After dinner, Old Hao led Guo Fu away.
The little girl Guo Fu was somewhat reluctant, because from the beginning to the end, she stayed at Tang Ahong's house and never exchanged a single sentence with Du Weiguo.
But at this moment, she couldn't let her temper run wild, so she could only follow the old Haotou obediently.
After sending Old Hao Tou out, Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and stood quietly in the porch of Guangliang Gate, gradually settling down.
For him, Hao Shanhe's arrival today was like a moment of rain after a long drought, resolving his urgent need in a timely manner.
Father, like son.
Du Weiguo has been in the middle of the situation and is anxious, especially when Yang Caiyu becomes like this. He is already in a mess.
Hao Shanhe's few simple words were like clearing the clouds and revealing the sun, instantly lighting up a golden avenue for him.
After clarifying his thoughts, Du Weiguo's demeanor became calmer, and his confidence to dominate the world returned.
The only flaw in the plan that Lao Hao pointed out was that he had to leave Yang Caiyu, and it wasn't just for a short period of three or two days, but probably for years or even longer.
Another point is that the chess player hidden behind the scenes may not be able to play it himself for a while, but for now, this is the most perfect way!
Winter has arrived, and now it's nine. The weather in Sijiu City has become more intense. This year it seems to be colder than in previous years.
In Sijiu City, every household has its doors and windows closed, for fear of leaking a trace of heat. Some people even get on the kang early and get under the quilt to keep warm.
There were only a few pedestrians on the cold streets, and the dim street lights stretched their silhouettes.
The footsteps made a creaking sound on the snow. Old Hao Tou and Guo Fu walked side by side. Guo Fu kept stealing glances at Old Hao and hesitated to speak.
Old Haotou put both hands in the sleeves of his cotton coat, held the brim of his hat low, and hunched over his waist, like a little old man.
Sniffing, Old Haotou complained:
"Damn it! This damn weather has just turned nine and it's already so cold. It's really going to kill me."
"Well, well, yes, it's really cold~"
Guo Fu said casually, and Old Hao glanced at her. The corner of his mouth curled up, his face full of teasing:
"Okay, Guo Fu, please stop leaking. What exactly do you want to ask?"
Upon hearing this, Guo Fu immediately became energetic:
"Uncle Hao, what did you say to Section Chief Du before? I saw his eyes brightened while he was eating."
Section Chief Du is her unique name for Du Weiguo. It can be regarded as some kind of nickname. Old Hao Tou flattened his mouth with a frown:
"I didn't say anything, just a few words of comfort and encouragement to make him feel at ease."
Old Haotou was perfunctory, but now, the little girl Guo Fu was not so easy to deal with, and she snorted with extreme dissatisfaction:
"Hmph, Uncle Hao, do you treat me like a three-year-old child? Just say it if you don't want to, and you actually use such words to frustrate me?
His wife was lying there unaware of her fate. He was so anxious now that his whole body was almost broken. How could he just say a few words and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed! "
Old Hao smacked his head and mouth, laughing and mumbling: "I really didn't say anything, believe it or not~"
Guo Fu's face tightened and her eyebrows furrowed. She was about to get angry, but then she thought about it and immediately gave up the idea.
You can only outwit, not attack by force!
Guo Fu grabbed Old Haotou's arm and hung it on him like a koala. She said in a coquettish voice:
"Uncle Hao, you are the best, just tell me, don't you love me the most?"
Old Hao staggered when she shook his head, and almost sat down on the ground:
"Let go, let go quickly! My waist is almost broken~"
Guo Fu didn't give in, but pressed closer: "I won't let you go unless you tell the truth."
"Okay, okay, little aunt, I said, I said it's not okay yet, hurry up and let go, my waist really can't bear it."
Old Hao had a grimace on his face, put his hand on his waist and groaned. Guo Fu, like a little fox who had successfully stolen a chicken, showed a sly smile and let go of her hand.
