Chapter 1160: I Thank Your Eight Generations of Ancestors!

"Hehe, I said it, but you didn't believe me; don't blame me—"

Nie Xiaoguang looked at Wang Yimin with a face full of schadenfreude, stiffened his neck and said: "If you had spoken nicely earlier, I wouldn't have..."

"Shut up—"

Wang Yimin glared at him, his mouth twitching as he said: "Don't think that just because you know the leader, I won't dare to 'add a project' (torture) to you!"

"Add! Add! Come on, don't be polite!"

This kid was also a bastard, reckless; he kept lifting his hands hard, making the chains clatter.

He gestured to Wang Yimin and shouted: "If you don't 'add a project' to me, I'll go out and tell everyone that Old Wang of the Security Division is a coward—"

"But there is one thing we must say first!"

Seeing Wang Yimin coming toward him, Nie Xiaoguang stared and said: "You wronged me; it's not over; let's wait and see."

"Don't stare at me; you guys, one by one—"

He pointed at the people in the room and said: "Either kill me today, or wait until I get out; none of you will have a good time—"

"Don't you guys talk about organizational discipline? I'll just be a 'curtain' (a nuisance), write about my experience here, tie it to the back of a bicycle, and ride around the city every day to see who loses more face!"

"You—"

Wang Yimin saw this rolling-knife meat (stubborn person), reckless, pointed his finger at the other party and said angrily: "You really are a disgrace to your father—"

"Cough! Cough! Don't mention my dad!"

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoguang became even more of a bastard, and nothing good came out of his mouth.

"What exactly happened to my dad, you guys know clearly in your hearts; what kind of dog thing Li Huai De is, you guys also know clearly."

He tilted his neck and threatened: "Don't be in a hurry; there will be him dying early, not me dying first; we'll settle the account slowly."

"What are you saying?"

Li Xuewu walked in from outside the door, glanced at Nie Xiaoguang who was glaring, waved at Wang Yimin, and said: "You take people to support Zhou Yao."

"Yes, leader!" Wang Yimin responded, and as he passed Li Xuewu, he whispered a reminder: "This kid is very dishonest..."

"I'm hungry—"

Just as Wang Yimin was complaining, Nie Xiaoguang hammered the tabletop and shouted: "I'm hungry—I want to eat—"

"Give it to him, give it to him—" Li Xuewu waved at the duty officer and instructed: "Go to the guesthouse to buy it, put it on my account, and give him something good to eat."

The duty officer glared at Nie Xiaoguang, his mouth curled, but he still responded and went out.

Nie Xiaoguang looked at the people in the room triumphantly, as if he had won a battle.

Li Xuewu finished talking to Wang Yimin, then turned back and entered the interrogation room.

He had just arranged for Zhou Yao to execute the arrest operation, went upstairs to report to Gu Weijie, and called the Branch Bureau to communicate.

On one hand, it was for coordination and notification; on the other hand, it was to ask the Branch Bureau to help investigate and catch people.

Gu Weijie saw that the case investigation had made progress, and her heart relaxed; she said something to Li Xuewu and went downstairs to handle the aftermath.

The victims' bodies had been transported to the Branch Bureau, and the victims' families were organized to go to the Branch Bureau together to identify the bodies.

She had to be present to do the comforting and condolence work; the reason she didn't go first was that she was waiting for accurate news from the Security Section.

Only when her heart was at ease could she dare to make guarantees to the families.

Li Xuewu first sent Gu Weijie downstairs and told her about the arrangements for tonight.

He asked her to go back and rest after arranging things at the Branch Bureau, and he would report to her first once there was a result.

Seeing that Li Xuewu meant he wasn't going home tonight and would supervise the case in the factory, Gu Weijie also had a clear idea in her heart.

After giving a few instructions, she got in the car and left.

Zhou Yao and the Branch Bureau soon had feedback; the target person, Seeing Wei Guo, hadn't returned all night and was nowhere to be found today.

The family didn't know where he had gone, and the neighborhood office didn't know the specific whereabouts of these people.

Then, a surprise investigation was conducted on several suspicious personnel confessed by Nie Xiaoguang, all of whom had disappeared.

Finally, several people who were relatively close to Seeing Wei Guo were caught; according to the on-site interrogation, the situation confessed by these people was similar to what Nie Xiaoguang said.

If you want to talk about the cause of the matter, it was something Li Xuewu saw with his own eyes.

