Qiao Erqiang!
Qiao Sanli called him "Qiao Erqiang", not "Second Brother", which shows how angry she was.
In fact, how she calls Qiao Erqiang is not the key, the key is what follows.
Qiao Zuwang was only angry with Qiao Erqiang just now, but now he was also angry with Qiao Sanli.
"Sanli, what did you say? Did you tell Erqiang that old woman's store address? He is a fool, why did you follow suit?"
Now, Qiao Sanli didn't have the time to answer his question. She pushed Qiao Erqiang and walked out: "Get out, get out. Don't come back unless you bring eldest brother back."
Why did she tell Qiao Erqiang the address of Suxin Tofu Shop in the first place? It's not that she wants them to get married eventually, but she feels that her eldest brother is particularly attentive to her and Wang Yiding's affairs, and wants to find a new focus for him, so that he can stop staring at her. Now, he does have it. She took care of Qiao Erqiang and Ma Suqin's affairs, but she ended up taking care of them in the dormitory. She felt regretful and angry at the same time.
"Sanli, I...I..."
"I don't want to listen to your explanation. I want my eldest brother to come back. If he is sentenced, you don't want to enter this house."
Qiao Sanli pushed him out of the yard, turned around, closed the door, and inserted the latch, no matter how hard Qiao Erqiang patted him, he ignored him.
"Third sister's reaction... is probably a little too much."
"Expired? He deserves it!"
Qiao Zuwang glared at his little daughter, then looked at the cold food. He didn't have the heart to eat, so he walked into his room with his hands behind his back and went to sleep.
"Sister, I think the second brother is also feeling very uncomfortable. You..."
Before she could finish her words, Qiao Sanli glared at her: "The point is not that he feels uncomfortable or not, but that the eldest brother is being held in the police station. He is still thinking about Ma Suqin and worrying whether his actions will harm her son." It will have a bad influence. Qiao Simei, you can't be like this in life. I heard people say that some people forget about my mother when they marry a daughter-in-law. He hasn't even married Ma Suqin yet, and he has started sacrificing his elder brother for her. If What if they get married? What outrageous things will they do?"
Qiao Simei was speechless by her question and didn't know what to say.
…
Lin Yue knew what was going on in the Qiao family's old house, and the only thing he could do was sigh at Qiao Sanli's performance.
As for Qiao Erqiang... He has lost his thoughts. Thinking about it, during the time when he lost contact with Ma Suqin in the TV series, his sister used the tape recorder given to him by Ma Suqin to learn English and he had such a reaction, let alone Ma Suqin. Multiple choice questions about my son’s future life.
It doesn't matter if the eldest brother stays in there for a few days, and it doesn't matter if he is wronged, because the eldest brother is an adult, and Zhiyong is still young and needs love and care. More importantly, he is Ma Suqin's heart.
For this kind of person, Lin Yue wanted to say that he was cuckolded and sent to the hospital in the TV series, and it was entirely his own fault, and he deserved it.
"Qiao Yicheng, Qiao Yicheng."
Someone knocked on the iron fence outside.
Lin Yue looked up and saw that he was a policeman on night shift.
"you can go now."
While speaking, he opened the lock and let Lin Yue out of the classroom.
After walking out of the main entrance onto the street, Song Qingyuan had already approached him and threw him a can of beer.
"Hahaha, Qiao Yicheng, you are really destined to be with the guard. First you sent your father-in-law and mother-in-law in, then your biological father, then Sun Xiaomo's mother, and finally you got yourself in. Tell me, the next target is who?"
"Aren't you asking knowingly?"
Click, he opened the ring of the can, took a sip of beer, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and the smile on his lips slowly disappeared.
Xiao Xianming, huh... we'll settle the score again when you're discharged from the hospital.
"Don't be sad, my buddy will take you to have some fun." Song Qingyuan patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the Toyota.
Lin Yue arranged for him to go to the Qiao family's old house to deliver a message, and then asked him to follow the plan to kill Xiao Xianming. What does this mean? It means that he already knew which one Qiao Erqiang would choose between Ma Suqin and his eldest brother.
The biological brother who has been taken care of since he was a child sacrifices his role as an older brother for the woman he loves. Who wouldn't feel sad if this matter were left to him?
"Have fun? What's the best way to have fun?"
If this happened to Qiao Yicheng, that person would definitely be very sad, but after the sadness, he would still help his younger brothers and sisters, but he was different. After this happened, Qiao Erqiang basically stayed with him. Sentenced to death.
