in the future, just let me know and I will help you." Hu Pingtao has not been idle these days. He asked Zhang Jianguo for help

After learning more about the problems of the Flour Mill Dance Troupe, today’s application form is the right solution.

"Then...why are you so embarrassed? This is too troublesome for you." The old lady couldn't help but blush, her face flushed a little.

Hu Pingtao struck while the iron was hot: "Aunt Zheng, actually you were right that night. The country promotes national fitness. It is a good thing for you to sing and dance regularly. It is good for everyone to be healthy and take less medicine. As that sentence says

's: The health of the elderly is the greatest happiness for children. You used to hold a position in the flour mill union, and after you retire, you can organize activities for everyone. What you did not say in your ability to appeal is this."

He stretched out his right hand and raised his thumb.

This compliment immediately made Zheng Yuxian feel proud. The old lady laughed happily, and her previous unhappiness and wariness were swept away.

"Aunt Zheng, you are the senior, and I am the junior. I have to advise you in private." Hu Pingtao lowered his voice and said sincerely: "Dancing is a good thing, and you are free to dance wherever you want, but you cannot influence others.

Put yourself in your shoes, if your granddaughter was asleep at home, and suddenly music played outside and the child woke up, would you get angry? Would you go out to find the person playing the music and scold her?"

The smile on the old lady's face solidified and soon turned into a sneer.

"I know Aunt Zheng that you are a good person." Hu Pingtao had taken a psychology course in college and had excellent grades. He had been paying attention to the changes in Zheng Yuxian's expression: "Last night we did not receive an alarm about your noise disturbing the residents. I came here this morning.

At first glance, Aunt Zheng, you turned down the volume a lot when you were dancing, only half of the usual volume. This is great! No one complained and everyone was satisfied."

Everyone likes to be praised, and Zheng Yuxian is a mature person. She understands these principles. The reason why Hu Pingtao helped fill out the form was clear to her. Zheng Yuxian couldn't help being happy: "Xiaohu, you are so

Children are very good at talking. If Officer Zhang were like you...hehe..."

"Brother Zhang is my master, and he has always been right about things and people." Hu Pingtao explained quickly, and then struck while the iron was hot: "Aunt Zheng, because of the volume problem when you usually dance, I suggest you buy wireless earplugs, which are easier to use and more convenient.

The important thing is not to affect the people around you.”

With that said, Hu Pingtao took out his mobile phone, swiped open the online shopping page, and clicked on several wireless earbuds that he had favored before. Zheng Yuxian nodded frequently, but just looked at them and did not speak.

Although earplugs are good, they cost money. Besides, no one will take the initiative to replace them if they are used to using speakers.

Looking at the old lady who promised that she would not change in reality, Hu Pingtao smiled and used his trump card: "Aunt Zheng, I guarantee that you will get the third prize in this cultural and arts festival."

Zheng Yuxian was stunned.

Get a prize?

Is it as good as our Sunset Red Dance Troupe?

"Xiaohu, are you kidding me?" Zheng Yuxian had always wanted to participate from the beginning. Although she was old, she was not confused.
Chapter completed!