There were dishes and chopsticks for a few days on the table, and one of the soup bowls was still warm, Han Fei smiled, he had the impression that Qingxue was not such a girl who didn't know how to do housework.

It doesn't matter if the clothes on the bed are messy, but the kitchen, dining room and kitchen have always been cleaned and cleaned, and this girl deliberately put such a pile of dirty dishes so uncleaned up, it shouldn't be the reason for pure laziness.

At least as soon as he entered the door, he knew if someone had cleaned up in the house, Han Fei packed up all the dishes and chopsticks into the sink and washed them, looking at the empty room, he suddenly felt a little strange in his heart, there was no woman in this room, it didn't look like a home......

After cleaning up outside the house, Han Fei deliberately went back to the room to take a look, there were still eight hundred of the two thousand yuan under the pillow, Han Fei didn't say anything, he left some emergency money for himself, and the rest of the banknotes were all placed under the pillow, if he was not at home in the future, it would be more convenient for Qingxue to use money.

Anyway, the security department will pay her salary in a few days, and she should be able to buy a better notebook for this girl by then.

That girl's notebook has a small screen and a large body, and it has been a product that was eliminated many years ago, and among the boys and girls of this year, which one doesn't like to compare? Qingxue didn't say anything in her mouth, she should have wanted to change a notebook in her heart.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be.,As soon as I saw the newly bought 6plus,Don't even change the phone cards in the two mobile phones.。

After the affairs at home were dealt with, Han Fei walked to the intersection and beckoned, and the yellow-haired boy came over like a full-time driver and asked, "Big brother, where are you going this time?"

"Let's go to Huarui Community. Han Fei said.

"Okay. The yellow-haired boy spoke, and just as he was about to pull the accelerator, Han Fei suddenly changed his mind again.

"I'll do it, sit behind you. Han Fei said.

The yellow-haired boy was a little surprised, and then he had some faint expectations in his heart, as he learned more about Han Fei, the more Huang Mao felt that Han Fei became more and more mysterious, and even had a blind worship of Han Fei.

Since Han Fei was going to drive, he sat in the back, looking forward to seeing Han Fei's amazing driving skills.

Han Fei's speed was not fast, and he drove very steadily, but the yellow-haired boy was as exciting as a roller coaster, and he screamed from time to time.

There was no other reason, since he ran three or two red lights, a police motorcycle followed like this, but Han Fei always hung him behind him so unhurriedly.

Again and again, the thrilling sudden turn and lane change, the two large trucks were inserted between the cracks, although the speed was not fast, but the police motorcycle was stunned for a long time and could not catch up.

Every time he saw that the other party had already leaned over, Han Fei always changed lanes coldly, and the latter stopped with a sudden brake, and just like that, Han Fei played the other party back and forth more than ten times.

"You stop me! Driving a motorcycle without a helmet and running a red light, you are joking with your own life and other people's lives!" Zhao Xiaoge's angry voice came from behind.

Han Fei turned a deaf ear, and even slowed down the speed of the car even more slowly, Zhao Xiaoge was instantly angry, and directly stepped on the accelerator to the end and rushed up, but just when he was about to catch up, Han Fei suddenly changed lanes and brushed in front of a car.

Brother Zhao went crazy, the same trick has been used more than ten times, do you really think I am a fool!

Brother Zhao didn't think about it, he directly changed lanes like Han Fei and rushed over, and then with a "clang", the police motorcycle crashed directly into the guardrail on the side of the road, and Brother Zhao was instantly stunned......

"Cool! Big brother, your driving skills are really amazing! How did you drive up the narrow small steps over there!"

If the situation was to change him just now, he could only scream and crash into the guardrail, but Han Fei was stunned and flicked his tail in such a small space, and the speed was so fast that even the yellow-haired boy didn't figure out what was going on, and the motorcycle drove steadily on the curb in front of the guardrail.

