I make a living solving crimes.

There is obviously something wrong with the fact that Peng Zuhui stayed in Tianjin for three months. Why did he deliberately conceal it?

We need to go to Tianjin to investigate this matter.

In those days of inconvenient transportation, without fax or the Internet, it was better to run for several hours than to wait for the other party to reply.

After getting the letter of introduction from the branch, Chang Wei and Sanbao agreed to go on a business trip the next day, and then he drove back home.

After parking the car, I went to the public toilet to flush the toilet first, and happened to meet Xu Damao squatting on the pit, with his feet on both sides of the Yellow River and a secret document in his hand.

Remembering that they hadn't seen each other for a while, Chang Wei greeted him politely: "Brother Damao, have you eaten?"

Xu Damao poked his face out from the newspaper and looked at Chang Wei stupidly.

Chang Wei shivered and pulled up his pants, "Brother Damao, pull slowly, I'm going back."

"Chang Wei, wait a moment, wait a moment." Xu Damao put away the newspaper and shouted hurriedly when he saw Chang Wei was about to leave.

"Uh...Brother Damao, I'll wait for you outside." The smell was too strong, and Chang Wei couldn't hold it in for too long. He quickly walked out of the public toilet and found a place far away to take out a cigarette.

When Xu Damao came out of the public toilet picking his teeth, the two walked towards the courtyard together. Xu Damao said, "Chang Wei, there is something you need to do me a favor for once."

"What's wrong? Brother Damao, is there anything you can't handle?" Chang Wei took two steps away from Xu Damao and let out a breath.

Xu Damao took two quick steps and came closer, whispering, "It's a friend of mine at the steel mill, Guo Dapiezi. He was caught playing cards by your police station last night and sent to the detention center. I was thinking of sending him something, so I wanted to ask for your help."

"Brother Damao is very righteous." Chang Wei gave him a thumbs up and asked, "Is it something illegal?"

"No, no, it's just a few packs of cigarettes. That kid is a heavy smoker. If he's locked up for seven days, he'll probably get sick from it."

"Okay, a few packs of cigarettes is no big deal. I'll go to the Judicial Department of the precinct tomorrow morning to say hello and have them tell the detention center. You can go over there at noon."

"Thank you, thank you!" Xu Damao thanked him repeatedly, and then said, "Wait for Guo Dapiaozi to come out, and ask him to buy some wine and meat, and treat you to a good meal."

Before Chang Wei could speak, a deep voice came from behind, "Xu Damao, stop harming Chang Wei. Chang Wei is going to be an official in the future."

The two turned around and shouted in unison, "Second Uncle."

The chubby bangs were as thick as his voice. When Chang Wei greeted him, he immediately smiled and said, "Okay, Chang Wei, you got off work early today."

"Well, I'm going to Tianjin tomorrow, so I'll come back early to pack my things." Chang Wei also had a smile on his face.

"Oh, you're on a business trip, that's a good thing." Liu Haizhong praised, then turned to look at Xu Damao, put away his smile, and lectured him with a stern face: "Xu Damao, you should also learn from Chang Wei, focus on your work, and spend less time with your drinking buddies."

Xu Damao laughed, his face stretched long, and said nonchalantly: "Second uncle, friends who only drink and eat together are also friends. They are the source of my happiness."

Liu Haizhong had a dark face and stared at Xu Damao without saying a word.

Xu Damao didn't take him seriously and even raised his eyebrows at Chang Wei.

The three of them walked out of the yard. Chang Wei said he was going to get something from the car. He said hello to the two of them and then parted ways.

Xu Damao is a real villain, and Chang Wei doesn't want to make too many friends with him, but as long as it doesn't affect his own interests, there is no need to deliberately target him.

Once you become an enemy of such a person, you must kill him with one blow. Otherwise, he will stick to you like a piece of taffy and do bad things to you in the dark corners from time to time.

He couldn't avoid it more than bangs.

Flatterers always have a false smile on their faces. Their words are as sweet as honey, but they hide a cold heart.

In the past, I endured my anger and kept silent.

Don't argue even if you're spit in my face.

One day, I will be in the blue sky,

A benefactor cuts the grass and removes the roots.

At the gate of the courtyard, the little girl heard Chang Wei talking to someone. She stuck her head behind the gate, raised her butt, and shouted softly, "Little bastard, little bastard, hide quickly, or we will scare our uncle."

Chang Wei walked over lightly and saw a small person with most of his body still exposed. Not far away stood a little black cat with a helpless look on its face.

He gently squatted beside the little girl and said softly, "Ah, how come I found a piglet at the door."

The little body trembled, and the whole little person pulled out from the door. The two little buns on the head were already disheveled, and the hair was flying. With the joy of a child, "Uncle, I missed you."

Chang Wei picked her up with a smile and gently wiped the dust off her face. Seeing Xiao Zhao nimbly climb onto his shoulders, the two of them and the cat walked towards home.

He was resting at the police station last night and had not returned home all night, so he missed the little girl very much.

She liked the evening sunlight shining through the glass windows onto the wooden floor. She liked leaning against her uncle's legs and listening to him tell interesting stories. She liked having her hands stroke her hair and gently pat her back.

In the little girl's world, everyone is her uncle.

But Chang Long didn't like it at all.

It really didn't feel good to kneel on the sunlit wooden floor.

"What happened again?" Chang Wei felt a little sorry for this little girl. From the beginning, she had to kneel every three days and be beaten every five days. Her life was really too bleak.

"What's wrong?" Yang Min was still angry at this time, and knocked the chopsticks on the table again, "Come and see for yourself."

Chang Wei walked over and took a look, and saw that all the chopsticks had become Japanese style.

Chang Wei didn't go home yesterday. After dinner, Chang Da took Chang Tian and Chang Long to the bookstore. The third child bought a bottle of ink and the fourth child asked for a pencil sharpener.

After coming back from school at noon today, she sat at home and sharpened all the chopsticks.

The little girl was aggrieved at this time, and she choked as she spoke, "I just think that the pointed chopsticks are more convenient for poking things, and I can't pick up the food every time."

"Girl, aren't you afraid of poking your mouth?" Chang Wei was immediately amused. The pointed tips of Japanese chopsticks can be polished at least, and you can use them as flying needles.

After scolding and punishing, Yang Min stopped blaming Chang Wei when she saw him coming back. She took the money and went out to buy chopsticks.

Chang Long got up from the ground, mumbling. Just as he was about to go out to play, Chang Wei grabbed him and said, "Mom will be back in ten minutes at most after buying chopsticks. Hurry up and finish your homework, or you will suffer later."

"I've finished my homework."

"Then read the text. You're not smart at all, and you can't even pretend to be good."

Chang Long rolled his eyes and took out the Chinese textbook from his schoolbag. He waited for the footsteps outside the door and his childish, clear voice echoed in the back room.

Wild goose

Autumn is here and the weather is getting cooler.

A flock of wild geese flew south.

After a while, they formed a character "個人".

Soon they were arranged in a straight line.

Chang Wei was stunned. Is this article available now?

He leaned over to take a look. It was a handwritten traditional Chinese text. In the illustration, there were two children looking up at the geese flying in a V-formation in the sky. At the bottom was a row of new Chinese characters marked with phonetic symbols.

Everyone in the family used new chopsticks for dinner, except Chang Long, who used a pair of pointed chopsticks she made herself, but Yang Min polished them a little.

The dishes for tonight are stir-fried beef with millet pepper, Kung Pao chicken, fried peanuts, corn with green peppers, and rice as the staple food.

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