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Gu Yijian came later, holding two new unopened iPads of the latest model.When he came here, Xi Zhikong had just finished writing a test paper and Jiang Yan came out of the study. Coincidentally, even Guangji accompanied Jiang Wen to the prenatal checkup.

Two iPads were stacked on the coffee table, and the five people sitting around the coffee table were silent without saying a word, and the sound of the ticking of the wall clock was heard in the whole living room.

In the end it was Xi Zhikong who spoke first, his voice was light and soft, it sounded much better than when he answered the phone.He said, "Uncle, you should take these two iPads back and return them. They are quite expensive. Brother Yan and I don't need them. We should leave the money for our younger siblings to see a doctor."

"Ah, no, this is—this is a gift from our unit..." When Gu Yijian came, he just wanted to buy some fruits, but Liu Ping felt that it was too shabby to put those fruits in front of a house worth more than 100 million yuan. , I dragged him to the Digital City, and then heard that Xi Zhikong was living with Jiang Yan's family, so I bought two of them for a total of more than 8000 yuan.

As a result, his explanation made the two iPads even more inappropriate.

Jiang Wen has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. How can she scold Xi Zhikong's uncle's family so badly? When she saw Gu Yijian's embarrassment, her heart softened again. She cleared her throat: "That , Xiaokong, is uncle here today to discuss the house with you?"

Xi Zhikong nodded cooperatively, and took the initiative to take the information from Gu Yijian's hand.

There are two copies of the house purchase contract in the information bag, and there is also a notarized document, and a statement issued by the Housing Management Bureau is attached.

"Have all these been done?" Xi Zhikong asked while flipping through the three documents in his hand.

Gu Yijian coughed lightly: "It's almost the same, because you are not an adult, so we went for this notarization to guarantee... that the proceeds from the sale of the property will be used for your..."

"Uncle," Xi Zhikong put the documents back one by one, and interrupted him kindly, "After completing the formalities and getting the money, let Yingying and Ajie see a doctor as soon as possible."

"Xiaokong! Xiaokong... Uncle will definitely pay you back in the future. I'm really sorry about the subsidy! This house is sold for Yingying and Ajie's life-saving money. They will remember your kindness for the rest of their lives. Remember your kindness..." Gu Yijian stepped forward to hold Xi Zhikong's hand excitedly while speaking, his eyes were red and his voice was choked up.

"No need, uncle," Xi Zhikong lowered his head and smiled, his tone was distressingly calm, "Take care of your younger brother and sister, this disease is not easy to cure, it costs a lot of money, you have to take care of yourself .”

Gu Yijian calmed down and turned around to look at Jiang Wen, who was hesitating to speak, and Lian Guangji beside him, and said, "Sister Jiang, brother-in-law, I'm useless, not to mention that I can't help Xiao Kong, but I still have to sell you!" His house, my family's condition is not good, so Xiao Kong--"

"Xiao Kong, we will take care of it." Jiang Wen glanced at Xi Zhikong, gripped the sofa tightly and felt nervous for no reason.

She moved her lips, then fell silent for a while, and said to Jiang Yan, "Yanyan, go up with Xiaokong to do homework."

Xi Zhikong didn't move, she walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiaokong, Aunt Wen and uncle have something to say, go up with brother first."

"Aunt Wen..." Xi Zhikong stood up hesitantly, and walked up the stairs step by step.

Jiang Wen waved at him: "Go, be obedient."

After Jiang Yan and Xi Zhikong went upstairs, Jiang Wen went back to the sofa and sat down, and also asked Gu Yijian to sit down.

"The transfer procedures can be done slowly, and the money can be called to you first, as agreed before—" She took a sip of hot water and said slowly: "Although Xiao Kong will be an adult in a few months, but I still hope you can give up custody."

Gu Yijian felt guilty, Gu Yishu passed away, and he had mental problems again. When the neighborhood committee informed him to go with Aunt Xi Zhikong, he took the initiative to take over the responsibility of guardianship because he had received great care from Gu Yishu.But he didn't expect that the final situation would turn out like this.One day, a strange woman who has no blood relationship with him will come and say such words to him, asking for custody of Xi Zhikong for the first few months before he comes of age.

