When Uncle Liu took Miss Yiyi to visit his bedroom and the other two bedrooms, Huang Xiaobei stayed alone in the living room.

For his bedroom, he has no interest, after all, the commissioner is now fighting against the evil demon party every day, and the uncle's home must not have time to come back often, not to mention, the bedroom, without his own layout, is not called a bedroom at all!

Huang Xiaobei stayed in the living room alone, ready to learn about his uncle's living environment over the years.

Looking around at the layout of the uncle's house, Huang Xiaobei nodded, not too surprised.

From the perspective of the house, the uncle's home is very good, the three-bedroom house, the living room alone looks very wide, and the lighting is also very good.

The advantage of the living room is that it is very large, at least 60 square meters, which can be placed with a lot of furniture, and it does not look too cramped. But the disadvantage is that it is too big, and it looks very empty, because the uncle does not put too much furniture in the living room at all.

Huang Xiaobei stretched out his hand and measured the distance of the living room, and calculated carefully, if he was not mistaken, the living room alone is more than 60 square meters, and his three bedrooms, including the kitchen and bathroom, will definitely not be too small, conservatively estimated, the uncle's house is at least more than 180 square meters.

Well, it's not too much of a loss for the captain of the city's criminal police brigade to live in a house of this level.

Huang Xiaobei suddenly sighed.

Because he was only the size of his uncle's living room when he was in his father's previous home. Hehe, it's really better to die than people.

Dad, you've been a failure.

ran away from your wife, and as a result, even your son began to dislike you a little for being poor.

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After calculating the area of the uncle's house, Huang Xiaobei carefully observed the decoration style of the uncle's house.

There is nothing strange about it, very simple decoration style, basically a big white, and there are no other decorations.

It's no wonder that he feels empty, because the uncle's family always feels unpopular, too big, and empty.

In a word, it's not like a home, and he believes it when it comes to a rough house.

Commissioner Huang raised his head triumphantly and waved his hand magnificently.

But it doesn't matter, now that the commissioner is here, he has to improve the living environment for the uncle.

Come and see how to arrange it, well, by the way, you see that the corner of this living room is very suitable for a massage chair.

Also, there must be a new Xbox next to this TV, and you usually play games or something.

The lamp in the living room is replaced with the best chandelier, the wallpaper must also be pasted more, a hollow purifier is coming, a few Van Gogh paintings are being bought on the wall, and Wang Xizhi's calligraphy must also be "Orchid Pavilion Preface", but I heard that it was taken by Li Shimin to accompany the funeral, it doesn't matter, and it will be dug directly after two days.

The redecoration style is in accordance with the design of the Kremlin, the computer should buy the latest, oh don't buy three, one plays, the other two look, and the nanny also wants to invite one, and the bed warmer also comes to three, well, is the daydream done?

Uh-huh, done, done, done.

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Huang Xiaobei, who woke up from his daydream, refocused his gaze on the layout of the living room.

How to say, although the home looks big and empty, it is not as messy as I imagined, such as the scene of stinky clothes and smelly socks flying all over the ground.

Huang Xiaobei stretched out his hand and touched the coffee table, there was no trace of dust, it was obviously carefully cleaned, it was very neat, and even the fruit was placed on the table in the living room in advance.

Why is it obvious? Because under the sofa, Huang Xiaobei saw the stinky socks that the uncle forgot to throw into the toilet, and he saw that he had stayed up all night last night before he could barely clean them.

After taking another turn in the living room, Huang Xiaobei nodded.

There are all the things that should be in the house, and there is no shortage of large pieces of furniture, at least for an old bachelor.

TV, fridge, air conditioner, sofa, dining table, everything, and all of them are in the upper middle class.

There are a few conspicuous dumbbells in the corner of the living room, but they are covered with dust, and eighty percent of them are bought by the uncle and want to practice when they are fine, but they find that practicing dumbbells is not interesting to watch TV at all, so I haven't touched it much.

But there doesn't seem to be a computer at home, and it's understandable that the middle-aged man has no interest in modern technology, and it is impossible to have a computer.

But that forty-five-inch TV looks like it's often watched, well, it's mainly the remote control that gives it a greasy feel.

Huang Xiaobei looked at the greasy remote control, and with a smack, it was estimated that he was alive pointing at the TV.

The sofa can also be used, not leather, and Huang Xiaobei can't say what the specific material is, but it is very comfortable at first glance, and it is probably very comfortable to lie down.

Huang Xiaobei nodded secretly, it seems that the uncle is not as bad as he imagined, this family does not look much different from ordinary families, if it is true, it probably still gives people a feeling of emptiness.

Thinking about it, Huang Xiaobei sat on the sofa, and suddenly, his sore back was soothed, and he almost hummed out comfortably.

Oops, the uncle is quite good at enjoying it, this sofa is estimated to be cheap, and it almost comes with a massage effect.

