Rebirth of the Flying Era

  Chapter 90 Jiang Donglai's Invitation

   "Du Fei?" He Yuyu was a little unsure, but immediately after seeing Xu Daimao walking out together, his face immediately became ugly.

   Obviously he knew about the fight between his brother and Xu Daimao last night.

   I don't know what Zhuzi told her, but she seems to have a big opinion on Xu Daimao.

  He Yuyu hummed, nodded to Du Fei again, turned around and left.

   Xu Daimao pouted: "Brother and sister, I don't know what to do with each other, they have a father since childhood..."

  Shunzui wanted to say, "I have a father, but I don't have a mother," but suddenly thought of something. As soon as I started, I swallowed it back, leaving a little bit of morality for myself.

  Du Fei smiled and continued to walk out.

  The front yard is no less lively than the middle yard.

  The two old ladies scolded for some reason.

   One of the parties involved in the war was the Jiang family who was talkative at the general meeting of the hospital last night, and the other was a mean-faced aunt.

   The two of them were arguing with each other, and it was considered that the tip of the needle was facing the Maimang, and it was like a small trumpet.

  Du Fei picked up his bicycle and stepped out of the courtyard gate in this cheerful atmosphere.

  I ate a few buns at the shop early in the morning, and then rode to the street to do some buns.

  Today, Du Fei arrived early. He took off his coat when he entered the room, and first took a swipe to sweep the ground.

   At this moment, Sun Lan came in from outside and saw Du Fei hurriedly walking over and said, "Xiao Du, why are you here so early?"

   Du Fei said with a sullen face: "Look at what you said, it's not early for us."

  Sun Lan took a step back and asked if she could still speak properly!

  Du Fei laughed, saw that she had something to say, and asked, "Aunt Sun, what can you say?"

  Sun Lan lowered her voice and said, "Our old Jiang said, let you go to Jiekou Bai Lao Si Lamb Soup at noon, and his braised mutton came here specially, please go and have a taste, by the way."

  Du Fei asked: "Uncle Jiang didn't say anything?"

   As soon as Sun Lan opened her mouth, someone came in from outside. She didn't want to talk about it in detail, she just said, "Just last time, the matter next door to your house."

   Du Fei immediately understood and did not ask any further questions.

   But he thought in his heart, what could go wrong with the Li family, and it was worth Jiang Donglai to ask Sun Lan to ask him to go?

  'Bai Lao Si Lamb Soup' is just an ordinary little restaurant. I heard that the mutton is well done, but Du Fei has never been there.

   Today's meal is definitely not a special invitation from Jiang Donglai, otherwise he can't come to such a small restaurant. It should be mainly for talking, and have a lunch by the way.

   But to say how urgent this matter is, it should not be.

  Otherwise, even if it is inconvenient for Sun Lan to speak, he will not delay for a trip by himself.

   After thinking about this, Du Fei is more curious, what medicine is Jiang Donglai selling in the gourd?

   Today, Zhu Ting didn't know what was going on. She ran away in the morning and didn't see anyone all morning.

  Du Fei stopped for a while, waited to say hello to Section Chief Qian at noon, and walked out of the street office.

  The meal he had in the small cafeteria was packed into the lunch box and eaten at home at night, and it was not wasted.

  Bai Lao Si Yang Tang is not far from here.

   Exit the alley, go to Di'anmen Street, and walk eastwards.

   A small broken face, or the guise of a curtain.

  Du Fei was walking and saw Jiang Donglai in a military coat from a distance, smoking a cigarette at the door of the store.

   Seeing Du Fei, he immediately threw away the cigarette **** and went up to him.

   The two greeted each other without too much courtesy, and pushed the door into the store.

   Jiang Donglai said to a middle-aged man with a goatee and a small halal hat: "Serve the food!"

   "Okay, brother-in-law~" The man let them in with a pleasing smile.

  Du Fei glanced at the man.

   This 'brother-in-law' should have come from Sun Lan.

