The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Lin Zhiyuan walked and stopped, picking up memories along the way. It took him more than half an hour to reach the gate of Jing Hua Yuan.

The gate was closed, and lights were coming from the guard room at the door, and voices were coming from inside.

Lin Zhiyuan's keys were in the suitcase, which had just been delivered home by Shi Mingguang. He could only knock on the window of the guard room, hoping that the guard would come out and open the door for him.

After not coming back for such a long time, Lin Zhiyuan was not sure whether the current security guard had been replaced or whether he still recognized him?

Who knew that before he put down his hand that was knocking on the window, his mother's voice came from the guard room, "Is Zhiyuan back?"

"Mom, it's me."

The door of the guard room opened quickly, and Ning Xiufen and Lin Ningjing ran out together.

Lin Ningjing opened the door quickly. "Mom insisted on waiting for you here. No matter how I persuade her, she won't listen. I have no choice but to stay here with her."

A warm current flowed through Lin Zhiyuan's heart, and he supported his mother, "Didn't we just meet Eleven? What's wrong? You miss your son so soon?"

Ning Xiufen hit her son and said, "You reek of alcohol. You didn't even bother to go home after returning to Ge'an. Instead, you went out to drink."

Lin Ningjing explained a few words on behalf of her brother, "Mom, Zhiyuan came back for work this time. He is now the leader of Yanjing. Ge Gang will definitely hold a banquet to welcome him. This is a necessary social event."

"I don't care whether he has social engagements or not. No matter how high his position is, he is still my son." Ning Xiufen put her arm around her son's arm and said, "Let's go home. I've made noodles for you. Mom will make you a bowl of mixed soup noodles to sober you up."

"Mom, I just finished my meal and I'm not hungry at all..." Lin Zhiyuan just started to explain when he was interrupted by Ning Xiufen.

"Don't you always like to eat noodles after drinking? You said it would make you feel better the next day and your headache wouldn't go away."

"That was when I was in my twenties, I could eat a lot. I'm thirty-five now, how can I still have such a big appetite?"

"What's wrong with thirty-five? Thirty-five is still a young age!" Ning Xiufen pulled Lin Zhiyuan back home and immediately lit a fire.

Lin Dajun and Li Gang were watching TV in the room. When they saw Lin Zhiyuan coming back, they hurried over.

Soon, a bowl of steaming mixed soup noodles was ready. Ning Xiufen put an egg and a tomato in it. It was red and white and looked very good.

Lin Zhiyuan had already eaten enough and was not hungry at all, but these were hand-rolled noodles made by his mother, so he had to finish them no matter what.

The whole family gathered around Lin Zhiyuan and watched him eat noodles. Even his nephew Xiao An came down from upstairs and asked his uncle several questions in one breath.

"Uncle, why didn't Asu and Aunt come back?"

"A Su has to go to kindergarten, and your aunt has to go to work, so I came back alone this time."

"Uncle, how long can you stay this time?"

"About one or two months. It's hard to say right now. It depends on the progress of the work."

Ning Xiufen was happy when she heard that her son might have to stay at home for such a long time. "Zhiyuan, why don't you call Xiaojin and Asu back? The Chinese New Year is coming soon, why don't you just stay at home until the New Year."

Lin Zhiyuan thought about it. Ah Su was in kindergarten, so there was no problem of skipping classes. Su Jin could go to the class or not. It would be fine to ask them to come back and stay in Ge'an for two months and go back after the Chinese New Year.

Lin Zhiyuan almost rolled his eyes after eating a whole bowl of mixed soup noodles. But after all, this was made by his mother, so he had to force himself to eat it even if he couldn't finish it.

After staying at home until ten o'clock, Lin Zhiyuan dragged his suitcase out of the house and returned to the small building where he lived.

When he walked downstairs, Lin Zhiyuan saw a dark shadow standing in front of his house. Fortunately, there were street lights in the community, and Lin Zhiyuan realized that this person was Zhou Hai.

"It's so cold, are you standing here to scare me?" Lin Zhiyuan said with a smile, then took out the key and opened the door.

After entering the room and turning on the light, Lin Zhiyuan discovered that Zhou Hai's expression was very serious.

Lin Zhiyuan immediately noticed something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

It was definitely not a small matter for Zhou Hai to be standing here waiting for him in the middle of the night.

"Zhiyuan, I didn't want to tell you this because I was afraid you would worry, but now that you're back, I think I should tell you!" Zhou Hai hesitated.

"Just hurry up and tell me!" Lin Zhiyuan asked Zhou Hai to sit on the sofa and handed him a cigarette. Zhou Hai's demeanor made him nervous.

"I saw a man at the entrance of the community two days ago. Although his appearance has changed a lot, I still recognized him." Zhou Hai stared into Lin Zhiyuan's eyes and said word by word: "Pan Guolong!"

Zhou Hai was fully aware of the grudge between Lin Zhiyuan and the Pan family in the past.

Lin Zhiyuan's hand holding the cigarette trembled uncontrollably. He was silent for a few seconds, then turned his head and asked, "Are you sure? Wasn't he sentenced to fifteen years? Logically, he should still be in prison."

"Then I don't know. But I didn't make a mistake. Because I wasn't sure at the time, I hid in the guard room and observed him for a while. Pan Guolong has lost a lot of weight now, and he looks stupid and dazed, just like everyone who just came out of there. He wandered around here for a while, almost walking around the entire community."

With every additional word Zhou Hai said, Lin Zhiyuan's heart sank.

From Zhou Hai's description, he is now roughly certain that this person is most likely Pan Guolong. Only someone who has a deep hatred for him would observe Mirror Flowers and Yuan so carefully.

"I felt more and more that something was wrong, so I took Lao Ma and drove behind him. After Pan Guolong came out of Mirror Flower, he first went to Feidu Beauty Salon in the book market and squatted across the street for a while. Later, perhaps because it was too cold, he took a bus to Tiexi and went into a residential building on Liudao Street. I didn't follow him upstairs for fear of being discovered by him, but at 5:30 in the evening, I saw another acquaintance downstairs, Pan Guofu."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded, "Then it can be confirmed that this person is Pan Guolong. He came to Jinghuayuan first, and then went to Feidu Beauty Salon. It is very likely that he wanted to seek revenge. As for why he is out now..." Lin Zhiyuan fiercely extinguished the cigarette butt, "Pan Guolong was imprisoned in 1989 and sentenced to fifteen years. It has been eleven and a half years now. If he behaved well, he could have been given a reduced sentence. It is normal for him to be out now."

Lin Zhiyuan immediately refilled his cigarette, "This is my fault. I have lived such a peaceful life in the past few years that I actually forgot about him. Brother Hai, you should have told me earlier, when did you find out about this?"

"It happened last week. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would worry. But don't worry, I have control over Pan Guolong's whereabouts. I have sent three groups of people to take turns keeping an eye on him. We have plenty of money now, and if he really dares to take revenge, he will be courting death." Zhou Hai's eyes flashed with ferocity. He was already a wealthy man, but now he showed the rough spirit of his youth again.