Siheyuan, don't yell at me

In the car, He Daqing told the director all the suspicious points he had found.

He then handed the digital code book to the director.

The two of them flipped through the interrogation records of Kameda Tomoki together, discussing a few words from time to time.

The person Kameda Tomoki revealed about his superior surprised He Daqing.

He turned out to be a professor at Qinghua University, a highly respected and powerful person.

With He Daqing's level, he could not get involved in anything that happened next.

Or in other words, you, He Daqing, have already made the greatest contribution, so your colleagues should also get some of the profits.

He Daqing naturally had no complaints about this result.

If this big fish is caught, He Daqing will not be able to escape the credit.

If the news leaked out and he ran away, it would not be He Daqing's fault, but he still had to get the credit he deserved.

When I came out of the Public Security Bureau, it was already time to get off work.

He Daqing stopped a rickshaw and headed towards Nanluoguxiang.

I haven't been home for two or three days. I miss home so much, especially my naughty kid.

Yan Bugui nodded and bowed, trotted forward, and naturally took the things from He Daqing's hand.

"Master He, you are back.

I heard that you did something big today and even handcuffed Director Yang?

It’s really majestic...”

The two walked in and chatted.

He Daqing didn't even look at Yan Bugui and just responded with a few words.

He Yuzhu reached out and snatched the thing from Yan Bugui's hand, and chased Yan Bugui away like he was chasing a fly.

"Go away, old Yan, you are trying to take advantage of my family again.

Dad, you're back.

Today, you are such a man.

From now on, Red Star Steel Mill, I don’t know who dares to go against us.”

He Daqing glared at He Yuzhu.

"I'm the one who's proud, but you, a kitchen helper, can't be proud at all.

In a few days, the grading assessment will be held.

If you can't get a permanent job, I'll skin you alive.

Why are you still standing there? Go cook..."

He Daqing kicked He Yuzhu to go cook, then put on a smiling face and walked towards Qin Huairu.

"Wife, are you going to teach Xiao Shengjun how to walk?

Xiao Shengjun, let daddy hug you.

Haha, the little brat cries quite vigorously.

Okay, okay, daddy won’t hold you, won’t hold you, don’t cry, don’t cry.”

It's been a few days, but the little guy is still a little shy.

It’s not really that he is shy. The little guy is not shy with women with long hair.

Especially those with big breasts, no matter whether they recognize them or not, they will get close to their arms and try to eat them.

Hou Xiaomei also took her child to stroll in the yard.

The kid has a pointed face and monkey cheeks, and doesn't look like Jia Dongxu at all.

No need to guess, you know it's a species of monkey.

This guy Yan Bugui is quite good.

He Daqing gave the unused character to Hou Xiaomei's child.

Look, Jia Geng is freshly released.

Jia Geng is more than a month older than He Shengjun, but he is smaller in height.

One is white and plump, the other is dark and skinny.

Hou Xiaomei looked at He Daqing with a flattering smile.

Jia Zhang was covered in dirt and was lighting the coal stove to prepare dinner.

Jia Dongxu, the addicted gambler, has also turned over a new leaf and is picking vegetable leaves.

As the saying goes, it takes evil to deal with evil.

Hou Xiaomei may be a blessing to the Jia family.

Yi Zhonghai squatted not far away, with his head lowered, not daring to look He Daqing in the eye.

He only occasionally stole a glance at Jia Geng, with a gleam of hope in his eyes.

I thought to myself that Jia Dongxu was being taken advantage of by Hou Xiaomei and he would definitely not be filial to his parents.

You can imagine it by looking at the horrible look on Jia Zhang's face now.

Jia Geng is still young. If he is taught carefully, he might become a good and filial child.

Jia Geng is just over one year old, but he can already speak fluently.

Every now and then he'd say a few words, "Ma ge beep, ma ge beep."

When Hou Xiaomei heard this, she even praised the child for being good and just like her.

After hearing Hou Xiaomei's praise, Jia Geng shouted even louder.

Liu Haizhong also tilted his head, eagerly trying to get close to He Daqing.

He Daqing's face was full of disgust, and he didn't give Liu Haizhong any face at all.

"There's a big head sticking out of your bangs, it looks like you have swine fever.

Flattering is useless, go back and study more, don't come out and embarrass yourself..."

In the entire courtyard, only Xu Fugui in the backyard could chat with He Daqing.

After all, these days, the status of projectionists is really high.

At least, Xu Fugui and He Daqing can chat about the quirks of certain leaders, whether Mao Tai speaks fluently or not, and whether Hua Zi coughs or not.

Even the policies and trends above can be used to exchange information with each other.

Even if it's about being a widow, she can still have a good chat with Xu Fugui.

And what about the other people in the hospital?

How to make corn flour softer by steaming it?

Which wild vegetables are more delicious? How to get rid of the strange smell of wild vegetables?

After buying a certain amount of refined grain with the grain book, how can I exchange it for coarse grain at the pigeon market?

He Daqing was in no mood to talk about these bullshit things. What did these things have to do with He Daqing?

Sometimes it's just like that, classes just appear naturally.

It's like an insurmountable gap, clear and distinct.

Jia Geng's words, one by one, made He Daqing want to move here.

For He Shengjun's future, everything is necessary.

When the steel mill building is completed, I, He Daqing, will pick out one.

As for the idea that the courtyard house will be valuable in a few decades, it’s useless.

Decades later, with my ability, how could I care about this kind of stuff?

I'm the head of the security department now. If I go to Pigeon City and confiscate some antiques, I don't have to spend a penny and there is zero risk.

As long as you have your own space, you don’t have to worry about hoarding as many antiques as you want.

As for building a village house, I am just a small section chief and I don’t have the ability to do it. I am afraid I will have to eat peanuts.

At the dinner table, Qin Huairu looked at He Daqing who was in a daze.

"Man, what's wrong? Are you worried about something?"

He Yuzhu grinned and said carelessly:

"Well, what else can you worry about?

My father must be thinking about some widow.

My father is a section chief now, so it is normal for him to have more women.

Dad, am I right?"

He Daqing slapped Sha Zhu and knocked him under the table.

"What the hell, what nonsense are you talking about?

Your brother and sister are still here, so be careful with your words and don’t lead your brother astray.

Huairu, I'm thinking about the house.

Didn’t our steel rolling mill build two new buildings?

I estimate that the house will be handed over soon.

As the head of the security department, I definitely need my own house.

Regardless of position or area, Director Yang cannot be better or bigger than me.

Otherwise, I will definitely not agree."

Qin Huairu's eyes lit up and she smiled happily.

If you live in a building, you will be superior to others.

If I go back to my parents' home, I'm afraid the villagers will be jealous to the point of going crazy.

He Yuzhu also laughed happily.

"Dad, our family must choose the tallest building to live in..."

He Daqing kicked He Yuzhu.

"What's it got to do with you? Once the new house is built, we'll separate.

The two houses in the courtyard belong to you.

You fool, just fend for yourself..."