Back to 1990. Criminal Investigation

Facing Shang Leng Jiucheng's knife-like gaze, Ding Chong cursed secretly, "The ghost lingers." He met him three times in one afternoon, and each time it was a cannibalistic look, as if he owed him 500 million.

Ding Chong thought about the things before his rebirth again, but he still didn't remember Leng Jiucheng, he didn't know him at all, so he gave Leng Jiucheng a hard look before turning his gaze away.

Suddenly, a tall, long-legged, handsome, stoic boy with an indifferent expression came to the school. The eyes of the students were naturally attracted to him. Bai Ren raised his head amidst the whispers of the female students, and the moment he saw Leng Jiucheng, he stopped and was stunned.

Ding Chong pushed Bai Jian's back, "What's so good about being crazy? Let's go, it looks auspicious."

Walking out of the campus, Ding Chong heaved a sigh of relief when there was no cold stare behind him. He obviously hadn't done anything, but was stared at by Leng Jiucheng so that he panicked, as if he had really committed murder and arson.

"Goodbye, Ding Chong." A small voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Fang Yuanyuan. Fang Yuanyuan was really irritated by the discovery of the corpse. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was hoarse. "Are you okay? Do I need to see you off?" go home?"

"Thank you, I can do it myself." Fang Yuanyuan waved her hand and ran into the crowd.

Bai Ren looked at Ding Chong and smiled: "Lingling will die of rage if she knows that you sent the other girl home."

Ding Chong explained: "You didn't hear what they said, Liang Cheng's corpse is scary, even the teacher is scared when he sees it, let alone Fang Yuanyuan."

Bai Ren didn't say anything about Fang Yuanyuan, but turned to Leng Jiucheng, "Do you know that policeman?"

"Police?" Ding Chong sarcastically said, "He almost strangled me at noon, and he regained consciousness only after someone poured cold water on him. They said he had an accident, so I think he has something wrong with his brain."

Bai Ren frowned and said nothing.

Ding Chong didn't have a car, he was riding his bicycle to and from school, and the two separated at the door of the house. The lights in the house were on, and his mother's busy figure was printed on the glass. Ding Chong ran towards that figure with his schoolbag on his back, "Mom!"

Zhang Juan opened the door to greet her son, "I'm not dead, what are you shouting for?"

Ding Chong chuckled and didn't reply, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Zhang Juan brought out a bowl of noodles from the kitchen and sat at the table knitting a sweater.

Ding Chong chewed the noodles and said vaguely: "Where is my dad? He hasn't come back yet."

Zhang Juan stopped knitting the sweater, looked up at her son in surprise, "You...what did you just say?"

"My dad? What's the matter? He's not coming back today."

Zhang Juan's eyes suddenly turned red, she wiped her hand at the corner of her eyes, and said gently: "You, you...Dad...hasn't come back yet."

"Oh." Ding Chong lowered his head and continued to eat noodles, his eyes sneaked at his mother from time to time, a little strange, he called Dad, Zhang Juan reacted so strongly?

His father, Ding Jianmin, has no proper job and has been doing odd jobs near his home. He usually likes to drink, buys him food every time he drinks too much, and sometimes steals pocket money for him. There are many warm memories of a family of three in childhood. After growing up, he was busy going to school, and there are not many things about his father in his memory. All in all, Ding Jianmin is a qualified father. After thinking about it, he couldn't understand Zhang Juan's strange reaction.

Ding Chong was so excited that he could live again, he could not fall asleep, he turned out of the window at night, climbed the ladder to the roof, there was not much night life in the city in 90 years, after nine o'clock, every household turned off the lights, and there was no bright and prosperous With the bright lights, the stars became extraordinarily bright. On the black night sky, the crescent moon shone with clear light, and the surroundings were full of stars.

How long has it been since you saw such a pure night sky?Ding Chong thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, it was so long that he didn't remember, he used to live for fame and fortune, but this time he wanted to live for freedom and happiness, he blew a light whistle.

"Dang!" A loud noise overwhelmed the whistle, and Ding Chong heard the prestige. The door of the house next door that had been vacant for several years was kicked open. The person who came in had his hands in his pockets. He glanced at the roof of Ding Chong's house, and his eyes met across the air. Ding Chong was dumbfounded. He met Leng Jiucheng for the fourth time in one day, and his ghost really lingered.

Leng Jiucheng looked away, as if he hadn't seen him, and walked straight into the house.

Ding Chong curled his lips, the house next door has been empty for several years, and the mice come out crying when they go in, can people live in such an environment for a day and a half?It's better if there are no people to live in. It's best to move immediately if you can't stand the cold for a day.

The lights of the neighbor's house next door were on, and Leng Jiucheng was busy going in and out, and soon the miscellaneous waste was put into the trash can in the courtyard. After cleaning up, he brought in a brand new set of bedding from the courtyard gate, and did not look at Ding Chong's house the whole time. But Ding Chong stared at Leng Jiucheng for a long time, until the light in the room was turned off, he looked away, the good mood of admiring the night view was completely lost by the fact that he would be neighbors with Leng Jiucheng, he drooped the corners of his mouth, and said boringly Back to the room.

Lying down on the bed, Leng Jiucheng's cold and emotionless face appeared over and over again in Ding Chong's mind. He was very familiar but couldn't remember where he saw it, and fell asleep in a daze after thinking about it.

The next morning, he got up to go to the toilet in the courtyard, and saw a man lying on the door of the toilet from a distance. His back looked a bit like Ding Jianmin. He trotted over and called Dad twice, but there was no response. He fell asleep with his mouth open, two front teeth were missing from his neat teeth, there was still dried blood around his mouth, and his eyes were bruised.

