old man feeding rules

The street outside can no longer recognize the original appearance, but the community still maintains the appearance in memory. The familiar white lilacs are still planted in the flower beds. The branches and leaves have just sprouted in spring, which reminds people of the fragrance of the garden when the flowers bloom. This somewhat allowed Jiang Xun to regain some psychological comfort.

He took Song Yuzhi upstairs with ease, and stopped in front of an iron gate on the sixth floor. It was still the same as when Lao Liang was alive, so that Jiang Xun subconsciously wanted to knock on the door.

He knocked several times but no one answered. He looked out through the window in the corridor, but he didn't see the light on in the room, so he knew that Liang Xiaopeng must have gone out to fool around again. He rummaged through the flowerpot at the door, Find the spare key and open the door.

"Only this unprogressive brat can bring me back to how I used to feel."

Jiang Xun was a little surprised when he entered the door and turned on the light. He thought that Liang Xiaopeng was so sloppy that he lived his life like a beggar. The room was full of debris. Even if there were a few dead mice in the corner, he would not be surprised. It was a bit uncomfortable after seeing the tidy and tidy room, which can be described as "bright and clean".

"...When did this kid change his gender? A few days ago, I saw him in disgrace. How come he looks like a man instead of being in front of people?"

Song Yuzhi walked around the room, "There is more than one person living here," he pointed to the two toothbrushes in the tooth cup in the bathroom, "There are not many people who are so close to brothers these days. The cohabitant is likely to be a woman."

"That kid was able to find a woman." Jiang Xun was stunned for a moment, "With his virtue, he can find such a virtuous girlfriend. This girl's eyes are not very good."

Song Yuzhi was amused by him, "Don't say that, maybe Liang Xiaopeng cleaned it up by himself in order to show off in front of her."

"You don't know what kind of virtue that kid is, let me tell you, if he can do this kind of thing, I'll give you three months, bet or not."

Song Yuzhi became visibly excited, the corners of his brows raised straight up, "What do you mean?"

"of course."

Liang Xiaopeng hadn't come back yet, the two of them were embarrassed to flip around in his room, so they could only fiddle with the things on the bright side in the living room. Jiang Xun saw a group photo on the shelf, and wanted to see Liang Xiaopeng's daughter What kind of demeanor is his friend? When he got closer, he was dumbfounded. He never thought that it was actually a photo of Liang Minghua and his son.

Liang Xiaopeng in the photo was still in his teens, Jiang Xun remembered very clearly that this photo was taken half a month before Lao Liang passed away, and he took it himself. Paradise, he said he had to be dragged, he was bored and would rather sleep at home, but he was dragged out in the end, and reluctantly took this group photo.

...Unexpectedly, that actually became the last image left by Lao Liang.

"Actually, I'm quite surprised. Why wasn't it affected much before the incident, but the memory after the incident and after the incident was damaged so severely. Common sense, amnesia shouldn't be selective, right?"

"Maybe it's because of the temporary amnesia caused by the concussion. A major feature of the concussion is the disturbance of consciousness and the forgetting of recent events. Although they are all temporary, it is also possible that you will be affected after that and start to evade memories subconsciously." of."

"So I probably didn't really forget it, but a psychological effect? ​​It can last for ten years, it's outrageous." Jiang Xun thought for a while, "Why don't I go to a psychiatrist to solve my psychological problems? Fortunately, I will be tortured by this for the rest of my life."

"Things have passed for so long, why bother trying to force yourself." In order to stop his mouth, Song Yuzhi picked up a chopstick of rice noodles and brought them to his mouth, "Take a bite, it will soften after soaking for too long."

Jiang Xun touched it with his lips, "It's too hot, blow it."

Song Yuzhi actually blew cold powder for him, and lived a life like a rice bug. He couldn't help sighing: "It's good to have someone to take care of, Xiao Yuzi, you are so virtuous, and I am so handsome, how about you?" marry me."

"Okay, I'm waiting for you to go to my house to propose marriage."

Jiang Xun said in his heart, just like your father Song Junshan, knowing that I abducted his precious son, he would be merciful if he didn’t plant me upside down on the mountain. Thinking about it now, it’s really thanks to Wenzheng, the right-hand man who helped him, Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to lift his head up in front of his future father-in-law.

The two waited boredly for a while before they heard footsteps coming from the corridor. Jiang Xun couldn't wait to wait at the door. When Liang Xiaopeng pushed the door open from the outside, he saw someone at home, and it was this evil spirit. He was so frightened that his soul flew away. , "Aww", and almost ran away.

"What are you talking about, come in!"

Seeing that the kid wanted to run away, Jiang Xun directly grabbed him by the collar and brought him in. After Liang Xiaopeng entered the door, he found that there was a stunned woman behind him.

