I make a living solving crimes.

After the walk, Chang Wei got home at almost dawn and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, it was almost noon. The little girl was the only one with him in bed, and her butt was almost touching Chang Wei's face.

Seeing him get up, Chang Long ran over happily, with anticipation in her big eyes.

"Brother, do you want to have braised beef noodles for lunch?"

Chang Wei looked at Chang Tian who was hiding at the door and siping saliva desperately, and smiled as he took out instant noodles from the bedside cabinet.

The younger brother and his wife were shocked. They looked through the backpack when they got up in the morning and found it was empty. They had no idea that their brother had so many tricks.

"Didn't you say there was no beef and I was a liar?"

Chang Long hugged Chang Wei's legs and smiled happily, "It's delicious even without beef."

The little girl who was woken up rubbed her eyes and reached out to Chang Wei to hold her, hugged his neck and whispered: "Uncle, I want seven too."

Chang Da went forward to pick up the little girl, but after pulling twice she couldn't move her. She angrily slapped the little girl on the butt twice.

"You're going to get beaten, don't make mom angry, or she will really beat you."

"I'm not afraid of my mother, I have my uncle."

The little girl snorted and made a face at Chang Da, stuck out her tongue slightly, and before she got angry, she quickly jumped into Chang Wei's arms and hid her head.

Chang Da was so angry at the little girl that she laughed and threatened, "Okay, you will live with your uncle for the rest of your life."

Chang Wei laughed and took the little girl to wash up. Chang Da looked at the backs of the uncle and nephew, shook her head helplessly, and picked up the kettle to start making instant noodles.

"Uncle, I haven't had any candy for two days." The little girl twisted her clothes pitifully with a pouty mouth.

Chang Wei admired the little kid's acting skills, smiling with his eyes wide open and full of love, and took out a few mouse candies with his palm.

"After we finish the noodles, let's have some candy, okay?"

"it is good."

The little girl anxiously grabbed Chang Wei's hand, and when she heard that she had to eat the noodles first, she stood on tiptoe to look at Chang Long, and when Chang Long was not paying attention, she secretly hid a few candies in her purse.

"There's candy in my pocket, cluck, cluck, cluck."

The family ate instant noodles. Chang Wei took the bowl to the outer kitchen and put it away, then went to the outer courtyard leisurely.

The roofs of the three inverted houses in the outer courtyard were lifted up. It was noon at this time, and the sunlight poured down unobstructed. The insects hiding in the dark corners of the inverted houses fled one after another.

The tiles were neatly placed in the open space in the front yard. A child about ten years old fetched water and washed them one by one. The child washed very seriously. The washed tiles with water droplets reflected dazzling light in the sun.

The old carpenter saw Chang Wei swiftly coming down from the beam and said, "Boss, here is the list of materials."

Chang Wei took a look at it and put it away, apologetically saying, "There is not much fine food at home. For lunch, we will have fish head soup with steamed corn bread. There will be plenty of steamed corn bread. My sister will bring it to you later. Please don't dislike it."

The old carpenter was very pleased to hear that there was fish head soup, and kept praising Chang Wei for being kind.

Chang Wei smoked a cigarette and said, "Please calculate the wages. I'll give you fifty first."

The old carpenter waved his hands quickly and said, "That doesn't make sense. You should get paid after you've done the work."

Chang Wei didn't force it. With four and a half people working on site for ten days, how much money could he make?

“Is this your child?”

"He's a neighbor. His family is really in financial difficulty. I just wanted to bring him here to do some odd jobs to earn a living. If the boss has any objections, I'll let him go back."

The back of the child washing tiles trembled slightly, but he dared not stop the work in his hands.

"Let him eat as much as he wants and give him a salary."

"Boss, you are this, a great man."

The old carpenter gave a thumbs up.

Chang Wei smiled self-deprecatingly. A good person?

Anyway, he never thought of himself as a good person, nor did he want to be a good person.

Gulou Police Station.

