Tang Seng is a cook

After several presses, Lao Yuan was sure that Zhuang Fan was really injured, so he withdrew his hands and said, "Old sister, you can follow my method, once in the morning and evening, and it will be fine in two days. You need to be strong enough, and the bruises will fade away." Open, then it will heal quickly, this time it is not hurting the bones, luckily!"

The old lady also had lingering fears, so she pressed Zhuang Fan twice, and said: "Success, I will remember, thank you, Yuan'er!"

Zhuang Fan was pressed by his mother and bounced weakly on the kang a few times, and then he heard Lao Yuan say: "Hey, you are welcome! Thank you!" He couldn't help rolling his eyes, thinking that today is a I saw how powerful the old policeman is.

Zhuang Fan's mother took Lao Yuan to wash his hands, and after everyone finished eating, Lao Yuan casually asked Zhuang Fan a few questions, he was working there outside, when did he come back, it is inconvenient to go back and forth now, Whose car is he riding in? When will he leave? It's not in the posture of interrogation, it's just like chatting. Zhuang Fan is stupid on the surface, and he is always on guard in his heart. He has no flaws in these places, so he answered truthfully.

Lao Yuan nodded. He didn't know what he saw, but he kept smiling, and his attitude was very kind. When he was full, he dropped two banknotes. Zhuang Fan's father hurriedly said, "I don't dare to accept them." So much, the New Year’s Eve didn’t even make you a meal of meat, how could it be so dark!”

Lao Yuan put on his hat, still with a smile on his face, and said in an easy-going way: "Well, that's one, no less, now we're having a meal outside, the four of us can eat so much, we can't hold one! "

Zhuang Fan's family sent them out, and when they were about to get into the police car, Lao Yuan turned his head and asked coldly, "Ah, old brother, I heard from Zhao Er that you want to take your child to the provincial hospital?"

Zhuang Fan's father said: "Yeah, our place is small, and the hospital can't find anything, so we thought about it and took the child to have a look. We are also afraid that the child may have some unknown illness, so don't worry after the investigation. "

Old Yuan smiled and said: "When do you plan to go? On the eighth day of the lunar new year, go with Xiaozhuang?"

Zhuang Fan's father said: "Well, don't go with him. There were a lot of people on the day he left. We'll wait until the fifteenth day, when the big hospital officially starts working, and the weather isn't too cold before we go."

Lao Yuan nodded and said, "Well, that's fine, but when the time comes, how are you going? The child is so young, and the air in the passenger cars and trains is not good!"

He suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked, "Hey, after the fifteenth day, is there a meeting in our system in the province?"

One of the young men nodded, and said, "Yes, Brother Yuan, it's sixteen, I remember. You go to our place!"

Old Yuan turned his face away and said again: "Look, what a coincidence, old brother, then you can take my car, I will drive, and we will go along with it!" His face was cheerful and sincere.

Zhuang Fan's father was very happy, and if the child doesn't suffer, it's better than anything else, and he didn't shy away from taking a police car, so he said, "Oh, what a shame, if you do that, when the time comes, I'll pay you for the car too! Don't take advantage of the public!"

Old Yuan laughed and said: "Okay, old brother, wait for my call at 45:[-], and then you can find me in the town! I can drive safely! I will definitely send you there when the time comes! If you are in a hurry, we will also come back." Together!"

Zhuang Fan's father smiled like a flower, and he agreed without hesitation, and Lao Yuan felt a little embarrassed, so he stopped talking nonsense, remembered Zhuang Fan's father's mobile phone number, and turned around. got in the car.

All four of them got into the car, waved to the old dealer's family in the car, the wheels turned, a puff of snow and fog was stirred up, and they drove away.

In the car, the little girl asked suspiciously: "Uncle, why are you asking so carefully? I see that there is nothing wrong with this family. It doesn't look like a family that kidnaps and sells children. They have such a big son! And they Picking up a child is raising him as a son, not as a grandson."

The young man in the co-driver turned his face, and asked curiously, "Brother Yuan, why didn't I know?" He turned around and asked the young man in the back seat, "Liu Er, what did you hear?"

Xiao Liu sleeved his hands, sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Hearing the words, he lazily said: "You are thinking about the lack of meat in this meal, what else can you hear!"

Old Yuan tutted and said: "I said Zhang, we are going down to find out the situation, are you really pretending to be going to eat?"

Xiao Zhang blushed, and said: "Brother, didn't I not eat in the morning, I was almost starving to death! Besides, there is no meat, I really didn't eat much!"

