The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

There was chaos in the yard again, the children were crying and the adults were crying too.

Mao Hu was restless, raised his gun, and fired a shot into the sky. His face was ferocious, his eyes were blood red, "Shut the hell up."

The sound of gunfire frightened the police and leaders outside.

The public security chief waved his hand, and two teams of SWAT policemen, armed with live ammunition, slowly approached the yard.

Xiang Yaoting immediately sensed the crisis. She quickly stood up and shouted: "Don't move, just go back. Everything is fine here."

She turned around and stared at Mao Hu, "If you have any grievances, don't vent your anger on your family. Just calm down. Wait for the food and wine to be delivered later. Let's talk after we're full."

Mao Bao was also advising from the side: "Boss, we haven't eaten at noon. We should listen to the cadres and wait until we are full."

Mao Hu, who fired the shot, seemed to have calmed down. He saw that Xiang Yaoting stopped the police from entering the hospital. His situation was safe for the time being, so he did not take any further drastic action.

More than ten minutes later, a voice sounded outside the hospital, "Deputy Director Xiang, the food you want is ready."

"Put it there, I'll go get it." Xiang Yaoting stood up and walked to the door. Mao Bao, who had been standing by the door, hurriedly opened the door.

Xiang Yaoting walked out. There were two large cardboard boxes placed on the ground ten meters away from the courtyard gate. Xiang Yao Ting went over to take a look. Good guy, you have prepared everything. Steamed buns, meat on hand, roasted chicken, beef jerky, sausages, four bottles of local liquor, as well as biscuits, twists, cakes, and even two rows of Wahaha ad calcium milk. It looked like they were bought from restaurants and canteens in nearby villages. It’s all ready-made, no wonder it’s so fast.

Xiang Yaoting couldn't carry the two boxes by herself, so she turned around and called Mao Bao out, and the two of them returned to the yard with a cardboard box each.

Mao Hu saw all this and did not stop it.

As soon as the cardboard box was opened, the aroma of meat wafted around, and even Mao Hu swallowed twice involuntarily. He had not eaten at noon and was now very hungry.

Xiang Yaoting first waved the two children over, tore open the roasted chicken and divided each person into a large chicken drumstick. Then she put Wahaha into the hands of the two children.

The two children gnawed on the fragrant chicken drumsticks with satisfaction and seemed to have forgotten the fear just now.

Xiang Yaoting didn't care about anyone else. She opened a bottle of white wine, ate a steamed bun, and drank a sip of wine. Then she looked at the dumbfounded Mao Bao and Mao Biao who kicked in and kicked out the door, "You two If you are hungry, come here to eat. Do you still want me to come over and invite you?"

The two of them didn't care about Mao Hu's attitude anymore and rushed over. Each of them held a bottle of white wine and stuffed meat and beef jerky into their mouths desperately.

Xiang Yaoting just looked at the two of them quietly, "After you two are full, bring some cookies and cakes to the room. My colleague hasn't eaten yet!"

Mao Biao's mouth was full of food and he kept nodding, "Yes, yes, to the cadre, I will send it in in a moment."

Xiang Yaoting ate a steamed bun, drank about a tael of white wine, and then put down the bottle.

She waved to Mao Hu, "You are so stubborn that you are not hungry. Come and eat. When you are full, continue to fight the police."

Mao Hu's expression was very complicated. After much thought, he couldn't resist the torture of hunger. He clutched the gun tightly and walked over step by step.

Mao Bao and Mao Biao also advised: "Boss, take a bite! Xiang Cadre is a good person."

Maohu finally stretched out his hand tremblingly, grabbed a handful of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he unscrewed the wine bottle and took a big gulp.

Mao Biao was almost done eating, so he carried several bags of biscuits and cakes into the office for the detained inspection team members to eat.

Apart from the sound of chewing food, nothing else could be heard in the yard.

After about ten minutes, the aroma of noodles also wafted from the kitchen.

The second and third daughter-in-law came out carrying four noodle bowls.

"Xiang Cadre, please try the noodles made by my mother." Mao Bao's wife brought the first bowl of noodles to Xiang Yaoting.

"Okay, you're welcome then." Xiang Yaoting picked up the noodle bowl and chopsticks, took a big bite, and immediately praised her, "I can't say what I've done here. It's delicious. If I had known, I would have eaten it just now." I won’t eat that bun anymore.”

Mao Bao, who was squatting on the side eating noodles, raised his head and finally had a smile on his face, "Xiang Cadre, my mother's skill in making noodles is famous in every village in the country. Everyone who has eaten it says it is delicious."

"With this skill, if you open a noodle shop, you have to queue up every day!" Xiang Yaoting glanced disdainfully at Mao Hu, who was still holding the gun tightly, "As long as people use their brains and are willing to endure hardships, what can't be done to make money? You have to stick to it By operating such an illegal mine, I not only harmed myself, but also my family.”

Mao Hu rushed to Yao Ting and glared. Before he could say anything, the old lady came out of the kitchen and stuffed a steaming bowl of noodles into his son's hand. "Boss, eat it! Mom made this by herself." ”

Mao Hu was stunned and looked down at the white noodles in the bowl, with oily flowers and a few green vegetable leaves floating on them. For a moment, childhood memories came to his mind, and he felt his nose was sour.

Picking up a noodle and putting it in his mouth, Mao Hu closed his eyes and felt that his life of more than forty years was like a rushing train whizzing by...

Is this the last time I eat noodles made by my mother?

Xiang Yaoting spoke again, "Eat it. If you insist on having your own way, this will be the last time you eat your mother's noodles. If you are willing to listen to others' advice and step back from the cliff, you can eat it as many times as you want in the future."

The old lady stood in front of Mao Hu. Her face, which had become like dry bark from overwork, was filled with tears. "Boss, my mother has saved some money over the years. Even if this mine ceases to operate, we will If we can open a noodle shop, as long as we are together as a family, we will definitely live a good life. Mom also wants to make noodles for you three brothers..."

Mao Hu finally broke through. He stared at Xiang Yaoting and asked tremblingly: "You didn't lie to me. If I didn't kill those four people, I wouldn't die?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Why should you die if you haven't committed a capital crime? Now let the four of them go and follow me out to surrender. I will count you as having performed meritorious services. When the time comes, I will help you plead for mercy and reduce your sentence. I mean what I say.”

"Boss, just listen to the cadres!"

"Brother, Mr. Xiang is a good person and will not lie to us."

"Uncle, Officer Xiang gave me chicken legs to eat. She is prettier than our teacher!"

The calls of my mother, brother, and nephew rang in Mao Hu's ears, and even a hard-hearted person would soften.

Mao Hu thought about it and finally sighed, throwing the gun at his feet, "I will believe you just once. If you dare to lie to me, I, I..."

He asked me for a long time, but he didn't say the rest of the sentence.

Xiang Yaoting was really merciless when he mocked people, "Okay, stop nagging, did I come all the way from Yanjing just to lie to you? Please be smarter, okay? If it weren't for the aunt and these two Even if you have a child, I won’t care about you.”

Xiang Yaoting bent down to pick up the gun, walked to the door, opened the door bolt, raised his leg, kicked the door open, and shouted outside: "The problem has been solved, the three suspects have decided to surrender, you come in!" "