Yan Meijuan returned home and said to Hu Mingshan and Hu Shijie who were sitting: "Ping An ate at Haiwazi's place, let's eat it."

While speaking, Yan Meijuan took out the hot steamed buns in the pot, put the basin of the steamed buns on the table, and sat on the table to eat with the steamed buns in one hand and the chopsticks in the other.

If it were the usual, Yan Meijuan would have nothing to do, but today I smelled the food at Canghai's house and looked at what I had eaten, I felt a little disparity in my heart.

"Master Wa, how much did you think Haiwazi come back in Demon City?" Yan Meijuan asked Hu Shijie.

Hu Shijie raised his eyelids, glanced at his daughter-in-law, and asked slowly: "What do you want to ask about this? What does Haiwazi have to do with us even if he has a gold mountain?"

"Master Wa, you can't say that. We have taken care of Haiwazi before," said Yan Meijuan.

Hu Shijie continued to slowly hold chopsticks and pick up vegetables and steamed buns: "This is true, but when Haiwazi was alive, he helped us a lot, right? Which family has something to do with Haiwazi, he said a word of no? Lai'an was weak when he was a child, and Haiwazi gave him a lot of milk powder? Have you collected your money? This person, don't always think about the things he is good to others, remember how good others have been to themselves!"

Yan Meijuan was a little embarrassed when she heard Hu Shijie say this.

Hu Mingshan looked at Yan Meijuan and said, "Where did you come from so many words today!"

Yan Meijuan curled her lips after hearing this and stopped talking.

This family of three ate for almost four or five minutes of meal silently. Yan Meijuan finally couldn't help it again. This time she didn't dare to talk to Hu Shijie anymore, but asked Hu Mingshan: "Our family Ping'an has been working with Haiwazi for a whole morning. Do you think Haiwazi will calculate the wages for Ping'an like last year?"

Not only Hu Shijie frowned, but also Hu Shishan's face was a little unhappy.

"You have such a little knowledge?" Hu Mingshan asked with a stern face.

Yan Meijuan said: "I'm just asking this. Besides, Lai An is not young anymore and is at the age of a wife. It's easy to talk about a wife now. It's easy to make a little profit from Ping An, which can relieve us of some pressure."

Bang!

Before Hu Mingshan opened his mouth, Hu Shijie slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the table.

Hu Shijie's movement directly shocked the couple.

"Big!" Hu Mingshan opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Hu Shijie waved his hand and said in dismay: "I'm full, you guys eat!"

After saying that, before they could speak, they stood up and walked towards the door. The old man in the kiln disappeared outside the curtain.

Yan Meijuan muttered a little unconfusedly: "I said something wrong."

"What's wrong with you? You're a lot wrong. From the water tower in the village to the water pipes from each household, which one is not the money that Haiwazi has used? If you mention this to me, can he not get angry?" Hu Mingshan said.

Yan Meijuan said strangely: "Didn't this account be all from the village?"

"Bad, you really think that the money owed by the public can handle this matter, only tens of thousands of yuan, not even the wages of the tower repair workers are enough. Who in the village does not know that Haiwazi has made great efforts! Don't beat your little calculations, it's all despised," said Hu Mingshan.

Yan Meijuan muttered, "I don't know this!"

He paused and asked again: "Do you think Haiwazi will pay Ping'an a salary? If it were like last year, Ping'an would have more than 20,000 yuan this year. After coming to An, Ping'an will earn a large portion of the bride gift for marrying a wife in two or three years..."

Hu Mingshan couldn't help but get angry when he heard his wife nagging, but after hearing that the anger slowly faded, he had to sigh, grabbed the steamed bun and continued to eat his own meal, and let his wife say what he wanted Ping'an to make money for Lai'an to marry his wife.

Hu Shijie is now full of fire and doesn't eat any more food. He goes out and presses a pot of tobacco. He turns on the fire and finds a place to squat and squeeze slowly. While smoking, he thinks about Cang Hai and Li Licheng's words this morning, and then thinks about his eldest daughter-in-law at noon, and suddenly he is worried about a safe future.

The old man thought that he could take care of his stupid grandson when he was there. After kicking his legs, what should he do if Ping An is safe? He must not be stripped by his mother and put it on.

Not to mention the old man was sulking, Canghai's house was having a lively meal.

Ping An’s bowl was very big. Most of the rice was served with seven or eight ribs cooked by Canghai, and a small portion of the dish. After pouring the soup, Ping An was so beautiful that he was so happy.