That time at the mall, Zhang Jianguo and others were humiliated by Xie Qianjin's people, and after walking out the door, they beat Seeing Wei Guo, who was the scapegoat.

Nie Xiaoguang knew Seeing Wei Guo, and subsequently encountered retaliation, and the two sides developed a grudge.

This kid Nie Xiaoguang belonged to the dog; he held a grudge and wouldn't let go of Seeing Wei Guo, determined to pay him back.

Qiao'er's mother opened the door for Qiao'er, it was a perfect coincidence—

The Red Star Factory launched motorcycle and car projects, because they applied new materials such as plastic, glass fiber reinforced plastic, and special steel.

In terms of styling, they were more novel and beautiful than the motorcycles and cars on the market, and were very popular with young people.

And because the selling price of motorcycles was relatively cheap, those with connections scrambled to get "slips" (vouchers).

These guys who bought motorcycles first were all representatives of fashion in the city.

They chased after youth and fashion, were bold and stimulating, and riding a beautiful little motorcycle, they would immediately become the most handsome guys.

In the past, riding a "28-inch" bicycle was considered top-tier, but that wouldn't work now.

Now the coolest thing is the "Comet"; riding a little motorcycle, carrying a little auntie, going for a ride, blowing a cow (bragging), squeezing the brake and bumping the ball...

Where there are people, there is a Jianghu (underworld/society), and where there is a Jianghu, there is comparison.

You ride a motorcycle, I have to beat you, otherwise what kind of hero am I?

It's not that there weren't other brands of motorcycles at this time, like 250s, 500s, sidecars, all kinds.

However, these motorcycles were all stupid, big, and clumsy in appearance, looking rough; compared to the exquisite little motorcycles with beautiful colors like the Comet, they were completely inadequate.

Just that sound of the 250 and above, it was like a tractor; there was no aesthetic beauty in riding it.

If you say motorcycles can't be beaten, cars must be fine.

Ordinary small sedans are definitely fine, but at this time, whether it's 'Wan Zhu' or old soldiers, who can drive a sedan?

Only the 212 of the courtyard security section, or those who have security at home, often have 212s, so they can secretly drive them out to show off.

At first, the 212 could of course beat the little Comet motorcycle, but the Red Star Factory had even more "noisy" ones.

The Comet had only been mass-produced for a few days, and little motorcycles appeared in groups on the streets of Beijing.

Everyone's eyes hadn't adapted yet, and the Red Star Hongxing Lingyang started trial production.

A batch of trial-produced products circulated to the market, giving priority to the Red Star Factory and joint cooperative units.

The club of course counts as a cooperative unit, and it counts by a turn.

Actually, it was Li Xuewu's relationship; Yu Li bought several Hongxing Lingyang jeeps from the Red Star Factory.

They were mainly used for members to use, and also used as official vehicles.

Speaking of which, the club actually didn't lack cars to use; the think-tank members who went up the mountain arranged the cars at home here.

A row of imported luxury cars, Volga M24; Lou Yu wasn't the first to buy one, but at this time, the best car was this one.

Of course, there were also small sedans like Mercedes-Benz in this era, but these think-tank members were businessmen after all and no longer had that channel.

Just think, Li Huai De only sat in this car after becoming the Director of the Red Star Factory Management Committee; how high must the rank be?

The club's car service was a kind of soft benefit; Li Xuewu used these cars when he got married.

Club members had happy events and could also borrow cars or rent them.

Dou Yaozu, this stingy guy, often rented the club's cars for official receptions.

The reason why they bought Hongxing Lingyang cars while having these cars was that Yu Li felt the Volga M24 was too high-end.

Sometimes it wasn't very appropriate, and members felt pressure using them.

If they bought a 212, they lacked the necessary indicators; if they really took the ticket to queue up, who knows what year or month it would be.

Therefore, since the Red Star Factory had its own car brand and such foreign-style and beautiful jeeps, it was better to buy some for rental and service.

The first time the Hongxing Lingyang cars came back, they were excitedly rented away by those kids from the Youth Club.

Not for anything else, just two words: "Zhuang Bi" (showing off)!

Being able to enter the Youth Club itself was a kind of honor; usually, bragging to friends about how good this place is, words are not proof.

This time it was different; look, brother can borrow a car from the club to use.

