Rebirth of the Flying Era

  Chapter 8 Darkness comes to the door

  After Du Fei left, Granny Jia came out of her house with a fat face and said thiefly, "I'll just say that stupid boy has no intentions!"

   said triumphantly, he walked towards the pile of rags, and stretched out his hand to take out two pieces of cloth that still looked very strong.

   "Hey, these two pieces of cloth are tight enough to make a cloth shirt for the child."

   "Mom~" Widow Pretty lowered her voice, her tone a little dissatisfied: "Keep your voice down so that people can hear me, what have I become!"

Granny Jia rolled her eyes, and glanced at her daughter-in-law disdainfully: "Hmph, don't be rude to me, you have been in the factory for a few years, are you still a first-level worker? As long as you spend more time in the factory, now a The monthly salary is more than 30 yuan."

   Widow Qin felt helpless and aggrieved.

  She worked on top of the rolling mill, just to catch the ducks on the shelves.

   A little widow from a rural area who has not attended school for a few days. She has no knowledge in her head and no strength in her hands. She fiddles with machine tools in the workshop.

  Du Fei went home and didn't cook dinner again.

   With hot tea, eat a few bites of snacks bought during the day, wait until 5:30, change clothes and go out.

   Go to the front yard first and knock on the door of the third master's house.

   "Who is it?" the third mother asked loudly.

   "I, Xiao Du in the backyard." Du Fei responded and pushed open the door directly.

   He was eating in the house, and he didn't go inside. He said at the door, "Master, I'm in a hurry at night. I'll lend you a bicycle."

   The third master is worthy of being called Laokou. When he heard that he wanted to borrow a bicycle, he was immediately blown away.

   That's his treasure. Before he could swallow it, he was about to rush to reject it. Who knew Du Fei smiled and took out thirty cents from his pocket: "I know your rules, so don't borrow it for nothing."

  The third master narrowed his eyes and swallowed the words that came to his mouth. He smiled and went to get the car keys, while reminding: "It's dark lights, you can be careful."

"Okay, third master, don't worry, you are guaranteed to return to Zhao." Du Fei vowed to take the key: "You eat, I'll go first." After he finished speaking, he opened the bicycle parked at the door and kicked the ladder. , pushed out the door.

   The north wind howled on the street, about a cold wave, and the temperature dropped sharply as soon as it got dark.

  Du Fei grabbed the cold handlebars and regretted not wearing gloves.

  The distance from the courtyard house to the family compound of the Municipal Bureau is not close. Fortunately, the road was deserted at night, and the bicycle was kicked into the air. It took more than half an hour to finally reach the destination.

   Du Fei didn't know where his 'third uncle' family lived, so he went directly to the door.

   There are guards here, and when they see Du Fei's face, he immediately cheers up.

   "Hello, comrade!" Du Fei stopped two or three meters away and said with a smile, "I have an urgent matter to find Chen Zhongyuan from the Public Security Department. Could you please contact me, that's my third uncle."

   This guard is not on guard, but it is also the logistical establishment of the Public Security Bureau, and the leaders of the bureau are generally in mind.

   When I heard Chen Zhongyuan's name, he was also from the Public Security Department, so it must be Deputy Director Chen.

  I looked at Du Fei carefully, and saw that he was tall, Zhou Zheng, dressed in a Chinese tunic suit and brand new leather shoes. He was also very decent, not like a gangster.

   Even so, it is impossible to let people in casually.

   The guard asked Du Fei's name, and went back to the guard booth to call Chen Zhongyuan to confirm before putting Du Fei in.

  In the compound, there are red brick residential buildings newly built after the founding of the People's Republic of China. There are six buildings in total.

  Chen Zhongyuan's home is on the third floor of the third building and the fourth unit.

   Du Fei parked his bicycle downstairs and carried his things upstairs.

   On the third floor, the door on the left was open, and there stood a very beautiful young woman in her thirties.

   Seeing Du Fei coming up, the young woman looked at him and said with a smile, "Xiao Fei, you have grown so tall in the past ten years!"

  Du Fei realized that this should be Chen Zhongyuan's daughter-in-law. He hurriedly called his third aunt and handed over the gift of tobacco and alcohol. At the same time, he recalled some memories deep in his mind.

   This third aunt is called Shen Jingya. She has some special backgrounds. Before liberation, she was the concubine of a big capitalist. She was two years older than Chen Zhongyuan. When they got married, there were many twists and turns.

   "You kid came here, what else did you carry." Shen Jingya frowned when she looked at the gift that Du Fei brought.

   is not too little, but too much.

"Old Chen, look at this kid Xiaofei!"

   At this time, Chen Zhongyuan also came from behind.

   He was wearing a light blue long pajamas, he was about the same size as Du Fei, and he looked like six or seven.

  Because he didn't wear a police uniform, Chen Zhongyuan at this time was a little less majestic than Du Fei's impression, but a little more handsome and gentle.

   There were two children behind him, blinking their big eyes and looking at Du Fei curiously.

  Du Fei grinned and called Sanjiu.

   "Go home and talk." Chen Zhongyuan nodded and glanced at the gift, but didn't say anything else.

  This building is different from the courtyard, it looks much cleaner.

  The living room is fifteen to sixteen square meters. Although the floor is not a tiled floor or anything, it is painted with light green paint like the walls and fences. There are sofas and coffee tables, and high and low cabinets.

The    lamp is also not an ordinary tungsten bulb, but a white fluorescent lamp.

  Du Fei changed his slippers and sat down on the sofa, the spring under his **** compressed and made a 'creaky' sound.

  The third aunt was busy making tea and introduced the two children to Du Fei.

   The eight-year-old boy is named Chen Jianshe, and the six-year-old girl is named Chen Xiaoxue.

  The two children called Du Fei brother, but their eyes were fixed on the bag of white rabbit toffee.

   Shen Jingya took two pieces of candy and sent the two children to the house to play.

   There are only three adults left in the living room.

  Chen Zhongyuan got straight to the point and directly asked Du Fei what happened.

   came to the door at night with gifts, obviously asking for help.

   In front of Chen Zhongyuan, Du Fei didn't hide it, he poured the beans directly into the bamboo tube and explained the ins and outs.

   After listening to Du Fei's narration, Chen Zhongyuan and his wife showed incredible expressions.

   Especially Chen Zhongyuan, he had a very general impression of this 'nephew', dull, timid, stubborn, and somewhat bookish.

   But he didn't expect that at a critical time, he showed extraordinary calmness and determination.

  Chen Zhongyuan was silent for a moment, carefully thinking about the whole process, and then watching Du Fei with interest: "You were bullied, why didn't you come to me earlier?"

  Du Fei scratched the back of his head, embarrassedly said: "That~ Third Uncle, I don't want to cause you trouble."

"Humph! What trouble is not troublesome, I think your kid doesn't take my third uncle as his own family." Chen Zhongyuan scolded him with hatred: "It's all bullied, I don't care who cares about you! "

  Du Fei laughed awkwardly, but didn't answer.

   As for his own family, he didn't take it seriously. After all, Uncle Tang is not a real uncle, there is a layer of relationship inside and outside, not to mention there is no contact for more than ten years. Even if Chen Zhongyuan really has this kind of relative in his heart, he will have to move around frequently in the future to get close.

   (end of this chapter)