Huang Xiaobei reached out again and picked up a magazine on the table in front of him, flipped through it, rolled his eyes twice, and then took the pillow beside him and hugged it in his arms.

But just as Huang Xiaobei was about to take an apple to eat again, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and looked at the pillow in his arms in a daze.

Huang Xiaobei suddenly found that the pillow in his arms was not a pillow on the sofa at all, but a pillow on the bed.

Looking at the pillow in his hand, Huang Xiaobei raised his head slightly, and the scene of a middle-aged man lying on the sofa watching the ball at night naturally appeared in his head, and then slept directly on the sofa until dawn......

Needless to say, he definitely does this kind of thing a lot.

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At present, the uncle is taking Miss Yiyi to visit the bedroom, and Huang Xiaobei stays in the living room alone and continues to scan the living room of the uncle's house.

With his eyes swept slightly, Huang Xiaobei saw a few photos next to the TV.

When I got closer, I saw that they were basically photos of my uncle when he was young, all of them looked like policemen, and they were all the same, followed by a very cute little boy.

Looking at the little boy, seeing that almost every photo has himself, and there are many photos taken when he went out with him, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help grinning and smiling slightly.

"I used to look so good when I was a kid."

"Well, this photo of me holding the pennant is taken at the entrance of the police station when I first met my uncle, this one is in the park, this one is in the zoo, that one is in the aquarium, and this one is a photo of me and my dad with him before the uncle left."

Looking at these old photos full of warm memories, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It turns out that I went to so many places with my uncle when I was a child, if I hadn't seen these photos, I would have almost forgotten them." ”

Oh, it's really hard for this middle-aged man, who is really not married yet.

The photos at home are either his and his colleagues' or mine, and my photos account for the largest proportion.

Huang Xiaobei spread his hands and commented helplessly, "You said it would be nice if you had two photos of you standing with women?" How can you use a ....... that is so miserable and lonely like now?"

Wait, it seems that there is something wrong with that?

After staring at the photo of himself and his uncle for a while, the next moment, Commissioner Huang's eyes suddenly widened.

Looking at those old photos full of warm memories next to the TV, Huang Xiaobei suddenly discovered a terrifying fact.

If, that is to say, if an uncle's colleague were to visit his house, what would they think of when they saw these photos?

A father and his son.

This is the most normal thinking of ordinary people, but what is not normal is, why are all the photos of this son seven or eight years old? Why haven't I had a single photo since I was a teenager?

Why hasn't my uncle ever gotten married? Why is there only one uncle in the family? Where did the kid in the photo go?

As soon as he thought of this, Huang Xiaobei almost called out, mother's, uncle's colleagues won't think I'm dead a long time ago, right?

Suddenly, Huang Xiaobei didn't have any warm feeling when he looked at these photos.

Because looking at the cute self in the photo, he always has a feeling of looking at the posthumous portrait.

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If you want to say that the only place in the uncle's house that can attract the attention of others is probably the military medal and award certificate hanging on the wall of the dining table, and the photo of the uncle and the leaders when he won the honor.

After seeing his posthumous portrait, Huang Xiaobei involuntarily walked to the uncle's merit wall, looked at it quietly, and calmed down by the way.

Individual second-class merit, collective first-class merit, outstanding police officer, servant of the people, save my dog's life, cure my cat disease?

Commissioner Huang stared at the last two awards with black lines on his face.

Is this all worth the crime......

Anyway, how can there be many people who thank the big family for helping him find his bicycle and wallet? It's a matter for the police, right?

Huang Xiaobei suddenly realized.

Ao, that's right, I remember, this should be the certificate of the uncle when he was a police officer before, no wonder, no wonder, I didn't look at it carefully just now, but now look at it, the awards on the wall are basically all from more than ten years ago.

Huang Xiaobei stood quietly in front of the wall alone, silently looking up at the honor that his uncle had won when he was a police officer before.

The whole wall of awards and meritorious deeds almost represents all of the uncle's efforts in the past ten years.

Most importantly, most of these honors are familiar to him, because most of them are considered to be the main participants.....

Huang Xiaobei looked at the person who stole the bicycle and the certificate of merit given to the uncle, hehe thought.

"When I was in the second grade of elementary school, my uncle didn't know me very well at that time, and he didn't like to talk to me very much."

Huang Xiaobei moved his gaze to the side again.

"Yes, the certificate of merit given to my uncle by our elementary school, thanking him for bringing the former principal, a fugitive, to justice, wait a while, why is this signatory so familiar? Hey, isn't that the name of the vice principal! ”

Huang Xiaobei suddenly realized, "Oh, no wonder it was the certificate he gave to his uncle, the uncle helped him get rid of the number one leader, and he succeeded in taking the position, of course the vice principal should be thanked." ”

At this time, a photo frame suddenly attracted Huang Xiaobei's attention.

