Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Gong Huasui returned to the old house and saw Gong Shimu sitting on the sofa handling official business. He raised his voice slightly, "You didn't shamelessly try to reconcile today. That's good progress. I'll give you this."

After saying that, he gave a thumbs up.

For a moment, Gong Shimu thought he was dazzled. He took off his glasses and looked back and forth twice before confirming that all this was real.

"Sui Sui, you seem very happy because of your deskmate?"

"He has a name, Qinghe." Gong Huasui squatted down to change his shoes, "Chi Qinghe."

After he finished speaking, the scene of Qinghe introducing Liuxi to Song Xulin emerged in his mind again.

At that time he said "Liuxi, her name"...

Humph.

Gong Shimu keenly noticed his brother's mood suddenly taking a turn for the worse. He shook his head, sighed softly, and continued to busy himself with company matters.

"When can Chen Yao go in?" Gong Huasui came behind him at some point and said resentfully.

"After all, he is still a minor. It would be difficult to send him in."

"…You are so useless."

Gong Huasui snorted coldly, carried his schoolbag and went back to his room, leaving Gong Shimu standing there in a daze, silently digesting these four words.

Come on, he is the cheap brother.

When the fruit is needed, she feeds it to him personally, which is so thoughtful and considerate.

When it's useless, well, it's all sad.

The phone rang again. He only glanced at the screen and hung up.

Don’t even think about who these unfamiliar numbers belong to.

On the other side, Chi Yilan threw her cell phone to the ground with a bang.

“No answer again!”

Chen Yao was really panicking now. He grabbed Chen Qiqing's arm, and his tone, which was always commanding, now had a hint of pleading.

"Sister, please give in and beg my brother-in-law for me. I really can't go to jail!"

He held out his bandaged hand and said, "Look at my injury. If I really go in, I'll be crippled! I'm the only son in our family. You can't let my parents lose their family line."

Chen Qiqing's heart was filled with sorrow. Faced with her brother's increasingly desperate pleas, she could do nothing.

Although Chi Yilan looked down on her daughter, she understood her.

As soon as I saw her like this, I knew that Gong Shimu’s side wouldn’t work.

She rolled her eyes, her brain working rapidly, and suddenly she thought of someone.

"Lu Hansong! Didn't he also pursue you and give you a lot of gifts? Call him and see if he can help you!"

Having not heard this name for a long time, Chen Qiqing was in a daze. "But... Brother Lu went abroad two years ago and hasn't come back yet."

Two years ago!

Isn’t it the year when the money-loser got married?

Chi Yilan felt more and more confident.

"That's him! He liked you so much back then, he would definitely help you! Don't hesitate, do you still want to save your brother?"

After all, they hadn't been in touch for almost two years. Chen Qiqing didn't feel any nostalgia in his heart, but just felt extremely embarrassed.

"Or we should think of other ways..."

What Chi Yilan hated most was this unpresentable look, so she slapped him immediately.

"Snapped!"

She used all her strength and threw Chen Qiqing to the ground, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Chi Yilan grabbed the phone, found Lu Hansong's number, and called him directly.

……

Ever since the police took Liu Shunlin away last time, Chi Qinghe felt more and more that something was wrong, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him in the dark.

Whenever I look back, there is no one anywhere I look.

This not only did not make him let down his guard, but made him even more alert.

It would be fine if these people were targeting him.

But if it was directed at Lao Chi, he absolutely could not accept it.

"Son? Why are you daydreaming again?"

Chi Qinghe came back to his senses, quietly turned off the real-time monitoring screen on his phone, and said with a smile, "No, I'm thinking about the problem."

"Study in moderation and combine work and rest." Old Chi looked at Chi Qinghe's pale face and said with concern.

"Okay, take a break and stop writing. Dad is going out. You can go for a walk or just sit there and relax. Don't just sit there all the time."

"Oh... then I'll go feed Xiaoqing and Xiaolan."

Xiaoqing and Xiaolan are the names of the two parrots.

The naming method is very direct, just give it the color of its feathers.

"Okay, Dad will be back in about two hours. If you're hungry, there are dumplings and other things in the refrigerator. Just eat less snacks."

"I understand." Chi Qinghe stretched, stood up with the help of the desk, and stamped his feet.

Sometimes one has to admire human adaptability.

Not long ago, he felt uncomfortable even looking at the parrot.

Now, he can hold the parrots and feed them milk without any expression on his face.

"Eat more and grow faster."

Chi Qinghe fed the baby while muttering to himself.

Suddenly there was a shout from the door.

"Is the boss here? Do you collect scrap?"

"exist!"

Chi Qinghe stuffed Xiaoqing back into the incubator and ran out holding a small feeding spoon in his right hand.

"Do you collect ironware? They are all taken down from the shelves."

The guest dropped the sack on his back to the ground with a bang.

Chi Qinghe untied the sack, took a look, and quoted him a price based on the market price.

"It's so cheap, I'm a little reluctant to give it up."

Chi Qinghe's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze happened to meet the black bloodstain on the top of the iron rod that had not been dealt with in time.

He calmly looked away. "It's the same price elsewhere, maybe even lower. Of course, I don't mind you looking elsewhere and comparing prices."

"A little higher, please. My shelf is really valuable, worth hundreds of thousands."

"It's not the airs that are expensive..."

As soon as the words fell, the air suddenly fell into silence.

Hei Gou took out a box of cigarettes from his inner pocket, took out one and lit it.

"You're very perceptive."

Chi Qinghe showed no fear at all. He lifted his eyelids and stared at the shallow, almost invisible scar at the corner of the black dog's eye. "You showed your tail too quickly."

The black dog sneered, "You are indeed a smart man. I won't beat around the bush with you. Where is the thing?"

"what."

"You'd better tell me the truth while I still have patience, otherwise I can't guarantee that this stick won't hit you on the head in the next second." The black dog looked ferocious and warned with his cigarette holder in his mouth.

Chi Qinghe raised the corners of his mouth nonchalantly.

"Uncle, first of all, I really don't know what you want. Secondly, I'm even less patient than you. Finally, I don't know if I can hit you with the stick, but if you dare to make a move, I will cripple your legs today."

"Boy, you are very arrogant, have you ever been mixed up?"

The black dog suddenly moved closer, and the thick smoke from the corner of its mouth sprayed directly onto Chi Qinghe's face.

"I am a good citizen of the country."

"Tsk, you idiot." Black Dog stood up straight, pointed at the sack on the ground, and waved his hand, "Hurry up and weigh it. Pay me after you're done."

“…Are you really selling it?”

"Or do nothing?" Black Dog sneered, looking around, "Your place is too remote. It cost me a lot of gas to come here. I have to make some money back."

Chi Qinghe: "..."

The younger brothers who had been hiding in the dark had been waiting for a long time, and were stunned when they saw the second in command walking towards them counting a pile of loose change.

"Second Master, aren't we going to get... that thing today? We haven't received it yet, so why did you sell our weapons?"

"It's not easy for a child to be in charge of the family. Buy him some candy." Black Dog counted the money and stuffed it into his pocket without any intention of sharing.

Brothers: If I remember correctly, those sticks belong to them, even if you, Erdao, tried to dig them out, you couldn’t dig them out like this!