"Where do you live now?"

"I rented a house on Xicheng Street, which is in the neighborhood of Ah Ping's house. ”

Sitting at the dinner table, Lin Miao's grandmother immediately interrogated Jiang Yanglai. Jiang Yang held the chopsticks, looking at the table full of good meat, and a little worried. Being treated like a prisoner by his own mother is one thing, and there is a more important reason, which is that he inexplicably feels that his stomach is swollen, let alone eating, and he doesn't even want to drink alcohol. Jiang Yang recalled back and forth that in addition to eating a bowl of glutinous rice and drinking a bowl of soy milk in the morning, after Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao went out, he didn't even eat lunch, so he kept fighting in front of the computer. It stands to reason that I should be hungry and screaming at this time. is young, but he doesn't think about tea and dinner, is it because he mentioned Weiwei just now?

Jiang Yang was cranky, and he didn't remember that he had killed a pack of Lin Miao's compressed biscuits before going out.

Lin Miao's grandmother saw that Jiang Yang was silent, and she thought that he was annoyed, so she thought even more: "Renting a house outside, it will cost one or two hundred yuan a month, I think you just come back to live with me, it's not that you can't live at home, I can still cook for you at noon and night, it's better than you eating at Ah Ping's house all day long." Ask your brother-in-law in a few days, can I help you find a job first, and you can take the initiative yourself, you have to say what you have to say, don't really act like others owe you. Your brother-in-law is not your father, so he can't take care of you like he took care of Miao Miao, Ah Ping, don't you say?"

"Okay, okay, is there an end?" Jiang Yang's mind was full of Zhang Youwei, and his daydream was shattered by Lin Miao's grandmother, and finally he couldn't help but put the chopsticks down, and said angrily, "What kind of work do you introduce? I will open a store myself in a few days!"

"What kind of store to open?" Lin Miao's grandmother was stunned.

Jiang Yang said: "Get a real estate agency, and the capital Aping and brother-in-law will come out." ”

Lin Miao's grandmother looked at Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping put down the wine glass, nodded and said, "Let's get something for Ah Yang first, earn half of the points, and count us if we lose." If the business can't go on, let Ah Rong say hello to the street. ”

Lin Miao's grandmother nodded, a little relieved.

Her three children, the eldest Jiang Juan has been ruined, the second child has a good life, married a good husband, and now there is a little son who worries her the most, she doesn't ask for anything else, she just wants Jiang Yang to support herself, and she can find a wife in the future, so that she can pass on the lineage......

After dinner until 7 o'clock, Lin Miao and the others sat at her grandmother's house for a while, and then left bored.

On the way home, Jiang Yang was a little sullen and separated from Lin Miao and their mothers and sons, saying that he wanted to be alone. Obviously, he was scolded by his mother today, and there was a certain degree of "self-doubt and suspicion of social stress syndrome among twenty-year-olds".

Lin Miao fully understood Jiang Yang's reaction. Not to mention Jiang Yang, a young man in his early twenties, in his previous life, there were a lot of dicks in the city who were over thirty years old and still couldn't get married, and they were much more confused than Jiang Yang.

"Tomorrow is Sunday. Lin Miao sat on the tricycle, took out the pager, looked at the number just sent from it, and said very seriously, "I can call Lily for half an hour tomorrow." ”

Jiang Ping poked Lin Miao's head and said dissatisfiedly: "Lily, Lily, Lily, Lili,

Lin Miao sighed, looked up at the starry sky, and sang affectionately, "Love comes too fast like a tornado, you can't leave the storm circle, you can't hide from ......"

Jiang Ping rolled her eyes when she heard this: "You think so much about Lily, what did Lily do for you?"

"Wow, don't even say it. As soon as Lin Miao's singing voice ended, she said, "Lily has recently beaten all over their class for me, known as Chen Zhen, a little girl attached to Wudaokou, and asked me to buy her a pair of nunchucks yesterday." If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have suddenly remembered that love comes too quickly like a tornado, and you can't do without the storm circle and have no time to hide. To tell the truth, in fact, I really want to buy it for her, but the iron one is too heavy for fear that she can't hold it, the wooden one is too light for fear that she won't hurt herself if she uses it well, and the plastic one has no combat effectiveness, and she is not strong enough when she takes it out to beat people, alas, it's too difficult, love is so easy to make people feel annoyed. ”

The three-wheeled driver laughed.

Jiang Ping pulled down her face and muttered to herself: "When you grow up, I don't want such a troublesome daughter-in-law...... No matter how beautiful you are, can you still be as beautiful as Xiaoxiao?"

Lin Miao turned her head to look at Xiaoxiao, and said in her heart: "No matter how beautiful Xiaoxiao is, what will be the convincing power of a pair of A in the future? Besides, what about the state and the law......

……

When Lin Miao and Jiang Ping began to discuss major life events after more than ten years, in the "Qujiang Nandu Daily" building in Hangzhou, hundreds of kilometers away, Yuan Jiajie was reporting the situation of the "prodigy turmoil" to the leaders of the newspaper.