There were no photographs, no military medals, just a yellow warhead, and this warhead hung in the very center of the wall.

Huang Xiaobei looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze and sighed slightly.

This is the reason why the uncle returned from the border armed police, well, the personal second-class merit next to him is probably his reward, mother's, for Mao is not a first-class merit.

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Five minutes later, Miss Yiyi and Uncle Liu walked out talking and laughing, looking like they were chatting very speculatively, and as soon as the eldest lady came out, she went directly to the TV and looked at those old photos.

Looking at Zhengtai Huang Xiaobei in the photo, Miss Yiyi's eyes were full of small stars.

"Wow, so cute and cute, Huang XiaoM looked so good-looking when he was a child, woo woo woo I really want to hug and kiss in my arms."

Huang Xiaobei squatted proudly beside the eldest lady, and said proudly: "How is it, I looked good when I was a child, right?" That's not to blow to you, when I was a child, I walked on the street, and it was full of onlookers, all of whom said that I was good-looking, and I would definitely become a generation of beautiful men in the future. ”

Miss Yiyi looked at Commissioner Huang beside her, and after looking at it for a while, she shook her little head and whispered.

"Why did you grow up and become ugly, really, it's not cute at all when you were a child."

"I, Nima, do you dare to be louder!!"

Looking at Huang Xiaobei and Miss Yiyi, who were squatting on the ground and arguing, Uncle Liu smiled happily and beckoned the two of them: "Okay, okay, let's eat, I'll see after eating in a while." ”

Huang Xiaobei snorted angrily, "I'm too lazy to say anything to you, I just know that I'm handsome." ”

"But you're really not as good-looking as you were when you were a child."

"Nima can say this again!!"

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Sitting at the table, when Uncle Liu brought the table of delicacies to the table, Huang Xiaobei's eyes almost popped out.

"Squirrel fish? Cashew shrimp? Sweet and sour pork ribs? Double-flavored shrimp? Dry pot donkey meat? Shredded chicken? Lobster soup? Braised hairy crab? ”

Looking at this table of delicious food, Commissioner Huang was shocked beyond measure.

No, he wouldn't have such a good craft, would he? Isn't that unscientific?

Huang Xiaobei wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, his eyes never left the food on the table, and said with a sneer, "Uncle, this and this, you did it?" Anyway, you can do it, this is not much worse than the hotel outside, and you can even fight with our hotel. ”

Old Uncle Liu raised his head proudly, "You just know?" Oh, tell you boy, I haven't done it very seriously today, otherwise it's better than this, today is a small show, you can watch it in the future, keep the dishes that make you obsessed with my cooking. ”

Miss Yiyi said very cheerfully, "Uncle is amazing." ”

Miss Yiyi's praise made Uncle Liu flutter all over, and he almost couldn't find the north, no, the braggart came up again.

"I really don't hide it from you, I didn't know that Yiyi was coming today, otherwise how could I only cook eight dishes? At least eighteen! ”

Uncle Liu proudly lit up the clean frying spoon in his hand, "Tell me what you want to eat in the future, as long as you go home, what I will do for you to eat, in addition, I am also a little busy today, I didn't do it very hard, you will just take a look." ”

Huang Xiaobei couldn't wait to taste the squirrel fish, but as soon as he ate it, he almost ate his tongue together.

Commissioner Huang stared at the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table with endless aftertaste, and was amazed.

Good guy, I haven't done it seriously, it's almost the same as the hotel outside, it's amazing, I thought he would make noodles.

After taking a bite of the dish, Miss Yiyi also showed a happy look, and then discussed with the uncle the precautions when cooking.

Uncle Liu is waiting for this.

Listening to the eldest lady asking herself with a look of admiration, Uncle Liu's heart couldn't stop laughing, and without saying a word, he began to teach Miss Yiyi how to cook, such as how much salt to put in the pot, when is it better to get out of the pot, and how to deal with the fish.

Just when Uncle Liu was boasting about forgetting his surname, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Huang Xiaobei stood up and wanted to open the door, but Uncle Liu asked him to continue eating and open the door himself.

The smiling old Uncle Liu was still immersed in the praise of the eldest lady and Huang Xiaobei, and he walked with a fluttering feeling.

Walking to the door and opening the door, Uncle Liu said happily: "Who?" ”

"Hello sir, you spent three hundred and seventy-two in our hotel, and our hotel manager decided to give you a cold ......."

"Bang!"

Uncle Liu slammed the door shut, and then stood motionless at the gate.

"Kala."

The chopsticks in Commissioner Huang's hand fell to the ground in fright......

After a long while, Old Uncle Liu finally moved, and in the embarrassed eyes of Huang Xiaobei and Miss Yiyi, Old Uncle Liu slowly turned around and forced a smile.

"That, hallucination, hallucination."