This looks more like an accusation.

As far as Jiang Wen is concerned, she can't wait even for these few months. Only by becoming Xi Zhikong's guardian can she protect him better.

She thought so.

"I've asked someone to accommodate the relevant departments. You just need to issue a statement saying that you are no longer able to support Xi Zhikong and continue to perform the duties of a guardian. I will handle the rest.

"And——I will be responsible for everything about Xiao Kong in the future, so you don't have to worry about it anymore." Jiang Wen didn't realize that as soon as Gu Yijian showed hesitation, her tone became more urgent, "Of course you can take care of the house." Sell ​​it to someone else but! But you are in a hurry to use the money, aren’t you? I offered a price that was more than 50 yuan higher than the market price, and selling it to me is your best choice, and I can send you money tomorrow.”

Lian Guangji walked up to her and put his arms around her shoulders, and added, "Jiang Wen's point is that there is nothing particularly important in the future except for custody. I hope you all don't come to disturb Xiao Kong's life."

"You are..." Gu Yijian frowned, and Jiang Wen saw a bit of Gu Yishu on his face.

,

She was suddenly startled.

This may be the most "malicious" moment in her life. Now she wants to "snatch" Xi Zhikong from Gu Yijian's hands, so that he will have nothing to do with Gu Yijian from now on.

Later, when Gu Yijian left, Jiang Wen sat on the rattan chair on the small balcony of the bedroom, with the warm milk Lian Guangji gave him by his hand.She took a sip, looked up at the starry night sky, a gust of wind blew some gardenia fragrance over, and suddenly she seemed to have returned to a certain midsummer.

At that time, Gu Yishu went to other places to gather for a few days because of writing work, and Xi Chuzhi happened to be on a business trip, so he sent Xi Zhikong to Gu Yijian's house.In the end, he didn't know what happened, and Xi Zhikong ran home the next day with his bag on his back.He forgot to take his keys and squatted on the stairs all morning. He didn't know when he lost all his money after a hole in his pants pocket. In the afternoon, he was so hungry that he went to Jiang Yan's house.

Jiang Yan went downstairs to make soy sauce, and when he turned around, he saw him walking towards the setting sun listlessly.

He looked at Xi Zhikong from a distance and said nothing, and when someone approached with his head drooping and almost bumped into him, he frowned and asked him, "Why are you here?"

At that time, Xi Zhikong was still clingy, and Jiang Yan often put on airs of "brother" in front of him, and his words of concern were not soft at all, Xi Zhikong looked at him and almost cried with his mouth curled up.

He frowned deeper: "Why did you run back?"

Later, in order to comfort the crying Xi Zhikong, Jiang Yan took out the pocket money saved yesterday and bought him two lollipops.He didn't know why Xi Zhikong was crying, but if he brought home Xi Zhikong who was crying miserably, Jiang Wen would most likely yell at someone, so he stood at the door and peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it Put it into Xi Zhikong's mouth, and "threatened" him in a low voice: "Don't cry, I will eat the leftover candy after crying."

Xi Zhikong whimpered and said, "Ah, brother Ah Yan can eat...you can...wow..."

Originally, he didn't cry for the first half of the sentence, but he didn't expect to cry even louder as he spoke.

Jiang Yan had nothing to do with him, so he stuffed the remaining candy into his pocket, pulled his sleeves and wiped his dirty face from crying, "Can you stop crying..."

"I, I woo woo woo, I don't want to cry... woo wa..."

"..."

Xi Zhikong managed to hold back his crying, took out the candy from his mouth and licked it, the tears were still dripping down, and he was about to cry again from time to time.

Distraught by his crying, Jiang Yan bit her lower lip and angrily "rebuked" him: "Really don't cry! Otherwise, I won't sleep with you tonight!"

