When Lin Ye and the others arrived at the old man's place, he had already stood up and sat down on a chair provided by the shop next door.
"You two are such good people!" The old man looked at the young couple in front of him and thanked them repeatedly.
Lin Ye scratched the back of his head and forced a smile. He chased the thief and beat him up mainly to vent his anger for his wife.
"Grandpa, you might have some heart problems. You should go to the hospital to get it checked out later," Lu Wanqing advised as they parted.
The old man watched them leave and stroked his white beard.
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Lu Wanqing walked quite a distance before Xueqiu caught up with them. Because she had left Zhao Xiaolan without permission, Lu Wanqing punished her by not letting her eat chicken legs for a week.
"Who made the alleys in the county town so winding and confusing? It's made it lose its way," Snowball said, feeling wronged.
Fortunately, when Elaine Chao saw it, she happily hugged it, which brought some comfort to its young heart.
It stuck its tongue out at her!
Fifteen minutes later, Lu Wanqing arrived at Liu Ying's house as promised. Liu Ying had just returned from outside and hurriedly opened the door for them.
"What brings you here? Please come in." Liu Ying said with a warm smile.
Lu Wanqing handed her a box of face cream made with spiritual spring water and said with a smile, "This is a gift I specially picked out to thank you for helping me secure so many clothing orders. I believe your skin will look even better after you use it!"
Liu Ying loves beauty and usually uses face cream, but the one Lu Wanqing gave her seems to have a fresher and more pleasant scent.
She accepted it with a smile, "Anyway, they need to make clothes too. Old Xu's tailor shop charges too much, so why not recommend it to you? My girlfriends are very satisfied with the dresses you made."
Originally, they were regular customers of Old Xu's tailor shop, having had their clothes made there for years. But when they saw Liu Ying's new dress, they realized that there was always someone better, someone whose dresses were much prettier than Old Xu's, and even cheaper.
Their money doesn't grow on trees, so naturally they'll choose the option with the best value for money.
Moreover, Lu Wanqing designed dresses one after another, each one unique, with novel styles and excellent materials. She couldn't wait to recommend them to everyone around her.
"You must stay for dinner this time," Liu Ying said after exchanging pleasantries for a while.
"You don't need to ask, I've already invited you." A clear baritone voice rang out at the courtyard gate; Liu Zhengfeng had returned.
Liu Ying rushed over, took his hand, and asked affectionately, "Dad, you two already know each other?"
Recalling the absurd scene between Zhao Xiaolan and himself just now, Liu Zhengfeng downplayed the incident, saying, "They just caught a thief, and I happened to run into him."
Liu Ying cast an approving glance at Lu Wanqing: "Sister Wanqing, I never imagined you two were such great heroes who rid the people of evil!"
"You guys stay here and talk, I'll go cook." Liu Zhengfeng was happy that his daughter had met such a group of friends.
Since my wife left, our house hasn't been this lively in a long time.
Liu Ying's girlfriends used to come over to her house to hang out, but after they heard that he was a policeman, they were naturally afraid of him and never dared to come over again.
Soon, a large bowl of hand-pulled noodles was served, along with a bowl of meat sauce, a plate of chopped eggs, and a dish of peanuts, which looked very appetizing.
Yushan County does not produce wheat, so people eat little wheat-based food, and many don't even know how to make it.
The noodles Liu Zhengfeng makes are bright white and each strand is perfectly even; it takes years of experience to make them.
Lu Wanqing hadn't eaten such delicious noodles in a long time, and ate two bowls.
Lin Ye felt a little guilty. He wasn't very good at making noodles, and the noodles he made were all different thicknesses and tasted much worse than this.
"Uncle Liu, I have a small request. My wife is from the capital and also likes noodles. Could you teach me how to make them?" Lin Ye rarely asked for favors.
Liu Zhengfeng readily agreed: "Sure, you saw me making noodles earlier. Later, I'll teach you how to make steamed buns, okay?"
Lin Ye nodded happily.
The group ate and chatted, speaking freely like old friends.
"By the way, how did your mother become like this?" Liu Zhengfeng glanced at Zhao Xiaolan and then asked Lin Ye.
Lin Ye then told her about her father's disappearance and her mother's gradual loss of mental health.
He used to be very reluctant to talk about these things, but since Lu Wanqing gave him strength, he has become more and more able to face them calmly.
"Haven't you looked for your father again?" Liu Zhengfeng suddenly asked solemnly.
Lu Wanqing finally understood the fear that Liu Ying and her friends had felt. When Liu Zhengfeng was serious, his eyebrows were raised and he exuded a righteous aura, which was really intimidating.
"After he was swept away by the flood, the villagers searched for him in several communes downstream after the flood receded, but they said they hadn't rescued him. They went to inquire several more times afterward, but there was still no news." Lin Ye lowered his eyes.
Lu Wanqing seized the opportunity to say, "Uncle Liu, you're familiar with the household registration department, could you please help me look for it?"
Liu Zhengfeng had the same idea. "Don't worry, I will definitely keep this in mind."
The thought of Zhao Xiaolan, widowed for over ten years, with the mind of a child, inexplicably made him feel a pang of heartache.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaolan looked at him with childlike eyes, and he couldn't help but cough lightly, his ears turning red, and he looked away.
Perhaps because his wife left too early, he actually started to feel a little romantic.
He is a gentleman and should not have such improper thoughts.
He quickly and calmly memorized all the information about Lin Ye's father, Lin Baoguo, even asking about the color of his clothes and whether he had any birthmarks.
Lin Ye remembered the clothes, but as for the birthmark, he didn't know either, and Zhao Xiaolan couldn't explain it either. Maybe they could ask Lin Jianguo when they got back.
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