Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

By the time we arrived at the police station, it was already bright.

Su Qingfeng looked around and found that the 12-year-old grandson of Mr. Xu's family was also following him.

When that boy went to Xu Zhongshan's house before, Su Qingfeng took a look at it. Although he was young, he looked like a tiger-headed man, especially his eyes, which were astonishingly bright, and his nose was straight and fleshy. At first glance, he was a lucky man. boy.

He took out a handful of cents from his pocket and waved to the boy. Although he was confused, he still ran to him, raised his face and looked at Su Qingfeng, "What do you want from me?"

Just by listening to the tone, he seems quite decent.

Su Qingfeng gave him a handful of cash stamps and food stamps.

The boy immediately became vigilant, "You can't corrupt the descendants of the cadre class! I'm a young man..."

Su Qingfeng's eyes twitched.

This guy...should we praise him for his strong anti-corruption awareness...or should we say he is self-righteous?

Even though he was such a little kid, he didn't even think about it carefully. He, Su Qingfeng, really wanted to corrupt him. Why didn't he corrupt his grandfather instead of corrupting a young boy like him?

Su Qingfeng thought for a while and did not argue with the child. Instead, he lowered his voice and said, "Do me a favor. Take the tickets and go to the state-owned restaurant to buy some big steamed buns with soy sauce. After you use up these tickets, I will share them later. You are a steamed stuffed bun with soy sauce."

The little boy was proud and proud, and when he heard Su Qingfeng's first words, he wanted to refuse.

But when he heard the last sentence, he swallowed in confusion, a little unbelievable, looked straight at Su Qingfeng with his round eyes, and said cautiously, "Are you telling the truth? I'm just helping you. I'm running an errand and you're going to give me a whole steamed stuffed bun with soy sauce? And it's the white-flour type?"

If that were the case, this would be so beautiful!

Su Qingfeng was happy, "If you don't go, you won't even have the white face anymore."

"……I go!"

It's not that he has no backbone, it's just that Su Qingfeng gave him too much!

The little boy turned his head, picked up the money and rushed out.

But inside the room, because everyone was focused on Huang Er Leizi and Hu Mazi, no one noticed that the grandson of Mr. Xu's family had sneaked away with a bunch of money in his hands.

Look at the other side.

Huang Er Leizi and Hu Mazi, if a policeman stood on one side and pinned them down on the chairs, they would probably fight inside the station.

Even so, Huang Er Leizi and Hu Mazi are still spitters for you and phlegm for me, and I wish I could spit all the phlegm on each other.

The few police officers next to them looked embarrassed and frowned. They took out their hands and wiped them on their clothes without leaving a trace. "Okay, this is the station. I need to spit until the matter is resolved." , there is time for you to spit.”

"Your name is...Huang Laoer, right? What do you want to say?"

Huang Ershengzi paused, and then looked at Hu Mazi with his hanging triangular eyes, "I'll report it! When Hu Mazi was on the farm, he often went to the widow's house. I saw him entering other people's houses several times. I went to the house, and once I entered, I spent most of an hour laying the foundation!"

Half an hour.

The eyes of everyone present were slightly strangely placed on Hu Mazi, as if they did not expect that at this age, Hu Mazi could still have such abilities. It can be said that the sword is not old yet, and it is still tough after being struck by countless blows.

Normally, this kind of thing might make Hu Mazi shudder for a while, but in this case, he twitched the corners of his mouth and couldn't bring out a smile.

His face turned red, and when he looked at Huang Er Leizi, he stretched out his hand to scratch his face, but the next second, the policeman next to him stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What are you making! What are you making!" The policeman frowned, "Don't you see where this is?"

The two of them immediately settled down.

Even the gangsters around him shrank and sat on their stools, not daring to speak.

It wasn't until the police frowned and began to check each person one by one that all kinds of pranks and fun started to appear.

Among them, the one that caused the most noise was the confrontation between Huang Er Leizi and Hu Mazi. Seeing that both sides almost told each other how many holes there were in the other's underwear, everyone in the bureau was a little nervous. .

Looking at the other side, Xu Zhongshan's face was already extremely dark.

And at this moment, the tough-headed boy outside ran over panting, holding a net bag in his hand. There were several lunch boxes in the net bag, and they were still steaming.

