In the era, I was finally born after my mother read my mind.

After Rongbao learned the news, he didn't have much reaction.

In her life, Dong Guoan was a marginalized figure.

There are many noble people around Ye Fuman. Although Dong Guoan is not bad, he is not ranked high, so that she does not know this person very well.

I only hear his name occasionally.

Zhu Xiaoyou was so angry that his tooth ached. There was no mention in the book about Dong Guoan returning home.

He didn't even mention him much. He just said that the Dong family's son was in the army and rarely came home. He just often sent things back.

Why did you come back suddenly?

Will he cause trouble for her when he comes back?

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I became. I couldn't concentrate on my work, so I simply asked for leave and went out.

In a dilapidated house on the outskirts of Tong'an County, Zhu Xiaoyou opened the door and entered.

The bald man smoking looked up at her, then lowered his head and took a sip, then grabbed the wine next to him and took a sip.

He asked casually: "What are you doing here? Have you found someone?"

Zhu Xiaoyou frowned in disgust, not willing to enter the smelly room, so he just stood at the door and talked.

"Not yet, but I can find it. It won't take long."

The bald man snorted: "Then why did you come here? You didn't say you would bring me some food."

Zhu Xiaoyou pursed his lips: "Is the Zhou family coming out soon?"

The bald man's expression turned gloomy: "Then what happened?"

Zhu Xiaoyou: "You don't want Lan Qingshuang anymore?"

The bald man's gaze fell on Zhu Xiaoyou's chest, licking his lips and smiling evilly: "I think so, but I'm not picky about food."

Zhu Xiaoyou's heart beat fiercely and he took a step back defensively.

"Don't forget we still have cooperation."

The bald man sarcastically said, "If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhu Xiaoyou breathed a sigh of relief: "You helped me destroy Lan Qingshuang and Dong Muxiang of the People's Livelihood Brigade. I will help you find the person as soon as possible."

The bald man's eyes showed fierceness: "My surname is Zhu, do you think I am kind-hearted and easy to talk to?"

"You want to be a free hand here?"

"You used to call me to find someone before. After I've done the work, you tell me that he's gone."

"Are you going to do this now?"

Zhu Xiaoyou pursed his lips: "You haven't accomplished anything yet."

"I am not the one chasing the lost person."

The bald head immediately became angry, and he threw the wine bottle at Zhu Xiaoyou.

"You still have the fucking nerve to say, if it hadn't been for this, would I have become a lost dog now?"

The wine bottle rubbed Zhu Xiaoyou's forehead and fell to the ground. Zhu Xiaoyou's face turned pale with fright.

His attitude was much gentler: "I promise, not only will you find the person this time, but I will also help you get what he has."

The bald man suppressed his anger and looked at Zhu Xiaoyou with a half-smile.

"You told me that Lei Changsheng had good things in his hands, and that Lei Changsheng's identity was extraordinary. You were the one who told me."

"I asked you who he was and what he had in his hand, but you didn't say a word."

"You couldn't have made up all these words to trick me, right?"

Although the bald man was smiling, Zhu Xiaoyou felt cold for no reason.

"No, I didn't, I told the truth."

The bald man sneered and said nothing.

Zhu Xiaoyou was silent for a moment.

"Lei Changsheng has a special background. He is here to find important information that a scientist left here many years ago."

"This information is very important, and there are many people interested in it, so Lei Changsheng's identity cannot be exposed, otherwise his life will be in danger."

"The information cannot be easily released."

The bald man looked at Zhu Xiaoyou to judge whether her words were true or false.

"How do you know such an important thing?"

Zhu Xiaoyou lowered his eyes: "Don't worry about how I know, it can't be wrong anyway."

The bald head curled his lips: "I know everything. It seems that there is no use for you."

Zhu Xiaoyou calmed down and said, "I am the only one who knows where people are, where things are, how to get them, and how to judge authenticity."

