There are many kinds of unhappiness in life, and Yan Huan'er feels that the most unhappy thing is that a small pebble has been drilled into her shoes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It won't hurt you, but it will definitely make you uncomfortable. You can ignore it, but you can't stop yourself from being irritable.

Yan Guojun is now a pebble in Yan Huan'er's shoes.

To say that there is really one more person in the family, Yan Huan'er is not unacceptable. But let someone you already hate eat in your house and live in your house, you will definitely not be in a good mood.

Especially when she saw Yan Guojun throwing the bowl after eating, Yan Huan'er felt that her behavior of driving him out was even more reasonable.

This should be his own home, why can Yan Guojun live in such a grand manner? He has to cook for him three meals a day! It's so annoying!

Yan's mother sent her daughter into the room, helped her lie down, and gently touched Yan Huan'er's forehead, with gentle and gentle movements.

"Huanhuan, don't be angry with your uncle, you have to take care of it now, nothing else matters. It's about to start school, so I should also read my homework and don't be unable to keep up when the time comes. You can't lie in bed and read at night, you know? ”

Yan Huan'er's anger gradually calmed down in Yan's mother's soft words.

Thinking that even if my uncle is in his own house, he can't get rid of it, how can there be such a brazen person in the world?

Encountering this, Yan Huan'er felt that there was no other way than to call the police. Is my uncle's behavior infringing on his own ownership? Or is it a right? In short, this is his own and his mother's home, and no one can infringe on it.

I have to take care of the house for my father. I have to make my mother comfortable, and I have to let my mother continue to be protected like my father. I'm now my father's understudy.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan'er calmed down. She smiled at Yan's mother again, and the two white rabbit teeth flashed under the light.

"Mom, I know, you don't have to worry about my studies, I can hold it. Don't worry, I won't quarrel with my uncle, and I will find a way to get him out of our house. ”

Yan's mother smiled and nodded, pulled up a thin blanket for Yan Huan'er, and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner when she went out.

The next day, Yan Guojun got up early, and when he was washing up in the bathroom, he wanted to see what he had done with that piece of soap. As a result, I searched for a long time, but I didn't see the soap that caused the accident.

He was a little confused, yesterday's quarrel was not Yan Huan'er using the topic to play and deliberately frame him. However, I remember that when he took a shower yesterday, he did take a piece of pink soap and used it. It's strange how it's missing today.

He quickly cleaned himself up and left the house, not even eating breakfast at home.

Yan's mother still took care of Yan Huan'er to eat as usual, and cleaned up the scattered books on the bedside for her.

When she came out of Yan Huan'er's room, she happened to see Yan Guojun's back disappearing behind the door. She exhaled quietly. Fortunately, I don't have to face it.

Because of Yan Guojun's scoundrel, Yan's mother also dispelled the idea of using money to let him leave. Huanhuan also told himself again and again just now, put away the bank card, don't beat the dog with meat buns.

Yan's mother ate breakfast quietly alone, and then went to the vegetable market with her basket.

Yan Huan'er was left alone in the house.

How nice it used to be.

You can lie down on the sofa in the living room and read a book, and the light on the balcony is filtered by the curtains, and it is gentle and tranquil when it is projected into the room. The living room was her favorite place. Spacious, bright and spotlessly clean.

The large desk was against the partition wall of the balcony. Yan Huan'er used to plant several pots of succulents on her desk. A pot of bamboos is my favorite, the shape is very delicate, the small branches are straight, green and verdant. When I went to school, I was left to my mother to take care of. Now, alas, there were miscellaneous things such as Yan Guojun's clothes on that desk.

It's a terrible sight.

Although Yan Huan'er majored in administrative management, since she saw her mother make a beautiful dress for herself last year, she is very eager to make one for her mother one day.

In the past, when my father was here, I could buy clothes for my mother, but now that my father is gone, I can't afford to make money, so I thought about making one for my mother to make her happy.

She bought all the materials, and she spent half a semester saving a little money every month to buy them.

This summer vacation, she originally planned to surprise her mother and make a dress for her. For this, she studied online for a while, and she cut up a large stack of newspapers.

But since Yan Guojun came, none of these things could be done.

Yan Guojun's shift is now starting to work in shifts, and there is still a bit of regularity in the first few days, this time, either at home in the morning or in the afternoon, the peace of the mother and daughter was completely destroyed by him.

Yan Huan'er hated it when she thought of this. I am saddened to have such a shameless uncle.

But what can be done to get him out?

Fighting, I can't fight by myself, and now I'm still a half-zombie.

quarrels, can't argue, he is not a normal person with shame, and he is not worthy of being a person at all.

Call the police, my mother is definitely unwilling, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, and it may cause my mother to be scolded by my grandparents.

So what's the best way to do it?

Yan Huan'er started to worry again.

In addition to the distress, she simply didn't want to. I took the book and started reading it. But the mind doesn't seem to be in the book. However, looking at those words, Yan Huan'er's eyes slowly lit up.

As the saying goes, treat others the way they do.

What does my uncle want? Isn't it possible to solve the problem if you figure it out?

Uncle is a greedy and cheeky person. But if he can't be greedy, won't the matter be solved?

Money, of course, Yan Huan'er can't give it to him. Kari has to support himself and his mother for four years with all that money.

Houses in the countryside, too. At that time, my father said that when I retired in the future, I would take my mother back to live a rural life. However, it is no problem to lend it to my uncle.