No, they had just bypassed the two cars parked on the side of the road and returned to the avenue, and then there was a "bang", and the traffic police comrade behind them collided!

In the case of a sudden turn, the speed of the car is not much faster, and there is still a little reaction time, even if it hits it, it is not a big deal, but a disgrace is indispensable.

Han Fei smiled slightly, and this time he pulled the accelerator all the way to the end and drove towards the Huarui community.

Along the way, the yellow-haired boy admired Han Fei's amazing driving skills.

If you want to say that the yellow-haired boy himself, he used to play with the whirring sound of the motorcycle, it was like playing with some chest broken boulders, looking at things that bluffed people but didn't have much technical content, and Han Fei looked silent, just so lightly crushed a diamond into powder between two fingers, this is a master of low-key connotation!

"Big brother, who is the traffic police?" On the way, the yellow-haired guy couldn't help but ask.

"A grandson. Han Fei said expressionlessly.

When the yellow-haired guy heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching twice, and after thinking about it, it was better not to ask any more.

After a while, Han Fei appeared at the door of the security room, and when he saw that there were unfamiliar faces inside, Han Fei immediately smiled.

"Okay, you fat man, I've only been gone for a few days, and you're going to give me a moth again!" Han Fei didn't say a word, and walked directly towards the kitchen not far away.

In the backyard of the kitchen, Li Bo was tinkering with a bunch of things that looked like chips, these looked like old things, and I don't know where Li Bo got these things.

If you want to talk about abacus, there may be a few young people who can know it now, but it is a little older than abacus, I am afraid that Zheng Hua and a few of them may not know.

"Coming out?" said Li Bo as he glanced up at Han Fei, silently smoothing out the things drawn on the sand.

Han Fei didn't care, and said jokingly: "Uncle Li, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are more energetic than some time ago, go to the park to find another aunt tomorrow, it can be regarded as an old companion, and you can make a pair of square dancers." ”

"you, don't make fun of me, an old man. Let's borrow a kitchen knife, take it yourself in the kitchen, and don't forget to return it if you don't look back. Li Bo said with a smile.

At this time, it was Han Fei's turn to be surprised: "Uncle Li, you are really accurate, in fact, we have always felt that if you set up a stall on the overpass, you will definitely make much more money than now." ”

Li Bo scolded with a smile, Han Fei didn't care, went to the kitchen and picked up a kitchen knife and pinned it on his waist, and when he passed by the door of the room where Li Bo lived, Han Fei accidentally saw three large jars placed under a cutting board, which looked a little strange.

At this moment, Han Fei inadvertently turned around and found that Li Bo had appeared behind him at some point.

Han Fei was slightly shocked in his heart, when did he not even notice that others had walked behind him? But Li Bo in front of him was clearly an ordinary old man in the back kitchen!

Han Fei shook his head, it seemed that his heart was still a little troubled during this time, and he had become a little suspicious.

"Uncle Li, what are the three big jars under your board, this shape of the jar seems to be quite rare, it shouldn't be an old object left over from the Ming and Qing dynasties, right?" Han Fei asked casually.

Li Bo was slightly stunned, and then he spoke: "Hey, what kind of old thing, if this is really something left over from the Ming and Qing dynasties, why should I be a kitchen man here?"

Han Fei smiled and didn't say anything, his eyes glanced at the jar curiously, not that Han Fei's curiosity was too heavy, but that the shape of the jar was really a bit strange.

The usual jar is directly a mouth and a lid, but Li Bo's jar actually has something like a gripper on both sides, and the jar is also engraved with some strange patterns, which looks like something old, so Han Fei directly asked at first if this is an old object left over from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

If that's the case, a casual jar here would be worth a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

"Hey, you kid, if it's really something good, it's your turn to study it, I'll take it out and find an antique market to sell it. These three are the jars of pickled vegetables in my hometown, one is cucumbers, one is bean sprouts, and the other is pickled garlic. Li Bo said enthusiastically, and then walked into the house. [.]