"Brother Cheng, did you know this woman named Qin Huairu before?" Pingping's face was full of curiosity.

"I don't know her. But from the behavior of this woman after she entered this yard, I found that she is a scheming person. Before, when I was washing clothes in the sink, she came over to talk to me. The look in her eyes made people panic!" Zhao Cheng thought of Qin Huai's misty eyes that day, and he shuddered all over.

If this woman sets her sights on me, nothing good will happen to me! Zhao Cheng thought to himself.

"It seems this woman is really something! She even wants to seduce my brother Cheng?" Pingping was a little annoyed. If Cheng Ge needed her, Pingping would definitely not mind finding another woman for him, but Qin Huairu was already married to Siheyuan, and she was still trying to hit on Cheng Ge. That was something Pingping could not tolerate.

"This should be her instinct. She wants to be a sea king and raise fish! Why is there only one fish, He Daqing, in the pond? Although this fish is legal, I think Qin Huairu doesn't mind having a few more big fish in her pond!" Zhao Cheng said calmly.

"This woman really doesn't know what's good for her!" Pingping was angry.

"Don't bother with her. I've seen a lot of people like her. She's no different from the prostitutes of the past. There's always someone better than you. I guess she's afraid of being poor. As the old saying goes, rich people cultivate good manners, while poor people breed cunning schemes. Qin Huairu is just such a person, so I told you not to have too much contact with him. It's a new society now, and we don't have to suffer for her." Zhao Cheng hugged Pingping and coaxed her.

"Okay, I'll listen to Brother Cheng. But Brother Cheng, if you like a woman outside, you must bring her back to me first. I don't want you to find a cunning villain, okay?" Pingping put down the full boss, turned around and lay on Zhao Cheng and acted coquettishly.

"Oh, you're done. What are you looking for? I don't have the mind to look for a woman! Do you think this is still the old society?" Zhao Cheng scratched Pingping's nose.

"Brother Cheng, did I make you feel suffocated when I was pregnant?" Pingping was hugged by Zhao Cheng, and she felt a little overwhelmed, and her hands started to get naughty.

"You devil, are you looking for a beating?" Zhao Cheng was provoked by Pingping's touch.

"Then come on, Brother Cheng," Ping Pingjiao said with a smile. As she spoke, her hand moved downwards.

Of course Zhao Cheng couldn't let her go. He had been listening to the evil sound for half the night and had no place to vent his anger. How could he let Pingping go?

So, after He Daqing, Zhao Cheng became a magic sound maker. However, Pingping's magic sound was not as loud as Qin Huairu's, nor was she as wanton as Qin Huairu. She just let the magic sound pour into Zhao Cheng's ears.

The next morning, Zhao Cheng woke up refreshed. Pingping was still lying on the kang. "Little girl, you dare to provoke me!" Zhao Cheng muttered, then got up to cook.

After dinner, when Zhao Cheng went out, he saw He Daqing and his son carrying luggage bags.

"Hey, Master He, where are you going? Why are you packing your luggage?" Zhao Cheng's teasing smile made He Daqing's old face blush.

"Hey, isn't this a pillar? It's a bit inconvenient for the apprentice to go back and forth home, so I took him to live with his master. It's close there!" He Daqing told the truth.

"Oh, how is Zhuzi doing? With a family-inherited craft like yours, why do you have to go out to learn it?" Zhao Cheng asked.

"Isn't it because I'm good at Shandong cuisine? Master Zhuzi and I are from the same school, and he's good at Sichuan cuisine. I think even after liberation, there are still more poor people here. Sichuan cuisine is a popular dish, and the ingredients are easier to make, and there are more opportunities to practice. Unlike our Shandong cuisine, the ingredients and processing procedures are more complicated. It will be easier for Zhuzi to find a job in the future if he learns Sichuan cuisine!" He Daqing explained to Zhao Cheng.

"Oh, it seems you have quite a few rules!" Zhao Cheng suddenly realized. No wonder later generations watched TV dramas and saw that Sha Zhu, a chef who specializes in Tan's cuisine, was actually good at making Sichuan cuisine. So this is the reason.

"That's right. Our industry has the most rules and we value inheritance the most!" He Daqing puffed out his chest.

"Okay, then I'll go to work first! Let's go!" After Zhao Cheng said that, he got on his bike and set off.

When He Daqing saw Zhao Cheng running away, he didn't stay any longer. Instead, he took Sha Zhu out of the courtyard and walked straight towards Sha Zhu's master's house. Sha Zhuzi, who looked listless, followed behind him.

Zhao Cheng arrived at the police station and returned to his office. He picked up the newspaper on the table and started reading. There was nothing he could do as there was really no entertainment.

The morning passed quietly. Nothing happened at the police station all morning. They were just some trivial matters, and there was no need for him, the deputy director, to get involved.

After returning home for lunch at noon, Zhao Cheng hugged Pingping for a short nap and then went back to work.

However, in the afternoon, Zhao Cheng did not sit in the office, but went out for patrol alone, also known as shopping!

Zhao Cheng strolled to the vicinity of Zhengyangmen, looking at the tavern and the silk shop diagonally opposite, Zhao Cheng thought of Chen Xueru. This woman was also a beauty, but unfortunately, when the wind blew, she was knocked down like Xu Huizhen. If they had not met the Red Guards from Shanghai, it is hard to say how long they would have stayed in there.

Zhao Cheng was standing on the street lost in thought, not noticing that someone was also looking at him.

Chen Xueru looked at Zhao Cheng standing on the street. Looking at that handsome and masculine face, Chen Xueru was unconsciously a little fascinated.

This man completely meets Chen Xueru's aesthetic standards, but she doesn't know whether he is married or not.

After a while, Chen Xueru saw Zhao Cheng walking towards the west. In order to take a closer look, Chen Xueru even walked out of the store to take a look.

The reason why Zhao Cheng walked back was that when he was thinking about the plot on the street just now, he remembered that there was a spy living in the backyard of Chen Xueru's house!

"I don't know if this spy has moved here. Now that I remember him, let's go and take a look!" Zhao Cheng did what he said.

Arriving at the place, Zhao Cheng looked at the closed door and walked around without stopping. Finally, he stopped outside the wall of the main house and listened attentively.

There was no sound of talking in the house. Zhao Cheng's eyes focused, and he jumped up without a running start, jumped over the two-meter-high wall and entered the yard.

Zhao Cheng walked cautiously towards the main house. When he reached the windowsill, he held his breath and looked inside. He found no signs of human life. Zhao Cheng then checked the wing rooms, the ear rooms, and the storeroom in turn, but found no signs of fire.

"It seems that this spy hasn't moved in yet, so we can only wait!" Zhao Cheng muttered a few words and climbed over the wall again.

Zhao Cheng did not stay near Zhengyang Gate, but walked directly towards his section. He had not shown up in Peking for two months, so he had to go and show up, otherwise these Buddhist masters and others would come to his section to wander around again. Zhao Cheng could not let these guys make his section a mess.

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