Old Hao bowed his head and kept rubbing his waist. His expression was slightly painful and his tone was helpless:
"You little girl, you learned all these skills outside, but you have used them all on me."
Guo Fujiao said angrily:
"Uncle Hao, I don't have one. If you do it, you would have been dislocated a long time ago. Don't change the subject by rambling. Speak quickly."
Guo Fu is really not lying. She has practiced dancing since she was a child, and her muscles and bones are soft, her body is coordinated, and she has excellent talent.
After nearly a year of devilish training in the Yama Team, he has now completely transformed. His fighting skills are top-notch even among the many experts in the Yama Team.
Old Haotou was not a combat model. His waist was injured in his early years and he was overwhelmed. He was really twisted.
Guo Fu saw his expression of pain and turned a little pale. She knew she was in trouble and hurriedly came over to help him:
"Uncle Hao, are you okay? I, I didn't mean it."
Lao Hao waved his hand and slowly straightened up:
"Oh, it's all old habits. It doesn't matter. Girl Guo, do you really want to know about Du Weiguo?"
Guo Fu nodded: "Well, Uncle Hao, I want to know."
"Alas~"
Old Hao Tou sighed, there was a large courtyard not far ahead, the door was still lit with lights, and there was a stone gatekeeper, but it had been broken long ago, and now only a broken stone pier was left.
Hao Shanhe walked over, sat on it slowly, breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced at Guo Fu, and said in a distant tone:
"Guo Fu, Du Weiguo, he is leaving."
"What? Where is he going?"
Upon hearing this, Guo Fu suddenly looked panicked and asked urgently. Old Hao took out a cigarette, struck a match, and lit it with his hand, his tone becoming more and more vicissitudes of life.
"I don't know where he is going. Anyway, Sijiu City can't accommodate him now, or even the entire city~sigh~"
Guo Fu was extremely smart and understood instantly. Her little face was pale, her hands and feet were cold, and her tone was trembling:
"Uncle Hao, you mean he will never come back again, right?"
Hao Shanhe slowly exhaled smoke, his eyes were far away, looking at the deep darkness in the distance, and after a long time he said:
"Well, at least within a short period of time, it is impossible to come back, maybe a few years or even longer."
Without saying anything, Guo Fu turned around and was about to run back. Hao Shanhe shouted:
"Stop!"
Guo Fu stood still and turned to look at Old Hao. Her eyes were red with tears. Old Hao sighed in his heart and asked in a deep voice:
"It's late at night, where are you going?"
Guo Fu wiped her eyes and said firmly:
"I'm going to find him, I'm going to ask questions, and I'm going to follow him wherever he goes."
Du Weiguo, you are really committing a crime! Hao Shanhe was irritable, frowned, and reprimanded in a low voice:
"Nonsense, come here quickly. My wife is paralyzed at home. At this time, a little girl like you barges in. What do you think?"
Guo Fu rubbed her neck stubbornly, her face full of stubbornness, and she stood there blankly, her voice choked with sobs:
"Then what if he leaves overnight? The world is big and he is so capable. Where can I find him?"
Old Hao smiled bitterly and said helplessly:
"If he wants to leave, he won't be able to leave right away. Are you so panicked?"
Upon hearing this, Guo Fu burst out laughing, rushed to Lao Hao, and held his hand:
"Uncle Hao, when will he leave?"
At this moment, Guo Fu's eyelashes were covered with hoarfrost. Old Hao Tou couldn't laugh or cry, and teased angrily:
"Sister-in-law, are you changing your face for me?"
Guo Fu said coquettishly: "Uncle Hao, you are the best, just tell me."
Hao Shanhe coughed twice, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and his tone became serious:
"Guo Fu, do you really want to go with him? Do you really understand him?"
Guo Fu shook her head first, then nodded again, her tone very firm:
"Uncle Hao, I really don't know him, but I don't care. Even if I become the enemy of the whole world for him, I will be shattered into pieces and turned into powder."
