Sister, you miss me

When Hua Deng first came on, Yang Feng appeared at the gate of the Municipal Party Committee’s Family Courtyard. Qiao Xuan was dressed in a military green windbreaker, with fluttering hair, standing under the light of the sentry box.

Seeing Yang Feng's Grand Cherokee, he ran forward.

"Are you busy, do you have to come only after dark?"

After getting in the car, Qiao Xuan complained.

Yang Feng deceived him and kissed him bitterly despite Qiao Xuan's resistance.

Qiao Xuan first gave a symbolic blow twice, and then softened in his kiss.

Three minutes later, Qiao Xuan, with a pretty face, leaned on the back of her chair, covering her face with her hands: "I hate it, it will bully people, it's embarrassing, it was seen by the guards."

"It's not the first time to see what I'm afraid of. It's an old couple."

"You still said." Qiao Xuan's slender jade fingers fell on the soft flesh of Yang Feng's waist.

"Wow." Yang Feng let out a howl of pain, and the car drove into the compound.

After entering the house, Qiao Kun just brought the last dish onto the table.

Seeing the gift box in her daughter's hand and the wine box in Yang Feng's arms, Qiao Kun smiled and shook his head.

"Wash your hands and go to the table." Qiao Kun said.

Yang Feng and Qiao Xuan had a tacit understanding, and they opened wine and washed glasses.

Soon, the three of them sat at the dining table.

"It smells so good." Yang Feng closed his eyes and sniffed.

"Don't comfort me. You haven't eaten anything good. These are just some home-cooked dishes, with no special features."

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "You can feel at home when you live at home."

"Well said, pour the wine."

This time it was a two-and-two-five goblet. After Yang Feng poured it on Qiao Kun and herself, Qiao Xuan also wanted to. Seeing that Yang Feng only poured half a glass for her, she filled the bottle with her.

"I have no task today, so I can drink."

Qiao Xuan explained.

Qiao Kun raised the cup: "Xiao Feng, come, welcome to appreciate the light."

"It should have come long ago."

"Insincere." Qiao Xuan wrinkled her nose.

Qiao Kun took a sip for half a cup: "Good wine, good wine that money can't buy, Xiao Feng, did you come in from General Nie?"

Yang Feng also took a big sip: "You really look like a torch."

"Hehe, I just talk about it casually."

"I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, don't you mind."

"How come!" Qiao Kun shook his head, "Although there is a saying, as long as you have feelings, everything you drink is wine, but no one refuses good wine."

"I respect you." Yang Feng said.

"Bring me." Qiao Xuan raised his glass.

Qiao Kun had a few drinks and talked more and more, from the international situation, to the global ecology, from the situation in the South China Sea, to the tide of refugees in Europe...

Then, it was obvious that Qiao Xuan showed a wry smile.

Yang Feng shook his head and said to Qiao Kun: "Uncle, are you busy with work?"

"Busy shit, it's not the same as retiring. No one even informs you to attend the meeting."

When Qiao Kun spoke, Yang Feng found that his expression was frustrated and lonely, and his complexion was a little gloomy, and his white hair was getting more and more.

"Then do you usually have any pastimes? For example, playing cards and chess?"

"Dad's only leisure is reading."

"Oh." Yang Feng nodded, "Drink."

After the two of them divided a bottle of wine, Qiao Kun became a little taller.

Qiao Xuan shook her head at Yang Feng, saying that Dad can't drink anymore, after all, he is not young anymore.

Yang Feng gave her a look of "I have count" and slowly opened the chattering box.

"Uncle, tell me about your previous work."

"Then...those have anything to say, it's boring, and there aren't many thrilling ones." Qiao Kun is still a little sober, "Those thrilling ones seem to have you."

"What about your colleagues?"

"En? What are you asking about?" Qiao Kun raised his drunken eyes.

Yang Feng smiled: "I just want to ask if those people are corpse-bit vegetarian meals? Why, uncle, you are so capable, but you retire early. Isn't it a waste?"

Qiao Kun smiled a little lonely: "Then you are wrong. The leaders of Beidu are good. I admire them from the bottom of my heart, Xiao Feng, I just don't get used to it, and I get used to it slowly."

"I don't know who is there."

"Book-Record Shen Zhongwen. Mayor Situ Jiong is a person with ability, ambition and taste."

"Oh." Yang Feng did not expect that Qiao Kun had such a high evaluation of his colleagues.

However, after saying this, Qiao Kun fell asleep on the table.

"Blame you!" Qiao Xuan complained softly, "He is not a young man. Drinking drunk with you once is good for your health?"

"Do not worry!"

"Didn't you say the same last time, and finally vomited a mess." Qiao Xuan was distressed again, but also had lingering fears, "If you vomit again today, you clean up, I don't care."

"Okay." Yang Feng lifted Qiao Xuan's chin across the table, "However, I will pack you first."

"Don't." Qiao Xuan knocked out Yang Feng's hand, "Send Dad back to the room first, and I have to clean up the dishes."

"Okay." Yang Feng picked up Qiao Kun, walked up the stairs, turned around and said, "I'm waiting for you for nothing."

"Go to hell."

In the end, it was of course Qiao Xuan who died and lived. She entangled Yang Feng like a beautiful snake, as if only so, could she solve the pain of lovesickness.

After the storm, the world is always surprisingly quiet.

