hello fireman

Chapter 106 Conspiracy
Yue Tingchuan looked at Kong Yizhen, and finally picked the smallest piece from the lunch box and put it into Kong Yizhen's spoon.

Kong Yizhen stared at the bone-but-meat rib, and laughed angrily, "Why are you still picking like you did when you were a child? You can't bear a piece of rib!"

When I was young, Kong and Yue’s family often had dinner together. Yue Tingchuan was growing up and had a large appetite, especially meat dishes. Kong Yizhen also liked to eat them. The two often quarreled at the dinner table over a piece of unremarkable bone scum. For this reason, the grown-up Kong Yizhen also left a psychological shadow, now whenever she eats with Yue Tingchuan, her chopsticks subconsciously poke at the meat.

Seeing such an unappearing piece of ribs, and thinking of the embarrassing things that happened back then, it's no wonder she lost her composure.

Yue Tingchuan ignored her, and just ate with his head in suspense. After a while, he raised his head, but met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He froze for a moment, stretched out his hand, covered Kong Yizhen's forehead, and pushed back, " What to look at, eat your meal!"

Kong Yizhen glanced at him, smiled, lowered her head and dug a mouthful of rice, and ate it with the thin pork ribs. Unexpectedly, the pork ribs, which looked like dry sticks, were quite tasty. She sipped and chewed, while lowering her head and asked Yue Ai Chuan, "Are we reconciled?"

Yue Tingchuan had almost eaten, put down the lunch box, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, stretched his long legs, "Which way?"

Kong Yizhen kicked him, but missed him, but hurt her knee. She hissed, dropped the rice spoon, put down her face, and lowered her head to rub it, "People say your heart is made of iron, but I didn't believe it at first. Unexpectedly, you have changed so fast over the years, and now you are not only iron, but a lump of iron frozen in ice! If you want to shake you and attract your attention, you have to break the ice first!"

Yue Tingchuan smiled, "You can say whatever you want."

"Hmph!" Kong Yizhen sneered, stood up with the lunch box and was about to leave.

"Starting tomorrow, you will be transferred to the inspection team of the West District." Yue Tingchuan sat there with his fingers intertwined, posing in a comfortable posture, and throwing out an order as if gossiping.

Kong Yizhen turned half of her body and stopped abruptly. She turned her head and stared at Yue Tingchuan with an incredulous expression: "You approve!"

Yue Tingchuan looked at her and nodded, "Approved, you will find Feng Xiaobao tomorrow."

Kong Yizhen closed her eyes and clenched her fists hard. She was really surprised. She thought that she could only stay in the secret service squadron and make a vase. .

"Thank you, Ting... Oh, no, captain!" Kong Yizhen smiled.

Yue Tingchuan pointed at her, "The one you want to thank is yourself! You have been working overtime and staying up late these days because you just want to end your mission in the East District and come to the West District as soon as possible!"

"That's up to you, isn't it!" Kong Yi is really happy, the fire prevention major is the only thing that can arouse all her enthusiasm besides love, she is not born to be a vase, otherwise, Why should she spend her youth and energy on a career that has no interest at all.

After Kong Yizhen went out, she came back again, knocked on the door, and said to the young man inside who started to clean up the tea table, "You take some time to go home and see Aunt Du, she is not feeling well recently, my mother met her in the hospital yesterday. her."

Yue Tingchuan paused, raised his eyes to look at her, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, thank you."

Kong Yizhen smiled and left.

Yue Tingchuan was in no mood to wash the dishes, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed his home number.

Du Baozhang's blood pressure has been on the high side for the past few days, coupled with the air conditioner and the cold, her body has become more and more uncomfortable after catching a cold. She asked the college for leave to rest at home. At this moment, when the phone rang, she was lying on the sofa watching TV.

After picking up the phone, the other party answered anxiously: "Mom, are you feeling unwell? How are you doing now? How about I ask for leave and go back and have a look."

It is the son Yue Tingchuan.

Du Baozhang had been in a cold war with his son because of Kong Yizhen's matter, so he didn't tell his son that he was unwell this time. When she heard the voice of her son who hadn't returned home for a long time, she was emotionally agitated for a while, and she didn't know how to answer.

After a while, reason prevailed, "No, I'm fine, you don't need to come back."

Yue Tingchuan heard that Du Baozhang's nasal voice was stronger than usual, he sighed, "Mom, can you give your son something in the future, I, the prophet will tell me, let me have a chance to be a dutiful son, don't always treat me as an outsider Push outside, okay?"

Du Baozhang was taken aback for a moment, then understood something, "Did Yi Zhen tell you?"

Yesterday I went to the hospital to see a doctor, and happened to meet Kong Shuming's wife Liu Chun. Liu Chun must have gone home and told her daughter, so now my son came to question her again.

However, Du Baozhang was overjoyed when he thought about it with her political economics mind. The son knew that she was ill, so it didn't mean that the two young people reconciled. Otherwise, Yi Zhen would still be angry. How could they? coming verbal communication.

Yue Tingchuan hummed, and continued to tell Du Baozhang, "You should pay more attention to your health when I'm not at home. Don't always turn on the air conditioner when it's hot, and go out more often when you don't have classes. This way, you will be more resistant to diseases. Also, you blood pressure, I found a folk remedy yesterday, I need..."