It's just that now that my uncle has found a job in the city, he won't go back for a while. Therefore, Yan Huan'er has to think of a way to make him unable to live here, so that he will be able to retreat.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan'er's eyes brightened.

I only took a month's sick leave, and it has been a few days, and if I don't take action, as soon as I go to school, my mother will be the only one in the family, and I don't know how my uncle will embarrass my mother.

When Yan Huan'er thought of this, she couldn't suppress the surging in her heart, she was very satisfied with her idea, and she didn't think at all that her mother would be willing to be here, or what would hurt her.

***

Yang Feng walked past the door of the office of the criminal police team and was greeted again.

The North Branch Criminal Bureau is not large, and it does not occupy a wide area. It is said that it is a criminal police team, but the traffic brigade is also in the same doorway. So, everyone goes in and out of the same gate every day to commute to work. If you want to talk about the difference, it is just the difference between upstairs and downstairs. Although I heard that the transfer bureau will be separated in the second half of the year, there is no letter to this day.

Yang Feng was originally assigned to the criminal bureau, but he was not angry.

Since following the first case, Yang Feng's mother couldn't help but lose her temper with the old man, and as a result, Yang Feng was transferred directly from the criminal police team to the traffic brigade. Fortunately, it's just a different office upstairs and downstairs.

Yang Feng was a little reluctant at first, afraid that his transfer would make those buddies laugh. Unexpectedly, everyone was hehe, and someone patted him on the shoulder to say hello. This also hurt Yang Feng's self-esteem a little. It turns out that in the eyes of others, he is really a son of a general who can't endure hardship.

However, Yang Feng is very self-comforting. Although it is a popular old saying that the tiger father has no dog son, Yang Feng does not think so.

Where there are so many tiger fathers and tiger sons, there must always be someone who is like an ordinary person. He is an ordinary person. Dad's aura belongs to Dad, and has nothing to do with himself.

Since childhood, he has been a good and obedient child. My mother said that I wanted to study hard, and he studied hard, and he was a good student every year. After graduating from his bachelor's degree, his father asked him to continue his studies and apply for the police academy, so he applied for the police academy.

Although the subject of physical training tossed him enough, he persevered. Later, after passing the exam all the way, he became a glorious people's policeman.

As for the final implementation of the work, my mother said, you don't have to worry about it, your father will arrange it. He really didn't care, and in the time after graduation, he traveled around alone. It's only until Dad tells him that you're going to report for duty tomorrow. He nodded, packed up the travel utensils without saying a word, and started to work.

And then it was the current situation.

Today's Yang Feng, as usual, walked through the narrow aisle, went up the stairs, climbed two floors, was pleased by the Dao, and then went to the third floor, and finally entered the third office on the left side of the aisle.

Today's task is the same as yesterday, patrolling the area around Yanji Road in the Cultural Palace area to control the increasing number of random parking problems on the roadside. Just now, the group met and had a short morning meeting, and everyone went their separate ways.

When he walked down the third floor, Yang Feng heard a man's voice shouting excitedly: "Comrade policeman, you have to believe me, I'm not a thief, I really live there, that dead girl......"

Walking down the stairs, Yang Feng got on the motorcycle and headed towards the target area.

The Palace of Culture is located in the northeast corner of the city, where there are train stations, bus stations, farmers' markets, and traffic is always complicated. The main road, Yanji Road, runs through the entire Cultural Palace area from east to north.

Because it is an old city street, there are many side roads, the road conditions are narrow, and the road surface is congested, and there are often some traffic accidents that chase the tail and hit the stall.

Along the way, he rode a motorcycle carefully, and in the early morning, there was illegal parking on the side of the road. Yang Feng rode for a while, then stopped the car and walked over one by one. When you see someone in the car, you salute and remind the other party to move the car quickly.

As for those who stopped there and didn't move, of course, he honestly and unceremoniously opened the order and pressed it against the windshield.

When he finished patrolling the main road as he stopped, he turned a corner onto the side road.

Xianxue Street is located on the branch of Yanji Road. When Yang Feng first took charge of this road, he was also taken aback by the crowding here. I am also from this city, why didn't I know that there was such an urban village before?

As soon as I entered the intersection of Xianxue Road, I saw a group of people surrounded in front of me.

He turned on the alarm bell and walked slowly, and the crowd heard the sound and spontaneously dispersed a gap. Slowly passed, only to find that the 110 car was parked on the side of the road, and a middle-aged man was sitting on the side of the road with his eyes lost.

The crowd on the side was whispering something, all shaking their heads and sighing.

Because he saw that the car of the criminal bureau was there, and he was also on the task, Yang Feng did not stop and continued to move forward.

Towards the end of the trail, the crowd sparsely populated. The plane trees on the side of the road rustle in the wind.

Yang Feng's line of sight saw the back of a man walking slowly on the side of the road. When his car overtook him, Yang Feng couldn't help but turn his head to look at it, and this person's impression suddenly deepened.

Today's Yang Feng is completely unconscious. He just felt that the way the person was walking caught his attention. Although the car had already passed the man, he couldn't help but sum up the man in a few short words.

Tall, lame, clean, the most important thing is that Yang Feng made eye contact with this person when he turned his head, and Yang Feng's last ending word was cold.

After a while, it was only when Yang Feng left the county school road that this person's impression gradually faded from his mind.