Lao Huang thought for a while, and said with a smile: "That's the case, I'm an old friend of Director Tong, can you please call him, just say that Lao Huang is here." ”

As soon as they heard this, the faces of the two policewomen turned slightly red, and their arrogance disappeared.

The phone was connected, and soon a middle-aged fat man who looked like a police officer ran in from outside, looking about fifty years old, with a smile on his face as soon as he entered the door, and held Lao Huang's hand with both hands: "Master Huang! I'm finally seeing you again."

As he spoke, he was about to kneel, but was helped up by Lao Huang.

"Lao Huang, I have something to look for you today!"

"Oh? Master Huang, you ...... What's the matter with you? ”

"That's right, there was an earthquake in the village of my two apprentices, and the materials that can prove their identity are gone, and they can't open a household registration certificate, let alone get an ID card......

Director Tong's face changed, and he turned around and asked the two policewomen, "Who said this?" ”

The policewoman seemed to be afraid of Director Tong, and replied tremblingly: "This ...... That's the rule......"

"That's it! Don't worry about the regulations, the purpose of this regulation is also to prove your identity, hurry up and handle it! I'll take care of something. ”

"Good...... Okay, Director Tong. ”

When I saw the timid faces of the two policewomen, I was so happy that I couldn't help but want to clap my hands.

One of the female policemen hurriedly opened the household registration system and asked me and Wang Qianmo's names.

She first checked my household registration information, and after clicking for half a minute, she frowned.

"What's wrong, Wen Juan?"

"Strange! Director Tong, there is no such person. ”

"Is there a typo?"

I hurriedly explained: "The poplar of the poplar tree, the size of the small, the evil spirit. ”

The policewoman clicked on the keyboard a few more times, then shook her head.

Director Tong also frowned: "How can this be?" You...... You search for her again. As he spoke, he pointed at Wang Qianmo.

typed in the words "Wang Qianmo", but a few pieces of information were found, but it was only a person with the same name, and there was no Momo.

Director Tong's face changed, and he smirked at Lao Huang while glaring angrily at the two policewomen.

"Just find out the household registration information of their village and look for it one by one."

The female policeman searched Gufun Village according to the address, and after this search, her face was suddenly full of doubts, and there was no information about the villagers in this village in the household registration information database.

"Director Tong, I can't find it! The information of the villagers of Kofun Village has disappeared - it seems that someone has deleted it......"

This was heard by a few policemen who passed by the door, probably curious, and walked in as well.

After some discussion, everyone finally came to a conclusion: the only possibility of this situation is that the higher-level public security system has done something wrong, because they are the only ones who have this authority.

In the end, there was no way, Director Tong issued a household registration certificate for me and Wang Qianmo, promising to find out the reason as soon as possible.

After leaving the police station, Lao Huang said that he wanted to go to the bank.

In my mind, people like Lao Huang and Mrs. Mingyue must be poor and contented with poverty, but since I heard Lao Huang say that grandma has made a lot of money, I have dispelled this idea.

Lao Huang walked to the Agricultural Bank of China, turned his head to look at Mrs. Mingyue, and seemed to have gotten permission before going straight to the counter.

"Take 300,000!"

When Lao Huang said this, his voice was not loud, but the people around him quieted down in an instant, and they all looked at him.

The teller of the bank's business was also stunned and asked again how much to withdraw. Lao Huang is still categorical with three words: "300,000".

"Hello, this ...... The Taoist chief, there is a rule in the bank that each card can withdraw up to 50,000 yuan a day, and if it exceeds 50,000 yuan, you have to book it in advance...... "I can tell that the bank teller is trying to suppress the excitement on his face.

"I know the rules - it makes sense! But I also know another rule, that is, the upper limit of the daily withdrawal of customer service with a gold card is 500,000, little girl, you can see what kind of card this is! ”

The young bank teller looked down at the bank card handed over by Lao Huang again, and suddenly became discolored, stood up suddenly, and apologized repeatedly: "It's really ...... I'm so sorry! I...... Not...... Didn't see ......"

Lao Huang smiled lightly: "It's okay...... It's okay...... Just get me the money. ”

Soon two smiling bank clerks came out from behind the glass counter and helped us withdraw the money and put it neatly into the bag. When I left, I kept sending it out of the bank hall.

Lao Huang threw the money bag containing 300,000 yuan to me casually: "Take it, this is our living expenses for a long time in the future!" ”

I scolded secretly, very strange in my heart, 300,000 is not a small amount, where did they get so much money?

When I passed by the fried bun shop where I had just eaten again, I heard the sound of "crackling" and smashing things inside, mixed with the crying of a man.

When I turned to look inside, I saw seven or eight young men, who looked like two gangs, picking up the benches and plates in the shop and beating each other, and the owner of the restaurant was sitting on the ground with his face covered in blood, shouting loudly to persuade them to stop.

Seeing this scene, I admired Lao Huang even more sincerely, and saw that this old man did have two brushes.

Next, Lao Huang led us to buy a lot of daily necessities and things that I can't name, such as realgar, cinnabar and other messes.

I have a bag on my back, on my shoulders, and in my hands, and I am so tired that I am struggling, but Lao Huang seems to have the intention of purchasing a large number of people. I scolded in my heart, did this old Taoist priest move his mortal heart, why did he become a shopaholic!

It wasn't until 10 p.m. that Lao Huang shouted "Let's do this first" and reluctantly walked out of the mall.

Throughout the afternoon, Wang Qianmo just gently supported Mingyue Shibo, the two of them rarely spoke, and even the expressions on their faces rarely changed, looking really like a pair of masters and apprentices.

I know that Wang Qianmo has never been able to let go of Uncle Wang's disappearance, and it is the same for everyone else, the most tragic thing in life is to be separated from the yin and yang of the closest person, but she confesses to be weak, but her heart is extremely strong, and she is unwilling to show her sadness.

Looking at the time, Lao Huang stretched his waist, as if these things had been carried by him all along.

"It's almost time, let's change back to Giethoorn Mountain!"

Don't look at Lao Huang is an old man who is too old, but he has a lot of social experience, even better than me, a so-called college student, he stopped a black pickup truck, negotiated the price, and let me load the car.

The pickup truck is a two-row seater, Wang Qianmo and I sit in the back row, and Lao Huang and Mingyue Shibo sit in the front row to recognize the way.

The car drove for a while, I tried a few times, but I still had the courage to hold Wang Qianmo's hand, she just trembled slightly, and did not struggle, and my heart suddenly blossomed.

It is a pair of weak and boneless hands, very soft and smooth.