You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 279 Wen Ling: I'm very satisfied with you!
In Yanzi's kitchen, wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys, and laughter and chatter filled the air, creating a lively scene.

Yanzi's mother invited not only Yang Jinwen and Wen Ling'er, but also her grandparents.

Grandma was helping to chop vegetables in the kitchen, Yanzi was tending the fire in the stove, and Yanzi's mother was stir-frying the dishes, with the spatula clanging and clattering.

Every time Yang Jinwen finished cooking a dish, he would use his chopsticks to pick up a little bit and toss it to the two stray dogs hiding outside the door.

These two stray dogs belong to the neighbor on the right; they often come over to freeload.

When Yanzi's mother saw that Yang Jinwen had given all the meat to the dog, she felt very distressed, but she didn't know what to say.

Grandma scolded him, "You ungrateful wretch! How much does a pound of meat cost? You've just given it to the dogs!"

Yang Jinwen smiled and said, "It's fun."

Yanzi's mother waved her hand: "Auntie, it's alright. This time, we're lucky that Xiaowen helped us. Otherwise, our Lao Yang would have really been labeled a murderer and would have been executed."

"Auntie, have you gone to see Uncle Yang?"

"Well, it's called theft, and there's also the destruction of evidence and stuff, so the sentence won't be more than a few years."

"That's good." Yang Jinwen replied casually, and carried the two plates of dishes to the main room.

Actually, Yang Jianhui could be released quickly if he just gave Fu Mingyuan a heads-up, but there was no need for that.

In addition to theft, Yang Jianhui also engaged in prostitution. Since he committed crimes, he should go to jail and undergo proper rehabilitation.

If we let him take chances and think that someone is protecting him, he will only become more and more outrageous and out of control in the future.

Wen Ling was setting out bowls and chopsticks in the main room when she saw the braised pork that Yang Jinwen had brought over, and she couldn't resist picking up a piece with her chopsticks.

Yang Jinwen quickly scolded, "You haven't even washed your hands."

"So what? You're just being fussy."

Yang Jinwen put down the plate and took the chopsticks from her hand: "Eat later."

Wen Ling, being such a smart person, immediately understood.

"Okay, it's up to you."

After all the dishes were served, the two stray dogs moved to the outside of the main room, jumping around and wagging their tails obsequiously, appearing very fawning. Only then did Yang Jinwen pick up his chopsticks.

The two families sat around a square table, eating and chatting.

The happiest person, besides the two stray dogs, was the swallow.

As far back as she could remember, her family had never invited Yang Jinwen and her grandparents to eat. Even when relatives came to visit, she would eat in the kitchen. But now, she was sitting next to Wen Ling, her bowl filled with her favorite dishes.

"How are your grades?" Wen Ling asked with a smile.

Yanzi, holding her rice bowl, nodded and said, "First place."

"Really?"

Yang Bin laughed and said, "That's right. Yanzi always shows me her test papers after each exam, and she gets 100 in both Chinese and Math."

"You're so capable!" Wenling put a chicken leg on Yanzi's plate. "Eat well, study hard, and I'll be waiting for you to come to the city to study."

Yanzi nodded obediently and put the chicken leg from her bowl into Wenling's bowl.

"Sister, you eat, I ate a lot of meat."

Wen Ling didn't stand on ceremony and picked up a chicken leg to eat: "Auntie's cooking is pretty good, you could open a restaurant."

Swallow's mother smiled and said, "The old hen's meat is tough, but the soup is delicious. Drink more soup."

In rural areas, if a family kills an old hen to host a feast, it's considered a high-class affair.

A hen can lay eggs, which can not only be sold but also hatch into chicks, providing a considerable income for rural families.

Swallow's mother really went all out this time.

People cannot be persuaded; their values ​​can only be changed through actions.

Yanzi's mother was no exception. For her husband's sake, she ran around Dannan County trying to see Yang Jianhui in the detention center, but not only could she not get in, she was also scolded.

She went to the detention center and then to the police station, but no one paid any attention to her. As for the municipal criminal investigation team, she would be chased away by the guards if she just stood outside the gate.

After this incident, Yanzi's mother finally understood what kind of family the neighbors were.

Yang Dachuan used to be the deputy director of Anan Steel Plant. He was naturally good-tempered and had no airs at all.

The villagers naively thought that Yang Dachuan was still the young man who used to breakdance in the fields, a rascal who hadn't even grown his hair yet.

Yang Jinwen is the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team of the municipal bureau. He looks refined and has a good temper. He just dresses well and is handsome. What else is there?

You must understand that we workers and peasants are powerful. If it were a few decades ago, they wouldn't have been as strong as us.

But times have changed.

You won't find another family like Yang Jinwen's in their village.

Moreover, there's Wen Ling'er's family.

Although she couldn't figure out Wen Ling's identity, judging from her clothes and appearance, she must be the daughter of some high-ranking official in the city.

Only then did Yanzi's mother realize how fortunate her daughter was to receive their care.

If Yanzi studies hard and maintains excellent grades, she will definitely be able to leave the countryside and move to the city in the future.

At this moment, Swallow's mother's mindset underwent a tremendous change.

Their attitude towards the swallows improved significantly.

She finally realized that her daughter was the hope of the family.

Yang Jinwen didn't even need to think to know why Yanzi's mother's change was so rapid.

It's only right to treat swallows well, but I would never allow myself to suck their blood.

But it's too early to talk about this now, and Yang Jinwen is too lazy to think about it too much.

