Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

"When are you going to the South?"

Ye Cheng asked with concern. In fact, Han Jingchuan was looking for Ye Cheng at first. He wanted brothers to go out together, but Ye Cheng refused. He has no interest in making money at all, and he has to deal with living people in business. most annoying.

Even if he could earn a mountain of gold a day, he would not be interested in it. It would be more comfortable to be a criminal policeman and deal with the dead.

Ye Cheng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, popped one out, lit it up and smoked it, spit out smoke rings one after another, he was very addicted to cigarettes, he smoked at least one pack a day, and sometimes handled cases all night, more than two packs .

"It's past New Year's Day."

Han Jingchuan turned his head to the side, frowned in disgust, and couldn't help but said, "Stop smoking, don't let the three of us be the first to report below."

Ye Cheng smiled indifferently, the smile shrouded in smoke became more lonely, he took a few puffs, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and said nonchalantly: "It may not be a good place down here."

He has long been indifferent to life and death, and it is good to go down after being so tired.

Han Jingchuan frowned a little bit. The reason why the three brothers became sworn brothers was because they shared a common psychological process. They all felt that life was boring. Before he met Su Mei, he didn't want to live either, and he could die anytime, anywhere.

But now he doesn't want to die, he wants to live well, after all, he has a wife.

And beside Su Mei, he can feel that it is good to be alive, the sky is so blue, the air is so fresh, the flowers are pretty, even though the trees in winter have no leaves, even the dead branches are pretty, and there are so beautiful and fragrant things , how beautiful this day is, you won't be able to see it when you die.

But seeing his brother's decadent appearance, Han Jingchuan's mood was not good again, he couldn't just see his brother go on like this.

"If you die, you won't be able to hear Chu Yin playing the violin."

As soon as Han Jingchuan finished speaking, Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little astonished, and he was also a little embarrassed, as if he was caught by his brother for doing bad things.

"I knew it a long time ago. Every night, I touch the back wall of Chu's house and listen to someone playing the violin. If you like Chu Yin, write a love letter to her. If you don't know how to write, I'll teach you." Han Jingchuan was very proud.

He discovered Ye Cheng's secret a long time ago. When Chu Yin didn't go to college, this guy would touch the wall of Chu's house every night. Every night before going to bed, Chu Yin would play a piece of violin. Leaving without a sound, this guy thought he was ignorant, hum, he couldn't hide it from him.

Ye Cheng's expression returned to normal, but his mood was not calm. He lit another cigarette subconsciously, and Chu Yin's pale and thin appearance appeared in his mind, just like bean sprouts that had never seen the sun, weak but strong , Even if a big rock is pressed, it can still sprout buds.

He actually didn't know how he felt about Chu Yin, did he like it?
It doesn't feel like it, he just simply likes to listen to Chu Yin's piano sound, the melodious piano sound can soothe his inner anxiety and give him more confidence in this world.

"Don't talk nonsense, just listen to the piano."

Ye Cheng took a few puffs, and threw most of the remaining cigarettes on the ground, crushing them with his feet.

Han Jingchuan scoffed, so many violin players, how could they only listen to Chu Yin?

It's clearly because I like it. The director said that when I like a girl, I want to see her every day, and I can't wait to be together every day. Ye Cheng goes to touch the wall of Chu's house every night. What is it not like?
"Chu Yin is pretty good. If you want to write a love letter, just ask me. I'll teach you!"

Han Jingchuan didn't persuade him too much, he didn't have that much patience, but for the sake of brotherhood, he was willing to teach Ye Cheng to write love letters for free, and now he is a master at writing love letters, better than Lan, even better than the director.

"Okay, okay, I've found a partner and my tail is going to heaven, so hurry up and find your Su Mei, I'm going to handle the case."

Ye Cheng rolled his eyes angrily, turned around and left, Han Jingchuan stopped him and talked about the man in the hat.

"It's suspicious. I've been following Bai Yuying all this time, and even caused an accident to put Bai Yuying on the list."

Han Jingchuan described the situation in detail. It was obvious that the man bumped into Bai Yuying's companion on purpose. Ye Cheng's face changed slightly, and he asked eagerly, "What does that man look like?"

"Around 160, thin and thin, between 50 and [-] years old, shabby and untidy clothes, unclean hands, wearing Jiefang shoes, a soybean-sized mole on the left side of the nose, sparse eyebrows, triangular eyes, single eyelid..."

Han Jingchuan described the man's appearance, and Ye Cheng's expression became more and more serious. He has been handling cases for many years, and his intuition is very keen. Although there is still no clue about the murderer, he just feels that the man Han Jingchuan mentioned is probably the cruel one. murderer.

Whether it is true or not, this man definitely has no good intentions towards Bai Yuying.

Of course, Bai Yuying is not a good person, but her husband died in the line of duty, and there is a one-year-old child, no matter what, he can't stand by.

"I'll check it out."

Ye Cheng memorized the man's characteristics, and punched Han Jingchuan on the shoulder, "Thank you!"

Han Jingchuan ignored him and rode away on his bicycle, but soon turned around and shouted: "Write a love letter to me!"

"Fuck you!"

Ye Cheng was so angry that he cursed and wrote a love letter, he and Chu Yin had nothing to do with each other.

And he has no intention of getting married. For a person like him, let's live alone, don't harm other girls.

There are still three days before New Year's Day, Su Mei's clothing store is doing very well, Zheng Chunyan can't do it alone, Su Mei can only help with some chores, and the idea of ​​finding a helper is getting stronger and stronger, but right now it won't be long It's really not that easy to find.

"It's okay, I'll just work a little longer tonight."

Zheng Chunyan gestured and said, with a somewhat complaining expression, Su Mei put her to bed at ten o'clock every night, but in fact she was not sleepy, and it would be fine to work for another two hours.

"No, the body is the capital of the revolution. You must go to bed at ten o'clock. I will find a helper."

Su Mei's tone was very serious. Zheng Chunyan got up at six o'clock in the morning and didn't rest from morning to night. She worked until ten o'clock in the evening. She worked at least twelve hours a day. live.

"Is this right? Chunyan Clothing Store, that's right."

There was someone talking outside the yard, the voice sounded familiar, Su Mei went out, and saw Yan Ming, pushing the cart and looking around at the gate, looking like a thief who came to the door to be a thief.

Yan Ming also brought a companion, who also enjoyed the flowers with him two days ago, his eyes lit up when he saw Su Mei, "Comrade Su, I am here to make clothes."

In order to see the beauty, he got out all the woolen cloth that his mother carefully collected, and now his mother doesn't know that the cloth is gone.

"Come in quickly."

Su Mei greeted them with a smile, and made tea for the two of them. Yan Ming entered the room, but he didn't see Han Jingchuan, so he felt relieved, talking and laughing with Su Mei.

"Measure the size first."

Su Mei took out the tape measure and asked Yan Ming to stretch out his hands. The three circumferences and the shoulder width had to be measured. Yan Ming stood up obediently and stretched out his hands. Su Mei was standing in front of him, so close that he could clearly see the beauty's long and curved hair. The eyelashes, as well as the white and tender skin, were so excited that my heart almost jumped out, and I really wanted to pinch them.