Sister, you miss me

After the car entered the door, it stopped aside. The uncle immediately hung a three-ring lock under a piece of leather, and saw a pair of handsome men and beautiful women come out, he immediately stepped forward to shake hands.

"Don't be afraid of your jokes. This door can't be opened twice a year. It was only opened before inspection by the factory manager or higher-level department."

The old man laughed and said, "Two little comrades, what can I do for you?"

"No, for the confidentiality of our work, we don't need to cooperate, we are just fine."

"That's good."

"Thank you, uncle."

As Yang Feng said, adhering to the principle that many people are not blamed, he stuffed a pack of soft Chinese into his uncle's jacket pocket.

"Oh! It's our duty to serve you, this can't be taken."

The uncle has a firm attitude.

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head to appease the uncle: "It's not a gift for you, take it, junior."

"Then it would be disrespectful."

"You are busy, we are also busy with our business."

Yang Feng said, carrying a box of Deluxe, a handful of bananas, and walking towards Building 16 with Wang Bingqian.

"Hey, stop, thinking I don't know you by changing the license plate and changing clothes?"

At this moment, a passionate voice sounded behind him, the voice seemed familiar.

When the two turned their heads, they were indeed the sturdy An Xun aunt two days ago.

But this time, the aunt was following the uncle next to her.

"Big sister, what's the situation?" the uncle asked.

The aunt said: "They came two days ago. I doubt their identities. Just about to be checked, the two ran faster than the rabbits."

"They?" The uncle's expression immediately became unnatural.

Yang Feng shook his head, came to the aunt's face, and directly showed his ID: "Aunty, please have a look, plus the license plate, it should be enough to prove our official identity."

The aunt looked left and right with the work permit, looked at it over and over, then glanced at the number plate of the armed police, and muttered, "Is it true?"

"Of course it is true." Yang Feng said: "Auntie, we are very busy, but we might as well explain a little bit. I didn't want to confess when I got in the car. It was because the work needed to be kept confidential and I was afraid of getting rid of the trouble. Incident."

"Have you seen us such a quality thief?"

"It seems that I was wronged." The aunt said embarrassingly.

"You still need this kind of vigilance, and the peace of the community depends on you."

"Please rest assured the government."

Yang Feng and Wang Bingqian glanced at each other, both of them couldn't help but hold back. They turned around and walked towards the 16th building.

It was here in an instant, and the two were once again attracted by the slope of this building.

The door of the fifth unit was broken. When the two walked in, the light immediately dimmed. The stairs were steep and narrow, which made people feel depressing.

"How many floors?" Wang Bingqian asked softly.

Yang Feng raised two fingers.

Halfway through the climb, I heard a young man talking on the phone.

The man said: "This building is basically a dangerous building. I serve a blind old lady here. I didn't serve my mother like that. What's more, the old lady tried me like a prisoner every day... What, I have to stay for another week, okay. Okay."

The man hung up, and soon made the sound of the key opening the door.

If Yang Feng and Wang Bingqian walked up without incident, as expected, Zhou Xiuying's house had just closed.

Standing at the door, Yang Feng and Wang Bingqian glanced at each other and smiled.

Something went wrong, so I found the clue, this trip really didn't come in vain.

Moreover, rushing early is not as good as rushing. If everything went well last time, it may not have the effect today.

Yang Feng rushed to Wang Bingqian's mouth, Wang Bingqian understood, knocked on the old anti-theft door, and after knocking twice, he subconsciously dealt with Li Yun's temple.

"Who is it?" First an old woman's voice.

"Who?" followed by the impatient voice of a young man.

After a while, there was a "creak" and the wooden door inside opened. It is estimated that the hinge has been short of oil for a long time to make such an unpleasant sound.

"You are……"

When the young man saw Wang Bingqian, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but after that, he saw Yang Feng again.

"Xiao Zhou, who is it?" Zhou Xiuying shouted while sitting in the living room.

"Auntie Zhou, we are a friend of Director Wang, and we made a special trip to see you today."

Wang Bingqian passed the young man directly and shouted at Zhou Xiuying.

"Oh, it turned out to be a friend of Dapeng, Xiao Zhou, please come in quickly."

In the living room facing the door, Zhou Xiuying stood up tremblingly.

Xiao Zhou's face was a little unhappy, but he still opened the security door, and let the two of them in.

Zhou Xiuying had already walked towards the door step by step, "Dapeng that stinky boy hasn't come to see me for half a month, and that granddaughter...well, people are old, pigs don't like dogs."

"Mother, don't say that."

When Wang Bingqian saw Wang Peng's old mother, he couldn't help but think of her grandfather, and immediately stepped forward to hold her shriveled hand and told a white lie, "Maybe they are all busy!"

"Yes, Dapeng is a big leader with great power, heavy burdens, and a lot of work!"

When Zhou Xiuying talked about her son, the wrinkles on her face relaxed. She must be proud of having such a son. "I don't blame him. I just hope that he will not betray the trust of the party and the people. Don't get confused and regret it. A lifetime thing!"

Wang Bingqian said: "Don't worry too much. Nowadays, the supervision system for leading cadres is relatively sound, and they are always reminded to stay away from mistakes."

