Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 660 Chang Le's Photo

Ding Yanlin finally took Granny Yu home, and Su Beifeng sent the family's driver to take them directly to Jixiangli.

"Uncle, in the past few days, are there always strange vehicles passing by near Su's house?"

Changning is the wealthiest residential area in Shanghai, especially Su's family. There are almost half of the street with their house. It stands to reason that there should be no vehicles from other places passing by.

"Yeah, Master Ding, you also noticed it? It's like the white Jetta just now. I saw it twice during the day." The driver also felt strange, but no one believed what he said, so Ding Yanlin answered casually when he asked. .

After she settled Granny Yu to sleep, Ding Yanlin moved out a small bench and sat in the yard. Soon, she was bitten several times by vicious mosquitoes.

"Hello? Brother Su, it's me!" Ding Yanlin felt that since he had reached a consensus with Su Beifeng, he shouldn't hide his doubts.

After talking about what he had seen and heard during the day, Ding Yanlin heard a muffled groan from Madman Su on the phone, and asked concerned, "Is the wound open?"

"No!" Su Beifeng held the phone between his shoulders, wrapped up the gauze, and put down his vest.

"I see, go to bed early."

For the first time, someone other than Han Xiaoxiao said good night to him, and the Ding family boy jumped up from the stool happily, with a light body, humming the nursery rhymes taught in school to wash his face and brush his teeth.

In the early morning of the next day, Chang Le's mother bought soybean milk and fried dough sticks early in the morning, and Granny Yu, who woke up early, regarded her as Yang Ziyu, and dragged her to talk a lot of nonsense, which made Ding Yanlin unable to sleep.

"Auntie, my grandma is confused, don't take it seriously." Ding Yanlin raised her face and drooled as she stared at the fried dough sticks on the table.

"Old people will be confused, so I won't take it to heart, but Yan Lin, don't you go to school today?"

Ding Yanlin pouted. Today there is an exam in Shanghai primary school, but he can't write Chinese characters very well.

"Aunt, is Brother Chang Le free today? Can you accompany me to school?"

Entrusting Granny Yu to Chang Le's mother, Ding Yanlin's right hand was wrapped with gauze and asked Chang Le to help him hang it on his shoulder.

"You boy, I cheated for you because I was insane." Chang Le angrily gave him a headache.

"Brother, people die for money, birds die for food, you want your sister's phone number, how can you do it without a little effort?"

No trouble Zhou Xiaobing, Ding Yanlin took the bus to go to school for the first time.

When the car drove to the intersection of Changning Street, Ding Yanlin opened his mouth wide in surprise and stared at the few people in the roadside snack bar.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with your expression?" Chang Le habitually raised the camera in his hand when he realized something was wrong, and took a photo of the four men in strange clothes with a "click".

"Brother, what race are they from? Wearing so much on a hot day, will they suffer from heat stroke?"

"Maybe!" Chang Le fiddled with his camera, pointed it out of the window, and took a few more casual photos.

"I'm asking which ethnicity they are from?" Ding Yanlin glanced at a white Jetta parked by the side of the road, remembering the license plate number.

"...Tibetan? Miao? Zhuang?" Chang Le scratched her hair and said uncertainly.

"Eh?" The boy showed contempt in his eyes.

"He also said that he is a famous photographer, but he doesn't even understand this."

"I really don't understand. They wear Tibetan felt hats on their heads, and Miao silver ornaments on their necks and wrists. The clothes are clearly from the Zhuang family. I don't think they look the same."

"Can the photos be developed today?"

"What are you doing?" Chang Le looked at him in surprise.

"What are you doing? You want to take pictures of your sister. I want to help you convince her boyfriend. How about using the pictures you just took?"

(End of this chapter)