Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

"Where's Li Ming?" Yang Xiaobao asked Lao Ma.

"Close the door and go back to rest." The old horse said weakly.

Yang Xiaobao froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Little Treasure, this is not acceptable. It makes us very passive and wastes time." Lao Ma said.

"I know."

At this time, Yang Xiaobao's heart was filled with anger.

He could imagine the smug faces of the two bastards, Li Ming and Huang Wei.

Maybe they were laughing at themselves on their phones.

"How about you take care of your own affairs first and leave it to us?" Xiao Zhang said, "After all, this is what we are going to do, and it has nothing to do with you."

Yang Xiaobao sighed, and said: "Okay, since that's the case, let's go back first, and contact us if there is anything else."

Yang Xiaobao, Lao Ma and Rabbit Demon returned to the villa dejectedly.

After they returned to the villa, they found that Jiang Tianyi and Liu Qiaoyun still hadn't come back.

The old horse sighed.

"Xiaobao, we really shouldn't meddle in these matters."

Yang Xiaobao glanced at the old horse and said, "Okay, let's go to Jianggong City tomorrow morning."

"That's good."

Lao Ma went back to the bedroom to sleep, while Yang Xiaobao lay on the sofa in a daze.

"Master, what are you doing? Why are you so dazed here?" The rabbit demon came over and asked curiously when he saw Yang Xiaobao's appearance.

Yang Xiaobao shook his head: "It's nothing. You go to rest, let me calm down here alone."

"Then... that's fine."

Seeing Yang Xiaobao's angry look, the rabbit demon knew that it was best not to provoke him now.

Yang Xiaobao was thinking about Tong Yanghui, Huang Wei and Li Ming.

Is there really no way to make them obey the law?

Looking at them, it seems that they don't feel guilty about what happened that year.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao was even more depressed.

But nothing can be done.

At this moment, Yang Xiaobao's cell phone rang.

Yang Xiaobao quickly took out his phone.

He thought it would be a call from the police station, but unexpectedly, it was Cao Tong who called him.

At this time, why would Cao Tong call himself?

But Yang Xiaobao still picked it up.

"Cao Tong, what's the matter?" Yang Xiaobao answered the phone and asked.

"Xiaobao, have you left Tiandu?"

"No, I'm still in Tiandu." Yang Xiaobao said, "I've been delayed by something, I'm going to leave tomorrow."

Cao Tong said, "Xiaobao, if there's nothing else, let's meet and I'll treat you to supper."

Originally, Yang Xiaobao wanted to refuse, but tonight he was in a depressed mood and would definitely not be able to sleep, so he nodded and agreed.

"Then come and pick me up, and I'll send you an address."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaobao received the address from Cao Tong.

Yang Xiaobao left the villa, drove the car, and picked up Cao Tong at the place where Cao Tong lived.

"Xiaobao, I know a good night market, I'll take you there to eat." Cao Tong said with a smile.

Yang Xiaobao nodded: "Just tell me how to go."

Cao Tong looked at Yang Xiaobao and frowned.

"Xiaobao, what's the matter? You seem to be in a bad mood."

Yang Xiaobao sighed and nodded: "You are right, it is indeed in a bad mood."

"What happened? Can you tell me?"

Yang Xiaobao smiled: "It's useless to tell you, it's better to eat more."

Two people came to the night market.

Although it was past ten o'clock, it was almost eleven o'clock, Yang Xiaobao found that there were still many people in the night market.

"The night market in this place is delicious and cheap. It's a famous night market in Tiandu. It's open until three or four in the morning." Cao Tong introduced it to Yang Xiaobao.

Yang Xiaobao nodded.

They found a table and sat down, ordered two cold dishes and some skewers.

"I called Uncle Haitao yesterday, and Uncle Haitao said that Beichen Village might be demolished."

Yang Xiaobao froze for a moment, then asked quickly: "Why did you have to tear it down?"

"It said it was going to build a tourist area and let us move out."

Cao Tong looked very depressed.

"In the future, if you want to go back, it will be impossible."

"Your village agrees?"

"Many old people refused to agree, but young people readily agreed when they saw that they had money to take. After all, no one would go back to live."

Yang Xiaobao also sighed.

"The current rural situation is like this, slowly disappearing." Yang Xiaobao said with emotion.

This is not what he wants to see, but the times are like this, the trend is like this, no one can do anything about it.

Yang Xiaobao could tell that Cao Tong was depressed and wanted to find someone to chat with.

"But my father is still fighting, saying that the village can be demolished, but a ancestral hall must be built for Beichen Village. Every year, the people of Beichen Village will go back to worship their ancestors."

"It's a good idea."

When Cao Tong mentioned her father Cao Deyong, Yang Xiaobao asked, "Cao Tong, how is your father?"

Cao Tong looked at Yang Xiaobao, a little surprised that Yang Xiaobao would ask himself such a question.

"Okay, he's fine, he's more active in the affairs of the village, and he's also worried about the demolition, which he shouldn't be worried about."

Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "That's good."

Cao Deyong is using actions to make up for the mistakes he made before.

The two chatted while eating, and the time passed quickly.

When they had almost eaten and were about to leave, Yang Xiaobao found that there were fewer people in the night market than before.

While waiting for Cao Tong to check out, he scanned the surroundings boredly.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a person.

The figure was sitting alone at a table, eating with his head bowed.

It was none other than one of the three suspects, Tong Yanghui who drove the taxi.

Unexpectedly, I saw him here.

It is estimated that I was tired and hungry after running a taxi at night, so I came here to eat a bowl.

"Xiaobao, what are you looking at? Let's go." After paying the bill, Cao Tong said to Yang Xiaobao.

"Wait a minute, I see an acquaintance, I'll go say hello."

Yang Xiaobao stood up and walked towards Tong Yanghui.

Walking to Tong Yanghui's side, Yang Xiaobao found that he was eating a casserole of noodles.

Because it was too hot, Tong Yanghui was sweating from eating.

"Tong Yanghui."

Tong Yanghui looked up to see Yang Xiaobao, and looked at him in astonishment, as if he didn't know what was wrong.

"I didn't expect that we were so destined to meet here."

Tong Yanghui turned his head and looked around.

"Hmph, are you following me?" Tong Yanghui put the chopsticks on the table, staring at Yang Xiaobao and asked.

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I just came here to eat, and I just happened to meet."

"Ok."

Tong Yanghui didn't seem to want to talk to Yang Xiaobao anymore, so he picked up his chopsticks and lowered his head to eat his noodles.

But Yang Xiaobao sat down opposite him.

"What? Didn't eat it? Shall I order one for you?" Tong Yanghui had a mocking expression.