Since the last time Kyoko happened, Lao Sun's braised chicken has tasted no longer as delicious as before.

I miss Kyoko a little occasionally, and see how she is doing, so I go and eat it once or twice.

And in the past few days, there was one more person who had dinner with Fu Lintao.

"Uncle...Uncle?" Jingzi was a little scared when she saw Fu Lintao and tried to shout.

"I'm not an uncle, my name is brother." Fu Lintao pretended to be kind and grinned. Everyone liked the cute little girl.

"Uncle?" Kyoko insisted on her point of view.

"It should be called brother."

"uncle?"

Fu Lintao was discouraged. He looked a little old-fashioned and had a long scar on his arm, which was left by a fight before.

As a man, he needs to have a little scar to be mature.

But he is only 20 years old.

As the president of the young appearance association, Sun Jingjing always feels that Brother Zhou Yi is so beautiful that he looks so good, he looks like he is in the office.

This uncle Fu Lintao is a farmer outside.

"Your chicken, a large portion of braised chicken." Sun Xingmin smiled and served the plate.

"This chicken is delicious. I'll add another large portion and add some mushrooms!" Fu Lintao's mouth was full of oil.

He had been in Xisuo for so long, and his mouth faded out of his birds and everything was delicious.

And this braised chicken tastes so good!

"elder brother."

Sun Jingjing laughed and as long as she praised her meat for being delicious, everyone would be good friends!

"Kyoko, you're going to kindergarten."

"I'm going to go, and it's going to take a few more days."

"It's the kindergarten in the town." Her grandfather added in the kitchen.

Next, after Sun Jingjing ran away and played with the big yellow dog, Zhou Yi talked to Fu Lintao about the story that happened today. Three cobblers were better than Zhuge Liang, and maybe they could think of a solution?

"Is that true...Brother, you have to save such hopeless people? You are so kind-hearted, aren't you very profitable?"

Zhou Yi imitated Wu Zhenyu's appearance, exhaled his anger from his nostrils, and snorted: "Aren't you too nervous at the beginning? You can't save me, have you been cured? I'm doing good things now, no."

"Yes!" Fu Lintao recalled the days he had before and felt like a hopeless idiot.

After being removed from his obsession, he could no longer understand himself at the beginning. Why did he just come out to be a slut?

Isn't this a fool, or something?

Immediately afterwards, Fu Lintao seemed to have thought of something and clapped his hands suddenly, "Since you said that Wu Zhenyu is a filial son and depends on his father for life, or take time to see his father? Anyway, I'm relatively free recently."

"Maybe there will be some breakthrough in his fool's father. Some people are like this. They don't care about their own situation, but they care a lot about their relatives. If they get a little disturbance, they will get nervous."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "You can't have such experience because you have tied someone up before, right?"

Fu Lintao beat him up: "Where is it? I don't do such things as kidnapping. This is a crime. No one can stand it if he was arrested for ten or twenty years."

"But sometimes, threatening some tough guys starts by threatening his relatives. No matter how hard he is, his relatives are always soft."

"It's indeed a solution." Zhou Yi thought for a while and nodded, "Then let's go with me tomorrow."

"Okay!"

...

The next morning, it happened to be the weekend.

Fu Lintao drove a second-hand car and took Zhou Yi to Wu Zhenyu's hometown.

Having your own car is indeed much more convenient.

Anyway, I don’t care about the brand. If you have enough used cars, you can sell them again if you don’t need them in the future.

The bumpy gravel roads are not easy to walk on. The town here is paving, but it does not look completely paved. The two drove for more than an hour before they arrived at the town and found local cadres to find out the situation.

"You talk about Wu Zhenyu's father, Wu Feifan!"

"Oh, a fool is lucky. Even if his son enters Xisou, he is still very happy. He has no worries and lives well."

"I can't starve to death, so I'm absolutely relieved! He is a low-income household."

The Silver Seal Medal awarded by the Special Class played a full role at this moment.

After seeing the medal, local cadres warmly received the two.

"His father is Wu Feifan, and his name sounds nice, but he is a little stupid. We arranged for Wu Feifan to sweep the floor and applied for a minimum living allowance. He earns 500 yuan a month and will not starve to death."

"He also has an older brother, Wu Zhenyu's uncle, who is responsible for taking care of Wu Feifan."

"Wu Feifan likes to drink more. When he gets drunk, he starts talking nonsense. Now he doesn't sell wine to small shops."

When Zhou Yi heard that his father was still alive, he felt much more at ease.

Although the Dalai Kingdom is poor, its economy is many times better than decades ago. In addition, it is also a member of the Daxia Alliance, the political level will not be as chaotic as in ancient times. For some people with difficulties in life, there are some minimum living allowance benefits.

It is unlikely that people will die of starvation. If famine really occurs, some powerful ancient unknown phenomena, such as "Autumn Day", and other inexplicable products, may be highly active.

Zhou Yi even felt that these relatively mild unknowns were not necessarily a bad thing to force the country to reform.

After chatting with the official for a while, Zhou Yi decided to see his father himself.

"Wu Feifan, someone is coming to see you!"

The middle-aged man was sitting in the square, staring at the big screen.

"Don't leave your eyes on spending by swiping cards to prevent stolen money. Be vigilant when borrowing money on the road, be careful of being cheated when you are overwhelmed with love. Telecom frauds are varied, don't believe it and ignore it."

He didn't have a TV at home, so he walked in front of the town government square and picked up the broom to sweep the floor.

As soon as he heard someone calling him, he quickly pretended to sweep the floor seriously.

"Stop scanning, someone will come to see you."

"Director Liu, is my son back?" Wu Feifan was just mentally retarded, not completely mentally retarded. At least he knew this kind Director Liu.

"It's not yet, it'll take a while. You'll be more at ease and sweep the floor honestly. Your son will come back sooner or later."

"Oh, I sweep the floor seriously every day." He was not worried about whether it was true or not, shaking his head, his eyes slanted, and he looked at the sky.
Chapter completed!