When I rode a Comet, you guys rode 28-inch bicycles; now you guys are all riding Comets, so I can't be caught up by you; I can drive an Hongxing Lingyang now.

This face (prestige) is huge; the face that was covered by the 212 in the past has been found back again.

Those who know the ropes know that the power and collision capability of the Hongxing Lingyang car produced by the Red Star Factory are not as good as the 212 jeep, and even the vehicle size is a circle smaller.

Sitting in a 212 car and an Hongxing Lingyang car, it's a completely different feeling.

You think the 212 is more spacious, so it must be better? Wrong—

The little cubs all have a spectrum in their hearts; with a radio and heater, and even special comfortable seats, and a more relaxed steering wheel, the Hongxing Lingyang beats the 212.

Not to mention anything else, the 212's interior is like a rough-cast house; there's nothing in it.

The interior of the Hongxing Lingyang car, besides more novel functions, has the car interior surrounded by textile materials; it feels very good to touch, absolutely not the rough industrial texture of waterproof cloth.

People compare with people and die; goods compare with goods and should be thrown away.

Li Yuanchao and these people drove the Hongxing Lingyang car out, bragging loudly; you say, can these old soldiers in the city sit still?

They are all people who want face; they live for a layer of skin; if Li Yuanchao is allowed to lead the way, they will have much less confidence when they see him later.

Can't call him "Big Brother," and can't let him get the upper hand; must get a car like this.

It's called Hongxing Lingyang, right? Get it—

You say how crazy the little cubs are at this time; let's put it this way: they have no bottom line.

They can move light machine guns for fights and brawls, can steal their family's jeeps, and can steal the Japanese swords their fathers treasured.

You can't say they are lawless; you can only say that education is missing, parents have no safety awareness, just like little piglets, all free-range, and only regret it when something happens.

Furthermore, at this time, the whole nation values martial arts, the folk customs are fierce, and martial virtue is abundant.

Cold weapons, hot weapons, for them who are daring and reckless, it's really not difficult to get them.

Just think, they can move hot weapons; what is it to get an Hongxing Lingyang car?

At most, it counts as us being ignorant; coordinate what can be coordinated, apologize for what should be apologized for, and at worst, we'll be locked up for a year or a half.

But these have to wait until we've finished showing off after driving the car, and have gained face in front of friends.

At this time, face is more important than anything; they who haven't experienced suffering think face is more important than life.

If you lose face, then what's the point of living; you won't be able to lift your head for a lifetime.

This can't be blamed on them; it's only been more than ten years since liberation, and the old society before this was this kind of atmosphere; no matter how it changes, there are still remnants of poison, and the thinking is not advanced enough.

Therefore, coincidence met coincidence; for the sake of face, these people planned to get a car.

Because it was trial production, there weren't many produced in total, and they had to be supplied to offices across the country as sample cars, and then satisfy the requirements of various departments within the Red Star Factory to replace official vehicles at the first opportunity.

Although you can see them on the street, it definitely hasn't reached the point of being rampant.

If you really want to grab one on the street, they don't dare; that's really breaking the law.

If you want to talk about where there are the most Hongxing Lingyang cars, it must be the Red Star Factory.

Stealing into the factory is naturally not possible; other factories' security management is loose and sloppy, so they have the guts to go in and drive one out to play.

The Red Star Factory's security management is the strictest; the factory wall is covered with iron wire electric nets; if you climb up, you'll be hung on it, let alone people.

The security at the entrance just holds guns and doesn't care about things, but those old guys are all bored and ask everything; you can't fool them at all.

Therefore, stealing into the factory is no way; they can only squat outside, waiting for when the driver is alone, so they can go up, grab it, and drive it away.

"That's how I estimate it—"

Nie Xiaoguang shoveled a mouthful of rice, raised his eyebrows, and muttered in his mouth: "They want to grab the car first, and when it runs out of gas, just throw it away; anyway, you can't catch them."

"As long as the driver doesn't recognize them, as long as they aren't caught in the act, they always have a way to get away."

He was caught from the warm bed at noon and hadn't eaten yet.

Half-grown kids, starve the old man; they were busy all night, and didn't eat breakfast either.

So two big boxes of rice, one big box of roast meat, eating until his mouth was full of fat.

Li Xuewu was also willing to spend money; as long as he could crack this case, it would be worth it even if he fed this kid dragon meat.

Nie Xiaoguang was also a bastard; he wouldn't talk when others asked, and his reckless attitude was enough to piss people off.