The woman looked to be in her 40s, with heavy make-up, and a smell of dust on her body. Jiang Xun used to crack down on pornography when he was at the grassroots level. His sense of smell was better than that of a police dog. Just by smelling his nose, he knew that this woman must be a wronged woman.

However, he didn't question Liang Xiaopeng, instead he saved enough face for the woman, nodded politely to the woman and welcomed her in.

Liang Xiaopeng also went down his steps, exaggerating: "Oh, isn't this Brother Jiang? Why did you come to my house suddenly and startled me... Well, Sister Li, don't be afraid, this is the one who took good care of you before." My eldest brother, you are so nice... you go into the room, and I will have a few words with Brother Jiang alone."

The woman called "Sister Li" didn't pay attention to Jiang Xun at first, she just took a second look at him because she thought he was good-looking, and then her eyes fell on his expensive clothes and couldn't move her eyes away. It was Liang Xiaopeng who pushed her into the house.

Today he is dressed like a dog, without the slovenliness of the day he appeared at Wu Guangping's house, which made Jiang Xun even more convinced that he pretended to be a grandson in front of others just to ask for money, he is a prodigal who cannot be supported by mud thing!

Liang Xiaopeng turned his head and pulled Jiang Xun to the living room, and asked him in a low voice: "Brother Jiang, why are you here! Next time, let's say hello in advance, it will scare people to death!"

Jiang Xun didn't argue with him, he raised his chin and pointed to the closed inner room and asked, "What's going on?"

Liang Xiaopeng smiled embarrassedly: "Hey, that's just...that's it."

Jiang Xun didn't have the nerve to say that their ages were different, these days they all value true love first, it was a bit far-fetched for him to use this excuse to oppose this marriage.

At this time, Liang Xiaopeng noticed Song Yuzhi who had been playing with his mobile phone with his head down, and quickly poured a glass of water for someone courteously. Song Yuzhi thanked him, and his eyes wandered between the two of them, neither asking nor telling.

"This, this is your Jiang Ge..."

"Well, my wife, do you have any comments?" Jiang Xun asked angrily.

Liang Xiaopeng didn't dare to take a breath. He praised Song Yuzhi as a talent with a rainbow fart, and he looked like a dragon and a phoenix. ?”

"Jiang, Brother Jiang, don't you discriminate... discriminate against older people?"

"Who you are with is your freedom. I have no right to say anything about you, but if you really want to get married and have children, you have to find a girl from a decent family. You can't... you can't..." He didn't want to say harsh words, but these words It would be hard to hear if you said it.

"No, she's not what you think By the way, why are you looking for me today?"

Jiang Xun cleared his throat, "Cough...I want to borrow Lao Liang's will from you. It should have been handed over to you many years ago. If you dare to lose it, I won't kill you!"

He made a gesture to beat Liang Xiaopeng, who was so scared that he ran away with his head in his arms: "No, it's well received, didn't you let me hide it? Besides, it's not like you haven't seen it... Forget it, I'll find it for you. "

Liang Xiaopeng entered the back room muttering, Jiang Xun patted his forehead dejectedly, "No way, did I tell him this... I can't remember it at all, is this brain going to fail?"

As soon as Song Yu opened his mouth, the two of them heard a loud noise in the bedroom. The woman might want to lower her voice, but she couldn't control the loud voice. When she got emotional, she roared. Even the two people in the living room could hear it clearly. .

"That man is rich at first glance, and he doesn't make money if he has oil and water. You bastard, I don't know what you think. Your brain has grown into your buttocks. What's the use of holding an old policeman to death? You've squeezed his family dry, you can't even get a penny out, and you still don't know how to hold the new benefactor properly, you are so stupid!"

That kind of pungent energy is like a shrew who scolds the street.

Liang Xiaopeng ran out after a few words of comfort. Both of them pretended they didn't hear anything. He didn't explain himself, so he handed over the envelope containing Lao Liang's will.

The paper was still in the same state as it was before breaking into the chemical plant, without many wrinkles, but a little yellowed. It seemed that Liang Xiaopeng had indeed put the things away.

Jiang Xun took out the manuscript paper inside, raised his chin to signal Liang Xiaopeng to sit down, Song Yuzhi pushed the lunch box in front of him, and he ate the crispy meat symbolically, and looked into other bags, obviously not eating. Enough, and endured not eating.

"Let's eat, it's not enough, let's call her out later, it's so late, why haven't we eaten yet?"

Liang Xiaopeng licked his lips and smiled at him, "I, why don't I take some in for her to eat."

