Liang Bosheng hung up the phone. Liang Xiaoxiao came into the house carrying a plate of watermelon and saw her father frowning and still looking at the phone:
"What's wrong, Dad?"
Liang Bosheng didn't answer, but glanced outside the door first:
"Well, are your grandparents asleep?"
Liang Xiaoxiao was quite puzzled when she heard that her grandparents were asleep.
Ever since Liang Haoyu's incident, her grandparents have been living in Shajiabang, worried about her and her father. But because of living here for so long, she discovered...
"Dad, aren't they going to bed too early? Sometimes they go to bed at seven or eight o'clock. I don't even dare to make noises when I take a shower. And then they get up at three in the morning, when I'm still asleep. That's not a big deal, but should we take them for a physical checkup? How can they have such a long rest?"
Liang Bosheng shook his head. "It's the same as it is with age. I sleep lightly and less. I rely on going to bed early to stay energetic."
Liang Xiaoxiao put down the plate and felt that his father seemed to be hesitant to speak, so he asked again:
"What's wrong? Did Bi Tielin call you?"
Liang Bosheng thought for a moment and then said casually:
"This Tielin, he's always giving gifts with just a small bag. He went to give a gift to your Uncle Xu. It was your Uncle Xu who called me. How could you bring up this matter? You're too polite."
Liang Xiaoxiao didn't understand. She had just heard Bi Tielin tell her the day before yesterday that she couldn't ask others for favors and let her father rely on them. She had to deal with everything one by one and reveal everything at once. Favors depended on frequent interactions. She would not go around her father in the future to avoid all the trouble and her father would be caught in the middle and unable to speak.
"Isn't this good?"
Liang Bosheng frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then replied:
"Your Uncle Xu is my classmate. He used to be inferior to me, but even now, we are on equal footing.
Whenever Tielin goes to give me a gift, I always feel like I am inferior to him.
Actually, there's no need. It's just a matter of convenience. If your Uncle Xu needs anything from me in Kyoto, I can do it anyway. There's no need for gifts."
Liang Xiaoxiao understood that her father was disgusted with Bi Tielin for bringing shame upon him.
My father still has a bit of the aloofness of an intellectual.
"Then let me tell you about him. He's a businessman, Dad. Sometimes, he's a bit of a cash-and-carry guy. He's definitely more of a money-lover than you think. Don't be mad at him."
Liang Bosheng saw that his daughter began to favor outsiders, and said with both anger and amusement:
"You."
Then he sighed again:
"Forget it. He was already there, trembling with fear as he conquered the world. Let's not talk about these things. He's a meticulous person, so we need to think about it more.
Besides, in today's society, well, times have changed. Perhaps people like him can keep up with the times, and I might be too conservative.
I didn't realize that your Uncle Xu was being polite to me. You look really happy. Or you are telling the truth. There is really no need.
In short, if you want to give him some advice, don't talk about this, just tell him that people are greedy, don't let it breed greed, and you have to know the limit in everything you do, because too much is as bad as too little."
"Dad, hey, thank you."
Liang Bosheng doesn't like to hear this, so does he need his daughter to thank him?
He was feeling quite emotionally complicated, increasingly losing control of his worries for Bi Tielin. He tried to reason with himself: "There's nothing I can do. I love my wife and my dog. That kid is his junior. I should treat him like a child too."
Liang Bosheng turned around and was about to leave when the phone rang again. He thought it was someone looking for him, so he stopped.
Then she saw her daughter shouting nervously:
"Dacheng? Is your sister okay? If she's sick, she needs to go to the hospital! Don't just take medicine! Yeah, I'll pack her things. I can even ask for leave for her, so you don't have to come. Oh, right, don't hang up yet. Tell her I'll go see her tomorrow, okay?"
After hanging up the phone, Liang Xiaoxiao didn't even notice her father. She stood at the table and started biting her nails.
Liang Bosheng frowned as he watched his daughter nibble each fingernail. Isn't it dirty?
"Pah." Liang Xiaoxiao spat out the fingernails in her mouth, hurriedly picked up the phone, put it down again and went to get the notebook to look for the number. When she turned around, she saw her father, who chased Liang Bosheng and said:
"Dad, you should go to bed too."
"Why are you calling me and chasing me away? How old are you? Why do you have so many secrets?"
"Oh, why can't I have a secret? Go to sleep." Liang Xiaoxiao stamped her feet:
"It's a secret!"
Seeing his cute daughter being more and more capricious towards him recently, Liang Baisheng felt mixed emotions. He was happy that his daughter was the same as when she was little again, but he was worried that she was in her twenties but had not grown up at all.
"I know, I know. Go to bed as well. I'm warning you, if there's anything you can't resolve, you have to tell me first."
Liang Xiaoxiao was almost immune to this warning and waved her hand in disgust.
At half past nine in the evening, Liang Xiaoxiao thought about it and thought, what do you mean ten days later? Bi Yue is already sick, so how long will it take to discover the disease?
It's better to catch it by chance than to wait for a day. Besides, it's okay to make sure Chu Yifeng has come back first. What if a blind cat meets a dead mouse and can catch him?
She made a phone call to the special forces brigade.
When Liang Xiaoxiao dialed the number, she was also a little unsure.
That's the military, that's the special forces. If they only know a person's name, what will she say if they interrogate her? But the fat boy's hand didn't stop dialing:
"Hello, I want to look for Chu Yifeng."
The cigarette butt between Lei Ming's fingers had burned a long ash, and his hands were full of plans.
He was working the night shift to write materials, and when he heard the other party open his mouth to look for Chu Yifeng, he was stunned by what he said.
Lei Ming held the microphone away and glanced at the receiver, as if in disbelief.
The ash on his hand fell, and he quickly blew the ash onto the paper, for fear that the writing would be wasted.
After he finished, Lei Ming heard the noise coming from the other side, and he immediately blew his beard and glared, and shouted in a hoarse voice as if he was scolding someone:
"You're looking for Chu Yifeng, why are you hitting me?!"
Liang Xiaoxiao, who was far away in Kyoto, was so frightened that her eyelashes trembled and she whispered:
"Then where should I fight?"
"Hey! Hey, young comrade, which unit are you from? Didn't you find out where I am?"
Lei Ming felt that this person was mentally ill. How could he not speak clearly?
You're looking for the squadron leader, or are you calling the captain's office? It's common sense to telegraph when it's urgent and write a letter when it's not.
Liang Xiaoxiao was scolded and looked depressed:
"Then, then who are you? No, no. I beg you, if Chu Yifeng is here, no, as soon as he shows up, can you please ask him to call me back immediately? It's urgent. My name is Bi Yue."
…
At ten forty in the evening, the propeller circled under the reflection of the bright moon on the sea.
Lei Ming stood with his feet shoulder-width apart and his hands behind his back. The strong wind blew his military uniform. Behind him stood a dozen military doctors ready to go.
Saving half the time and completing the task ahead of schedule is the purpose of the special forces brigade.
Their names were never recorded in the history of drug control, but he wanted to personally welcome these unsung heroes back in triumph. (To be continued.)
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