Rebirth of the Flying Era

The moonlight is dim outside.

No one in the courtyard lit a lamp.

Du Fei climbed over the wall the way he came, while Xiao Wu squatted on the roof, looking around vigilantly, and would immediately sound the alarm if something happened.

Until Du Fei climbed over the wall and got on his bicycle, Xiao Wu quickly ran down, sat on the back rack, and walked away with one person and one cat.

At this time, Zhang Erzhu woke up from the bed in a daze, raised his head, frowned, and looked around.

Apart from the dark room, there was no unusual movement.

He just thought he had just dreamed, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Du Fei was so excited all the way that he wanted to pedal his bicycle so fast.

Thirteen large yellow croakers, plus a thousand yuan to be found in the ocean, what kind of concept is this!

Or to put it another way, a man will not be rich without windfall, and a horse will not be fat without night grass.

Du Fei showed Zhang Laocai a hiding place for hiding money, and he made nearly 30,000 yuan into his account.

And they are all real hard currency. In addition to Du Fei's original three large yellow croakers, he now has sixteen large yellow croakers and ten small yellow croakers, which is more than a thousand yuan in the ocean!

If you include the six 100-tael silver bricks left by the Gray Immortal and the gold and silver jewelry, Du Fei's total assets now approach 50,000 yuan.

Du Fei returned to the courtyard happily.

At this time, almost every household was asleep, and only two or three households in the courtyard still had lights on.

Du Fei pushed his bicycle back to the backyard and looked at the two old hens first.

There is some feed left in the trough, cornstarch paste and vegetable leaves, and the chicken manure in the chicken cage has also been cleaned. Banggun'er is not perfunctory in his work.

But when I reached into a chicken coop, I found only one egg.

Du Fei frowned.

It might be normal for other people's old hens to lay one egg every two or three days, but his two old hens had been modified with white light, so by convention they should lay one egg a day.

Since there is less of it now, the stick must have stolen it.

Du Fei cursed: "This little white guy..."

He wanted to scold the little white-eyed wolf, but just in the middle of the scolding, he found a bowl fastened to the quilt on the chicken coop, and there was a note underneath the bowl.

Du Fei opened the bowl and found an egg inside. However, the egg was obviously a little smaller and was not laid by Du Fei's old hen.

The note below had two lines of crooked writing on it: Uncle Du, I'm sorry, I was wrong.

Du Fei looked at the note and smiled to himself.

Asking Banggun'er to clean up the chicken coop is like asking Sun Wukong to watch the peach garden. It would be strange if the boy didn't steal the eggs.

But the first time Bangguner stole an egg, Qin Huairou found out that he had made up for it, which somewhat surprised Du Fei.

It is estimated that before Du Fei comes back tonight, Bangpoler has already experienced a miserable women's singles match.

Du Fei took the two eggs back into the house, crumpled the note and threw it into the fireplace, and then lit the fireplace.

After a while, the cold room warmed up.

I glanced at the time, it was already past nine o'clock.

Du Fei didn't feel sleepy at all, so he simply took out all the large and small yellow croakers in his pocket.

One by one they were placed on the small tea table in the middle of the Arhat bed.

Sometimes they were arranged in a row, sometimes they were stacked into small pyramids, and sometimes they placed the small yellow croakers on top of the big yellow croakers. While giggling, they imitated the sound of a tank moving forward, "gragra", and pushed forward with another "boom", imitating The tank fired, holding a small yellow croaker in its hand, and crashed into the low wall of gold bars in front...

Du Fei changed his tricks and had a great time playing with these gold bars.

It wasn't until almost eleven o'clock that I put it away, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and got on the kang to sleep.

Although he went to bed very late last night, Du Fei still woke up early the next day.

Get dressed happily, wash your face and brush your teeth happily, push the car happily to go to work...

Today, it seems that the rising sun on this cold winter morning is particularly bright.

After leaving the backyard and entering the middle courtyard, Qin Huairou went out to empty the spit bucket.

She probably didn't sleep well last night. The pretty widow was breathing heavily, listless, and her eyes were sleepy. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and there were two bunches of dull hair on the top of her head. As she walked, she shivered along with her chest.

"Good morning, Sister Qin~" Du Fei greeted with a smile.

Qin Huairou was stunned for a moment and looked at Du Fei sheepishly: "Xiao Duhao, that... was awesome yesterday..." As she said this, she came over with a spit bucket.

Du Fei said hurriedly: "It's okay. Bad habits have a strong inertia. Just wait for a while and he will develop good habits."

Qin Huairou breathed a sigh of relief.

I felt more and more sorry for Du Fei.

In order to help her, Du Fei agreed to let Bangpole take care of the two old hens.

But Banggun'er repaid kindness with hatred, secretly took an egg from someone, boiled it and ate it with Xiaodang and Sophora japonica flowers.

Banggun'er thought that his clothes were perfect, but Qin Huairou discovered that he had a guilty conscience as soon as he came back. She called Xiaodang Huaihua over and asked, and it was exposed at that time.

As a result, Bang Geng took it for granted and had a meal of bamboo ruler stew.

Moreover, this time the Pretty Widow's training of her children not only caused physical harm, but also continued to inflict mental harm.

While beating him, he asked: "Aren't you a man? There are men who watch over thefts and repay kindness with hatred..."

But after beating the child, Qin Huairou was worried about how to explain it to Du Fei.

Fortunately, Du Fei came back late yesterday, so Qin Huairou quickly ran to the vegetable market and bought an egg to make up for it.

It's just that the eggs bought in the market were obviously a bit smaller, so she didn't dare to make up for it, so she had to let Bang Banger leave a note.

Although she had done everything she could, Qin Huairou was still worrying about gains and losses and couldn't sleep well all night.

Until now, I was relieved to see that Du Fei was in a particularly good mood and didn't care about what happened last night.

Du Fei quickened his pace, crossed the front yard in a flash, and rushed out of the courtyard gate.

First we went to a breakfast shop to eat fried liver buns, and then we went to the street office with a smell of garlic and humming a song in a crooked voice.

As soon as he entered the office, Sun Lan came up to him, with a flash of anxiety in his eyes, and whispered: "Xiao Du, come here." Then he walked out.

"Good morning, Aunt Sun!" Du Fei said hello as if nothing had happened, put his gloves and scarf on the desk, turned around and followed him out.

"Aunt Sun, what's the matter?" Du Fei asked knowingly.

Sun Lan said anxiously: "Donglai asked me to tell you that there are changes in the Zhang family, you'd better go there!"

"Okay, I'll go now, please tell the section chief for me." Du Fei frowned, immediately went to get his gloves, and rode his bicycle to find Jiang Donglai.

Room 304 of the hotel.

As soon as Du Fei entered, he saw Jiang Donglai sitting there smoking with an ugly expression.

Cigarette butts were scattered around his feet.

Cheng Dajun and Zhao Xiaohu were also there.

Du Fei noticed that Zhao Xiaohu had a bandage on his left hand. He must have been injured when he went to catch Wu Laoer last night.

"Xiao Du, you're here~" Jiang Donglai saw Du Fei and forced a smile. The scar on his face was distorted, making his expression look a little ferocious.