Jiang Meifeng is a simple and simple peasant girl, and she couldn't imagine how Jiang Mi, who had never been to the town, could know the director of the town's police station.

Seeing Jiang Mi looking like she was holding a wisdom pearl, Aunt Jiang immediately breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't dare to deal with the public security.

Tie the hemp rope on the back seat of the car, Jiang Xiaogu told her little niece not to run around, looked back at the gate of the police station, and as if she had done something shameful, she pushed her bicycle and walked west with the flow of people rushing to the market.

Seeing that the figure of the sister-in-law disappeared completely, Jiang Mi cleared her throat, first whispered twice to try her throat, and suddenly opened her voice under the willow tree and shouted: "Sell green corn, sell fresh cornmeal!" ”

This voice really has the momentum of breaking the earth! The two magpies on the willow tree who loved each other were alarmed, fluttered their wings and ran to each other.

Although the location of the police station is the only way to enter and exit the market, and it is a prime location for stalls, no one dares to set up stalls in this vicinity because of the natural fear of the police station in the bones.

A little girl from Jiangmi's family, standing under the willow tree in front of the police station, setting up a stall and shouting, it was very eye-catching.

However, although the guide frequently looked sideways, no one dared to step forward and buy it.

Jiang Mi shouted for a long time, his voice was almost hoarse, and he still failed to attract a customer.

She was discouraged and used her strength to feed, planning to drag the stall in the direction of the stalls to the west to buy grain, when she heard a sneering laugh behind her: "You little girl is brave enough to dare to come to the police station to sell things!" ”

Jiang Mi was startled by someone behind her suddenly speaking, and when she turned her head to look, she saw a tall and strong man with a black face wearing a white police uniform, standing behind her like an iron tower.

The sword eyebrows that are almost the same as Nie Weiping's, and the face shape similar to Qifen, all indicate that this person is Nie Changhe, who she keeps saying that she wants to give away corn.

In his previous life, Jiang Mi also met Nie Changhe, at that time, Nie Changhe, who was in his fifties, was excluded from the position of deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and retired from the second line.

suddenly stopped taking care of things, and became a dispensable person in the unit, and the old man was very disappointed.

Seeing that others had already teased his grandson at his age, his two sons were in their thirties but had not yet given birth to a grandson, and he was sullen in his heart

In an unhappy mood, Nie Changhe made all kinds of angry with his sons, and liked to have a black face for everyone. However, only after Jiang Mi was coaxed by Nie Weiping to enter the door of Nie's house, the old man began to smile on his face.

At that time, in addition to worrying that it would not be easy for his eldest son Tieshu to bloom, Nie Changhe also liked Jiang Mi's coolness that was different from ordinary girls, so he naturally didn't show Jiang Mi's face.

Jiang Mi is really not afraid of Nie Weiping at all. The old man was so funny, he was afraid of losing when he played chess with her, and he even did something about stealing chess pieces.

"Uncle Nie, early, I'm not afraid that I will be bullied if I buy it somewhere else."

"Huh, you know me?"

Nie Changhe was surprised.

Nie Changhe had just come down from the southern battlefield last year and changed jobs, and his body was full of a bad aura that was different from ordinary people, and the scar left by shrapnel scratches on the peak of his eyebrows, ordinary children could cry when they saw him.

But today, this little girl, who is obviously strange and has never met before, has a familiar smile from beginning to end, which makes Nie Changhe feel rare.