"A new one has opened on Taiping Road. I heard the environment inside is good. How do you like it? Let's go and have fun."
"Not going."
Lin Yue waved his hand, with the words "I'm not interested" clearly written on his face.
Song Qingyuan said: "Hey, I finally got some blood, but you didn't give me a chance."
Lin Yue said: "I don't want to cause trouble for my ears just to satisfy your idea of bloodletting."
This guy likes to sing, but he has a broken voice, and 99% of his songs are out of tune. If you go with him, the only adjective you can use is "making yourself miserable."
"Okay, I admit, I like to hear you sing."
"Compliment me? There's no point in complimenting me. I won't give you a chance to rape my ears."
"Qiao Yicheng, you are not a friend enough."
Lin Yuediao didn't bother him. He opened the passenger door and got in. He pointed at the way home and said, "Drive, go home."
"You really don't want to go?"
"I really don't want to go."
"Okay, what you asked me to inquire about..."
"Did you find him?"
"I just asked you if you want to go."
"Go, let's get it done." Lin Yue gave him a middle finger gesture.
Song Qingyuan didn't know what this gesture meant. It was definitely not a good intention, but he didn't care at all. He gave Lin Yue a winning smile, started the car engine, and drove towards Taiping Road.
after an hour.
"Life is like waves on the sea."
“Sometimes it rises, sometimes it falls.”
"Good luck, bad luck."
"You have to do your job anyway."
"Destined in three days."
"Seven points come from hard work."
"You will win if you love to fight."
"..."
"Okay!" Song Qingyuan applauded continuously from behind: "You tell me I don't understand. How do you practice Cantonese? Please teach me."
His favorite band is BEYOND, and he often orders their songs. However, with his different Cantonese, it sounds awkward, but when it comes to Qiao Yicheng, the authentic Hong Kong flavor is as if he has lived in the south for many years.
"This is talent, you can't learn it." Lin Yue put down the phone and walked to sit next to him: "Tell me, where is he?"
"No. 60 Youfang Lane."
"Youfang Lane? Why did you end up there?"
Song Qingyuan did not answer this question: "You said you spent so much effort to find him, what does this person have to do with you?"
"Are you in charge?"
"Okay, okay, I can't control it. Don't ask me to help you find someone next time."
Lin Yue pretended not to hear what he said, and sent a displacement command to the Type III Blackfly drone monitoring Suxin Tofu Factory, heading to No. 60 Youfang Lane.
…
Turn around the next day.
Lin Yue walked to Youfang Alley in the spring light divided by camphor trees. Facing the scrutinizing eyes of an old man and woman sitting on a pony basking in the sun at the intersection, he walked deeper into the alley.
It rained at night, not heavily, but the road surface was slippery and there was a faint muddy smell floating in the air.
As an old street in the old city, it has not been developed and has not been protected as a historical and cultural heritage. In the ever-changing city of Nanjing, it seems to have been thrown into the corners of history, entangled with the lives of the elderly.
Speaking of which, the terrain here is even more complicated than Shamao Alley. Some alleys can only accommodate one person. If it hadn’t been for the Type III Blackfly drone sent out in advance last night to survey and map the map, even if we knew the address, we would have to go through this shanty town. Finding No. 60 in the district is not an easy task either.
Dong Dong Dong~
Dong Dong Dong~
"Is anyone home?"
He knocked twice on the door, which had a strong smell of rotten wood, and called inside.
The dusty window glass was blocked by a blue curtain, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.
"Is anyone home?"
After finding that no one answered, Lin Yue sniffed at the crack in the door. He frowned slightly, grabbed the door handle and pulled it out. Before he could exert any force, the door actually opened.
The lighting in the room was poor, it was dark, and there was a strange smell of alcohol mixed with moldy and smelly food.
There was a person lying on the innermost single bed, his arms hanging down, and an empty wine bottle not far from his fingertips. Judging from the small amount of wine remaining in it, he should have just finished it last night.
Lin Yue suppressed his inner discomfort, walked to the single bed, and pushed the drunk man who had a strange smell all over his body.
"Uncle He, Uncle He..."
The drunk man just shook his hanging hand and did not answer.
"Uncle He, it's me. I'm Qiao Yicheng. I went to see you with Wen Ju'an five years ago."
Yes, the man lying on the bed is Wen Ju'an's father, He Jiangsheng.