Baldhead didn't know whether to believe it or not, but the cold air pressure on his body was gone.

He became careless again and said, "Okay, I will take care of things. Don't forget, my patience is limited." With Baldhead's assurance, I wish Xiaoyou felt at ease.

There was no trace of Lei Changsheng, and she couldn't help feeling panicked.

Bald heads are not a good thing to deal with, and if she is found to have been lying in vain, she will definitely not be spared easily.

At this time, Lei Changsheng had already recovered his health at Jin Tie's house, but he had no intention of leaving.

It's safe to eat and drink here. The only drawback is that you can't go out.

Unable to go out, he doesn't feel bored staying at home all day long.

When I have nothing to do, I chat with Jin Tie's blind old lady and live a good life.

Throwing the note in his hand into the stove pit, his cloudy eyes were a bit sharp.

"Old Lei, is the fire burning?"

Although Jin Tie's blind old lady cannot see, she is still very efficient in washing and cooking.

He is also very good at cooking. Lei Changsheng has been alone for these years, and he is particularly confused when eating.

So I really like the blind old woman’s craftsmanship.

He can't cook, so he helps light the fire every day.

"It's burning, don't worry."

There is still some old friendship between the frightened Mr. Lei and the blind old lady.

Easy to get along with.

They are probably all people who are used to being alone and can comfort each other.

In the field, Ye Zhoushan was sweating like rain.

Jin Tie quietly leaned over and said, "Brother Zhoushan, I saw that the man named Zhu went to the county seat and saw a bald head."

Ye Zhoushan paused slightly: "Did you hear them talking?"

Jin Tie shook his head: "It's too far away to hear clearly."

"But they don't look right, they must be trying to cause trouble."

Ye Zhoushan: "Keep an eye on me."

Jin Tie left in response.

Ye Zhoushan thought that only one of the Zhou family members, Zhou Erlang, had not come out yet. It should be this period of time.

Zhou Erlang is a petty person and will definitely not give up.

Baldhead wanted to take revenge on the Zhou family, but also wanted to cause trouble, so he had to take advantage of Zhou Lang.

Tuesday Lang...

"What are you thinking about?" Ji Xiaolian stepped forward and pushed the dazed Ye Zhoushan.

Ye Zhoushan turned around and looked at Ji Xiaolian's smiling expression, and clicked his tongue in disgust: "Are you feeling spring?"

Ji Xiaolian's face froze and he glared at Ye Zhoushan angrily: "Can you please restrain your mouth?"

Ye Zhoushan pursed his lips: "You've done everything, and you're still afraid of me telling you?"

Ji Xiaolian was depressed and didn't want to argue with Ye Zhoushan: "I want to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?"

Ye Zhoushan, a laborer, hit the ground with his hoe every now and then, missing his daughter.

When I went out in the morning, the little guy slept like a piglet without even kissing him.

"My fiancée is coming to visit me. I want to rent a room at your house. You can take good care of her for me."

Ye Zhoushan perked up for a moment and looked at Ji Xiaolian with interest: "Hey, the gold master is here. Do you want to live with us and take care of me personally after you're clean?"

Ji Xiaolian's bookish handsome face turned red, and he asked angrily: "Will you rent it or not? If not, I will find someone else."

Ye Zhoushan snorted: "Asking me for help is even worse than me."

"No rent, no rent."

"Is it okay to just live here and stay as long as you want?"

Ji Xiaolian gave Ye Zhoushan a slap: "Take care of the house. My fiancée has a neat temperament and likes to be clean and tidy."

Ye Zhoushan had a toothache.

Three days later, the train station.

Ye Zhoushan was ordered to pick him up when he was in danger, and brought his daughter, Fatty and Dong Muxiang.

The big sign says Rong Yongyue.

Little Fuman was in her father's arms, extremely excited, and her little hands and feet kept fluttering.

I don’t know why I’m excited about this little thing who is just making up the numbers.