Guo Fu's tone was decisive, without even a trace of hesitation. Hao Shanhe's face was gloomy, he rubbed his face in an extremely irritable manner, and his brows were so furrowed that he almost watered his face.
It is the most difficult thing to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman since ancient times! Old Hao could probably tell that Du Weiguo would eventually cross the sea to Xiangjiang.
These were not told to him by Du Weiguo, but analyzed by Old Haotou himself through various clues.
This old man has become a spirit now. Although he has no special powers, he can predict things like a god and his wisdom is close to that of a demon. It is equivalent to a simplified version of his telepathy.
On Hong Kong Island, there are now Mo Lan and Zhao Yingnan, and it cannot be ruled out that Du Weiguo has provoked other women, and it is already a Shura field.
If Guo Fu, a stubborn little girl, plunges into it again, three women in one drama will become an existence like the eighteenth level of hell. Even King Du Hell would have a head as big as a bucket!
"Uncle Hao, please speak up!"
Guo Fu saw that Hao Shanhe's face was full of sorrow, and her heart was in her throat. She urged Hao Shanhe to stand up slowly:
"Just say it, let's go, follow me home quickly."
"No!"
Guo Fu had a sullen face and looked stubborn. Old Hao also lowered his face and said, "Okay, then you can go find him yourself."
After saying that, Old Hao Tou turned around and left. Guo Fu stood there, her expression changing again and again, and finally ran after Hao Shanhe's back.
Guo Fu was very thoughtful, and she knew in her heart that there was no way she could get the time and whereabouts out of Du Weiguo's mouth.
And it is very likely that he will alert the snake in the grass, which will be self-defeating and make Du Weiguo take precautions and deliberately avoid her or push her away.
The only way out is to cling to Hao Shanhe!
In the next few days, Du Weiguo stayed very peacefully in the courtyard. He and Sun Yumei took care of Yang Caiyu step by step every day, and slowly straightened everything out.
Although Sun Yumei has a cold temperament, the people living in the courtyard are direct descendants of Du Weiguo, and all of them are human beings, clever and discerning.
These people are very enthusiastic but never noisy and are very measured in their work, so Sun Yumei feels very comfortable.
The only thing that's a little bit bad is that Saihu and the other big dogs have been a little listless recently, as if they haven't slept well.
Early in the morning, Du Weiguo had just gone out when he saw Bai Yin squatting in front of Sai Hu, his face a little solemn.
"Good morning, head."
Bai Yin's voice was muffled, and Du Weiguo came over, squatted in front of Sai Hu, and rubbed Sai Hu's big head:
"Bai Yin, what's wrong? You're looking sad."
Baiyin pointed at Saihu's rice bowl. Saihu hadn't finished his breakfast, and there was still some left:
"Boss, in the past few days, Saihu and the others have been lazy in the morning. They don't seem to have slept well. They even have lost their appetite. I'm a little worried."
Du Weiguo frowned slightly, then stretched out his hand to rub Sai Hu's big head. He suddenly became sensitive.
Although Saihu's attitude towards him was still affectionate, his big eyes shone with something like doubt.
Alas~ Du Weiguo sighed secretly in his heart. He already understood why Saihu and the others couldn't sleep well.
According to Saihu's brain, even if he tried hard, he couldn't figure out why Du Weiguo's aura suddenly disappeared at night and then suddenly appeared again.
December 25th, Monday, is the most solemn holiday in the West, Christmas, but naturally no one in China celebrates this silly foreign festival.
Early in the morning, Du Weiguo had his hair cut and shaved and put on a double-breasted black breeches coat, a black turtleneck sweater of the same color, straight pants, cotton leather shoes, and leather gloves.
It's rare that he looks so energetic and looks like a dog. Du Weiguo hasn't dressed up in such a high-profile manner for a long time.
The reason why he was so dressed up today was because he was going back to work in the Special Operations Division today.
By the way, it has been almost half a year since he came back from Hong Kong Island, and he has been working at work for nearly half a year. When he returned to the office again, he felt like he was in another world.
When Lao Niu came in with a rag and broom to help him clean as usual, he was stunned when he saw Du Weiguo sitting behind the desk.
Lao Niu rubbed his eyes and confirmed that he was not dazzled. His eye circles were red and his tone was a little excited:
"Boss, are you back at work?"
After Du Weiguo brought Yang Caiyu back to the courtyard, Lao Niu came to visit with his things, more than once, but this was completely different from seeing him in the office.
Du Weiguo glanced at Lao Niu, smiled and joked:
"What's the matter? I said, Chief Niu, you are holding a broom and looking arrogant. Are you chasing me away and trying to kick me out?"
Lao Niu naturally knew that Du Weiguo was joking, but he still threw the broom aside:
"Boss, please stop making trouble. When you come back, our 5th office will have a backbone. If anyone dares to chase you away, I, Lao Niu, will fight with him!"
Du Weiguo seemed to be in a happy mood and joked with a smile:
"Old Niu, come on! The most indispensable thing in our 5th branch is fighting men. You are our logistics manager, why do you need to do it?"
Lao Niu scratched the back of his head, approached Du Weiguo's desk, and said in a coquettish tone:
"Boss, that's what I mean. I also know that these two brushes of mine cannot be used on the table, but if something happens, I will never be included in the lake!"
Du Weiguo handed him a cigarette, lit it, and said in a dull tone:
"Well, Lao Niu, I have something to ask you to do now."
The old Newton took care of everything:
"Boss, if you have any errands, just give me your orders. Even if you go up the sword mountain or get off the oil pan, I, the old cow, won't even blink an eye."
Lao Niu had been in charge of the pigeon market before. He had been involved in the arena for several years, acquired some of the habits of the arena, and spoke from all over the world.
Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head:
"Don't talk nonsense. The Daoshan oil pan stuff is all trivial. Lao Niu, help me pack some more cans, beef or pork.
Then I will find a way around Sijiu City and help me find a few pheasants. The fresher and rarer the better. "
As soon as he heard this, Lao Niu became more confident, his face glowed red, and he patted his chest:
"Boss, just lift it up. I guarantee that we will handle it perfectly for you."
Lao Niu has always been involved in the logistics system, and he has a good eye in the field of materials. This matter is really easy for him.
Lao Niu was a wealthy man, so he didn't ask any unnecessary questions, just made some nonsense, and after smoking a cigarette, he stood up and left.
Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and looked out the window with distant eyes. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table. No one knew what he was thinking.
At noon, the food in the 5 canteens was improved today. Pork, pickled cabbage and vermicelli were stewed. Big bones were added as a base, and blood sausage was added. The oil and salt were enough, and the aroma was fragrant.
There is also a saying for this thing in the Northeast, called pig-killing vegetable. Today, even the Yama team, which has always been training at the base, has come back.
The craving has come.
Du Weiguo also had lunch with everyone in the cafeteria for the first time in a long time. His appearance gave everyone a big reassurance.
Du Weiguo disappeared for several months and finally went to Fujian Province again. After returning, his wife was killed and turned into a vegetative state.
Although the comrades in Section 5 are working and training step by step, in fact everyone has their hearts in mind.
No one is a fool. Du Weiguo is the Optimus Pillar and Dinghai Shenzhen of the Special Operations Division. To put it bluntly, the entire five divisions were established with him as the core of tactics.
If the skin is gone, the hair will remain. If something happens to Du Weiguo, there will be no need for the existence of these five places.
The five divisions led by Du Weiguo, as well as the Yama team, fought east and west, south and north, and experienced countless blood and fire. They were invincible in every battle and invincible in every attack.
Everyone loves this team deeply and hopes to stay here forever, so when they see Du Weiguo, all the brothers are excited from the bottom of their hearts.
After lunch, Du Weiguo drove to the Shaobing shop and bought out all the stock of Shaobings again without saying a word.
After a year, the shopping spree appeared again, and the salespersons in the bakery were trembling.
When it was time to get off work, Du Weiguo drove home with Lao Lei, Gou Sheng, Bart, Bai Yin, Tang Ahong, and Guo Fu.
There were seven people in a jeep. Du Wei was driving the car, and Tang Ahong was holding Guo Fu in the passenger seat.
The back seat was the hardest hit area, with four burly men crammed into it, including two big guys, Bart and Baiyin.
Even with a large Gas Jeep, it was still very crowded, but it was still lively as everyone complained and joked with each other.
Du Weiguo seemed to have completely returned to normal. He was chatting and laughing with everyone along the way.
After sending Guo Fu back to old Hao Tou's house, Du Weiguo took the big guys back to the courtyard. Naturally, Bart's wife prepared dinner.
She is a thoughtful person. In order to celebrate Du Weiguo's work today, she also specially improved the food for dinner. Steamed dumplings with pickled cabbage and oil, paired with big bone radish soup, which is very fragrant.
After dinner, Du Weiguo helped Yang Caiyu wipe her body and change the mattress as usual, and chatted with her for a while.
After that, Du Weiguo returned to his room. After a while, around 10:30, he turned off the lights and went to sleep.
An ordinary day.
In the early hours of the night, at the Sanjin Courtyard in the east of Sijiu City, Yao Yuda looked at the report in his hand, which detailed Du Weiguo's day's itinerary.
How detailed is it? Even what he wore, what he had for lunch and dinner, and what time he turned off the lights and went to bed were all recorded in the eucalyptus.
Yao Yuda put down the report, rubbed the stubble on his chin with his fingers, his eyes wandered, and he thought for a long time before speaking:
"Chu Yafeng, is that all? When Du Weiguo went to buy sesame cakes, did he see anyone on the road? Did he stop somewhere? Did he call anyone when he was at work?"
Chu Yafeng, who was sitting across from him, said with unusual certainty: "Director Yao, there is definitely not one, I can confirm it."
Yao Yuda frowned slightly and pointed at the report with his finger:
"What about this Shaobing shop? Have you checked it?"
Chu Yafeng nodded:
"Director, we have already secretly investigated this sesame seed restaurant. We can confirm that there is no problem. Du Weiguo just likes this sesame seed cake and buys a lot of it every time."
Yao Yuda adjusted the frame of his glasses and sighed:
"Okay, I understand. You continue to monitor him. Remember, Du Weiguo is not an ordinary person. You must be careful when doing business."
"Yes, I understand."
Chu Yafeng got up and went out. Yao Yuda's eyes were dark, and he picked up the report again, read it again, and said to himself:
"Du Weiguo, I don't believe you can bear it. As long as you dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, hehehe."
At this time, it was past midnight. Yao Yuda stood up, stretched his waist, and his joints rang all over. He turned off the lamp on the table and strode out of the office.
His office was on the second floor, and the stairs were outside. After he opened the door and came out of the office, the biting cold wind made him shiver.
"This weather is really terrible!"
Yao Yuda tightened his collar, muttered, and walked towards the stairs.
He walked to the stairs, adjusted his glasses frame, and could barely see the stairs clearly. Just as he raised his right foot, his left ankle tightened suddenly, as if it was entangled with something.
There was no time to react. The moment he was entangled, his left foot was pulled hard again, and his body instantly lost balance.
He fell hard down the stairs. When he was in mid-air, he suddenly felt a huge force on his back.
This force was so fierce that it more than doubled the speed and force of his fall, and also changed the angle at which he fell.
Yao Yuda's head hit the hard solid wood stairs first, making a "stuck" sound.
Then his body became limp, like a tattered rag, and he lay limply on the stairs and slid down. His neck was twisted into a very exaggerated angle, which a living person would never be able to do anyway.
It was dark and silent all around. There was not even a shadow of a ghost, only the cold wind whistling and whistling, like a hundred ghosts crying at night.
