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The final result was naturally true, and Zhao Yong hurriedly rode his bicycle back.

And Duan Liangyu's family and Yan Lang in the house were still chatting.

At this time, it was noon, and the Duan family was planning to have lunch, and after Zhao Yong left, they naturally tried their best to invite Yan Lang to get off the table and eat together, based on his intuition, he felt that these people were really Fang Hua's friends.

But Yan Lang and Zhou Xinyue both resolutely refused and didn't dare to eat. A table of big fish and meat, braised pork, braised carp, chicken stewed mushrooms, sauerkraut stewed white meat. This dish is hard, they really dare not put it down. However, Yan Lang was also sure in his heart that this must be Fang Hua's friend.

"Today is my daughter Duan Baozhi's birthday, let's celebrate." Duan Liangyu explained that their usual food is good, but it is by no means good to this extent, and it is not so easy for them to eat fresh meat, because there is really none. These catties of meat were still booked after inquiring for a long time.

And Duan Baozhi, the daughter brought by Zhao Dandan, now has Duan Liangyu's surname, he studied for a long time, and came up with a name that was favored when he heard it...

Zhao Yong came back, brought back the definite news, and warmly hugged Yan Lang and expressed his welcome. Friends of the eldest lady, don't dare to slack off!

Because the identities of Yan Lang and Zhou Xinyue were not mentioned in Feng Huaxin, Zhao Yong didn't dare to ask, but only asked them about their future plans, what job they wanted to find, and he could help arrange it. He is now mixing well in the "gray and white ways", and it is really no problem to arrange a few jobs.

"You don't have to look for a job first." Yan Lang said: "My family's ancestral dim sum craft, I am here to make dim sum for the young master. ”

The sentence "young master" made Zhao Yong and Duan Liangyu stunned for a moment, and glanced at each other, this is an honorific title? Or does he still not know that Fang Hua is actually a girl?

Whatever it was, the cautious Zhao Yong decided to keep a little more of his attitude towards these two people.

After eating, Zhao Yong took them to his new house. The house is built with three connected buildings, each with 3 large rooms, and the yard is also large, with more than two acres of front and back yards.

By the river, a desolate and uninhabited place, Zhao Yong took care of it again, not only was no one cared for it, but it had not been rented out. One of them he lived in by himself, and the other two were used as warehouses, and both warehouses were basically full at this time.

Not only is the house full, but the yard is also full of broken mahogany furniture, and the good ones are all in the house.

Yan Lang and Zhou Xinyue were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene.

"Brother Zhao, are you a carpenter?" Yan Lang asked.

"Haha, no, no, these are all put here by others." Zhao Yong didn't dare to say that it was collected for Feng Hua, he planned to wait for Feng Hua to come back and ask about the situation carefully.

Yan Lang obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't ask again. He had already guessed a few points, this is a master who specializes in upside-down furniture? But is there a market for this thing?

There are also various mahogany furniture in the house, but they are all high-quality. This house is now dedicated to storing mahogany furniture, and other good things are in Zhao Yong's own house, and some of the more expensive and large items, bicycles, televisions, etc., are all in another house, and they are watched by Qiao Yang at night.

Zhao Yong went to the next door to bring rice and firewood, and Yan Lang and Zhou Xinyue settled down.

"Big... When will the young master come back? Qiao Yang also followed suit, and when he saw that everyone had stopped, he couldn't help but come over and ask.

Zhao Yong glanced at him, he hadn't had time to explain the secret matter to him, but fortunately, this kid also had some brains, so he was not wrong.

"I really don't know about this, but Fang Hua said that he still has to go to the south and will come back in a few months." Yan Lang said.

"Hey!" Zhao Yong was a little worried, he was really worried, the things had already been sold out, he had been idle for 2 months and had no goods, he didn't work just for food, and he gained more than 20 pounds! His mother was frightened, thinking he was hungry and swollen.

Those who really starved to death were not emaciated, most of them were fat and fat, because of the edema of the whole body.

What's even more worrying is that Director Jiang came to ask him twice in three days. This winter not only came early, but the temperature was still low, and it was only in November, and the river was frozen, so it was foreseeable that this year was a cold winter, and the peasants' lives were even more difficult.

Director Jiang's help plan has been written several times, just waiting for Feng Hua to come back, the food is in place, and he can submit it!

Feng Hua got off the train on the morning of the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month after more than two months.

This trip to Guangxi was very unsmooth, according to the information and address given by Grandma Cai, Cai Jianjun, and Cai Yuanjun, she searched for a hundred miles and couldn't find it.

The troops had long since withdrawn and disappeared, and the garrison at that time was now just a ruin in a barren mountain, and the battlefield where Cai Quan died and the possible burial place were impossible to judge.

Feng Hua had the courage to go deep into the ground and found many mass graves, as well as dozens, hundreds, and thousands of people...... wanted to determine which one was Cai Quan, but she really couldn't do it.

In the end, in order to comfort Grandma Cai, I had to arrange a few beautiful Guangxi scenery for her...

Feng Hua sent telegrams to Cai Jianjun and Cai Yuanjun respectively, explained the situation, and set off for home. When passing through Beijing, I took Cai Jianjun with me. He is now the deputy director of a police station, and he has not taken a few months of leave, so he saves up until the end of the year and plans to go to see his grandmother with his annual leave.

Cai Jianjun was very excited when he got off the train, the weather was minus 40 degrees, and the goose feathers and snow flying all over the sky couldn't stop the heat in his heart, and he was finally going to see his relatives.

Because his mother has been cold to him since he was a child, his relationship with his mother is not affectionate, and the good memories of family affection in his childhood are even on Mrs. Cai, so Mrs. Cai is very close to him in his heart.

"But it's too cold!" Cai Jianjun roared through the thick scarf, not yelling for fear that Feng Hua next to him would not hear it.

The north wind is whining, snowflakes are flying in a mess, and the air visibility is no more than 10 meters.

Feng Hua remembered this heavy snowfall, this was the biggest snow of the year, it had been raining for seven consecutive days, and in her previous life, she didn't care about the danger and lit a fire in the cowshed. Anyway, no one comes to check this kind of weather, even if the cow dies and is lost, no one will come out to look for it.

If you come out, you will freeze to death. The visibility is so low, there are plains everywhere, there are no markers, you can't determine the direction when you go far, and when you find it, you will definitely freeze to death. Heavy snowfall is actually very dangerous, and few people go out of their yards in this kind of weather these days.

People who got off the train were confused, but fortunately this is the city, and you can still find a home along the road.

Feng Hua pulled Cai Jianjun's sleeve and took him to Duan Liangyu's house. She plans to prepare some New Year's goods to go home, without Cai Jianjun here, everything is easy to say, she can just change it out when she arrives at the door, with Cai Jianjun, she has to find a disguise.