At half past eight in the morning, I went downstairs slowly, but I was nervous.

Walking to the corner of Building 1, looking through the gap in the dense green leaves, Uncle Liu seemed to be pushing a person in the communication room at the door of the duty room.

Two or three minutes later, I arrived at the gate of the community. There was no one in the duty room, so I walked out and looked through the autumn water and looked at the road on the left and right, feeling more and more nervous.

"Uncle Liu, I have relatives coming in a while, can you help me find a place to park?" Turning around, I was startled to see a black-haired and shrewd old man on duty about 60 years old and 168 tall, standing behind me.

"Hahaha, no problem!" Uncle Liu took the cigarette I handed him and said with a smile.

"Hey, uncle, you have mud on your face. I lit a cigarette for him and pointed with a smile.

"Maybe it's dust, I just moved the cabinet. The old man hurriedly turned around and went back to the duty room.

"Liu Wuye, why are you here?" was tapped on the shoulder.

"Hey, Yang Yan, my family lives here. It's too much of a coincidence today, who are you?" I looked back and saw that it was a beautiful policewoman in plain clothes, and I was overjoyed.

"Oh, we're on a mission. By the way, didn't you see a few people entering the community just now?" Yang Yan was a little shy, her eyes met me, and she quickly flashed away.

"Nobody's coming in! I've been there. Uncle Liu wiped his face and came out, he said with a smile.

"May I ask who you are?" Yang Yan regained her cold and scrutinizing gaze.

"Hehehe, he is the security guard of our community, Uncle Liu, a good person, Tong Su is not bullied, and women and children know it. "I'm a little funny, this Comrade Yang Yan, how do you think anyone is a suspect?

"Hello. Then I'll go, Liu Wuye, you come out for a while. Someone greeted Team Yang, and Yang Yan said solemnly to me.

"You live in this community, have you ever heard of civil air defense facilities or sewers or something?"

"Nope. "I don't think about it.

"Okay. Aren't you going to work today?" she asked curiously.

"Ah, I have relatives coming, and I'm waiting for them at the door. "I'm blushing a little.

"Yes, I have time to keep in touch!" she looked at me suspiciously, and got into the car, which was a Skoda without a police car logo.

"Goodbye!" I beckoned happily.

At about nine o'clock, Zhang Shan drove in the car.

Uncle Liu was very diligent, and the commander vacated a parking space.

"You seem to have a good character. Zhang Shan looked at Uncle Liu, who was sweating profusely, and said movingly.

"Hehe, average average, third in the community, the eldest is dead, and the second is hemiplegic. I said solemnly.

The highest level of actors who perform cross talk and sketches is: You don't laugh at him!

"Hehehe, you just like to tease me. It's a pleasure. Zhang Shan smiled and pinched me.

"Hehe, as long as you like it, I will always be humorous, and I laugh to death!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Shan said softly.

Walking into the room, Zhang Shan looked at the environment in the room with satisfaction, although the furniture was old, it was clean and tidy. I also bought a small coffee table, and the quilt in my bedroom was folded into a tofu block in the barracks (my bedroom door was open to let in sunlight and fresh air).

Last night I raided with my son. When I was in my hometown, it was all my three brothers.

After finishing the work, he stole his father's Jianzhuang wine to drink. The second child has the best amount of wine, once drank 3 bottles, the eldest (small) can also drink two catties, I am the worst, 1 and a half bottles.

"Hey, old woman, why has my wine been going down so fast in the past two days?" Daddy looked at the wine cabinet with a blank expression.

On the coffee table in the living room are 100ml glass cups and strainers, as well as a matching 500ml teapot and 4 120ml glass teacups. On the far left is a glassware for washing a teacup and a handful of tweezers.

The old Banzhang "Big Leaf Wild Ancient Tree Tea" tea cake has been opened, a pair of stainless steel tongs are placed next to it, and the glass gauge reflects a faint ray of sunlight obliquely shining on a winter morning.

There are also rock sugar oranges (hometown specialties sent by my mother), Korla fragrant pears, Mengxi apples, as well as melon seeds, peanuts and white rabbit toffee.

"Junjun", Zhang Shan really doesn't regard herself as an outsider, and her title is so affectionate: "This is my father, Mr. Zhang Weiyi." “

A middle-aged man wearing a Craig Blouson beige suede jacket, a plaid shirt, silver-gray trousers, and brown-red leather shoes, aged about 48 or 9 years old, and about 180 tall.

