Chapter 17: A good man that cannot be written in novels

Zhu Shan sat on the massage chair and ate a lot of strawberries. She felt full, so she waved her hand and said no more.

As a result, the big hand in front of her was still stuffing strawberries into her mouth one after another.

Zhu Shan looked up and saw Ling Xiao's hateful face.

She slapped her hand over...

Waking myself up.

The corners of Zhu Shan's mouth turned up in self-mockery, and she put her little hand on her forehead.

Also, only in dreams would I dare to slap him.

Even though I was in a dream, I still felt so good.

Zhu Shan felt a moist cool breeze. She turned her head and saw that there was a small gap in the floor-to-ceiling window, and the wind came in from there.

She got up from the bed, and first went to the balcony to care for the circle of succulent plants that were not delicate.

Well, it's growing very well.

Zhu Shan stood up. It was gloomy and rainy outside.

She closed the window and returned to bed, took out her phone from under the pillow, checked her unread messages, and then opened the news section.

The hot topic in the news is the incident of Yang Maoxue. He forwarded the police notice in the early morning and proved his courage in front of the public.

What followed was that more and more people who knew Yang Maoxue came out to say good things about him over the years.

One netizen said that he once worked in the same company as Yang Maoxue. He was very generous and would help every colleague around him unconditionally, like a fool.

There was also someone who claimed to be Yang Maoxue's primary school classmate. He said that he was bullied by a senior classmate, and Yang Maoxue rushed over to rescue him. In the end, he was beaten badly.

Another netizen said that his bag was robbed on the road many years ago, and Yang Maoxue helped to recover it. He was also stabbed by the robber, causing a lot of blood.

Some netizens dug up old news. The picture quality was not clear, but it could be seen that it was Yang Maoxue with a young face. He was being interviewed for saving two elementary school students who almost drowned while swimming in the river...

It turns out that Yang Maoxue is a very good person.

A good man who cannot be written about in novels.

Zhu Shan felt that if she helped Yang Maoxue, God would definitely remember her silently.

She opened the memo, which recorded all the reporters she had inquired about from the "Inside and Out of the Court" column that year.

After she went to various departments privately to identify and exclude, she still couldn't find the skinny journalist uncle from back then.

She only hopes that this achievement will allow her to stop taking detours, find that uncle as soon as possible, and learn about her father's case back then.

On the first day of work after the holiday, an atmosphere called "holiday hangover" spreads in the office.

No one spoke, only the faint sound of typing on the keyboard was heard.

Therefore, Qu Lianjie's voice was particularly loud, "The meeting will begin in the conference room in five minutes."

Zhu Shan went to the toilet, returned to her seat, and entered the conference room with a notebook and ballpoint pen.

Wu Jing waved, "Shanshan, this way."

Zhu Shan thanked her and as soon as she sat down, Wu Jing came over.

"Shanshan, have you found your idol reporter uncle?"

Zhu Shan shook his head listlessly, "I went to see it, but it's not the case."

"By the way, those reporters only appeared from behind. How did you become a fan?"

Zhu Shan said awkwardly, "I only saw him doing an interview once in real life. I thought his questions were particularly in-depth, so I became a fan."

Wu Jingle chuckled and took out her mobile phone, "I found some photos from the annual meeting. See if there is your idol uncle."

Zhu Shan immediately brightened up and took the photo and looked at it carefully.

She enlarged the photos one by one, not sparing everyone.

It seemed that things were really changing, and Zhu Shan really saw the skinny reporter from back then in one of the photos.

She was a little excited and pulled Wu Jing's sleeves, speaking incoherently, "I...I...I..."

However, Wu Jing ignored her and waved her sleeves.

"Shanshan?" Qu Lianjie pointed at Zhu Shan with a marker, "What do you think?"

? ? ?

Zhu Shan raised her head and looked at Qu Lianjie, who was confused.

She glanced at everyone and blushed instantly.

Qu Lianjie comforted her, "Don't be shy. If you have any ideas, just tell me."

Zhu Shan stood up slowly, staring at the writing on the blackboard behind Qu Lianjie, and blinked, "Positive energy...Positive energy..."

She seemed to faintly hear Qu Lianjie say just now that the higher-ups had issued a mission to promote positive energy during this period.

Zhu Shan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Director, it was the Yang Maoxue incident two days ago. I think he is very positive."

Qu Lianjie nodded, "You continue."

continue?

