Marriage in crisis

When Chi Xi and I arrived at the door, I stretched my head and saw that there was a gap in the wooden door of the small courtyard, and it was obvious that there was someone inside.

The two of us looked at each other.

Chi Xi motioned for me to stand still. She took two more steps forward and climbed up the two steps at the door. She paused against the door for a while, and I leaned over.

The gap in the door is too small and you can't see inside at all.

Chi Xi boldly stretched out his hand and pushed the door gently a little further. I clenched my fists nervously, for fear of making any noise.

The door opened a little further, but it was too dark inside and I still couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

I was just about to push the door open further when Chi Xi grabbed me, just as a low-pitched voice could be faintly heard from inside!

Although the voice faded in and out, I could still identify that the voice belonged to Deng Jiazhe.

After all, I couldn't be more familiar with him.

Suddenly, my nervousness disappeared. It turned out that I thought it was some bad person who was trying to cause trouble. After all, in the middle of the night, what good could be done here sneaking around?

I held my breath, wondering who he was talking to and what he was talking about.

But I am already sure who the person inside is!

I only heard Deng Jiazhe ask, "Tell me briefly, what does the old man do every day?"

Sure enough, the voice that answered him was that of the nanny Zhang, "Sir, the old gentleman goes out every day. The old lady said that he goes to work at Jixiang Pharmaceutical and comes back very late every day. I am a little surprised. Since the old gentleman goes When you go to work, you never bring documents home."

It seemed that Aunt Zhang was indeed paying attention to my father's whereabouts. I leaned forward again and couldn't hear clearly. The key point was that it was dark and I couldn't see what was going on.

Deng Jiazhe asked again, "Who does he have the most contact with?"

"There are so many people he comes into contact with. People come to see him every day, but most of them are from the Zhou family next door. When they come, they talk about anything and everything. Nothing specific. They are all about children's education!

I used to record, but then I found it was of no use, so I stopped recording! There were also a few people from the pharmaceutical industry who came to see him, but they left after saying a few words! I'm a little suspicious... He's not at home to talk! "

When Aunt Zhang said this, my heart skipped a beat. I didn't expect that this old thing was quite thoughtful. It seemed that I had underestimated her.

"What do you mean by not talking at home?"

"It's just that he never talks about work at home?" Aunt Zhang's tone was cautious.

"Why do you think so? What did you find? Or..."

I heard Aunt Zhang continue to say, "I just doubt it!"

"Why don't you follow him out to see where he went?" Deng Jiazhe's attitude became a little unhappy.

"A few times I wanted to follow the old gentleman out to see where he had gone, but I found that my wife was very smart. If my husband went out on the front foot and I wanted to follow him on the back foot, my wife would always call me back and make arrangements for me. thing!"

Aunt Zhang's tone was very flattering, and she spoke truthfully and sincerely, "Several times, when I went out again, the old gentleman had already disappeared."

"Did he go out in a car or on foot?"

"I paid attention several times, and most of them were driven out by drivers, and few were on foot. Unless someone came here to see the old gentleman, they would go out talking while walking."

Aunt Zhang introduced it in detail, "The old gentleman has a habit of going for a walk on the street after dinner. Those who come to him later follow his habit and often come to him at this time to talk about something. .

I couldn't hear what they said while walking. "

What Aunt Zhang said was very specific, and it was obvious that she was very attentive.

"Did they say how much money the government can give to this old street?" Deng Jiazhe's question was really direct.

I couldn't help but snorted coldly, how anxious is this? Only then could he reveal his greedy eating attitude without concealing it, and ask so directly.

"I didn't say anything specific about this, but I heard them talking, and it seemed like they were talking about the ownership of this street, but it belongs to the old gentleman. He said he would never sell it. And I heard what he meant was He said that we must find a way to persuade the remaining households to leave, and then take them all back."

Deng Jiazhe muttered, "Hmph... It seems that the old man is greedy enough!"