Xiao Liu cut it and said: "He has a pot of rice, and you eat half of it, and you still say you are not full. Let us keep the 100 yuan, and 22 yuan is your meal expenses! Meiyu is [-] yuan, and Yuan Ge and I are alone. That's [-]!"

Yuan Meiyu burst out laughing, seeing Xiao Zhang's sad face, she hurriedly said: "Uncle, you haven't said the reason yet! Can you explain it?"

While driving, Lao Yuan said slowly: "I'll just say that you are narrow-minded, and you have to look at any case in isolation. How can you do it? Our town has more than 20 villages around it. You have to rest assured, when you encounter a problem, play a few more tricks carefully, ponder over it, there is no harm, maybe if you hit the wrong one, you will solve the case!"

He turned the car cautiously and said, "Did you forget about the massacre in Zhaozhuang years ago?"

After hearing this, Yuan Meiyu and the three of them shivered in unison. Xiao Zhang murmured, "Could it be that this little boy is the boy who was nagging at the dead body in Zhao Village?"

Yuan Meiyu was quick-witted and said, "Uncle, do you suspect that Zhuang Fan is the murderer?"

Old Yuan smiled and said: "At first I had this idea, but later I found out that the time was wrong and the day was not right. This Zhuang Fan only got home at night on New Year's Eve. When the crime happened, he was still on the train."

He sighed, and said, "It's just that I'm not sure if this child was the one who disappeared at that time, and whether Zhuang Fan knew anything inside."

He stretched out his hand and said, "Take an evidence bag, put this hair in it, send it back to the city, and tell them to work overtime to test the DNA."

Xiao Zhang hurriedly took out the evidence bag, and carefully took the two tiny soft hairs that Lao Yuan held between his fingers.

Yuan Meiyu wondered: "Uncle, your speed is fast enough, I don't even know when you pulled someone's child's hair!"

Old Yuan's face turned dark, and he said: "Your uncle, I am so mad, and even pull the child's hair? I picked it up from the pillow! Picked it up!"

Thinking of a few laughs in the car, Yuan Meiyu laughed and stopped talking, so Lao Yuan concentrated on driving and went straight to the town police station.

On the other side, Zhuang Fan asked his parents to scold him again. He took off his pants again and asked his father to take a look at the injury. Apply medicine! Your mother is soft-hearted, once you howl, she won’t do anything, and she won’t wait until you leave!”

Zhuang Fan quickly pulled up his pants, begged for mercy, and said, "Father, please forgive your son! The police uncle said that this is a special medicine, and I will be fine tomorrow morning! You rest, rest!"

The old man said bitterly: "If you don't hurt once, you won't have a long memory!"

Zhuang Fan hurriedly rubbed his father's shoulders and said, "My father is the best!"

The old man collapsed on the sofa, and asked his son to knead the book, but he still said: "Don't flatter, come and have a look, I gave your brother these names, which one is suitable?"

Zhuang Fan picked up the blank piece of paper on the coffee table, and saw his father's handwriting, which was so ugly that people couldn't take their eyes off it, and once they fell on it, his father's handwriting that made a sharp turn would make him limping Hey, Zhuang Fan swallowed, calmed down, pulled down his glasses, looked carefully through the frame, and muttered: "Pengfei, Guanjie, Chaofei, Weijie, Victory, Ping An... ..."

Among other things, just looking at the names listed by the old man, one can tell how much love and expectations he has given to the little doll picked up by the elder son...

Zhuang Fan's eyes were a little sore, he couldn't help hugging his father's shoulders, and said, "Dad, you are so kind!"

The old man twitched uncomfortably, and said, "Oh, what are you doing? If you have something to say, there is no new year's money for flattery this year!"

Zhuang Fan suddenly realized, and said: "Oh, I bought something for you and mom! I'm coming back to celebrate the New Year, and I even forgot about food and drink!"

The old man said: "What about naming your brother? What is the fuss about? You have only been working for two years. What kind of gifts do you buy? The tea and health care products you bring back are not very good! Your mother and I both eat up!"

Zhuang Fan smiled and said: "This gift is very precious. I have bought it for a long time, and I am waiting to give it to you two during the Chinese New Year. I have hidden it carefully."

Zhuang Fan put the paper full of words on the coffee table, pulled his neck and shouted: "Mom, where is the suitcase I brought back?"

