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The Eighth Master Uncle on the phone told Wang Jian...

And Wang Jian was on the other end of the phone, dumbfounded...

He used to think that his Eighth Master Uncle would be as bitter and bitter as an old pedant or as broad and profound as an old man, but after he got on the phone with Eighth Master...he knew why Wuyou said , the old neighbors will call this 70-year-old nainai by the playful title of Bamei.

Some people say that old children are old children... This person becomes more and more children as he gets older.Wang Jian finally realized the true meaning of this sentence today, and he also knew that not every old man and lady has a deep city mansion, and he could imagine how lively the Eighth Master Uncle should be when he was young.

Perhaps... In the era when the elder brothers were still young, the helplessness and happiness this eighth younger sister brought to him should be very similar to the feeling that A Ying brought to her third elder brother.

Although they have been separated for decades, the old lady still called her brother one by one, and kept repeating her greetings to her elder brother on the phone. Even Wang Jian couldn't tell her that the old carpenter had passed away for several years. .

"It's Chinese New Year this year, bring me to see my teeth." The old lady babbled on the phone, "Don't bully Wuyou. Wuyou is your junior sister. I'm old now, and my legs and feet are also weak." It's inconvenient, otherwise I will definitely ask you to take me to scare big brother..."

These seemingly meaningless chatter and wordy words are not worth mentioning in the eyes of many people, but Wang Jian's eyes are almost red.He didn't answer or say anything, he just kept saying "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm) up to the point of being so sad that he, a big man, almost pissed off.

In many cases, time does make feelings dull, but in fact, many feelings cannot be measured by time, but by life as a reference.

hang up the phone.Wuyou smiled and patted Wang Jian on the shoulder: "My grandma is very cute. You want to see her photos when she was young. It will make you drool."

Wang Jian didn't answer, but silently returned the phone to Wuyou.Inexplicably, a yellowed picture appeared in front of my eyes, and the old carpenter's old face slowly became clear and young.With the same hair cut as Wang Jian, sitting under a big tree that covers the sky and the sun, while peeling wood, he told a little girl with a shofar braid some random stories, But the little girl had an innocent admiration on her face.

"I don't know how to explain...my dad is gone." Wang Jian said with a heavy heart, "I'm afraid the old lady won't be able to bear it."

"Well...then don't talk about it." Wuyou nodded and sighed: "Time is terrible."

Wang Jian's heart was blocked, and he was a little unspeakably weak. He didn't quite understand why the old carpenter didn't contact his eighth sister.Is it because I don't want to disturb her quiet family happiness or I don't want to involve her in those worldly right and wrong?There are no answers to these now, but from the eighth sister and the late Third Master Uncle and the old teacher Master Jiu, it can be seen that the relationship among their brothers and sisters is really very good.As for why it will be scattered in the end of the world.The answer, perhaps... can only be found by Wang Jian himself.

"After this month's work is over, I'm free, and I'll go to see Uncle Eight." Wang Jian leaned against the door: "Go and see her for my father."

"Don't be so sad." Wuyou shook her head: "My grandma is in good health, and there will be no problem in another 20 years."

Wang Jian shook his head: "You still don't know the feeling of trees and calm wind. It's very uncomfortable."

At about this time, the authentic sour soup dumplings and various side dishes have also been served on the table one after another.When Xiao Yiwen saw it, her face turned green at that moment, and she said dejectedly: "I can't eat it...but I still want to eat it."

"I'll pack it back for you."

"Long live! Wang Jian, I want to marry you!"

"Save it." The heavy Wang Jian was immediately amused by Xiao Yiwen: "You still marry Kim Jong-un, I can't climb high."

When Wang Jian was eating.Wuyou suddenly raised his head and asked, "Brother, did you also participate in the competition?"

"Participated." Wang Jian put up the airs of his senior brother on the spot: "Don't be too rampant, you will lose badly."

Wuyou let out a sigh, with a face full of disbelief: "I still don't believe it, but you, who else can beat me, and if I try my best, you may not be able to beat me."

Wang Jian shook his head: "I know you are powerful, but there must be people who are stronger than me. If you are too rampant, accidents will happen."

"Believe it or not!" Wuyou covered her ears and shook her head, "I won't listen!"

"It seems that I have to get rid of you first, otherwise you will definitely suffer a big loss." Looking at Wuyou's expression, Wang Jian was really helpless: "Next time I will take you to meet two masters."

"Okay, I'll let you watch me clean up all the masters you mentioned."

