Silent Reading

Near the end of the year, Luo Cheng was busy, Mu Xiaoqing went on a business lecture, leaving him alone, and it was boring to eat by himself, so he simply ate in the unit cafeteria all day.

When the driver sent him home, it was almost nine o'clock.

Then he picked up a son at the door.

Luo Wenzhou did not know how long he had waited at the door, nor was he cold. The silly boy slept coldly, and he relied on firepower. I don't know how to make him wear a down coat on his body, as if he had a big pillow in his arms, sitting on the stairs and playing with his mobile phone. His hair has not been trimmed for a while, and is slightly messy. He still poke under his feet. A large escape-style backpack.

Luo Cheng looked at him with his hands on his back, feeling that the image was really unsightly, so he stepped forward and gave him a soft poke: "Hey, you go to somewhere else, I have no food today."

As soon as Luo Wenzhou looked up, he uttered a "meow" at him, and Meow got Luo Cheng's goosebumps, and after a closer look, he found that Luo Wenzhou's "backrest" was a living creature.

Luo Cheng asked, "How long have you been waiting here, why don't you know how to call someone?"

"OK," Luo Wenzhou said indifferently, "freezing for a while can help you understand life."

Luo Cheng inadvertently glanced at the cell phone he had just fiddled with, and found that the material of this person "sense of life" was actually a photo of him from various angles. He felt indigestion and felt that Luo Wenzhou was getting shameless.

Five minutes later, Luo Cheng put the picked son into the house with his own cat, rolled up his sleeves himself, put on reading glasses, and mounted Luo Yi pot on the cat climbing frame in front of the instructions.

"I haven't brought any canned food or snacks. Just give it some cat food. Don't buy it any mess. This fat man should lose weight and break my down zipper."

Luo Yiguo was a little familiar when he came to a strange place. He lay on a slipper that Luo Wenzhou passed through and formed a big hair ball of fifteen pounds and sixty two. He looked at it with caution.

Luo Cheng shot his eyes from the reading glasses: "The cat puts me here, aren't you afraid to bring it back?"

Luo Wenzhou: "Don't brag anymore. If my mother agreed, you would have turned your home into a zoo, but you still use my cat?"

Luo Cheng: "..."

Luo Wenzhou politely pulled out a bowl of leftover fried rice from the refrigerator, poured it into the pan and pulled it twice, took it out and swallowed it. He said, "Pet shops have raised prices at the end of the year and have to fight with other cats to grab the floor. The key point is that they can't beat others. I think wallets and cats are very vulnerable. "

Luo Cheng: "Then I will raise you until the beginning of spring, and your mother will not do it again."

Luo Wenzhou paused, always feeling that the leftover food swallowed was on his chest, and he couldn't survive it anyway, so he took a tea cup and filled it with a sip of cold water, and he sipped himself fiercely. We come to pay you a Happy New Year and pick it up by the way. "

Luo Cheng listened and didn't ask him why he wanted to keep a cat, nor did Fei why he didn't come with him. Of course, he seemed to know everything, but just said, "What else do you want from me except cats? "

Luo Wenzhou sat for a moment, after all, he clenched his teeth and said nothing, then he stood up and washed the bowl.

Luo Cheng didn't urge him. The cat climbing frame, which was just a pile of parts, quickly shaped like a figure. Luo Yitao couldn't help but curious. Finally, he carefully discarded the slippers, slipped on his feet, and hit under the shelf. Going and smelling everywhere.

"Dad," Luo Wenzhou said suddenly, "Did I sometimes invite you to gossip?"

Luo Cheng glanced at him curiously: "Take the wrong medicine, have you come to confession?"

Luo Wenzhou sat down beside him with some dullness: "You never said anything to me."

Luo Cheng: "Did you just listen?"

Luo Wenzhou thought for a while: "... oh, don't listen, anyway, Fei Du is mine."

Luo Cheng was stung by him for a while, when Luo Wenzhou thought the old man was going to lose his temper, Luo Cheng smiled: "You are not the size of a baby, you are all this old, who are you willing to spend this fart with? If you still use my approval, what else is there for you to live? What others are willing to say, they are not afraid to speak in front of me anyway, or they may be particularly demanding-but I think you ... "

Luo Cheng's meal, Luo Wenzhou became nervous for no reason.

