The fighting spirit is high again, but the mood is still somewhat hit.

After all, he did good deeds with a red heart, but he ended up slamming the door.

Who are you provoking?

They went downstairs frowning and got into the car unhappily.

Wu Tao didn't speak and Song Zhuang didn't start.

Outside the window, the neighbors in the distance gathered together in groups, pointing and talking to their enemies.

It seems that they don't know nothing about their enemies.

At the thought of this, Wu Tao's mind suddenly brightened and his mind became clear in an instant.

Today, it's reasonable to have a bad start. Otherwise, things that are so easy to solve have already been solved quietly by virtue of Qiu Xiaotian's two skin face and the maintenance of his daughter-in-law.

Where is it that people all know?

Besides, Mr. Qiu's family style and ancestral teachings will never let his family scandal go public unless he has to.

What's more, their daughter-in-law went out alone with a big stomach. When this matter was told, they were ashamed.

So it's very difficult to deal with today, that's right. After all, Rome wasn't built in a day.

At the same time, upstairs 305, the door creaked and opened gently.

Jiang Guiping looked around and saw that there was no figure outside. When she was disappointed, a trace of guilt flashed. She is a reasonable person. She knows that the two children were just out of kindness, but they were regarded as donkey liver and lung by her old man.

With a slight sigh, I took back my eyes and was about to close the door. I suddenly caught a glimpse of a photo on the ground.

When she picked it up, Jiang Guiping was stunned. The child's eyebrows and eyes in the photo were very much like his son's when he was a child. And the innocent eyes made her brush, and her tears blurred.

After all, blood is thicker than water. Although it was just a photo, Jiang Guiping still felt her heart and liver trembling and tightening.

Gradually, the repressed cry could not be controlled, so that the cry came out and the whole body trembled.

"What's the matter?" Qiu Weimin was complaining about his son's going abroad. He didn't know to tell himself. He was on fire.

Jiang Guiping added 100% courage again, just for her son, now for her grandson!

"What's the matter with me? I'm angry, I'm going to die! I'm angry with you. Your son doesn't go home and his grandson won't see... "He said, slapping the picture on the tea table in front of Qiu Weimin.

At 3:15, there were fewer people in the community, and they went home one after another to prepare for the new year's Eve dinner.

However, the crown car has been parked in place for 20 minutes.

Wu Tao still didn't mean to speak. Song Zhuang couldn't help but suggest, "it's really not possible. Let's go back first and think about it in the long run."

Before Wu Tao could speak, an Rong objected first: "no! Today is new year's Eve, a key day. If we can't solve it today, it will only get more and more troublesome in the future. What's more, sister man, in case of any disease in the month, we can't tell teacher Qiu. "

Wu Tao nodded in agreement.

Song Zhuang Hun didn't care about the tunnel: "boss, according to me, with their official temperament, we have to find a bigger official to suppress him at this time! As the saying goes, if the leader's words are wrong, he has to listen to them! "

An Rong said tentatively, "do you want to find my father?"

"Uncle an is not suitable!" Wu Tao had a flash in his mind, "but Uncle Zhuang's words inspired me."

Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed Secretary Li again. "In Beijiang, does Master Qiu have any close and authoritative elders alive? Such as his teacher, his old boss and so on... "

Secretary Li pondered, "the old boss certainly didn't. as for the teacher, I'm afraid I have to look through his information."

"How long will it take? I'm in a hurry."

"Mr. Wu, it's hard to say. The fastest is half an hour. If it is slow, it may not be found at all. " Secretary Li is very conservative.

At this time, the simple and rude Song Zhuang said again, "Oh, boss, what's the matter? As I say, just invite the old man to come. Anyway, the old man has been teaching for half his life. It's not a little fun to clean up this upstairs? "

As soon as he finished, Wu Tao and an Rong stared at him and were stunned.

Song Zhuang was staring at him. He couldn't help feeling guilty and said, "I'll talk about it casually. If I can't, don't blame me..."

"Why not? It's too good!" Wu Tao is excited. His old man likes to talk when he catches people all day. He can say three things when he doesn't pay attention to them, not to mention the major event that itself accounts for reason.

What's more, Wu Tao has noticed that the old man's temperament is a little low these two days.

Then he said decisively, "Uncle Zhuang, go home!"

In just ten minutes, the crown car rushed back to Liyuan Village. At that time, the old man put on new clothes, closed his cuffs, was shrinking under the porch to bask in the sun, and there was a bored big black squatting around him.

When Dahei saw the little master coming back, he bumped forward.

I didn't know that the little master ignored him this time. Instead, he went to the old man, dragged the old man's arm and went straight out of the corridor: "Grandpa, I have a big event to ask you for help today."

Although the old man is fine, he still has that shelf. Hearing this, he was quite indifferent and didn't move under his feet.

Until an Rong got out of the car, he called him out and said, "even Wu Tao can't make it today. Only you old man can come out in person. Well, we specially drove back to invite you! "

In this way, the old man was very useful. He got on the car half pushed, and began to talk about the glorious past of old sesame seeds and disordered millet.

It was not until the car returned to tongfuli community that the old man got off the car with the help of an Rong that he remembered the business of this time and said, "Rong Rong, what's going on today?"

An Rong was about to tell him everything. Suddenly, a little old man came out next to him, yelled and shouted with joy: "Miss Wu, is it really you, Miss Wu?"

This time, the old man Wu Ruichun turned back when he heard the sound. He saw the thin and small old man, narrowed his eyes and tried to identify it. He really made him recognize it, "aren't you the little Victor?"

"Oh, Miss Wu, it's really you! Yes, I am xiaoshengzi, Wang Desheng! " The little old man rushed up and shook the old man's hand in spite of their surprised eyes.

Wu Tao really wanted to let them go, because he was really worried that each other would shake his grandfather.

Fortunately, they didn't shake for long. Wang Desheng held back his excitement and sighed: "more than 50 years have passed. Miss Wu, I think you were the teaching director of our school. You played basketball well and taught wonderful lessons. But privately, we all prefer to call you Miss Wu... "

"I didn't expect you to be so... Old in a flash."

"By the way, Miss Wu, are you here today for xiaominzi's family?"

"Xiao Minzi, Qiu Weimin is here too?"

"No, it's upstairs!" Wang Desheng glowed with joy and said, "veteran, one is the top two! When you come here today, I think xiaominzi's family can be settled. Otherwise, it would be pathetic to see the old couple celebrate the new year at home. "

"What's going on..." the old man looked surprised. An Rong finally got the chance and said the thing briefly.

Just then, Wu Tao's cell phone rang.