However, in her early forties, her mother, who had early birth with her sideburns, took good care of herself in her two lives, and even doted on herself, but she asked for something, and her mother tried her best to meet it, and never complained, this is her parents, the parents who regarded themselves as treasures in their past and present lives・・・・・・

Just thinking about it, the two girls walked in with their mothers, each holding two lunch boxes in their hands, and Mei Huier asked with concern, "Are you better?"

"It's much better," Deng Hua smiled slightly, letting his mother hold his hand, as if she was afraid that some baby would be snatched away, "Mom, I'm fine, as long as I rest for a while, I will be fine, you don't have to worry." ”

The concern in Lan Xin's eyes was obvious, but she blushed and didn't even dare to make eye contact with Deng Hua. The little girl seemed to think of the scene in the morning, and Wang Chunfang sighed lightly: "Your father will go home after helping you complete the formalities, and he is busy over there." ”

"Hehe," Deng Hua suddenly laughed, and the three women looked at him in surprise, looking at Mei Hui'er's eyes, they seemed to feel that this kid had broken his brain, "Dad is shy, embarrassed to see me." ”

The three women were stunned, and Mei Hui'er pouted: "Did you say that about your father?"

"You have such a good relationship with your parents!"

Lan Xin saw another side, remembering the thrilling scene just now, and the man's annoyed expression afterwards. The son laughed, which made his mother's mood feel better for most of the time, Wang Chunfang scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, it's not because of you!"

The warm scene of the mother and son actually made Lan Xin a little envious, this is the family affection of ordinary people! Deng Hua is enjoying the best here, Yang Nianzu is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, spinning in circles in his son's ward!

The secretary's wife held her son's hand and cried bitterly: "Lao Yang, you must avenge your son!"

Yang Nianzu waved his hand impatiently: "I'll talk about this later!"

"My son has been beaten like this, why don't you get that one surnamed Deng up, do you have such a father?" Mrs. Secretary was sad, "I am such a precious son, he is your own child, you and you ・・・・・・"

"That's enough!" Secretary Yang's forehead was bruised, "A loving mother is so defeated! You are protecting him everywhere, and now you are causing a big disaster, and even I will be affected!"

The woman was so shocked that she forgot to cry: "How could this be? Isn't that surnamed Deng a veteran? His father's little broken company is not up to you?"

"Hey!" Yang Nianzu sighed and sat on the chair, "If it's just the Deng family, what if you kill the three of them?" The problem is that those two women don't know what the origin is, and they can actually let Secretary Wang come forward, this matter is definitely not that simple. ”

Yang Jian on the bed saw his father so sad for the first time, and his heart was worried, is this still the secretary father who can support the sky when the sky falls? Yang Gongzi is not a fool, and quickly thought of the key point of the matter: "Those two sāo goods, it seems that they are here to travel, and they open an old red flag with a provincial license plate・・・・・・"

"The old red flag of the provincial license plate?"

This news was so shocking that Yang Nianzu opened his mouth wide and didn't catch his breath for a long time. The woman was frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to help stroke her chest, so that the man could be smooth: "Lao Yang, Lao Yang, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!"

"You, you, you, evil obstacles!" finally let out a long breath, Secretary Yang slapped his thigh angrily, "Can anyone get the old red flag?" The leaders of Qingyuan City are not qualified to ride the old red flag, you, you, you, you!

The secretary's wife finally understood the seriousness of the problem, after all, she was the wife of an official, and she was very aware of the huge gap between the upper and lower levels in the officialdom. The secretary of the political and legal committee in the city can make her husband bow his head, not to mention the provincial level!

The woman was a little panicked: "Lao Yang, hurry up and find a way, this is a great deal, if the above is investigated, I am afraid that the city will never protect you again!"

Yang Nianzu was discouraged, and shook his head physically and mentally exhausted: "Is there any way?"

"Dad, I have a true handiwork of Tang Bohu in my bedroom," Yang Jianjun is true, he knows that he can run rampant in Gucheng County, that is, the right in the hands of his father, "I heard that Secretary Xia likes calligraphy and painting the most, maybe, you can ・・・・・・"

The secretary's wife's eyes lit up: "Lao Yang, my son is not wrong, you can't give up until the conclusion is reached!"

"Tang Bohu's true handiwork?" Yang Jian nodded, Yang Nianzu's face changed greatly, "Why is it there for you?"

Half a year ago, a tragic incident occurred in Gucheng County, and it is said that it was because of the genuine deeds of Tang Bohu that it attracted the greed of others, and this led to the disaster of killing! Yang Nianzu, secretary of the county party committee, also went to the scene at that time, and this was the most tragic homicide case in Gucheng County since the founding of the People's Republic of China!

It was a scholarly family, except for her daughter Wu Fengjiao, who survived studying in other places, and the rest of the family of five were all killed. The case was listed as a case supervised by the Ministry of Public Security, but it was the rainy season at the time, and all the evidence was washed away by the torrential rain.

Now that Tang Bohu's true handiwork has appeared in Yang Jian's hands, this unexpected news has even made Yang Nianzu tremble more than the imminent resignation of his official position. Secretary Yang trembled his hands, and didn't even dare to point to his son: "You are you?"

Yang Jian's swollen face was wrapped in thick gauze, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but the madness in his eyes made Yang Nianzu's last trace of fantasy come to naught! The secretary's wife only remembered at this moment what what her son said just now, it was a felony of killing his head!

Secretary Yang suddenly felt that he was a lot older, and sat there in a daze, and the woman was already trembling: "Old old Yang ・・・・・・"

The woman didn't say anything, but the pleading and despair in her eyes made Yang Nianzu unbearable: "You, hey, I've been folded on you two in my life!"

"No one knows!" Yang Jian gasped heavily, but his eyes were cold-blooded, "Those who went together will never appear again, and no living person knows." ”

Yang Nianzu looked at his son stupidly, although for more than 20 years, this son has been constantly causing trouble, but after all, it is the meat that has fallen from his body! At this glance, Secretary Yang seems to want to engrave the image of his son in his mind, but it is a pity・・・・・・

The man finally shook his head: "Forget it, son, maybe today is the last time you and I get together, don't recuperate from your injuries, go home and burn that painting, take all the savings in the family, and run away!"

"But Daddy ・・・・・・"

Secretary Yang no longer had the strength to reprimand Yang Jian: "Old woman, do you want your son to die? Don't you hurry up! Do you really think your son is doing it seamlessly? Hey, no wonder Bao Cheng kept calling during this time, hum, do you still want to be a slave with three surnames?"

"Dad, do you mean ・・・・・・" Yang Jian's face was incredible, he was killed and killed after the incident that he participated in, and he didn't leave any traces at all, how could Jing Fang know about this?