Chapter 252: Suspicion
It was only at this time that Xie Yuanjiu and Yao Wenjing found out that Yang Qishan hadn't left yet, didn't he ask for the address just now, and he wanted to go to the bosses who had been bullied by Gong Daicai before to understand the situation.
If you can buy a cheaper second-hand bicycle to go back, then dare to be kind, you must know that a new bicycle costs two or three hundred yuan, for Yao Wenjing and them, the investment is indeed a bit large.
Yao Wenjing immediately jumped over, and she was as cute as she looked.
"That's really great, thank you Uncle Yang, when you have time, we will come to your house to get it."
Yang Qishan raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was about 11 o'clock in the morning at this time, and now in the past, Lin Shuhua should also go home from work at the cotton mill, just in time for her to meet Xie Yuanjiu, these days, she chattered in front of him every day, and asked him to inquire where the young man in the newspaper was.
But after Yao Wenjing came to the newspaper to provide him with news clues that day, he didn't leave an address, and he didn't know, it was a rare fate, he was able to bump into Du's house today, he said that he wanted Lin Shuhua to see him, but she wished.
"Why don't you go now, just bring the bicycle, you can still ride it in the provincial capital for two days."
He looked at Xie Yuanjiu's injured leg, he was still walking with a little lameness, he just heard that his injury was also related to Gong Daicai's gang, and his heart was even more determined to bring these people to justice, and even planned to wait for the materials at hand to master more, if it reached the level of a crime, he would go to Zhong Humin to deal with this matter.
Yang Qishan's home is in the old town of Yangdu, a very large courtyard, this is an old house, it used to be the old house of the ancestors of the Lin family, and the government has only returned it to them in the past two years.
The house is antique, also wooden structure, or a small two-story attic, and the carved wooden pillars at the entrance look exquisitely carved.
Yao Wenjing walked here, and suddenly had the impression that after a few decades, this place has become a street for cultural relics protection, and the houses on this street are priceless.
Especially an old mansion like Yang Qishan's family.
Pushing open the courtyard door, there are more than a dozen rooms in the upper and lower floors, large and small, and there is a patio in the middle of the house, surrounded by pomegranate trees.
It can be imagined how big the Lin family was in the past, but it is also said that how could a family that could afford to open a cotton spinning factory before liberation be an ordinary family.
Yao Wenjing even fantasized that she would be happy if she could have such a small courtyard in the city in her life, and her hand brushed over the antique wooden pillars, and she couldn't help but admire.
"Uncle Yang, your family is so beautiful."
Yang Qishan smiled, to be honest, he still doesn't want to live here, colleagues in the unit always say that he is now engaged in capitalism, and there is a daughter-in-law who is a factory director at home, and he is under a lot of pressure.
"Sit down, I'll go to the backyard and push the bike out."
Xie Yuanjiu stood under the pomegranate tree, still a little cramped, remembering that Yang Qishan just gave them a bicycle for 50 yuan on the road, and he was still wondering if the bicycle was too old to be good, and even felt that it couldn't be ridden.
But now I see Yang Qishan wiping the dust on the bicycle from a towel in the backyard, the car looks brand new, and the permanent brand bicycle with two eight bars is sold for at least 280 in the department store.
Why would he be so kind to him and Jing Yatou?
This kind of goodness for no reason made Xie Yuanjiu's heart chuckle, the experience from childhood to adulthood made him involuntarily doubt everything, and he didn't want to trust anyone for no reason.
"Jing girl, do you think that this Yang Qishan is really good to us, it is a little abnormal, you said that such a good bicycle, why can it be sold for 50 yuan?"
Yao Wenjing was still wandering around the yard, thinking to herself how many people lived in this house as wide as Yang Qishan's house, but it seemed that many rooms were empty, and it was not popular at all.
When she heard Xie Yuanjiu's question, she let out a sigh, and it took her a long time to react.
"That's because Uncle Yang is a very good person, and you haven't seen Aunt Lin, she is also a very good person, I went to the newspaper that day, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been able to enter the door."
Xie Yuanjiu still felt that something was wrong, and whispered to her.
"Jing girl, let's be careful when we talk for a while, they don't have any other purpose."
As he was talking, Lin Shuhua came back from work on her bicycle, and when she saw that the gate of the yard was open, she was talking at the door from a distance.
"Lao Yang, it's so rare today, you also went home at noon?"