Wei Sanye and Wei Ming both know what He Yuzhu's father-in-law is.

As soon as he heard that his father-in-law had lost his money, he also realized that Lou Jingzhai was likely to be targeted.

Wei Ming didn't dare to say much about this kind of thing.

In his life, he basically only asked about his father, and he didn't have any interpersonal relationships.

Their old Wei family has become a clean white man in his generation.

"These days, the streets are in a lot of chaos.

Some young people came out in groups, and they didn't follow the rules.

So, there are a lot of things that we don't know. ”

Although Wei Sanye's words were implicit, He Yuzhu already understood:

Just this last sentence: There are many things that we don't know.

This "we" represents not Wei Sanye alone, but also those Buddhas and stubborn masters who have a good relationship with him.

"However, what is the identity of your father-in-law, someone who cares will know as soon as you ask.

At this time, it is still necessary to ask the public to come forward. ”

Fourth Master Wei can be regarded as showing He Yuzhu the way, and He Yuzhu immediately spoke:

"Thank you, Fourth Master, this matter has been reported to the police station.

However, you also know that my father-in-law was really scared, so I came here to run this trip. ”

Wei Siye smiled and didn't speak.

It's just that there is an obvious bitterness in that smile.

Red capitalists like Lou Jingzhai were all scared.

People like them, those who come from gangs, are even more ruthless!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have washed his hands and let his son learn the craft.

Coming out of Wei Siye's house, He Yuzhu rode his bicycle all the way home.

Not long after he entered the street, he saw a large convertible pass by him.

This is not a two-eight bar, it is a real off-road large convertible.

The one who drives this kind of car is either the army or the public security bureau.

He deliberately avoided it and continued on his way.

saw that Nagas suddenly turned around and caught up with He Yuzhu.

"Pillars."

In the back seat, someone was calling He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu didn't pay attention, thinking that he had heard it wrong, but when he saw the big open of Nagas stopped in front of him, someone called himself:

"Pillars."

He Yuzhu stopped his bicycle and looked at it, and it was his cousin-in-law, Bing Xiaobing, who called him.

"Hey, cousin-in-law, what are you up to?"

He Yuzhu was a little curious, this was the chief of the Investigation Department of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

I'm so busy on weekdays that I can't see anyone at all.

Bing Xiaobing smiled, the streets have been in chaos recently, and there have been several vicious murders.

However, they couldn't find any clues here, and his hair was almost gray these days.

"I was just about to go to the rolling mill, and I happened to run into you halfway."

The soldier smiled and glanced left and right:

"Get in the car and talk."

He Yuzhu followed and sat in the big open-top of the gas, and there were two young children on both sides of the door guarding around.

The soldier picked up a cloth bag thrown from the back seat and pulled out a handful of trolls from inside.

It's the kind I made, the stuff that fills steel balls for hunting.

He Yuzhu was taken aback, he had lived for so many years, and he had only seen this thing on TV in his previous life.

Now, this real guy is in front of his eyes, and his heart can't help but beat "poof".

"This ...... Brother-in-law, I treat you as my own brother-in-law.

We have no grievances and no hatred, you can't take me as a cousin! ”

When Bing Xiaobing heard this, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Okay, let's be serious, I'm going to let you see the barrel of the gun.

The general steel pipe can not stand the power of the trolls, although you are not in the workshop, but it is also a rolling mill.

Look, can you get this thing out of your rolling mill? ”

He Yuzhu took the trolls, took a closer look at the barrel, and touched it again.

"Brother-in-law, I don't understand this thing.

Since you don't want to go to the factory to check with great fanfare, I'll call someone who understands and ask, what do you think? ”

Hearing He Yuzhu say this, Bing Xiaobing narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Cheng, I'll be waiting for you at Uncle Li in the street office."

He Yuzhu nodded in response, knowing that Bing Xiaobing was afraid that there would be many people on the street and would be seen by people with a heart.

I got off the Gas open top and rode my bicycle back to the courtyard.

When I went home, my daughter-in-law woke up, and my mother-in-law also came over.

He took a sip of water, said hello, and went to the house of the master on the other side.

If you want to say what kind of steel pipes can be made in the rolling mill, who else can know better than the eighth-level fitter?

What is the concept of grade 8 fitter?

Summed up in eight words: hand file aircraft carrier, comparable to a machine tool.

Uncle Yi heard He Yuzhu say that he would accompany him to the street, and he didn't ask anything, and went out together.

He Yuzhu rode a bicycle and took an uncle, and after a while, he arrived at the street office.

Today, Sunday, there is no one in the street office.

Bing Xiaobing's big convertible did not know where to go, and he was talking to Uncle Li in the guard room.

Uncle Li ignored his love and only cared about smoking.

He Yuzhu walked into the guard room, smiled and took out a box of white cigarettes from his trouser pocket and put it on the table:

"Hey, Uncle Li, you can taste my good cigarette today."

This is China, the China of the white box.

There is nothing special about it, just the word "special supply".

Uncle Yi doesn't understand this, he just thinks it's a good box of cigarettes.

As soon as Bing Xiaobing saw this box of white China, he immediately became interested, and looked at Uncle Li with a hopeful face, and his face almost wrote:

"Uncle Li, if you don't want to, don't give it to me."

Uncle Li stretched out his hand to put away the cigarette and glared at He Yuzhu:

"Even if you kid has a conscience, if there is anything, say it quickly, I'll go yo-yo."

As Uncle Li spoke, the person had already left the guard room.

Bing Xiaobing also put the smile on his face, took out the troll, and handed it to the first uncle, so that he could take a good look.

Uncle Yi didn't know why, and his face was full of consternation.

He Yuzhu told him the identity of the soldier, and he relaxed a little.

Holding the troll, he touched the barrel of the gun, and immediately nodded:

"This is what our factory produces, and other branches can't do such a delicate work."

When Bing Xiaobing heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately thanked the first uncle:

"Comrade Yi, thank you very much, you can be regarded as a great help to us.

Please keep this matter confidential and don't tell anyone about it. ”

"Hey, comrade police, don't worry, I know the severity."

Uncle Yi nodded hurriedly.

Before leaving, Bing Xiaobing subconsciously glanced at He Yuzhu's trouser pocket, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.

"I'll bring such a box today, and I'll get you a box when I'm free tomorrow."

He Yuzhu is not stingy, anyway, there are at least a dozen of them in his space.

When I first cooked for a few old men, every family had a thank you gift.

"Cheng, then I'll wait."

When the soldier heard this, he immediately grinned.

On the way back with Uncle Yi, Uncle Yi couldn't help but ask:

"Pillar, the white box of China, is there something to say?"

That police comrade, but the head of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, how could he deliberately ask for a box of cigarettes?

PS: Ladies and gentlemen, smash a wave of tickets and come over.

Dabao has been taking online classes at home these days, and the author will add better next week, isn't it?