"I'll go down and dig; you keep watch," Wang Chuanxing said after driving for two hours and borrowing an auxiliary policeman from the local station. He had returned to Qi Yongbin's house to dig the dried-up well.
He was the kind of person with a highly functioning brain, full of thoughts, but had never really gotten his chance. That's because in the provincial capital, there were many young people who relied on themselves, just like him.
This time, Wang Chuanxing worried that involving others would share any potential credit, so he didn't even want to ask for borrowed people. He only borrowed an auxiliary policeman and, without explaining the situation, brought a shovel and came over.
The auxiliary policeman borrowed was over 30 and didn't really care what he was doing. Wang Chuanxing assigned him as a lookout, and he found a shady spot to sit down and play on his cellphone.
Wang Chuanxing dug downward in the dried well, feeling increasingly guilty.