Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"puff!"

The brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu couldn't help laughing while watching the food.

"Laugh, what are you laughing at?"

"I think you guys are itching, aren't you?"

"what?"

The second aunt was a little embarrassed by what Liu Guangqi said, and happened to see Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu laughing beside them.

He was so angry that he went up and gave each of them a big beating.

"Snapped!"

Immediately afterwards, there were two crisp slaps, followed by a barrage of scolding, and the sounds of begging for mercy after being beaten and kicked.

"Laugh, make you laugh?"

"Isn't it funny?"

"say!"

The second aunt slapped Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, and the two brothers ran around the room.

"Mom, stop hitting me."

"We know we're wrong. We know we're wrong."

"Woooo..."

The brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu begged for mercy while dodging the slaps that were coming their way.

"This second aunt is beating the child to vent her anger again..."

Tang Yue'e came out carrying some pickled cabbage and heard crying sounds coming from the Liu family.

Can't help but.

He said with a sigh.

"Yes!"

"This couple is really like that. They always give priority to the eldest child. It's as if the second and third children are not their own children."

"When they are old and unable to move, the boss will not take care of them."

"It's harder than climbing to the sky to expect the second and third brothers to take care of them."

"This is really a case of unkind parents and unfilial children!"

Zhao Dashan was holding a steamed bun in his hand and eating it with relish as he spoke.

"Used to it."

"It has nothing to do with us anyway. Mom and Dad, I'm going to work now that I'm full."

Zhao Xiangyang glanced at his sister Zhao Chenxi who was still drinking porridge and decided not to send her off today.

"Okay, ride slowly."

Tang Yue'e turned her head and gave instructions to Zhao Xiangyang.

"Mom, I know."

Zhao Xiangyang agreed, turned around, took his bicycle and went out.

"Brother, are you going home tonight?"

Just as Zhao Xiangyang was pushing his bicycle to leave, Zhao Chenxi shouted outside the door.

"go home."

"I will come back in the evening, but I will test your homework. Do you understand?"

Zhao Xiangyang turned his head and made a face at Zhao Chenxi, as the little guy agreed to know.

I pushed my bicycle and walked slowly towards the central courtyard, just in time to see Qin Huairu had also packed up.

He handed his little daughter to an old lady and was about to go to work when he saw Zhao Xiangyang coming out.

Her face sank slightly, and she walked away as if she didn't see him.

"It's really interesting."

Zhao Xiangyang pushed his bicycle to the front yard and looked at the furniture that had been renovated and put in place and was beginning to smell.

"I originally thought that by the end of the year, Ma Yan would be able to move in."

"Now it seems we have to wait until the beginning of next spring."

Zhao Xiangyang sniffed his nose and smelled the smell of paint in the air.

It seems that I miscalculated!

It will take at least two or three months for the smell to dissipate.

Especially now it is winter, so the storage time needs to be much longer.

He turned around, pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard gate, and rode quickly out of the alley.

The heavy snow fell again, and the cold wind swept across the face, making people feel a stinging sensation.

"Man!"

"You came early enough!"

Duomen came on his bike from another direction, and the two met on the street.

He walked up with a smile on his chubby face, got off his bicycle and greeted us.

"Mr. Duo, you are really early."

"It's still at least an hour before work starts."

Zhao Xiangyang patted the snow off his body, got off the bicycle, and the two of them walked inside side by side.

"Master Duo, Captain Zhao."

The two parked their bicycles in the carport and just entered the yard, they saw a thin figure greeting them.

"San'er, you're here. Are you going to have a meeting today?"

Because San'er is the director in charge of local public security, he has a lot of things to take care of every day.

If it is not for a meeting or a work report, these directors generally do not come to the office.

"I'm here to report to Director Bai. A big case has occurred in the area I'm in charge of."

San'er looked around and saw that there was no one around, then he cautiously stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

"What big case?"

Zhao Xiangyang asked curiously.

"A family of four, all killed at home."

"There were no traces left at the scene. We investigated for a whole day but found no useful clues."

"So I came to Director Bai early in the morning to report and ask for support."

San'er said helplessly.

"Is there anyone else at home?"

Duomen said quickly.

"nobody."

"Everyone died, parents and two children. It was really inhumane."

"If such people are caught, it would be too little to shoot them a hundred times."

San'er said indignantly.

"Director Bai is already in the office at this time. If the Third Institute needs any help from me, please contact me."

"You can speak up anytime. Our special brigade is always on standby."

Zhao Xiangyang nodded and spoke seriously to Saner.

"well."

"Captain Zhao and Master Duo, I'm going to go to Director Bai to report my work first."

San'er agreed to Zhao Xiangyang and Duomen, then walked towards the office.

"Xiangyang, I'm going to the office too. For such a big case, you should all be prepared to go to the scene at any time."

Duomen stared at Saner's back, then came to his senses and greeted Zhao Xiangyang.

"Okay, Master Duo."

Zhao Xiangyang was also in a very heavy mood, he had never expected this.

Such a big case actually happened.

Seeming a little absent-minded, he walked towards the office.

"Xiangyang."

"What are you thinking about?"

Ma Yan stood in the corridor and shouted to Zhao Xiangyang, who seemed to be lost in thought.

"what?"

"Who called me?"

Zhao Xiangyang came back to his senses and looked around in confusion.

"Behind you."

"What are you thinking about that you're so absorbed in?"

Ma Yan stepped forward and patted Zhao Xiangyang on the shoulder.

"Hi!"

"Just now, I thought of a case."

"That's why I was lost in thought and didn't hear you calling me from behind."

"You got up so early today, and you still have at least an hour to go to work."

After all, Ma Yan lives in the dormitory at the back, and in the morning the kitchen prepares breakfast and other things for those who live in the dormitory.

So you don’t need to cook for yourself, nor do you need to walk so far to work, so you can naturally rest for an extra half hour.

"This is not required by the White Bureau, we are not professionally trained."

"You must participate in training every morning and familiarize yourself with the use and maintenance of various weapons."

Ma Yan said with a bitter face.