Zhou Yuanyuan stood by the window and saw Wen Ziqing running quickly and came to a small building. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a room near the roadside of the small building, smoke was coming out of the window, Zhou Yuanyuan looked intently, and in the smoke, there was a slightly chubby figure running out of the door.

"What's going on?" Wen Ziqing ran to the side of the small building, grabbed the frightened little fat man, and asked.

"Brother Wen・・・・・・ Wen ・・・・・・ Brother Wen, the ・・・・・・ is blown up, and the package is blown up. The little fat man stammered.

has lived together in the compound for seven or eight years, and the little fat man knows that Wen Ziqing is the eldest grandson of Secretary Wen's family, and Wen Ziqing recognizes the little fat man as Wu Xiaobo, the eldest grandson of Mayor Wu's family, who is fourteen years old this year.

This Wu Xiaobo, in his previous life, was a well-known blasting expert in China. Is he so interested in dynamite now? It seems that all successful people have a heart that is persistently pursued. Wen Ziqing secretly sighed.

Since the school is not in class, Wen Ziqing has been tinkering with car models at home all day long, and Wu Xiaobo has been doing well, and the cat has been tinkering with mixed explosives at home all day long. In the past few years, there have been no less than three big movements in the Wu family, but none of them have been as powerful as today.

Wen Ziqing didn't talk much before, and he didn't play with the children in the compound. However, there are only a dozen small buildings in the compound, and there are only about a dozen families living in them, and the children of each family are still familiar with each other.

Wen Ziqing saw that Wu Xiaobo was holding a burnt yellow explosive head, and his face was black and yellow, which looked a little funny. However, at this time, Wu Xiaobo obviously didn't know anything about his appearance.

Although Wu Xiaobo was a little panicked, in Wen Ziqing's opinion, Wu Xiaobo's heart didn't seem to be too nervous. It is no wonder that a person who has used gunpowder as a toy since he was a child could be frightened by the sound of explosions? Wen Ziqing estimated that about half of Wu Xiaobo's fear was faked, and the purpose was to escape his father's stick. You must know that Wu Youcheng's education of children is not to reason with you, as long as the child gets into trouble, no matter what it is, it will be a violent beating. Many of the people in the compound went to Wu's house to pull Wu Youcheng to beat the child.

When Wen Ziqing heard the little fat man say that the explosion was not his own explosives, but the package, his face changed: "What is the package? Where did the package come from?"

In Wen Ziqing's previous life, there was a period of time when "bomb packages" were often infested, and some criminals deliberately sent packages with bombs to the parties in order to cause harm to the parties.

In this era, people's hearts are relatively simple, Wen Ziqing has never heard of the existence of such a thing as a "bomb package", who sent such a package to the Wu family? Or did the little fat man play it out himself?

"A package, it's so big, I picked it up by the trash can. Wu Xiaobo stretched out his hand and compared the size of the package, which was about twenty centimeters wide and boxy. Wu Xiaobo went out to throw out the garbage in the morning, and found it next to the trash can, and the package said "Give it to someone who is destined to receive it".

Fourteen-year-old Wu Xiaobo was curious, and when he saw that no one was passing by, he secretly picked up the package and took it home.

"Me, I read a book the other day about time bombs. Wu Xiaobo looked at Wen Ziqing, and didn't see disdain or accusation on Wen Ziqing's face, so he continued: "I heard a ticking sound inside, which was a bit similar to the time bomb mentioned in the book, so I carefully dismantled it, but I didn't expect it to explode halfway through・・・・・・ ”

The little fat man swallowed his saliva after finishing speaking, obviously having palpitations.

"Well, don't pick things up next time, it's dangerous!" Wen Ziqing patted the little fat man on the shoulder and admonished.

"What's going on?" Wen Ziqing was talking to Wu Xiaobo, and several families in the compound came out to check the movement. The explosion of the Wu family just now was too loud, and everyone was at home on annual leave, so the sound alarmed many people.

"Xiaobo, you bear child, are you playing with something weird again? Ouch~ Looking at you like this, I'm almost angry. Sun Yuqin just came back from outside, and saw a bunch of people in front of her house, her grandson Wu Xiaobo looked embarrassed, where could he still hold back his anger?

Wu Xiaobo liked to play artillery battles when he was five or six years old, and often secretly collected the remaining gunpowder and sulfur from the let artillery battles to make new ones. For this matter, Wu Xiaobo was beaten by his parents a lot.

"Grandma, this time it's none of my business, I picked up an unopened package in the trash can outside, and brought it back with curiosity, I didn't expect it to ・・・・・・" Wu Xiaobo retorted Sun Yuqin's words. He hadn't played with gunpowder for more than a year, why did Grandma keep remembering that old imperial calendar?

"Okay, okay, Aunt Sun, it's okay if you're fine. Wen Yulong ran to the side and watched Wen Ziqing and Wu Xiaobo talking, without interjecting. Sometimes children will tell the truth to each other, but it is not necessarily the case that adults intervene. Seeing that Sun Yuqin was angry, Wen Yulong hurriedly persuaded him.

It's not a child to be naughty, it's good that people are fine, otherwise it's really bad for the New Year.

Sun Yuqin was afraid when she thought about it, so she stretched out her hand and hit Wu Xiaobo on the back with a "snap", and roared: "You kid, hurry back to the room and clean up, wait for your father to come back, and see if he will let you go!"

Wu Xiaobo had a bitter face and went back to his small building in a huff.

When the crowd saw that nothing had happened, they gradually dispersed.

Zhou Xi and Wen Yiran stood in front of the Wu family's small building, looked at each other and shook their heads. However, both of them had serious faces.

Wen Yiran was wondering who put the package next to the trash can? If this package was not picked up by Wu Xiaobo, but by another child who didn't know anything, the consequences would be obvious. Even if it's injured or dead, it's not surprising.

Zhou Xi was thinking about how likely this matter was to come to Wen Yiran? Whose interests did Wen Yiran's job transfer hinder? Will the person who put this package come to Wen Yiran?

On the windowsill, Zhou Yuanyuan saw Zhou Xi's familiar figure, and couldn't help squatting down.

The old man in Sanhe Town who was knocked out by Zhou Yuanyuan! Zhou Yuanyuan recognized it at a glance. Why did he come here? Come to get revenge on himself, or is there something wrong with Grandpa Wen?

Zhou Xi raised his head and glanced around, but found no abnormality, and couldn't help frowning. Just now, Zhou Xi obviously felt a beam of eyes coming towards him, but unfortunately it was fleeting, even if Zhou Xi wanted to chase it, he couldn't do it.

"Yuan Yuan, what's wrong?" Wen Ziqing returned to Wen's house, saw Zhou Yuanyuan panicked and looked weak, and hurriedly asked.