Chapter 4 Aunt

Li Anran and dozens of other men were sitting shirtless on the stone steps next to the train station square, all of them unkempt.

Zhutian took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and gave it to the person next to him.

Li Anran also took one. After lighting it, an indescribable smoke circulated in his lungs and blew out from his nostrils.

He raised his hand and looked at the cigarette brand. It was a labor brand. There were too many brands of cigarettes at this time, at least thousands of them. He had never smoked the Labor brand, but he was familiar with it. Li Anran is not a big smoker. He usually smokes Peony, which is a slightly higher-end cigarette. Suddenly he smokes other brands, which makes him a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Li, what happened with this explosion?" Zhutian asked.

Li Anran shook his head, "I don't know, maybe it's gas, or explosives in the passenger's bag."

The people next to him also talked about it, and some experienced people said that it was possible. Maybe it was fireworks or something.

"The child has been handed over to the police. Didn't you bring any clothes?" Chen Jing walked over and felt sour when she saw this group of naked men.

"I'm taking it with me. I'll put it on later." Li Anran replied. Their shirts were torn and they had to change into new clothes. Fortunately, the weather was relatively hot at this time, so everyone didn't feel cold even though they were sitting shirtless.

"How many people died?" Yu Xiaoxia hugged Xiaoqiao and asked boldly, her voice trembling.

"I don't know, there should be many." Chen Jing sighed, "Well, there are nearly a hundred injured. I don't know if all the seriously injured ones can survive."

"We are very lucky. If it explodes a few minutes later, we will all be dead." Zhutian's smoking hand trembled a little. If he said he was not afraid, it would be a lie. Who wouldn't be scared to see this scene? !

Li Anran pulled the bag over and took out a piece of clothing to change into. Then he took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag, "I'll leave my contact address. If you need anything, just call me. Sister Chen, why don't you write down your address? It's best to have a phone number."

Chen Jing squatted He came down, took the pen and paper, and said, "Leave the phone number at the factory."

Because of the explosion, all buses at the train station have been stopped. There are police and soldiers holding rifles everywhere.

"It's so tragic. What will happen to the child in the future?" Chen Jing's mood fluctuated greatly. She had cried several times when she saw the miserable appearance of the injured just now.

The others had no intercourse. They put on their clothes without interest, greeted each other, and dispersed.

Li Anran and the four of them walked to the bus stop outside the square and waved goodbye.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the gate of the municipal bureau's family compound.

There were armed guards standing guard at the entrance of the compound, keeping their eyes on Li Anran, who was carrying large and small bags.

Li Anran felt the guard's vigilant gaze, looked down at himself, and found a little blood on his pants.

He put down his luggage and walked over to explain, "Comrade, the person who was rescued at the train station was stained with blood just now. Does Li Ningbo live here?"

The guard looked at it. , asked: "Which Li Ningbo?"

"From the Beijing Public Security Bureau."

The guard nodded, "Who are you?"

" He is my uncle."

The guard motioned him to step back and said, "Wait here for someone to take you in." After that, he turned around and went to the guard box to make a call.

After a while, I saw a woman with a very good figure in the yard hurriedly walking out from a distance. When I arrived at the door, under the dim light, I saw a young man with a big bag on his shoulders and a bag in his hand. Holding her travel bag, she stood under the streetlight next to the door and looked at her.

The woman made an estimate and asked tentatively: "Is it An Ran?"

Seeing Li Anran nod, the woman immediately smiled and said, "I am your aunt."

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After his uncle Li Ningbo joined the army at the age of seventeen, he traveled all over the country and rarely returned to Shenjiang. Li Anran had basically no impression of this uncle except for photos, and he had never met this aunt at all.

"Uncle...aunt." Li Anran put down his bag with a smile, took out a letter from his schoolbag and handed it to the woman. This letter was written by my uncle Li Ningbo to his father, and it is regarded as a keepsake.

Aunt Sun Huiqing, forty years old, from Suzhou, looks like a Jiangnan woman, thin and gentle. < /p>

As he was about to help Li Anran carry his luggage, Li Hao stopped him, "Aunt, I can carry it."

Sun Huiqing was not polite to him and took him home. They introduced each other along the way, "This is the family courtyard. We live in the third row, the row next to the store."