Ding Chong couldn't handle the situation, so he had to go back and call his mother. Zhang Juan came to see him and couldn't help sighing, "I'll find someone to carry him into the house."

Ding Jianmin is tall and shoulders, with a huge beer belly on his stomach. Ding Chong didn't want to trouble people in the morning, so he squatted down and tried various postures that could bring people into the room. Suddenly, a pair of straight legs appeared in front of him, and he followed them online Look, he didn't stop until he met a pair of cold eyes. How did he find Leng Jiucheng?

Zhang Juan introduced: "Achong, this is the new Mr. Leng who moved in next door. He will be called Brother Leng from now on."

Brother Leng?Cold your uncle.

Afraid that his mother would blame him for being impolite, Ding Chong gritted his teeth and called out "Brother Leng."

Leng Jiucheng ignored him, walked up to Ding Jianmin's head, passed his hands under Ding Jianmin's armpits, hugged his upper body, and said, "Lift your feet."

Perhaps because of being a policeman, Leng Jiucheng spoke briefly and forcefully, with the magic power to make people surrender. Ding Chong lifted Ding Jianmin's feet according to his words, and carried him to the bedroom and put him on the bed together.

Leng Jiucheng turned around to leave, but Zhang Juan stepped forward to stop her, "Thank you, Mr. Leng, for your help. I think you live alone, so you probably didn't make breakfast. You can stay at my house and eat my newly made wontons."

Ding Chong felt a violent storm in his heart, and he couldn't find a suitable reason to step forward to stop him. Then he thought that Leng Jiucheng hated him so much, he probably wouldn't stay for dinner, so he simply went out to wash up and ignored him, and then entered the room. Leng Jiucheng was already sitting At the dining table, Zhang Juan did not know what method she used to keep him.

Zhang Juan was busy working in front of the stove, saw Ding Chong come in and said, "Ah Chong, bring this bowl of wontons to Xiao Leng."

From Mr. Leng to Xiao Leng so quickly?Ding Chong had to admire his mother's social skills.

He reluctantly picked up the wontons and put them in front of Leng Jiucheng. The freshly cooked wontons were too hot. He was a little quick to close the bowl, and his fingertips accidentally touched the back of Leng Jiucheng's hand. Just as he was about to say sorry, he stopped. Seeing that Leng Jiucheng used his other hand to wipe the place where Ding Chong touched, he almost wrote the word "disgust" on his face and provoked him to provoke him?baffling?Ding Chongqi didn't call anywhere, he slammed the door and went out, stood outside the kitchen and greeted the eighteen generations of Leng Jiucheng's ancestors over and over again.

Zhang Juan sat down opposite Leng Jiucheng, and asked with a smile, "Xiao Leng, how old is this year?"

Leng Jiucheng lowered his head to eat, and answered "31" casually. Feeling something was wrong, he hurriedly took out his ID card to look at it, and changed his words: "25"

Zhang Juan: "You're not young, are you married?"

Leng Jiucheng: "No."

Ding Chong was outside the door, turning his eyes to the air: Which girl would die, marrying someone who would choke her neck if she disagreed with her.

"Is there a partner?"

"No."

Ding Chong: It's right if you don't have a date, only a fool will have a date with a neurotic person.

"It's so hard to be a policeman. How can you not even have a cook when you come back at night? My niece works in a textile factory in the west of the city. She is just 21 this year. You two are about the same age and it's a good fit. Auntie will introduce you to you two days later."

"There is no way to fall in love at the moment, thank you."

Ding Chong: "..."

Mom, you are pushing your cousin into the fire pit.

"..."

Zhang Juan wanted to introduce her niece to Leng Jiucheng. She asked all kinds of questions endlessly. Leng Jiucheng was not in any mood. Every question was polite and polite. Ding Chong looked into the room from the crack of the door while making complaints. There is no expression on his face, his deep eyes are like pools of water, quiet and bottomless, his skin is white and his nose is straight, his handsome appearance and outstanding temperament are really attractive.

If there was no such thing as choking, Ding Chong would have looked at Leng Jiucheng more while walking on the road. He suddenly understood that his mother had chosen Leng Jiucheng to be his niece and son-in-law. People are destined to be impossible to be his cousin-in-law.

Zhang Juan had almost finished asking, Leng Jiucheng put down his chopsticks and asked, "Did Uncle Ding drink too much last night?"

The joy on her husband Zhang Juan's face disappeared in an instant, and she smiled awkwardly, "Well, it's often like this."

"His...teeth?"

"I guess he was knocked out last night. He's so drunk and troublesome."

"Look at him more. It's always so easy to form hatred with others. There are some things that the police can't do without evidence."

Ding Chong's parents both disappeared in 1990, dead or alive?Where did you go?No one knows what happened to the Ding family this year. The police have visited and investigated many times to no avail. Ding Chong himself has kept silent and disappeared for more than [-] years. Cheng had a good impression of Zhang Juan, and in return for this breakfast, he still reminded her.

Zhang Juan sighed again, "No one in this family can control him."

As an outsider, Leng Jiucheng got up to bid farewell to family matters. After walking away, Ding Chong re-entered the house, "My dad often makes trouble after drinking?"

"Water, drink water!" Ding Jianmin's rough voice came from the bedroom, and Zhang Juan hurriedly brought the water to the bedroom, not having time to talk to her son.

Ding Chong came to the school with some doubts. He lowered his head and thought about his father's drinking and didn't look the way. As a result, he bumped into a hard chest in the corridor at the door of the class.

The author has something to say:

Ding Chong: Mom, can you choose between niece-in-law and son-in-law?

Zhang Juan: Who said that idiots have sex with other people?

Ding Chong: ...What a real mother.