GBP Chapter 159 The wanted criminal is found
Chapter 159 The wanted criminal is found
Xia Qingqing separated from the Qian Liujin brothers and rode slowly home. She also went to Uncle Deng's house. She hadn't seen Uncle Deng since Yang Hongjie was shot, but she did leave her phone number.
I don’t know if Uncle Deng’s wife has come back.
"Uncle Deng!"
Xia Qingqing started shouting from a distance. Uncle Deng was sitting alone at the doorstep, drinking tea and listening to the radio. The radio was playing the Yue Opera "Nine Jin Girl", the most classic part of which was the scene where they were scolding each other.
【To quarrel means to have a fight】
"A spatula becomes a treasure. With a flick of the spatula, a pot of water becomes a pot of rice. With a poke of the spatula, a pot of carrots becomes meat. With a throw of the spatula, a bowl of water becomes a bowl of wine. With a shovel of the spatula, 24 kinds of beans are scooped out.
Fish, shrimp and crab sauce, spicy chicken, spicy duck, spicy white fish, pickled chicken, pickled duck, pickled intestines, yellow eel and loach are not included, snails and snails are added. Radish, taro, amaranth stems, plus a bowl of fermented thousand sheets, stir-fry with a spatula, you can't eat it all in your lifetime..."
Uncle Deng crossed his legs, put one hand on the armrest of the chair and tapped it gently, held the purple clay teapot in the other hand, hummed a few words, and took a sip of tea, looking extremely comfortable.
Hearing Xia Qingqing's call, Uncle Deng raised his head and saw her smiling.
"Qingqing is here, come and sit down!"
Uncle Deng came into the house, took out some candy and melon seeds, and made a cup of tea. He was bored to death at home alone, and Qing girl came over just in time to chat with him.
"Uncle Deng, Auntie isn't back yet?"
Xia Qingqing parked the car and took out a bag of bananas from the basket, which she bought on the road.
"Just come if you want to, kid. What do you want to buy? I have plenty of food!"
Although Uncle Deng was muttering something, he had a smile on his face.
Xia Qingqing glanced into the room and realized that Grandpa Deng's wife had not returned. She broke off a banana and gave it to Grandpa Deng, and then broke off one for herself.
"Uncle, you didn't tell Auntie?"
"Don't mention it. I get so angry just talking about her. She is just an old fool. She is destined to suffer hardships and never enjoy the blessings she has!"
Uncle Deng was very angry. He had a quarrel with his wife on the phone yesterday. He couldn't tell anyone else. But when Xia Qingqing came, someone finally listened to his complaints.
Xia Qingqing listened quietly without expressing any opinion.
In fact, the matter is very simple, it’s just that the old couple have different opinions.
Uncle Deng hopes that his wife will come home so that the couple can go traveling. At worst, they can pay for a nanny to support their children, but Aunt Deng disagrees as she is not confident in having a nanny take care of the children.
This is one of them.
The second reason is the key point.
"I worked so hard to raise them, to send them to school, and to find wives for them. I have completed my mission, and I only have a few years left to live. I didn't expect them to take care of me in my old age, but these unfilial people even took my pension. They don't even dare to say anything, but let their foolish mother say it. Humph!"
Uncle Deng became more and more angry as he spoke, and drank half a pot of tea in one breath.
Xia Qingqing understood that the conflict was that the old couple cared about different things.
Uncle Deng wants a comfortable life in his old age. He feels that he has fulfilled his obligations to his children and there is no need to worry about them anymore.
But Aunt Deng still can't let go of her children. In her heart, her children are more important than her husband. This old lady not only raised her four children, but also contributed her pension. Now she has set her sights on Uncle Deng.
"Uncle Deng, let me put it bluntly. Money is more important to you than your parents. No matter how filial your children are, if they don't have money, they will be useless. You must keep a close eye on your money!"
Xia Qingqing reminded that there was no need to be afraid of offending Uncle Deng’s children, since she didn’t know them anyway.
Uncle Deng's heart trembled, and his expression became serious. He was a little shaken at first. Anyway, his pension was high, supporting him twenty or thirty yuan a month, which would not affect his life.
But now he has changed his mind. Ten dollars for each of his four children would be forty dollars, and he is not a bank owner, so how can he afford to support them?
And why should he continue to support these four disobedient and unfilial creatures when he is half dead?
"No, I'll spend all my money on food and drink, and I won't give them a penny. I can't control the old woman's confusion, but I must keep my own money safe!"
Uncle Deng made up his mind. He had long seen through the fact that his four children were all away from home and he would definitely not be able to rely on them for support in his old age. He decided to save more money so that when he got old and couldn't move, he could hire someone to take care of them.
No one is reliable except money!
"Uncle Deng, aren't you going to rent out these two shops?" Xia Qingqing brought up the business.
"Someone asked, but the money they offered was too low, so I was too lazy to rent it."
Uncle Deng reacted and asked happily, "Qingqing, do you want to rent it?"
“Well, I want to open a clothing store.”
Xia Qingqing nodded.
"If you want to rent it, just give any money." Uncle Deng said generously.
He thought that Qing Yatou would definitely come to the store every day in the future, and then he wouldn't be bored.
"That won't work. Even brothers should settle accounts clearly. We are doing business, so we have to pay what we owe."
In the end, the monthly rent for the two shops was 25 yuan. Xia Qingqing paid for one year and signed a rental contract with Uncle Deng.
"Qingqing, when will your store open?"
"It will open next month. See you, Uncle Deng!"
Xia Qingqing waved and rode away on her bike.
Uncle Deng, who had 300 yuan in his pocket, received a call from his wife not long after. It was about money. He said angrily, "They don't give you a penny. You want to work like a cow or a horse for them. Don't drag me into this. You are a bunch of useless people who can't do anything but suck the blood of our old parents. Don't tell them to come back in the future. If they do, I will beat them to death!"
Uncle Deng hung up the phone angrily and even blamed his wife, what a confused old man.
He wants to see how filial these children will be to their mother when his wife is no longer able to work!
Xia Qingqing returned home. Xiaoyu was sitting in the living room watching TV, holding a large cup full of popcorn, his cheeks bulging with food.
"Sister, have some popcorn."
Xiaoyu handed over the cup.
Xia Qingqing grabbed a handful and gently pinched the little guy's chubby face. It felt really good.
At night, she was studying in the space, and there was new development on the side of Mr. Ba.
"We found the wanted criminal's whereabouts, it's a bit far away."
"It's okay, he'll pass."
Xia Qingqing was full of confidence. In his previous life, the wanted criminal Wu Dali committed the crime on the street near He Qianghua's home.
This is God’s will. God wants He Qianghua’s family to die!
However, now is not the time to take action as there is still half a month to go before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The next day, Xia Qingqing and Zhuang Hongye went to several places where Wu Dali appeared.
Mr. Ba said that Wu Dali slept in the bridge hole at night and picked up garbage during the day. He was very careful and no one had discovered his whereabouts so far.
"it's him!"
On the street near He Qianghua's home, Xia Qingqing saw Wu Dali. He was short, with long tangled hair, dirty and torn clothes, and a black face, through which only his eyes could be seen. No wonder the police couldn't find him.