Li Rusong stuck his head out of the passenger window, looked at the door of the TV station boredly, and said irritably: "It's not that I said, that slut will toss people, this TMD has been waiting for most of the day, and I haven't even seen Zhu's mellow ghost!" ”

"Then what do you say! Lao Wu arranged for the two of us to keep an eye on him, can you not do it? Throw away the cigarette and die of heat! I'm going to turn on the air conditioner. "It's not a good job to keep an eye on the spot, and it's the middle of summer, and the sun-soaked car is about to melt, and this guy is chirping on the side, which makes me even more anxious.

Reluctantly threw half of the cigarette out of the window, Li Rusong said depressedly: "Old Chengha, do you think this case can be solved?" It's been 50 years, and the certified physical evidence has long been missing, so it's interesting for us to do this! ”

I closed the car window, turned on the air conditioner, and then said to him angrily: "It's not that you don't know Lao Wu's personality, his character who can't tolerate sand in his eyes, since you know that Zhu Yuanrun is suspicious, don't investigate to the end." ”

"I understand the reason, but what ......"

"The man is out! Watched! Before Li Rusong finished speaking, I saw Zhu Yuanrun, accompanied by a staff member, walking out of the TV station slowly. So I quickly released the handbrake and reminded him to pay attention to the target.

Li Rusong was excited, put away his lazy state, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of Zhu Yuanrun.

After a while, a black nanny car stopped in front of Zhu Yuanrun, and after a few words with the staff who saw him off, he immediately got into the car directly.

I asked Li Rusong to take a photo of the license plate, and then stepped on the accelerator and followed after the nanny car drove out of the TV station square first.

After leaving the TV station, I deliberately separated two cars and followed behind unhurriedly.

Li Rusong saw that I was acting cautiously, and said with some unaccustomedness: "Old Chengha, are you too careful?" It's just an old man, you need it! ”

"Be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, don't capsize in the gutter."

Although I said this in my mouth, the thoughts in my heart were actually similar to Li Rusong, and I also thought that there was no need to pay as much attention to Zhu Yuanrun, but it was just a habit that I had developed over the years, so I reflexively did that.

But sometimes things don't just look at the surface, and just when we thought the task would be done with ease, the babysitter car was a different story.

"Mr. Zhu, the off-road vehicle behind has been following us for almost half an hour."

Zhu Yuanrunan sat on the sofa chair and said to the driver disdainfully: "Hmph! Whatever they go, it's nothing more than some tabloid reporters who are full of food and have nothing to do, let them follow. ”

The driver looked at the SUV through the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll just go back." ”

"Well, don't worry, open as usual." After instructing the driver, Zhu Yuanrun lowered the back of the seat a little, and then began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Perhaps because of his age, he quickly fell asleep, and once again returned to that unbearable era in his sleep......

"Xiao Zhu, why are you so late today?"

As soon as Zhu Yuanrun locked the 28 bars, he heard someone shouting behind him. Looking back, he found that it was Zheng, the deputy squad leader of the workshop, so he forced out a smile and said to him: "Hehe, Zheng squad leader is early." There are a lot of cars on the road today, and it is congested, so you must pay attention next time. ”

Lao Zheng Pi said to him with a smile: "Forget it this time, don't let me catch your pigtails again." After saying this, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, hummed an unknown song, and walked towards the workshop.

Looking at his back as he walked away, Zhu Yuanrun spat on the ground with a gloomy face, and said hatefully: "MD! It's no fart to have a son. Eyes of the old coffin! ”

After changing into work clothes in the locker room, he first went to the staff canteen for a free breakfast, and by the way, he hid two steamed buns, ready to take them home for his wife and daughter to eat after work.

After breakfast, Zhu Yuanrun slowly returned to the workshop, and the workers pulled the skin while grinding the foreign workers, and finally stayed up until half past eleven at noon, he directly dropped his labor gloves and rushed to the big canteen, and solved the lunch like a starving ghost reincarnated.

However, he ate only the rice, but kept the vegetarian vegetables and a soy sauce egg, and carefully put them in the aluminum lunch box. Looking at the two steamed buns and eggs in the lunch box, Zhu's round eyes were inexplicably moist, and the corners of his mouth were smiling with a vague smile.

After the lunch break, he went back to the workshop to mix up the time, and it was not until half past three in the afternoon that he regained some energy. After taking a shower in the staff bathroom and chatting with his co-workers in the locker room for a while, Zhu Yuanrun left the workshop directly and hurriedly rode the 28 bar to his home.

When he returned home, he took out the soy sauce egg lunch box as soon as possible, and then took his daughter to her lap and sat down, breaking it one by one and feeding it to her mouth.

