"Silly child, do you think your godfather looks like someone who worries about money?"

Lin Wanru touched Lele's little head lovingly. A sensible child always makes people feel more distressed.

“No.”

Lele looked at Yang Baiyi. He was wearing a slim-fitting solid-colored sweater that outlined his muscular figure. He was also wearing a brown leather jacket and a pair of sunglasses in his jacket pocket.

He was wearing a pair of straight-leg trousers, which made his godfather's legs look straight and long, and on his feet were a pair of short leather boots that were polished to a shine.

Looking at the huge manor he was in and the car parked outside the door, he realized that his godfather was indeed not poor.

"That's all, then. Just rest assured and replenish your nutrition. It's easy for your godfather to support you."

Lin Wanru put the milk powder on the table next to Lele.

"Well, I'll drink it then. Drink it and you'll grow up quickly."

The little guy gulped down the milk powder and found it sweeter than breast milk.

After finishing a bowl of milk powder, the little guy's upper lip was covered with milky white milk stains, which made him look a little more innocent.

Lin Wanru helped Lele wipe his mouth, then picked up a Journey to the West novel and told him the story of the havoc in heaven.

"Lele, I'm going to pick up your aunt. Do you want to come with me?"

Yang Baiyi glanced at his watch and saw that his sister was about to get out of school.

"Godfather, can I go?"

Lele was very surprised. What child doesn’t like to have fun everywhere?

"Of course, there's room in the car."

"Godfather, can I bring two bananas for my aunt? Bananas are so sweet and delicious."

Just now, Lele found out that the fruit that looks yellow but has a white skin when peeled is called a banana.

Transportation is inconvenient these days, and fruit resources in the Northeast are very scarce. Lele has never eaten fruit from the south.

"No need to bring any, there's some left in my godfather's car. I'll leave some for your great-grandmother later."

Lin Wanru was cooking at home, while Yang Baiyi took his godson Lele to the agency’s staff housing compound.

When we arrived at the staff housing compound, we took a few bags of fruit from the trunk and put them in the living room of my grandma's house.

"Grandma, isn't Xiaoxiao back yet?"

After entering the living room, Yang Baiyi realized that the little girl had not come back yet, but Yang Baiyi didn't care.

This kind of situation has happened before. Sometimes I need to stay behind to be on duty, and sometimes I need to stay behind to do homework.

"Not yet. She might have stayed behind to help her classmates with their homework. She just finished her shift last week."

When I entered junior high school, I started to have study groups, and students who were good at studying had to help students who were not doing so well.

Nowadays, everyone is a class brother, emphasizing unity, mutual assistance and common progress. Those who study well will not only not feel troubled, but will also be proud of it.

If the teacher can praise the students in front of the students, they will work harder.

"Nephew, where did you get this fruit? It's not the season for fruit to ripen now!"

There were very few cold storages in the 1970s, so it was impossible to use them to store fruit.

"The comrades from the branch office sent it to me. I didn't ask them where they got it from."

It’s great to have a unit. At least in most cases, Yang Baiyi can use it as cover.

Anyway, the National Security Bureau is a special unit, and no one goes to the National Security Bureau to verify what they say.

"Your company is really good. You even have this kind of benefits. It's really enviable."

"Nephew, Lele, you guys sit down first. I'll go wash the fruit."

Xiao Fuxing took the fruit into the kitchen.

"Not everyone can get access to the National Security Bureau. My eldest grandson is at a high enough level."

Mu Xue said with great pride.

The family ate fruit and chatted while waiting for Xiaoxiao to come home from school.

Lele and Junjun huddled together again, chattering away, and no one knew what they were whispering about.

It was not until it was almost dark that Yang Baiyi felt something was wrong. Even if he stayed to help his classmates, he would not miss his meal!

"Grandma, I'm going to take a look at the small school."

Yang Baiyi stood up from the sofa with a serious expression.

"Do you want me to go with you? The junior high school and the elementary school are only separated by a wall, and I'm very familiar with the junior high school."

Zhou Fengying, who was watching Junjun and Lele playing, quickly spoke.

"No need. I'll pick up Xiaoxiao from school. I know where her classroom is."

Although there were not as many spies in the 1970s as in the 1950s and 1960s, people still did not dare to be careless. If there were any accidents, too many people would cause trouble.

"Grandson, do you want me to call Li Haoran from the Municipal Bureau? Ask him to send someone to cooperate."

Yang Baiyi's serious expression made the whole family nervous.

"No need. This is the Junior High School. The students there are all children from cadre families. The security here has always been very good. Maybe I'm overthinking it. I'll go and take a look myself first!"

Yang Baiyi has the Ghost Hand Vine in his hand, which is enough to replace a million soldiers. His own movement target is small and highly mobile. If something really happens to his sister, he can also respond quickly.

"Well, be careful. I'll stay by the phone and help you coordinate anything."

At this moment, the shrill phone ring suddenly rang, irritating the sensitive nerves of the whole family.

"Is it Xiaoxiao?"

Mu Xue's face was a little pale. If Xiao Fuxing hadn't supported her, Mu Xue would have almost collapsed to the ground.

It was almost dark, and her granddaughter had not returned yet. This made Muxue very scared and reminded her of her daughter who had been separated from her since childhood.

At that time on the farm, Mu Xue even had mental problems for a while because she missed her daughter so much.

Could it be that a spy captured his granddaughter and called to make demands?

When people are pessimistic, they always think of the worst-case scenario.

If enemy agents demanded that the old man leave the country, would he agree? Which was more important, the country or his granddaughter? Would the tragedy repeat itself?

Mu Xue didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Hello! Who is this?"

Yang Baiyi walked quickly to the phone and picked up the receiver.

"Is it Bai Yi? I am Wan Ru."

The voice on the phone was a little distorted, and Yang Baiyi only said three words, so Lin Wanru was a little unsure.

"It's me, is the meal ready?"

Yang Baiyi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't the worst outcome.

"Well, it's been ready for a while, why haven't you come back for dinner? Did grandma invite you to eat? If you don't come back, I will eat first.

You can play for a while longer at grandma's house. There are Da Huang and the others in the yard, so it's safe."

Lin Wanru did not start to blame Yang Baiyi right away. Although she had worked hard to prepare the meal, Yang Baiyi did not come back. She must be unhappy, but she did not show it.

"Don't wait, I have something to do here. I'll tell you in detail when I get back. I'm hanging up now."

There is still no news about his sister, and Yang Baiyi did not give any detailed explanation.

Even if I tell Lin Wanru, it won't help at all. It will just make one more person worry.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Baiyi picked up the car keys and went out.