But in front of Li Xuewu, he became a good kid; without asking, he kept talking, afraid that Li Xuewu wouldn't chat with him anymore, and what he said was still "internal" news.

Of course, this "internal" refers to their so-called circle, which is the outer circle of the old soldiers.

Hey, every circle has an outer circle, has a contempt chain; don't be strange, don't be surprised.

"You tell me, why do they think that even if we know it's them," Li Xuewu asked, hugging his arms and sitting in the chair, "we won't catch them if such a vicious accident doesn't occur."

"Hehe—"

Nie Xiaoguang raised his head and glanced at Li Xuewu, laughing lightly: "Do you still need to ask?"

"Don't tease me; I'm not out mixing for the first day, and you are even less so—"

He smiled and wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, saying: "You are our idol; in the Four Nine City, mention you, who doesn't know."

"..."

Other duty personnel in the room tightly pursed their mouths, not letting themselves show a smile.

Some even turned around and left the interrogation room; this wasn't something they could listen to.

If the leader's past were to spread out, they would have "small shoes" (trouble) to wear.

Li Xuewu didn't care; he knew Nie Xiaoguang would talk nonsense when he came to interrogate him personally.

"Alright, let's go back—"

He tapped the table with his fingers and asked: "What situation do you think Seeing Wei Guo and these people were in, or call it a predicament, or a state of mind, that they suddenly committed homicide."

"It doesn't matter, I know it has nothing to do with you; I'm just asking—"

Li Xuewu raised his chin and said: "You've followed him for such a long time; you must have some understanding of his character and personality."

"Don't have any psychological burden; just chat casually; maybe you haven't finished speaking, and he'll be here."

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of him retaliating after he gets out; he won't be able to get out anyway."

Nie Xiaoguang laughed: "I'm not afraid of you either; I just want to see him have bad luck."

"Don't say I'm using public office for private revenge, small-minded; I hate others bullying me the most."

He looked at Li Xuewu and said: "At first he wanted to come and retaliate alone, and I took it all."

"But he not only ambushed me but also smashed my house; there's nothing to say."

"Hmm, just chatting—"

Li Xuewu leaned back in his chair very loosely, his right leg crossed over his left, and said: "Anyway, I have to wait for him here; idle is idle, let's chat about this matter."

"No problem, as long as you don't drive me away—"

Nie Xiaoguang said with a bad smile: "I have to stay here and watch the excitement; anyway, I can't come for nothing!"

"Hey! I'm talking about you, kid!"

The security officer scolded with a smile: "You really treat yourself as a guest; we invited you to watch a play!"

"Don't talk about that; you poked my stomach; I haven't settled the account with you yet!"

Nie Xiaoguang rolled his eyes at him, and didn't care about the security officer whose face changed in front of Li Xuewu, and raised his head and said: "I will absolutely cooperate."

"After all, my Li Ge is here; whose face can I not give, I must give Li Ge's face."

He was full, pushed away the lunch box in front of him, burped, and took advantage of the time when he wasn't handcuffed to wave at the security officer, asking for tea, saying he was thirsty.

The security officer's face was very awkward as he brewed a cup of tea for him and took away the lunch box on the table.

Watching it was almost six o'clock, and it was about to get dark; the people on duty today also started to change shifts and eat, but Li Xuewu stayed to accompany him.

Nie Xiaoguang took a sip of hot tea and asked Li Xuewu: "Li Ge, do you have cigarettes?"

"Don't push your luck—" The security officer glared and scolded: "Are you giving yourself face?"

"No, I quit smoking a long time ago."

Li Xuewu spread his hands, not caring about the security officer's words; he rarely managed people directly now.

He just asked Nie Xiaoguang very sincerely: "Or should I go out and buy some for you? What brand do you like to smoke?"

"Forget it—"

Nie Xiaoguang was just looking for trouble; he was relying on the current situation to be unreasonable.

But the more Li Xuewu didn't pick up his topic, the more helpless he felt, just feeling it was boring.

It really wouldn't look good if Li Xuewu went out to buy cigarettes for him to smoke; it wouldn't look good if he went out and talked about it.

Only if Li Xuewu personally offered him a cigarette would he be a real man.

So he didn't play tricks anymore; whatever Li Xuewu asked, he said.

"I might be talking nonsense, or I might have guessed wrong; I'm just saying it like this."