Seeing this scene, the mother-in-law came out of the kitchen and said angrily: "It's almost dinner, and let her eat eggs, and she won't be able to eat later." ”

Zhu Yuanrun put down her daughter, pulled her mother-in-law over, stuffed the remaining half of the soy sauce egg into her mouth, and said to her happily: "Okay, okay, don't give it to our daughter, then you can eat it." ”

The mother-in-law half-pushed and half-ate the egg on the spot, then gave Zhu Yuanrun a blank look, and went back to the kitchen to be busy with dinner.

After the mother-in-law left, he looked at his watch and felt that it was still early, so he shouted to the kitchen, "I'll go out for a walk and come back in a while!" Then he turned and walked out of the house.

After leaving home, Zhu Yuanrun wandered aimlessly on the streets, looking at the depressed merchants on the roadside, his mood suddenly became heavy. Two years of natural disasters have brought the country's fragile smallholder economy to the brink of collapse. Although the residents of the city can still live half-dead, I have heard that there is a phenomenon of changing children and eating in some places in the countryside.

Sighing helplessly, Zhu Yuanrun took out half a pack of Pegasus brand cigarettes from his trouser pocket, lit them with a foreign fire, took a deep breath, and continued to walk forward.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly saw a group of people in front of him, gathered in a circle and didn't know what they were doing, so he walked over quickly with the mentality of watching the excitement.

Squeezing away the few people in front of him, he tried to put his neck into the crowd, and saw a sloppy old man with half of his face rotten, being pressed to the ground and beaten by two strong men with big shoulders and round waists.

The rotten face Lao Dao lay on the ground with his face covered in blood, and asked the onlookers for help in a hoarse voice. However, I don't know if it was because of the mentality that more things are better than less, or because I was afraid that the anger of the two strong men would affect the pond fish, and none of the people present stood up to lend a helping hand to him.

A few minutes later, maybe the two strong men were tired, so they left behind the rotten face of the old man who had less air in and more air, patted his buttocks, and left the scene with a scolding.

The crowd of onlookers saw that there was no excitement, and then dispersed in a hurry. However, Zhu Yuanrun did not leave, but helped the rotten old Taoist up from the ground and asked him with concern: "Daoist, are you okay?" Do you want me to call an ambulance for you? ”

The rotten face Lao Dao wiped the blood on his face, panted and said to Zhu Yuanrun: "It's okay, thank you little brother, I can't repay my ghost face, so I'll send you a hexagram." ”

Zhu Yuanrun was amused by the rotten old way, thinking that this bull's nose had just been beaten, and he was thinking about pulling business. But seeing that he is old and injured, it is indeed quite pitiful. Then the good man did it to the end, took out five cents from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand, and said to him: "I said long, you can take this money to buy two steamed buns to deal with it, fortune-telling will be exempted, I don't believe that." ”

The rotten-faced old Taoist listened to his words, felt that he had been greatly insulted, and immediately stuffed the money back to Zhu Yuanrun, and said to him angrily: "Although I am not from a famous family, I still know some people and sophistication, little brother, do you look down on the old man?" ”

His half-half face, which was already terrifying enough, was now covered in blood and angry, not to mention how terrifying it was.

Zhu Yuanrun swallowed his saliva, quickly took back the money, and said to him in a good voice: "What's that, it's the Ghost Face Dao Chief, right?" I don't mean that, I really don't believe in fortune telling. ”

The rotten old man didn't listen to his explanation at all, and pulled his clothes regardless of it, shouting: "That's not good! The old way can't break his own rules, you have to count it today, and you have to count it. ”

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhu Yuanrun couldn't cry or laugh a little, and suddenly felt like his wet hands were dipped in dry flour. sighed helplessly, and said to him: "Then there is a labor chief." ”

As soon as Zhu Yuanrun's voice fell, the rotten face of the old man seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, and said with a bit of a fairy style: "It's easy to say, since the little brother gives me face so much, if I don't give you a good calculation, it will be too unusual." ”

If it weren't for his ragged clothes and blood-stained face, Zhu Yuanrun might have been bluffed by him. But this is the case, and he can only follow the words of the old man with a bad face: "Okay, I don't have much time, and I have to go home for dinner in a while, so please go faster." As he spoke, he reached over his left hand.

The rotten-faced old man rolled his eyes at the sky, slapped his hand away, and then said while circling around him: "You think I'm the kind of charlatan who only reads palmistry!" This sect is good at observing qi, people are the spirits of all things, and people who are not have different qi in their bodies, such as you...... Well? ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped spinning in circles, stroked the sparse beard on his chin, frowned and muttered: "Hey~ There is still such a thing? W-That's incredible, isn't it? ”

Although Zhu Yuanrun didn't believe him, when it came to his own affairs, he was instinctively aroused by his curiosity, and then asked with some doubts: "Dao Chief, what did you see?" ”

The rotten face glanced at him faintly, and said with some confusion: "I shouldn't have said this in the first place, but since I took the initiative to tell you the fortune, then it is not my style not to say it." Maybe it's providence......"