"Don't knock, the steamed buns are almost gone!" Da Huang saw that there were only five or six left, and hurriedly spread the sound of Lamei.

Lamei looked at the incense, and it happened to be burned out, and said to the people: "The incense is burned out, the white-haired grandmother is gone, don't knock it!"

When the last person stood up, Lamei handed him the steamed buns, and then pulled the grate down, and there were no more steamed buns on the grate.

People witnessed the continuous production of steamed buns on the grate, and they were convinced that the white-haired grandmother was beside them. Although the incense burned out, the people who got the steamed buns still took the steamed buns and kowtowed to the heavens.

There are also a large number of people who get steamed buns, all of whom are neighbors, and everyone knows each other. It was the white-haired grandmother who gave alms on the spot, and they all distributed the steamed buns in their hands to those who didn't get them. There are those who give, there are those who want, there are those who say thank you, and there is a commotion outside the gate!

The voice came into the accounting room, and all eight people who were eating heard it. Captain Wang Guilan hurriedly came out to check.

"It was Lamei who asked for steamed buns for the white-haired grandmother and distributed them to the people outside the gate. The people in the village, who don't understand the rules, shouted loudly at me. Wang Guilan returned to the house and said to the others.

"Ask the white-haired grandmother for steamed buns?" the public security chief asked in surprise, "Is this now?"

Wang Guilan: "Yes, I piled up a pile of soil outside the gate, burned three incense sticks, and asked for a share on the spot." It is said that whoever kowtows will give it to whomever he wants. It wasn't until the incense burned out that the steamed buns were gone. ”

Food Chief: "Is this really the case?"

Wang Guilan: "People outside are eating steamed buns!"

The director of the public security bureau put down his chopsticks and stood up: "It's really weird, let's go, let's go to her room and have a look!"

The group came to the small east ear house. Lamei was not there, the door was open, and there was only a single bed with a door panel, a table, and some miscellaneous items. Not even a grate.

Village Party Secretary: "What about her?"

Wang Guilan: "I saw her outside just now!"

"Call her to the north room. The branch secretary said, leading the people back to the accounting room and continuing to eat.

Lamei was called - a super pickled little girl with red strips of cloth tied in pigtails and a face full of gray talk - a real little silly girl.

The two directors responded at a glance: With this virtue, can you still ask for steamed buns for the divine family?

"Did you just ask for steamed buns for people outside?" the public security chief couldn't help but ask curiously.

Lamei nodded, and at the same time looked up and smiled "hehe", the gray road on her face was distorted, and she looked so funny and funny.

The director of the public security bureau immediately frowned: "Who do you want it?"

Lamei pouted and muttered, "I said no, they have to kowtow, let me ask the white-haired grandmother." ”

Seeing that the answer was missing, the director of the public security bureau patiently asked again: "Why do you remember to ask for steamed buns now?"

Lamei smiled again: "They are all waiting outside to ask for food, and I will ask for it when I go out." When he saw that they were hungry, he asked them for some. ”

"Can you come again?" said the director of the industrial and commercial office, swallowing his saliva. He heard from the four people in the center who had eaten her steamed buns that her steamed buns were soothing, white, and delicious.

The director of the public security bureau saw that he was far away, and quickly changed the topic: "Is it you the little girl who sells steamed buns in the county town?"

Lamei nodded.

Public Security Bureau: "Where did you get that steamed bun?"

Lamei grinned again, and said, "So many, a big dustpan, all given by the white-haired grandmother." ”

Public Security Bureau: "Where did the white-haired grandmother give it to you?"

Lamei: "In the village. I pushed it to the set. ”

Public Security Bureau: "You pushed a big dustpan of steamed buns, you can push it." ”

Lamei: "If the white-haired grandmother follows me." You won't be able to catch me!"

It's a bit of a donkey's lips and a horse's mouth—it's not the answer.

The director of the industrial and commercial department remembered the doubts in his heart and asked: "Did the white-haired grandmother get the steamed buns that were not in the industrial and commercial office that day?"

Lamei pouted: "No, they hid it, they asked for the white-haired grandmother's steamed buns, and they didn't even give the money, and the white-haired grandmother beat (reprimanded) me." ”

The director of the public security bureau hurriedly went to the topic: "Is the white-haired grandmother you said from your village?"

Lamei shook her head: "No. ”

Food Chief: "Where's the white-haired grandmother?"

Lamei smiled "hehe": "It's in this house, you can't see it!"

People were creepy: "In this house? Where is it? You called her out." ”

Lamei's face sank again: "I can't call it." She's in this house anyway!"

Food Director: "Where?"

Lamei pointed to the open space next to the bed: "No, just sit here." ”

The roots of the people's hair exploded, and the director of the grain control office, who was sitting next to the clearing, was so frightened that he quickly stood up and sat down elsewhere.

In order to ease the situation, and out of curiosity, the director of the public security bureau took over the words of the director of the industrial and commercial office just now: "You ask the white-haired grandmother for steamed buns again, and we will taste them all." ”

Lamei pretended to be embarrassed: "You have to burn incense and kowtow! If you don't burn incense and kowtow, the white-haired grandmother won't give it." ”

After several interrogations, the director of the public security bureau has become interested in this silly little girl: he has been handling cases for many years, and he has never encountered such a bizarre and easy case!

The people here believe in the existence of the white-haired grandmother, and even the production captain said that she has a nose and eyes, and now she eats mixed meat dishes that you can't see anywhere else, and it is said that the white-haired grandmother gave them.

Now there is a talk of steamed buns again. Since she said that she can come by burning incense, why not let her try it on the spot, and if she can come, she will open her eyes;

"Where are you going to burn?" the chief of public security asked, standing up and looking like he wanted to experience it for himself.

The village party secretary hurriedly said to himself: "Go to her house!"

Lamei rolled her eyes and thought, "It's in this house! Let her come to my room, and I'll serve it to you. ”

"Okay!" replied the chief of public security.

The little girl had just seen it in her room, but there was nothing, and if she could bring it out, she must have begged for it. He still knows that the gods don't guard people to take things out.

Lamei took a bowl of food from the room, filled most of the bowl of ashes in the stove chamber, and took three sticks of incense from her own room, came to the accounting room, put it on the table, and said:

"Light your own prayers, I just asked for one for the white-haired grandmother, or the grandmother will say I'm endless. ”

The police chief smiled, picked up the incense and lit it, and quickly inserted it into the ashes in the bowl.

When the head of the police station saw this, he turned over and kowtowed. Although he is reluctant, he guards a room of people, and he can't let his immediate boss kowtow! As a subordinate, no matter how embarrassing he is, he has to take the lead. At the same time, I complained in my heart that the director had gone too far.