Chang Wei grabbed Li Laifu's neck and shook him back and forth, "How dare you not tell me such a big thing?"

Li Lai Fu struggled to catch his breath and waved his hands in the air.

No one rescued him.

Xiao Qiang was smoking and talking and laughing with Wu Jimao's master Xie Sanfu, as if he didn't see anything.

Wu Jimao hid in the corner with his neck shrunk, cleaning his gun without even raising his eyelids.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Youde pushed the door open and saw Chang Wei beating Lai Fu at first sight.

"Don't be ridiculous."

Chang Wei threw Li Laifu away and looked at Zhang Youde unhappily, "Master, I was the one who captured the person. You are destroying the bridge after crossing the river. How could you not inform me about such a big case?"

What a conspiracy!

Even if it's just a theft case, if you get involved, you will get a lot of system rewards.

Zhang Youde sneered, "Notify you? Should I write you a report and ask for your instructions?"

Chang Wei silently took off the bamboo basket on his back, took out two large watermelons and threatened: "Master, these two watermelons are not yours."

Aunt Song followed Zhang Youde into the room, exclaimed, twisted her body and pushed Zhang Youde into the corner, "Little Changwei, quickly put it away and take it back."

"Aunt Song, I'm here to treat you to watermelon."

"Hahaha, okay, good boy. I won't eat it. I appreciate your kindness. You can take it to the overpass and sell it for money."

"My family doesn't grow watermelons, so if we sell them for money, we're just speculating."

Aunt Song was choked. She looked at the watermelon in Chang Wei's hand and stamped her feet and said, "Two watermelons this big, well, we'll keep one and you can take the other back."

There were about forty or fifty people in the police station, both big and small, and if they divided it up, each of them would have less than two bites.

"Eat it all this afternoon. I left one at home."

Zhang Youde waved his hand nonchalantly, "Laifu, carry him to the canteen."

Li Laifu picked one up and asked in surprise, "So heavy? It must be about 20 to 30 kilograms. Chang Wei, where did you get it from?"

Chang Wei kicked him in the butt and said angrily, "You know my goodness now? It's too late. I won't give it to you."

Li Lai Fu chuckled twice and didn't care. He carried one of them in each trembling hand and walked out of the office.

In order to conceal his tracks, Chang Wei carried a bamboo basket with him to collect fish every day. Yang Min sewed a piece of torn rubber leather on the side of the bamboo basket that was close to his body to block water. The leather was stuffy and Chang Wei's back was wet even in the hot summer.

Aunt Song turned around and saw that his back was covered with moisture. She shook the back of Chang Wei's shirt to fan him with heartache, but she still didn't forgive him.

"He is still his master. Little Chang Wei called you uncles and aunts. He came to see you with dozens of kilograms of watermelons in such a hot day, but there was no one to pour water for him. Little Chang Wei, don't send them food anymore. Fish and watermelons, these ungrateful wolves will eat them and no one will say anything good about you."

The aunties within the system are not afraid of anyone, and confronting their leaders is a common occurrence.

After these words were spoken, Zhang Youde's face froze and he didn't dare to respond. He glared at Chang Wei and left awkwardly.

Chang Wei was laughing happily. He chatted with Aunt Song for a while, then went out tremblingly and pushed open a crack in the door of the director's office.

"master."

"Fuck off!"

"Oh, I just wanted to ask if you want some Lu'an Guapian?"

Zhang Youde, who was about to show off, was instantly defeated. This guy was trying to do something bad to him by taking advantage of his vital point!

As an old policeman, Zhang Youde has three hobbies: smoking, drinking and drinking tea.

Cigarettes and alcohol are easy to deal with, but tea is really difficult to deal with.

Otherwise, how could there be a thing called Gaosui in the capital?

Now the whole country's agriculture is engaged in grain production. Some of the original tea mountains have been cleared and converted into terraces for growing grain. If you don't have a certain level of skill, you really can't drink good tea.