The flower-glasses placed the old man's eyes so large that it undermined the usual sense of seriousness. Luo Cheng looked at him with a less serious look, and poked his lips: "Even if it's okay, it barely looks like a person."

Since his adolescence, Luo Wenzhou has continued to walk towards the elders and the roads that the public disapproved. He has gone desperately, so despite his hard mouth, he still doubts himself and suspects that he has taken over things, but he does not have the imagination of talent and ability. Suspicion that you leave your elder's blessing may not work.

For ten or decades, countless places where his predecessors fell, and now he is asked to close the tail. Can he take it up satisfactorily?

When Luo Wenzhou went home to pack the cat and sent it over, he felt that his two feet were stuck in the mud, and the cold muddy water was sticking around his feet, making it difficult for him to take a step. But this evaluation, which was hardly a good word, fell into his ears at this time, but it seemed like a fast dryer, which instantly dispelled the kind of trembling shudder.

Luo Wenzhou froze for a long while, and then, blowing his nose suddenly, stood up and said, "Then I'm gone."

Luo Cheng: "Wait, you really don't ..."

"No," Luo Wenzhou put on his shoes, bent over and carried it. "Did you just say it when I called the school? Climb the road you choose, and you won't care about what happens in the future. What's wrong now? , Softened? "

Luo Cheng scolded him: "Rabbit, get out!"

Luo Wenzhou stood up and jumped twice, raised the cell phone that made his dad look rather uncomfortable, and kissed him gently in the mouth: "I'm not as big as a baby."

After speaking, he buttoned up his coat hat and went out with the wind.

At that time, Lao Yang suspected that he could not carry things, and he did not reveal anything with him until his death. Even after his death, he left a suicide note, forcing his teacher to say nothing.

If he could be "sensible" a few years ago, and took the burden on the shoulders of the elders in the early years, wouldn't it be necessary for the maid to come to this step?

But that's it, it doesn't make sense to go back.

At least he has Fei Du, brothers, and grievances that the previous generation failed to resolve. Since even the old man said that he was "personal", he had no choice but to do something human-like.

"It's me." Luo Wenzhou dialed the phone and called Lu Jia. "You always gave me to you, where are you now?"

Lu Jia took Zhou Huaijin to a garden district.

"That's it," Zhou Huaijin looked at the address in his hand, "Yang Bo and their mother and son lived here!"

Lu Jia parked the car, looked at the probe, and the security guard of the community immediately watched vigilantly, and when he saw the car driving by Lu Jia, his expression eased again.

Lu Jia smiled, walked into a convenience store at the door, casually bought a few chicken and dogs, and talked to the cashier: "What neighborhood is that? It looks pretty good, and the privacy is also good."

The cashier glanced in the direction of his finger: "Oh, 'Galaxy City', of course, the privacy of Galaxy City is better-do you want to buy a house or what? If you buy a house, I advise you not to buy that."

Lu Jia: "Then why?"

"The property rights are not residential. You see, they are security guards for 24 hours. The gates and gates of the courtyard are all three gates. All in and out are good cars. If you drive a more ordinary car, the security guards must stop and question for a long time, understand Right? "The cashier glared at Lu Jia with a very ambiguous look." This place is also called 'Second Milk House'. It's not good, but you can rent it out if you don't want to live by yourself. "

Lu Jia: "So the rent is high?"

"The property fee is also high. It cost five yuan a year ago, and the rent was of course higher," said the cashier, looking for change, smirking. "People who have no money in their hands will not engage in these moths."

Lu Jia and Zhou Huaijin looked at each other. After Yang Bo's mother moved to Yancheng, she did not have a permanent job and lived a life that was almost "hiding in the city." How could she afford to rent a house here?

"It is said that she opened a private restaurant here," said Zhou Huaijin. "I do it at home, I only set one table at a time, and I need to make an appointment in advance. I ca n’t open it twice a month. My brother and When Yang Bo's relationship was the most tense, he had wanted to come to investigate, but the result was nowhere to be met. People did not accept him. Zheng Kaifeng seemed to be a frequent visitor, but, hiss ... "

Zhou Huaijin looked down at the photos of the woman in the mobile phone. Although the woman is not ugly, she is also not related to "beauty". She was a passer-by when she was young, and then a middle-aged woman who was so ordinary that it was easy for people to ignore gender. In appearance, even Zhou Huaijin looked at it and felt that it really wasn't Zheng Kaifeng's taste.

