"Sixth Master, maybe the kids are practicing? Besides, they don't know Pan Daozi is one of their own, so they must have scouted out his place and found out that he has food. He's not at home these two days, so they made an appointment to practice at his house, right?"

"Damn it, let them spit it out and send it back to me in the evening!" Lao Liu gritted his teeth.

“Will there be police?”

"The police have all withdrawn, otherwise how would they have the opportunity to unload the goods? Hurry up, don't let Pan Daozi misunderstand that we did it, and then he will bite back."

Jiashan Brigade.

After the police left, Pan's mother sat at home in a trance. She was in poor health and had difficulty walking, so it was impossible for her to go to the labor camp to see her son. After thinking about it, she called a cousin of Pan Shinong. This cousin had a good relationship with him, and the mother and mother were also very close to the cousin's children.

"Shang'er, go to the farm to see your brother and tell him that our family has been robbed."

Pan Gongshang: "Okay, I'll go. Auntie, please go to my house for dinner first."

Pan Gongshang's family was very poor. They couldn't even get enough to eat at home, and Pan's mother was probably in an even worse situation. But he couldn't just watch the old lady starve to death.

Pan's mother agreed first, "When we find the food, we'll return it to your family."

She thought she would be able to find it back.

As a result, Pan Gongshang never met Pan Shinong. He could only pass a message to Zhang Heilu, asking the people on the farm to tell him that all the food in his house had been stolen, and he was not allowed to say anything else.

After Pan Gongshang came back, a night passed and the food for the Pan family was not delivered. Pan's mother began to wonder again, was he really threatening her son, or did he want to starve herself to death so that her son would have no worries?

Pan's mother had been through a lot, so her mind was inevitably confused. She had no idea what to do with her random thoughts, and she couldn't discuss things with anyone. As a result, she couldn't sleep or eat well, and she fell ill after two days.

Three days later, the courtyard received news again.

"Sixth Master, the police have left. How about we quietly deliver some food to them at night?"

Lao Liu: "Stupid, how do you know there's no one secretly following you? If you're caught, do you think the police will let you go or lock you up like Pan Daozi?"

As soon as Lao Liu saw the trick, he knew it was done by someone inside, it couldn't be anyone else. But the thief inside was not found, and the person in charge of that area also refused to admit that he had placed the goods. Seeing that they didn't seem to be lying, Lao Liu suspected that there was another group of people who deliberately wanted to mess with him.

He even thought further and wondered if the old man was training another Old Six to replace him?

Among them, except for the third brother who had always followed the old man, the others were latecomers. He was the last to join, and he always felt that the old man was the least satisfied with him, thinking that he was not talented enough and not virtuous enough, and that he was appointed as the sixth leader only because there was no better choice.

According to his limited understanding, the third brother has never been replaced, but the others have all been replaced.

It is not impossible for me to be replaced.

Originally, according to the old man's plan, he would let the children go out to try the water next year. But with so many people to eat and drink, they also need to buy New Year's goods for them during the New Year, which naturally requires money and food. If we don't open the business, we will just sit there and eat all the money.

Moreover, ever since Han Qingsong was rewarded for inciting the members to steal food last time, he has taken over the public security of the communes, and patrols have been strengthened in the warehouses of each brigade and the grain management offices of the communes, so they no longer have the opportunity to steal food.

How can we win people’s hearts without food? To feed so many people, we need food.

Lao Liu had to find a solution. He could only let the children try the waters earlier.

The old man was not satisfied with this and got angry, but he did not punish him in person. The old man quickly changed from passive to active, letting the children try the water in advance and testing Han Qingsong's ability.

When he thought of this, he felt scared and uncomfortable, fearing that Pan Daozi had already betrayed him or that the old man had given up on him.

The old man and the third brother were not at home, and there were only the second brother and himself in the county town. However, the second brother didn't care about burglary, and the two of them didn't have much contact in daily life. He couldn't even find anyone to discuss it with.

Now he really couldn't make up his mind, so he wanted to consult his second brother to see if he could give him some advice.

He never thought about Da Wang at all. Although he and Da Wang entered the martial arts world together, he had only seen Da Wang twice. The small gang members who had practiced with Da Wang at that time were either forced to do labor reform or changed their careers. He really didn't think about Da Wang.

