Don't panic, I'm good at picking up leaks!

Chapter 131 Porridge Bowl
Li Hai ran away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qin Fei had no choice but to turn around and go back to the house.

Third Grandma's illness is cured, but Qin Fei always feels uneasy.

After all, he is over 80 years old, and the spirit just now is definitely related to Sirius Mao.

Qin Fei quickly supported the third grandma: "You go to the kang and rest."

The third grandma shook off Qin Fei: "My old lady can't die, but that little heartless Liu Yuling, who ran to the city to enjoy the blessings, hasn't even seen her for a few days."

Qin Fei knew that his mother was no longer in the village, and the third grandma had no one to get along with, so he missed his mother.

He didn't want to talk about his father's illness, and worried the third grandma for no reason, so he said: "My mother always misses you, so I specially asked me to come back to see you."

Thinking that the old house was going to be demolished soon, he simply said, "I plan to give the two of them a home in Yucheng. If you are willing to come to Yucheng, I will help you then."

It's not that Qin Fei is willing to take matters into his own hands, the third grandma is lonely, if the house is really demolished, someone really needs to help her.

Judging from the fact that no one noticed her illness for so long, even the village chief is not very reliable.

Although the third grandma was getting old, she was still able to hear and see clearly. She immediately understood the meaning of what Qin Fei said.

Tears rolled in the eyes, but stubbornly refused to fall.

The old lady gritted her teeth: "It's really a moment and a moment. When the second army of the army and their father went to the front line to charge the battle, they spoke so nicely."

"It's good for these three bastards now, they're reunited in the underworld, and I'm the only one left..."

After cursing a few words, the third grandma sighed, and finally couldn't help showing her sad side: "Hey, if this house is demolished, the three of you just want to come back and take a look, but you can't find a place."

Dajun Erjun is the name of the third grandma's two sons.

Qin Fei felt uncomfortable, but he had no ability to control this matter, so he could only comfort him: "Third Grandma, the superiors will definitely make arrangements for you."

The third grandma probably didn't want people to see her vulnerable side. When she heard Tan Fei comforting her, she stood up and pushed people out: "You little brat, what do you know? Get out of here."

While pushing people away, the third grandma grabbed the money on the kang and stuffed it into Qin Fei's arms indiscriminately: "You bought today's medicine, right?"

"My old lady has plenty of money, so you don't need to pretend to be kind."

Lonely people are used to being strong, which is the disguise of the most fragile heart.

The youngest son of the third grandmother left with his father and brother at the age of 12. Since then, only the third grandmother is left in the family. No one can empathize with this kind of psychological suffering.

Therefore, although the third grandma's words were harsh, Qin Fei didn't take it seriously.

As he walked out, he instructed: "Put the radish-like medicinal material on the cabinet, cut it into thin slices and soak it in boiling water to drink every day."

"If you feel uncomfortable, go to Li Hai. He won't dare to leave you alone."

"If it doesn't work, just knock on the door of the village chief's house."

Before she could finish the last sentence, the third grandma closed the door with a bang.

Qin Fei had no choice but to leave.

Now that the third grandma recovered from her illness, there was no need for Qin Fei to stay.

He thought about it, and before leaving the village, he still went to the village chief's house, and said that he should pay more attention to the third grandma.

When Qin Fei exposed Yu's tricks in front of Qin's house and tried to prove his innocence, the village chief was also there.

It was Qin Fei's highlight moment at this moment, and the village chief was also proud of him, so he naturally agreed with him.

After Qin Fei left, the face of the village chief's wife was not very good: "How old are you? You have been the village chief for many years longer than that boy Qin Fei."

"What's so great about him, he even came here to point fingers, what!"

The village chief waved his hand: "When all the houses in this village are demolished, our money will be enough to spend our old age in the city, so I will not care about the affairs of this village."

"It's enough to make no mistakes before then."

"Qin Fei came here to remind me that the third grandma has no one to guard her mouth. I really need to go twice to keep her mouth shut."

"When the higher-ups came to dismantle it, they had to appoint someone to talk to her, and they would talk about anything else, and talk about nothing."

Of course, Qin Fei didn't know what was going on behind this.

It was completely dark by the time we finished.

He bought a ticket back to Yucheng, and when he returned to Yucheng, it was already past eight o'clock the next morning.

Fortunately, after a long sleep on the night train, I didn't feel sleepy.

Qin Fei went directly to the Gulan Police Station, reported that he was back, and then retrieved his documents.

After completing the formalities, Qin Fei took his documents and was about to go back. As soon as he reached the door, he heard someone calling him from behind: "Little expert."

When he turned around, it was Zheng Ding.

Zheng Ding took two steps over: "I know you are here to collect your documents. I just bought breakfast and brought you an extra one. You can leave after eating."

Qin Fei waved his hand: "No, what a shame."

Before he could finish his words, his stomach let out a loud growl.

I don't know if it was Qin Fei's psychological effect, but he felt that the cry was as if a loudspeaker was placed on his stomach.

Very embarrassing.

Zheng Ding laughed, "You must be hungry after a night's ride. Come on, why are you being polite to me?"

Qin Fei felt that it would be hypocritical for him to refuse any more, so he responded and walked to the tea break with Zheng Ding.

What Zheng Ding bought back was porridge and meat buns, and it looked really appetizing.

Zheng Ding pushed a bowl of porridge in front of Qin Fei: "Here, I always go here to buy breakfast, and I am familiar with the boss, so I brought the bowl back directly."

"It's convenient to use this way. You can just send it back later."

Qin Fei thanked him and took the bowl.

He was really hungry, the elders don't pay attention to chewing and eating slowly, they drank up a bowl of porridge in a few mouthfuls, and then ate two buns.

After finishing eating, Qin Fei took Zheng Ding's bowl as well: "I know the breakfast restaurant you mentioned, you should be busy, I'll just take it over.

Zheng Ding also thinks this method is good: "That's good."

Qin Fei took two porridge bowls, went out of the Gulan Police Station, went to the trash can, took off the plastic bag covering the bowls and threw them away.

His hand just touched the bowl.

The feel of the bowl below is slightly different from ordinary porcelain bowls used for serving rice, and it is very heavy.

It was also an occupational disease. Qin Fei raised the bowl and looked at it.

When he saw this, he was startled, and quickly opened his clairvoyant eyes to confirm.

The porridge bowl he held in his hand turned out to be a product from the mid-Song Dynasty!
And it's not a bowl for ordinary people, it's an imperial gift from a scholar-bureaucrat when he was promoted.

Qin Fei was wondering, the breakfast shop would use such expensive items to serve porridge?
I saw a middle-aged woman in an apron running over in a panic.

This middle-aged woman, Qin Fei had seen before, was the proprietress of the breakfast shop, everyone called her Miss Li.

When Qin Fei saw Sister Li, Sister Li also happened to see Qin Fei.

Sister Li's eyes finally fell on the bowl in Qin Fei's hand. She didn't know him, and Qin Fei didn't wear a police uniform. She immediately became alert: "This bowl is for that little police officer to put porridge in this morning. Why is it in your hands?"

"I'm about to return it to you." Qin Fei quickly explained in fear of being misunderstood.

Seeing that Qin Fei had no intention of denying it, Sister Li breathed a sigh of relief: "Give it to me, I'll just take it back myself."

Qin Fei hurriedly handed over the bowl, and waited for Sister Li to completely relieve her guard before asking, "Why do you use such an expensive bowl to serve porridge to customers?"

(End of this chapter)