Du Baozhang listened quietly, and after a while, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, took a small breath, and said, "Okay, stop talking, look at you, are you still the taciturn son I know? "

Yue Tingchuan suddenly stopped.

Du Baozhang smiled and said, "Mom will take care of herself. As long as you and Yi Zhen are well, your mother will not suffer from any illness."

"Mom..." Yue Tingchuan protested.

"Okay, stop talking, stop talking, if you continue talking, you should not go home again." Du Baozhang stopped quickly.

Yue Tingchuan still wanted to give some instructions, but suddenly he heard the piercing alarm bell downstairs, and immediately, the dedicated phone on his desk rang.

"I won't tell you anymore, there is a police report here!"

"Okay, take care of yourself..." Before Du Baozhang could finish speaking, the phone was cut off.

She shook her head helplessly, struggled to get up, found the medicine prescribed by the hospital yesterday, took the water, and drank it.

When delivering the teacups, she went to the bedroom and stood in front of the table with her husband's portrait. She sat down slowly and stroked the handsome man in the photo with her hands.

"Chun Ting, I want to talk to you for a while..."

***
The plastic surgery room worked overtime at night. After Mi Guo sewed up the remains of a car accident, he looked up at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock.

She suddenly remembered something, and yelled, without taking off her gloves, she quickly ran to the outer rest area.

The beautician Wang Xiuna who was assisting her thought that something was wrong and followed her out. While taking off her gloves, Mi Guo explained to Wang Xiuna with a pale face: "Sister Wang, it's too bad. I forgot to report to my mother. Today my family There are guests, my mother specifically asked me to go back early."

Wang Xiuna knew that she hadn't told her family about her return to work, and when she heard it, she became anxious. After all, the funeral home was some distance away from the city, and even if she took a taxi back now, there might not even be leftovers left.

Mi Guo opened the cabinet and found the mobile phone that had been turned to silent after work. As soon as he turned it on, wow, there were 29 missed calls alone, not counting the WeChat bombarded by Mira.

Guoguo, you are miserable, mom found the book of the dead under your pillow today.

Guoguo, mom didn't cook at noon, so she's waiting to go home to interrogate you.

Guoguo, Guoguo, why haven't you come back, I'm about to be nagged to death by Mi Congshan.

Guoguo, mom is mad and calling you frenziedly, answer the phone quickly, answer it quickly!
Guoguo, you are really miserable...

Line by line, shocking, the cold sweat on Mi Guo's head broke out layer by layer, and finally, his body swayed, and he slammed on the door of the cabinet with a bang.

"Miguo, I think you should go home, I can handle the rest by myself." Wang Xiuna is also considered an old man in the funeral home, but she used to work in the cremation class, and was transferred to the plastic surgery room last year.

Mi Guo is eager to return home, but the work in hand is the top priority.The master is on sick leave, she is now the backbone of the plastic surgery room, she is gone, if something goes wrong, it is not her personal business, she is not willing to tarnish the face of the master.

With an extremely apprehensive heart, I sent Mira a WeChat message.

Mom, have you sharpened your knife?

In three to five seconds, Mira's WeChat came back.

The knife has been sharpened, the gun has been loaded, come back and die!

Miguo made a crying emoji.

Mira laughed wildly back, and added another voice.

"I scared you, hahaha, mom is going to send Mi Congshan off right now."

Mi Guo rubbed her heart that was about to pop out, and pressed the voice, "Lala, you little villain!"

Not long after it was sent, Mira came back with the same voice, "Guoguo, you did something bad, otherwise you would be guilty. To be honest, does it have something to do with the Book of the Dead?"

When Mi Guo heard the WeChat message, she was so frightened that she almost threw her phone again. She forced herself to calm down, and replied, "Guess what, sleep on you!"

*
Mi's downstairs.

Mama Mi and Mi Congshan were standing on the side of the green belt talking.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry! Tomorrow, let's make Guoguo's face shine!" Mi Congshan patted her chest to assure her, and suddenly felt that her description was a bit too much. She and Mi's mother looked at each other. With a glance, he laughed.

After laughing, Mama Mi said worriedly, "I didn't discuss this matter with Guoguo, is it appropriate?"

Mi Congshan waved her hand, "This is called a surprise! A surprise is to keep it secret in advance. You told her all about it, so why don't you give it to Guoguo tomorrow!"

"Oh.."

"Sister-in-law, you must keep it a secret! I just want to see the exciting scene tomorrow! It must be very brilliant and very dignified!" Mi Congshan laughed as she spoke.

The two discussed for a while, and Mi Congshan went home.

When Mama Mi came home, she saw Papa Mi sitting in the living room watching TV, so she yelled, "Old Mi, call your daughter again, if she doesn't answer, she will lock the door for me!"

Papa Mi raised his eyebrows to glance at his wife, and muttered in a low voice: "I won't lock it."

"What did you say?" Mama Mi didn't hear clearly, but she knew by feeling that it was not a good word.

Papa Mi smiled and turned his head, "I said, I will fight right away!"

(End of this chapter)