Zhou Xiaohua hid behind the door and heard the man chatting with Lin Yiyi, and then left.

From beginning to end, his nerves were so tense that he didn't even hear his sister and grandmother shouting.

Zhou Xiaofei was angry, Dong Dong Dong stepped forward and slapped his brother on the shoulder.

"Brother, what are you doing?!"

Zhou Xiaohua was startled, turned around and smiled awkwardly. Under the light, his forehead was covered with crystal sweat.

"Let's go, grandma is waiting for us to eat!" Zhou Xiaofei said.

"Oh."

The two siblings washed their hands and sat down at the table.

The elderly grandmother looked at a pair of sweet-hearted babies with a smile, especially Zhou Xiaofei, from her granddaughter, she seemed to see her youthful self.

Grandma is not one of those ordinary old women in the factory, even if her hair is full of silver threads, at a glance, she is still gentle and beautiful, and everyone looks beautiful.

She is indeed a beautiful girl, born in a scholarly family in the old society, and after the transformation, she became the master of the new society.

My grandmother's only daughter gave birth to this son and a daughter, and now she often accompanies her and becomes a consolation in her twilight years.

No, my grandson, who works in the Second Light Bureau, has simply moved back recently!

"Eat, eat more!" Grandma sandwiched a piece of braised pork for him.

"Mmmm, grandma, you eat too." Zhou Xiaohua said.

Grandma really looked at it and became more and more happy.

"Our Hua'er is already a young man, sensible and handsome, and he is still a cadre. Hey, it's a blessing who will marry you in the future. By the way, my old sister said that she wanted to introduce you to someone. ”

"Grandma, I'm still young, I'm not in a hurry to get married."

Zhou Xiaohua's face flushed, and he was embarrassed to bury his head in picking up rice.

"Grandma, don't worry about him."

Zhou Xiaofei intimately helped her grandmother cut a piece of vegetables into small pieces and put them in her bowl.

"What's wrong?" Grandma asked curiously.

Zhou Xiaofei said: "My brother seems to be in love recently......

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Xiaohua hurriedly defended in vain.

Grandma saw that her grandson had a good temperament, especially her sister, and she would never say anything heavy to her sister. If you talk like this today, you must have been poked in the center.

She smiled and said, "When people are old, they should fall in love and get married, it's nothing." The point is, is the girl good? Don't let people down, and don't be deceived. ”

"It's right next door, Grandma should have seen it......"

Halfway through the words, Zhou Xiaofei's mouth was stuffed with a piece of braised pork.

"Can't you be mouthed by imported goods?" Zhou Xiaohua complained, "I've eaten it all, give me another bowl!" ”

He unceremoniously handed the rice bowl to his sister.

Zhou Xiaofei stuck out her tongue at him, got up with a bowl and went to the kitchen to serve rice.

Grandma smiled and watched the two children make a fuss.

Click!

There was a crisp sound in the kitchen, and the old man's face suddenly changed, and he stood up tremblingly: "It's okay, Feifei......"

"It's okay grandma, it's just that the bowl is broken."

"Oh, if the bowl is broken, it will be broken, don't hurt your hands." Grandma said.

Zhou Xiaofei agreed, walked out with a rice bowl, and paused in front of her brother: "Eat!" ”

The deterioration of her sister's attitude made Zhou Xiaohua a little confused. He smiled wryly, "Which bowl is broken?" I've got to go back and pay homage to it......"

"It's the bowl next to that old-fashioned salt shaker." Zhou Xiaofei said.

Grandma's face changed imperceptibly, and neither of them paid attention.

……

Late at night.

Yang Weicheng has been wandering outside the compound.

He had already walked back and forth along this street seven or eight times, and the old man at the door was suspicious of him.

"I said, young man, aren't you a friend of Fei Fei? If you don't go to her, why do you keep wandering around the yard? ”

"It's okay, I'm just going for a walk, and I'll be gone in a while." Yang Weicheng said with a smile.

The old man still couldn't believe him, so he moved out of his stool and sat at the gate to stare at him.

Yang Weicheng took a look, this is not good, it will cause the old man to be bitten by mosquitoes. He waved at the old man and turned to leave.

But he didn't actually go far, and turned to another street, still outside the courtyard wall.

I can't do without it!

Lin Yiyi lives in this courtyard, and he is really not at ease.

I can't figure it out, when did this girl become so competitive?

