Chapter 184

Chapter 184

When we arrived at the county town, the leading soldier and I split up. Because there was something wrong with the car, Lao Qin's leading soldier, Zhao Xuanxuan, went to the local repair shop to repair the car. Bean sprouts and I went to the farmer's market. The boss said that after the car was repaired, he would come to the market to pick us up.

When I arrived at the Yintian Farmers Market, I asked a butcher to find the person Lao Wang mentioned.

The meat seller at the market didn't want to talk to me at first, but his attitude immediately changed after I bought two kilograms of beef.

The butcher said: "You are asking about Lao Gan, right? He sells dry goods at No. 43, West District. I saw him when I got there. Lao Gan is easy to recognize. He has a scar on his forehead."

Carrying the meat and walking around the market, Bean Sprout suddenly touched me and motioned me to look east.

There was a dry goods store there. There were a lot of dried white fungus mushrooms piled outside the store. A middle-aged man with a scar on his face was sitting on a chair and concentrating on reading a newspaper.

Dou Sprouts and I walked over together.

"Hello Uncle Gan, I brought you two kilograms of beef." I smiled and put the meat aside.

He put down the newspaper and looked at me and Dou Sprout in confusion, "Are you...?"

"We are your daughter's colleagues. We have some work-related matters and we want to talk to her."

"Are you also from a newspaper?"

I lied and said yes.

"Xiaoxuan just informed me that she brought her friends back for lunch. You guys are too polite and brought meat. It just so happened that you didn't leave at noon and stayed for lunch."

At this time, Douyazai pulled me aside and whispered: "Yunfeng, why did you say that we are from the newspaper? When her little daughter comes back later, she will ask if we will reveal our secrets. How will it end then?"

I said Yazai, don't panic, otherwise people will become suspicious, just look at me then.

Lao Gan's youngest daughter came back at 11:30 p.m., and there was a short-haired girl with her. Her youngest daughter was in her early twenties, had eyes, was thin, and was quite beautiful.

"Dad, I'm back. I'm going to the breeding base in the afternoon for an interview. I'll bring my colleagues over for a meal on the way. What are you planning to eat for lunch?"

"Let's eat potato stew. Your colleague happened to buy some meat."

"My colleague?" She then turned around and spotted Dou Sprout and me.

"Are you two...?"

"Hello." I reached out.

"I am Xiang Yunfeng, our youth geography student."

"Hello, I'm Dou... No, just call me Lu Ziming."