Zhu Shan was confused and continued, "I know him, and he has a lot of traffic now. I think we can do an exclusive interview with him..."

After the meeting, Zhu Shan was still a little unresponsive.

She just said it casually, but to her surprise, Director Qu made the decision on the spot and the plan was approved.

Wu Jing put her arm around Zhu Shan's shoulders, "Okay, you actually know Yang Maoxue. He is really hotly debated by the whole people now."

"Not...very familiar." Zhu Shan paused and looked at Wu Jing expectantly, "Sister Jing, when can you help me find out about the person I just pointed out?"

"Shanshan! Are you his crazy fan?"

Zhu Shan didn't hesitate and nodded fiercely.

Wu Jing smiled and shook her head, "Let me ask the old man. I have no impression of him, and I am sure that he no longer works at the TV station."

Zhu Shan took Wu Jing's arm and said coquettishly, "Sister Jing, please."

"What a crazy fan." Wu Jing patted Zhu Shan's forehead and reminded, "You should contact Yang Maoxue first and see when he is free for us to conduct an interview. I will sort out the interview content first."

Zhu Shan returned to her work station and opened the chat window with Yang Maoxue.

She was a little unsure and thought for a long time before typing.

Zhu Shan: [Brother Yang, I am Zhu Shan. 】

Zhu Shan: [Sorry to bother you. 】

Zhu Shan: [Let me introduce myself first. I am a reporter from the "Social Hotline" column of Yuhe TV Station. Currently, our column team would like to schedule an exclusive interview with you. Are you free? 】

Zhu Shan waited for half an hour before her phone vibrated.

Yang Maoxue: [Actually, these recent online discussions have somewhat affected my life. 】

Is this a polite rejection?

Zhu Shan's face was filled with praise.

The phone in my hand vibrated again.

Yang Maoxue: [But since it is your show, my benefactor, I will definitely cooperate. 】

! ! !

Zhu Shan jumped up from her office chair excitedly and leaned on her desk to type a reply.

Zhu Shan: [Thank you! Many thanks! 】

Zhu Shan: [Brother Yang, whenever you have time, we will try our best to cooperate with you. 】

Finally, we made an appointment for the weekend.

Before that, after asking and getting permission, Zhu Shan, Wu Jing and others went to Yang Maoxue's residence to interview his friends and neighbors.

Yang Maoxue lives in an old house in the old city, where the atmosphere of life is very strong.

There was an old man in his fifties at the security booth at the gate of the community. When he heard that he was here to interview Yang Maoxue, he immediately exaggerated.

The uncle was a little excited. He held the microphone and said in Yuhe, "I have been here for more than thirty years. It can be said that I have watched this child Xiao Yang grow up. This child is a nice person, honest and helpful. Our community Most of them are elderly people with inconvenient legs and feet, but as long as something happens, they will immediately go to help.”

The uncle became more and more excited as he spoke, "And Xiao Yang not only helps the elderly, he also helps young people. Needless to say, he helps with moving things, picking up express delivery, etc. When he sees it, he immediately goes to help. You said some time ago There were still people who wanted to sue him and accuse him of assault, but we all believed in Xiao Yang’s character. We even planned to sign a letter of ten thousand people and go to the police station. Fortunately, the police finally proved his innocence.”

Wu Jing, "Has Mr. Yang lived here since he was a child? Does he live with his parents?"

"Our community was an employee house of a textile factory more than 20 years ago. Xiao Yang has been living here since his parents divided this house. His parents passed away many years ago. Xiao Yang relied on state scholarships to go to college. .Now there are only two of him and his wife. He loves his wife so much that she treats her like a eldest lady. It can be said that she is... just like the one shown on TV, the eldest daughter who doesn't touch the beauty with her fingers. Miss." The uncle spread his hands, "Xiao Yang not only has to go to work, but also cooks for her wife after get off work. Where do you think you can find such a man?"

Wu Jing responded with a smile, and then asked, "What is his wife's job?"

"His wife did not work and was not a local. I heard that she was his college classmate and got married right after graduation. I remember working for a while at the time, but later he was reluctant to let his wife go to work."

After talking for a while, the uncle suddenly said, "You can go to the 3rd floor of Building 5 to interview Uncle Chen. Xiao Yang is a life-saving grace to his family."

Zhu Shan helped get the interview machine, climbed to the third floor, and stood panting at the door of Uncle Chen's house.

Wu Jing knocked on the door, and the person who opened the door was an old man wearing a plaid shirt.

