Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The lights illuminated the living room. After three rounds of wine and five dishes, only He Yuzhu and another person were left sitting opposite each other at the eight-immortal table.

He Yuzhu picked up the wine jug and was about to add more wine, but Tang Mingping, holding the chopsticks in his right hand, quickly blocked him and shook his head.

"Zhu Zi, that's all for today. I have to ride back later, so we can drink again later."

Considering the safety of the return trip at night, He Yuzhu stopped urging people to drink and put the wine jug in his hand aside.

"Brother Tang, what you said makes sense. We can get together again in the future."

Tang Mingping looked relaxed, nodded slightly, put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked up at He Yuzhu, and lowered his voice a little.

"Zhu Zi, I came here today to tell you a good news - that thing has been accomplished!"

After saying that, he picked up his chopsticks again with a smile. This chef's meal was not something he could eat often.

He Yuzhu did not show much surprise at this, but just smiled faintly.

It hasn't been long since the last time the two met, and today's trip could only be for this matter.

But I didn't expect Tang Mingping to be so concerned about it. I thought He Yuzhu was more concerned about this matter, so the news was not delivered overnight.

He Yuzhu felt that his friendship was more precious than any words.

"Brother Tang, thank you for your concern. Have you explained everything you need to tell Widow Xu?"

In order to plot against Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu took advantage of Widow Xu and her son.

In addition to giving Widow Xu more money, he also told Widow Xu about Yi Zhonghai's hidden illness so that she could have something to hold against Yi Zhonghai.

People like Yi Zhonghai could easily deceive others and give Widow Xu a weapon to use against him.

Tang Mingping chewed the fish meat and waved his hand: "We are just friends, don't be so formal. Don't worry."

He Yuzhu smiled knowingly upon seeing this, then brought the dish in front of him and let him enjoy it.

Tang Mingping was not polite either. He raised his free hand and gave a thumbs up, then ate with relish.

After a cup of tea, the living room was filled with steam and the aroma of tea.

Tang Mingping rubbed his slightly bulging belly and couldn't help loosening his belt. A bitter smile appeared on his face. He ate too much without realizing it.

He picked up the teacup on the coffee table beside him and took a sip. The tea slid across his tongue, leaving a faint aftertaste, which seemed different from the past.

Tang Mingping curiously lifted the lid of the tea cup, only to find that there was no ordinary tea leaves in the cup. He could not help but look at He Yuzhu in confusion.

"Zhu Zi, what are you brewing? Medicinal herbs?"

Hearing this, He Yuzhu put down the teacup in his hand and explained with a smile: "Brother Tang, it can be considered as medicinal herbs! I prepared it myself, and it has a good effect in calming the mind and spirit."

Tang Mingping tasted it carefully, but could not delve into its medicinal properties, so he could only reply: "I am just a rough man, I just think it tastes good."

"Haha, as long as it tastes good, that's fine. Bring some back to your aunt later so she can drink it with water every day." He Yuzhu smiled brightly.

As people age, they sleep less and have trouble sleeping at night. This tea helps the elderly to focus and sleep better.

Tang Mingping felt warm in his heart for He Yuzhu's careful arrangements, and he could not refuse this gift.

He understood that if someone stayed to drink tea, he must have something to do, so he asked directly: "Zhu Zi, is there anything else?"

The two men had a close relationship, so upon hearing this, He Yuzhu didn't beat around the bush and took out a prepared photo from his pocket and handed it to Tang Mingping.

"Brother Tang, there is indeed something I need help with."

Tang Mingping took the photo, quickly scanned the faces in the photo, then looked up at He Yuzhu, waiting for his further explanation.

The person in the photo is Xie Xingsong, and He Yuzhu took the photo himself.

After the last cafeteria incident was resolved, He Yuzhu directly suspected the uncle and nephew of the Xie family. Everything was fine last week, but this incident happened as soon as he changed classes.

Xie Shihai had no strong motives and no reason to do such a thing, and it was not his turn to be the canteen director.

It can basically be pinned on Xie Xingsong. Uncle Zeng had told him about this, but he didn't expect it to break out a week later.

Northern food is mainly noodles, so even a housewife at home could not make a mistake. But such an "accident" happened in the canteen's kitchen with a chef watching.

Although he couldn't do anything about this "accident", he still had to do what he had to do.

As a purchasing staff, Xie Xingsong discovered from the first time he tracked him that he lived in a separate courtyard.

He Yuzhu asked Xie Xingsheng about his situation. Without the previous background of a large customer, how could a purchasing agent like him afford to buy an independent courtyard?

Arrange someone to follow Xie Xingsong, and we will always find out his flaws and get to the bottom of it.

If you don't remove the roots of the grass, it will grow into a bunch of poisonous weeds when the wind blows, which will then harm your family.

He knew that Tang Mingping would definitely come to his house again recently because of Yi Zhonghai's matter, so he was not in a hurry to go to his house.

"Brother Tang, the person in the photo is called Xie Xingsong, and he is a purchasing team leader under me. Go find someone to keep an eye on him for me.

We can hire more people to take turns monitoring and make sure not to miss any clues. Money is not a problem!"

As he said this, he handed over the prepared envelope and motioned for him to check it.

Although Tang Mingping didn't understand what was so special about this person, this was not what he was concerned about.

Since it was He Yuzhu who asked him for help, he would do his best and live up to the trust.

He reached out to take the envelope, and feeling the thickness of the envelope, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Tang Mingping quickly opened the envelope and was shocked when he looked inside. There must be two hundred yuan in it.

"Zhu Zi, what are you talking about? Why are you giving so much?"

As he said this, he gently placed the envelope back on the coffee table, his eyes fixed on He Yuzhu, waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"Brother Tang, this matter is likely to involve a lot of people. Take the money first and ask a reliable brother to follow up.

This matter is not only a little dangerous, but also more of a temptation. I think you also know the pros and cons of this procurement-related trick.

I don't want things to be ruined because of someone's selfish motives." He Yuzhu said seriously.

After Tang Mingping returned from military service, he made a living by working in the gray area, so he naturally understood the relationships involved.

He frowned slightly, his face instantly became serious, and he nodded heavily: "Okay, I understand. I will be extra careful when selecting people this time."

"Okay! Brother Tang, don't be so serious. We are not going to charge into battle!" Seeing that he looked serious, He Yuzhu picked up the teacup and offered him tea to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

Tang Mingping also picked up the teacup, clinked it lightly with He Yuzhu's, and took a sip. The burden in his heart seemed to be lightened a little.

I temporarily suppressed the chaotic thoughts in my mind and planned to go back and think carefully about the candidate.

"Brother Tang, please accept this money first. I can't ask you to pay first this time. After all, your family is not well off."

He Yuzhu pointed at the envelope on the coffee table and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Sister-in-law, I guess we'll give Auntie another grandson."

Tang Mingping put the envelope into his inner pocket and put it away carefully. Hearing this, he scratched his head and said, "Hehe! I'm glad to hear your words! I actually hope it's a daughter."

The two looked at each other and smiled, their laughter echoing in the night.