"It's pretty much the same, who is that, Zheng Xueping! Don't smoke either, you can't smoke at home in the future, your son is at home, do you still want your son to sing well, you are responsible for a bad voice?" Li Xuemei turned the fire to Zheng Xueping, who was still smoking next to her, and said that she was going to take Zheng Xueping's cigarette in his hand, which was already a third of the cigarette left.

Zheng Xueping hurriedly dodged and joked, he was still distressed when he saw Li Xuemei destroy the 400 yuan cigarette just now, and he couldn't let her take it anymore no matter what.

"Don't rob, don't rob, shall I go to the balcony to smoke?" said to his wife with a bitter face, hiding his cigarette behind him.

"Oh, are you bold, don't you give it to me? Do you believe that I gave away all these cigarettes on the table?" Li Xuemei was low, so she naturally couldn't reach out, and with a turn of her eyes, she made a killer move.

"Don't don't, can't I pinch it? Don't, do you know how much these cigarettes are worth? You loser girl", as soon as Zheng Xueping heard that Li Xuemei was going to give away the cigarettes, he ran away from the coffee table in three steps and two steps, snuffed out the cigarettes, and ran to the study with a few cigarette bags on the table like a baby, hid in a secret place, and gave up a forest for a tree, so a fool did it.

"Your father, you know how to smoke, and you don't care about your body, you really obey him", Li Xuemei sighed and looked at Zheng Xueping's back helplessly.

"It's okay, now that medicine is developed, it's good to let my dad check his body every once in a while, besides, there are a lot of smokers, and I haven't seen a few things happen," Zhengji didn't think so, as an old smoker in his previous life, he knew his father's feelings, life is just a few decades, and even this little fun is deprived of isn't it sad?

"Alas, you men, I really don't know what this choking cigarette is good for, I really don't understand you when you smoke all day long", Li Xuemei sighed and said.

Masaki smiled, reality and memories seemed to overlap, in the last life, his mother didn't nagging her husband like this every day, so that his father secretly ran to the balcony like a thief every time he smoked.

"Don't talk about it, mom is cooking, what do you want to eat?" Li Xuemei shook her head and shifted her attention to the noon meal.

"By the way, I have something to do at noon, there is a dinner, you and Dad can eat," Masaki shook his head and said.

"Go out to eat again, you're busier than your dad all day long, so don't drink when you go out," Li Xuemei nodded helplessly, although her son was out of breath, but he was getting busier and busier, and now she suddenly missed the days when she was like an ordinary high school student, eating her own meals every day, and being by her side like a good child.

The road is slowly climbing, the willow trees on both sides of the road are bare in the noon sun and swaying in the wind, from time to time there are cars hurriedly passing by the crowd, driving into the distance, and then on a long stretch of the road, pedestrians hurriedly walk, occasionally someone looks up at the tall building next to the road, "Tianguanxuan" three big characters are eye-catching engraved on the wall on the side of the tall building, thinking that one day, they can also enter it, enjoy the quality service, exquisite dishes.

Masaki sat in the window of a private room on the second floor, holding a delicate teacup, the faint aroma of tea permeating the air, watching the people coming and going in the distance on the street.

"Knock knock", there was a knock on the door, and Masaki put down the teacup in his hand and stood up.

"Please come in," Masaki said as he walked to the door.

Zhou Huansheng gently pushed open the door, and the bright sunlight in the room made him a little dazzling for a while, and then he saw Zhengji standing about a meter in front of him smiling and looking at him with his outstretched hand.

"Hello Director Zhou, it's an honor to invite you to dinner here", Zhengji said humbly, not at all proud of the embarrassed appearance of Zhou last time.

"Hello, hello, hey, Brother Zheng personally invited, I am very honored, since the last time I saw him, I miss it very much", Zhou Huansheng also smiled and shook Zhengji's hand.

"Is it just you?" asked Masaki, looking behind Zhou Huansheng.

"Just me, I think about our two brothers to be cleaner", Zhou Huansheng is not thin-skinned, and Zhengji can become his brother when he is the age of his junior.

"Well, that's okay," Masaki nodded, the two of them weren't bad, he looked at the door and beckoned, and the waiter waiting at the door came over.

"Order, what do you want to eat Director Zhou?" you order first", Zhengji handed the recipe to Zhou Huansheng and said.

"Be polite, or Brother Zheng, you order first", Zhou Huansheng said politely.

The two excused each other, and in the end, Zhengji ordered a few before handing them to Zhou Huansheng, and the waiter withdrew with the menu.

Zhou Huansheng had a row of legs, took out an envelope from his arms, handed it to Zhengji and said: "I almost forgot, this is the right thing, come, you see, the driver's license is down, I will give you the A book directly, so that it will be more convenient in the future."

