Chapter 117
Since the last Jingzi happened, Laosun Huang Braised Chicken doesn't taste as delicious as it used to.

Occasionally, I miss Jingzi a little bit, and to see how she is doing, I go to eat there once or twice.

And in the past few days, there is one more person eating together, classmate Fu Lintao.

"Uncle...uncle?" Jingzi tried to shout when he saw that Fu Lintao was still a little scared.

"I'm not an uncle, I'm called brother." Fu Lintao pretended to be kind and grinned. Everyone likes the cute little girl.

"Uncle?" Kyoko insisted on her point of view.

"It should be called brother."

"uncle?"

Fu Lintao was discouraged. He looked a little old, and there was a long scar on his arm, which was left by a previous fight.

As for a man, he needs some scars to be mature.

But he was only 20 years old.

And Sun Jingjing, as the president of the Appearance Association at a young age, always felt that little brother Zhou Yi was too good-looking, and he looked like he was sitting in an office.

This Uncle Fu Lintao was farming outside.

"Your chicken, a large portion of braised chicken." Sun Xingmin brought the plate with a smile.

"This chicken is delicious. Let's have another big portion and add more shiitake mushrooms!" Fu Lintao ate with oily mouth.

He has been imprisoned in the West Institute for such a long time, the bird has faded out of his mouth, and everything is delicious.

And this braised chicken is really delicious!

"elder brother."

Sun Jingjing laughed, as long as she praises her family's delicious meat, everyone will be good friends!

"Kyoko, you're going to kindergarten, right?"

"It's going to be up, it's going to be a few days."

"It's the kindergarten in the town." Her grandfather added in the kitchen.

Next, after Sun Jingjing ran away on his own to play with the big yellow dog, Zhou Yi and Fu Lintao talked about what happened today.The three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, maybe they can think of a way?

"Is that so...Brother, you have to save such an incorrigible person? You are too kind, aren't you very profitable?"

Zhou Yi imitated Wu Zhenyu's appearance, expelled his breath from his nostrils, and snorted: "You were crazy back then, and you couldn't be saved. Didn't you still get cured? I can't do good things now."

"Yes!" Fu Lintao recalled the days back then, feeling like a hopeless idiot.

After getting rid of his obsession, he has no way to understand himself at the beginning, so why did he just run out and be a bastard?

Isn't this a fool, or what?
Immediately afterwards, Fu Lintao seemed to have thought of something, and he clapped his hands suddenly, "Since you said that this Wu Zhenyu is a dutiful son and lives with his father, why don't you find time to visit his father? Anyway, I have more time recently."

"Maybe there will be some breakthrough from his stupid father. Some people are like this. He doesn't care about his own situation, but he cares about his relatives. He gets nervous at the slightest sign of trouble. gone."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "You don't know how to kidnap someone before, do you?"

Fu Lintao laughed aloud: "Where is it? I don't do things like kidnapping. This crime is too big. No one can stand it if they are arrested and locked up for ten or twenty years..."

"But sometimes, threatening some hard stubble starts with threatening his relatives. No matter how tough he is, his relatives will always be soft."

"It is indeed a way." Zhou Yi thought for a while and nodded, "Then come with me tomorrow."

"okay!"

……

The next morning, it happened to be the weekend.

Fu Lintao drove Zhou Yi in a second-hand car to Wu Zhenyu's hometown.

Having your own car is really convenient.

Anyway, I don't pay attention to the brand name. Used cars are enough, and they can be sold again if they are not needed in the future.

The potholed gravel road is not easy to walk, and the town here is paving, but it doesn't look completely paved.The two drove for more than an hour before they came to this town and found the local cadres to understand the situation.

"You said Wu Zhenyu's father, Wu Feifan!"

"Hey, a fool has his own blessings. Even if his son enters the West Institute, this person will still be happy and happy. He has no worries and is living a good life."

"Don't worry if you won't starve to death! He is a low-income household."

The Silver Seal Medal issued by the Special Section played a full role at this moment.

After the local cadres saw the medal, they received them warmly.

"His father's name is Wu Feifan. The name sounds nice, but he's a bit stupid. We arranged for Wu Feifan to work as a sweeper, and even applied for a low-income household. With a monthly income of 500 yuan, he won't starve to death."

"He also has an older brother, who is Wu Zhenyu's uncle, who is responsible for taking care of Wu Feifan."

"Wu Feifan likes to drink more. When he gets drunk, he starts talking nonsense. Now the small shops don't sell him alcohol."

Hearing that his father was still alive, Zhou Yi immediately felt relieved.

Although Dalai is poor, its economy is many times better than it was a few decades ago. In addition, it is also a member of the Great Xia Alliance, so the political level will not be as chaotic as it was in ancient times.For some people who are living in difficulties, there are some subsistence allowance benefits.

Starving to death is unlikely to happen. If there is a famine, some powerful ancient unknown phenomena, such as "Autumn Day", and other inexplicable products may be highly active.

Zhou Yi even felt that these relatively mild unknowns were forcing the country to reform, which was not necessarily a bad thing.

After chatting with the official for a while, Zhou Yi decided to visit his father himself.

"Wu Feifan, someone is here to see you!"

The middle-aged man was sitting on the square, staring at the big screen.

"Don't take your eyes off when you swipe your card to prevent fraudulent swiping. Be vigilant when you borrow money, and be careful of being deceived when you are full of love. There are all kinds of telecom fraud, so don't believe it and ignore it."

He didn't have a TV at home, so he strolled in front of the town government square, picking up a broom to sweep the floor along the way.

As soon as he heard someone calling him, he quickly pretended to be sweeping the floor seriously.

"Stop scanning, someone is coming to see you."

"Director Liu, is my son back?" Wu Feifan was just mentally retarded, not completely mentally retarded. At least he knew this kind Director Liu.

"Not yet, it will take a while. Be quiet and sweep the floor honestly. Your son will come back sooner or later."

"Oh, I sweep the floor seriously every day." He didn't worry about whether it was true or not, he shook his head, his eyes squinted, and looked at the sky.

Zhou Yi took a look at the middle-aged man. He was wearing an old thick cotton-padded jacket. He seemed to have not taken a shower for several days, and his face was a little dirty.The mental state is actually not bad, and he doesn't look hungry, so he gradually relaxes.

(End of this chapter)

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