Xiaofang sat beside Qin Huairu obediently like a little wife, and shyly ate the egg under Qin Huairu's gaze.
"Good boy."
Qin Huairu touched Xiaofang's head with a kind aunt's smile on her face.
"Sister-in-law, you are not planning to make Xiaofang your daughter-in-law, are you?" Jia Dongsheng watched from the side and joked with a smile.
"Why, no?"
Qin Huairu tilted her neck and rolled her eyes at Jia Dongsheng: "I just like Xiaofang. If Banggeng grows up and can marry Xiaofang, I will wake up laughing in my dreams."
It is said that people in later generations have experienced the baptism of the Internet, and children know a lot more things.
But looking at Xiaofang's rosy little face, Jia Dongsheng shook his head. It would be strange if this girl didn't understand what it meant to be Banggeng's wife.
But this little girl looked shy and had no intention of refutation at all, which was really interesting.
"Okay, okay, since you want Xiaofang to be your daughter-in-law, you have to be nice to her, or she won't be kidnapped by someone else."
"It's a must."
As she spoke, Qin Huairu lowered her head and looked at Xiaofang: "Xiaofang, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, just come to me and I will take care of it for you."
Xiaofang's head almost dropped to her belly when she heard this, and she didn't say a word. Qin Huairu liked her even more when she saw her little look.
"Grandma, Mom, Uncle, Aunt, I'm going to school."
After finishing his meal and getting dressed, Banggeng greeted each of his family members one by one. This was also taught by Jia Dongsheng. This kid has a bit of lawless genes, so he has to be taught rules.
The more rules you learn, the more you will be able to control yourself subconsciously.
No matter what I do, I will think about the rules I have learned.
"Well, let's go to school." Jia Dongsheng nodded.
"Xiaofang, let's go to school."
"Okay."
Xiaofang stood up from the sofa, then greeted Jia Dongsheng and others, then walked to Banggeng, and went out to school hand in hand with Banggeng.
Looking at the backs of the two little ones, especially Xiaofang's two big braids, for some reason, a song from his previous life suddenly rang in Jia Dongsheng's mind.
"There is a girl in the village named Xiaofang. She is pretty, with big, beautiful eyes and long, thick braids..."
At around ten o'clock, Jia Dongsheng patted Qin Jingru, who was lying on his chest and catching up on her sleep, and said softly, "Jingru, I'm going to the factory."
"Yes, Brother Dongsheng."
Qin Jingru replied in a daze, then turned sideways and continued to sleep.
Jia Dongsheng got up, stretched, put on his clothes, went out, got on his bicycle and headed towards the factory.
As soon as I arrived at the steel rolling mill, I saw a man from a distance, pacing at the gate as if he was on fire.
When I got closer, I saw that it was Wang Yong.
"Old Wang, what are you doing?" Jia Dongsheng stopped his bicycle and asked with a smile.
"Old Jia, something happened."
When Wang Yong saw Jia Dongsheng coming, he immediately walked over with a serious look on his face.
"Something happened?"
Jia Dongsheng was puzzled: "What happened?"
"Someone's dead."
When these words came out, Jia Dongsheng was shocked. Dead person?
This news is really shocking.
"What's going on? Tell me quickly."
"Come to my office and talk."
Wang Yong looked at the person standing guard at the gate and gestured to go to the office.
Jia Dongsheng nodded and followed Wang Yong.
Soon, the two entered the office, and Jia Dongsheng immediately asked, "What happened? Who died?"
"I'm a brother."
Wang Yong said in a deep voice: "Didn't you ask me to investigate someone before?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Jia Dongsheng's heart skipped a beat and he understood instantly.
"The person who went to investigate is dead?" Jia Dongsheng asked with his eyes wide open.
"Yes, yesterday afternoon."
As soon as these words came out, Jia Dongsheng's heart skipped a beat. Could the person who died in the case that Bai Ling mentioned this morning be the same person?
After all this time, the person who died was one of our own?
What a fucked up thing.
Cursing inwardly, Jia Dongsheng quickly asked, "Didn't I just ask you to help investigate? How could someone die?"
"I'm not sure about the details."
Wang Yong said, "When you asked me to help you investigate, I asked someone to find out the basic situation first."
"That man's name is Yuan Teng. Coincidentally, he works as a doctor at our Workers' Hospital, Red Star Hospital."
"He's forty years old, but he's not married. He said his wife died of illness early in life, but the neighbors haven't seen him with any other woman, and there are no photos of him with any woman in his home."
"Yuan Teng, Fujiwara, huh, what a nice name." Jia Dongsheng sneered and continued to ask: "What does he do every day?"
"Nothing much, he's pretty much just going to get off work and coming home. I checked for a few days and didn't see him go anywhere."
Wang Yong also frowned. "He seems to love reading. I saw him go to the trust store and buy some old books. He also has a pile of books at home."
"this......"
Jia Dongsheng became a little confused. If that was all, why would the other party kill people?
"That's all?"
"That's all." Wang Yong nodded.
"It's just a small matter. Even if he's discovered during the investigation, he wouldn't be killed, right?"
Jia Dongsheng asked, then continued, "Since you've uncovered so much, did your brother continue investigating yesterday?"
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