Dai Jialang shook his head and said, "To be honest, I want to inquire about a case twenty-seven years ago. This case has something to do with a relative of mine."

Lu Xiumei said in surprise: "Who can remember what happened twenty-seven years ago? What case is it? Unless you look for their old director, as far as I know, the current director seems to have only been there a few years ago."

Dai Jialang hurriedly asked, "Is the old director a local?"

Lu Xiumei nodded and said, "Of course I am a local. It's a coincidence that I know his daughter. I heard that the old man is very ill and is hospitalized."

"What's the name?" asked Dai Jialang.

"I'm called Yang Zhao. The old man is over 80 years old, and his brain may be useless. Even if you look for him, it may not be useful." Lu Xiumei said.

Dai Jialang forgot to swallow the food in his mouth, and he was stunned for a while and said, "Yang Zhao?"

Lu Xiumei asked, "What? Do you know each other?"

Dai Jialang shook his head quickly and said, "I don't know." Bala asked, "When did he become the director of the detention center?"

Lu Xiumei thought for a while and said, "I can't explain this clearly, but I haven't heard of him being transferred to the unit and working there until he retired. Twenty-seven years ago, he was almost in his fifties."

Dai Jialang suddenly remembered the girl who looked a bit like Tang Wan and asked, "Who are there in his family?"

Lu Xiumei said: "One daughter, two sons, and now only her daughter is in Erdaohe. Both sons are working outside. I haven't seen each other for many years."

"Do you know his two sons, too?" Dai Jialang asked.

Lu Xiumei said, "I can't say I know each other, I've met you."

Dai Jialang buried his head and ate for a while, and smiled and said, "This is a coincidence. Since you know his daughter, just introduce it to me and find an opportunity to let her accompany me to the hospital to visit me, and ask him if he still remembers that incident back then, otherwise he might not pay attention to me if he ran rashly."

Lu Xiumei didn't think much about it and said, "This is not simple. I'll ask her when you have time."

Dai Jialang hesitated for a moment and smiled and said, "To be honest, you have been here for so many days and I haven't invited you to a meal. So just do this. I'll treat you to dinner tonight, and you happened to make an appointment with her."

Lu Xiumei smiled and said, "I am a landlord, I should treat you. Why do you, the guest, instead?"

Dai Jialang smiled and said, "What else do we have to share with you and mine? That's all."

Lu Xiumei said: "I'm fine. It depends on whether Yang Yu has time. She is a very busy person."

Dai Jialang asked, "What? Is she very busy at work? Which unit she works in?"

Lu Xiumei smiled and said, "You have been working here for almost a month. Why? Have you never heard of Yang Yu's name? She is a famous strong woman in Erdaohe.

I run a restaurant, supermarket and 4S shop at home, and now I invest in real estate. Although I can’t be the richest man in Erdaohe, I am at least one of the richest people.”

Dai Jialang was stunned for a while and smiled and said, "Don't say that I was overwhelmed by the demolition all day long, so how can I find out these things?"

He paused and asked, "How old is this Yang Yu?"

Lu Xiumei said: "Two years older than me, I should be forty-four this year."

I don’t know if it was because Dai Jialang was enthusiastic about the meal, but Lu Xiumei seemed quite talkative today. She hesitated for a while and said, “This is just a private chat. Speaking of Yang Zhao’s family, it is also a legend of our Erdaohe.”

Dai Jialang looked interested and stopped eating. He took out a cigarette and lit it, and said, "Legend? Let's hear it?"

Lu Xiumei pondered for a moment and said, "Yang Zhao's family was originally an ordinary family in Erdaohe, and originally only had Yang Yu's daughter.

But who would have thought that wealth and love luck would come one after another after his fifties? That is, when he was in his fifties, his wife suddenly died of illness.

Later, he married his wife who is more than teenager than him, and gave birth to twins the next year. What he didn't expect was that these twins seemed to bring him luck."

"What luck?" Dai Jialang asked.

Lu Xiumei said: "Of course it's wealth, because from then on, her family became rich. Yang Yu was already a ten-thousand-yuan household in our place when she was in her twenties. Both sons went to the army when they grew up. After the demobilization, they heard that they were doing well in Nanzhao City."

"Twins?" Dai Jialang said in surprise: "What do you mean is Yang Zhao having a son in his later years?"

Lu Xiumei smiled and said, "You can't even say that you are in your fifties in your old age."

"That's how he counts, his two sons are only in their thirties at most, about twenty years younger than Yang Yu?" Dai Jialang asked calmly.

Lu Xiumei nodded and said, "It's almost the same, the age difference between siblings is indeed quite different."

"What are the names of brothers? Since my family is so rich, I might have heard of it in Nanzhao City." Dai Jialang said.

Lu Xiumei thought for a while and said, "I can't tell which one is the eldest and which one is the second. The eldest seems to be called Dongfang. The second only remembers that his nickname is Ruyi, which sounds like a girl's name.

To be honest, the two brothers look so similar. When I played with Yang Yu, the two brothers were still snotting. Even Yang Yu sometimes couldn't figure out which one was the eldest and which one was the second. However, it seemed that there was still a little difference when he grew up."

