Another World Under My Pen

The so-called sub-director is actually the chief of police in a district of Beijing.

If this is placed on the earth, it would be a deputy bureau-level cadre of a second-level police inspector, which is quite extraordinary. In this world, although you can't make a mechanical copy, but manage thousands of police officers in a district, can you not be a bigwig?

Look at the courtyard in front of me...

Not a big deal?

Brother Shun, you are too humble!

While shaking his head and carrying wine into the gate of the courtyard, Sun Peng immediately screamed in his heart, and his eyes widened instantly.

Good house!

What caught Sun Peng's eyes was a small space of 20 square meters, and the wall facing the door was a wall. The patterns engraved on the stone wall were full of primitive atmosphere...

Heh heh, Sun Peng temporarily saw this dozen square meters of space.

But even if he didn’t understand the courtyard, Sun Peng couldn’t help but cried out after seeing the shadow wall inside the gate—it really deserves to be a three-enter courtyard courtyard for hundreds of years, and the land at the gate alone is at least ten. It's quite flat, it's really wide!

Going further in, you will find the Nanfang and Chuhuamen.

Looking at the first entrance of at least a hundred square meters into the yard, Sun Peng's mouth twitched.

Looking at other people's houses and thinking about his own little house, Sun Peng suddenly smiled maliciously in his heart: "Brother Shun, your south house looks at several rooms. How many servants do you hire?"

"Servant? We don't have a servant."

Zheng Shun shook his head in amazement, and said in a daze. There are four people in their family. The mother is still a housewife. She cooks and washes clothes by herself. At most, she hires hourly workers to clean the house regularly. What do you ask the servants to do?

"...Let's go in."

After a dry laugh, Sun Peng nodded quickly and signaled to go to the second courtyard.

The meaning of three entrances can be simply understood as three floors. The entire courtyard is in the form of a glyph. The first entrance is mainly for servants, accountants, etc., the third entrance is mainly for households; the second entrance is the largest, which is The place where the owners live. The outermost is the gate, and the second gate into the courtyard is the Chuhua Gate. In ancient times, the second gate that did not go out and the second gate did not step was the Chuhua Gate.

"……I knew it!"

After entering the second door, Sun Peng couldn't help but slap his tongue.

so big!

At least a large yard of more than 100 square meters, there is not only a flowerbed with a few trees, but also a large grape trellis covering a quarter of the yard. At this moment, it is full of bunches. Looking around again, there are six wing rooms on both sides, with three fronts and four ears, which are properly medium-sized quadrangles.

"This has to be put aside, that is a good house for officials and cultural people!"

After rolling his eyes round and round, Sun Peng felt a little envious in his heart.

Originally, he was quite proud of his small house, but compared with other courtyard houses, his small house immediately became a slum.

But envy is envy, and Sun Peng has no intention of making money to buy a big one.

It's too big.

Three times into the yard at least a dozen rooms, but the old Zheng family now has only four people, even if the brother and sister are married in the future, he will have seven or eight children. Sun Peng is alone right now. He doesn't know if the child will come out of his mother-in-law in the future. He really bought such a big house...

He was afraid that he would be awakened by loneliness at night!

"Hmph, this is going to be on the earth, and it must be co-produced into a large courtyard!"

However, adhering to the belief that the grapes must be sour, Sun Peng first maliciously imagined the situation of this house on the earth, and then saw the three people welcoming out the front door at this time.

Of course she knew Zheng Jia, and the other two men and women must be their parents.

The old man next to Zheng Jia saw that he and Zheng Shun were both father and son. They were tall and strong, with a Chinese character face, and thick eyebrows. Although their hair was a little gray, he was still a man standing in front of others. Sun Peng, who has a "slender" physique, is the most shocked by this kind of person. Just standing together makes him feel so stressed!

As for Zheng's mother next to the old man, Sun Peng can only describe it as a young old lady.