   But it seems that he is not a relative, otherwise his attitude should not be so respectful.

After    and Jiang Donglai entered the back room, Du Fei discovered that this was not a private room, but to someone else's house.

   There is a briquettes stove in the middle of the house, and a small pot sits on the stove, and the bright red broth is bubbling "gudugudu", which makes people appetite.

   Then, the middle-aged man hurriedly wiped the table with a rag, put down two sets of tableware and a pot holder, reached out and took down the small aluminum pot and put it on the pot holder.

  Jiang Donglai picked up the chopsticks: "I have to go to work in the afternoon, and we won't drink anymore. The mutton of the family is a must, and you still want to eat it after eating it."

   said that, he first picked out a piece of meat with tendons from the pot and put it in the Dufei bowl.

   Du Fei was not polite, let alone talking about things in a hurry. He stretched out his chopsticks and put the meat in his mouth and chewed it twice. It was really good!

   After a while, he brought two bowls of mutton soup and a plate of half-steamed sesame seeds.

   Braised mutton is a bit salty when eaten empty, and it is just right when it is sandwiched into the sesame cake.

   This meal is quite affordable, just one dish, two bowls of soup, and a few pieces of sesame seeds.

   Later, Jiang Donglai felt that it was not enough, so he went out and grabbed a green onion by himself, without shredding the green onion, he just chewed it dry, a mutton sandwich, and a green onion.

   Du Fei thought the onion was too spicy, so after eating it, he ate a few cloves of candied garlic.

   After waiting for more than half of the pot of mutton to eat, Du Fei ate six or seven full, picked up a big bowl and sipped the mutton soup smoothly, and then asked, "Uncle Jiang, I heard from Aunt Sun, about the Li family..."

  Jiang Donglai chewed a few times, swallowed the green onion in his mouth and said: "Before, I almost lost sight of it, I'm afraid this is really tricky!"

After saying that, he glanced at the direction of the door, got up and fastened the door bolt, and then came back and continued: "Last time, you asked me to directly hand over the information to the Li family, I thought this was over. What's going on, it doesn't have anything to do with our man."

  Du Fei asked: "Is there something wrong?"

  Jiang Donglai nodded: "Li Guoqiang came to me again after going to get off work last night."

   Du Fei asked suspiciously, "How did he find you?"

  Jiang Donglai shook his head: "I don't know for now. What relationship should I find to find it, this is not difficult to find."

  Du Fei nodded and continued to listen.

  Jiang Donglai said: "Xiao Du, what do you think Li Guoqiang wanted to do with me?"

  Du Fei was stunned for a moment.

  Jiang Donglai didn't give a shit, he paused and asked himself directly: "He wants me to find a way to catch Zhang Yun's friend."

   Du Fei frowned.

  Jiang Donglai is the deputy chief of the security section of the rolling mill. He has the right to arrest the employees and property of the rolling mill.

   And Zhang Yun's good friend is a temporary worker of a collective enterprise under the rolling mill.

   But Du Fei didn't understand, why did Li Guoqiang and the others go astray against the old Zhang family?

   followed, and Jiang Donglai said again: "It doesn't matter. Guess, how much is the Li family willing to pay for this?"

  Du Fei originally listened and took another sip of mutton, but he stopped, raised his eyelids and said, "Is it too much?"

  Jiang Donglai stretched out two fingers: "Two hundred! As long as Zhang Yun's good friend is caught, they are willing to pay two hundred yuan!"

   Du Fei was also surprised when he heard it.

  200 yuan is not a decimal. Before the Li family asked him to sell the house, that was the price.

   He was still very poor not long ago, so why did he suddenly get rich?

   Moreover, if you are willing to spend two hundred yuan for this kind of thing, either it is not bad money, or there must be greater benefits.

   No wonder Jiang Donglai wanted to call him and talk about it in person.

  Du Fei frowned and thought, his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.

   Jiang Donglai did not speak again.

After a while, Du Fei asked, "Uncle Jiang, what do you think about this?"

   (end of this chapter)