"Huh!" Zeng Zhi smiled a little bitterly and self-deprecatingly, and shook his head, as if some bad emotions had also been shaken off, and the discomfort of suppressing his heart just now was quieter.

Zeng Zhi thought funny, what's wrong with him? Suddenly becoming sentimental?

The past is long gone. Many things, once missed, there is no chance of recovery.

It's like this street, and there are many, many more old houses on the other side. Demolished, is demolished.

People can't live in memory forever, everything has to be on the bright side.

This newly built road is also very good, at least clean and wide enough. According to the location, there must be a high-end community built over there, and the demolition households should have received enough money.

By the way, the demolition in the old alleys of the magic capital will rarely cause the demolition households to suffer big losses. It's no joke to tear out a large number of multimillionaires.

What's more, although Qin Xuefang's parents are not powerful figures, they are by no means the kind of low-level people who are bullied, they are all people in the system. Her father was an ordinary civil servant who worked in the local neighborhood office; Her mother was a prison doctor at Wusong Prison.

With such an identity, he will definitely not be bullied.

………………

Shaking his head, he put aside some of the mess in his head. The street lamp emitted a very cold white light, and Zeng Zhi slowly paced forward to see if he could find a supper restaurant or something.

After walking a few dozen meters, you can see a row of brand-new storefronts, and your eyes sweep past one by one.

Suddenly, Zeng Zhi was stunned for a moment. It was a small window in the middle of the bustling storefront, very inconspicuous, and the name was very ordinary, just Fan Ji Pastry.

But it was such an ordinary storefront, but it made him stop here, and his eyes were slightly trance-like.

On this street, the last time he came with Qin Xuefang, there were also Fan Ji pastries. However, it was a couple pushing a cart on the side of the street. Pastries are very popular, but Zeng Zhike doesn't like to eat such sweet and slimy things.

The reason why he remembers it very deeply is because when she was with Qin Xuefang, she mentioned her hometown the most was this pastry. Then that time he followed Qin Xuefang to her house, and the first food she bought for him was the pastries from this pastry shop.

Almost uncontrollable, Zeng Zhi walked to the pastry window. When I stopped, there were several little girls buying pastries.

Zeng Zhi's eyes swept inside, and he saw a middle-aged couple in their forties and fifties, one was making pastries and the other was selling.

Sure enough, there are some familiar faces, that is, compared to the beginning, the couple is much older, but the stable and happy expression in the eyebrows is more than before.

After Zeng Zhi saw a few little girls leave, he leaned to the window and shouted, "Sister-in-law Fan, bring me a jujube cake." ”

Many people think that the husband who is making pastries is surnamed Fan, but only those who are familiar with it know that it is actually the proprietress of this pastry shop whose surname is Fan.

The middle-aged woman said with a smile: "Okay, young man, you are lucky, the last jujube cake." ”

Sister-in-law Fan, who already had a lot of wrinkles, pretended to be pastries and handed them to Zeng Zhi with a smile, but when she noticed Zeng Zhi, she said strangely: "Huh? Mr. is very fresh, how do you know that my name is Sister-in-law Fan? Hehe, it's still the old price, eight yuan. ”

Old price? I remember that the old price was two dollars and a half.

Zeng Zhi smiled, did not speak, and when he took the jujube mud cake and was about to pay the bill, a neutral and clean voice sounded in Zeng Zhi's ears: "Sister-in-law Fan, give me a jujube mud cake." It's hard to get off work after working overtime now, and I don't like to eat instant noodles, so I'm starving to death. Or your pastries here are delicious, pure natural without coloring, especially the jujube paste cake is the best, sweet and glutinous. ”

"It turned out to be Officer He, you haven't been here for a few days...... Sister-in-law Fan greeted the visitor warmly, but the next moment, her face was stunned, and she said to the visitor with some embarrassment, "Ouch, the jujube paste cake is gone." Officer Ho, this gentleman just bought the last one. Why don't you switch to something else today? The recently made kumquat paste is sweet and sour, why don't you have one? ”

"Huh?" The person who came frowned unabashedly and shouted, with a disappointed face, and aimed his eyes at Zeng Zhi.

As soon as he saw that he was still holding Zhang Shiyuan in his hand and was ready to pay the bill, he hurriedly said: "Sir, can you give me this jujube mud cake, I will pay ten yuan." ”

Zeng Zhi glanced back and saw that the person who came was indeed a female policeman. This policewoman is tall and slender, with a full 1.75 meter appearance, and her skin is not too white, but it is a healthy pale wheat color, as pure and shiny as ivory.

This is already very attractive, and what is even more surprising is that this female policeman is very hot. The straight black police uniform, not only could not cover her convex and backward curves, slender legs, but also added a bit of her energetic heroic posture.

Looking at her appearance, like most men, Zeng Zhi couldn't help but think about it.

Beauty in uniform has always been very charming, and even a well-informed person like Zeng Zhi has to admit that this female policeman is a rare beauty, and she is still a pure natural, no plastic surgery, no cosmetics retouched beauty.

………………

As a beautiful woman with an extremely outstanding appearance and figure, she must have been used to being seen in her life.

He Wenjing is no exception, being stared at by men, that is a very normal thing.

But being stared up and down with such direct and undisguised eyes, and her eyes were still shining, was enough to provoke her already not very good temper.

This kind of direct and obscene look, she can tolerate it a little when she is not wearing a uniform. However, when wearing this police uniform, patience drops by several scales.

Because she could easily deduce something from the minds of shameless and obscene men, such as uniform charm or something.

Fortunately, when she was wearing a uniform, there were really few bold lords who dared to look at her beautiful figure so unscrupulously, it was no different from teasing the tiger, and the consequences would be very miserable.

But in this evening, such a presumptuous "best character" appeared!

If it weren't for Gu Nian's "hijacking" of a piece of his favorite jujube paste cake in his hand, and because he didn't have time to come because of overtime work one after another, he was hungry for several days, and she couldn't say that she had already started to go crazy and was ready to make this person suffer a little.