Director Ma meets a ghost

Director Ma has always been open about things.He feels that life is like Moutai at home. When he is happy, he has to drink it in big gulps, and when he is sad, he sips it in small sips. When the alcohol wears off, everything will return to normal.It took 34 years for Director Ma to practice his drinking capacity through these big and small things.He has seen alcoholics who do not recognize their relatives after being drunk, the villain who stabbed a knife in the back as a brother and brother at the banquet, and old friends who have no contact with each other after the banquet is over.

Director Ma knew that after the banquet, Feng Yi would soon disappear from his life, life and death had nothing to do with him.

People in the small county go to bed early, and there are not many people on the street after nine o'clock at night, and there are only a few night market stalls left with lights on.

The two came out of the sunny day full of thoughts, and walked past the flashing neon lights on the street, the dusty green belt, and the People's Park where square dances were broadcast.A few students who had finished their evening self-study rode past on bicycles, and the clear and playful sound rang out, and suddenly went away, adding an inspiring rise to the plain nocturne.

Director Ma looked at the corners of the children's clothes lifted by the wind, and tried to imagine Feng Yi carrying a schoolbag like them, with black-rimmed glasses and neat school uniform.

He stopped and turned around, only to find Feng Yi not far behind him.Under the dim streetlights, the light reflected quietly—like a ghost that was about to disappear in a blink of an eye.

There was an unconcealable sadness welling up in my heart.

Director Ma felt that he must not be drunk enough.

"Feng Yi."

"kindness?"

"It's nothing, you..."

A fire engine roared past, and the unique and piercing whistle interrupted Chief Ma's words.The two looked in the direction they were driving in a daze. They didn't know whose house was burned. Under the low night, thick smoke billowed from a corner of the skyline.

"Let's go." Director Ma's strange thought was temporarily suppressed, and the surrounding scenery became unremarkable.He turned his hands away and unconsciously quickened his pace.

After a hangover, Director Ma sat dizzily in his office, yawning again and again.

Several officers from the bureau passed by the window. "Have you heard? The house of the secretary of the county party committee has been ordered."

"Hey, no wonder there's such a big commotion!"

Director Ma was stunned, walked over and opened the door, "What are you talking about? The house of the secretary of the county party committee is open?"

"Isn't it? It's Director Wang. I heard that the fire was quite big, and it burned for half the night!"

Director Ma hurriedly took the key and went out, only to see Feng Yiti coming back from the outside with a plastic bag in his hands, "What did you do so early in the morning? Something happened, hurry up and follow me."

After getting into the car, Feng Yi took out a bun from the bag, "It's made of white flour, and it's still filled with meat."

"Where did you get the money?"

"Oh, I don't need any money."

"Ah! Stolen?"

"No. I see that the owner is very busy, so I didn't bother him. Let's take credit first."

……

Director Ma took out a few of them from his wallet, "I'll lend you these first, remember to return them to me when you come back."

Feng Yi put it in his pocket with a smile, "I will remember it."

Director Wang lives in a two-story building with a garden. There are not many buildings in this area, and the road is easy to find.Director Ma just rolled up the window when he arrived at the place, when a choking smell of cigarettes and plastic stinks rushed in.The outside of the house was surrounded by yellow tape, and a warning sign was placed.

He came down and yelled a few times, but there was no one there, and then took out his mobile phone to call Director Wang.This fire is too strange, or it is more likely to be man-made. Could it be that Li Chenfeng found Director Wang and threw a bomb here?

It was picked up almost immediately.

"Hi, it's me, Ma Yixin."

Director Wang's voice was as calm as usual, but there was still a trace of fatigue, "Old Ma, why did you call here? What happened?"

"Oh, it's not my accident, but your house's accident!"

"Oh, I know. Where are you?"

"I'm right outside your house!"

Director Wang came over 10 minutes later, and was stunned when he saw Feng Yi, "Is that you?"

Feng Yi didn't answer.Director Ma pulled Director Wang aside, "It's a long story, so please tell me what's going on with your house first!"

Wang Jianling smiled wryly, "What else could it be? It was set on fire."

"Who the hell! So wicked?!"

"I filed the record yesterday." Wang Jianling looked at Director Ma and shook his head, "It's also a bit of a backlash, just in time for the camera to break down, and it may not be found out in a month."

Director Ma sighed, "Fortunately, I'm fine, hey, where do you live now?"

Director Wang's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, held it in his mouth, took it out again after a while and said, "Xiaoye...has been in Dongguan Hospital for two days, and I...I was there yesterday."

"Ah? Sister-in-law, what happened to her?" Director Ma saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes. I'm afraid Director Wang's life is no better than him for a while.

Wang Jianling sighed, stretched out his hand and landed on Director Ma's right shoulder, and then slid down slowly after a while. "abortion."

As soon as the two words were finished, Director Wang seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the hand that fell down tightly grabbed Director Ma's clothes, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

"Then, didn't Director Xu treat guests on the day... Hey, what do you call this!" Director Ma supported him and sighed, "My house was also burned, and I have been crowded in the bureau for the past two days. live here!"

Wang Jianling looked at him, then at Feng Yi behind him, "You still live together?"

"That's right, he doesn't even take up any space." Director Ma thought of something, and suddenly slapped his thigh, "Yes, I remembered. Feng Yi said that I was tainted with mold on the mountain, if it wasn't for the past few days He, I may also be in the hospital, and you may also be the reason. Come on, I'll go and ask for you. "

Unexpectedly, seeing Ling standing still, Wang lowered his voice and said, "You trust him that much? After all, he almost killed you on the mountain!"

He frowned tightly, and the hand that pinched Director Ma's arm was terrifyingly strong.Here, Feng Yi walked over impatiently, and with a wave of his sleeve, Director Ma's arm was released from Director Wang's restraint, and the whole person immediately came to Feng Yi.

……

Director Ma probably guessed the scene of Feng Yi stealing the buns.

"Director Wang." Feng Yi raised his finger unhurriedly, and helped him pick up the cigarette that fell on the floor, "If you haven't dealt with your own affairs, don't worry about others. What do you think?"

Wang Jianling frowned and looked at him, "You are a little different from before."

Director Ma took the cigarette from Feng Yi's hand and handed it to Director Wang, feeling a strange tranquility above his head.

"Hehe, we came here in a hurry, and I'm too embarrassed to go directly to visit my sister-in-law, how about this," Director Ma pulled Feng Yi and said, "Director Wang, you go back to accompany sister-in-law first, we go to the street to buy some fruit and then go there."

Director Wang stopped him, "You'd better not go, wait for me in the bureau later." Seeing Director Ma's hesitation, he added eagerly, "There is business." After speaking, he got into the car.

Director Ma has known Director Wang for several years, and he has never seen him use such a tone.Isn't that right, so many things happened in two days, no one should be in a hurry.

He pestered Feng Yi, "You boy, what you said just now was really rude!"

Feng Yi snorted softly, "Brother Ma, in terms of age, he is over 400 years old, so what kind of politeness can you have with him?"

This… it is.

Director Ma smiled and tapped Feng Yi's cold forehead with his finger, "Then why are you so polite to me, one bite at a time, brother Ma, screaming like honey."

Feng Yi slanted his mouth, grabbed Director Ma's hand, and turned his bent knuckles gently in his palm.

Director Ma dodged like an electric shock, looked left and right, and then said anxiously to Feng Yi, "What are you doing? You're not a woman."

Feng Yi grinned like he did when we first met, "Brother Ma, please move your leg and step on your foot..."