The old lady was washing milk bottles in the kitchen, and when she came out, she was startled by her son, and said, "What's the noise, it's so loud, your mother told you to be deaf even if you weren't deaf! Isn't your box under the desk in your room? I'm afraid Falling dust, take the curtain and fan it, huh, do you want it? It’s still a few days before we leave, so let’s clean it up now?”

Zhuang Fan already knew where the box was, so he was just playing for his parents at this time, and said with a smile: "Don't clean it up, get something!" After saying that, he got up and flirted.

The old lady shook the bottle dry, and asked suspiciously: "What are you going to do again, your son? This day comes out every day!"

Zhuang Fan's father snorted and said, "They said they bought a gift for us, but I forgot about it before, I don't know what it is!"

The old lady said: "Why are you spending money so recklessly, I think I deserve a beating!"

Zhuang Fan came out happily holding the gold ring. Hearing this, he quickly covered his buttocks, and said timidly: "Mother, I'm hurt! Your son can't be hurt any more!"

The old lady got annoyed, put the bottle on the air, and said, "Your mother, I'm busy, so I don't have time to talk to you!"

Zhuang Fan laughed happily, stretched out his hand, and said, "Mother, this is yours!"

He jumped up to his father again and said, "Father, this is yours!"

The old couple stuffed a gold ring in each of their hands, they were startled, and said, "Oh my god, where did you come from!"

Zhuang Fanxin said that your daughter-in-law gave it to him, but he guessed that he had to say it like that, so he said: "On October [-]st, when the shopping mall is active, the discount is suitable. People say that buying it is to take advantage! I remember Mom I kept saying that when I got married, I didn't have a gold ring, and your son couldn't afford anything else, but this ring is small, so I can still buy two!"

The old lady carefully put the end of the ring in her mouth and bit it, looked at it again, and said happily: "Yo, real gold!"

Zhuang Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

The old man had already put on his own at this time, put on reading glasses, stretched out his hand to look carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Well, my son has good eyesight! Looks good! He is magnificent!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to his wife and said, "Come here, I'll bring it for you!"

The old lady knocked it off with a slap, and said, "I'm not serious!" She also put it on for herself, looked at her eyes, and asked her son, "Fan, people say that there are special things about wearing this and that finger, mom. This is right?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Yes, yes, yes! Whichever one you want to take with you! When my son has money, buy ten for mom, and we both will take them with us!"

The old lady hurriedly said: "What nonsense! I've heard that it's called showing off your wealth! Many of them were robbed by others, and some were impatient, cutting off their fingers! This one will do! I usually do my work. I can’t take it with me! It’s a pity if it’s scratched!”

Zhuang Fan felt sorry for his mother, and hurriedly said: "Mom can take it whenever she wants! Don't be afraid!"

The old man was pretty enough by his side, he stood up with a sound of ouch, thumped his waist, and said: "You two, please stay home, I'll go out for a stroll!"

The old lady curled her lips, knowing it well, and asked: "You don't name your little son, why go out and wander around?"

Zhuang Fan's father put on his coat, and said, "The family is in a panic, go see the cards! I'll let Fanzi do the naming thing!" After saying that, he left happily, without his handbags, and just carried on his back like that. set out to go out.

The old lady smiled when she heard the door, and said to her son: "Old man, I don't mind doing it. Fan, you watch your brother at home, and I will go to your aunt's house for a stroll! If the stove is right, let me turn it on." Now, remember to add some coal later, don't burn it down!"

Zhuang Fan was very speechless watching the old couple go out the front and back, and probably won't come back at night if they don't show off.

The room immediately became quiet, Zhuang Fan entered the room, lay down on the kang with an ouch, and chirped, "Dig a hole to fill yourself!"

Avalokitesvara, shrunk to the size of a palm, appeared in mid-air, sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform with her hands in her sleeves, and said in amazement, "What hole? What to fill?"

Zhuang Fan was amused, but didn't answer, looked up at his little Guanyin, and only asked, "Where are Wukong and Bajie?"

Guanyin smiled slightly, and said: "I can't wait, so I ran away in the morning! I said I was going out for a stroll, and I will come back at night."

Seeing that Zhuang Fan was still smiling, he wondered, "Aren't you worried?"

Zhuang Fan said cheerfully: "What are you worried about? The child is so old, he can't get lost, he won't get into trouble, and he still has skills. This world is very different from ours at that time. There are many new things. They go out for a walk more often. It’s good to broaden your horizons.”

What a saint in the demon world, he doesn't understand anything in the mortal world, so it's hard to say it.

