The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 379

Li Yan's serious temper came up.He stood in front of his squatting and coughing companion with his arms folded, and continued to question:
"Didn't I advise you not to light too many wicks?"

"You still mistakenly think that I am petty and reluctant, but I am afraid of fire!"

"Now that it's on fire, the major general, miss, and Jianhua are all gone, are you satisfied?"

Lin Yitang was taunted and was stunned for a while.He noticed that there was a lot of anger in Li Yan's eyes, as if he was saying: So what if you are the young master?You have to be responsible for causing such a big disaster!
His heart was even more empty, as if he had really caused a catastrophe, he couldn't hold his head up.

Uncle's little guard is really amazing.More than a month ago, on the day of the wedding banquet, he arrogantly drove her out of the Lin residence before dawn.

That thing was really wrong.He just put up with the criticism in front of him, as it is to make up for his mistakes at the beginning.

After only being silent for a while, Li Yan urgently urged:

"Young master, let's forget about the fire. Let's find someone quickly, and we will really be separated if it's too late!"

Yitang stood up guiltily and followed him in a stumbling search.

The two walked through the streets and alleys, and the sky was already bright.

There were more people on the road, and some passers-by were still staring at Lin Yitang curiously: his face was handsome enough, and his gray cloak was mysterious enough.

He himself walked with his head down, immersed in guilt, and didn't care about others looking at him.

Li Yan noticed it and felt something was wrong, so he quietly reminded: "Master, quickly wipe your face with mud!"

Yitang immediately understood the meaning of the words, isn't it just pretending to be ugly?

A freak of cleanliness, he looked around. After the snow melted on the side of the road, there were a lot of slime, as much as he wanted.The fly in the ointment is that it is too dirty, and I can't stand the sour smell.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Li Yan took two steps at a time, walked up to a peddler selling soybean paste, took out some change and bought a bowl.

"Master, this one is cleaner than mud. I often use it for cooking in the inn. If you despise mud, you won't be disgusted with it!"

Yitang looked at the black sauce in the bowl, gritted his teeth, and said in his tone that he would die heroically in the next second, "Ah Yan, you can apply it, I can't do it so hard!"

"it is good!"

Li Yan responded bluntly, and seeing that he no longer resisted, he held the bowl solemnly and wiped his face from eyebrows to lips neatly.

He has practiced enough when cooking, and his movements of spreading the sauce are smooth and smooth, and he can make the best use of a bowl of soybean paste, without wasting a single drop.

Lin Yitang himself was also very surprised by his craftsmanship: "It's over so soon? Can I still see people with my face?"

He looked at the other person's face, suppressed a smile, and gave a thumbs up: "No problem, let's go on our way!"

With the sticky soybean paste on his face, Lin Yitang had goose bumps all over his body.What made him more unbearable than the painted face was the ridicule of passers-by.

"Hey, is that tall man disfigured?"

"It's not that disfigured, he may be mentally ill."

"Yes, it must be sick, wearing a cloak like a street mouse."

"Crazy to put something so dirty on your face."

"This lunatic is still neatly dressed, maybe he will still have a pretty face after washing."

With a surge of anger and blood rushing to his forehead, he pulled down his cloak vigorously, covering half of his face, and shouted at the onlookers:
"Whoever talks nonsense again, I will not be polite!"

Seeing that he was chasing after him to argue with those idlers, Li Yan broke out in a sweat, and pulled him forward forcefully to walk back:

"Master, please bear with me and don't be as knowledgeable as them."

When the three or five people saw his furious appearance, they didn't dare to offend him, and hurriedly withdrew while cursing.

Just when Li Yan was about to urge him to go on the road together, Yitang suddenly pointed to a dim sum shop and said, "Ah Yan, I'm really hungry. Do you want to wait until I have something to eat before leaving?"

Li Yan looked sideways, there were too many people queuing outside the shop, and the line was bent like a long snake.It may not be possible to buy it until noon.

So he directly took care of the business of selling biscuits on the side of the road, and brought back two biscuits.

"You are alone, and I am alone. After eating, we will walk properly."

Yitang took the biscuits blankly.It was the first time I saw this kind of hard and dry bread, and I didn't know where to bite it.

On the other hand, Li Yan was so hungry that he grabbed the pancake and took a big bite, "It's delicious!"

He followed the gourd to draw a ladle, and gnawed on it, choking on tears, and barely showed a smile.

While they were burying their heads in eating the pie, a group of police officers in black and armed with guns ran across the street in unison.

Sergeant Liu rode behind the team on a brown horse, and beside him was Qin Feng riding a shiny bicycle.The two had just come back from the scene of the fire.

Qin Feng's pedaling speed changed from fast to slow, and finally stopped. He no longer followed the team and wanted to move alone while pushing the bicycle.

Sergeant Liu was aware of his "passive sabotage", and was quite dissatisfied in his heart:

"Young Master Qin, if you don't have any patience in our line of work, it's better to change your line of work as soon as possible."

The young man who was being ridiculed sneered, and replied not to be outdone: "Senior Liu, I didn't stay up all night, and I didn't make a trip for nothing."

Sergeant Liu smiled disapprovingly: "Run for nothing? The show hasn't started yet. If you don't like watching the show, I'll send someone to escort you back right away. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to drink coffee and watch foreign movies?"

Qin Feng had no choice but to shut up in embarrassment.If he complains again, the old fox may really not take him to play.

However, the pent-up breath in my heart will not be able to go down for a while.

He desperately wanted to find Lin Mi, even under the eyes of the old fox, he wanted to stand in front of her and prevent those people from touching a single hair of her.

Last night, I was bored walking the dog in my yard, but I suddenly received a call from Sergeant Liu, asking him to rush to the police station as soon as possible and arrange operations in a unified manner.

The plainclothes dispatched before sent the news half a day ago, saying that someone provided clues to find out the whereabouts of the Lin family's father and daughter, but because the whistleblower opened his mouth and asked for too high a price, they simply shot them to save money and trouble.

Because of this unknown news, Qin Feng rushed over overnight with a large team, but saw a dilapidated courtyard surrounded by fire in a deep alley.

As Sergeant Liu said, it is not completely fruitless.

Although the fire spread quickly, there was a small room that was lucky enough not to be engulfed by the flames.

Qin Feng looked at the small room and suddenly felt inexplicably flustered.Without saying a word, he jumped over the rotten bricks and tiles that were crackling and the charred wooden boards, and rushed in directly.

Two policemen hurriedly stopped him one after the other:
"You don't want to go in! If you want to go in, let's go in!"

Another sharp pain came from his abdominal wound, forcing him to squat down and rest on the spot.

They risked being engulfed in the fire to grab some odds and ends: a girl's dressing mirror, foreign novels, hair ties, and so on.

With a gust of strong wind, the flames rushed over wildly, the people in the house retreated urgently, and the whole small house collapsed.

He shed silent tears in the firelight.For his belated step, but also for Lin Mi's suffering and suffering these days.

(End of this chapter)