"Xu Da, are you saying that in the nearly twenty years that your master has expressed each anniversary in a different way?" Jiang Nan Yanyu found it hard to believe, if Gao Yi set up ten anniversaries for their love, then ten years, he must have a hundred different ways, nineteen years is how much? Is it possible?

"Once I also drank wine, I asked the master, how do you make the master have no regrets, the master himself said that I want to do this to him, there must be the same time, it is definitely out on a mission, it is the same phone call. ”

Xu Xing said that he has a nose and eyes, who knows - is the master fooling the apprentice, or is the apprentice flaunting the master?

The biggest thing is that it may be both, Jiangnan Yanyu believes. "Xu Da, what hobbies does your master have?"

"Do you really want to write about my master?" Xu Xing can 100% believe that Ji Pingshan was sent by his diligent father to protect his nephew and daughter, and never believed that he was the real Jiangnan Yanyu, and it was not difficult to forge the identity of a writer at all.

"Writing is my major, and writing Gaoyi is also the main job assigned to me by the chairman. "Jiangnan Yanyu is very sincere.

"He basically has no hobbies, he doesn't like singing, dancing, playing cards and chess, the only thing is to read. ”

"Does Maomao's mother have any hobbies?"

"She, she used to accompany the prince to read while making yarn, and the prince didn't understand, so she did off-site guidance. Then I heard that she started writing a diary or something. ”

"Xu Da, do you think the two of them are happier than you, or are you two happier than them?"

Tolstoy said that happy families are all alike, and unhappy families have their own misfortunes. Both of our families are happy, so there is similar happiness, and happiness is sometimes simply happiness. Xu Xing envied the respect of his master and his wife, but he didn't think that he was bitter and hateful. What others say about him for tracheitis, it doesn't matter at all.

Xu Xing looked at Jiangnan Yanyu, "You haven't dealt with the high bureau, it's difficult to write about him well, his family life is simple and happy, but he is not a simple person at all, and his life should be full of legends." ”

"Mao Mao told me that he couldn't figure out what happened last year when someone retaliated against his father and came to beat him. It is said that one of the crimes sentenced by his father is to act as the other party and serve as the umbrella of the underworld. If he acted as the other party's protective umbrella, how could the other party retaliate against his son afterwards?" Jiang Nan Yanyu also wondered.

"That entertainment center was opened by an old comrade-in-arms surnamed Chen of the High Bureau, and the boss would inevitably say in front of relatives, friends, subordinates, and even customers that Gao Yi of the Public Security Bureau was his old comrade-in-arms, and everyone understood the implication, which was nothing more than to let some people come to him to make trouble.

Once, a group of people from the countryside drank and made trouble, and several young people under Boss Chen couldn't stand it, so they fought with each other, and as a result, the other party seriously injured one, and the trouble provoked our criminal police brigade. ”

Jiang Nanyanyu asked, "Do you think it's lighter or heavier?"

"It depends on which angle you look at. Boss Chen personally came to the door to find the high bureau, judging from him and his subordinates, it must be heavy, and he didn't give face. If this entertainment center is regarded as a den of the underworld, it is not light, it is dereliction of duty, dereliction of duty, and crime.

After Boss Chen's subordinates were released from prison, they heard that the Gao Bureau was 'shuanggui' because they accepted Boss Chen's money, and they felt that the Gao Bureau had taken advantage of the benefits and did not do anything, which harmed them, so they took revenge on Mao Mao. I've been involved in this whole case, and I know very well, if you ask me if it's fair? Of course I'll say it's fair. However, from another perspective, detached from the actual situation, it is not clear where the fairness is. ”

"What are you doing here?" Gao Shenghan and Zhang Bofei are both drunk, don't you care about it?" Yang Liu and Fang Cong came upstairs.

"Both of them are sleeping, sleeping, forget it today, tomorrow I will criticize them well, of course I am also at fault. Jiang Nanyanyu stood up and stretched out his hand to signal them to sit down.

"Gao Shenghan's father's comrade-in-arms called him just now, and I helped him pick it up. Gao Shenghan's father asked him to send a sum of money to others today, and the previous remittance slip was in the desk drawer in his parents' room, and the remittance was made according to the amount and account number on it. What do you say?" asked Yang Liu unhappily.

"We go to their room and make a decision. Jiangnan Yanyu took the lead and went to their room.

Jiangnan Yanyu easily found the remittance slip, and the two poems on the remittance slip made him like a treasure, which was written by Gao Yi to the courtesy.

Jiangnan Yanyu really couldn't imagine that Gao Yi turned out to be a policeman full of romantic feelings.

One of them, "Tell Me How to Think Less"

There is a spring breeze that rushes through the streets and alleys

I'll wander the winding paths of the park

Look at the new shoots and look at the young leaves

Pianpian thinks of the hometown of thousands of mountains and red mountains

There is a summer rain, knocking on the door and knocking on the window

I will let a leisure go to the small town of Jiangnan

Listen carefully to the lotus leaves beating in the rain

Look down at the misty lotus pond with fog locks

And you go straight to the dream house with infinite scenery

The heart is rippling, and the back waves push the front waves

If you want to calm down the sea, the sea will turn over the river

I'm a man, tell me how to think about it

One of them, "Give Me a Little Little"

Give me a little bit of sunshine

I will be brilliant and bright

Give me a little smile on your face

I'll be fragrant and happy

Give me a little bit of fertile soil

I will take root, I will grow, I will grow

Give me a little bit of grass

I would herd herds of cattle and sheep

Give me a little spring water

I'll let her flow into a raging ocean

Give me a little reason to be strong

I'm going to move forward

Give me a little hope to persevere

I will continue to do so

Give me a little bit of freedom to imagine

I'll make it happen

Give me a little gentle sharing

I'll be drunk like a mad spring

Give me a little bit of space to have

I will fill her with jade liquid elixir to make her brilliant

Give me a little bit of love

I will always carry it on my back

Even give me a little bit of happiness

Let me savor it

My world must be the singing of birds and flowers

Even if you are drunk and staggering

I'll take the reins, too

A coveted comfortable and high flying

Jiangnan Yanyu read it and handed it to Xu Xing, Xu Xing was also very surprised, he didn't know and didn't expect the master to write poetry.

Yang Liu snatched the manuscript over, and she gave one to Fang Cong to see.

Fang Cong looked at it and exchanged looks with Yang Liu. The two girls were also amazed.

Seeing this, Jiangnan Yanyu immediately took back the manuscript and said, "About the remittance form, let's go down and ask Maomao's mother before making a decision." He handed the remittance slip to Xu Xing, meaning that they were a little more familiar with each other.

After coming to the ward, Xu Xing showed it to Yin Qin, who shook his head and said, "I, I, no, no, very, very, clear." ”

At this moment, several of them were dumbfounded, she didn't know what to do, to send money or not to send money?