My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 67: Sinister intentions, pretending to be powerful and offending Li Feng

"The story is okay, but the writing is not that great."

Wu Shengnan turned around and left Li Feng's yard to go to the brigade to continue her investigation. She had just received a report from the masses, and the target was Li Feng.

"Two beautiful cousins and a tall, handsome cousin."

It matched perfectly, but it was a pity that no one was caught on the spot. Wu Shengnan planned to stay in Hanjiabao for a few days. These so-called cousins were probably fake. If they really wanted to engage in speculation again, they would come to Hanjiabao to make contact.

As for the location, Li Feng's home was the best choice. It was once a youth educated youth settlement, more than 200 meters from the village center. The nearest house was about a hundred meters away, so no one around could see what they were doing. "Mrs. Han Wang's response was very valuable."

She came back originally intending to inquire about some information indirectly, but she never expected that Li Feng was writing a novel. Although she was not interested in it, she still cooperated in order to infiltrate the enemy.

"I'm so jealous."

Public Security Officer Wu had a strange look on her face when she first came in, as if she were a criminal. Luckily, my talent impressed her; girls these days really love literature. "Safe and sound."

"In the picture, the dragon is silent, the tiger is silent, and the little police officer is ridiculous..."

Li Feng stood up and stretched himself. He still had quite a few words to write, so he'd probably have to copy them for a while this afternoon. "Let's cook first. Stir-fry some meat, some meatball and winter melon soup, some lard and some greens, and some pickled red peppers to go with the rice."

Three dishes and one soup are ready. Li Feng thinks that with the combination of articles and cooking skills, the police can catch this young man. Wu Shengnan is also collecting evidence and investigating at the same time, so the young educated youth will be caught sooner or later.

"It's strange that the price is so low."

Wu Shengnan had been muttering about this a few days ago. Not only her, but the bureau also felt that this was unusual. It might be theft and selling stolen goods, otherwise why would the price be so cheap? However, after a few days of investigation, it was found that the styles of the shirt and skirt were not from the province at all.

This brought the case to a standstill. For a while, the bureau spread the news that they had given up on the case. Wu Shengnan was very dissatisfied with this. She went straight to her father and finally went to Lukou Commune to investigate in search of clues.

At the intersection, Andy Lau, Daniel Wu, and Brigitte Lin were all missing, which made Wu Shengnan even more embarrassed and angry. She and her colleagues at the county bureau felt they had been fooled. In the end, the case was shelved, but she never expected to see Wu Xiaofeng wearing a similar dress over the weekend.

After inquiring, Wu Shengnan felt that she had caught the culprit, so she applied for a special assignment to Maya Commune, taking advantage of the summer to visit the grassroots production teams.

"Oh, they can't do any work at all, which means they are from the city."

For some specific information, Wu Shengnan asked several members of the Han and Wang families, especially a young man named Wu Gou who said a lot of bad things about Li Feng, which were indeed somewhat subjective.

"Li Feng has two cousins who are out shaving people's heads. He has quite a few cousins, right?"

Wu Shengnan had some useful information; perhaps these two cousins were the key to a breakthrough. Li Feng, while suspicious, hadn't caught them in the act. "It's hard to confirm the source of Li Feng's money and possessions."

Wu Shengnan is not very clear about the royalties and rewards. She cannot let the bad guys go, but she cannot wrongly accuse the good people.

Li Feng had no idea that this young policeman, whom he considered ridiculous, was about to find out all his secrets.

"I have to say that Public Security Wu is really good at buying meat."

Li Feng tasted his stir-fried pork, finding it increasingly refined, as if practice really made perfect. "There weren't enough meatballs, but it's just soup, so it's fine." After finishing lunch, Li Feng took off his apron and wiped his hands.

"Shout to sister-in-law, Antun, Anchun, take a break, wash your hands, wipe your face and eat."

Li Feng put the apron aside, washed his face and wiped it, then left the house, intending to call Comrade Wu Shengnan back for dinner.

"Let's do it a little longer."

The three of them were very motivated. The kids at home were so happy yesterday. They treated half a bar of soap like a treasure. Not to mention, it smelled really good after washing. Especially An Dun and An Chun, their wives, they made a lot of trouble yesterday. It smelled so good.

Li Feng had no idea that making these few bars of soap actually contributed to the population increase. "It won't take a while, let's take a break first, it's so sunny."

"I'll go call Public Security Wu to come back for dinner."

Wu Shengnan had gathered a lot of useful information this morning, filling her notebook with over ten pages. She'd practically covered all of Li Feng's experiences here. "It's really interesting. The reviews are a bit extreme. The good ones are overly positive, the bad ones are ridiculous."

"What? Outrageous, Public Security Wu?"

"Nothing, why are you here?"

"The food is ready, let's eat."

"It's time to eat. I was so busy that I almost forgot. Thank you for taking the trouble to come here."

"No way, you are busy working for our Hanjiaba. As a Hanjiaba native, it's my duty." Li Feng thought that the comrades nowadays are really serious about their work. They haven't stopped for the whole morning since they arrived.

"Comrade Shengnan, did your work go smoothly this morning?"

"It went pretty well."

Wu Shengnan thought that it would be much smoother if she surrendered herself immediately, but she frowned slightly when she thought of Li Feng's identity. This man had published several articles and was even on the list of the county's autumn commendation meeting. It would be difficult to do anything without real evidence.