The boy kept urging, "Do I really have a share of the promised steamed stuffed buns with soy sauce?"

Su Qingfeng laughed, opened the first lunch box, and took out the big white bun curled up inside. There was still residual warmth on it, and it was hot. On a sunny day, you could even see the steam coming out of the bun. .

He put it in his hand, lowered his head, and saw the little broken boy's shining eyes. Wherever Su Qingfeng's hand moved, his eyes followed his hand.

It wasn't until the look in his eyes gradually turned resentful that Su Qingfeng satisfactorily put the steamed buns in the boy's hands.

When the boy touched the bun, there was still a trace of cherishment in his eyes, but after thinking about it, he put down the bun in his hand and turned to hold one side with one hand, trying to split the bun in half.

Su Qingfeng quickly stopped his hand, "It's just one bun, it's not enough for you to eat, so you should eat it while it's hot."

The eleven or twelve year old boy glanced at his grandfather Xu Zhongshan and hesitated to speak.

But Su Qingfeng seemed to see something, her expression softened, and she patted his head, "Including your grandfather. Your grandfather has the highest position here. If anyone is missing, he cannot be missing."

After Su Qingfeng said something with a smile, he distributed the steamed buns with soy sauce in his hand to the people around him. Those police officers thought that they would never be able to distribute anything, but they did not expect that Su Qingfeng faced them. At that time, everyone was still treated equally, and everyone was given a steamed bun with soy sauce.

For public officials like them, steamed buns with soy sauce meat in state-owned restaurants are not something out of reach.

But equally, as an old man at the top and a young man at the bottom, in their prime, it can only be said that it is a rare thing for them to enjoy a steamed stuffed bun with soy sauce alone.

When you bite into the steamed stuffed bun with soy sauce, there is still oil and water spilling out of it. The smell of the mixture of fat and soy meat makes Hu Mazi, Huang Er Leizi and the rest of the group unable to help but swallow. They want to open their mouths to ask for it, but they find that I simply don’t have the right or the face to speak out.

The situation was still going on inside the station, and the police officers who had been a little calm at first changed their previous relaxed demeanor and became more serious when they heard what Huang Errongzi took out from the machine factory.

Huang Er Leizi is simply audacious. It may even be because he has little knowledge, so he has no idea how important some of the documents and information he took out are.

In comparison, those resold parts are nothing more than a piece of cake.

Su Qingfeng stood outside and smoked, blowing the cold wind for a while.

Xu Zhongshan's grandson licked the oil stains on his palms, looked at Su Qingfeng, and frowned, as if thinking about something.

He thought Su Qingfeng looked cool, but a bit pretentious.

What exactly it was supposed to be, he couldn't figure out.

At this time, the people in the room came out. Su Qingfeng took a look and saw Xu Zhongshan's expression was different, and his heart skipped a beat.

He looked at his grandfather and uncle again. Their expressions were not bad, but they were also far from good. Su Qingfeng's heart sank slightly, and he walked over quickly and whispered, "What's going on?"

Bai Haoran gestured with his lips.

Su Qingfeng's brows jumped instantly.

Even if you are secretly selling parts from a machinery factory, why are you still eating peanuts?

Logically speaking, this is far from the case.

Su Qingfeng gathered her thoughts and immediately stopped asking.

On the way back to the farm, he heard some fragments of truth from Xu Zhongshan's whispers.

After listening, Su Qingfeng was also shocked.

This guy Huang Er Lezi...what should I say about him...

This courage is not ordinary.

But what happens next is not his business.

Along the way, Xu Zhongshan's face was not pretty.

There was such a big mistake in the farm. If it were really calculated, he, the farm director, could not escape the blame. He rubbed his temples that were a little swollen and painful, then turned his head and glanced at some of the people who had been brought back to hang out, his expression changed again. It's getting colder.

Those gangsters felt a chill on their backs, as if they were being watched secretly, and they felt like they were being watched with eagerness.

In the cold weather, there was a thin layer of sweat on my back.

As soon as he returned to the farm, Xu Zhongshan didn't even take a break. He beat gongs and drums and called people to gather on the grain drying field.

In this weather, everyone is in the cat winter.

Although Huang Erleizi and others fell into the snow after watching a lively scene in the morning, like a dead dog, they became the talk of the farm.