"That's good, that's good." Zhou Xiuying stroked Wang Bingqian's hand: "Girl, listen to your accent, you must be very young, what is your relationship with Dapeng?"

"Mother, we have some business dealings. I am not here alone. I will introduce you to my husband."

"Auntie, I'm Xiao Wang's husband, Xiao Yang."

Yang Feng held Zhou Xiuying's other hand in a mixed mood. The old mother, who was nearly 80 years old, lived in such a simple house and had no complaints. She was worried that her son would embark on the path of corruption.

What a simple mother, what a great and deep maternal love.

How lucky is Wang Peng to have such a mother, even if it is just because of such a simple and great mother, he shouldn't have come this far!

Thinking of this, Yang Feng felt that Wang Peng was shameful, and the old aunt in front of him was so dear, respectable, and pitiful.

"Oh, by the way, you didn’t take anything. If you take it, hurry up. I can’t see with my eyes. You can’t fool my blind old lady. I heard that many leaders are planted in the hands of family members. I can’t harm Dapeng. !"

Wang Bingqian's eyelids were soft, she covered her mouth all of a sudden, choked up and said: "Mother, we didn't take anything, and it's not a gift. You can't see it. Isn't it another little week?"

"By the way, Xiao Zhou, you can help aunt to see if they have anything."

"Take it."

"what?"

"A box of Deluxe, a handful of bananas."

"Don't mind Xiao Wang, Xiao Yang!"

"What?" Wang Bingqian was taken aback.

Zhou Xiuying said: "Xiao Zhou, open the milk box."

"Oh." Xiao Zhouyi looked helpless, but did so, and then said: "There is nothing in it except the milk box."

Zhou Xiuying nodded, "Xiao Wang, Xiao Yang, I'm really sorry, the old lady is scared, that's why she did this. You sit down, Xiao Zhou, and pour water for the two guests."

Wang Bingqian and Yang Feng were sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals. Xiao Zhou came into the kitchen and brought a kettle. Zhou Xiuying fumbled to find two disposable paper cups, opened a tea bucket, smelled it, and poured a little into both cups. Just cover it.

Xiao Zhou poured two glasses of boiling water.

Blind eyes are not blind, blind people often have good hearing, Zhou Xiuying heard pouring water and said, "Two, please use tea."

Wang Bingqian pulled Zhou Xiuying to sit down and said, "Mother, don't be busy, let's chat."

"Good, good."

Yang Feng stared at Xiao Zhou with a pair of eyes, only to see that servant was uncomfortable.

Yang Feng touched it, and there was still a box of Soft China. He touched a disposable lighter on the table of the Eight Immortals, hooked Xiao Zhou's shoulder, and pulled it out regardless of whether he was willing or not.

"Let go!"

In the corridor, Xiao Zhouyi pushed Yang Feng's arm away, "Who are you guys on earth?"

Yang Feng unhurriedly took apart the cigarette and signaled to Xiao Zhou. The boy shook his head. Yang Feng planted a tree on his mouth, clicked it, took a sip, and spit out a thick spit at Xiao Zhou. Plume of smoke.

"you……"

"Didn't our identities have been introduced?" Yang Feng smiled.

"I don't believe it. Don't think that my aunt can't see, just fool her and say, what are your identities and what are your intentions?"

"Ho..." Yang Feng sneered, and looked at Xiao Zhou unscrupulously. He didn't speak until Xiao Zhou got a little hairy, "What is your full name?"

"You want to control?" Xiao Zhou was very aggressive.

"Could it be that there is something ulterior to tell, even the real name is not revealed."

"You're talking nonsense, I can't change my name or my surname, Zhou Hao."

"You are really Aunt Zhou's distant nephew."

"That's still false."

"Where is your hometown?"

"Qingyang County."

"Let me see your credentials."

"I..." Zhou Hao's expression changed, "Why?"

"Why don't you let you look at my ID, and then I will look at your ID."

"Who are you?"

"how about you?"

"I am……"

At this moment, Yang Feng made a bold move.

He grabbed Zhou Hao's neck and smashed it against the side wall with a bang. When Zhou Hao's eyes were staring at Venus, and his body was in pain, a somewhat sordid face appeared in front of him.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, saying, who sent you here?"

"Ah...uh..."

Zhou Hao rolled his eyes with his tongue out, his hands desperately trying to break Yang Feng's wrists, "Let go, let go, I'm breathless."

Yang Feng let go of his hand, Zhou Hao leaned against the wall and arched his body, stroking his neck with both hands, coughing vigorously, his eyes came out.

For a long time, Zhou Hao raised his flushed eyes, "Who are you, you want to kill!"

"Not honest yet!"

This time, Yang Feng pressed his right palm against Zhou Hao's heart and pressed it against the wall.

Zhou Hao felt that a huge force was about to crush his breastbone and explode his own heart. He was horrified. In front of him, there was such a terrifying power in the body of a white, white and seemingly not very strong young man.

"Why are you?"

Zhou Hao was frightened, painful, and wronged again, and tears were extremely complicated.