Dai Jialang was trembling with excitement, recalling the relationship between Zhou Jiyao and Yang Zhao and his performance in the hospital, a mystery that was pressing in his heart was about to be solved.

But so far, it is still unclear what kind of kindness Yang Zhao has to do to Zhou Jiyao, but one thing is certain that Yang Zhao's family's success must be related to Zhou Jiyao, and perhaps it was the result of his repayment of kindness.

After Yang Zhao's two sons came out of the army, they might have followed Zhou Jiyao directly and became his confidant. Needless to say, one of the sons should be Yang Yi, who Ji Wenlan and the others were looking for.

"Are Yang Zhao's two sons married?" Dai Jialang asked calmly.

Lu Xiumei shook her head and said, "It's not clear. Although Yang Yu and I have a good relationship, they are now rich people and have gradually less contact. Even if we have a meal together, we rarely ask about things at home.

However, Yang Yu has only one daughter. She just graduated from college this year. She is a famous little beauty in our Erdaohe. Yang Yu simply regards her daughter as the pearl in her hand."

The girl I saw in the hospital suddenly appeared in Dai Jialang's mind. To be fair, this girl is indeed beautiful, but her expression is cold, and she probably has a arrogant heart like Zhu Xianling.

"What does Yang Yu's husband do?" Dai Jialang simply asked to find out, and he judged that Lu Xiumei would not think too much.

Lu Xiumei said mysteriously: "I have divorced a few years ago and have never looked for it again. However, it seems that there is a man in Nanzhao City, and she also has real estate there."

He paused and warned: "Don't mention this when you eat tonight."

Dai Jialang waved his hand and smiled, "I'm not so quarrel. I just want to ask Yang Zhao for one thing through her."

As he said that, he seemed to realize something and said, "Since Yang Yu is a wealthy man here, he may not necessarily give me face. If she doesn't come, you might as well tell her and say that I was sent by the chairman of the company in person."

Lu Xiumei said angrily: "You were sent by the chairman himself, and I also know that you are his confidant. Yang Yu invested in the real estate business here and must know Zhou Jiyao. Don't worry, even if you don't give you face, you will give me some face. She owes me a favor."

"Oh, what kind of favor she owes you?" Dai Jialang asked quarrel.

Lu Xiumei stood up and said, "You don't need to ask this. Anyway, I'll just be responsible for inviting someone to you. By the way, they know each other whether they want to call Mr. Wang."

Dai Jialang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't disturb Mr. Wang, he has been very busy these days."

After lunch, if there was no urgent matter, Dai Jialang would take a nap in the temporary bed in his office, but today he was not sleepy.

To be honest, his discovery in the detention center made him more frightened than the secrets of Yang Zhao's family, because the woman in that file was his mother Wang Meijuan.

In his impression, his mother was definitely the most traditional woman in the countryside. She was not only capable, but also worked hard. Although she never was idle in her life, she never heard her complain about anything.

When he looked at his two sons, his eyes were both gentle and beautiful. To be honest, Dai Jialang had a feeling of his father's marriage into his family, so he had an opinion on me, but he was closer to his mother.

In addition, in his impression, his mother had almost never traveled far in her life, but she had been to Nanzhao City, but the distance from Yunling County to Nanzhao City is not much worse than that from Erdaohe, and even the transportation in Daonanzhao City is more convenient.

But he was puzzled by his mother, why did her mother run to Erdaohe, more than 200 kilometers away from Yunling County 27 years ago, and was arrested and imprisoned in a detention center?

In short, that year was the year before he was born. He didn't believe that his kind and timid mother would attack the police if she was beaten to death.

According to the archives, Wang Meijuan has only been more than half a month from being arrested in the detention center to being released. She should not be sentenced, and at most it can only be considered criminal detention. Since she was attacking the police, why did she release her later?

Dai Jialang lay there and thought that his head was broken and he couldn't think of it. He could only hide the file temporarily, but his heart felt like a fire. He wanted to run home immediately to ask his mother for the final answer.

To be honest, the distance of more than 200 kilometers is not too far. It takes only five or six hours to drive the Land Rover back and forth. It only takes one day to do so, but I can't find an excuse to go back to my hometown.

However, he made up his mind that after the demolition work was on the normal track, he must take time to go home. To be honest, it has been two years since he came out of his house, but he hasn't been back yet.

Now even if you visit your parents, you should go back, not to mention that with his current conditions, he can be considered a return home in glory.

Thinking of this, his attention was focused on Yang Zhao's family again. Perhaps if Yang Zhao had not been confused, he might have solved the mystery in his heart.

It’s just that the people in the detention center come in and out, not to mention that it happened more than 20 years ago. Who knows that Yang Zhao still remembers that a woman named Wang Meijuan was once detained here.

However, he saw Yang Zhao now not only to inquire about his mother's affairs, but also had more secrets waiting for him to unravel.

If it was in Nanzhao City, it would be worth his time to buy a lottery ticket just by discovering Yang Yi's trace. Unfortunately, Ji Wenlan has not notified him of a safe contact channel so far.

Damn, the efficiency of work is too low, and I will die sooner or later at the hands of these wives. Dai Jialang lay there and thought angrily.
Chapter completed!