Moreover, Dawang was still young, in his middle school years, and was dull and low-key. He could learn some things after reading them once, but he would not tell others. Or he would learn the tricks after reading them several times and would practice them secretly without demonstrating them to others. Moreover, he was obviously more interested in gambling and had little interest in other things, so everyone thought he could not do it.

Lao Liu started later than the others. Although he has talent for skills, his mentality is not well trained and he is not experienced enough, so he starts to feel confused.

He didn't know that even though they didn't go to the Pan family, their frequent inquiries for information had already landed in Han Qingsong's ears.

Luo Haicheng and Liu Jianyun acted very quickly. They identified a person who was gathering information and quickly tracked him to a small courtyard in the county town.

Luo Haicheng: "Director Han, we have found their whereabouts in the county town. Do you want to arrest them?" They only knew the location for surveillance and did not have a grasp of the members yet. After all, they could not get too close.

Han Qingsong: "Don't make a fuss, continue monitoring."

He intuitively felt that there must be a leader here, and it would be valuable only if the leader was captured. If he continued to catch a group of small thugs like before, it would be useless if the leader ran away.

"Let Pan Shinong meet his family if necessary."

Luo Haicheng smiled and said, "Okay." Looking at the old lady's posture, he concluded that it was a thief who broke into the house and robbed her. It was very likely that something serious had happened, so she was frightened and fell ill.

It would be interesting if Pan Shinong believed that it was their people who did it.

"Director Han, my sister-in-law is amazing."

If Lin Lan hadn't knocked Pan Shinong's mouth to confirm that there was someone behind him, Han Ju would not have thought of sending Da Wang to rob Pan's house at night, let alone lead him to this ordinary courtyard. This courtyard was disguised as a place for weaving mats, and people often came here, which did not attract anyone's attention. Even the people nearby thought it was normal because they would also send their weaving mats there to sell on behalf of others.

Thinking of Lin Lan, Han Qingsong's cold expression softened, "Go and arrange it."

Today is the Winter Solstice, and he wants to go back early to celebrate the festival with her.

When he returned to the office, he saw the correspondent who had gone to the train station to pick up mail coming back on his scooter, carrying a pile of newspapers, documents, letters, and so on.

He saw Han Qingsong and smiled, "Director Han, there must be a letter for you."

Han Qingsong: "Eighty percent?"

Lu Jinxiu and other comrades all wrote his name on the letters they sent to him, while Fan Xiao and others wrote directly to Lin Lan. How can there still be an 80% chance of it happening?

The correspondent stopped the car, took out a bulging envelope from the mail bag and handed it to Han Qingsong: "Director Han, take a look, is it yours?"

Han Qingsong took it and saw that the envelope was addressed to the Public Security Bureau of X County, with a bracket at the end, referring to a family of seven, four sons and one daughter.

Han Qingsong: “…”

The communicator smiled and said, "Director Han, I counted and found that there are a few families of seven in our Public Security Bureau, but they include the elderly. As for the family of four sons and one daughter, there is no one else except you."

Han Qingsong nodded, "Wait a minute, let me take a look."

He simply tore open the envelope and took a look inside, and found that it was actually a stack of photos.

He reached in with two fingers and picked out one, and when he saw the photo, his brows furrowed.

In the photo, a group of people were walking forward. Lin Lan turned around and smiled at him. The shot taken from a distance gave him an inexplicable sense of time and space, as if... she was going far away and said goodbye to him with a smile.

But she was clearly with them at that time. Next to her was his back holding Xiaowang, and in front of her were a few children who were queuing to check their tickets to enter the station.

He put the photo in his left breast pocket and saw that there was another piece of paper inside.

He opened it and saw that it was sent by the cultural department of the capital. The gist of it was that two Italians happened to meet this family while taking photos in their county two years ago. They left their contact information at that time, but unfortunately they lost it in the water. When the Italians returned to their country, they entrusted this matter to him, hoping that he could help find the owner of the photo. As a result, he was implicated in the political movement and delayed the matter. This year, he was rehabilitated and restored his freedom, so he wanted to send the photos to the owner. He didn't know the name and specific address, but he knew the county. Seeing that the male owner was wearing a police uniform, he thought he must be a police officer in the county, and maybe they would recognize him if he sent it to him.

He returned to the office and poured the photos out on the table and looked at them one by one. There were photos of him alone, of the children, and of the whole family. There was no photo of Lin Lan alone because she was always holding Xiaowang.

