Siheyuan: Happy He Yuzhu

When He Yuzhu found Director Xia, Director Xia's appearance frightened He Yuzhu.

He was really almost like a beggar living under a bridge. He had an unkempt beard and a few hairs, and he looked like he was about to say goodbye to Director Xia. Coupled with the dark circles under his eyes, which are no worse than those of a panda, it would be a bit insulting to say that he looks like a beggar under a bridge.

Director Xia seems to be very busy, so don't expect him to be in a good mood. Director Xia braced himself, his voice was hoarse, and he said angrily: "Zhuzi, I have something to talk about. I have been very busy these days."

He Yuzhu didn't dare to ask what they were busy with. If he asked about things in the institute, it would be fine. If he asked about matters elsewhere, Director Xia might have to look at He Yuzhu differently.

Don't doubt the vigilance of Director Xia and others these days. They are all old investigators who came from before liberation. Doubting everything is the secret to their success.

In fact, many people know that Director Xia has a dual identity. But everyone is just pretending to be confused. This is also the reason why as the situation has stabilized in recent years, the confidentiality and safety of peripheral personnel like Director Xia have become less important.

Although there are various twists and turns in the development of the situation, overall, it is getting better and better.

He Yuzhu didn't waste any time and pointed at the timid old man who was still carrying a chicken. He told the cause and effect of the incident and told Director Xia his speculations.

He Yuzhu said: "...If it's really that thing, it's not a small matter. That thing can't be eaten or drunk. Why did those people steal it?"

At this time, Director Xia was completely exhausted, and his sharp eyes were fixed on the old man. Director Xia asked: "Tell me about it!"

Although Director Xia's words were low-pitched and not very serious, the clothes he wore still gave the old man a sense of oppression.

At this time, the old man simply let go. He was still stammering in the front, but he became more and more fluent in the back, and brought in all kinds of speculations of his own.

The old man said: "Maybe that Yang Erlai lurked down before liberation. Maybe his wife didn't die of illness, but discovered him..."

"Stop, stop, just explain what you saw clearly. We will investigate other things you think about. There is no need to talk about these here." Director Xia quickly interrupted the old man's words and continued. , he is on the same level as Zhang Yinwu (one of the highest-level enemy agents captured in Four-Nine City after the liberation).

After the liberation of Forty-Nine City, it was regarded as the most benign place, and there were more remnants of Bald Head. After all, it is a variety of battles of wits and courage, and various legendary stories extend from it.

Basically, everyone in Laosijiucheng knows something. If you really want them to talk about it, they can talk about it for days and nights.

Director Xia still has his own way of dealing with this kind of thing.

First, he went into the office and made a phone call. Within half an hour, a jeep drove up, and four or five men got out wearing Mao suits with bulging waists.

It is not accurate to say that these people are tough. There are also one or two weak scholars wearing glasses among them.

But the spiritual energy in each person revealed something unusual.

He Yuzhu had been comforting the old man for a long time. When he saw Director Xia coming out of the office and shaking hands with these people, he knew that the real owner had arrived.

He quickly stood up and said goodbye to Director Xia. At this time, the old man became timid again and clutched He Yuzhu's sleeves tightly. The expectation in his eyes made He Yuzhu a little unbearable.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but said angrily and funny: "What are you afraid of? It's not your doing. You just need to lead the leaders to investigate the matter clearly."

The old man said with a sad face: "I would have refused to listen to my mother if I had known that. She also said that she could use this opportunity to establish relations with Comrade He's family. But in the end, she dragged me into the prison."

Hearing this, everyone present laughed together.

He Yuzhu was not surprised by this. He Yuzhu didn't believe it all when the old man said that his family was so miserable.

The key point is that the gift is too heavy. An old hen these days is not like what it was a few years ago. Now you may not be able to buy this thing if you have money.

Why in the original drama, Xu Damao kept saying that his stolen old hen was an old hen that laid eggs?

Because the old hens that lay eggs are more valuable than the capons sold in the market.

Castration of roosters is normal, but hens only undergo this surgical procedure during their final fattening stage.

This is different from the tribute capons in a certain place in the south. It is just a collective fattening of the chickens before they are released.

Therefore, even if a chicken like this is alive, you can only eat meat after buying it. It is simply impossible to expect them to lay eggs.

But in the past two years, this thing is naturally more precious.

After the chicken theft incident at the old man's house was solved, he should be grateful to the street office. But he came here to give He Yuzhu such a big gift. It was clear what he was thinking.

He Yuzhu and his son sit in this position that is neither high nor low, and there must be no shortage of courteous exchanges. Naturally, there were also cases of inexplicably flattering their father and son.

After all, it's best to be confused when it's rare. Anyway, I won't accept gifts from relatives and friends. If I can help, I'll help, and if I can't, just forget it.

If you really have to make yourself more selfless and selfless, your reputation will be bad and unpleasant.

Four or five people from Director Xia's side led the old man away. Director Xia rarely smiled at He Yuzhu at this time.

Director Xia also grabbed He Yuzhu's sleeve and said with a smile: "Zhuzhu, you are my lucky star. Do you want me to transfer you over to help me?"

He Yuzhu suddenly broke away from Director Xia's pull, and said angrily: "Pull him down! If I can tell you the truth, I will be worthy of you. Now my wife has a bad temper, and I want to go home and say that she is fooling around with you." You can kill me alive. I have told you about this anyway, so you don’t have to tell me any further steps in the investigation, it’s none of my business.”

Seeing the slightly disappointed look in Director Xia's eyes, He Yuzhu couldn't help but soften his heart and said: "Uncle Xia, you need to take a good rest. You probably haven't looked in the mirror in the past few days. Look at how you look now. It’s really scary!”

Director Xia felt warm in his heart, knowing that He Yuzhu really cared about him. He didn't say anything more about letting He Yuzhu into the office. Instead, he patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and turned around to get busy again.

He Yuzhu looked at Director Xia's slightly tired steps as he left, with gray hair already faintly visible on his head.

He Yuzhu suddenly realized that he had known Director Xia for nearly ten years.

I still remember the appearance when we first met him. At that time, Director Xia was full of energy and had that carefree look that was unique to young people. It is hard to see him now.

People always grow or age inadvertently.

In the blink of an eye, it looked like this.