I make a living solving crimes.

By noon, most of the files had been sorted out. Chang Wei rubbed his stomach and walked towards the canteen.

I didn't eat since I got up in the morning.

These days there is nothing to eat in state-owned restaurants after mealtime.

In the small canteen warehouse, Old Wang was not there.

Chang Wei opened the cupboard and took a look, and found that the two cans of chopped peppers were gone.

Fine.

Today, Aunt Song and a group of female policewomen from the household registration office were cooking in the small canteen, and even Jiang Hongxia was helping.

Chang Wei leaned over to take a look and found that it actually looked pretty good.

He was shocked and asked in astonishment: "You all know how to cook?"

“Xiao Changwei, what are you talking about? Which woman can’t cook?”

"Exactly. How lazy must a woman be if she can't cook?"

"If women don't cook, should men do it?"

They all sounded righteous, as if they had heard some outrageous remarks.

Chang Wei was speechless.

Jiang Hongxia was extremely dissatisfied with Chang Wei's contempt, and muttered, "My mother taught me how to cook since I was a child. She also said that if you can't capture a man's stomach, you can't capture his heart."

The policewoman from the household registration office echoed: "My mother also said this, but she said it the other way around. To capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach."

Aunt Song praised, "Yes, you can't be a lazy woman."

Chang Wei sneered and staggered away.

Have you ever seen a man having a mistress because she cooks delicious food?

Capture a man's heart through his stomach?

A man's heart is directly connected to the sewer.

Since Old Wang was not there, Chang Wei was too lazy to eat in the police station. He packed up, said goodbye and went home.

He hasn't been back for three or four days.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital, he was blocked by Chen Mingji.

"Little Chang Wei." Chen Mingji felt as if he were basking in the spring breeze, his smile full of pride.

"Uncle Chen, you have a son?"

Chen Mingji was stunned for a moment, then slapped Chang Wei on the back of his head angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I see you are so happy, don't I think it's a great event? People say that the three greatest joys for men are promotion, wealth and death of wife. You don't dare to make money, and you don't have to think about it, little aunt. Promotion...are you a secretary?"

Chang Wei glanced at the All-Seeing Eye and found that the information inside had indeed changed.

"You're a smart kid." Chen Mingji patted him on the back curiously and murmured, "It's really all thanks to you. It was just announced this morning."

"Oh, it's Secretary Chen, our dear official." Chang Wei was really happy. He brushed his sleeves and prepared to kowtow to Chen Mingji at the door of the police station.

But Chen Mingji was scared to death!

"Secretary, it's a good thing that you're here. I have something to deal with."

"Tell me."

"Our Dragon Group doesn't have an independent office yet. Can Gulou solve this problem? If not, I'll go to Anding Street to ask."

Chen Mingji rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Wait, I'll go back and look for it."

"Okay, you're busy." After saying that, Chang Wei threw the bag behind his butt, and strolled home without driving.

At the gate of the compound, Chang Long had probably just finished school, with his schoolbag still slung over his shoulder.

She squatted on the steps, leaning against the stone drum, tilting her head and pulling her hair aside to expose one of her ears. The little girl climbed onto the stone drum, and her little hands were fiddling with her ear, not knowing what she was doing.

Chang Wei walked towards the door with light footsteps, and saw the little girl holding a piece of lard in her hand, blowing hot air out of her mouth. After it melted, she carefully rubbed it on Chang Long's ears.

"Auntie, don't move, it's crooked, it's crooked."

"Hurry up, mom will come out and see you later."

"Grandma is cooking, you can't see her."

"Then apply it thinner, not too thick."

"A few nests."

Chang Wei moved closer, stood on tiptoe to take a look, but he didn't see any frostbite on Chang Long's ears.

Besides, it’s not that cold today.

Confused and afraid of scaring the two little guys, he asked in a low voice: "Lao Si, Xiao Man, what are you two doing?"

Chang Long shuddered.

Before the little girl turned her head, the hair in her bun was already fluttering in the autumn wind, filled with joy.

The little face like a porcelain doll turned around, stars appeared in her eyes, and then she was wrapped in tears and choked up, "Uncle, I thought you didn't want to stay."

This cry almost broke Chang Wei's heart. He didn't care about the little girl's greasy hands and picked her up.

The little guy hugged his neck tightly and sobbed softly.

I patted him on the back and it took a while to coax him into silence.

He took out some straw paper from his bag and wiped her chubby little hands, then pulled Chang Long's ears and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Chang Long looked at the little man with envy for a while, sighed heavily, turned over and lay on the stone drum, and said in a conscientious manner: "Brother, my life is so difficult."

As he spoke, he rummaged through Chang Wei's bag, found some fruit candies, and happily put them in his pocket.

"Tell me about it." Chang Wei didn't care that the ground was dirty. He hadn't changed his clothes for three days anyway, so he sat down next to the stone drum.

The little girl twisted her butt to find a comfortable position in Chang Wei's arms, tilted her head and leaned close to Chang Wei's ear, "Uncle, my aunt is in trouble again. She was afraid that grandma would pull her ears, so she asked me to go to the kitchen to steal lard."

Chang Wei was stunned for a moment, "Why would you wipe it if you're afraid of having your ears pulled... Lao Si, you're really a talent."

Chang Long peeled a candy and stuffed it into the little girl's mouth, then fed himself another one, puffing up his cheeks and saying nothing.

"What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into? You don't even dare to go home?"

"I didn't cause any trouble. I was just fighting for justice."

"You've read too many comic books, and you even know how to enforce justice on behalf of heaven. Come on, Miss Chang, what did you do?"

Chang Long turned half of his body on the stone drum and said shyly, "I didn't do anything... It was just that Mr. Yan was scratching me this morning... When Mr. Yan went to the toilet, I threw a stone outside."

Chang Wei was startled and asked repeatedly: "Did it hit someone?"

"No, I calculated it accurately. It fell into the pit." The little girl slowly slid down from the stone drum and took two steps away from Chang Wei before continuing, "It just splashed his butt with shit. He was late this morning."

Chang Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Chang Long squatting in the corner with his knees hugged, he couldn't bear to scold him, so he asked, "Why did you throw the stone at him?"

"He's not a human being." Chang Long pouted and said angrily, "He gave us homework two days ago and asked us to draw on eggs."

Chang Wei didn't rush to ask about the follow-up, but smiled and said, "What did you draw?"

"I spent the whole afternoon drawing. I drew my mother, my father, my elder sister, you and my second brother. I drew according to your drawing."

"Let me see what the painting looks like later."

"What are you looking at? The whole class handed in their homework, but he didn't return it." At this point, the little girl's eyes reddened, and she suddenly stood up and said excitedly, "I saw the fried eggs he had at home this morning, and the eggshells in the dustpan at the door were the ones I drew."

Chang Long stood in the corner in front of the door, sobbing with the back of his hand, whispering, "I painted for a long time, I painted for an entire afternoon, and I also painted my father..."

Chang Wei sobbed with heartache, walked over to her, hugged her, and patted her back gently, "Don't cry, don't cry, big brother is here."

The little girl hugged Chang Wei's waist and cried loudly, "Brother, I miss my dad..."