He smoked a cigarette and saw that the road was becoming less crowded, after all, it was the 80s, when everyone's nightlife was far less colorful than it was decades later.

A tall and thin young man hurriedly walked from a distance, and when he saw Yang Weicheng, he was stunned for a moment.

But Yang Weicheng didn't notice him, and was thinking about the problem wholeheartedly.

The lad eventually passed him and turned the corner.

Time passed so quietly that before I knew it, it was more than one o'clock in the morning.

Yang Weicheng finished his last cigarette, stepped on the cigarette butt, and prepared to go back to the hotel.

It's far from the hotel, there is no bus, and he plans to run back. Sweat and take a shower, sleep comfortably until dawn, and then you may be able to figure out many problems.

As soon as he turned around, he accidentally kicked onto a pile of garbage.

This pile of garbage is there just now, some broken cans and rotten tiles, but they are not dirty.

Yang Weicheng felt sorry for the leather shoes he had just bought, and bent down to see if there were any scratches.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the back of the wall, and he wondered very much, who would make such a movement inside? And this location should be someone else's yard, right?

"Thief!"

His mind quickened, his hairs standing on end, and he stared warily at the place where the sound had come.

There was one more hand at the head of the wall, and then another, and then a head.

A man crawled out of the courtyard wall.

Click!

The thief had heavy feet, and he didn't know what he stepped on, and he made a big noise, which woke up the owner of the yard.

"Who?"

An old voice shouted.

Then Yang Weicheng heard the door ringing again, presumably the owner ran out to see the situation.

Quite vigilant.

Yang Weicheng didn't leave, and quietly hid in the shade of a tree.

When the thief saw that he had been exposed, he panicked even more, and hurriedly jumped over the wall.

The courtyard wall was at least two meters long, and he fell to the ground with a thud, almost falling to the ground.

However, he was obviously very experienced, and after a slight shake, he steadied, glanced back and forth, and prepared to escape.

Yang Weicheng suddenly rushed out: "Ha, I caught you!" ”

The thief was so frightened that the burden in his hand fell into the garbage heap, and something rolled out.

Yang Weicheng grabbed the thief's collar: "Follow me to the yamen!" ”

"Catch the thief!" There was a shout from within the courtyard wall, which alarmed the neighbors.

Everyone got up and opened the door to see what was going on.

This made the thief even more panicked, he pounced on Yang Weicheng and knelt down, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Big brother, please spare me, I don't want to do this either." My mom is sick and needs a lot of money......"

Yang Weicheng took a look, isn't this kid the same guy who passed by him before?

It seems that he is about the same age as himself, Yang Weicheng is actually a little soft-hearted, and he let go of his hand.

"Get out of here!"

In these years, the security management was quite strict, and if he was sent to the yamen, he would be sentenced severely.

Thieves are wrong, but if they can be reformed, it is also very good.

The young man got up, bowed to him gratefully, turned and ran away.

Yang Weicheng looked down at the things scattered on the ground.

In fact, it was a military schoolbag, and it was all brushed off. There was only a greasy jar inside, and when you looked closely, it turned out to be containing salt or something.

"Why did he steal this?" Yang Weicheng became curious, "Could it be that this is an antique?" ”

Ever since he met Old Man Fu, he felt like an antique when he saw any rags.

At this time, the large army of thieves in the compound had rushed out.

The men were the leader, the women were postponed, and twenty or thirty adults rushed out.

"Where is the thief?"

"Catch this grandson, you have to break his dog's legs!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and lashed out.

In these years, the neighborhood is much stronger than it was decades later, especially this kind of family home.

Yang Weicheng was standing under the street lamp, looking at the salt jar in his hand, and when he heard the noise, his heart suddenly felt cold.

When it's over, I let the thief go, wouldn't I be caught as a thief?

Sure enough, when everyone saw him, they immediately pounced on him and surrounded him.

"Guys, I'm not a thief......"

Yang Weicheng's explanation was so pale and weak, the big guys didn't listen to it at all. is about to scold the eighteenth generation of Yang Weicheng's ancestors from the grave.

"You're not a thief? Then I still say that I am the Jade Emperor! ”

"Hmph, looking at his thief's eyebrows, he must be a thief!"

"Yes, it's a thief, otherwise you can't afford to be a big brother!"

Yang Weicheng was speechless, and he admired the logical thinking ability of this group of people.

"How are you?" Suddenly, a startled voice came from behind the crowd.