A Lucky Coin

The trial of Uncle Yan is finally about to begin. Although Cui Yi meant that there was basically no problem, and Teacher Liu had already prepared very well, it was a homicide trial in the end. Let alone Yan Hang, I was so nervous that I wanted to tremble on the first day of the new year. Besides, he was originally a nervous person.

However, in order to stabilize Yan Hang's mood, he has always acted calmly and calmly. He didn't even delay asking his father about renting a house. He also asked Yan Hang to help him. He wanted to make Yan Hang feel that everything was as usual and he wanted to distract. Give his attention.

Yan Hang said that if the trial goes well, Uncle Yan will be able to come out after a while. On the first day of the month, he hoped that he could wait calmly until time to pick up Uncle Yan.

"What kind of room are you going to rent him?" Yan Hangwo slowly drew his mobile phone on the sofa.

"Just one bedroom, it's fine," said the first day of the new year. "He can't live in too much, too big, and the location is not too big, so don't be too particular about it."

"You didn't live in a dormitory after you graduated," Yan Hang looked at the phone, "Will he let you go to live with him?"

"I'm not going," I didn't even think about it at the first time, "I'm coming, come here."

Yan Hang smiled and looked up at him: "I am also a one-bedroom apartment here."

"I don't, I don't occupy land," said the first day of the new year. "I am still a funder. I will pay you and pay the rent."

"That's OK." Yan Hang nodded.

"That," the first day of junior high school suddenly remembered, "Uncle Yan..."

"If it was before, he would definitely live with me," Yan Hang said. "Now that he knows our relationship, he must find a place to live by himself."

"Oh." On the first day of the junior high school, I suddenly felt a little guilty. For so many years, Uncle Yan and Yan Hang had never been separated before the accident. They had always come and walk together and rented a room together.

Now that I suddenly came out of the detention center, I couldn't live with my son anymore. How sad.

"My dad," Yan Hang stomped his foot on his back, "I don't know if he can settle down. He has never settled down in his life. Now he just stayed here suddenly and won't go out for a stroll. I'm not used to it yet."

"Will he still run around?" Turning his head on the first day of the new year, "the murderers...catch them and stop."

"His lifestyle has been like that for so many years. I wasn't used to it when I first came, let alone him," Yan Hang sighed, "He has nothing to worry about now."

"Oh." Lu Yi sighed.

Uncle Yan is really a prodigal.

The house for my dad is not particularly easy to find. Yan Hang and his former colleagues are too inquisitive. They often have three rooms and four rooms, and they also have sea view rooms. He can't afford the rent for this kind of house.

After several days of tossing, Master Jiang from the auto repair shop asked about a one-bedroom apartment, but the location is slightly off. This problem is not big enough, so I plan to check it out on the first day of the new year.

"Follow me and go together." Chuyi looked at Yan Hang.

"Yes." Yan Hang nodded.

The day of leaving the court is getting closer, and Yan Hang is also less and less willing to move, lying on the sofa or holding a book on the bay window, but sometimes his eyes will stay for a long time, and he will know that he is in a daze.

On the first day of the junior high school, apart from pulling him to see the house, for a while, there was no suitable way to make Yan Hang pay attention to the transfer.

Of course he still has a big move, but now they are both in a bad mood. The big move is used for fear that the effect will not be satisfactory...

"The interior of this house is pretty good," the landlord opened the door. "I just renovated last year. Everything is new and can be used."

The first day and Yan Hang walked into the house with the landlord. The inside was indeed quite new, and the walls were still white.

“There’s no way on the outside floor. After all, it’s an old building,” the landlord said. “But the surrounding living facilities are complete and it’s very convenient to live life. There are supermarkets and vegetable markets.”

"Yeah." Chu nodded and went into the kitchen to take a look. Although the kitchen is not that big, it is still very good compared to the original kitchen at home.

The room is only so small, there is nothing to see after less than ten minutes of rotation.

On the first day of the new year, he took a look at Yan Hang.

