Rebirth of the Flying Era

Chapter 53

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when Du Fei left Chen Zhongyuan's house.

Although Chen Zhongyuan and his wife finally confiscated the big yellow croaker, the final result was better than he expected.

Not only did the investigation into the sale of the Li family's house come to an end, but also the attitude towards Jiang Donglai was clarified.

Moreover, the safe release of clues involving enemy agents allowed Chen Zhongyuan and his wife to understand his intentions, further strengthening the binding relationship.

In the end, it was just right to show a keen sense of smell and make an accurate judgment on the future situation only by radio and newspapers.

The last point alone made Chen Zhongyuan and his wife look at Du Fei with admiration.

If it was said that the last time Du Fei came to the door, they only made their eyes shine, but this time they were shocked.

Moreover, as time goes by and the situation further ferments, Du Fei's status in their hearts will also rise.

This is exactly what Du Fei hopes to see.

From today on, in Chen Zhongyuan and his wife's heart, Du Fei is no longer the wandering young man who came to the door at night for help.

Thinking of this, Du Fei couldn't help but smile.

Xiao Wu, who was sitting on the back rack of the bicycle, also let out a 'meow' at this time.

Du Fei patted its furry head: "Go, let's go home!"

As he spoke, he pedaled his bicycle and rushed into the night.

But Du Fei didn't really go home, but turned a corner on the way and came to the street office.

At this moment, it was dark in the street office, except for the light in the house of the guard, Uncle Feng.

Du Fei propped his bicycle up at the gate and knocked on the guard room.

Uncle Feng had no expression on his face. He opened the door and glanced at Du Fei, and said in a hoarse voice: "Men, why are you wandering around if you don't sleep with me in the middle of the night?"

Du Fei laughed and said: "Uncle Feng, I'm in a hurry, you can check on Sun Lan, where does Aunt Sun's house live?" He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over: "I respect you."

Uncle Feng looked at the Qianmen Cigarette in Du Fei's hand, curled his lips and said, "Take it~Take it~I'm a bad old man, you have a fart to play with me."

Du Fei said with a slightly serious face: "You came back from Bangguo in [-] years, you are a real man, a fighting hero, can't I admire you?"

Hearing this, Uncle Feng had a strange expression on his face. He stretched out his hand to grab the cigarette Du Fei handed over, and turned around to take back a blue hard-covered book.

Here are the home addresses of all the staff of the Sub-district Office.

There are no phones or cell phones these days, so if there is something urgent, I can only go to my house to find it.

Du Fei found Sun Lan's name, took a quick look at the address, and returned the big book: "Thank you, Mr. Feng, I will honor you with a pack of Zhonghua next time."

Uncle Feng didn't say anything, and closed the door with a bang.

Du Fei didn't care, and went to ride his bicycle on his own.

Don't look at Uncle Feng looking old and scumbag, but Du Fei accidentally discovered after going to work that his real age is only in his 40s, a second-level combat hero, and was received by a great leader.

But because of the trauma of the war, he couldn't adapt to the new life, he couldn't fit in with ordinary people, and he couldn't get married.

I have been in a nursing home for the past few years, and the situation has improved in recent years, so I was arranged to do it in the street.

Although he is just a janitor, Uncle Feng enjoys the treatment of a 13th-level cadre, with a monthly salary of 155 yuan.

But he never wore a new dress, smoked the cheapest dry tobacco, and sent all his salary to the family members of the sacrificed comrades.

Du Fei did not agree with Uncle Feng's choice of such a life, but he admired it from the bottom of his heart.

But he will not deliberately help, because heroes like Uncle Feng, what they need is not pity, but respect and remembering.

It was already 09:30 when Du Fei got the address of Sun Lan's house.

He didn't care how late he was, he just rushed there by bicycle.

Sun Lan's family also lived in Dazayuan. Her lover Jiang Donglai worked in the rolling mill, but he was not assigned to the leadership's family building.

From this point alone, it is not difficult to see that Jiang Donglai, the deputy section chief, is really not doing very well in the unit.

But the courtyard house they live in is not bad, just looking at the bright and bright gate, the construction specifications are not low.

At this time, most of the people in the courtyard turned off the lights.

Sun Lan and Jiang Donglai live in the upper house in the middle courtyard, which is the best house in the entire courtyard.

Although Jiang Donglai is not good at working in the factory, the couple, a deputy section chief and a sub-district office, are definitely prominent figures in this yard.

As soon as Du Fei pushed his bicycle into the gate, he was shouted: "Hey, what are you doing! The black light is on fire, what are you rushing into?"

An old man in blue clothes pushed the door and poked his head out from a dark room, watching him vigilantly.

Du Fei immediately replied: "Hi, sir, I'm from the sub-district office, and I'm looking for Sun Lan of the Intermediate People's Court for work."

When the old man heard Du Fei calling out Sun Lan's name and claiming to be a colleague of the street office, he relaxed his vigilance and let people in.

Du Fei pushed his bicycle through the two hanging flower doors, came to the door of Sun Lan's house, and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" A loud male voice came from inside the room.

"I, Du Fei from the street office." Du Fei revealed his identity, and a woman's voice came from inside: "Oh, Xiao Du, wait a moment!"

Followed by a flurry of movement.

After a while, Sun Lan opened the door, looked at Du Fei strangely, let him in, and asked, "Little Du, what's the rush, why are you here so late?"

Behind Sun Lan stood a hulking man with a mustache and a long scar on his left face from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, making him look particularly tough.

Du Fei has never met Jiang Donglai, but if Sun Lan didn't steal the man, then this man undoubtedly did.

Du Fei laughed and said, "Aunt Sun, I'm taking the liberty, but something has happened, I won't be able to sleep if I don't come here!"

Sun Lan knew that there must be something wrong with the door at this time, so she let Du Fei in and introduced Jiang Donglai.

Du Fei hurriedly shook hands with Jiang Donglai: "Uncle Jiang, I just came out from my third uncle's place. In fact, I came here so late. I have something to ask for your help."

Jiang Donglai was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, isn't Du Fei's third uncle that Deputy Chief Chen?
Now that Du Fei came out from Chen Zhongyuan, he asked him for help. What does this mean?
It was him who had caught Chen Zhongyuan's eyes, and it was a response to his active approach!

However, this response is implicit and indirect.

After Jiang Dong came for so many years, he had already become an old fritter. He understood that Chen Zhongyuan's attitude was not to accept him, but to give him a chance.

But for Jiang Donglai, who has wasted half his life, this opportunity is also precious.

In fact, Jiang Donglai's starting point was not low. He was transferred from the army at the beginning, and he was the deputy section chief in the past five years.

Reluctantly, he missed a step, offended someone, wasted many years, and is still standing still.

Not surprisingly, that's it. If you want to go further, it is basically impossible, unless you have the help of noble people.

(End of this chapter)