The reason why she felt like a young old lady immediately was because Zheng Jia’s mother was completely in her forties, and her face, thin eyebrows and big eyes were completely mature Zheng Jia. Coupled with a figure that is not out of shape at all, the skin is still very young, coupled with a fashionable dress and excellent temperament, standing with her daughter and saying that the sisters are not unbelievable. But Sun Peng knew from Zheng Jia that the aunt in front of him was sixty years old, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was an old lady...

"Uncle, auntie, hello!"

Hurrying to grab a few steps, Sun Peng respectfully bowed and bowed: "I am Sun Peng, a friend of Brother Shun and Jiajia, and I am glad to meet you two."

"Hello, welcome!"

Zheng’s father, Zheng Tianliang, the director of the Xicheng Branch of the Beijing Police Station, also smiled, and he quickly gave a false help and laughed: “I heard them both talk about you a long time ago, and I read the novel you wrote. Very good! Seeing you today, it really is young and promising!"

"Hello, welcome."

Zheng's mother Li Juqin smiled softly and said hello.

With a smile, Sun Peng mentioned the Moutai he had just bought and said: "Uncle and Auntie, this is the first time I visited, and I didn't know what your two elders liked, so I bought a few bottles of liquor that my grandfather liked very much..."

"Oh, this wine is not cheap!"

As soon as he saw the trademark packaging of Moutai, the Zheng family frowned and said: "No, I can't take it, you can take it back quickly!"

"..."

Sun Peng with a smiling face was instantly confused, only to feel a huge pressure on his face.

What does this mean?

The wine is indeed good, and it is indeed not cheap, but I bought them all and brought them here. Why should your old man be polite? You just have to let me take it back when you leave at most. How can I talk so aggressively? Just open your mouth and let me take it. go back? Take it back quickly?

"Old man, what are you talking about!"

Just when Sun Peng was a little embarrassed, after Mother Zheng glared at her husband next to him, she turned her head and smiled gently at Sun Peng: "Young man, I'm sorry, this old man is almost becoming a professional habit. Seeing someone come to the house with good wine. Don't give a good face, don't you mind..."

"Cough! Cough!"

At this moment, the Zheng family finally reacted. He coughed twice and said in embarrassment: "Haha, little grandson, don't mind, I have become a conditioned reflex, come, come, sit in the room and talk. "

"It's okay, it's okay!"

After wiping his sweat secretly, Sun Peng carried the wine into the main room, but he didn't know where to put the things in his hands.

But the brothers and sisters Zheng Shun and Zheng Jia next to him are not at all polite. Zheng Shun was already carrying a few bottles in his hand. At this moment, he motioned to his sister to take the two bottles in Sun Peng's hand, and then said with a smile: "Dad, don't you I'm polite with Dapeng, he is easy to make money now, and one can do better than you. This little money is really nothing to him. Besides, he is a friend of mine. He came to visit his elders instead of begging. Your errand..."

The relationship is getting closer, and there are not so many polites.

After making up his mind, he asked Sun Peng to eat a few more meals to find Zheng Shun, and asked his sister to collect a few bottles of wine, and then took Sun Peng to sit down with his parents on Sofa Mountain.

With Zheng Shun's gag, the atmosphere quickly became lively.

The other party was an elder, and he was still an elder in a high position. Sun Peng must have been a little nervous at first, but he soon relaxed. On the one hand, it is natural that the other party did not put on airs and had a very kind attitude. On the other hand, the traveler was proud in his heart. Let alone a sub-director, what about the president?

As for the Zheng family's parents, naturally they can't put on airs in the face of a junior, let alone an excellent junior in a certain sense?

So there is no **** plot, everyone talked very happily.

The only thing that made Sun Peng a little embarrassed was the content of the conversation, which basically focused on the novel and the three episodes. The novel is also good to say. Anyway, there has been no martial arts in this world, and it’s just a matter of being fooled by Che Yun’s words, but when I talked about the three episodes that I just wrote, I don’t know why. During the chat, he always felt that Director Zheng looked at him with strange eyes. It's weird, with a little suspicion for a while, and full of relief for a while, making Sun Peng uncomfortable to see...

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