Arrogant Uncle, don't be shy

Zhang Xiaoxiao followed Ling Chen all the way. In addition to the hospital building, he silently said "sorry" to Du Zetang.

When she got on the bus, she asked Ling Chen, "uncle, did Xu Ge divide his hands for Du Zetang and wishing?"

"Who knows." Ling Chen looked up at the window of a ward upstairs, which meant unknown. After saying this, she drove.

When the car drove on the highway, Zhang Xiaoxiao finally found something wrong: "uncle, where are we going?"

"Find the witness."

When Ling Chen spoke, he leaned out of the window, scanned the code with his mobile phone, and stepped on the accelerator to leave the toll station.

On the way, Ling Chen analyzed to Zhang Xiaoxiao the location where Du Zetang was rescued, and told her that even if Du Zetang didn't say there were witnesses, he would go to see if there would be any clues today.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was expressionless: "why didn't I know I was going to investigate with you?"

"Ah, didn't I tell you?" Ling Chen looked innocent, "otherwise I'll send you home first and I'll investigate myself?"

"Well, it's just that I want to discuss with Marian about Chunxiao's opening a brand store in China." Zhang Xiaoxiao is not used to him. He actually gets on the highway without saying anything. He recognizes her and follows him in everything?

"Wife, I'm flustered without you." Ling Chen held the steering wheel with one hand, spoiled and reluctantly touched Zhang Xiaoxiao's hair.

"Who is your wife!" Zhang Xiaoxiao's face suddenly turned red. He was clearly not married!

Ling Chen continued innocently: "you have accepted all the rings. Do you regret it? Little girl, are you going to abandon me? "

"Who will give up on you and drive your car!"

Zhang Xiaoxiao pinched his hot earlobe and lost his temper completely.

"Well, I knew my wife would be responsible for me." Ling Chen raised the corners of his mouth with a bad smile, but he was so handsome that he couldn't open his eyes.

Ling Chen adjusted the navigation. The initial difficult rescue stage in the disaster area has passed. The road condition is very good. They arrived at ningkou town without fear or danger.

This is where Du Zetang was rescued.

Ningkou town is a small town with the same area and population. The whole town is cut off from the outside by the Taihe river flowing through city C. behind it is a stretch of towering mountains. Behind the mountains is a nature reserve in the province. There are no people over the mountains. Therefore, before the founding of the people's Republic of China, it was almost isolated from the world. Only ferry people can get in and out of the town.

After the founding of the people's Republic of China, the government built a bridge across the river for ningkou Town, which solved the problem of their daily access, and gradually the town became more connected with the outside world.

Zhang Xiaoxiao got out of the car and began to look around. It was only a few hours' drive from city C. what she saw was a completely different living environment from the bustling city.

The houses in the town are generally two to three floors, and the highest five storey building stands out from the crowd, which can be seen from a distance. Moreover, the appearance of the house is quite old, with mottled exterior walls. Many of them are old-fashioned windows pushed and pulled inside and outside, and even the window frames are made of wood.

Zhang Xiaoxiao took the mineral water Ling Chen bought from the street canteen, drank it and asked him, "how can we find the people who might have seen Du Zetang rescued at that time?"

"Someone will take us to find it."

Before Ling Chen's voice fell, Zhang Xiaoxiao saw a familiar man come out of the mahjong hall in front and go straight to them.

"Uncle Dong?!" Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the man holding plastic slippers in front of him in amazement, "Why are you here?"

"Wait for you!" Dong Mingyuan slipped the crumpled change in his hand into the pocket of his sweatpants, as if it were normal for him to appear here.

Ling Chen raised her hand on Zhang Xiaoxiao's shoulder and explained to her, "this uncle is here to help us lead the way. The town is on guard against strangers. It would be much better if he was there."

"Yes, uncle, I have lived here for several months!" Dong Mingyuan waved and motioned them to follow.

Zhang Xiaoxiao made it clear from Dong Mingyuan's nagging words that he didn't go to the upstream mountain just here, but first lived in ningkou town for a long time. He didn't run to the mountain until an outsider came to the town to find him not long ago.

Two young men followed the slovenly middle-aged uncle through the wet slate Road, with some small shops on the roadside. Mahjong parlor, canteen, hardware store, grocery store, and finally to a small restaurant with a narrow and dilapidated appearance.

It's really small. There are only four tables in the restaurant. There can't be any more.

As soon as Dong Mingyuan entered the door, he was familiar with the way and went back to the kitchen. He still shouted, "little rabbit, where are people!"

The table where Zhang Xiaoxiao and Ling Chen sat was close to the counter. It was a glass cabinet with cold dishes. An account book, several ball point pens and even a mobile phone were thrown there. There was a hole in the upper left corner of the glass cabinet. From Zhang Xiaoxiao's point of view, he could reach out and bring out a dish by himself, but the boss didn't even bother to paste a newspaper, so he threw it away.

After a while, Dong Mingyuan came out with two dishes in his hand, followed by a young man with yellow hair behind him, with a rebellious face, but with a funny juggling in his hand, he generally brought a full five dishes.

After putting down the dishes, the young man frowned and forced himself to squeeze out some head lifting lines. He looked at the strangers Ling Chen and Zhang Xiaoxiao very unhappy.

"What are you looking at? It's impolite!" Dong Mingyuan slapped him on the back of the head and scolded him.

Yellow hair covered the back of his head and blew up.

"Shit, can you not hit me on the head? In this way, I'll fart next year, which will make you stupid! "

Dong Mingyuan said, "anyway, your brain is always farting. It makes no difference whether you beat it or not."

Seeing that Ling Chen and Zhang Xiaoxiao are very confused, Dong Mingyuan cleared his throat and introduced: "this boy's name is Pei Jiadong. I used to be the landlord here. He generally knows something about the town, and can inquire about what he doesn't know."

Zhang Xiaoxiao glanced at each other up and down, and a sentence emerged in his heart: yellow hair washing, cutting and blowing, rebellious against the non mainstream.

"Look at Mao, look!" Pei Jiadong stared at her like a hedgehog. Then he felt that the temperature in the small restaurant dropped suddenly, and a cold breath that could not be ignored came out of the strange tall and handsome man.

Jiadong felt a little empty. His legs were soft and he almost didn't kneel down.

Dong Mingyuan saved him from fire and water and made a round of it: "eat and say while eating. It's almost three o'clock. You're hungry."

Zhang Xiaoxiao was surprised at the chopsticks. This dish is so delicious!

Even Ling Chen, who is used to eating seafood Michelin restaurant, is a little impressed by this washing, cutting and blowing.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was served a dish, and Ling Chen went straight in, "I just came to ask if anyone in your town has met a policeman called wishing."