When Xiong Bo came down the stairs to see Hua Jie, he had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were full of concern. He said to Hua Jie in a soft voice, "Xiao Hua, go upstairs and have a rest. I'll accompany the guests."
Hua Jie, who put down her tea cup, nodded her head and said hello to Wang Fan. Then she went to the direction of the stairs. When she came to Xiong Bo's side, Hua Jie even gave him a kiss.
Wang Fan was surprised and embarrassed by the way an elderly couple sprinkled dog food.
If it wasn't for Hua Jie's gentleness, Wang Fan would even think that she was very affectable. However, it doesn't matter what Wang Fan thinks. Xiong Bo is very helpful.
Generous big hand, across the pajamas pants patted on Hua Jie's butt, Xiong Bo soft voice said: "go to prepare luggage, later I see you out."
"Must we go?" Hua Jie asked in a low voice.
"I'll come to you soon, don't worry!" When Xiong Bo spoke, his eyes were full of tenderness.
Hua Jie nodded and obediently stepped on the stairs.
Wang Fan, who has been sitting on the sofa and forced to feed dog food, saw the figure of Hua Jie disappearing at the corner of the stairs, and then said to Xiong Bo, "Xiong Bo, you have a deep relationship with Hua Jie. Is this going to travel?"
"Young man, I'm asking Xiaohua to pack up and take refuge. Do you understand?" Xiong Bo sat down on the sofa and yelled to the upstairs, "may! Make me a cup of tea. Don't hide in the room like a fool
"Yes, sir." On the stairs, Aunt Mei heard uncle Xiong's cry and answered in a loud voice.
Just now sister Hua called her down to make tea. Aunt Mei was afraid and took her back. Now uncle Xiong called her, but the answer was so simple. She was really a bully.
But that's what Wang Fan thought. Xiongbo obviously didn't pay attention to it. He turned to Wang Fan and said, "young boy, I'll tell you what happened today. I'm afraid I can't make it in W Province, so you have to give me three days to leave w province with my family. Do you agree?"
"Do you want me to endure for three days? Don't you go to the murderer who killed Mr. Zhao? " Wang Fan asked.
"Yes, can you do it?" Xiongbo looked at Wang Fan and asked.
"Uncle Xiong, my elder brother is tied up by Zhao Zheng now. Do you want me to sit at home and wait for three days? I'm afraid it's a bit difficult! " Wang Fanzhi said.
Hearing the news that Liu pangzi was arrested, uncle Xiong frowned and said to Wang Fan, "Zhao Zheng has taken Zhao Shanhe's own son? Does he already know the identity of your elder brother? "
"I'm going to ask you, Xiong Bo. You are the only one who knows the identity of my elder brother. How do you say I should answer your question?" Wang Fan asked.
"I didn't tell Zhao Zheng about your elder brother's identity, and Zhao Zheng didn't ask me about it!" The male uncle stares at to say.
"Not to you?" Such an answer, but let Wang Fan confused.
According to Wang Fan's analysis, Zhao Zheng should have known Liu pangzi's identity, so he would have made great efforts to do so.
But if xiongbo didn't mention it to Zhao Zheng, and Zhao Zheng didn't ask him about these things, what would be Zhao Zheng's intention to kidnap Liu pangzi?
Is it simply because of the smashing?
This possibility is not only very small, even incredible.
For the sake of a humble man and a small dance room, we have to fight against Liu pangzi, unless there is a big conspiracy behind Zhao Zheng, otherwise everyone will feel that there is something strange in it.
"Could it be the boy ah Gou who said something to Zhao Zheng?" Xiongbo said anxiously.
"Dog? Does he know the identity of my elder brother? " Wang Fan was also surprised.
Xiong Bo scratched his head and said, "I have the habit of talking in my sleep. Is it a dog who hears what I'm talking about while I'm sleeping, and then tells Zhao Zheng the secret?"
"Talking in your sleep? Xiong Bo, is there such a coincidence? And when you sleep, how can dog be around you? " Wang Fan looks at Xiong Bo with distrust.
"Well, when I'm drunk, I don't go home to have a rest. Ah Gou always arranges massage for my little sisters to help me sober up. I just want to sober up, and I don't do anything else!" When xiongbo spoke, he kept looking upstairs, as if he was worried that Huajie would hear him.
Although the expression on Xiong Bo's face seemed very natural when he said this, there was no sign of lying at all.
But Wang fan is very clear in his heart that this man who seems to love his wife very much must have done a lot of crazy things behind his back.
The massage girls that ah Gou is looking for for for Xiong Bo must be those women who take drugs. As for what they will do after taking drugs, of course, it's the most obvious thing!
But Wang fan is also curious. It's really a surprise that a man of his age, Xiong Bo, has such a fancy mind.
Of course, these are all xiongbo's personal questions. It's not convenient for Wang Fanye to get to the bottom of the matter. What he wants to ask has nothing to do with whether xiongbo can rebuild his style.
Since xiongbo said so, Wang Fan will take it for granted that he didn't cheat himself. Anyway, no matter Zhao Zheng knows Liu pangzi's identity or not, Wang Fan will try to save Liu pangzi.
Facing a serious male uncle, Wang Fan said with a smile: "male uncle, we don't talk about personal matters. I just want to ask you how much you know and how much you can tell me about old Mr. Zhao Shanhe."
"When I was with leader Zhao, that is, at your age, leader Zhao valued me very much. He didn't hide many things from me, but there was one thing I couldn't figure out. I didn't dare to ask him at that time. I think it might have something to do with the cause of his death." Xiongbo recalled the events of that year and said it thoughtfully.
Hearing this, Wang Fan became nervous. He asked in a hurry, "Xiong Bo, what are you talking about?"
"When Zhao's wife gave birth to their little daughter, Zhao gave both of their children to Akutagawa Yilong. I began to think that he did so because his wife's death made him very sad, so he would foster his children in Akutagawa Yilong to ease his mood." Xiongbo said that, looking at Wang Fan's eyes, he stopped.
Wang Fan, who was just listening, saw xiongbo close his mouth and asked, "and then? What did you find? "
"When I think about it, leader Zhao didn't seem so sad after his wife died. He would spend the night in Yao Lan's room every day, and it seemed that he was doing that kind of thing every night." Xiongbo said doubtfully.