"Ah --"

Just as Ma Minghui was daydreaming, ye Qingcheng suddenly yelled and leaned back. She was about to slip into the mud; Ma Minghui quickly split his legs in a single character, followed by his left hand to Ye Qingcheng's back waist. Ye Qingcheng's feet supported the ground, and his upper body fell directly into Ma Minghui's left hand.

A long black hair, like a waterfall, immediately hit the muddy ground under him. Ma Minghui quickly lifted Ye Qingcheng's body up; At this moment, the boy suddenly grinned, "Mr. Ye, why didn't you wear a mask today? Isn't it good to wear a shirt without a hood? "

"Asshole! You can't find anything to say, can you? "

Ye Qingcheng wanted to thank Ma Minghui for helping her, but this guy said something that made her blush! It's embarrassing for her.

Gu Xiaoman see two people still maintain a very ambiguous posture, can't help laughing, "you this posture is a little beautiful, need I take a picture for you as a souvenir?"

"Well, I don't mind at all!"

Ma Minghui was very happy, but ye Qingcheng said angrily with a black face, "I really mind!"

Finish saying, the young girl hastens the foot to make a force, stand straight body.

Ma Minghui also took the opportunity to stop, but before he moved away, ye Qingcheng cast a cold eye and said, "don't say what you shouldn't say in the future! I forgot to tell you that I'm paying your salary. If I dare to talk about it in the future, I'll deduct 100 yuan each time! "

"I'm afraid of you, Mr. Ye."

Ma Minghui smiles helplessly.

"Xiaoman, slow down and give me a hand!"

Ye Qingcheng sees Gu Xiaoman walking like a flying horse, and puts his hope on her.

Gu Xiaoman has no choice but to go to Ye Qingcheng and help her.

About ten minutes later, the three finally walked to room 76, West Street, wuliliang shantytown.

This is a low, dilapidated wooden door. There is no padlock on the door. There must be someone in the room!

Gu Xiaoman raised his hand and knocked on the door three times.

"Who is it?"

An old woman's voice came out of the room.

"Is this Gu Xiaoguang's home?"

Ma Minghui raised his voice and asked.

"What do you want with him?"

The door opened with a creak, and a woman with gray hair, looking 50 or 60 years old, stood in front of them.

"Aunt, are you Zhou Xiulan, Gu Xiaoguang's mother?"

Ye Qingcheng looks at Gu Xiaoguang's personnel files and naturally knows the names of his family members.

"It's me. What can I do for you?"

Zhou Xiulan stood in front of the low door, looking at the three people in front of her with a sad face.

Ye Qingcheng then said, "Auntie, I'm Ye Qingcheng, general manager of Chunhui company. On behalf of the company and all employees, I'm sorry to come here today. It's too late."

Having said that, ye Qingcheng bent slightly again and bowed respectfully to Zhou Xiulan.

Zhou Xiulan wiped the corner of her eyes and asked excitedly, "are you the general manager? I heard that Xiaoguang died to protect you? "

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who implicated Xiaoguang and made you lose your beloved son. It's my fault!"

Hearing Zhou Xiulan's reproach, ye Qingcheng felt deeply sorry again, so he bowed 90 degrees again.

One side of Ma Minghui can't help but feel some pain.

This account should be counted on the evil safflower club. What's the matter with the chicks?

"Ah - forget it, forget it, people are dead, it's useless to say more! You go. I don't need your apology. "

As soon as Zhou Xiulan's face turned and her hand swung, she directly ordered them to leave.

At this time, an old man's voice suddenly came out of the room, "old lady, is there a guest? Please come in and sit down. What do you mean by blocking the door? "

Then, with a crutch in his right hand, a thin faced man limped behind Zhou Xiulan.

This man and Gu Xiaoguang's looks are six or seven points similar, needless to say, he is Gu Dayong, Gu Xiaoguang's father.

"It's from Chunhui company. I'm here to apologize! Xiao Guang is gone. It's useless to apologize! "

After Zhou Xiulan returned a sentence rigidly, she gave Gu Dayong a seam on one side of her body.

Gu Dayong forced himself to smile and explained to Zhou Xiulan sincerely, "this can't blame the company. Xiao Guang is a security guard. It's his duty to protect the company and the boss."

The old man is still sensible!

Ma Minghui has eyebrows and eyes when listening to Gu Dayong's words. He can't help throwing a look of appreciation at him.

"Three, if you don't dislike the poor family, please come and sit in the room."

After doing Zhou Xiulan's ideological work, Gu Dayong jumped out of the room in a hurry and made a gesture of invitation to the three.

Zhou Xiulan was silent, turned around and turned on the light in the house.

Although the outside world is still very bright, there are many old houses in the shantytowns, which make the light in the low houses even darker. In the daytime, you have to turn on the lights to see a trace of light, otherwise it is difficult to distinguish the southeast and northwest in the houses.

After entering from the small door, through a narrow corridor, you enter the main room, which is often called the main room by countrymen.

The area of the main hall is not large, about ten square meters at most. On the top of the hall is a shrine, on which is written the fragrance of heaven and earth, and on the bottom is a one meter square table of eight immortals, on which is a bone ash box and the image of Gu Xiaoguang; Maybe this hall was used as the mourning hall after Gu Xiaoguang's death, so I didn't see any other furnishings in this room.

Seeing Gu Xiaoguang's black-and-white light, ye Qingcheng naturally went to the front and put on a few sticks of incense. Then he took the two people behind him to mourn for two or three minutes in front of the urn.

"You're chatting in the house. I'm going to work!"

Zhou Xiulan seems to be very reluctant to see ye Qingcheng. After leading several people into the hall, she takes a dark red coat from the cabin next door and puts it on the gray shirt; Judging from the logo of the coat, she is still a staff member of trust Mart supermarket.

"Old lady, don't you go to work at one o'clock in the afternoon? Why go so early? Pour the guests a glass of water

At this time, Gu Dayong just limped in and saw that Zhou Xiulan had been keeping a straight face. Now he had to go out. He couldn't help but ask.

"There's no water in the kettle! If you want to drink water, you can cook it for them! I've changed shifts with someone else. I have to be there before eleven o'clock! "

Zhou Xiulan's face turned black, and she replied in a bad way; Maybe she doesn't know that ye always brings people to lose money, not to drink water, otherwise she won't give them a good look all the time!

"Auntie, uncle, we don't drink water, just say a few words and go!"

Ye Qingcheng looks embarrassed and thinks that he should finish the work quickly and leave here soon. So he is about to show his intention. Unexpectedly, Ma Minghui brings up his suitcase and stands in front of Zhou Xiulan.

Zhou Xiulan was about to ask the boy what he wanted to do when she heard a "click" and her suitcase opened.

A box of red and flowery old men's heads immediately came into view under the dim yellow light. Zhou Xiulan couldn't help but stare at her eyes,

"This - what do you mean?"

Seeing that box of soft girl coins, Zhou Xiulan smiles for the first time. She has worked hard for most of her life and has never seen so much money!

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