Nie Xiaoguang was very cautious when he became serious; he saw Li Xuewu nod, and then he said: "Seeing Wei Guo isn't a person without a mind; eight or nine out of ten, he was pitted by someone, and had no choice but to..."

"You might not know, there's a desperate person with him, the most vicious."

He said: "He followed him back from the Daxibei, has always been taken care of by him, and also acts as his thug; Seeing Wei Guo is the one supporting him."

"Last time he came to my house to beat me, he pulled out the lamp's electric wire and wanted to poke my throat."

Nie Xiaoguang himself is a ruthless person, reckless, and also a master who dares to lay a black hand.

But in front of this kind of desperate person, he is still not enough to look at; people in later generations simply cannot imagine how black the hands of people at this time were.

Perhaps you can only browse history, or check the news reports after the 1980s to see a glimpse; those are already after the control.

Just now, Li Xuewu doesn't even allow the women in his family to go out at night, which is the reason.

You say going out from the courtyard to the toilet at the entrance, this is nothing; shout once, and you can block the Hutong from one end to the other; who ate the bear heart and leopard gall to dare to make trouble in the Hutong.

A Hutong is equivalent to a village below; have you heard of any local ruffian making trouble in the village?

Dig a hole and bury you; no one will find you for ten or twenty years.

In the city, you learned when you were young, if you have something, find the police uncle; but you ask the children who grew up in the countryside, at what age did they see the police uncle.

The one in charge is called the director of the security committee; he can basically handle all disputes and contradictions except for human life; who runs ten or eight miles to report the crime?

Of course, the city is different, but the little cubs have rules for fighting.

Look at Nie Xiaoguang saying Seeing Wei Guo and these people smashed his house and wanted to electrocute him with an electric wire.

But he didn't even mention reporting to the police; the meaning is very clear.

How you treat me, I will return it; if I really reported to the police, not only would I lose the chance of retaliation, but I wouldn't be able to mix in front of friends.

Therefore, don't look highly at Nie Xiaoguang; he is no different from Seeing Wei Guo and these people.

When he should be cowardly, he is absolutely cowardly; when he should be ruthless, he absolutely doesn't show mercy.

You say he is ruthless, not cowardly; how did he survive in front of Seeing Wei Guo.

At that time, if he was told to kneel and call him grandpa, he would do it; a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses.

Of course, now playing in the shadows, using public office for private revenge, and laying black hands, it's also them.

What kind of 'Wan Zhu' morality, old soldier spirit; it's all empty.

Knowing that Seeing Wei Guo absolutely won't be able to get out after coming in, according to Li Xuewu's temper, shooting is light; when he gets out, isn't it whatever he wants to brag about?

"That's a ruthless person; he lays a black hand when he gets excited, and sometimes even Seeing Wei Guo can't stop him."

Nie Xiaoguang explained: "According to my estimation, it was dark, the person's hand was heavy, and a life was lost; he knew he couldn't leave a hand, so killing everyone had the possibility and time to escape, so..."

"Leader, the members of the criminal gang have been determined."

The duty officer came in and reported softly: "Li Kezhang Zhou replied that including Seeing Wei Guo, there are also nicknames 'Dianzi' (Point), 'Chazi' (Fork), 'Manshan' (Full Mountain), 'Gudong' (Antique), and 'Laohu' (Tiger), five people; the news of the others has been mastered, and Seeing Wei Guo's news is still being checked."

"Just one order—"

Li Xuewu gave a clear instruction to the duty officer's report: "Everyone must be brought to justice!"

"Yes!"

The duty officer saluted and turned to run out.

The interrogation room is not big, and the duty officer's report didn't avoid anyone, so Nie Xiaoguang heard it.

After the duty officer went out, he continued to introduce: "Dianzi, Chazi, and Manshan are the brothers of his brother Weimin; later, after Weimin died, they mixed together."

"Laohu is the ruthless person I said followed him back from the Daxibei; I don't know his real name; it's possible his surname is Hu, or his name has 'Hu' (Tiger) in it; it's usually this situation."

"What is the situation with 'Gudong'?"

Li Xuewu didn't know much about Seeing Wei Guo's situation, but he had seen him a few times later.

Although he wasn't very familiar with the people around him, he had beaten them a few times.