He took out the photo and looked at it again, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

He then remembered something.

Since the end of last year, he occasionally had a dream in which she kept walking in front of him and would not turn back even when he called her. Later, the dream became clearer and clearer, her slender back, her gently shaking hair, her swinging arms... and her skirt, revealing her slender white arms, her thin waist, and her wide hem. I don't know what kind of fabric it was made of, but it was flowing and smooth.

She kept walking and walking, refusing to look back.

Later, one time, he was too tired from working in the countryside, and took a nap during the day, and suddenly he dreamed of her again. This time she turned around, looked at him, smiled at him, and said, "Third brother, goodbye."

Then she began to slowly disappear, and he woke up suddenly, and never dreamed of her again.

A few days ago, for some reason he suddenly dreamed of her again. This time she was sleeping on the hospital bed with strange tubes inserted all over her body, and it looked like she would never wake up.

He didn't understand why he had such a dream. He couldn't accept this dream and inexplicably felt a gloomy, sad and sorrowful feeling.

Fortunately it was just a dream.

He hid the photo that made him uncomfortable deep in the drawer and locked it. He rummaged through other drawers, found two wooden clips, took out a piece of cardboard, folded it to make a photo frame, and put a family photo and a photo of Lin Lan holding Xiaowang in the homemade frame.

Then, he stared at the photo in a daze and before he knew it, it was dark.

Lin Lan pushed the door open and came in, smiling, "Third brother, I heard that a mysterious person wrote to you, so I came to check and see if there is any village beauty there..."

Han Qingsong turned his head to look at her. The room was dark without lights on. She stood at the door. The electric light in the corridor illuminated her smile, which was bright and real. His dazed heart suddenly settled down. He turned on the table lamp and pointed to the photo frame he made, showing her the family photo.

"Photos? Where did you get them? How come I don't know about them?" Lin Lan came over. "Oh, they are really well taken. You can tell at a glance that they were taken by a professional photographer. Of course, our family members are still good-looking. Look at this police comrade, he is tall and straight, with handsome features and a good temperament. How come he is so good-looking?"

"And this little kid is like an angel. Whose family is this girl from? Why is she so pretty..."

Hearing her praising her family like a woman selling melons, Han Qingsong stared at her intently, unable to imagine under what circumstances she would have tubes inserted all over her body... He forced himself to stop those crazy thoughts, it was just a dream.

Lin Lan picked out a photo of Han Qingsong questioning the Italian. When he was working seriously, his eyes were focused and sharp, and his profile was particularly tall and straight, with smooth lines and clear outlines on his brow bone, nose bridge, and jaw. He had his unique majesty, which made her heart beat fast.

"Third brother, make a photo frame for me too, I'll put it here."

Han Qingsong took the cardboard and folded it.

"No, I have to put it at home, not in the office. It would be a big loss if someone steals it." Lin Lan said seriously.

Han Qingsong glanced at her, and the corners of his lips raised subconsciously.

Lin Lan: "I'd better go buy a plastic wallet, it will fit in there."

To be honest, she didn't want that plastic wallet at all. It was cheap and low-class. It was better to sew a small cloth pocket by herself. But the wallet had a shape and could hold photos. One side held the family photo and the other held the photo of the third brother alone.

Han Qingsong: "Buy one for me too."

Lin Lan: ...You don't even have any money on you, why do you need a wallet? "Okay."

Han Qingsong stood up and said, "I'll go home and make dumplings with you."

Lin Lan: "That's what I came to ask you. Let's go."

On the way, Lin Lan took his arm and whispered, "Third brother, did you catch any fish?"

"After you catch one, don't rush to collect the net. See if there are any more."

Lin Lan nodded: "Catch them as soon as possible."

It would be useless to just capture the minions, as they would come back to life. Only by capturing the leaders can we cut off their arms.

Han Qingsong looked down at her, "Um...what's the secret?"

Lin Lan: "What's the secret?"

"No matter how we asked him before, Pan Shinong refused to speak."

Lin Lan smiled and said, "What tricks are there? I think you are all too fierce and scare people into not being able to speak. You can recruit some female police officers to chat with people whenever you have time, so that they can let down their guard and be willing to confess."

