Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

Ji Yichuan never thought that Ji Bojian would contact him.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Ji Bojian's deep and powerful voice came from over there, "Are you at school?"

"Yeah. Just arrived, the bed was just made up, and I just came to the cafeteria to eat." He lowered his eyes and glanced at Chen Putao.

"I heard from your mother that you have a friend named Chen Putao?"

Ji Yichuan straightened his body subconsciously, and unconsciously clenched his right hand into a fist in front of his chest. He nodded, and soon realized that the other party couldn't see him, so he replied slowly, "Yes."

But what Ji Bojian said next made Ji Yichuan puzzled, "I went to Chengdong Prison last month and met Zhao Minghui."

Ji Yichuan raised his eyebrows. He seemed reluctant to mention Zhao Minghui, but he still gave his father enough face and asked, "Oh? Why did you suddenly mention him?"

"Zhao Minghui admitted that Zuo Roujing also had a hand in the car accident."

In Ji's old house, Ji Bojian was lying comfortably on the sofa, and the financial news he had watched for decades was playing on the TV in front of him. He picked up the hot tea that Jiang Bing had just brewed on the coffee table, and took a sip.

"Zuo Roujing?"

Ji Yichuan suddenly thought of the boy he glanced at at the door of the 323 dormitory, and gave a light snort.

"When I was investigating Zuo Roujing, I accidentally discovered that her useless husband had been wandering around in a community called Xinxin some time ago. Coincidentally, your mother said that you have a friend named Chen Putao who lived there. In this Xinxin community."

Ji Bojian took another sip of the tea, as if he was satisfied with the taste of the tea, when he talked about something unpleasant, he narrowed his eyes, but he didn't show any resentment.

This side seemed to be talking about an extremely insignificant matter, but the atmosphere on the other side suddenly became tense.

Ji Yichuan remained calm, leaning on the corner of the table, straightened up, held the phone a little farther away from his ear, then leaned forward, leaned closer to Chen Putao's ear, and whispered, "You continue to eat, I'll go out Talk to my dad about it."

"it is good."

On the other end of the phone, Ji Bojian's voice was still coming out uninterruptedly, "I checked the monitoring of the supermarket near Chen Putao's house. Zhang Donghai once stayed in front of Chen Putao's house for a while, and on the day Grandma Chen was hospitalized, Zhang Donghai Donghai also appeared at the entrance of the community."

"I heard from the owner of the supermarket that he heard a strange man had a dispute with Grandma Chen that day, so I suspect that Grandma Chen's fainting has something to do with Zhang Donghai."

Ji Bojian's attitude suddenly became serious, and he frowned, "It's just that I don't understand why Zhang Donghai went to find Granny Chen Putao. Is there any intersection between them? Have you ever heard of Chen Putao? "

An incompetent man who eats a soft meal and an old woman who is old and honest, what kind of intersection can these two people have?

Ji Bojian sighed, he wasn't interested in that Chen Putao, if Jiang Bing hadn't been mentioning in his ear some time ago that he had made a good friend, and this Chen Putao happened to have an intersection with Zhang Donghai, I really don't pay attention to him.

Outside the cafeteria gate, the sky was getting late, patches of sunset glow had already appeared on the horizon, obliquely imprinted on Ji Yichuan's side face, a little dazzling.

He squinted his eyes, put one hand on his forehead, "They have nothing to do with each other, who knows what's wrong with Zhang Donghai."

Even though he said that, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart. He couldn't figure out why Chen Qin lied at the beginning, but soon he came back to his senses and guessed it.

Chen Putao is only a sophomore in high school this year, and is Chen Qin's only grandson. Presumably, in the eyes of a grandma who loves her grandson, disputes between the previous generation are enough for the previous generation to worry about, so why bother the younger generation.

In the sky, the glow is even worse, faintly covering the sky and the earth.

"Ji Yichuan?"

There was no sound coming from the phone for a long time, Ji Bojian was a little puzzled, "Are you still listening?"

"Dad, I'm listening." Ji Yichuan twirled a brick on the ground with his toes, because he had something on his mind, he answered a little perfunctorily.

Ji Bojian sneered, "Is it so careless to call your dad?" The son on the other side didn't listen carefully, and Ji Bojian didn't have the idea of ​​continuing the conversation, and simply mentioned that he would continue to stare at the left Roujing and his wife also asked Ji Yichuan a friendly question by the way.

"Does Chen Putao know what happened between his grandma and Zhang Donghai?"

"Maybe," Ji Yichuan replied vaguely, "Dad, it's late, I'll hang up first."

"Okay, let's hang up. Your mother is out shopping. I'll call and talk to you when she comes back."

"it is good."

Ji Bojian hung up the phone very quickly, Ji Yichuan looked at the gradually darkening phone screen expressionlessly, and had a plan in his heart.

He returned to the cafeteria, looked across at Chen Putao who had finished his meal early, and was so bored that he brushed Weibo with his cheeks, and stretched out his hand to swipe in front of his eyes.

"Why don't you move at all?"

Chen Putao was a little startled when he saw the living people suddenly appearing in front of him. He stood up, picked up the bowl, and planned to walk towards the tableware recycling window.

He walked straight forward, just took two steps, as if he suddenly realized something, he asked casually, "Your dad suddenly called you, what's the matter?"

In his memory, most of the calls from Ji Yichuan's home were from his mother, and this call from his father was the first time.

Chen Putuo asked casually, he was not interested in other people's family affairs, but he saw Ji Yichuan had an indescribably strange expression when he came back from the phone call, so he asked a lot, but he didn't expect Ji Yichuan to answer at all.

But the answer that I didn't take very seriously caused an uproar in my heart.

"It's about your grandma."

Ji Yichuan slowly revealed the whole thing that Ji Bojian told him just now.

The person on the other side's expression became more dignified as he listened, and at last the bowl held by his right hand seemed a little unstable. Ji Yichuan took the bowl from his hand with quick eyesight, and placed it on the table beside him.

"You mean that my grandma fainted that day has something to do with Zhang Donghai?"

Chen Putao's expression was ugly, it was so dark that it was almost overcast.

"possible?"

Ji Yichuan didn't dare to say too much, but he also knew in his heart that Zhang Donghai might not be able to get rid of Grandma Chen's fainting.

Chen Putao frowned. He had been trying to figure out the reason for grandma's sudden fainting. Grandma had always been in good health. This time she fainted suddenly at home. Said that he was old and accidentally fell down while walking.

Although he was puzzled, he could only let it go because the parties had said so.

But now, after what Ji Yichuan said, Chen Putao suddenly thought of what his neighbor, Aunt Zhao, had said unintentionally, and felt a chill in his heart.

He didn't want to think about it, took out his cell phone and called Chen Qin.

"grandmother."