"I think it's okay," Yan Hang said. "It wasn't too far to see the bus stop just after I arrived."

"Yes, the station is close, there are two trains to the city," the landlord said, "it's quite convenient."

In the first year of the junior high school, he had no experience in renting a house. Yan Hang said it was OK, and he felt it was pretty good, so he signed an agreement with the landlord on the spot, paid the money and got the keys.

When the landlord left, he confessed which supermarket had more daily necessities.

"It's suitable for your dad to live here alone," Yan Hang turned around again, "even if you bring someone back, it will be enough."

"Bring someone?" Chuyi looked at him.

"He's only in his early forties," Yan Hang said. "It's normal to find a girlfriend."

"...I haven't divorced yet," said the first day.

"Your mother is missing," Yan Hang touched the back of his head, "but you dad just let him do what he wants. You can't control this matter."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

My mother said that she was going to get a divorce, but since her father was arrested and she disappeared, she has never been seen again, and her father has been left alone in this way. It is not uncommon to find another girlfriend.

On the first day of the new year, I sighed. In this world, a family like theirs, I wonder if there is a second share.

Coming out of the rented place, Yan Hang stretched out and took out his cell phone to check the time: "Turn around and go back."

"Okay," he nodded immediately on the first day of the new year, and Yan Hangneng took the initiative to transfer him to a sigh of relief, "Where to go?"

"Look at the real estate." Yan Hang smiled.

"What?" The first day was stunned.

"It's quite far away. It's expensive to take a taxi. Let's take the bus," Yan Hang said. "I saw on my mobile phone yesterday that Sister Wang said that there is a new property in the suburbs, which is very cheap."

"Seeing the room?" I finally understood it on the first day of the junior high school. He pointed his finger back and forth between himself and Yan Hang twice, "We two? Seeing the room?"

Yan Hang laughed: "What's the matter, the house inspection didn't let you buy a house, can you be a little fan of the owner?"

"Look, what do you think," the first one waved, "I will buy it for you."

"Yes," Yan Hang nodded, "That's it."

While sitting on the bus to go to the supposedly cheap real estate, Chu Yi couldn't help but ask: "Why are you suddenly wanting to see the house?"

"I don't know," Yan Hang said, "just when the landlord brought it to introduce me, I felt... I can't tell what it feels like, it's quite interesting."

"Ah." Chuyi looked at him and didn't understand what it meant.

"I will subconsciously look at the house, what to put here, what to put there, I should make a picture here, and put potted flowers there, but when I think about it, this is not my own house, and I feel at a loss after so much trouble."

"So just leave it, pretend to buy a house, and have an addiction," Chu nodded a little, "get it."

Yan Hang smiled and said nothing.

This property is probably in the suburbs, so not too many people came to see it, but it basically occupies the sales girl.

It's estimated that they didn't seem to be able to buy a house right away, so no one greeted them, which made the first year of junior high school feel a little embarrassed.

Yan Hang was very at ease. He first took him to look at the sand table, then picked a building that he thought was good, and passed straight away.

The real estate was still under construction, and the door was not installed. They went straight into the one they had been optimistic about.

"There is also a small yard on the first floor," Yan Hang said, "you can plant something."

"Dishes?" asked the first day.

"...Can you still do it?" Yan Hang glanced at him. "Your grandfather and an old man grow flowers. You, an eighteen-year-old man, want to grow vegetables."

The first day of the new year smiled: "That kind of flower."

After entering the house, Yan Hang turned around: "The type of apartment is a bit like that of Lao Cui."

"Uncle Cui's house, did you buy it?" asked the first day of the month.

"Well, it's easy for him to buy a house," Yan Hang said, "unlike my dad, this life is gone."

"Each has its own way of living," said the first day of the new year.

Yan Hang turned his head and smiled: "Yes."

I can see the house for two hours, which I didn't expect before the first year of the new year.

Yan Hang took him around upstairs and downstairs. Originally, he only thought that Yan Hang wanted to watch, so he accompanied him to watch. After a while, he suddenly understood why Yan Hang wanted to watch.