Dianzi, Chazi, and Manshan were the ones he met when he just came back and knew Lin Tingting, went to the roast duck restaurant to eat roast duck, and just happened to catch Seeing Wei Guo and others receiving Weimin; they were at the table.

It was also that time that Li Xuewu met Gu Ning again in Beijing.

It has to be said that fate really likes to tease people; turning around and around, it's still these people.

Of course, this time, no matter how naughty fate is, it should have an ending.

It's not an accident of fate, but an inevitability of the youth of the era.

Just look at the way Weimin and Seeing Wei Guo act; it's not Li Xuewu collecting them, others would also collect them.

"Gudong, actually, is a bastard; his mother used to be a 'Yaojie' (prostitute) in the Eight Great Hutongs; he grew up mixing in this Four Nine City and can be considered to have some skills, but it's also petty theft."

Nie Xiaoguang explained: "His only ability is that he is well-informed; I don't know where he inquired about everything; anyway, his ears are sharp."

"My house was found by him; he's like a mouse in the sewer."

"Hmm, according to what you said, the one who dares to take action the most is this Laohu, right?"

Li Xuewu looked at the notebook in his hand, which was some information Nie Xiaoguang just said.

He asked: "Anything else to add?"

"Laohu is a tiger-bastard; he dares to lay a black hand, but if you want to say kill everyone, it's still Seeing Wei Guo; he is the leader of these people."

Nie Xiaoguang pointed at his own head and reminded: "Laohu is very obedient to him; if it weren't for his order, these people would absolutely not dare to lay a dead hand, including Laohu."

"Seeing Wei Guo grew up in the courtyard and is absolutely an expert in tailing technology; setting up ambushes, deliberately making scenes, these people together, even if they are shot, it's not wrong."

"Hmm, thank you for your analysis; still hungry?"

Li Xuewu put away the notebook and gestured to Nie Xiaoguang, asking: "Want some late-night snack or something? I estimate it will be after midnight."

"That would be great!"

Nie Xiaoguang didn't pretend, and asked very impolitely: "Can I still eat roast meat?"

"In the middle of the night, don't you feel greasy?"

Li Xuewu looked at him and smiled, and said to the duty officer: "Call the guesthouse, leave him a roast fish, about three jin."

After giving instructions, he looked at Nie Xiaoguang and asked: "Want some beer? It's brewed by our factory itself and will be supplied to the whole factory soon."

"Forget it—"

Nie Xiaoguang was very cautious as he looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "Don't be like this; it's like you're giving me a 'last meal'; I'm a bit scared."

"Where is your reckless energy just now?"

The duty officer scolded him: "Now you know you're scared—"

"None of your business! If I'm going to be polite, I'll be polite to my Li Ge!"

Nie Xiaoguang couldn't be given a good face; if Li Xuewu weren't here, the duty officer would really want to "add a project" to him.

Of course, this kind of little bastard, even if he were "added a project," would probably not be convinced.

Unless he was hung for a few days.

But this case can basically be determined, it has nothing to do with him; if you really mess with him, the leader won't allow it.

Therefore, dealing with this kind of stinking dog shit, you can only ignore him.

"Fine, you wait here," Li Xuewu carried the notebook, nodded at Nie Xiaoguang, and said: "I also have to go eat, and come back to wait for Seeing Wei Guo together."

"You are giving him too much face—"

Nie Xiaoguang flattered: "The Security Section has already been mobilized; little Seeing Wei Guo will be caught by hand!"

"Less flattery—" The duty officer sent the leader away, turned back, and glared at him: "Are you a dog?"

"Less pointing at the mulberry and scolding the locust; don't mess with me—"

Nie Xiaoguang hugged his arms and leaned back in the chair, saying: "With my Li Ge, it's official business, and also private business; with you guys, hum—"

"Don't try to get close to me; hurry up and get me some roast fish, add more chili!"

"Leader, you're here; I was just saying I would send the meal to you."

Seeing Li Xuewu enter the courtyard, Xiao Jin was the first to greet him, smiling and saying hello.

Li Xuewu sized her up, nodded with a smile, and said: "It seems the marriage is happy; there is even happy fat on the face."

"You're just making fun of me—"

Xiao Jin affectionately took his arm and entered the hall together, saying: "If I'm fat, I'm fat; what happy fat, how embarrassing—"

"Yo, Li Kezhang Qin is on duty—"

As soon as Li Xuewu entered the hall, he saw Qin Huairu standing by the bar.