"Brother Ayan, I, I accidentally cried...Xiaokong stopped crying! But, brother Ayan...wow, I can't stop..."

Xi Zhikong said not to cry, but kept crying until Jiang Wen heard the movement outside the door and opened the door.

After asking the ins and outs clearly, Jiang Wen hurriedly cooked a bowl of noodles for Xi Zhikong, and "punished" Jiang Yan to feed him.Jiang Yan sat at the table and fed Xi Zhikong noodles with chopsticks. Xi Zhikong looked into his eyes and explained sincerely: "Brother Ah Yan, today Xiaokong kept eating because he was too hungry.

The one who cried is really not because you are too fierce. "

Jiang Yan let out a deadpan expression, stuffing Xi Zhikong's mouth full.

After Xi Zhikong finally swallowed it down, he said: "You are not a three-year-old child anymore, do you only cry when you are hungry?"

Xi Zhikong smiled sweetly at him: "But Xiaokong is an eight-year-old child!"

Jiang Yan: "...Oh."

"Brother Ah Yan, I can't eat anymore..." Xi Zhikong has always had a small appetite, and he was a little full after eating more than half of a bowl of noodles. Looking at the chopsticks extended by Jiang Yan, he shook his head.

Jiang Yan looked at him "seriously", and he immediately pouted again, blinked his big aura eyes, and took out a bunch of gardenias that were about to wilt that he didn't know where to get, and handed them to him. Jiang Yan flattered him and said, "Brother Ah Yan, this is for you. Let's not eat it, okay?"

Jiang Yan took the gardenia flower in his hand, looked at the flower, then at Xi Zhikong, "reluctantly" agreed to his exchange terms, and put down his chopsticks.Standing at the door of the kitchen, Jiang Wen folded her arms and looked at the eccentric Xi ​​Zhikong, smiling so much that her eyes turned into crescent moons.

After many years, the current midsummer seems to be a little hotter, she drank the last sip of milk in the cup, stood up and went back to the bedroom to close the door.

Seeing the end of July, the gardenias have also reached the final flowering period, and it is no longer a fragrant smell. It is lingering in the evening wind, as if expressing the reluctance and nostalgia for the midsummer inch by inch, and then disappears in the surrounding air. .

……

After a few days, Xi Zhikong started to work in the studio that Lin Tongrui introduced to him, and he would proofread and deal with trivial matters every day.Seeing that he is young, other people in the studio take good care of him. Although the boss is just a young man who has just graduated from a graduate school, he is not at a disadvantage in terms of age, and Xi Kong still looks good in many things. .

In this way, Xi Zhikong worked in the studio for a week. Because of his obedient personality and outstanding writing skills, he also has a rare seriousness and rigor in doing things compared with his peers. Everyone praised him. It is also handy to work.

Recently, their studio took over a publishing task. Xi Zhikong always felt that the author's name was familiar. During the process of proofreading the manuscript, he saw Gu Yishu's name in the book. He immediately ran to ask the boss who the author of the book was.

The boss glanced at her and said, "Oh, here, the professor of literature at the university next door wants to publish an autobiography at her own expense when she is about to retire, but then I don't know who invested in her, so it's not self-funded—what's wrong? What's the problem?"

Xi Zhikong held the manuscript and shook his head: "No problem, it's just... I saw my mother's name, and I don't know if she is referring to the same person."

"Huh? Your mother?"

"Well," Xi Zhikong pointed to the three words Gu Yishu in the manuscript, and said again: "My mother, Gu Yishu."

The young boss immediately put down the magazine in his hand and stood up, looked at the manuscript in Xi Zhikong's hand and at Xi Zhikong himself, and said loudly, "Are you Teacher Gu's son?"

"what?"

Xi Zhikong was a little confused.

His mother didn't seem to be a teacher, did she?Didn't you say that after graduation, you start to write for others and write something to earn manuscript fees?

But the young boss looked as excited as if he had found his long-lost brother, he hugged Xi Zhikong and said, "My God, Mr. Gu's son is so old!"