It's amazing.

Although I can’t afford it, I can’t help but think about what kind of structure I would like if this is my house, whether I want a high-rise or a first floor, a yard or a terrace, what should the house be? Arrangement, how to design various spaces.

This kind of imagination makes people full of expectations and yearning.

For a few moments, the first day of the junior high school felt that this was his and Yan Hang's house, and in the next second they discussed that they would move in.

He couldn't help having fun for a while.

But I wondered when this wish would come true, and felt a little sad, and sighed.

"Are you going crazy?" Yan Hang said.

"Ah," rubbed his nose on the first day of the new year, "I want to buy, buy a house."

"Buy a car first," Yan Hang said, "Choose one that can be achieved by working hard anyway."

"Should go to see the car, the auto show!" Clapping on the first day, "Auto show!"

The auto show has a large scale only after the National Day, and there is still some distance from the National Day.

And from now to National Day, there are still many things in between.

For example, Yan Hang needs to do research. For example, if he wants to graduate, he also needs to do research. Dad has to come...

Most importantly, the court is about to begin.

Cui Yi talked with Yan Hang two or three times to determine if he really didn't go to the auditorium.

Yan Hang's decision is not to listen.

"Do you really not listen?" asked the first day.

"Don't dare to listen." Yan Hang said.

"You still, there are still things you dare not, huh?" Chu Yi took his hand and squeezed it gently.

"Well, I'm not modest, I'm really embarrassed about this," Yan Hang leaned back on the sofa, "I really don't dare."

"Then or me, I'll go over and listen," the first day of the year thought for a while, "then I will tell you?"

"No, you have to stay with me," Yan Hang said, "squatting at the door of the court."

The first day of the new year was stunned: "The door?"

"Well," Yan Hang turned his head and looked at him, "I dare not listen, but..."

"I want to take a peek," said the first day.

"Old Cui said that he might walk through the front door, maybe he could take a glance," Yan Hang said, "I just want to... see what my dad is like now."

"Handsome," said the first day of the month, "handsome."

Yan Hang looked at him for a while and laughed: "You shit you are really dedicated."

On the first day of the new year, he leaned over and kissed him a few times: "Then I will squat with you and squat by the door."

Cui Yi passed by one day earlier than the two of them. When the first day of the day and Yan Hang arrived in the afternoon before the trial, Cui Yi had already booked a room for them at the hotel where he was staying. The hotel was very close to the court, and it took about 20 minutes to walk. .

"I haven't, I've never been here." Chuyi leaned on the window sill of the room and looked out.

"You still grew up in this area," Yan Hang leaned against the window and lit a cigarette. "Are you always active in the two streets of your house?"

"There are more than two streets," said the first day of the new year. "Go to school, go to the vegetables, the vegetable market, there are shopping malls, there are seven or eight streets."

"Then I underestimated you?" Yan Hang said with a smile.

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"You didn't tell your father, your father, and others about coming back?" Yan Hang asked.

"I didn't say," said the first day of the new year, "my father and them are still, fortunately, my dad knows, I am afraid he will be embarrassed and embarrassed."

Yan Hang dangling his cigarette and looked into the distance.

"I want to have a meal with Cui Shuliu and Teacher Liu?" asked the first day of the new year.

"No," Yan Hang patted him, "They didn't have time to talk to us tonight. Let's eat what you want later."

He didn't want to eat anything. Maybe he grew up here. On the first day of the new year, he felt that no matter what kind of food, it was quite normal. Especially in this situation, he might not have much appetite if he put a roasted whole lamb in front of him.

Not to mention Yan Hang. When he smoked the second cigarette, he even forgot to click the cigarette. After putting it in his mouth for a long time, he didn't notice it. He was shocked when he lit him on the first day of the new year.

"Forget it, don't smoke," Yan Hang took a couple of puffs and pinched the cigarette. "Go to dinner."

When the street in the hotel was quite lively, the two of them walked casually along the street, found a restaurant, and had a tasteless meal.

