I make a living solving crimes.

In the Willys, Chang Wei stuffed the things on both sides of the back seat, asked Chang Long to hold Chang Xiaoman tightly and sit in the middle, and prepared to drive home.

Han Song hurried over and whispered, "Team Leader Chang, can we arrest those workers who stole parts from the steel mill tonight?"

Chang Wei thought for a moment and said, "It's time to catch him."

Han Song nodded and lowered his voice, "One of those people is from your hospital, do you want to..."

He remembered Jia Dongxu, who had come in when gambling was being caught, and it was Chang Wei who let him out through him.

Chang Wei shook his head. "Just do your job impartially. Last time, it was the old man in the courtyard who asked me for help. Later, that guy also reported me to the street office for modifying the fence. This time, no one should come to ask me to release him."

Han Song was stunned for a moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said seriously: "Please rest assured, Team Leader Chang, we will definitely handle things impartially and will never wrongly accuse a good person, nor will we let a bad person go."

Chang Wei smiled, took out an unopened bottle of Peony cigarettes from his bag and threw it over, "Don't notify the family if we catch someone tonight. I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow. That kid's mother likes to throw a tantrum, and I don't want to upset her before I leave."

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

"Thank you!"

"Team Leader Chang, you are not treating me as your own when you say that."

Chang Wei was no longer polite, waved his hand and drove home.

In Yard No. 95, two little guys got out of the car, each holding a bag of candy and looking very proud.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they started shouting. There was no one in the back room, so they held hands and trotted to the east wing.

Chang Wei followed with things in his trembling hands.

When the women under the Chuihua Sect saw this, they couldn't help but envy her.

"Being an official is different. Look at the gifts. There must be several hundred of them, right?"

"Don't make blind guesses. Chang Laosi just shouted that it was someone from the police station who sent it."

"Who knows? Besides, he is a cadre, and the gifts from his subordinates are bribes."

"Don't say that. Chang Wei has such a good reputation. He refused to take tens of thousands of dollars."

"What a bullshit! Who knows what they are doing behind the scenes?"

The one who had been acting weird was Jia Zhang. When she saw that no one agreed with her, she stood up angrily, threw her shoe soles heavily into the basket, and went home twisting her fat butt.

He even spat heavily when passing by the door of the east wing.

Although they said they were moving, in fact the large pieces of furniture had been moved long ago, and what was left were just some bedding and the like, which they just had to roll up and carry over.

The reason for waiting for Chang Wei to come back is to ask him to hold Chang Kun's portrait.

He first sent the things to the back courtyard, then walked around the east wing, looked at how empty it was, and blamed her, "Mom, didn't we agree to move when I got back? All those quilts are not light at all."

Yang Min smiled and said, "Xiao Du came over to move it at noon."

Chang Wei said nothing more. He kowtowed to his father first, and then carefully took down the portrait.

Chang Tian held the spirit tablet, Chang Long held the tray with more than ten military medals of the father and son on it. Chang Xiaoman hurriedly rushed to hold the incense burner in her arms.

Yang Min looked around the rooms reluctantly, her fingertips lightly running across the table, and finally she walked out of the door carrying a small wooden chair.

This is the seat where Chang Kun often sat during his lifetime.

Every day after get off work, he would sit on this chair, holding Chang Long and chatting with her.

Later, Chang Wei also liked to sit on this chair and look at the sky.

In the yard in front of the door, Xiao Wang from the Housing Management Section was stunned for a moment when he saw the military medal that Chang Long was holding.

After coming to her senses, she bowed to the portrait in Chang Wei's arms before taking the key from Yang Min.

"Chief Chang, the phone has been installed this morning."

"Thank you, Director Wang."

"You're too polite. I'm just a clerk. I don't dare to call you the director."

"You will definitely be in the future."

"Then I will take your good words."

The backyard, which had just been cleaned, still had a faint smell of tung oil.

There are seven rooms in the north house, with the middle one serving as a living room and three rooms on each side.

Yang Min and Chang Long lived on the east side, and there was a room left for Chang Ni.

Chang Tian lives on the west side. The remaining two rooms were originally reserved for two old men, but are now temporarily vacant.

The east wall is the kitchen and utility room, with a two-meter gap left from the south wall, which forms a corner when entering from the southeast door and can block the view from outside the door.

There are bathrooms and toilets on the west wall, which are cement squat toilets. After use, you just need to flush them with a bucket of water. The waste will flow through the buried pipes into the toilet pit in the next yard, and someone will clean it regularly.

Other domestic sewage is directly discharged through the culvert connected to the canal outside the yard.

The yard is 27 meters long and 5 meters wide. There is a long pool and a long flower bed built beside the south wall.

One raises fish and the other grows vegetables.

Chang Wei prepared dinner. He steamed buns to symbolize "prosperity", killed a rooster, and burned a talisman paper to avoid future bloody disasters.

When Chang Da came back, she saw the eight-immortals table piled with various snacks and asked curiously.

Only then did I realize that my daughter had become the group's favorite today.

"How can I pay it back?" Chang Da sat at the table, discouraged.

Yang Min was putting things into the cabinet one by one. "Why are you worrying? Your brother will pay it back."

"It's not easy for me either."

"His monthly salary plus subsidies is about 150 or 160 yuan now, so don't worry about it."

"It's not easy to get promoted and make money. I risked my life to get it."

Chang Long huddled in a corner, chewing on a peach cake, muttering to himself, "It's true that we're risking our lives, but they're all other people's lives."

Of course, she was just complaining in her heart.

I went to the police station today and found out that my brother had been injured.

No one at home knew about it.

The little girl's admiration for her brother instantly increased by +1.

Unfortunately, the matter of the composition could not be kept secret after all.

Yang Min was shaking with anger as she looked at the homework book. She tapped Chang Long's forehead fiercely and said, "How could you write like that?"

Chang Long was not convinced and said with his neck stiff, "Lao Kou asked me to write an essay, but he didn't ask me to cheat."

Yang Min was choked for a moment.

She couldn't encourage her child to lie, could she?

Unable to continue, he could only change the subject by force, saying earnestly: "You should learn from your elder brother. He doesn't lie either, but you see, everyone in the police station likes him."

Chang Long's eyes sparkled, "Brother, are you lying?"

Chang Wei didn't know that Chang Long was referring to him hiding the fact that he was injured. After a brief recollection, he thought that the most common lie he had told in his two lifetimes was probably: I have read and agree.

The mother and daughter quarreled for only three minutes.

Because Yang Min used a big move after she couldn't make sense:

I have raised you for so many years...

Chang Long buried his head and dared not raise it.

After being scolded, she still had to make up yesterday’s homework again - washing the dishes.

After dinner, he obediently followed Yang Min to the small kitchen.

Chang Da was chatting with the two brothers under the pomegranate tree when she heard the sound of plates breaking in the kitchen, followed by silence.

Chang Wei couldn't bear it, so he stood up and tried to rescue Chang Long.

Chang Tian said calmly: "Brother, it was mother who broke it."

Chang Wei was stunned and asked in confusion: "You didn't even go to see it, how did you know?"

Chang Tian pointed to the kitchen and said, "Because mom didn't curse."