Zhuang Fan looked at Guanyin sitting on the lotus platform, and felt that the more he looked, the more beautiful he looked, like a doll, he stretched out his hand, hooked the lotus platform of Guanyin, and gave his little Guanyin a note, saying: "No, thank you You! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even know that my father and mother would be so happy."

It's just a gold ring, the old couple is like winning a lottery, it seems that he bought food and drink foolishly before, although his parents are happy in their hearts, they will regret that they can't show it off.

What if he bought a new mobile phone for his parents and bought two new clothes in a while?

Avalokitesvara called Zhuang Fan's relative, her face was steaming with embarrassment, she quickly hid in a distance on the lotus platform, and said: "Speak well, the sky is bright and bright! If you do this again, I will go!"

The house has large windows and the glass is very clear. Even though there is a ten-meter-long vegetable garden behind, Guanyin knows that there is no one on the long path, but she still panics in embarrassment.

Zhuang Fan didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and quickly apologized, he didn't want to be unhappy.

Guanyin is just thin-skinned, not really angry, Zhuang Fan teased him, and he became happy, and landed beside the doll, talking to Zhuang Fan through the sleeping doll, saying: "I followed that doll just now. A few people walked for a while, and I heard from them that they picked up their hair and went to inspect the land, what is that?"

Zhuang Fan listened to Guanyin's pronunciation of these three letters, he laughed and said, "Wait, I'll get my high school textbook and explain it to you!"

All Zhuang Fan's books from childhood to adulthood, his parents have not lost them, they are neatly arranged on his bookshelf, and they will be cleaned regularly. Junior high school physics, chemistry and biology are also taken, and I am going to give a class to Guanyin.

His family isn't that smart, I'm sure he'll be able to master it once he's taught, hehe...

Small Avalokitesvara guest room classes start!Guaranteed teaching package, no learning, no charge!

Just a kiss~ Zhuang Fan thought ripplingly~

However, the ill-intentioned Fan miscalculated...

Guanyin didn't need Zhuang Fan's teaching. He took the book and flipped through it from beginning to end, and memorized it all, but he still didn't want to finish it. He said, "Zhuang Fan, do you still have this kind of book? I don't understand some of them, and I feel confused And this character is missing arms and legs, I can barely recognize it, and there are some strange symbols, I don’t know, I don’t know which language it is.”

Zhuang Fan, who was overwhelmed by Xueba, took Guanyin into his room blankly, pointed to the books on the bookshelf and said, "All my textbooks from kindergarten to university, extracurricular tutorials, encyclopedias, and novels are all here. ...From bottom to top, from childhood to adulthood...the foreign languages ​​you want to read also contain teaching materials."

Avalokitesvara glanced at him, his face was pale, but his eyes were shining, afraid that Zhuang Fan would disturb him here, he said directly: "Then I will read a book, you go to that room to see the children!"

Zhuang Fan sobbed, walked out of the room silently, closed the door gently, went back to the big house with his head slumped, slumped on the kang, and said in his heart: It's over, and I wanted to have a relationship while no one was around, but it turned out that the partner was a What's the matter with the academic master who loves to study?

The baby next to him was full of food and drink, and slept soundly. Zhuang Fan looked at this little one, and couldn't help himself from yawning, and gradually felt that his eyelids were heavy.

The house was very quiet, but snowflakes fell outside at some point, and the north wind was blowing the falling snow, making the windows rustle. The two brothers took a full afternoon nap on the kang, one on the left and one on the right.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, Zhuang Fan woke up, remembered that the queen mother asked him to watch the stove, went to the kitchen, opened the road cover, and saw that it was about to burn down, so he quickly added some coal. Er Shui, stumbled, filled it in, and was busy, the door rang, and a rough male voice shouted at the door: "Is my elder brother at home, Lao Zhuang? Is there anyone in the house?"

Zhuang Fan carefully closed the stove lid, and promised: "Old Zhuang is not here, Xiao Zhuang is at home, third uncle, come in and sit down!"

As soon as he heard it, he could tell that this was his cousin in the west of the village, also surnamed Zhuang, who was the same grandfather as his aunt and his father.

Sure enough, his third uncle immediately said outside: "This kid's ears are so good, I haven't seen him for a year, and I know it's your third uncle!"

Zhuang Fan put down the stove hook, walked out, and laughed, "Sir, don't praise me, you're so ashamed!" Can't tell, isn't he an idiot?

His third uncle was a simple, honest and honest man. He rubbed his hands and looked embarrassed. Obviously he was still not good at socializing. He groaned and said, "Fan, where are your parents? Gaha?"