I didn't even feel too full.

I pressed my belly on the first day.

"Not full?" Yan Hang asked immediately.

"No," Junior One was very touched that Yan Hang could notice his small movements for the first time in this situation, "I'm just sure, make sure I eat, not eat."

"Why is more nervous than me." Yan Hang smiled.

"I wanted to pretend, pretend to be calmer and more calm than you," Chu Yi sighed, learning Yan Hang's way, putting his arms on his shoulders, "but I'm still young, so I can't pretend."

"From now on, such shameless remarks can only be quietly told to me," Yan Hang looked at him up and down, "They are almost taller than me, and they still say that they are small all day long, and their faces are big and small."

"Small than you," said the first day of the new year, "you can say that I am small, I am small and cute."

"Suck you." Yan Hang looked at him.

"I'm big and cute." The first one changed his mouth.

"...Alright." Yan Hang sighed.

Yan Hang didn't fall asleep that night, and naturally he couldn't fall asleep on the first day of the new year. When Cui Yi called Yan Hang in the morning, they had been sitting in the room for almost an hour.

"Old Cui said that he and Teacher Liu will go directly in a while." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the new year, he stood up suddenly: "Then we also go, go, go, go..."

"Go and go," Yan Hang sang as he watched him with a smile, "Walk to September 9th..."

"This kind of song that old people can sing," the first day of the new year sighed, "you can."

"Let's go," Yan Hang stood up and bounced on the spot, "Go and observe in secret."

"When does the time start?" Lu Yi followed him out of the room and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not sure, I said I had to pick someone up from the detention center first." Yan Hang seemed to be looking for a change of clothes, but he crouched in front of his bag and touched it for a long time but couldn't find anything. after that……"

On the first day of the new year, he reached out and took a T-shirt from his bag and put it in his hand.

Yan Hang glanced at him.

"Xiao Hanghang is okay, nervous." The first day of the day gave him a kiss on his forehead.

"Yeah." Yan Hang smiled.

On the first day of the new year, he held out his face again and rubbed his face back and forth: "Relax."

"Yeah." Yan Hang turned his head and rubbed his lips against the palm of his hand.

When they arrived at the gate of the court, the surroundings were very quiet.

No one can be seen, but two people in the building are walking down the steps, looking calm.

No, it's either peaceful or very solemn. Every time I go through the court on the first day of the new year, I feel nervous inexplicably.

I don't know why.

Even if this one is not very big, there is no other high court.

There was not much place to stay near the court. Yan Hang dragged him into a tea shop, just across from the court. Through the glass, he could see the movement near the gate.

The boss served them a pot of tea while introducing the tea leaves.

However, Yan Hang was obviously absent-minded, and the boss glanced at the other side: "Is it someone you know who is going to hold court today?"

"Well," Yan Hang regained his gaze, "Let's buy tea later, that's it."

"It's okay," the boss smiled, "Drink first, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it."

"Thank you." said the first day.

The boss got up and walked away, sitting on the rocking chair on the other side and slowly drinking tea.

The waiting time was very long. It was almost nine o'clock when they arrived. Cui Yi said it would not be so early, because they had to mention people. They might have to wait for a while.

At the beginning of the first day of the new year, I also imagined what it would be like if I saw Uncle Yan, Yan Hang would fly all the way, shouting the old fox, and then Uncle Yan turned back and burst into tears.

Later, I didn't think about it. I felt that my imagination was a bit too scarce and too bloody. Especially when he grasped Yan Hang's hand, he found that Yan Hang's hand was cold, and immediately thought of nothing.

He held Yan Hang's hand and rubbed it desperately.

After rubbing it until almost ten o'clock, Yan Hang couldn't sit still a bit, and he could feel it in the first year of junior high. He and Yan Hang almost stood up at the same time, hurried out of the tea shop, and walked to the opposite door.

After crossing the street with the first day of the junior high school and walking to the gate of the court, Yan Hang felt that his pace was a little too empty.

If this is to let Dad know, and I don’t know how to laugh at him, isn’t it just to take a look at the person, but also to become nervous...

