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But in her early forties, my mother, whose sideburns have already grown gorgeous hair, has always cared for herself and even spoiled her for two lifetimes. She always does her best to satisfy her needs, and never complains. These are my parents. Parents who regarded themselves as treasures in past and present lives...

Just thinking about it, two girls walked in with their mother, each holding two lunch boxes, Mei Huier asked with concern: "Is it better?"

"It's much better." Deng Hua smiled slightly, letting his mother hold his hand, as if afraid of some treasure being snatched away, "Mom, I'm fine, as long as I rest for a while, I'll be fine, don't worry."

The concern in Lan Xin's eyes was obvious, but her pretty face was blushing, and she didn't even dare to make eye contact with Deng Hua.The little girl seemed to think of the scene in the morning, and Wang Chunfang sighed softly: "Your father went home after completing the formalities for you, and things are busy over there."

"Hey," Deng Hua suddenly laughed, and the three women looked at him in surprise. Seeing Mei Huier's eyes, they seemed to feel that the boy's brain was broken, "Dad is shy, I'm sorry to see me."

The three women were all dumbfounded, and Mei Huier curled her lips: "Did you say that about your father?"

"You have such a good relationship with your parents!"

Lan Xin saw the other side, recalling the shocking scene just now, and the man's annoyed expression afterwards.The son laughed, which made the mother's mood better. Wang Chunfang laughed and scolded: "Stinky boy, it's not because of you!"

The warm scene of mother and son actually made Lan Xin a little envious, this is the affection of ordinary people!Deng Hua is enjoying the best here, Yang Nianzu is anxious like an ant on a hot pot, circling around in his son's ward!

The secretary's wife held her son's hand and wept bitterly: "Old Yang, you must avenge your son!"

Yang Nianzu waved his hands impatiently: "We'll talk about this later!"

"My son has been beaten up like this. Why don't you get rid of that surnamed Deng? Is there anyone like you as a father?" The secretary's wife was heartbroken, "I am just such a precious son, and he is your own son." Yes, you, you, you..."

"Enough!" Secretary Yang's forehead bulged with veins, "A loving mother is a loser! You are the one who defended him everywhere, and now you have caused a big disaster, and maybe even I will be affected!"

The woman turned pale in shock, and immediately forgot to cry: "How could this happen? Isn't the man surnamed Deng a veteran? Isn't his father's little broken company up to you?"

"Hi!" Yang Nianzu sighed, and sat down on the chair, "If it's just the Deng family, so what if you kill the three of them? The problem is that those two women don't know what they are, and they can get Secretary Wang to come forward. It's definitely not that simple."

Yang Jian on the bed saw his father so distressed for the first time, and felt uneasy. Is this still the secretary's father who can support even if the sky falls?Mr. Yang is not a fool, he quickly thought of the crux of the matter: "Those two girls seem to be here for tourism, and they drive an old red flag with a provincial capital license..."

"The old red flag of the provincial capital license plate?"

The news was so shocking that Yang Nianzu opened his mouth wide and couldn't catch his breath for a while.The woman was terrified, and hurried forward to touch her breasts to make the man feel better: "Old Yang? What's wrong with you, Old Yang? Don't scare me!"

"You, you, evil!" Finally let out a long breath, Secretary Yang slapped his thigh in anger, "Is anyone able to get the old red flag? The leaders of Qingyuan City are not qualified to ride the old red flag, you, you, you!" , Enemy! Hi!"

The secretary's wife finally understood the seriousness of the problem. After all, she was an official's wife, and she knew very well the huge gap between the superior and the subordinate in the officialdom.The secretary of the political and legal committee in the city can make her husband bow his head, let alone the provincial level!

The woman was a little panicked: "Lao Yang, hurry up and find a solution, this is a big deal, if the higher-ups pursue it, I'm afraid the city will never protect you again!"

Yang Nianzu lost all thoughts and shook his head exhausted physically and mentally: "What can I do?"

"Dad, I have an authentic painting of Tang Bohu in my bedroom." Yang Jian is a dude, and he knows that the guarantee that he can run wild in Gucheng County is the right in his father's hands. "I heard that Secretary Xia likes calligraphy and painting the most." , maybe, you can..."

The secretary's wife's eyes lit up: "Old Yang, my son is right, you can't give up until you have a conclusion!"

"Tang Bohu's authentic work? Could it be," Yang Jian nodded, and Yang Nianzu's face changed drastically, "How could it be with you?"

Half a year ago, a massacre happened in Gucheng County. It is said that it was because of an authentic painting of Tang Bohu that aroused the greed of others, which led to the murder!Yang Nianzu, the secretary of the county party committee, also went to the scene at that time. This was the worst murder case in Gucheng County since the founding of the People's Republic of China!

It was a scholarly family. Except for the daughter Wu Fengjiao who was studying in other places and survived, the other five members of the family were all killed.This case was listed as a case supervised by the Ministry of Public Security, but it was the rainy season at that time, and all the evidence was washed away by the heavy rain.

Now that Tang Bohu's authentic works appeared in Yang Jian's hands, this unexpected news made Yang Nianzu even more terrified than he was about to be dismissed from office.Secretary Yang trembled, not even daring to point to his son: "You are you?"

Yang Jian's swollen face was covered with thick gauze, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but the madness in his eyes made Yang Nianzu's last illusion come to naught!It was only now that the secretary's wife remembered what her son said just now. It was a felony of beheading!

Secretary Yang suddenly felt that he was much older. Sitting there blankly, the woman was already shivering into a ball: "Old, old, old Yang..."

The woman didn't continue, but the pleading and despair in her eyes made Yang Nianzu couldn't bear to see: "You, hi! My life is at the mercy of you two!"

"No one knows!" Yang Jian panted heavily, but his eyes were cold-blooded, "The ones who went together will never show up again, and no one alive will know."

Yang Nianzu looked at his son obsessively. Although this son has been making troubles for more than [-] years, it is the flesh that fell from his body after all!At this glance, Secretary Yang seemed to want to engrave the image of his son into his mind, but unfortunately...

The man finally shook his head: "Forget it, son, maybe today is the last day you and I get together, don't recuperate, go home and burn that painting, take all the savings at home, and run away!"

"But Dad..."

Secretary Yang no longer had the energy to reprimand Yang Jian: "Old woman, do you want your son to die? Why don't you hurry up and leave! Do you really think your son's work is perfect? ​​Hey, no wonder Bao Cheng kept calling during this time, hum, still want to Do you want to be a family slave of the three surnames?"

"Ah? Dad, what do you mean..." Yang Jian had an incredulous expression on his face. He killed all the incidents he participated in, without leaving any traces. How could the police know about this?