Qiao Xuan listened to Yang Feng's powerful heartbeat and muttered: "What do you mean by those words you said to Dad?"

"Nothing, just chat."

"Dad has been in the system for so long, and suddenly he retires, and I must be uncomfortable." Qiao Xuan raised her head and glanced at Yang Feng, "So, you should be careful when you speak, and don't mention those things."

"If you have a knot, you must untie it. Is it a way to escape?"

"How to solve it!"

"Perhaps, I'm not reconciled!"

"Yes, Dad is only fifty-five years old. If he is in the position of mayor or Shu-ji, he will work for at least another five years."

Yang Feng let go of Qiao Xuan's body and sat up to get dressed.

"what are you doing?"

"go back."

"What do you think this is, a hotel or a palace, and what do you think of me?"

When Yang Feng looked back, tears flickered in Qiao Xuan's eyes, which was sad and moving.

"What are you doing! Of course you are my love." Yang Feng stroked Qiao Xuan's cheek, "Why are you crying?"

"Don't go." Qiao Xuan pressed his hand, almost begging.

"it is good."

Qiao Xuan got into his arms and burst into laughter.

"You are Chief Qiao, how many police officers' idols are crying like this?" Yang Feng smiled and scratched the bridge of the beautiful woman's nose.

"You are not angry yet."

"Is it wrong if I am wrong? Let the husband make up for you."

...

The next day, Yang Feng appeared at the headquarters of the China Detective Agency.

Liang Xiaowen, dressed in an OL costume, saw Yang Feng at a glance, and immediately stepped forward and said, "Brother, why are you here!"

"I'm looking for Xiaobao, are you there?"

"Here, you come with me."

Entering the large office of the chief inspector, it was filled with all kinds of voyeur and sneak shots.

"Brother, just make a call if you have something to do, and you can come here in person." Gao Xiaobao said.

"On the way."

Liang Xiaowen offered two cups of coffee, "Brother, you guys talk slowly."

As soon as Liang Xiaowen left, Yang Feng smiled and said, "You are a good kid, good help!"

"So so, I am also very dedicated, I have never betrayed Xiaowen."

Yang Feng's old face was hot: "I'm looking for you today and I will arrange something for you."

After speaking, Yang Feng took a note and wrote down a few names.

Gao Xiaobao frowned and said, "Brother, these people are all from the northern capital, you want to..."

"Just do it, stop talking nonsense."

"Oh, then I will do it myself."

...

Half a month has passed. Apart from going to work and walking the birds, Yang Feng often visits Nie Kangtian and eats with Qiao Kun.

Of course, after Yang Feng paid attention, Qiao Kun was never drunk again.

In addition, when Qiao Xuan goes to work, Yang Feng will also accompany Qiao Kun for a walk, go to the park, and practice Tai Chi.

Although Qiao Kun retired, there were still a lot of acquaintances.

The old friend asked, Qiao Kun smiled and replied, "It's the little girl's boyfriend."

Old friends will naturally praise them. The most talked about is that the young man is good and his filial piety is commendable. Nowadays, young people are very impetuous. There are a few who are willing to accompany the old man to walk around the park, and it is not a half time.

Qiao Kun was naturally relieved when he heard such words.

After Qiao Xuan learned of this situation, she became more gentle with Yang Feng.

People always compare their hearts to their hearts. If you are good to my family, I am especially good to you. Therefore, Qiao Xuan became more gentle under the bed and more attentive in the bed.

Then, once at the dinner table, Qiao Kun used Jiujin to change Yang Feng, and Yang Feng changed his name to "Dad."

Unexpectedly, Qiao Kun also sealed the big red envelope of "one in a million".

It was another sunny morning. Yang Feng corrected Qiao Kun's Tai Chi movements on the lawn of the park. Then, a slightly familiar figure appeared in his vision.

It was a declining old man, wearing a well-groomed coat, sitting on a bench, but his eyes were a little dull, his mouth drooling from time to time, a curtain hung around his neck, and a woman who looked like a nanny would wipe him from time to time. a bit.

It turned out to be Wang Lin, the head of Wang's International.

"Dad, look."

Yang Feng gently touched Qiao Kun's shoulder with his body, and then Qiao Kun followed his direction and looked at him. After seeing who the other party was, Qiao Kun couldn't help but sigh.

"Since the accidental death of his son, the former richest man has changed into this appearance, which looks sad!"

"Is this Alzheimer's?"

"should be."

Yang Feng shook his head, "Let's go home!"

"it is good."

The two of them walked all the way back and saw that Wang Lin had become Alzheimer’s. Although Yang Feng felt uncomfortable, he never thought about treating each other. He was not such a generous person, but thought Wang Lin was like this. It's the retribution for doing too many wicked things.

Stepping on the path paved with gravel, the two of you were bathed in the warm sun of late spring. It was the season of Tao Zhiyao Yao, with a breeze and colorful fall.

Since having Yang Feng's company, Qiao Kun's spirit has improved a lot. He knew Yang Feng's identity, so he couldn't help but be moved.

Fengxue Group now has a market value of more than 100 billion yuan, and it is absolutely wealthy. The chairman of such a business empire should be able to manage every day, but he often accompanies such a retired cadre to press the road. He should be content.

However, he felt that he shouldn't be too selfish to rely on the old to sell the old, and it would keep the young people from doing business.

"Xiaofeng, that..." Qiao Kun said carefully.