I make a living solving crimes.

Chapter 427 The oil bottle

Going to Beijing at the end of the year is a normal work arrangement for local areas.

Now that I'm here, it's only natural to meet the old revolutionaries from my hometown.

Chang Wei was not surprised that he came, but he did not expect to see him so early.

Fortunately, he had been inside the wall before and had seen many big shots. After a brief pause, he calmed himself down.

It’s better to go to Sichuan Province as soon as possible. If you stay here, you don’t know how much trouble you will encounter.

He felt more and more that the two old men's arrangements for him were extremely wise.

Because the guest came from his hometown, even though he was actually from Shanxi, Old Wang still entertained him with rice noodles.

Anyone who can be entertained by Old Wang with rice noodles and chopped peppers is considered a courtesy. As for four dishes and one soup, that is purely wishful thinking.

"Paofen." In the middle courtyard, the old man shouted with full energy.

Wu Changkun went to make noodles.

Seeing Chang Wei basking in the sun in the yard, Old Wang waved and said, "Do you want to go meet him? He's pretty good."

Chang Wei shook his head gently, "I'd better have less contact with local officials."

Old Wang thought about it and didn't force it.

Since little Chang Wei has his own ideas, he won't force them.

The soup for the rice noodles was wild boar bone soup, with a spoonful of chopped pepper added. Chang Wei slurped it up with a cup of hot tea next to him.

Fan Tuaner came over with a lunch box and whispered, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Chang Wei looked at her in confusion, and when he saw her winking towards the backyard, he sighed.

No secrets can be hidden in front of this sister!

"a little complicated."

“Is there something wrong with this person?”

“No, well… it’s hard to say

"Then don't say it. Stay true to yourself and don't talk nonsense." Fan Tuan'er didn't force it and changed the subject naturally: "My dad has been praising you at home these past few days, saying that he envies you for being mature at a young age."

"Sister Tuan'er, are you sure this is a compliment?"

Fan Tuaner glanced at him with her almond-shaped eyes, said nothing, and lowered her head to continue eating rice noodles.

"Okay, okay, this is a compliment." Chang Wei admitted defeat and sighed, "But it's not sincere to compliment someone behind his back!"

"Then I'll invite you to my house for dinner next time, and ask you to have a couple of drinks with him, so that he can praise you in person."

Fan Tuaner lowered her head and smiled, with a hint of complexity and anticipation in her eyes.

After eating the rice noodles, Chang Wei received a call. Deputy Section Chief Xiao Wang went to the yard in the afternoon and opened the two back rooms for Chang Wei to see the situation inside.

It just so happened that he didn't want to stay in the yard, so he went to the backyard and simply said hello before going home, asking Fan Tuaner to keep an eye on the unit and call him immediately if Du Ye had any trouble.

In the back yard, people had just finished lunch. The elders went for a nap, and the few kids who didn't have school in the afternoon were reviewing their lessons seriously, preparing for the final exams on Friday and Saturday. Only Chang Long was lying in the yard basking in the sun.

Seeing Chang Wei, she struggled to get up and asked, "Brother, why are you back?"

Chang Wei took a wooden chair and sat next to her, rubbing her stomach, "How much did you eat?"

"The sausages are delicious. I ate three bowls." The little girl lay back down, squinting at the sun, stretching her arms lazily, enjoying Chang Wei's rubbing, "Don't worry, big brother. I'll be flat after I poop."

Chang Wei didn't stop moving his hands. He was really afraid that the little girl would eat too much. While rubbing her, he asked, "Why don't you read a book?"

"I have learned it all. Don't worry, big brother. I will definitely do well in the exam this time." The little girl raised her eyebrows nonchalantly and said proudly, "During lunch, I got all the couplets correct from my second sister."

"You made a couplet?" Chang Wei didn't believe it. "Tell me, what couplet did your second sister come up with?"

"The thief stole the money."

Chang Wei couldn't think of what to say for a moment, and then he heard Chang Long say, "I just said, I stutter."

"Okay, as long as you're satisfied." Chang Wei had no academic requirements for her, as long as she was not illiterate, and asked with concern: "Those male classmates didn't dare to look for you today, right?"

"They dare not. They even apologized to Mo Mo in class today." Chang Long excitedly recounted what happened in the morning and sniffed again.

"Did you catch a cold?"

"No, I'm in good health."

Everyone in the family has eaten a lot of physical fitness fruits, and they are basically immune to all diseases. Chang Wei didn't take it seriously, and guessed that it was just a stuffy nose due to the big temperature difference between inside and outside the house.

Children nowadays are all tough. When she first started school, the little girl was basically beaten every day, but she was still full of life.

He recalled that he was the same when he was a child.

Why can’t children be beaten or scolded later on?

He thought for a long time, and when Xiong Chumo came over, the two little girls were jumping around together and talking about the fight yesterday, and then he laughed.

Children at that time were free-range, unlike children in later generations who were locked up at home after school and did not even have a friend in the strict sense.

And they will be beaten if they are naughty, no one is spared, and even the most cultured parents will not hesitate to give their children a beating.

After getting beaten, everyone can communicate with each other and won’t feel that they are having a hard time, because everyone is the same after all.

In their understanding, these are the pains of growing up that no one can avoid.

You can also discuss with each other whose parents are better at martial arts.

While he was thinking about something, his ears twitched and he stood up and walked towards the front yard.

Section Chief Xiao Wang had just opened the door of the two back rooms when several middle-aged women gathered around him at the door with hanging flowers to inquire about the situation.

"Chief Du from the Dragon Group is moving in." This is the yard where Chang Wei lives. Xiao Wang doesn't know the relationship between these people and Chang Wei, so he patiently explains.

The third aunt's expression changed. "Chief Du? Why haven't I heard of any chief in the Dragon Group?"

"He was promoted not long ago, and he is very close to Director Chang."

When several middle-aged women heard this, they all started talking about it.

"Chang Wei is becoming more and more successful. He has become the director and promoted his confidant to be the section chief."

"Such a young director, this is the first in the capital, right?"

"I haven't seen it anyway."

"Isn't it inappropriate to arrange for this person to live in our courtyard?"

When the third aunt heard someone mention this, she said, "That's right, a section chief lives in the back house, next to the widow next door. Doesn't Chang Wei want to introduce his sister to this section chief?"

She was also thinking of giving these two rooms to her eldest son.

If this topic is brought up, Chang Wei might be afraid of what others might say and give up.

After hearing what she said, several aunts started talking.

The third aunt mocked, "Chang Da brought a freeloader with her. How could she, a section chief, agree to this? I think Chang Wei has made a wrong calculation this time."

"Who are you calling a freeloader?"

Under the eaves of the hanging flower gate, Chang Wei's face was as dark as ink, staring at the third aunt.

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I've been busy all day today. I didn't even dare to rest after dinner. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, so I can only write two chapters. I also have to go pack my luggage!

Sorry, sorry!