Seeing him come in, Qin Huairu also greeted: "Didn't you say you were busy?"

She walked over, sized Li Xuewu up, and asked with concern: "How is the case?"

"It's being handled; the Security Section has all gone on field duty; I'm fine for now, eating dinner."

Li Xuewu pointed at Xiao Jin and instructed: "Tell the kitchen, just give me a bowl of noodles, no eggs, just clear soup noodles, to nourish the stomach."

"Really want to live to be a hundred years old!"

Qin Huairu glared at him reproachfully and said: "Don't dare to eat anything; the taste of living is gone."

Saying this, she instructed Xiao Jin: "Want shredded meat noodles, add an egg."

"Hey—" Li Xuewu looked at her amusedly and asked: "Are you eating, or am I eating?"

"Don't be ungrateful—"

Qin Huairu pushed his arm, signaling him to walk to the office, and persuaded him: "You'll be busy until midnight again tonight; can you really not eat any oil and water? Can you hold up—"

"A big guy over 1.8 meters tall, it doesn't look good if you're thin, like a telephone pole."

"Hmm, you're the only one who can talk," knowing Qin Huairu wanted him to eat a peaceful meal, the small restaurant was crowded, and it was hard to avoid meeting people he knew, and he was too busy to greet them and chat, so it was appropriate to eat in their office.

Just as they were laughing and talking, they pushed the door open and entered the office, but saw Yushui sitting in a chair.

"Why are you here?"

"Can you manage it?"

Yushui was stubborn; she was holding a red-covered book in her hand, looking like she was really studying.

She glanced at Li Xuewu, turned her body away, looked at the book in her hand, and asked: "Looking for a place to eat?"

"I'm really destitute, really begging at your door—"

Li Xuewu sat in another chair and took the tea Qin Huairu handed over: "With your face, I can't afford to eat."

"Yo—you even care about this!"

Yushui turned her face and said to Li Xuewu: "Don't worry; if there really comes a day when I have to beg, if others don't care about you, I will absolutely care about you!"

"With this body, even if you go to do long-term labor, you won't starve to death; whoever catches you will serve you as a good man, right, Qin Jie?"

"You two just bicker—"

Qin Huairu could see a bit of the flavor, glared at Yushui reproachfully, and turned to look at Li Xuewu and asked: "Did people really die?"

"Didn't you hear about it—"

Li Xuewu put down the teacup in his hand, didn't have much mood to chat about this, looked at Yushui and asked: "On duty or off shift today?"

"Off shift, I'll officially go to work tomorrow; don't urge me, I won't hold you back."

Yushui twitched the corner of her mouth; ever since she cried with Li Xuewu that day, she seemed to have changed into a different person; she was free, let go, and had strength in poking people's lungs.

"Hey, what do you think about me transferring to the Red Star Factory? I don't want to work in the workshop anymore."

"Fine, go talk to someone else—"

Li Xuewu leaned back in his chair, didn't even look at Yushui, and said: "Why ask me?"

"I'm your person; if I don't ask you, who do I ask?"

He Yu Shui really let go, raising her face and daring to say anything, "I have no interest in staying in the textile factory anymore; there's too much gossip, it's harsh."

"Speak properly; what yours, mine, his; do you treat him as an enemy?"

Qin Huairu stood beside Yushui, leaned against the desk, patted her, and said: "You don't even have the appearance of begging—"

"Don't beg me; I'm upright and bright, I don't handle private matters."

Li Xuewu tilted his head, curled his lips, and said: "You have the ability to transfer to the Central Committee; no one will manage you; gossip is also something you brought upon yourself."

"Did I say I was begging you?" Yushui curled her lips the same way, and said indifferently: "I don't care if you handle it or not; anyway, I don't care about these."

"Ya ya ya, I'm really convinced by you two; are you three-year-old children?"

Qin Huairu looked at the two of them and was really anxious, walked to Li Xuewu, and persuaded him softly: "She is also feeling bad in her heart."

"If there really was something between you two, I wouldn't care."

She gently pushed Li Xuewu's shoulder and persuaded: "You're getting angry with her? Can you really stand by and watch because of Sha Zhu?"

"People in the courtyard are talking about it, and everyone knows what's going on, but if it spreads in the factory..."

"I am upright and bright; what am I afraid of?"

Li Xuewu glanced at her and looked at He Yu Shui again, saying: "Knowing today, why bother in the beginning."