After entering the house, Sun Huiqing asked Li Anran to sit by herself while she went under the kitchen.

Li Anran agreed, put the bag in the corner, and began to look around.

This is a two-bedroom and one-living room, a type of house with a large room and a small living room. At this time, people's activities are mainly in the bedroom, so this design is actually right. Later, with the advent of television, people's activities moved to the living room, and then the design of a large living room and a small bedroom came into being.

Because the living room is very small, there is only a dining table, a few chairs, and a double-door glass cabinet in the corner. The small living room is packed to the brim.

The room is relatively large, less than 20 square meters. There is a desk by the window and a bookcase in the corner. There are two single sofas placed against the wall, with a square between them.shaped coffee table.

There is a single bed on the other wall, with sheets and bedding already laid out. I poked my head in and saw that there was a small wardrobe against the wall of the living room.

The furniture in the room is not in complete sets. It must have been filled in bit by bit later, so it looks a bit uncoordinated.

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Several photos on the sofa wall caught his eye. He walked over and took a closer look. Among them was a family photo that looked exactly like the one in his own home.

There are four people on it, the grandparents in the middle, and two teenage boys on both sides. The older one is Li Anran’s father, and the younger one is his uncle Li Ningbo.

Next to the family portrait was a photo of a six- or seven-year-old child. Li Anran couldn't help but smile when he saw it. This was taken when he was seven years old.

Next to it is a photo of Li Ningbo and his wife. The two people in the photo are wearing military uniforms and are very young. Sun Huiqing was very good-looking when she was young. She looked petite, thin, and had a pretty face that scored too high.

There are several group photos of Sun Huiqing. There are many handsome guys and beautiful girls in them. They should be photos of the cultural troupe. The backgrounds are very different, including mountainous mud houses and high-rise buildings. Li Anran even saw the Kremlin.

There was a photo that caught his attention. It was a group photo of many people. The people in the photo are all wearing military uniforms. Uncle Li Ningbo is standing at the far side. He must be the lowest ranking. The old man in the middle looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who he was.

Aunt Sun Huiqing came in with two hot bowls of noodles. Seeing Li Anran looking at the photo, she put down the bowl and looked over, "This was taken by your uncle when he was in Northeast China.

Holy shit... Li Anran was shocked.

"Your uncle was transferred from the field army to Guangzhou, and then went to Northeast China. He just came to Kyoto the year before last. Sun Huiqing pointed to another photo and said, "This was taken in Guangzhou, with the Guangzhou Public Security Bureau in the background." This photo was taken..."

There is a story behind every photo. The more Li Anran heard about it, the more surprised he became. Li Ningbo's official career was actually quite smooth. At that time, he was just a member of the Guangzhou Public Security Bureau. A middle-level cadre has now become the leader of the Security Division of the Kyoto Public Security Bureau. It seems that he is also a person with a background...

He has been a man for two generations and has decades of experience. He is happy in his heart and looks happy on his face. He was calm as usual and didn't show any abnormalities. It's good that his uncle has a backer. At least he will be considered a person with a background in the future.

After getting in the car and getting the dumplings off, Li Anran finished eating the noodles. Sun Huiqing asked Li Anran. He moved his luggage into the house and said, "An Ran, let's make do with it first. I'll tidy it up in a few days, and you'll live in this house from now on. "Sun Huiqing packed up the documents on the desk and put them in the bookcase, then opened the closet, sorted Li Anran's clothes and bedding and put them in one by one.

"Aunt, I will have a dormitory at school. I live here and my uncle has no place to work. "Li Anran is not willing to crowd with them. After all, he is an adult.,inconvenient.

"Shit, he is busy with work, how can he have time to work at home. Your uncle and I don't have children, so this house will be yours to live in." Sun Huiqing didn't seem to have any mood swings when she said that she didn't have children, as if It's a very small thing.

Li Anran knew this. Her aunt had been pregnant with two children before, but they both miscarried and never got pregnant again. Now that the two of them are older, they probably have taken this matter lightly.

Li Ningbo had no children, and the Li family became the only child in Li Anran's generation. Naturally, Li Ningbo and his wife also regarded him as their own son.