Zhuang Fan said: "My dad said he went to check the cards, and my mom is going to my aunt's house, third uncle, come in and sit down, I'll make you a pot of good tea!"

His third uncle looked relieved, quickly waved his hands, and said, "No, no, are they at home tonight? I'll come back tonight!"

Zhuang Fan was puzzled, and said, "I'm sure you'll be here at night, Third Uncle, are you busy? Then I'll call my dad and ask him to come back?"

His third uncle hurriedly said: "Hey, why are you calling? It's all right. I'm leaving! I'll come back tonight! Come in, it's so cold at the door!"

Saying that he pushed the door and went out again, Zhuang Fan was stunned, scratched his head, thinking about what he was going to do, and said: "Third Uncle, slow down!"

Zhuang Laosan waved his hand: "Okay, come back quickly, this kid!" He ran and walked away, as if there was a dog chasing after him.

Seeing his third uncle go away, Zhuang Fan shivered from the cold wind blowing through the crack of the door, closed the door and entered the house.

Passing by his room, he quietly opened the door and took a look. Avalokitesvara was still sitting on the lotus platform, floating in the air, reading a book.

Zhuang Fan checked the position of the bookshelf with his eyes, and found that Guanyin had already entered the third year of junior high school. He clicked his tongue twice in his heart, thinking that he would probably get his college diploma tonight.

He tiptoed back to the big house, and as soon as he sat down, his younger brother said "Yeah" when he was in the swaddling baby. Zhuang Fan sighed, and hurriedly got up to serve the little ancestor, changing diapers, heating milk, and another busy meal. He became agile, and played with him for a while in the childish dramas of "I want to eat my fingers" and "I won't give it to you". The little boy groaned twice, and fell asleep again aggrieved.

Zhuang Fan patted the little guy, saw that he was asleep, got up and thought about tidying up the house, but unfortunately he wandered around the house for a long time, but he didn't find anything that needed to be cleaned by him. Zhuang Fan's mother is a neat person. It has always been very clean, even the leaves of a few pots of flowers and plants in the house are wiped clean.

With nothing to do, Zhuang Fan slumped on the sofa, thought for a while, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV, thinking that he hasn't watched TV for two years, and the sound is good, it's better than being here quietly Sitting silently in a daze is strong.

It looks so bleak like that, it's Chinese New Year's Eve.

He shook the channels around, it was the holiday season, and most of the channels were replaying the Spring Festival Gala, either from CCTV, or from the local stations themselves, and some were broadcasting dramas. After two years, the plot still looks weird.

Changed to a channel suddenly, it was an ancient costume movie, Zhuang Fan glanced at the title of the show next to the TV, "Love History of the Tang Dynasty", tsk, the name is so good, it's simple.

He glanced at it, and saw a group of ministers chatting, and he didn't know which emperor he was talking about, but aside from other things, the clothes were quite decent. Zhuang Fan, who had just left Datang for a few days, looked at it. Seeing that there was a bit of intimacy, he dropped the remote control and thought to himself, just watch this, got up and took the electric kettle to the kitchen to fetch water, ready to make a pot of tea for himself.

Wouldn't it be nice to watch TV while drinking hot tea on this snowy day? It's the treatment of retired veteran cadres.

Then when Zhuang Fan came back, the ending song started playing on the TV.

Zhuang Fan muttered, thinking that he was so lucky, he stopped watching the TV and concentrated on boiling water.

As a result, when he made the tea slowly and took the teacup to his mouth, a new episode of the TV series also started. In it, the emperor wearing a dragon robe had tears in his eyes and was full of affection. He held the hand of the monk in front of him and said sincerely: "When I was the crown prince, I was displeased by the late emperor because of my foot disease. If the holy monk hadn't taught me to save me, I'm afraid I would have become an underground ghost long ago. How could it be my turn to be the emperor!"

"I dare not forget the kindness of the holy monk to me, and I don't want to let you go. You can stay, okay? Stay by my side, stay with me, and see how beautiful the mountains and rivers are everywhere. What!"

The monk looked like a middle-aged man, with a pale face and a cold expression, but his handsome face was not damaged. Hearing this, he sighed helplessly, withdrew his hands, bowed his head in eleven salutes, and recited the Buddha's name, saying: "Your Majesty, what virtue and ability can Tang Sanzang have? So affectionate, just..."

Zhuang Fan was swallowing a sip of tea, when he heard this line, he was stunned and spit out the tea with a sip.

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