When I was in elementary school, my classmate Xiao Fat, my two families are front and back yards, there is only a wall in the middle of the two families, and his backyard is the front yard of my family.
Fat's father was a policeman, and sometimes I went to Fat's house to do my homework, and when his dad happened to be sleeping in the bedroom, Fat stole his dad's gun out, and we both fiddled with it for a while. When his father heard the movement, he hurried out and confiscated the gun.
When Chubby was in junior high school, it was a summer. Little Fat and his father led us, in the back garden of his house, put five canned bottles under the roots of the earthen wall, at a distance of 10 meters, to teach Little Fat his brother to practice marksmanship. In the words of Xiao Fat's father, "You two are too small to hold the gun." Although we were not addicted to guns at that time, after the little fat two of us, we picked up the roots of the earthen wall to find bullets, and we were completely addicted. Unfortunately, the good times were not long, because the roots of the earthen wall were seriously damaged by the little fat and the two of us, with the wash of a heavy rain, the section of the earthen wall was washed down by the rain. Little Fat We are similar to two prisoners, under the custody of a policeman, working hard and accepting punishment.
During the winter break when I was in the second grade of elementary school, I walked home on the side of the road. At this time, a police uncle wearing a blue police uniform passed by me on a bicycle. My eyes involuntarily landed on the back of the policeman's uncle and I saw the pistol exposed in the half-cut holster. Because I usually had contact with Xiao Fat's father, I didn't have a sense of fear for the police. Without a sense of fear, I have the intention of teasing people. I was right behind the policeman's uncle and shouted loudly, "Murdered." The policeman's uncle heard my shouting, got out of the car, turned back to me and asked, "Where?"? I didn't dare to answer, so I ran away.
In the early days of reform and opening up, our first large-scale shopping mall in our local area opened. On the opening day, the outside of the mall was crowded with people and the water was not open. A few of my classmates and I walked slowly forward in the bustling crowd, with the flow of people. Between people, almost all of them go to the mall next to each other. Just in front of me, there was a middle-aged man, and I saw his back waist, although his clothes were covered, revealing a bulging bag. At that time, I decided in my heart that this person was a plainclothes policeman. In order to verify whether my judgment was correct, I pretended to inadvertently touch the man's waist with my hand, the back waist of the middle-aged man, which was indeed a pistol. At this time, the middle-aged man alertly looked back at me, I pretended to be indifferent, still walking towards the mall, the man looked at me several times in doubt, and did not say anything. After my bold investigation, the man was 100% plainclothes policeman.
After going to society, I had two or three friends around me, who were not police professionals at first, and now they have become a glorious policeman.
On the first day of the new year, a police friend of mine gave me a New Year's gift that excited me.