After registering, he walked in without two steps, and suddenly pulled his arm on the first day of the new year.

Yan Hang turned his head and saw a round of court cars coming in from outside the gate, and he immediately settled on the side of the road.

Although Cui Yi said that it is possible to target people, Yan Hang has always made two kinds of preparations in his heart, visible and invisible.

At this moment, seeing the car approaching, he should be able to see it, and suddenly he was a little out of breath.

How long?

More than two years?

Still three years?

Still more than a year?

No, how can it be more than a year... two years?Three years?

The car drove to the steps of the court building and stopped. Yan Hang stared at the car door, subconsciously took a handful of it aside, grabbed the hand of the first day of the day, and squeezed it firmly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

He heard it, but didn't let go.

The door opened, and the bailiff came down first, followed by... the suspect.

Yan Zhiyuan.

With only half of the back of his head, Yan Hang could recognize this person as his father.

The hair was cut very short. He had known his father for 20 years and had never seen him shave such short hair.

Dad and the bailiff went down the steps together.

Yan Hang felt a little faint in front of him, like a fog, but he could still tell from his walking posture, he should be wearing handcuffs, he couldn't see clearly under his feet, and he didn't know if he had fetters.

The moment he was about to enter, Dad suddenly made a decision.

On the first day of the junior high school, I suddenly felt very admired for the tacit understanding between Yan Hang and Uncle Yan, even in this case, both of them could be synchronized.

When Uncle Yan turned his head, Yan Hang turned his back to the building.

But he still didn't react to anything, staring at Uncle Yan there.

It was far away, and he couldn't see Uncle Yan's expression at all, but in the short period of less than a second when he turned his head and back, he felt as if he could see the smile on the corner of Uncle Yan's mouth.

After standing in the same place for a long time, the first day of the new year took out his hand that had been gripped by Yan Hang and felt that he was about to fracture, and shook it a few times.

Yan Hang looked at him: "Go in?"

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

When Yan Hang spoke, there were still unobvious tears in his eyes. After he finished speaking, he blinked and returned to his usual appearance.

"He is wearing the clothes I bought for him, that T-shirt," Yan Hang said, "Isn't it necessary to wear the clothes of the detention center for court?"

"It should be no, don't you need it?" said the first day.

"It's a pity," Yan Hang said, "you can't laugh at his clothes for ugly, but you can laugh at the handcuffs."

"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled and nodded.

"I changed my haircut, probably because of the tweezers," Yan Hang said. "He least likes his hair so short, so it's two."

He didn't speak on the first day of the junior high school and looked at Yan Hang.

Yan Hang said a lot, commented on Uncle Yan, and speculated by the way what his expression would be during the trial.

Whether it was his tone or demeanor, Yan Hang looked relaxed.

But on the first day of the junior high school, I knew he was not relaxed after listening to the endless series of words he said. Even when he said that for so long, his posture has not changed, and he has just turned around.

"Yan Hang." Interrupted on the first day of the new year.

"I think that time...huh?" Yan Hang stopped.

"It's okay," said the first day of the month, "it will go smoothly and smoothly."

"Yeah." Yan Hang finally moved, bowed his head and stomped his foot slightly.

"He just entered, when he entered," said the first day of the new year, "laugh at us, laugh."

"Really?" Yan Hang raised his head.

"Ah," Chu nodded, "I saw it."

Yan Hang looked at him, and after a long time he sighed: "It must be a meaningful smile... You were so scared when you saw my mother's monument last time. You just saw my dad and you didn't get so scared to kneel down. what?"

"Ah!" Chu Yi was taken aback, "This is a meeting, parents!"

The author has something to say:

Today, can you see people outside the court building? I asked about this. Some lawyers and prison guards have different opinions. Some say they can see them, but they walk through the usual passages, and some say they can’t. So this should be different in different courts at different levels.

So for the sake of the plot, I still want Brother Hang to take a look at his dad, after all, I haven't seen each other for a long time.