I make a living solving crimes.

People often like to reminisce about the past and tell children about the fun they had in their childhood.

Chang Wei sometimes thinks that it’s not because the past was simple and happy, but because at that time we didn’t realize that the world was so complicated.

What could we have as children?

In his previous life, Chang Wei relied on a bamboo pole to sweep across the wilderness, and it seemed that he had spent his childhood in this life in the same way.

The number of toys I have in my two lifetimes combined is limited to a handful.

Oh, in this life when he was a kid he would play with a pistol with the magazine removed.

Real gun!

That’s awesome.

When Chang Tian and Chang Long grew up, they no longer had this opportunity. Chang Tian’s toys when they were young were mud, and Chang Long’s toys were ants.

Now the little girl is the same, she knows the ant nest in front of her house very well.

Chang Wei looked at the price of the tricycle, twenty-five yuan for only sixty kilograms of fish, and he did not hesitate.

When I was checking out, I grabbed a handful of glass balls.

"Brother, is this for me?"

Compared to his mischievous sister, Chang Wei feels more sorry for his younger brother, who is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

He looked at everything with curiosity, and his calm eyes contained suppressed desire.

But he would never open his mouth, not even a hint of expression.

"Take it and play with it. I'll buy you another one after you lose."

"Hey, thanks bro."

Chang Tian felt like he had found a treasure when he saw a handful of glass balls.

He could probably brag about it to his friends for the whole autumn.

The alley was filled with the happy laughter of the three little ones. Chang Long was pedaling the tricycle with her head shaking. The little girl held her shoulders and stood on the horizontal bar between the two wheels at the back, giggling all the way. Chang Tian followed her, keeping his eyes on the little girl, ready to lend a hand at any time.

“You’re so nice to them!”

Chang Wei was silent for a while, as if talking to himself: "Because of them, I care about this world."

He Yushui stopped and looked at him intently. Only when he walked away did she wake up and quickly catch up with him.

Ban Ye walked quickly. When Chang Wei arrived home, Ban Ye had already unloaded the furniture and moved it into the courtyard. The bunk bed and chaise longue were relatively simple, and Old Man Jin knew how to assemble them.

After all the furniture was in place, Chang Wei looked around in several rooms and came out and said, "Uncle Jin, help me install Roman rods on the three windows."

"I wonder what this Roman rod that the boss is talking about looks like?" Old Man Jin was confused.

Chang Wei gestured with his hands, "Pull the curtain rod, put it at both ends, and punch holes in the curtain."

Old Man Jin understood, looked at Chang Wei twice, and went to the yard to find suitable wood.

He Yushui was laughing silently beside him.

"what happened?"

"Mr. Jin is probably thinking, why should such a simple thing have a foreign name?"

Chang Wei was stunned for a moment, slapped his head, and said it just as he pleased.

"You're wasting fabric making curtains like this."

"It looks so nice. It's so comfortable to watch it fall all the way down from the top. If I could buy some tulle, it would float gently in the wind, that would be beautiful."

"Prodigal!"

"Yes, I am happy to do so."

The two chatted and laughed, and Chang Wei gave her a few candies, "Please keep an eye on it for me. I'll go back and take a nap."

"Hey, you're not working today and you're not selling fish?"

"I stayed up all night last night, and I want to play badly today."

"Show it off?"

"It's just like a lump of mud lying on the ground, not wanting to go up the wall."

"You can't stick mud on a wall, understand."

"You know nothing!"

Chang Wei returned to the east wing, opened the door, leaned back in a chair and took a nap.

What he said was really a slump, he just wanted to have a good rest for a day.

Most importantly, the system rewards have arrived.

[Assisted in solving a gang case, points +8, rewards: physical fitness fruit, driving proficiency].

[Assisted in solving a family murder case, points +10, rewards: guidance on re-evidence, physical fitness fruit, driving proficiency].

Not only last night's case, but also the last family murder case was solved because he provided important clues, so he was considered to have helped solve the case.

It’s just that because I was not personally involved in the case, I only gave 10 points for such a serious murder case.

For the first time, the Retarded System annotated the reward content.

[Guide to Re-Evidence: Spend 20 points to obtain the most important clue in the case].

Damn, I finally understand the use of points.

Remaining points: 103.

Can be used 5 times.

Damn, I didn’t even get 20 points for solving a case.

When Chang Da and Yang Min got home from get off work, they found that Chang Wei was in an unusually good mood today. He was humming a song while roasting hairtail fish on the fire, and he didn't care even though he was sweating from the heat.

"The steamed buns are so damn precious, I chew chicken manure, I get drunk in the toilet while having hot pot and barbecue, Zhang Yixing, he is naturally dark and fat, damn, so ruthless, I still love my husband no matter how small he is."

"What the hell are you singing?"

Chang Wei immediately shut up and turned to look at his mother and sister, "We'll be eating soon. We'll have rice tonight, and we'll use Xiang rice."

"Who's here?"

"Sounding rice, tribute rice."

The mother and daughter looked at each other in silence and did not ask any further questions.

Chang Wei said cheerfully, "Sister, didn't you go to the house to check it out?"

"Not yet, let's go eat."

"Let's go take a look first."

Chang Wei didn't explain. He turned around, twisted his hips, hummed a song, and entertained himself.

In the small courtyard, Chang Long lay on the wooden floor like a dead dog, and the little girl kept shouting, "Auntie, play again, play again."

Chang Tian was grinning, Chang Long had finally dug a hole for himself this time.

Chang Xiaoman doesn’t like riding a bike at all. Her greatest pleasure is to stand behind a tricycle and giggle.

After buying the rickshaw, Chang Long acted like a rickshaw driver, driving the little girl around in circles in the yard without taking a break.

"What are you doing...Wow, the furniture is put up?" Chang Da exclaimed, looking around, touching things, full of joy.

The little girl jumped up and grumbled, "Mom, your bed is so beautiful."

"Have you bought the bed too?" Chang Da picked up her daughter and went into the bedroom. The moment she saw Qiangong's bed, her eyes didn't even move.

It’s so delicate and beautiful!

This is no longer just a bed; with wall panels around it, it becomes a complete bedroom.

It is divided into three areas from the outside to the inside. The first area is for applying makeup and washing, the second area is for going to the toilet and changing clothes, and the third area is for sleeping. Each layer is separated by openwork grilles with exquisite patterns and bright colors.

She had seen step-out beds before, but she had never seen one as exquisite as this one.

"Mom, how much did this cost?"

Yang Min followed behind, and after being surprised, she smiled. Her smile was nonchalant and as gentle as a spring breeze, which dispelled the uneasiness in Chang Da's heart.

"He is your younger brother and has been with you since he was a child."

Chang Da nodded, tears in her eyes.

The little girl ignored her grandmother and mother's emotions. She struggled to get off the ground, ran to the second entrance, pointed at the chair and said proudly: "Mom, I can poop under this stool."

Chang Da walked over puzzledly and lifted the cover of the chair, and sure enough, there was nothing underneath.

Can put a toilet.

Chang Da squatted down, hugged her daughter and said with a smile: "Do you like this bed?"

"Yes, Mom's bed is the most beautiful."

"Then you and mom will sleep here from now on, okay?"

"No." The little girl twisted her butt and ran away, "I want to sleep with my uncle."

"You don't want your mother anymore?"

"My uncle said that my mother would find a father for me in the future and that I was not allowed to pester her."

Chang Da stood blankly on the bed, her eyes gradually becoming red.