Uncle Chen planned to close the door before Wu Jing could explain his purpose.

But when he heard about Yang Maoxue, his attitude immediately changed. He introduced Zhu Shan and others to the door with a smile and brought fruits.

Uncle Chen, "That was five years ago. My son went gambling and got a lot of debt. Those people came to my house to demand the debt. At first, they threatened verbally, but later they wanted to take my son away. "

Uncle Chen shed some tears, lowered his head and wiped them away, "That's when my wife lost his temper."

Zhu Shan handed over the tissue.

Uncle Chen wiped his tears and continued, "My son moved first, and those people took out the knife directly. My son's body was covered with blood. It was Xiao Yang who heard the noise and rushed forward regardless of the danger. Otherwise, my son would definitely not be here either." Now. Xiao Yang still has scars on his arms, which were left from saving my son."

After the interview, I packed my things and walked downstairs.

Zhai Honghui smacked his lips and sighed, "This Yang Maoxue is a modern version of Lei Feng."

"Isn't it?" Wu Jing agreed, "He is still a good man who loves his wife."

Zhai Honghui suggested, "Why don't we interview his wife?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Shan immediately reminded, "I was told not to interview his wife."

"So precious?"

Zhu Shan's mind flashed back to the fragile appearance of Yang Maoxue's daughter-in-law after she was frightened in the mall that day, and she responded, "I have seen her daughter-in-law before. She is timid and very weak."

Wu Jing gave Zhai Honghui a hammer and said, "This is called loving your wife. You single dog should learn more, otherwise you will be an orphan!"

The three of them went downstairs and put the equipment in the car.

Suddenly someone said from behind, "Shanshan?"

When Zhu Shan turned around, it was Yang Maoxue.

He had a mellow smile on his face and was holding vegetables, pork and fruits in his hands...

It's like I just came home from get off work.

Yang Maoxue looked at the group of people and said, "Are you Shanshan's colleagues? Come on, come on, come and have dinner at my house."

He raised the plastic bag in his hand and said with great enthusiasm, "I bought a lot of vegetables today."

Zhu Shan hurriedly waved her hand, "Brother Yang, no need, we have to go back to the TV station to write."

"It's almost dinner time. You have to eat when you go back to work overtime." Yang Maoxue transferred the things in his hand to one hand and pushed Zhai Honghui enthusiastically, "Little brother, come on, come on, you all come to my house for dinner, I Very good at cooking.”

"Ah? No, no need..."

Between the push and pull, the three of them went to Yang Mao's home.

The person who opened the door was his wife, wearing a long dress and a knitted sweater, with long black hair hanging down to her waist.

Beautiful and very gentle.

Yang Maoxue introduced, "This is my wife, her name is Fang Xinnuo."

Yang Maoxue turned around and introduced Zhu Shan and others, "Xinnuo, I mentioned this to you. Reporter Zhu Shan, these two are her colleagues."

Fang Xinnuo's voice was soft and gentle, "Hello."

The three of them stood at the door and bent down in unison, "Excuse me."

"Don't bother me." Fang Xinnuo hurriedly ushered the person in, "Reporter Zhu Shan, I remember you. It was you who held me up that day, so I didn't fall."

"Just call me Shanshan."

Yang Maoxue turned to look at Zhu Shan again, "You are really my great benefactor."

Zhu Shan's ears turned red as soon as she heard the words "great benefactor" and she waved her hands quickly, "That's right."

Yang Maoxue took off his coat and walked to the kitchen, "You guys sit down and watch TV first. I cook very quickly."

Fang Xinnuo also followed, "I'll help you."

Yang Maoxue held Fang Xinnuo's shoulders, "Whatever you do, just sit and wait for dinner."

"Then I'll make them tea."

"Okay, okay." Yang Maoxue then let Fang Xinnuo enter the kitchen.

The three of them sat on the sofa awkwardly.

Zhu Shan took a long breath and looked at Yang Maoxue's home.

The space is not large, and although the furniture is old, it is covered with linen covers with small flowers, making it neat and warm.

Wu Jing, "I feel like I ate a handful of dog food. Why should I come to eat dog food?"

Zhu Shan hugged Wu Jing's arm, "He is really too enthusiastic and can't refuse."

Wu Jing nodded.

After two seconds, his eyes turned to the kitchen, "I also want to find this kind of man."

Zhai Honghui, "Give up. This is the only one I've seen in my life."