However, Wu Shengnan believed that as long as the criminals would reveal their true colors, she was sure that she would be able to catch Li Feng. Li Feng muttered to himself, "Why do you look so weird when you talk about work? Really, the police are really hard to deal with."

Wu Shengnan enjoyed her lunch very much. She thought sharing a meal with Li Feng was the right decision. The food tasted better than the county cafeteria. Mom no longer had to worry about her meals. In the afternoon, Wu Shengnan returned to her hometown, and Li Feng vaguely heard some news.

"What? They asked a lot of questions about me?" Li Feng's heart skipped a beat. No way, that was it? Fortunately, after some inquiries, he found out they were all serious questions, nothing strange. "Maybe they're just concerned about me since I've just settled in." As for the report, no one could tell anyone about it, as that would offend them.

Wu Shengnan returned to Wu Xiaofeng's home in the commune to sort out some information. "I need to find out where Li Feng's two cousins are." Perhaps we can catch them in the act. As for why the prices are even cheaper than at the supply and marketing cooperative, there must be some reason she doesn't know about.

"Are you still working on your case?"

Wu Xiaofeng walked in with a smile, carrying a bag of oranges. "Eat oranges, the best ones, An Jun asked someone to buy them for you."

"Eight out of ten sentences are about your An Jun, sour."

Wu Shengnan peeled an orange and cried out, "It's sour!" Wu Xiaofeng laughed. "If you want something sweet, find a partner and have him buy it for you."

"Auntie was just saying this a few days ago, what's the matter, are you planning to hide and not go home?"

Wu Xiaofeng broke off an orange and put it in her mouth. It was sweet. "Don't bring up some speculation case. I asked, and my uncle said it was probably just a coincidence. After all, the price is there."

"Who would steal skirts and shirts from other provinces and sell them at rock-bottom prices in a small town like ours? It doesn't make sense. Is it just to make a profit?"

"I will find out the reason here."

Wu Shengnan didn't like to talk about dating. Although she was already 21 years old and could be considered an old maid, and it was time for her to find a partner, she really didn't want to have a child with a partner. What would happen to her job? She was determined to become a master of solving crimes like her master.

"You."

Wu Xiaofeng was helpless. Why couldn't this person make sense? "By the way, don't tell me you really went to investigate Li Feng?"

"He is highly suspicious."

"Ugh."

Wu Xiaofeng sighed. "You've made me a nobody. I was so kind to give her a skirt, but now I'm a suspect in your mouth."

"You don't understand it."

"Yes, yes, I don't understand."

Wu Xiaofeng was helpless. Why did he treat everyone like a criminal? Li Feng was such a nice guy. He was worried that you would be hot and even gave you a towel.

"In the next few days, I will go to Hanjiaba often. Don't tell An Jun about this."

"Don't worry, I understand."

Over the next few days, Li Feng's roof was repaired, and some damaged bricks on the back wall were replaced. Now only the rammed earth courtyard wall remained. Li Feng had taken a few days off from work, copying articles in the morning, revising and editing in the afternoon, and simulating pig farm births in the evening.

Life was quite fulfilling, but the money was getting less and less. Li Feng was trying to make lunch a richer one, cooking pork, fried fish, and eggs in different ways. Without even mentioning the others shouting, Wu Shengnan had already started eating.

Occasionally, she would discuss it and, if the matter was not serious, she would grab Li Feng and ask him to work as a chef in the county bureau canteen, so that she could eat the dishes she wanted on a regular basis.

"Ah."

Why have I been sneezing so often in recent days? Maybe some girl is talking about me. There are girls in the team, about sixteen or seventeen years old, only from Uncle Futian and Uncle Fuqiang's families. Usually, these little girls cover their mouths and laugh every time they see me. Maybe they have some thoughts about me.

When Li Feng thought of this, he was really a little scared. Uncle Futian and Uncle Fuqiang were not easy to get along with. If something really happened, he would definitely be beaten up.

"Ah, there's nothing I can do. I'm just too good."

Think about the forget-me-nots I sent out the day before yesterday. This was People's Literature, a real big publication, sent by registered mail. If it had been published, I'm afraid the region or even the province would have rewarded me, and the commune would have hung red flags at that time.

"What should I do?"

It was too scary to think about the little girl from the dam being obsessed with him. In fact, Li Feng was overthinking it. He had a bad character and people laughed at him. People would just stay away from him when passing by for fear of being contaminated by him.

Of course, if Li Feng really followed the girl from the dam, especially if something happened to the girl from Uncle Futian's or Uncle Fuqiang's family, he would definitely be beaten to death by the adults of these two families, so they would not even want him as a son-in-law.

"Ah."

"Comrade Li Feng, do you have a cold?"

"No."

It’s definitely not a cold. Who is thinking about me? Li Feng muttered, don’t say it’s a cold. Why do I keep sneezing recently? It’s not good. I have to go see a doctor immediately. “No, I have to go back. I don’t trust the barefoot doctors here.

The People's Literature Editorial Office far away in the capital is currently reviewing Forget-Me-Not. The article is simple, emotionally rich, and has a good plot. Of course, there are some parts that are not so satisfactory, and the writing style is average, which shows that the author's literary accomplishment is not very high.

"It's a decent short story."

“It reflects a certain degree of current social problems.”

"Well, let's proofread it. It's no problem to write a letter. After all, she's a young writer and we need to take good care of her."

(End of this chapter)