"Um, sorry to ask..." Xi Zhikong pushed him away uncomfortably, "Boss, are you...?"

"I used to practice social practice in high school and went to a publishing house. At that time, Teacher Gu took me."

Xi Zhikong smiled, and suddenly felt strange feelings in his heart, he said: "Is that so."

The young boss asked again: "How is Teacher Gu doing recently? Last time when I was sorting things out, I found that she still had a manuscript with me, but I couldn't get in touch with her. I remember that she wanted to publish it by herself ten years ago." But at that time, Teacher Gu said that her family was spending money, and there was no extra money for her to publish books, and then I..."

Xi Zhikong stood at the same place with the manuscript in his arms. He didn't really listen to what the boss said later, and finally he lowered his head and asked, "Excuse me, can you show me the manuscript?"

"It should have been returned to the original owner. I'll find it for you right away!"

The young boss got into the small room at the back of the office and rummaged through it for a while, and took out a thick stack of letterheads. Xi Zhikong took it in his hand, as if he was embracing Gu Yishu from ten years ago again.

He whispered thanks and returned to his desk.

What disappeared like time was the news of Xi Chuzhi's case.

Zhang Qijin "opened" a meeting for half a month, so busy that he kept his feet on the ground. When the inspection team came, many problems were exposed, and it was often one meeting after another.

The subsidence incident in the industrial zone the year before was revealed again. It was obviously a mess, but he still had to pick it up. The above issued a request to pay attention to the companies involved in the implementation of compensation issues. After the meeting in the morning, he avoided the reporters and walked through the back door. Just a few steps away from the glass door, a tall young prosecutor in uniform stopped him.

Huo Mingxu has been squatting here for three days. When I saw him come out two days ago, he couldn't squeeze through the reporters and photographers with long guns and short guns. Today, he learned in advance through his classmate that Zhang Qijin was going to go through the back door early in the morning. Bite a deep-fried dough stick and come to squat.

A few days ago, at the project site of the suburban housing project, the construction team was digging the foundation, and a shovel went down to dig up a corpse. A murder case many years ago was then dug up again.

The police compared the DNA with the missing persons database and failed to find corresponding clues. They issued an internal investigation notice, and various departments across the country failed to find the source of the corpse.Everyone avoids this kind of mysterious case, but Huo Mingxu's brain is known far and wide, and no one is afraid of failing to handle this case. He dare not touch it like a hot potato, but he doesn't believe in this evil. He just found out the clues from the clues.

He was bored in the office for three whole days, and suddenly found that there was a very similar case a few years ago. Judging from the modus operandi, he could preliminarily judge that it was from the same person. The suspect in the case has long been arrested and is now serving his sentence in the city's prison.

He is always a young man with a lot of energy and energy. Even if he didn’t sleep well for three days, he decided to report the matter as soon as he had an idea on the fourth day. However, he encountered obstacles frequently during the reporting process. The leader even asked him In the conversation, he was advised not to overturn the case.

He took ten thousand steps back, saying that he would not overthrow the old case, but this new case will always be handled, and the people of the whole country will watch it.The leader first mocked a few words that he insisted on taking this case, but then he avoided it altogether.

After being rejected several times, he had no choice but to finally set his sights on the Chief Prosecutor.

Zhang Qijin saw that this young prosecutor was very targeted and was obviously coming for him. Not only did he look serious, he also raised the documents in his hand before him without saying a word.

"Hello, let me spare you a few minutes, you have to look at this case—"

The security guards behind Zhang Qijin were ready to stop him one after the other, he waved his hands and said, "Wait a minute."

Huo Mingxu glanced left and right, and continued: "Excuse me. My name is Huo Mingxu, and I am the prosecutor in charge of the 8 case. I think you must know about this case. The modus operandi of the suspect in the previous case that has been closed is almost the same, and the time of the victim’s death should have been last year, but the suspect was already serving his sentence at that time.”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Qijin flipped through the documents in his hand, raised his eyes and asked him: "Suspected imitation? - Which district are you from?"