Song Yu only nodded, and he went as if he had been granted amnesty, Jiang Pun said without raising his head, "Don't spoil him, this kid has made money from Lao Wu, there must be a reason why he can't eat now, The more you care about him, the more energetic you are, and all that trouble can only reduce your lifespan."

As he said that, he pushed the manuscript paper towards Song Yuzhi, "Lao Liang explained his funeral in his will, saying that if something happened to him, he hoped that his brothers in the bureau would help him raise his son. I blame myself for pampering my son, and I don’t want him to harm others in the future, and I even said such cruel words as ‘if it’s impossible, send him to the detention center’, it can be seen that I am really helpless.”

"What else was mentioned in the letter?"

"He mentioned me. He said that no matter what happens, he will try his best to ensure my safety. He hopes that I can cherish my life. If I bear doubts, infamy, or even crimes because of him, he will definitely regret it."

Song Yu only tilted his head to look at Lao Liang's neat handwriting, "So, he actually had a premonition that this would happen to you."

"I can't stop my premonition, it's quite helpless."

"I feel that the expression between the lines is an apology. He has a premonition about the outcome of the case." Song Yuzhi turned a page backwards and saw the original text: "Don't be confined to the past, young man, and look forward .”

"Does the word 'mouth' in the word '围' look familiar to you?"

Jiang Xun stared at it for a long time, "I know you will feel that it is similar to Wang Wanying's corpse site and the mark on Qiantui's grave, but Lao Liang's writing habit may be that the strokes of the word '口' are not connected. You are too sensitive."

It's no wonder that Song Yuzhi thought too much. As a stranger who had never met Liang Minghua, and didn't even know anything about him, he had reason to doubt Lao Liang.

"If you don't believe me, I can help you find his old handwriting." Jiang Xun rummaged through the shelves in the living room, and found that all the notes, books, and magazines written by Old Liang were gone, so he asked Liang Xiaopeng: " Where are all the things your dad wrote before?"

"Throw it away. Sister Li doesn't like dead people's things in the house, so I cleaned them up. Besides, there are so many places in the house, and people have to live there."

Jiang Xun was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, he was too lazy to learn from him, "Forget it, the city bureau must keep the documents written by Lao Liang before, do you think there is anything wrong besides this?"

Song Yuzhi looked at Liang Xiaopeng with a pleasing expression, "There should be something else put away with the will."

"No... no."

"Take it out, listen."

Although he had a usual smile on his face, his tone was unquestionable. Liang Xiaopeng hesitated to refuse, fearing that he would offend him or anger Jiang Xun, and also a little afraid that Jiang Xun would get angry.

But he was still afraid of Jiang Xun. The man just coughed, and he was scared out of his wits. He rushed into the room, carefully pulled out an envelope from the hidden cabinet gap, took it out, and found that there were dozens of envelopes inside. Yuan bills.

Sister Li became angry when she saw this scene, and even slapped him on the head several times, "You bastard, you actually hide money from your own house, what are you doing, are you waiting to go out and raise wild women? Are you careless?" Lung thing, I'll kill you!"

Liang Xiaopeng was so scared that he couldn't lift his head, so he hid behind Jiang Pun in a panic. Seeing that Sister Li's raised slap was about to slap Jiang Pun, Song Yu remained calm, and while counting money, he quietly stretched out his toes, and quietly tripped Li The elder sister turned her head and saw her fall on the carpet with her teeth bared, and she looked serious and concerned: "What's the matter, it doesn't hurt from the fall, get up, Xiaopeng, and help someone get up soon."

It was Song Yuzhi who said standing and talking without back pain. When he was dealing with people other than Jiang Xun, his son's temper came up. He didn't stretch out his hands and just looked at it with two eyes. up.

As a result, Liang Xiaopeng helped Sister Li into the house, and the two quarreled again when they disagreed, but Song Yuzhi stuffed rice cakes into Jiang Pun's mouth tightly as if he couldn't hear him.

"I said, is my brain really going to waste? Judging from Liang Xiaopeng's reaction just now, I should have told him to hide the will and money before. I guess he still has to mutter in his heart. He thinks I'm sick. .”

"Does he know about your bad memory?"

"If Lao Wu hadn't mentioned it to him, he probably didn't know about it. I haven't met him since I saved my life. As far as my relationship with him is concerned, he probably wouldn't rush to find someone to ask me. Condition."

"I don't think so." Song Yuzhi picked up a banknote and looked at it in the dim light, "Even if no one told him about it directly, he must have guessed it, otherwise he wouldn't have been poor for so many years I didn't even come to hug your golden master's thigh."

He said firmly: "It's true that he is afraid, but maybe you are not the only one who is afraid."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

Thanks to brother Xun's little wife, cute, for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !