Wang Jianshe laughed and waved his hands: "That's because your dad is humble. He is not simple either."
He sighed: "When we reach our age, we will find that money is easy to make but it is difficult to educate children."
"People in the circle often say: Your dad is very successful."
"He really made his career successful and his family happy."
"Especially in terms of educating children, he has been quite successful."
"You had excellent grades when you were in school. Now you are working and you are very promising."
Liang Yinuo smiled happily and said, "Uncle Wang, if my dad hears your high praise, I won't be scolded for a long time."
Wang Jianshe also looked at Zhou Zhimo with a smile: "Officer Zhou, this kid Yinuo is doing well at work, right?"
Zhou Zhimo looked at Liang Yinuo with a smile: "Well, very useful."
Wang Jianshe praised with satisfaction: "Just say you are good, work hard."
Liang Yinuo nodded: "Okay."
Zhou Zhimo said with a smile: "Since we have asked all the questions, Mr. Wang, we won't bother you."
After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave with Liang Yinuo.
Wang Jianshe also stood up: "Okay, I'll see you off."
When he reached the door, Liang Yinuo suddenly turned back: "Uncle Wang, look at that yard. Can we find someone to accompany us and take a look?"
Wang Jianshe readily agreed: "Of course it must be convenient."
"I'll ask Secretary Zhang to take you there now."
Secretary Zhang sat in the passenger seat and told the driver: "Go to the old street."
The car slowly deviated from the busy street and entered the road to the old street.
The trees on both sides of the road have stripped off their leaves, leaving only their branches with claws and claws. They stand in the cold wind, as if they are resisting the increasingly cold winter with a proud attitude.
Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of the yard.
Secretary Zhang opened the courtyard door and let them in: "Please come in."
After entering, Zhou Zhimo and Liang Yinuo both looked at the row of walls adjacent to the next door.
Green bricks were neatly stacked to form a wall. Over time, some vines grew out of the gaps and some moss covered the brick wall.
There are blue tiles on the top, and the eaves are made of them. They look antique, and they are waiting here quietly.
The ground of the yard is made of antique blue bricks, with a flower bed on the left and right, and a two-story palm tree planted in the middle. The bottom of the trunk is very clean, and the leaves on the top are lush and green, full of vitality in this cold winter.
The main body is a two-story building, most of which still retains wooden decorations. Standing in the courtyard, it feels like you have mistakenly entered a courtyard in the late Qing Dynasty.
Zhou Zhimo looked at the wall. The collision and demolition of the next door had not had much impact on this side, and there were almost no traces.
He asked Secretary Zhang: "Mr. Wang originally bought this place. Did you contact the workers to do the decoration?"
Secretary Zhang nodded: "That's the person I'm looking for."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "In addition to building the wall, what else was done?"
Secretary Zhang recalled: "The house was well protected. There was not much decoration after I came in. I just repaired some damaged areas."
“I didn’t think about building a fence at first, but the workers reminded me and suggested building an extra wall.”
"The boss also feels that if the two families share the same wall for a long time, it will easily cause disputes."
"So, after finally repairing the tiles inside and on the roof, I added this wall."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "Where did you find the workers at that time?"
Secretary Zhang told him: "Those people found it on the advertising paper posted on the roadside."
"The decoration team they wrote about can do any kind of work."
Zhou Zhimo asked: "Why didn't you use a decoration company?"
Secretary Zhang said with a smile: "There is no major decoration to be done in the house. I asked the decoration company and the price was high. The main reason is that they don't have craftsmen who can do these previous repair techniques."
"The people in this decoration team are all experienced craftsmen. I took them to see it, and they know a lot about the repair work."
"They also showed me how to repair the damaged paint, and it was indeed the same as the original place."
"So I left them."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "Then can you still find them?"
Secretary Zhang shook his head: "I don't have their phone number."
"However, I will go back and look for the original bill. Maybe there is their phone number."
He explained: "Because there wasn't much work and we were guerrillas, we didn't sign a contract."
Zhou Zhimo also understood: "Then if you find it, contact me in the afternoon."
"Is it okay for us to go inside and have a look?"
Secretary Zhang nodded: "Mr. Wang has given instructions. You can watch as you like. We will cooperate fully."
Zhou Zhimo led Liang Yinuo into the house. It was decorated in an ancient style, the furniture was antique, and there were ancient lamps placed in the corner.
The stairs and handrails are made of wood, almost black, with a dark red paint finish, and the walls are also decorated with wood veneers of the same color.
There are also decorative paintings with black photo frames hanging on the walls, and the colors are also very elegant.
The wooden floor on the second floor is slightly lighter in color. The sunlight from outside shines in through the large window and falls on the floor, glowing with a faint light.
There were occasional creaking sounds underfoot, echoing in the quiet room, like an old man from afar singing in a low voice.
The decorations in the bedroom are all light-colored, which makes them look less heavy.
Secretary Zhang told them: "Every month someone comes to clean and change the bed sheets and quilts."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "Will Mr. Wang come and stay here?"
Secretary Zhang replied: "Mr. Wang has rarely stayed here. He always finishes his work very late and lives nearby in the city."
In fact, the entire Qingquan County is not big, and it takes only a short time to get here by car.
Zhou Zhimo stood in front of the second-floor window, looking at the wall downstairs and the ruins of the yard next door, thinking in his mind.
This trip didn't yield much. It was already 11:30 noon when the two returned to the unit.
Zhou Zhimo asked Xiao Qin: "Has Huang Xusheng gone back?"
Xiao Qin told him: "Not yet."
"What happened to You Yuhuan seems to have hit him hard. He has been lying in bed without eating or drinking."
Zhou Zhimo said: "He went to see Xiaofang who borrowed money from You Yuhuan and asked him if he still had contact with her?"
"Let's go for a visit. She may know about You Yuhuan and Fu Yuying."
Xiao Qin agreed: "I'll ask now."
Liang Yinuo asked: "Master, did you see anything today?"
Zhou Zhimo sighed softly: "No."
"When Wang Jianshe saw the photo, he acted very calmly. From beginning to end, there were no flaws."
"There is no evidence now. It is estimated that it will be difficult to open a gap where he is."
Liang Yinuo pursed his lips: "Are you going to start with the others on the periphery now? Defeat them one by one?"