A few big men stood there with ferocious looks, slammed the table, and said, "Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist." It was estimated that they insured the other party in an instant and zipped their mouths.

Han Qingsong listened quietly.

Lin Lan added: "I was thinking, if you say our own child has made a mistake, he will not admit it if you are harsh to him. If you are gentle with him, he will be happy to confess to you."

He nodded, took his arm away from hers, put his arm around her waist, and when they arrived at the door of the house, he did not go in, but took her for a stroll on another path.

Around five o'clock, when all the children came back, we all made dumplings together. Han Qingsong chopped the fillings, Lin Lan kneaded the dough, and when the fillings were ready and the dough had risen, they all started to work together. Da Wang and Er Wang, two boys, rolled the dough. They were strong and didn't feel tired. Lin Lan, Han Qingsong, and Mai Sui made dumplings together. Xiao Wang and San Wang were responsible for performing to entertain the public. When it was almost time, Xiao Wang lit the fire and San Wang mashed the garlic.

This time, three kinds of fillings were stuffed: leek and egg, pork and cabbage, and fungus and shrimp.

The steaming dumplings come out of the pot, and the family celebrates the Winter Solstice.

Xiao Wang: "If you don't eat dumplings during the winter solstice, your earlobes will freeze off, haha."

Mai Sui was eating pork and cabbage stuffing, and was shocked by the spicy garlic paste: "Little Third Brother, why do you mash the garlic? It's so spicy."

Erwang: "Purple garlic is very spicy, just add some sesame oil." He took the sesame oil and poured a few drops on Mai Sui, "Who else wants it?"

Da Wang didn't need sesame oil for his chili dip, but Xiao Wang's chili was so spicy that it kept sizzling. He held up his bowl and said, "Me, me, me!"

Lin Lan watched San Wang eat dumplings, first rolling them in mashed garlic, then taking a bite and stuffing them with more mashed garlic. They looked spicy. She reminded him, "Little San, eat less garlic, don't burn your stomach. The stomach is the foundation of a person. If the stomach is damaged, everything else will feel uncomfortable."

Sanwang is also spicy, "but it's not spicy and not fragrant."

Xiao Wang: "Xiao San brother, when you were mashing the garlic, did you tell them not to make it so spicy?"

Sanwang: "I said, I said I'm not afraid of spicy food, I'm not afraid of spicy food, hahahaha."

Everyone laughed and said it was all Sanwang's fault that the mashed garlic became even spicier.

Xiao Wang recalled the story of his third brother and said with a smile: "Suan Ni doesn't like soybean paste, but loves soy sauce. They are a perfect match."

Sanwang also said that for his eldest brother, chili pepper is the best for both of them.

Lin Lan turned her head to look at Han Qingsong. He didn't eat heavy food, as long as he was full. His lips were red from the spiciness and beads of sweat were oozing from the tip of his nose. She brought a bowl of dumpling soup, "Don't eat garlic, it's too spicy. The original flavor is still better."

Sanwang looked at the big bowl of garlic paste he had made and realized that he couldn't finish it at this speed. He suddenly had an idea and said to Xiaowang, "Gao Yu's family is the only one making dumplings, so they must not have eaten yet. Let's go and give the garlic paste to them."

Sanwang poured half a bowl and took Xiaowang to deliver the mashed garlic to Gao Ling and Gao Yu.

Lin Lan: "...You two, at least give me some dumplings."

"Mom, they have dumplings, but the mashed garlic isn't as delicious as mine."

Lin Lan still asked Mai Sui to quickly send a plate of shrimp dumplings instead of just sending a bowl of mashed garlic.

Erwang took it and said, "I'll go."

Erwang went out and called the two brothers, gave them the dumplings and said, "Send them over together."

The two brothers went there happily, and Jiang Chunxia was still wrapping. Gao Weidong was not at home, and even when he was at home he refused to do housework, so the two sons just sat back and took care of the business. Jiang Chunxia had no maid to help her, so she could only do all the work by herself.

Seeing Sanwang coming over, Jiang Chunxia felt a little embarrassed, "Oh, you guys are so quick. Gao Yu, bring some snacks to Sanwang and Xiaowang."

Gao Ling took the initiative to bring out the candies and snacks and let the two brothers put them in their pockets. He also asked Da Wang Mai Sui what he was doing.

Xiao Wang: "Eating dumplings."

