I make a living solving crimes.

Love is just an ordinary thing.

Not surprising at all.

Men are nothing but a thing of entertainment.

What's so great.

The lyrics are deceptive.

In the previous life, no woman had ever considered Chang Wei as an object of entertainment.

When he was young, he fell madly in love with a girl, and her parents put her on life support - if you pester my daughter again, I will kill you!

Alas, he was very pure and clean at that time, without the sour smell of love or the stink of money.

He just didn't understand why you couldn't have your cake and eat it too, but you could be poor and ugly.

When he reached middle age, he fell in love with another woman. Not only did her parents disapprove, even her husband refused to agree.

After all, he understood that love is actually a luxury.

True love should be that you can give everything for the other person without expecting anything in return, and the other person should be able to do the same.

Even without material things and bread, it will not affect the love between two people.

This kind of pure love can only be found by chance.

In real life, readers would advise Chang Wei to find a girlfriend who is of equal social status, a girlfriend who is beautiful, a girlfriend who is virtuous and good at managing the household, or a girlfriend who is gentle and lovely.

Chang Wei wants to too!

But this was the f**king 1950s, and having four girlfriends would kill you.

Adding so many conditions on top of love cannot be blamed on readers for being realistic, it’s just that they have experienced too many stories about bicycles and BMWs.

So I would like to advise those young readers here that if you like a girl, you should study hard, work hard, and make more money from now on, so that when she gets married, you can give more money as a gift.

The setting sun shines on Nanluoguxiang, casting mottled light and shadows in the alley through the old locust trees under the eaves, as if it were an old photo turned out from a pile of old papers, walking into the scroll of time.

The courtyard began to be filled with the smell of fireworks. The moss on the steps in front of the door was set off by the afterglow of the setting sun. The bluestone slabs on the paths in the courtyard were shining. It was quiet and peaceful, making people forget the hustle and bustle of the city and the anxiety of work.

In the east wing of the front yard of No. 95 Courtyard, Chang Wei and San Bao sat around, eating and chatting.

This was the first time Chang Wei invited Sanbao to dinner.

A plate of meat and a plate of fish were the main courses, accompanied by three vegetarian dishes and a large bowl of soup. The four of them ate very happily.

The little girl had two buns on her head. She came running over, hid outside the door, and poked half of her head out to take a look inside. When she was discovered, she screamed in a soft voice and ran away with her little butt twisted.

"Your niece?" Wu Jimao swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth and asked curiously.

"Yes, Chang Xiaoman, my eldest sister's child." Chang Wei responded.

"I saw him once when I changed my household registration." Li Laifu thought for a moment and continued, "Chang Wei, this time I gave you a pound of fruit candy. My brothers and sisters are grown up, so I'll leave it for your niece."

Giving gifts like this was obviously a spur-of-the-moment decision, and only a fool like Li Lai Fu would do such a thing.

Chang Wei didn't care. He knew Li Lai Fu's character and knew that his words were sincere, but lacked some worldly wisdom.

He did this because he was awarded the third-class merit and he was always grateful in his heart.

Chang Wei casually put down the chopsticks and said, "No need, she doesn't need to eat much either, you can take it back and leave it for your second and third children."

Li Lai Fu opened his mouth but said nothing, then nodded sullenly.

Chang Wei continued, "If you have this intention, come and learn how to drive from me after get off work every day, so that I can have a driver when I go out in the future."

Li Laifu stood up immediately and asked anxiously: "Chang Wei, can I really learn to drive from you?"

Chang Wei looked at him quietly without saying anything.

Li Laifu was stunned for a moment, then he said again, "Chang Wei, can I really learn to drive from you?"

Chang Wei nodded, "Don't you always want to learn? But let me make it clear, if you can't learn it, I will beat you up."

Li Laifu laughed and said, "It's okay. I'm not afraid."

Wu Jimao was about to speak when Chang Wei said, "Come one by one. The oil coupons haven't been settled yet. Don't worry."

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry." Wu Jimao also laughed. As long as Chang Wei agreed, it would be fine.

Since winning the third-class merit, Sanbao has been full of energy every day, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Chang Wei, how is your injury?" Jiang Hongxia licked her lips and tried to make her voice gentler.

Chang Wei didn't need to pretend to be sick in front of Sanbao, so he nodded and said, "I'm fine. I can eat, sleep, run and jump."

"Can we go out on the street?" Jiang Hongxia asked tentatively, without any skill, and went straight to the point, "Let's go catch the thief together tomorrow, right? You don't have to do anything, just point at the person and we'll catch him."

"There are no thieves in Gulou anymore. I didn't see any when I went to the vegetable market yesterday." Chang Wei shook his head regretfully.

I don't know who started the rumor, but there was a young policeman in the Gulou Police Station who liked the Rabbit God. Every time he caught a thief, the first thing he did was to take off the thief's pants.

Now thieves avoid the Gulou area and dare not come in. Even the neighborhood committee has praised the police station, and the public security on the streets has improved significantly.

"Then let's go somewhere else. We have work permits from the branch anyway." Jiang Hongxia was very excited. Her mind was now on work.

Bigger and stronger, create greater glories.

"It's too offensive. Last time, I overturned an entire police station. I guess the West City Branch hates me to death now."

"That's their own fault. They are hanging around with a bunch of thieves. It's shameful. You shouldn't have stripped them of their police uniforms."

Jiang Hongxia was indignant. When this happened, she was receiving a medal at the branch office. When she returned to the station, she saw Director Ma coming to question her.

It’s a pity that he was slapped in the face by Chang Wei in the end.

"Wait a few days. We'll go find Director Wei and ask him to find some connections. We'll go to Xizhimen Railway Station to have some fun. That's the den of thieves."

Things are about to get difficult, and Chang Wei also wants to stock up more supplies.

Jiang Hongxia nodded like a chick pecking at rice. Just as she was about to speak, Wu Jimao suddenly gossiped, "Chang Wei, did you know that Wang Wenlong is dead?"

"Wu Jimao, why are you interrupting me?" Jiang Hongxia was extremely dissatisfied. She was still planning to discuss the Xizhimen matter in detail.

"No, I didn't interrupt. I just wanted to tell Chang Wei about this." Wu Jimao explained quickly.

Chang Wei already knew the result when the system rewarded him, so he pretended to be surprised and asked, "How could it be? How did he die?"

"Two days ago, probably because he was in a bad mood, he went to Beihai Park to relax. As a result, the guardrail of the pier was in disrepair and he fell into the water and drowned."

Chang Wei nodded and sighed heavily without saying anything.

Because of this, he hasn't been to Beihai for two days, for fear that people would see him and remember how to save people.

After all, the two actually knew each other and had some old grudges.

Although there is no direct evidence, it would be best if I were not implicated.

Fortunately, he is recovering from his injuries and has stitches on his body.

Wu Jimao continued to talk about the first-hand information he got from his classmates: "Wang Wenlong's wife said that he must have fallen into the water and died while investigating a case. He wanted to be called a martyr, but was rejected by the police station."

Chang Wei paused and said casually, "Are you sure he drowned?"

"Well, several people went into the water but were not rescued, and a young man almost drowned himself."

Chang Wei glanced at Wu Jimao's face, confirmed that he had no doubts at all, and felt relieved.