The back and forth of "Qujiang Nandu Daily" and "Dongou Daily" has made the sales of "Qujiang Nandu Daily" rise sharply to a new level these days.

The leader waited until after work to call Yuan Jiajie, who had just returned to Hangzhou from Dongou City, to the office, first praised a few words, and then asked her about the investigation of Lin Guorong's packaging of his son as a prodigy - the leaders of "Qujiang Nandu Daily" are not afraid that Yuan Jiajie's evidence will be falsified and provoke Lin Guorong's revenge, in the eyes of the newspaper leaders, even if Lin Guorong is popular now, there will always be a day when he is angry, and even if he is more popular than Lin Guorong, People who are more powerful, their newspaper has not been offended, anyway, in one sentence, in the Jiangnan area, only their "Qujiang Nandu Daily" offends others, and those who are shot basically can't do anything except think they are unlucky. After all, who can compare with running a newspaper than guiding public opinion?

Not to mention, the current daily circulation of "Qujiang Nandu Daily" ranks among the top five in the country.

Yuan Jiajie got the benefit, and she didn't mean to give half to the plastic sisters at all, she hid Song Jiaqian from beginning to end and didn't mention it, only saying that she found clues from the beginning, and then went all the way to find out the flaws of Lin Guorong's fraud.

"Director Shang, in fact, we have enough face for Dongou City, and we didn't say that Lin Guorong was fake, only that his son's prodigy identity was fake. "Dongou Daily" is also interesting, it doesn't give any evidence, and just says that our investigation is fake. How could it be fake? I asked all the people involved in person, one by one. Yuan Jiajie swore an oath.

Director Shang asked, "But I heard that you asked a lot of questions, but you didn't ask Lin Guorong and his son himself." ”

"That's not an interview!" Yuan Jiajie opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Lin Guorong travels all day long, no one can see him, his son is only seven years old, and what a seven-year-old child says—isn't that a question in vain? And the material I handed over to you, there is an essay in it, which was published in the "Dongou Daily", when I wrote the report, I saved face for Lin Guorong, and I didn't write the entire original manuscript, you read the essay, the title is called "The Door", you said that a six-year-old child can write it? I'm going to Hangzhou High School now to ask a liberal arts student to come out, and I don't necessarily be able to write so well. ”

"The students of Hangzhou High School are not only at this level. Director Shang smiled and said, "Don't be so excited, I called you over, and I didn't want to interrogate you, but to check the information first, we have this news, I think there is still something to dig up." Today, our editorial department received an anonymous letter from Dongou City, the content of which will be kept secret from you for the time being. But as long as you can assure me that Lin Guorong does have a problem, we can continue to do this news and make a bigger and more sensational national influence than your last report. ”

Yuan Jiajie was fooled by the leader's cake, and immediately poured out her heart and lungs.

She opened her bag, took out a tape, shook it in front of the leader's eyes, and said, "Director Shang, I have a more powerful evidence here, why don't you listen to it?"

"Oh, and?" the leader's eyes lit up.

Yuan Jiajie took the tape, walked to the table cabinet against the wall, opened the tape port of the tape recorder placed on the cabinet, put the tape inside, and pressed play. After a moment of silence on the tape recorder, a deep female voice came out, but it was the local dialect of Dongou City.

"Ah Rong's son, where did he read any books when he was a child, they were all nonsense. His family was so poor that he couldn't afford to eat, Ah Rong was digging dung at first, and then he went to the street to sit in the office, and he didn't study since graduating from junior high school, and he barely managed to take out the words in his stomach, and it was good to be able to take them out to eat, and what kind of books could he teach his son to read? I have lived with his family for so many years, and I have never seen him teach his son ...... anyway."

Yuan Jiajie pressed the tape recorder.

The leader couldn't understand the Dongou dialect, so he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Jiajie smiled and translated the above passage to the leader, and then asked, "Director Shang, do you know who said this recording?"

"Who?"

The corners of Yuan Jiajie's mouth raised: "Lin Guorong's mother." ”

"And this kind of thing?" the leader couldn't help but be happy.

I've never seen a pit son so sparing no effort in my life......

"Okay, that's good, you can make two more copies of this recording. The leader stood up a little excitedly, feeling like he had caught something amazing, he walked out of the desk, paced back and forth for two steps, and suddenly said, "In this way, come and don't be rude, "Dongou Daily" sent us an open letter, and we can't help but respond." Otherwise, people can't say that we are thieves.

Since they don't admit it, let's investigate it ourselves and show him. You work overtime tonight, immediately write an open letter asking for further digging into the news facts, and ask Dongou Daily to assist in the investigation. It's 8 o'clock in the evening, and this open letter, you should hurry up and write it, and it will appear in the newspaper tomorrow morning, and I will call the editor-in-chief now. ”

"Okay, twenty minutes is enough!" Yuan Jiajie replied excitedly and hurriedly walked out of the leader's office.

The leader rubbed his hands and picked up the phone.