Chapter 8: Visiting at Dark

After Du Fei left, Mrs. Jia Zhang's fat face immediately poked out of her door and said slyly, "I'll just say that silly boy doesn't have any intentions!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the pile of rags triumphantly, stretched out his hand and pulled out two large pieces of cloth that still looked very strong.

"Hey, if you use these two pieces of cloth tightly, it's enough to make a shirt for Bangge."

"Mom~" The pretty widow lowered her voice, with a somewhat dissatisfied tone, "Please lower your voice so that others can hear you. What have I become?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and glanced at her daughter-in-law with disdain, "Huh, don't be so arrogant to me. How many years have you been in the factory and you are still a first-level worker? If you put more thought into the factory, now you are a The monthly salary is more than thirty yuan.”

Qin Huairu suddenly felt helpless and aggrieved.

She took over the shift at the steel rolling mill just to catch up.

A young widow who was born in a rural area and had not gone to school for a few days. She had no knowledge in her head and no strength in her hands. It was strange that she could handle the machine tools in the workshop with ease.

Du Fei returned home and didn't make dinner anymore.

Just drink hot tea, eat a few snacks bought during the day, wait until half past five, change clothes and go out.

First go to the front yard and knock on the door of the third uncle’s house.

"Who is it?" the third aunt asked loudly.

"I'm Xiao Du in the backyard." Du Fei responded and opened the door directly.

They were eating in the house, but he didn't go inside. He said at the door, "Third uncle, I'm in a hurry tonight. I'd like to lend you my bicycle."

The third uncle deserves to be called Yan Laokou. When he heard that he wanted to borrow a bicycle, he immediately became furious.

That was his treasure. Before he could swallow the dough in his mouth, he was busy refusing. Unexpectedly, Du Fei smiled and took out fifty cents from his pocket, "I know your rules, so I won't borrow it in vain."

The third uncle narrowed his eyes and immediately swallowed the words that came to his lips. He smiled and went to get the car keys, while reminding, "You are fooling around in the dark, so be careful."

"Okay

, Third uncle, don’t worry, I guarantee that the jade will return to Zhao intact. Du Fei vowed to take the key, "You eat, I'll leave first." "As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the bicycle parked at the door, kicked up the ladder, and pushed it out of the door.

The north wind was howling on the street, and there was probably a cold wave coming, and the temperature dropped significantly as soon as it got dark.

Du Fei grabbed the cold handlebar, regretting not wearing gloves.

The distance from the Siheyuan to the municipal bureau family compound was not very close. Fortunately, the road was deserted at night and the bicycle was kicked up high. It took more than half an hour to finally reach the destination.

Du Fei didn't know where his 'third uncle''s family lived, so he simply came directly to the gate.

There were guards here, and when they noticed that Du Fei was unfamiliar, they immediately cheered up.

"Hello, comrade!" Du Fei stopped two or three meters away and said with a smile, "I have something urgent to call Chen Zhongyuan from the Public Security Department. Can you help me contact him? That's my third uncle."

Even though this guard was on guard duty, he was also part of the public security bureau's logistics staff. All the leaders in the bureau were probably aware of this.

When I heard Chen Zhongyuan's name, he was from the Public Security Department, so he must be Deputy Director Chen.

He looked at Du Fei carefully and saw that he was tall and upright, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and brand-new leather shoes. He was also very respectable and did not look like a gangster.

Even so, it is impossible to just let people in.

The guard asked Du Fei's name, went back to the guard box and made an internal call to Chen Zhongyuan to confirm, and then let Du Fei in.

The compound is full of red brick residential buildings newly built after the founding of the People's Republic of China. There are six buildings in front and back. The distance between the buildings is very large, and the entire compound occupies a very large area.

Chen Zhongyuan's home is on the third floor of Unit 4 of Building 3.

Du Fei parked his bicycle downstairs and carried

Stuff goes upstairs.

When we got to the third floor, the door on the left was open. Standing in the door was a very beautiful young woman in her thirties.

Seeing Du Fei coming up, the young woman looked him up and down and said with a smile, "Xiao Fei, in the past ten years, you have become so tall!"

Du Fei realized that this must be Chen Zhongyuan's wife. He quickly called his third aunt and handed over the gifts of tobacco and alcohol. At the same time, he also recalled some memories deep in his mind.

This third aunt is called Shen Jingya. She has a special background. Before liberation, she was the concubine of a big capitalist. She was two years older than Chen Zhongyuan. When they got married, there were a lot of twists and turns.

"You kid, come here as soon as you come. What else are you carrying?" Shen Jingya looked at the gift Du Fei brought and frowned.

Not too little, but too much.

With a complaint in his voice, he turned back to the room and said, "Old Chen, look at this kid Xiaofei!"

At this time, Chen Zhongyuan also came from behind.

He was wearing a light blue pajamas. He was about the same height as Du Fei, and his appearance was about 60-70% similar.

Because he was not wearing a police uniform, Chen Zhongyuan at this time was a little less dignified than Du Fei's impression, and a little more handsome and gentle.

There were two children behind him, blinking their big eyes and looking at Du Fei curiously.

Du Fei grinned and called his third uncle.

"Let's talk home first." Chen Zhongyuan nodded, glanced at the gift, but said nothing else.

This building is different from the courtyard. It looks much cleaner.

The living room is fifteen or sixteen square meters. Although the floor is not tiled, it is painted with light green paint like the walls. There are sofas, coffee tables, and high and low cabinets.

The light is not an ordinary tungsten bulb, but a white fluorescent light.

Du Fei changed into his slippers and followed him to sit on the sofa.

Next, the spring under the buttocks is compressed, making a "squeaking" sound.

The third aunt was busy making tea and introducing the two children to Du Fei.

The boy is eight years old, named Chen Jianshe, and the girl is six years old, named Chen Xiaoxue.

The two children called Du Fei brother, but their eyes were fixed on the pack of White Rabbit toffee.

Shen Jingya took two candies and sent the two children to play in the house.

There were only three adults left in the living room.

Chen Zhongyuan got straight to the point and asked Du Fei what happened.

He came to the door late at night and brought gifts. It was obvious that he came for help.

In front of Chen Zhongyuan, Du Fei did not hide anything and told the whole story directly.

After listening to Du Fei's narration, Chen Zhongyuan and his wife showed incredible expressions.

Especially Chen Zhongyuan, he originally had a very ordinary impression of this "nephew", dull, timid, stubborn, and a little bookish.

But he didn't expect that at the critical moment, he actually showed extraordinary calmness and determination.

Chen Zhongyuan was silent for a moment, thinking carefully about the whole process, and then looked at Du Fei with interest and said, "You were bullied, why didn't you come to me earlier?"

Du Fei scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly, "That~ Third uncle~ I don't want to cause you trouble."

"Hmph! What trouble or not, I think you don't treat me as your third uncle as your own family." Chen Zhongyuan rebuked him with a bitter look, "You have been bullied to the point of being home, who will take care of you if I don't take care of you!"

Du Fei laughed foolishly and didn't respond to the question.

As for the saying of family, he didn't take it seriously. After all, the cousin is not a real uncle, there is a layer of relationship between the inside and the outside, not to mention that there has been little contact for more than ten years. Even if Chen Zhongyuan really has this relative in his heart, he will have to visit him often in the future to get close to him.