Zhengji said thank you, opened the envelope in front of Zhou Huansheng, and the brand-new driver's license appeared in front of him.

"How is it, Brother Zheng, are you still satisfied?" Zhou Huansheng said confidently.

"Thank you so much, Director Zhou, you helped me solve a big problem", Zhengji said with a smile, took out a box of "Fuchun Mountain Residence" that he had brought from his father, handed it to Zhou Huansheng and said: "Director Zhou smokes."

"Hey, what kind of cigarette is this? I've never seen it before, it looks very exquisite, isn't the price cheap?" Zhou Huansheng took the cigarette handed over by Zhengji, looked at the exquisite pattern on the cigarette box, and said curiously.

"I don't know what others give", Masaki shook his head, he didn't want to show off.

Zhou Huansheng nodded, took out a lighter and lit it, took a deep breath, his eyes lit up, this cigarette is good, the mellow cigarette is soaked in the lungs, there is no slightest choking, but there is a trace of coolness, compared to his own soft China, he couldn't help but take another puff, in the cloud and smoke, he saw Zhengji looking at himself with interest, but he didn't see him light a cigarette.

"Brother Zheng, why don't you smoke it? Oh yes, I forgot that you are still a school person, look at my memory," Zhou Huansheng said with a smile.

"No, I don't smoke often, I forgot to bring a lighter", Masaki said helplessly, he did forget to bring a lighter, and when he came out, he only cared about taking a box of cigarettes.

"Haha, look at me, just take care of yourself, come, Brother Zheng, you smoke me, I'll give you some light", Zhou Huansheng laughed, took out the red soft China from his arms, handed it to Zhengji, and lit the lighter at the same time.

Zhengji said thank you, took the cigarette, smoked a cigarette, he sighed a little, don't talk about China in his previous life, even the king of Furong rarely smoked, let alone smoking China now, there was no way, there was not much money at that time, he could only smoke five or six yuan of cigarettes, but even then, after a tiring day, there was a cigarette to smoke even if it was a low-quality cigarette, it was a great happiness.

The two men were in the private room, and the food was quickly delivered.

"Brother Zheng, don't you drink?" Zhou Huansheng always felt that something was missing, and he didn't remember that he hadn't drunk until the meal came.

"Don't drink it, alcohol allergy, Director Zhou, if you want to drink, I'll order it", Zhengji found the most practical and common reason.

"In this case, in this case, let's replace wine with tea, don't bother", Zhou Huansheng raised the teacup and said.

"Okay, I respect you Director Zhou", Masaki said, raising his glass.

"Hey, Brother Zheng, what do you call me?" Zhou Huansheng's face was blank, he stretched out his hand to block Zhengji's teacup, and said pretending to be angry.

Zhengji didn't react a little, and looked at Zhou Huansheng in surprise.

"Brother Zheng, I have called you brother, why do you still call me the director, are you so angry? Do you look down on me?" Zhou Huansheng continued.

"It's me who is wrong, Brother Zhou, my fault, come, I respect you Brother Zhou", Zhengji suddenly realized, changed his words, but was helpless in his heart, looking at the white hair on the top of Zhou Huansheng's head, he was as old as his father at his age, but now he was cheeky and called himself a brother, and he couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, in the end, it was the old fritter of officialdom, and a title shortened the distance between the two a lot.

"Hey, that's right, Brother Laizheng, I also respect you", Zhou Huansheng's face that was still flat just now suddenly turned into a bright smile like spring and snow, making Zhengji wonder if he was wearing a mask.

"I didn't see it before, Brother Zheng, you are still a martial arts master", Zhou Huansheng took a sip of soup and said suddenly.

"Martial arts master, where does this start?"

"Brother, you are in the bureau and don't know it, you probably haven't paid attention to the news newspaper these days, we also have a lot of your fans in the bureau, you don't know, those little girls in the bureau treat you as an idol, and hold the newspaper every day to study your preferences, characteristics, I also inadvertently saw a message from the newspaper they bought, only to know that you are really hidden", Zhou Huansheng's sentence is not fake, there are indeed many young people in the bureau who like political discipline and often pay attention to the news of political discipline.

"What news?" asked Masaki with some curiosity.

"Of course, it's the newspaper that reported you, your photogenic rate in our newspaper is not low in the past few days, I shot twice in just one month, and they were photographed, and the pictures in the newspaper are still very clear, speaking of which, Brother Zheng, you are really related to our police station, Brother Zheng, you have shot twice, and both times have an inseparable relationship with our police station," Zhou Huansheng shook his head and said.