"The chief prosecutor is from the Southern District. It's not an imitation crime. Based on the existing evidence, I suspect that the suspect is the same person." Huo Mingxu said.

Zhang Qijin straightened his collar: "If you know who the suspect is, apply for arrest directly—" He said and took back the documents returned to Huo Mingxu, turned to a certain page and frowned, "The 810 case happened in this Anju On the construction site of the third phase of the project?"

"To be precise, the body was found here, but according to the police investigation, it is not the scene of the first crime, but the scene of the dumping of the corpse. Like the case a few years ago, it was all murder and dumping of the corpse, and it was all—"

"You can't stand to judge that the same person committed the crime based on these conditions alone?"

Zhang Qijin stood in front of the car and tugged on his tie, thinking

Flashing past the file of Xi Chuzhi's case, he flipped back a few pages, and sure enough, he saw the words "Xi Chuzhi" circled in red pen on the file.

The young Huo Mingxu may have been stumped by this question, but before he came, he knew that the Chief Prosecutor was rigorous and decisive. Whether he would succeed or not continue digging this case would depend on this one time, and he was fully prepared.

So he said: "Half evidence, half intuition."

Zhang Qijin smiled, closed the document in his hand and patted it on Huo Mingxu's chest, "Young people are motivated." Then he glanced left and right, stood in front of Huo Mingxu, stretched out his hand and said, "I wish you success. "

Huo Mingxu shook hands with Zhang Qijin, and stood there watching his car drive out of sight. He stood there for a while before recovering, rubbing his fingertips on a business card in his palm.

He looked down and saw the bronzing lines on the black background business card, and holding it in his hand made his wrists feel sore.

……

After Xi Zhikong sorted out the last document in his hand, he packed the whole document and sent a copy to his sister who was proofreading. He stretched on the swivel chair, picked up the mobile phone at hand and sent Jiang Yan a message.

As soon as it was sent, Jiang Yan called.

"Got off work or not?"

"Just got off work!"

He yawned and whimpered. Jiang Yan was holding two glasses of drinks at the door and his heart was itching. He nodded and smiled, and said softly to the phone: "I'll wait for you at the door."

Xi Zhikong came out of the building wearing a thin coat. Seeing that there was no one left and right, he hung on Jiang Yan's body in two run-up steps.Jiang Yan was hit so hard that his heart trembled, he quickly pecked his lips, and asked him in a low voice, "Did our baby be praised by the boss today?"

"Why do you still remember this..." Xi Zhikong laughed, seeing that he was holding a drink in his hand, he couldn't wait to pick it up and poked it open to take a sip, his mouth was full of jelly grains, "You can also eat this kind of vinegar Long?"

Jiang Yan put an arm around his waist, and the two walked towards the street, shrugged and said, "I can't help it, I'll eat my mother's jealousy."

"They just praised me and didn't say anything else." Xi Zhikong said.

Jiang Yan didn't speak, just took his bag and carried it on his body.

Xi Zhikong tilted his head to look at him, bumped him with his shoulder, and said flatteringly: "Then you can praise me, just praise our boss."

Jiang Yan then cleared his throat: "Is Kong Kong really invincible and cute in the universe?"

"...Jiang Yan, you are so vulgar."

"I'm a science major, so no one else would praise me."

Xi Zhikong let out a chuckle, stopped on the spot and turned to look at Jiang Yan, stared at Jiang Yan for a long time before saying: "To be serious, I got a good thing today, guess what it is?"

"Ok?"

"I guess you can't guess it. I didn't expect it myself. My boss was actually a student my mother taught at that time. Today I got my mother's ten-year-old from him—"

Before he finished speaking, his way forward was stopped by someone.

Huo Mingxu stood in front of the two of them in a neat suit, his eyes unconsciously fell on Jiang Yan's hand at Xi Zhikong's waist, and he politely smiled: "I'm sorry, my classmates, but I'm sorry, my name is Huo Mingxu, and I'm from the Southern District Procuratorate. A prosecutor."