Most of the impact of the storm has passed.

All municipal departments are working hard to carry out disaster relief, and the notice of suspension of school and work has been cancelled.

I need to go to work normally and report to the demolition office.

But I couldn't sit idly by and watch You Jing's affairs.

To put it more, it is for justice. In fact, I just chose to make myself comfortable. I sympathize with You Jing and hate her sister, although both of them were victims of their parents' atrocities and perpetrators of their parents.

When I was at work, I found an opportunity to call Wu Ling.

Wu Ling had a cell phone herself. I watched her take out the box in the office, and some of her documents were also taken out. Wu Ling also told me the mobile phone number that day and exchanged contact information with me.

In this regard, Wu Ling really left behind Gu Mo and Nangong Yao more than a few streets. Even after listening to Chen Xiaoqiu's analysis and knowing that Qingye's people have different attitudes towards me, it is related to the action policy they have taken, I am more willing to contact Wu Ling and accept the kindness she released.

Wu Ling was very surprised to hear the content of my dream.

"... So, we made a mistake at that time. Well. Nangong did see something, but that kind of vague 'seeing' is difficult to combine with the truth. We did not take radical approaches at that time, but we did not continue to investigate." Wu Ling said with some regret, and changed the subject, "I understand. I will go to the original site of the old Tiexiang area with them."

When I heard Wu Ling’s promise, I felt much more relaxed.

When I arrived at the unit, I naturally talked about this with the skinny man and the others.

The thin man nodded vigorously, "Miss Wu Ling is really reliable!"

Guo Yujie immediately "sniffed" in disgust.

Although this kind of ridiculous statement is very popular, it still feels too numb when you hear it in your life.

You Jing’s incident is a tragedy. Now the tragedy should be truly over. When we talk about it, we can at most feel a little sad and not so indignant and sad.

Colleagues from other offices also came to work one after another.

Zheng Wei passed by our office door, and a teenager was following him.

This surprised us.

The thin man waved his hand and called out, "Brother Zheng, here we are here."

Zheng Wei had a noticeable look of fatigue on his face. He turned to look over, looked slightly, and introduced the boy around him.

"This is Fengfeng, my relative's child."

The boy's face was not good-looking, and he looked at people with a very alert look. He just looked at us without saying hello.

Zheng Wei said something to him before he hummed and called "Uncle and Auntie".

The thin man's expression was obviously stiff, and Guo Yujie widened her eyes.

The two of them must be either really angry or a little unhappy being called out by the children.

I coughed dryly, chatted with Zheng Wei for a few words, asked about his family's situation, and changed the topic.

Unfortunately, Zheng Wei's mother fell down in the storm and was hospitalized. The only elderly man in the family had this incident. Before the impact of the storm had passed, Zheng Wei and his wife had to take their two children to their respective units to take care of them.

The five of us were concerned about Zheng Wei’s mother’s situation.

The old man's fall was not serious, but because he was old, Zheng Wei and the others were worried and decided to let her be hospitalized for rest.

After the gossip ended, Zheng Wei took Fengfeng into their office.

The thin man whispered: "Did you see that little devil's expression?"

"What?" I didn't pay attention and looked at the thin man in confusion.

"Brother Zheng said that the old man was hospitalized, and he exhaled, just the expression of restlessness." The thin man exaggeratedly, but his voice was still very low, for fear of being heard by the office next door.

The fat man nodded, "I saw it too."

"A child. At this age, I have a rebellious period." I don't agree.

The thin man curled his lips, "This little devil makes people uncomfortable."

"You are calling you uncle, do you feel uncomfortable? It's considered the age difference, how shameless it is to call you brother." I smiled.

I don't care about being called uncle by a child.

The thin man exaggeratedly put on a pose, "Brother Qi, you said it wrong. Calling me uncle is unconscience."

I said "hehe" twice, taking it as an answer.

Because of the previous storm, we stayed in the office today, and our main job was to contact the property owners by phone.

Someone will die in the "storm" of that day. The normal process will not be received so quickly. Now we are just concerned about the situation of those elderly property owners.

I contacted Director Mao and Xiao Gu from the police station. If there was anything, they should receive the news as soon as possible.

Although the two were sighing and some people in the sixth village of Gongnong Village were also taken to the hospital by ambulances, no one has been heard of as of yet.

This is good news.

But the thin man found out that there was a property owner who was seriously injured. He was an old man over 80 years old. He was shocked by heavy rain last night and was frightened in his sleep. When he turned off the bed, he ran into his head. Two other old men had a heart attack and were also scared.

To be honest, I was also scared that night. That shocking thunder and lightning was the first time I encountered it in my life.

Someone talked about this on the Internet before. When lightning and thunder were roaring, he suddenly became blind and deaf, and was so scared that he thought the end of the world. The jokes of "passing the tribulation" were endless, and he also "seriously" discussed the level of the "Daoist"'s cultivation level. Some people also refuted, "This is definitely a thunder that only immortals can escape from the earth privately."

We had lunch in the cafeteria, and we saw Zheng Wei and Fengfeng again.

What surprised me was that the stinky boy was having fun eating canteen food and almost swallowed it up, as if he had just come out of a refugee camp.

I looked at it a few more times and always felt that this situation was a bit strange.

"What's wrong, Brother Qi?" The thin man turned his head according to my gaze, turned back, and asked us with his mouth, "What the hell is that little guy?"

When I thought of the rice dumplings sent by Zheng Wei’s mother, I felt even more confused.

Jiang You, who was at the same table with Zheng Wei and Fengfeng, were also embarrassed to look at the boy.

The five of us finished our meal silently. When we left, we greeted them at the table.

Zheng Wei's expression was not very good, he was embarrassed and a little angry.

When we left the cafeteria and returned to the office, the thin man couldn't wait to say, "You guys, did Brother Zheng abuse that little kid?"

The thin man said this in a playful tone. He probably didn't believe that Zheng Wei, a good man, would do such things.

In a blink of an eye, he said seriously again: "Knowing people, but not your heart. Maybe Brother Zheng is really not good to that little ghost. That little ghost is not likable."

I frowned, "If it's just like that, that's fine..."

The thin man opened his mouth wide in surprise, "What were you talking about, Brother Qi?"

Chen Xiaoqiu thought, "You are worried about Zheng Wei's family..."

I shook my head, "I didn't see any yin energy in that child, but..."

However, not all ghosts have yin energy.

There may be a set of operating rules and rules in this, but I don’t understand it. I don’t know if Qingye’s people have completely figured it out. But they made a mistake in You Jing’s affairs. You Jing’s sisters changed their souls, and Qingye’s people didn’t notice it at all.

The thin man was still opening his mouth wide, "No?"

"That zongzi!" Guo Yujie suddenly said, raising a finger, "And fried chicken!"

My heart tightened.
Chapter completed!