And just here when the siblings recognize each other and the atmosphere is harmonious.Jiang Zhiyuan was sitting on the sofa with a livid face, reprimanding the silent Jiang Caidie.

Jiang Caidie, who is usually arrogant, now looks like a discouraged ball, standing there pitifully, her eyes are red and swollen, and she has no temper at all.

"How many times have I told you that this world is not what you want!" Jiang Zhiyuan slapped the table vigorously: "You think you really have three heads and six arms? Let me tell you clearly! That Wang Jian wants you My life is 20 seconds."

As he spoke, he paused for a while: "Or a second."

"What qualifications does he have..."

"Who asked you to interrupt?" Jiang Zhiyuan stared: "Before you ask what qualifications others have, first ask yourself what qualifications you have!"

"I……"

"You?" Jiang Zhiyuan sneered coldly: "Arbitrarily self-willed, without rules. Subjective judgment, regardless of priorities. You are a policeman, do you know that?"

"I know, that's why I want to catch him!" Jiang Caidie summoned up the courage to reply, "We can't let him get away with it! I know it's him!"

"I also know it's him. I also know it's the Great Sage who gave him the information, but I don't intend to check it at all."

"Why?" Jiang Caidie's eyes widened: "You know you won't say it?"

"I might catch him, but definitely not now. I have someone a million times worse than him to deal with. I'm a policeman, and I'm also a man. My first mission now is to avenge Slippery, My brother can't die in vain! My second task is to give myself an account of my clothes, and my salary can't be taken for nothing!" Jiang Zhiyuan leaned hard on the sofa: "What about you? Regardless of priorities, for your sake It's a bit of a ridiculous face. Do you really think that Stick and Dasheng are looking at your little face? They are looking at your family's face, do you really think that you can mess around with a little capital?"

"I didn't mess around..."

"No nonsense?" Jiang Zhiyuan was really helpless to this sister: "If you didn't go to Wang Jian's place today, but those two bastards from the Sun family or that old bastard, what would happen to you? You tell them you It's Jiang Caidie, the supervisor of the serious crime team, and they will obediently reach out and let you handcuff it? You tell them that you are Jiang Wenjian's granddaughter, so you will be safe? Tell them that you have a brother who can fight. Get out of your body? Where did your brain grow? All the books you have been studying all these years have been read on dogs?"

"elder brother……"

"Shut up and call me Jiang Jingguan." Jiang Zhiyuan became more and more angry as he said: "As a brother, I allow you to make mistakes again and again. Shame on a subordinate like you!"

Jiang Caidie burst into tears, like the heroine of Qiong Yao's play.

"Tell me why you want to be a policeman."

Jiang Caidie sobbed and replied: "To maintain social stability, to maintain justice."

"What is justice?"

"Justice..." Jiang Caidie was also stunned for a moment, the dogmas and definitions mentioned in the book suddenly came up, but no matter which one seemed to be very frivolous.

"Let me tell you." Jiang Zhiyuan stood up with a sneer, took a fruit knife in his hand, and poked it into the thick criminal files on the table: "This is justice."

Jiang Caidie was a little dazed by the shock: "But..."

"You want to be a good policeman, you act according to the law, there is nothing wrong. But you want to be a good person, sorry, the law will not give you justice. I think you are just enjoying the privileges that your status brings you instead of You are fulfilling the obligations assigned to you by your identity. Yes, Wang Jian has indeed broken the law, and it is very serious, and can be sentenced to death. But you know, I am him, what would I do?"

"Put criminals in jail?"

"No, throw it into hell." Jiang Zhiyuan's mouth curled up: "I may not be as cruel as Wang Jian, but the result will be the same. It's just that I am a policeman, and my identity restricts me. But I can Within the scope of my moral bottom line, I give the greatest tolerance to a person I agree with, even if I have to stand on the opposite side of him in the end. Because he did what I thought but couldn't."

"What about you?"

"I……"

Jiang Caidie is of course speechless, she is confused now, she has been exactly like what her brother said from the beginning, just to save face, to win this breath, the so-called justice and responsibility are all given to her by her. After leaving it behind, now being reprimanded like this, she has nothing to do but cry...

"From now on, you are not allowed to go out for a week." Jiang Zhiyuan snorted coldly: "Shut up in confinement!"

"elder brother……"

"Call me Jiang Jingguan... New Year's Eve... is a child's dream and an adult's nightmare. Not to mention spending money and wasting money, I'm still as tired as a dog! Two chapters, come true. Clean up at night and destroy it." .rq

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