"I don't know how this crooked-neck tree of mine caught your eye, and you insist on hanging yourself on it."

"Go—"

Qin Huairu saw that he spoke harshly, pushed him lightly, and persuaded again: "She herself knows it's bad; isn't this admitting her mistake—"

"You call this admitting her mistake?"

Li Xuewu pointed at He Yu Shui, who was glaring at him, and said: "You ask her what she said in my office."

"I'm not wrong; I'm just stuck with you—"

He Yu Shui held her chin and said: "Anyway, my shitty life is like this; looking for another one is just a compromise of a widow, might as well be happy for a lifetime."

"Shameless, isn't this—"

Li Xuewu glared at her and said: "You are happy being a nun; why drag me into it?"

"You're the one who's a nun—"

Yushui curled her lips, not showing any signs of anger.

She tilted her neck and said: "I didn't want to destroy your family, and I don't want to force you to be a bad person."

"Thank you! Thank you, heroine, for not killing me!"

Li Xuewu put his hands together, bowed exaggeratedly, and said: "If you want to let me go, I thank your eight generations of ancestors!"

"Oh my, two living treasures—"

Qin Huairu heard the movement at the door, opened the door to take the noodle bowl, handed it to Li Xuewu, and said: "You two together could perform a play."

"I don't want anything, but you have to manage me."

Yushui just looked at Li Xuewu and said: "I'll just wait here for you; not wanting me is your business."

"Hmm, this is the first time I've heard of such extortion."

Li Xuewu took the chopsticks and picked up the noodles, saying: "You just wait here; we'll see each other in a hundred years."

"It doesn't matter—"

Yushui pulled a chair and sat beside Li Xuewu, grabbed the chopsticks in his hand, ate a mouthful of noodles, and said: "You'd better live to be a hundred; if you die before me, I'll find a way to dig your grave and lie beside you to die together."

"You—you are really ruthless!"

Li Xuewu's back teeth were almost broken; looking at this mental patient who wanted to dig his grave, he was truly helpless.

Qin Huairu was also helpless and amused, found another pair of chopsticks and handed them to Li Xuewu, patted He Yu Shui who was deliberately angering him, and said: "Didn't you eat dinner."

"It's okay, his stomach is big."

He Yu Shui turned her head, looked at Li Xuewu, and said: "If you were really angry for me, I would be happy."

"Dream on—"

Li Xuewu glared and curled his lips, saying: "I'm not angry at all now; I'm feeling beautiful in my heart."

"There's a big girl chasing me to death and willing to be my concubine; what do I have to be angry about? If you're not afraid of death, am I afraid of being buried?"

"Qin Jie, did you hear that?"

He Yu Shui turned her head, signaled to Li Xuewu, and said: "He wouldn't be angry; if he were angry, he wouldn't eat a single mouthful of noodles, afraid of hurting his stomach."

"You—"

Qin Huairu poked her, looked at Li Xuewu, and asked for instructions: "Songying is short of hands, see if you want to..."

"Just her?" Li Xuewu grinned, didn't even look at Yushui, and said: "Looking so ugly, and still want to go to the International Hotel? What if it affects our factory's image."

"I don't want to go to the International Hotel either; what's good about that."

He Yu Shui looked at Li Xuewu and said: "Since I look ugly, isn't it just right to go to the Security Division."

"Hmm, you are suitable for the night shift!"

Li Xuewu ate the noodles in the bowl in a few bites, just seeing Peng Xiaoli poking his head and wanting to knock on the door.

He waved and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Leader, the one nicknamed Manshan was caught by Li Kezhang Zhou and the others when he secretly ran home to get clothes," Peng Xiaoli reported: "He refused to confess the location of the others during the on-site interrogation."

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet such a hero among the ruffians."

Li Xuewu had nowhere to vent his anger, nodded, and said: "Then invite this hero back to sit for a while."

"What does suitable for the night shift mean?"

He Yu Shui saw him leave, frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly stood up and chased after him, shouting: "Bastard! You're the one who's evil!" ===== CHAPTER 1161 =====

Li Xuewu had nowhere to vent his anger, so he nodded and said: "Then please invite this hero back to sit for a while."

"What do you mean by suitable for the night shift?"

Seeing him leave, He Yu Shui frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly got up and chased after him, shouting: "Bastard! You're the one who's evil!"