"She died of illness, and the time of death is very delicate," Lu Jia signaled Zhou Huaijin to get on the car. "It was just before and after Dong Qian began to contact the fake courier and planned to kill Zhou Junmao ... If Yang Bo was not Zheng Kaifeng's illegitimate son, then I think There is a possibility. "

Zhou Huaijin: "What?"

"Contact person," Lu Jia started the car. "Zheng Kaifeng is not the same as Wei Zhanhong. His foundation is not in the country. If Mr. Fei had guessed, he was the first to make money and kill people through Su Hui and the domestic group. After getting online, then to maintain relationships and commission business, you need a reliable contact person-Su Hui ruined herself in her early years. Her body was dead ten years ago and she died early, so is it possible that this contact person is Yang Bo? Mother? "

Zhou Huaijin: "You mean, Zheng Kaifeng and Zhou Junmao kept her son beside her to prevent her from being hostage!"

"If that's the case, she has served Zheng Kaifeng for more than ten years, and it is likely that she will keep one hand, so even if she died, Zhou and Zheng did not dare to treat Yang Bo, and even defaulted to the illegitimate child rumor," Lu Jia said, " This woman is probably very reliable, so after she dies, the fake courier can take advantage of the situation and do tricks on Zheng Kaifeng ... but the question is, why use her? What is special about her ... "

Lu Jia said half of what he said, and suddenly he was silent.

Zhou Huaijin waited for a long time and couldn't wait for the following, and could not help but glanced at Lu Jia in confusion.

"Mr. Zhou," Lu Jia whispered, "Is the bulletproof vest I prepared for you ready?"

Zhou Huaijin was excited, and looked around panicily: "What, what? What's wrong? But this is domestic, do they dare ..."

"Don't look around, it's the black car that followed, they dare everything." Lu Jia interrupted him, sent his position to his companion and Luo Wenzhou, and slammed the steering wheel at the same time. Turned out of the intersection without warning, "I don't dare to take you back to the hotel without throwing him away-Mr. Zhou, fasten your seat belts, don't you get motion sick?"

Before Zhou Huaijin had time to answer, the black car that followed followed judged from the reaction of the person being tracked that he had been found. Instead of converging, he fiercely increased his speed and chased after him.

In the night near the Spring Festival, Yancheng Street was as empty as a small Australian village. Lu Jia took the luxury car under his seat as f1 without any hesitation. When the wheels turned, he made a huge frictional sound. Zhou Huaijin grabbed the armrest and suspected that the car was about to overturn!

At this moment, a white suv was approaching, and suddenly turned on the high-beam light. The strong light suddenly started, making people unable to open their eyes. At the same time, the speed of the white car was not reduced, and they ran straight at them.

Lu Jiamu stepped on the throttle without squinting to the end, intending to leave the same whistling as the other side, Zhou Huaijin closed his eyes subconsciously, listening only to a loud noise in his ear, and then the rearview mirror was scratched on the wall. Zhou Huaijin found that Lu Jiafang turned into an extremely aggressive small alley in the middle of a round. The bicycle at the mouth of the alley was directly hit by him. He forced a turn at a high speed and jammed the car. Entered a path that was not wide enough!

The white car on the opposite side was too late to respond. The driver braked sharply and the headlights were too late. The black car that chased and landed on them took a while. The two cars ran into head-on, and the sparks ignited the night!

Zhou Huaijin turned back and looked at Lu Jia, and just saw from the body of the fat group a special sportsman in the movie: "You ... You ..."

Lu Jia shrugged, lit a cigarette and sipped in his mouth: "Fortunately, the cost of repairing the car is always reimbursed-Mr. Zhou, this is just the beginning. Can you afford it?"

Zhou Huaijin took a few breaths and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with one hand. At such a dangerous moment, he actually said, "So I am a very important person? It seems that those I found ... Su Hui, Zheng It ’s important clues like Kaifeng's downturn! ”

Lu Jia gave him a surprised look.

I saw that Wen Zhibin's heir hei smiled: "I'm relieved!"