Next to Ping'an, the man was squatting with iron head, and the iron head was eating big mouthfuls like Ping'an. On the other side of Ping'an, there was tiger head, and a dog face was almost soaked in the food basin, making a sucking sound.

Cang Hai squatted aside, chewed slowly and pulled the rice in the bowl, ate a circle of meat on the bones, sucked two bites of bone marrow and threw the bones to the edge of the tiger's bowl.

From time to time, I could hear two sentences of Ping An applauding Canghai's craftsmanship. Although Ping An's language is relatively scarce, it is just some delicious things. My second brother's craftsmanship is really good, Canghai is still very satisfied.

"Second brother, second brother, look, little swallow."

Ping An suddenly stretched out his chopsticks and pointed outside.

Cang Hai moved two steps, and when he stretched his head, he saw a little swallow falling under his canopy, standing on the steel rack and jumping around, making a whirlpool from time to time.

"Even swallows appeared this year."

Looking at the busy little swallow's nest, Canghai couldn't help but be happy. For the country people, it is a thing worthy of happiness to build a nest at home. Swallows are happy birds. It is said that if the swallows come home, it proves that the family is harmonious, happy, and healthy.

At the beginning, a little swallow jumped around, and after a while, another swallow flew over, and the two swallows started to work hard. Needless to say, these two swallows must be a couple, but now they have taken a look at the land under the Canghai family's awning and are preparing to camp here to prepare to give birth to a nest of little swallows.

Several pairs of eyes stared at the busy Yanzi couple for a while, and continued to eat. After the meal, the dishwashing work was naturally safe. Canghai made a pot of hot tea for himself like a master, then brought out a chair, picked up a book and started drinking tea while flipping through the idle books.

After reading the idle books for a while, Cang Hai suddenly remembered that he had almost no clothes to wear. He had been busy all these days and had no feet to touch the ground. At the same time, he forgot to take out some of the dirty clothes he had saved in the United States. Now he was free, so he stood up, threw the book onto a chair, turned around and went into the room.

When I arrived at the bathroom laundry basket, I saw that there were a lot of dirty clothes, so I threw the clothes in the laundry basket into the washing machine, added laundry detergent and softener, and set up the program to let the washing machine work.

While the washing machine was working, I went into the space and took out the dirty clothes saved from the United States, put them in the laundry basket and started to take out my pockets one by one.

This pocket took out a few dollars of coins, and that pocket took out a lighter, which was all gadgets anyway.

Hey!

After taking out several pieces of clothes in a row, Cang Hai couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the newly taken out things.

From the pocket of a coat, Cang Hai took out a key. There was a note on it, an address was written on it, and a number was also on it.

Holding it in his hand, looking left and right, Cang Hai scratched his head and recalled, thinking about how there was such a key in his pocket. Judging from the name of the road on the note, this thing is definitely not a domestic street, because it is impossible for domestic streets to be named Inglewood Street. This thing looks like a foreign place name.

With curiosity, Canghai took out his notebook and connected to the Internet on his mobile phone and started searching. Because he had been to Los Angeles for a while, Canghai started searching from Los Angeles. Pressing the address on the key, Canghai soon found the location on the key note.

"A bank?"

Canghai held the key in his hand, frowned and began to think. When he found out that the address was a bank, Canghai guessed that the key in his hand might be the key of the insurance box of the bank. Thinking of this, a name suddenly popped up in Canghai's mind: Gu Peng.

Canghai couldn't contact Gu Peng, because from the strange people he had come into contact with these days, it was Gu Peng who could only put the key on him, but it was not an exclusion method. This matter also had to fall on him, because it was impossible for others to have it. The villagers had never even issued a country and could not have this key. The Americans in the camp were even more unlikely to put the bank keys secretly in their pockets.

All that remain is Lu Shu, Yang Yanxing and Gu Peng. Lu Shu and Yang Yanxing are unlikely to be, and their identities are there, and only Gu Peng can do this.

Thinking of this, Cang Hai couldn't help but remember that in the previous stage, he was troubled by Yang Yanxing's group of people. They kept asking a question, that is, did Gu Peng give Cang Hai something when he was in contact with Gu Peng? Now it seems that the so-called thing is this key.

As he fiddled with the key in his hand, Cang Hai couldn't help but start to suffer difficulties.

Cang Hai first thought of handing over the key to Lu Shu, but when he thought that he was being tried for a while, he was a little scared of their troubles. He thought that if he handed it over, wouldn’t it be even more troublesome for these people to torment him?
Chapter completed!