TV series: Daily life of male supporting role

The community where Uncle Qin and Aunt Gui live is an old school district house, behind the elementary school he attended. The house is a small three-bedroom apartment, and it doesn’t seem crowded for the three of them to live in.

After parking the car downstairs, Xiangyang took out the gift bag from the trunk and walked towards the door of the apartment building.

In the parking lot, Xiangyang saw a man walking out in a hurry. Looking at the blood on the man's body, he knew that he had killed someone not long ago.

I just don't know in which building this man killed someone. This parking lot is very large and is shared by two buildings.

When the man was about to leave his sight, Xiangyang walked in the opposite direction with the gift bag. When he turned around, he suddenly injected his mental power into the man's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

When the man turned around, his body paused and he fell straight to the ground.

The place where he fell was very hidden, and he was dressed in black, so no one noticed him for a while.

Xiangyang walked out of the parking lot and turned about 100 meters. He saw several police cars parked in front of the door of the apartment building and a cordon was set up nearby.

Xiangyang walked over here and the young policeman who had been paying attention to the situation nearby noticed him.

When he was almost reaching the cordon, the young policeman took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to stop him from moving forward.

"Hello, the police are investigating a case. The road ahead is temporarily blocked."

Xiangyang was holding bags in both hands, so he could only raise his chin and look towards the door, saying, "Hello, my home is in this building."

"Is there any proof?" the policeman asked impartially.

Xiangyang also realized that his words were not credible, so he hung the gift bag in his right hand on his left hand, reached into his trouser pocket and took out a community access card to show the police, pointed to a balcony with flowers and plants upstairs and said, "I live in 503 of this building, the one with lilies."

When the young policeman heard Xiangyang say 503, he raised his eyebrows, looked in the direction of his finger, and confirmed that this person lived upstairs from the victim.

"Do you know Ye Min?" he asked the police.

Xiang Yang's eyes flashed with confusion, his sight fell on the cordon not far away, and he asked tentatively, "I know her, what happened to her?"

"She..." The young policeman wanted to say something but was stopped by a seemingly experienced policeman.

"Xiao Qin, what are you doing?"

The young policeman Xiao Qin looked back at his master Jiang Feng. Seeing the anger in his master's eyes, he couldn't help but touch his head. He had made his master angry again.

He was not stupid, he could see the anger in his master's eyes, full of disappointment.

"Master, why did you come down?" Xiao Qin took a few steps back, allowing Xiang Yang to face his master face to face.

Xiangyang looked at the policeman's eyes as he was looking at him, smiled at him calmly, and repeated to him what he had said to Xiao Qin before.

When Jiang Feng heard that Xiang Yang was a resident of 503, and considering that he had just come down from upstairs, he asked him, "Are you the adopted son of the old couple in 503? Shouldn't you be at school now? Why are you back?"

"Yes, I don't have many courses in my third year, so I'll come back to visit the old people when I have time." Xiang Yang raised his hand holding the gift bag, "And give them some daily necessities."

Jiang Feng looked at the gift bag and nodded, "Okay, go ahead."

"Okay, thank you, you've worked hard." Xiangyang smiled at them and went upstairs.

When he could no longer see anyone, Jiang Feng turned around and gave Xiao Qin a chestnut.

"What did you want to tell them just now? The incident hasn't even gotten out of hand yet, but you want everyone to know that the building was sealed off because someone died?"

"I... know I was wrong!" Xiao Qin touched his hand that was hurt. Although he felt wronged, he didn't dare to talk back.

He was indeed wrong in this matter. He pursed his lips and stood obediently in front of his master to listen to his lecture.

"Go back and write me a self-review."

"Oh."

The elevator went up to the fifth floor. Xiangyang came out of the elevator door and saw a lot of footsteps coming from the stairs next to him. There were only four families on their floor. Now the door of 504 was opened, and a conversation between the police and the old man was heard from inside.

Xiangyang took a look, then stopped at the door of 503 and knocked gently.

The fifth floor and the corridor were very quiet. The knock on the door was very obvious. Xiangyang heard footsteps coming from the room, and the voices in 504 opposite also paused.

When Uncle Qin heard the knock on the door, he thought it was the police asking questions again, so he hurried over to open the door.

When he opened the door, he found that the person standing at the door was not the policeman who had come before, but his son whom he had been thinking about.

"Uncle Qin, I'm back." Xiangyang saw Uncle Qin staring at him in a daze, then he raised his smile and greeted him.

"Hey, Yangyang, why are you back?" Uncle Qin stomped his feet excitedly, holding Xiangyang's hand and looking at him.

Since Xiangyang entered his junior year, he no longer came back to live with us often, and Uncle Qin hasn't seen Xiangyang for almost three months.

When he was a freshman and sophomore, Xiangyang would go home on weekends to have a meal or stay overnight before returning to school.

The university where Xiangyang attends is relatively close to their place, and it only takes about an hour and a half to drive home.

But there are a lot of things to do in the third year of college, so Xiangyang doesn’t come back on weekends.

"Old Qin, who's here?" Aunt Gui walked out of the kitchen and met Xiangyang's smiling eyes.

"Yangyang! You're back!" Aunt Gui walked to the door and found Uncle Qin blocking the door. She quickly pushed him away and pulled Xiangyang in. "Oh, why did you bring so many things back?"

Aunt Gui put the things in Xiangyang's hand on the door cabinet without waiting for Xiangyang to speak, and continued to pull Xiangyang to the dining room, "Hurry up, I rolled out the noodles this morning, I'll make you some plain noodles."

"it is good."

Uncle Qin's eyes followed Xiangyang. When he saw Xiangyang sitting down, he turned around and was about to close the door. He happened to meet the eyes of a policeman who came out from the opposite door.

Uncle Qin and the policeman smiled at each other and closed the door. No one was more important than Yang Yang now.

Xiang Yang had just sat down for a while when he got up and went to the kitchen to help.

Uncle Qin and Aunt Gui wanted him to sit down and have a rest, but Xiangyang said, "With more people helping us, we can eat faster," and blocked their way.

The two men's movements became faster, and Xiang Yang's movements were not slow either. Soon, three bowls of plain noodles and two side dishes were ready.

The noodles were hand-rolled and very chewy. Xiangyang took several mouthfuls of noodles before asking Aunt Gui why the police came downstairs.

Although Xiangyang already knew what happened upstairs, he still had to ask.

"It seems to be a little girl living alone. She hasn't been to work for several days. The police received a call and came here to check. It turns out that the little girl's house has been uninhabited for a long time." Uncle Qin told Xiangyang what the police said.

"Is it upstairs?" Xiangyang asked.

Uncle Qin and Aunt Gui nodded. "It seems so. Room 603, right? It's the house where your uncle Mo lives. Not long after you started school, your uncle Mo moved to Shanghai to live with his son, and the upstairs was rented out."

"Oh, then you must be careful when traveling in the next few days. I guess those police will come here again."

"Oh, okay, we got it. Please be careful at school."

"Okay, I will."