Gao Yu saw that everyone else had started eating, "Mom, why are you so slow?"

Sanwang was unhappy, "Gao Yu, why don't you help? Our whole family is working on this, and you're not helping and complaining about it being slow. It's really annoying."

Gao Yu was a little embarrassed, "Then I can't do it."

"If you don't know how to do it, why don't you learn it? My elder brother has already learned it."

Xiaowang: "That's right. Come, my little brother Sanwang will teach you." He looked at Sanwang and smiled, and Sanwang knew how to mash garlic!

Sanwang was not afraid and helped Jiang Chunxia knead the dough enthusiastically, which touched Jiang Chunxia.

"No, no, you two go back and eat, we'll be there in a bit."

Sanwang didn’t want to roll the dough himself, and he didn’t know how to do it!!! He glanced at the Gao Ling brothers and waved to Gao Yu.

Gao Yu came over and asked, "What?"

Sanwang whispered: "If you don't love your mother when you raise a son, you might as well raise two big pigs."

Gao Yu: “…”

Sanwang said, "Aunt, you have to teach them how to cook. Otherwise, when you get married, she will be unhappy if you let her do everything. This is what my mother said. My mother said that we must teach our son how to cook so that it will be easier for him to find a wife in the future."

The Gao Ling brothers: "..." This guy...if you have the guts, find a wife!

Jiang Chunxia really believed what she heard. She thought that a child this young must be precocious to have a wife. She could probably get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

She said, "...You're right." How come these kids are so sensible? Then she looked at the two of them at home, they were just thrown away and no one would pick them up.

After hearing what Lin Lan said, Gao Ling quickly came over to learn how to make dumplings, and Gao Yu also came over to help.

Facts have proven that as long as young or old guys are not stupid and are willing to learn, they can learn things very quickly.

In a short while, Gao Ling could roll out the dough for his mother.

Jiang Chunxia was stunned, "Gao Ling, you know how to roll dough?"

Gao Ling: "Isn't this something you learned?"

Sanwang: "Auntie, let's go home."

Xiaowang, with a big candied date in his mouth, waved goodbye with a smile.

Jiang Chunxia: "Don't go, let's eat dumplings together later."

Sanwang thought to himself, I think the stuffing in your house is definitely not as delicious as that in mine, “No, no, let’s play together after we finish eating.” He took Xiaowang and ran away.

When they got home, everyone in the family had basically finished eating, except Da Wang, who was still eating because he had a big appetite.

The two younger brothers sat down and started to fight with the older brother for the dumplings, which tasted especially delicious when they were fighting over them.

After dinner, the family went out for a walk.

Han Qingsong was annoyed by their noise, so he took Lin Lan and went to another road. Da Wang took his brothers and sisters to play with other children and set off firecrackers together.

We go home to wash up at half past nine, and at ten o'clock the whole family goes to bed to rest.

It was really cold on the winter solstice. After walking outside for a while, Lin Lan felt her feet were about to become stiff. After returning home and washing, she quickly climbed onto the kang, spread out the quilt, and wrapped herself up comfortably. It was so comfortable to have a stove and a kang. The room was warm and she could lie down at any time without feeling cold.

Han Qingsong sealed the stove door, checked it, and then went into the house and locked it.

At this time Lin Lan thought of a joke. Everyone was discussing the differences between the north and the south. The heating in the north was so hot that people had to wear trousers, while people in the south rolled up their quilts so that not even a breeze could leak out.

The cruelest thing is, "It's so damn cold that my sex life is gone." Thinking of this, Lin Lan couldn't help laughing.

Han Qingsong took off his clothes and got on the kang, glancing at her. He was used to her giggling secretly when she thought of something without telling him.

accurate!

Lin Lan found his puzzled expression even more amusing. She guessed that Director Han would still have sex even after going to the damp and cold south, so she couldn't stop laughing.

Han Qingsong directly picked her up in his arms and said, "Come, let's be happy together."

Lin Lan: "...Hey, if you're happy, then you're happy. Why did you take off my clothes?"

"It makes me happier this way." His fingers were long and nimble, and he took off her clothes quickly and lightly.

Lin Lan was tickled by him and burst into laughter.

He locked her in his arms, took out a dice from under the pillow, and said, "Throw it."

Lin Lan: “……!!!” Director Han has learned to play tricks. Can he still be an upright person?