Looking at the cool motorcycle style from Sakuragi Country, I feel a little North American man.

If he wears jeans and a hat, I don't doubt he's a cowboy in the west of the nut country.

"Hello uncle, welcome to the Humble House. I'm Liu Dajun. I quickly stepped forward and greeted warmly.

"Humble House, it's well deserved!" the middle-aged man said, stretching out his hand and holding me for a moment. His hand was bigger than mine and clamped my left hand hard like a plier.

"Yes, uncle. I immediately injected my true qi, flipped my wrist, and buckled his tiger's mouth with a dragon-shaped palm, and then quickly used the technique of poking and collapsing. For a moment, he felt his palms tingle, painful, and hot, and suddenly let go.

"Awesome, Xiao Liu, what kind of martial arts are you?" It is estimated that he also practiced when he was young, so he asked.

"Xingyi Baguazhang, uncle, I have conceded. "I clasped my fists and saluted.

"Hahaha, I still boast of being a master in Xinyue, and today I only know that there is a sky outside the sky!"

The middle-aged man said excitedly.

"Lao Zhang, don't patronize the competition, I don't know the situation of Shanshan's friends yet. ”

Next to her, a woman with a low neckline and short hair in a slim-fitting purple mink coat spoke. It is very well maintained, looks like 35 or 6 years old, and the eyebrows and eyes are carved out of a mold like Zhang Shan, but it has a little more mature charm.

"Hello Auntie, my name is Liu Dajun, the accountant of the auto repair shop. I hurriedly turned around and said respectfully.

"Okay, huh, you're a, accountant?"

Auntie's smile froze a little.

"Mom, don't listen to his modesty. He is the financial director of our company, and the 4S store is a part-time job. Zhang Shan was afraid that her parents would have a bad impression of me, so she quickly corrected her: "Junjun, this is my mother, Lin Qijie is a beauty, is she more beautiful than me?"

After saying that, he winked at me.

"Ah, Aunt Lin is good! they are all beautiful, I thought it was Xiaoshan's sister. "I immediately gave a small slap.

I think I have a high emotional intelligence, I don't offend both sides, and I please both sides.

At night, Zhang Shan still complained, "Why don't you call it Qingqing?" and Xiaoshan (Tianfu dialect can't roll the tongue, the pronunciation is the same as "three"), I hate Xiaosan the most!"

The buddy explained again, saying: "When we met for the first time, I didn't dare to call you too affectionately, for fear that your parents would suspect that we were related to that step." ”

"Are you trying to say you're not there yet? ”

After saying that, he found that his face was even redder, this time blushing.

"How can Nong be a Kashenhua (you are too good at talking), you are old. Aunt Lin smiled.

"It's not old at all, uncle and aunt, please take a seat. ”

After I invited them to take a seat, I beckoned Shanshan to bring candy to her parents and eat melon seeds.

"Uncle, aunt, let's try Pu'er tea. ”

"Okay!" said the uncle arrogantly, and the aunt nodded reservedly.

Sitting in the small living room, I brewed the delegation with the old Banzhang Pu'er ancient tree tea that I am usually reluctant to drink (sent by the Yangtze River, and solemnly told me to taste it slowly, more than 20,000 catties).

I first cut off the tea cake with tongs, pounded it into a thin piece the size of a fingernail in a meter, and put 32 grams of raw tea in the strainer at a ratio of 8 grams per 100ml of water.

Then he put the filter in the teapot and got up to bring the Supor stainless steel kettle from the kitchen.

When the boiling boiling water poured into the teapot about 400ml, I stopped, sandwiched the fair cup and 4 glasses into the glassware with tweezers, then rinsed it with boiling water for a while, and then took it out and put it on the coffee table.

Look at your watch, take out the filter after 30 seconds, and pour the water from the tea into the glassware.

Then, put the filter on top of the teapot again, get up and go to the kitchen to get the boiling water from the other iron teapot, brew for 5 seconds and pour it into the teapot.

After measuring it with a fair cup, pour it into the flat round glass teacup with handle in front of everyone.

"Please uncle and aunt to have tea, Zhang Shan, you also please. "I made a gesture that I thought was handsome.