But the gossiping hearts couldn't bear the cold wind, so everyone stood at the door or in the yard chatting for a while, and then everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers.

Some old women couldn't help it, so they brought a handful of melon seeds from house to house. They waited until Huang Er Leizi and Hu Mazi got into the beds of several widows, and when they heard that Huang Er Leizi and Hu Mazi were having an affair, they were satisfied. He patted the melon seed shells on his clothes and walked away with small steps.

As a result, not long after the cat was at home, gongs and drums started to be beaten again outside.

Thinking about the clanging of gongs and drums, it shook people to the point where their brains were shaking.

There were a few aunts who used to be aggressive people, but when they faced Xu Zhongshan, even though they cursed, they still walked out obediently with their small stools.

On the grain drying ground, a group of people sat in rows on small benches.

Su Qingfeng squeezed into the crowd, looking at the unfamiliar faces around her and the undisguised glances beside her, and subconsciously raised a smile.

Hu Ping, like an old hen protecting her calf, protected Su Qingfeng and said fiercely, "What are you looking at, what are you looking at? They all have one nose and two eyes, and a flower can grow on their face." ?”

Upon hearing this, not to mention some little girls, even a thin-skinned aunt couldn't help turning her head.

On the other hand, some aunts have long known about Hu Ping's bad temper. Instead of being embarrassed, they are even more playful and smiling. If it weren't for Hu Ping's presence, they would probably pinch Su Qingfeng.

At this moment, an auntie said with a smile, "Hu Ping, your grandson, although there is no flower on his face, his face is as handsome as a flower."

God is as handsome as a flower.

What the hell is this.

On the grain drying ground, Xu Zhongshan looked at the commotion below, beat the gongs and drums again, looked at the manuscript he had prepared along the way, and began to speak with a sullen face:

"Quiet! I'm going to tell you something today. It's about Huang Laoer and Hu Mazi and their group..."

At first, there was some noise in the grain drying field, but as everyone talked, when everyone heard that Huang Er Leizi and Hu Mazi were both shot, the noise completely quieted down.

The people assigned to the farm were not only those who had committed crimes, but also had problematic backgrounds. However, this was the first time that they had actually encountered the problem of eating peanuts.

Especially the person who eats peanuts is usually by their side.

Although Huang Er Leizi and Hu Mazi are not good people, at this time, they still answered the old saying - everyone is gone...

Forget it.

All are dead.

But Su Qingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This can be regarded as an accident, and the trouble was completely solved.

But Su Qingfeng still couldn't help but feel wary.

People like Huang Er Leizi are stupid and don't understand anything, so they just become a second-class boy. Based on the things he has done, it is not an exaggeration to eat peanuts more than ten times.

When the people on the grain drying ground gradually dispersed, Su Qingfeng slowly let out a breath.

Bai Haoran is tall and stands out in the crowd. In addition, he has eaten well in the past two days and has a rosy look on his face. He does not look as tall and thin as when they first met. Feeling sick.

When he saw Su Qingfeng's figure, a smile appeared on his face and he walked over quickly.

Behind him, Bai Haoyu pulled out a yellow grass stem from somewhere, half holding it in his mouth, and followed Bai Haoran, half-squinting his eyes, and walked slowly over.

When he saw Bai Haoran reach out and put his hand on Su Qingfeng's shoulder, he smiled, folded his hands, and stood aside, looking silent and listening.

"What, what are you thinking about? Let's go home. Uncle will catch fish for you! Don't you know? Some seafood came to the farm today. You have been in the Black Province for so many years and you haven't even eaten it. Overseas goods, this time my uncle will open your eyes."

Su Qingfeng smiled and said, "Okay, I will go back in a few days. This time I will pick some sea fish and make a good table for grandpa and grandma."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, not only Bai Haoran, but also the smile on Bai Haoyu's mouth froze.

"Are you going back?"

Su Qingfeng nodded, "It's almost time. I'll be ready to celebrate the New Year when I get back. I plan to take my wife back to Sujia Village to celebrate the New Year, and then I'll bring my father-in-law's house over to celebrate the New Year together."

Bai Haoran seemed a little lonely, but tried his best to smile, "Okay, we'll be reunited, okay." (End of Chapter)