After the meal, Grandma helped clear the dishes, and Grandpa went to take a nap.

Yang Jinwen also wanted to take a nap, but he couldn't resist Yanzi's enthusiasm, so he had no choice but to go fishing with her.

From the morning onwards, Wenling's eyes were constantly changing, watery and filled with a deep longing. But what could she possibly want to do in broad daylight? She could only try fishing to ease her restless heart.

Unsurprisingly, after the rice harvest in the summer, the young people in the village still plundered the river clean.

As soon as Yang Jinwen put down his fishing rod, swarms of carp and crucian carp began to rise to the surface of the river.

Several young people, with their trousers rolled up, ran happily down from upstream, chasing and playing, having a great time, with buckets in their hands.

Yang Jinwen sighed. These people had poisoned the river.

Not only do they damage the water quality, but they also pollute the environment. If this were to happen in the future, a single phone call to the police station would result in these guys being detained for three to five years before they could get out.

But right now, nobody has that kind of legal awareness, and there's no relevant legislation, so who can be arrested?

The young men didn't know Yang Jinwen, but they were very enthusiastic. They used a net to scoop up several large carp from the river and threw them into the bucket at Yang Jinwen's feet.

"Brother, you're back from the city, right? Here, take these two fish."

Yang Jinwen put away his fishing rod and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"Don't be shy, everyone gets a share."

After the young men finished catching the fish in the river, they ran downstream.

Swallow squatted on the bank, hugging her knees, staring at the two big carp in the bucket, and said happily, "These two fish weigh seven or eight pounds."

Yang Jinwen nodded and poured the water and fish from the bucket into the river.

Yanzi quickly called out, "Brother, this fish is edible."

“You can’t eat this. And don’t eat this kind of fish again.” Yang Jinwen stood up and looked at the young people downstream.

"Who are they?"

The swallow replied, "The older brothers across the river are studying in high school in town."

"Okay," Yang Jinwen replied, and took Yanzi home.

Dinner in the countryside comes very late; it's past eight o'clock by the time you finish eating, and it's already completely dark.

Yanzi returned to her own home, and her grandparents had already gone to bed.

After Yang Dachuan became successful, he renovated his old home and built a second floor on the original site.

There are three rooms on the second floor. In addition to Yang Dachuan and Yang Jinwen's bedroom, there is also a storage room filled with some old objects.

After Yang Jinwen's maternal grandparents passed away, they left behind a jar of silver dollars and several boxes of antiques.

Where did these things come from?
Yang Jinwen's mother's family used to be landlords, and in those years they dared not take it out and secretly hid it in the cellar.

After the old man passed away, he specifically asked Yang Dachuan to retrieve it from the cellar, where it has been kept ever since.

Yang Dachuan has always liked new gadgets and pursued fashion, but he has never cared about these things and can't be bothered to even glance at them.

But Yang Jinwen knew that these boxes of antiques were priceless, including an ancient sword from the Han Dynasty that could be considered a national treasure.

In recent years, some people from southern cities have come to the countryside of Qin Province specifically to buy these old items, and a number of them have been arrested by the local police station.

Later, these people became cunning. They carried bamboo baskets and shouted that they could exchange grain for bowls, going from house to house to find out what was going on, but in reality, they were looking for antiques.

Yang Jinwen specifically warned his grandparents that these things must never be taken out, and that they must be handed over in critical moments.

Yang Jinwen observed these things, while Wen Ling, who had just finished showering, went upstairs, her eyes seemingly spitting fire.

"Have you taken a shower?" Her cheeks were flushed, she was wearing pajamas, her hair was wet, and her collar was slightly open, revealing a beautiful view below her swan-like neck.

Yang Jinwen swallowed and nodded: "I washed before you washed."

"I asked you if you've washed it clean?"

"Uh……"

Yang Jinwen smiled, then frowned and asked when he saw the measuring tape in her hand, "What are you doing with that?"

"You'll find out soon enough," Wen Ling'er said mysteriously with a smile.

Before Yang Jinwen could react, Wen Ling'er pulled him into the house. She had even chosen a room with an empty room downstairs.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jinwen's exclamation came from inside the house.

"No, what are you doing?"

Wen Ling smiled eerily: "I just wanted to test the data..."

When Yanzi was half asleep, she heard the floorboards next door shaking, making a whooshing sound, like an earthquake.

"Mom, it's going to rain. It sounds like thunder."

Swallow's mother laughed and said, "Yes, it's going to rain."

The noise lasted for a long time, and after less than ten minutes, the floor started to shake again.

The swallow didn't sleep well all night, repeatedly hearing thunder.

After dawn, Yanzi washed up and went next door to find Sister Lingling.

She went into the room and saw Wen Ling'er lying on her side on the bed with her butt sticking out, her firm thighs wrapped around a pillow, fast asleep, a satisfied smile on her lips.

Looking at her plump and charming appearance, Yanzi said enviously, "Sister Lingling is sleeping so soundly, even thunder didn't wake her up."

　I recommend a similar book, "I'm Not a Genius Detective".

　　Synopsis: Han Ling was once the arbiter of the night, where bullets were justice and blood was the verdict.

　　Having been reborn through time travel, the demons and monsters he once hunted have now become mysteries awaiting the truth in the case files.

　　The most ingenious counter-investigation techniques, the deepest darkness of human nature, solving cases is more like a review of experience.

　　Those who slayed dragons in the past are now shield bearers.

　　I'm really not a genius detective.

(End of this chapter)