When An Zishan and his entourage were gathering in the karaoke box of Haole Di, they were far away in Yongcheng City, Yuhang Province, on the southeast coast of China, in a luxuriously decorated house.Tong Fan held a cigar in his hand, leaned back in his chair, took a deep breath and smiled, "Did you find it?"
”In front of him, a middle-aged man stood respectfully, and the man said respectfully: "Found it, Tong Shao, it's not in vain that we spent so much effort to get Lu Shaochuan down, but I didn't expect this person to be a rotten boy." ”"Huh!
Lu Shaochuan's bull, that is he himself does not know, he can go further by cooperating with us, but he has to do it with us. ”Tong Fan spat disdainfully."
Yes, yes!""
Tell me what this rotten boy means?"
The middle-aged man smiled: "After we found the target person, after investigation, we found that this person's parents worked in other places and did not return home all the year round, and they depended on their grandfather since childhood. ”"He swears at the age of four, gets into trouble at the age of five, fights with his classmates when he first enters elementary school, starts stealing things at the age of seven or eight, smokes before he is ten years old, and often peeks at girls taking a bath when he is just ten years old.""
As a result, he was a rotten boy before graduating from elementary school, and he mixed with the society every day, and he became the eldest brother of the school because he hacked a person to death just after he entered junior high school, and was finally acquitted because he was a minor, and he was also a well-known figure in their area after he came out."
Tong Fan was stunned, and laughed out loud after a while, "This is a character, but it's really a bad boy." ”After laughing for a moment, he said, "What's this person's name?"
Did you catch it?
”"Yu Hailong!"
The middle-aged man looked sneered, and said astringently: "But the person has not been caught yet, we investigated and found that this person suddenly left Yongcheng half a year ago, and we are still investigating where he is." ”Tong Fan's face suddenly became ugly, he stood up suddenly, pressed the burning cigar on his face and rubbed it vigorously, and a faint smell of barbecue slowly rose.The middle-aged man's painful lower lip was broken, and the blood was bleeding nonstop, but he didn't dare to roar.Tong Fan roared angrily: "Jing stabbed Lou Zi for me, the target of Lianshan County was not discovered, and he made a commotion."
The executive deputy mayor of Zhao City, who was so hard to be installed by us, Tong Jiale was arrested by the bastards of the Mystery Bureau. ”"And Gao Tian of the Dongshan Provincial Armed Police Force, that bastard bites me like a mad dog, if it weren't for other arrangements at home, I'm afraid of provoking Yao Shanfa from the provincial department, I would have fucking abolished him."
The more Tong Fan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he picked up the cup on the coffee table in front of him and smashed it on the middle-aged man's head."
Smack!"
The transparent glass shattered, and blood flowed down the man's forehead.Even after being beaten like this, the man remained silent and kept his head down.Tong Fan glared at the man with a fierce face, and said coldly: "No matter what method you use, I will give you a week to find this Yu Hailong." ”"Otherwise, you go to the sea and feed the fish!"
The middle-aged man shuddered violently and said sharply: "Don't worry, Tong Shao!"
I promise to find him in a week!
”Tong Fan sat down again, glanced at him, and snorted coldly: "Get out!"
”"Yes!"
The middle-aged man stumbled out as if he had been pardoned, and a drop of blood was sprinkled on the sandalwood-colored wooden floor.February 11, 2000, Friday, the seventh day of the first lunar month.Before he woke up in the morning, An Zishan was woken up by a violent knock on the door."
Lushan, get up, get up!"
An Ziliang yelled frantically outside.An Zishan lifted the quilt and opened the door with an annoyed face, and said angrily: "What are you doing?
I haven't woken up yet. ”An Ziliang's face flushed with excitement, and he danced and shouted: "It's snowing, it's snowing, come out for a snowball fight." ”Hearing this, An Zishan looked out and saw through the window that there was a white patch on the roof opposite.Ooh!
It's snowing!"
You wait for me, I'll get dressed."
An Zishan closed the door again casually and quickly put on his clothes.After a while, he opened the door again and rushed to the courtyard with An Ziliang.It's really snowing, stepping on the ground, the snow has covered the ankles.There was a thick layer of snow on the pressurized water well platform, and a white snow line was formed along the handle of the well.The surrounding red-tiled roofs were covered with a thick layer of white quilts, and the row of tall poplar trees outside the courtyard wall was covered with snow branches that leaned out from the side.I don't know who built a snowman next to the well, An Zishan thought that this should be done by An Ziliang, and he had such leisure and playfulness.The snowman's eyes are stuffed with two pine towers, a cannon is inserted into the nose, and a square couplet is placed on the snowman's somewhat oval head, on which a small snowdrift in the shape of ice cream is placed.It looks like it's used as a snowman's hat.An Zishan looked at the snowman with a disgusted face, and his head became a rugby, what kind of aesthetic is this?"
Lushan, my snowman is okay, right?
Mighty or not?
Domineering not?
”An Ziliang pinched his waist with both hands, raised his head slightly, and said proudly."
Pull it down, the snowman's head is like a big cake, why are you pressing paper on your head?
Grave pressing?
”An Zishan said mercilessly, and the spit stars flew to An Ziliang's face."
Huh?
Can't press paper on your head?
”"What do you say?
Didn't our dad scold you?
”"No?
At that time, he was in a hurry to go out, I don't know what to do, and I haven't built a snowman yet. ”As the two were talking, dull footsteps sounded outside the gate, and An Jiaye walked in expressionlessly.He glanced at the brothers standing in the yard, then his eyes fell on the snowman, and then his eyes glared angrily, and he roared angrily, "What are you guys piling up?"
What are you doing with paper pressed on your head?
Pile of graves?
”An Zishan quietly took two steps back, raised his hand and pointed at An Ziliang and said, "I just got up, it's not me, it's the boss." ”An Ziliang was still like that, pinching his waist with both hands, raising his head and saying, "What's wrong with me piling it up?"
Dad, what kind of eyes are you?
I'm building a snowman. ”An Zishan was shocked, An Jiaye's face instantly darkened, and he said sharply: "How can I talk to you Lao Tzu?"
Hurry up and tear down your flat-headed snowman. ”An Zishan turned around and returned to the house with a grin, ignoring the two father and son with raised eyebrows.It was already past eight o'clock after eating in the morning, and by this time the sun had already risen, and the snow near the chimney on the roof had already begun to melt, and the snow was slowly dripping under the eaves.On the tiles next to it, there are a few slender ice cubes, shining in the rising sun.Just as An Zishan was standing under the eaves and looking up at Bingling, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang.An Zishan picked up his mobile phone while taking a bamboo pole from the wall of the south courtyard, and chose the longest ice cube and hit it."
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Hey, who's that?"
An Zishan asked with a smile, and casually picked up a piece of ice from the ground, and the biting coldness penetrated into the finger bones and tendons, making him violently excited.